He doesn't want to make green tea

"What, didn't you say you don't want boys? Isn't Zhang Yu also a boy?"

Someone raised doubts: "Did I remember wrongly, didn't the person who went in just now have long hair? Why did a man come out?"

He was in a hurry when he entered the arena, and the camera didn't take a picture of Zhang Yu's big screen. He finally planned to take a picture later, but was covered by his hair.

Fang Jingsheng, who came a little late, obviously also heard the discussion, followed the crowd to look at the exit, and stopped in his tracks.

He also saw Zhang Yu from the exit. This man was followed by a tall boy. They were talking and laughing, and they walked over from a distance of less than one meter in front of him.

It was clear that the distance was very close, but Zhang Yu didn't even look back, as if he didn't see it at all.

Only then did they confirm that Zhang Yu had indeed come to the scene today, but he didn't go to find Fang Jingsheng.

Xing Yuxing noticed Fang Jingsheng's gaze, and smiled awkwardly: "I didn't expect my brother to participate, sometimes the things he likes are quite similar to mine."

It sounds fine at first glance, but if you look carefully, it means that Zhang Yu deliberately imitated him and robbed him of his things.

Fang Jingsheng didn't speak, and quickly looked away.

Xia Chen chewed the root of his tongue first with a long tongue: "Is Zhang Yu also interested in Luo Wei? Didn't he always like Jing Sheng before, so he suddenly changed classes recently, is it a change of target?"

He smacked his lips: "Besides, I passed by just now and didn't say hello to you two, obviously you are quite close..."

If it was the Zhang Yu from before, he would have moved eagerly in front of Fang Jingsheng, pulled his younger brother, and separated the two of them, one brother Jingsheng at a time, and then became jealous between the two of them.

As long as Fang Jingsheng treats Xing Yuxing well, he will be jealous.But this time the two stood so close and chatted and laughed, but Zhang Yu didn't even look at them as if he didn't see them.

Xing Yuxing smoothed things over: "Maybe he's still a little awkward because of falling into the water, it will be fine after a while."

Fang Jingsheng looked up at Xing Yuxing this time, and frowned. Instead of continuing to watch the rest of the game, he said, "You play, I have a cram school tonight."

Xing Yuxing is considerate: "Then you study hard."

The official motorcycle race hadn't started yet, and Lowe was still the loudest voice around, but before the race started, he never liked to show his face, and he didn't greet the audience like other contestants.

The Lowe man is in the waiting area, with his helmet on the table and his calf on the table, leaning against the back of the chair to play with his mobile phone.

After a while, another person walked in from the door. He was quite tall and had a smile on his face. He turned his head and said goodbye to the audience outside the venue as he walked, and handed the helmet to the girl next to him.

It's Lian Yuanqing.

He has good looks, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and always has a smile on his face. Lian Yuanqing always looks frivolous, and his behavior style is also very dissolute. Both of them have good family conditions, but they can't play together.

As soon as Lian Yuanqing entered the door, he looked left and right to find someone: "Where did you put the little beauty on the back of the car just now? Why didn't you see her in the lounge?"

Luo Wei half-knocked his eyes, his eyes hadn't left the phone, and he spoke slowly: "He took it out bigger than you."

Lian Yuanqing took off his gloves, picked up the water bottle on the table and drank a couple of sips, obviously not too surprised: "Men are also fun, if they look good, it's over."

Sitting next to Luo Wei: "You only like women? It's too old-fashioned."

As soon as he finished speaking, the chair was kicked out by Luo Wei, with a lot of force, Lian Yuanqing was kicked a certain distance, the sound of the chair legs rubbing against the ground was harsh, Luo Wei stood up from his position, crossed Lian Yuanqing walked out with his helmet in his arms:

"Go away, don't get in the way."

Lian Yuanqing clicked his tongue and gave him a middle finger.

The game starts soon.

The contestants entered the arena on motorcycles. Zhang Yu looked for Luo Wei's figure on the big screen, but Ren Xingwang next to him didn't leave. Seeing this, he said, "Lo Wei is No.16, the one in white clothes."

Zhang Yu showed a smirk: "Of course I know, I've been paying attention to him."

Ren Xingwang believed it, and patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder: "You really like Luo Wei so much. I found it after searching for a long time. It's great that our elder brother has a suitor like you."

Zhang Yu smiled lightly.

Sure enough, the people around Lowe were easier to fool than Lowe himself.

The track is not too big, with a total length of [-] kilometers, three left curves and five right curves. No. [-], No. [-] and No. [-] are popular detours for overtaking.

Zhang Yu doesn't understand motorcycle races very well, but he can see that NO.16 is a little behind in the first two corners, and is about tenth.

He thought back to the moment when he opened his eyes on the locomotive, the heartbeat and sense of freedom were really refreshing, but he didn't know how Luo Wei would feel at the moment looking at so many figures in front of him.

There were a few simple motorcycle enthusiasts beside him, and they also pointed to the big screen at this time: "No. 16 is the little boy who made a lot of noise just now, right? This car is really good, but the start is slow."

"He's not very good at technology either."

Ren Xingwang went over to raise the issue: "What's the rush, he just started overtaking on the third bend, and the ten laps have just started."

The uncle also chatted: "Are you his friend? This car costs hundreds of thousands, right?"

Ren Xingwang nodded, then shook his head: "I'm his friend. I don't know about the car. He didn't buy it himself. It was a gift from others."

Zhang Yu understood. Seeing Luo Wei like this, he shouldn't often take money from the family, otherwise he wouldn't live in the same community as him.

It's just that I don't know the reason for this person's quarrel with his family.

From the No. [-] curve, Luo Wei started to overtake. Zhang Yu stood up deliberately to see that the motorcycle was so low that it almost touched the ground.

There was a burst of cheers from the scene. This set of movements was not at all strenuous, and Lowe's bike was riding as fiercely as the others. After five laps, he has advanced six places and reached fourth place.

The next section is a straight road overtaking. Lowe's car has the advantage, and this section also rushed directly.

The uncle who thought Luo Wei was a little boy just now couldn't help but stand up: "There are two tricks, can you make it into the top three?"

"The acceleration out of the corner is very strong, this little boy is quite courageous."

Hearing this, Zhang Yu also stared at the person on the big screen. The part of the corner turned left and right, first sticking to the outside of the curve, and then cutting to the inside of the curve. Luo Wei was very close to the previous one. Even a layman would be terrified to get close to each other, and to separate again. He was afraid that if the speed was slower, the two would collide, or the wheels would slip and the person would fly away.

On the last lap, Lowe was No.2, and No.1 was an old-fashioned racer, firmly occupying the inside of the curve, and he couldn't squeeze in.Accelerated on the outside of the curve, but just passed it, and was shot back by the senior.

The last two corners are almost on par with No.1.

And Lowe's cornering speed in the last lap was only a few tenths of a second, making the two uncles around stand up: "It's so beautiful, this cornering!"

Seeing that the finish line was about to be reached, the surrounding students stood up and looked into the arena. In the last three corners, many people had already started to call out Luo Wei's name.

In the final corner, it was only a few tenths of a second, and Lowe's tires rubbed violently on the ground, and he suffered a disadvantage in the outer corner, almost throwing himself out.

In the end, Lowe was only nearly two seconds faster than No.2 and won No.1.

"This little brother doesn't want to play with his life."

The uncle couldn't help standing up, and looked to the side, Ren Xingwang was sweating profusely, and he was also very nervous, but he was worried that Luo Wei's people were okay.

"It scared me to death, it scared me to death, I thought I was going to fall."

There are many motorcycle enthusiasts around who are very excited: "This kid is a sophomore in high school this year? Is he only seventeen? The future can be expected."

Ren Xingwang scratched his head: "My friend has a lot of hobbies, not just playing this."

Zhang Yu didn't look any further. He stuffed the motorcycle helmet into Ren Xingwang's hands, as if he was in a hurry, and went home without even watching the awards.

After the race, Luo Wei didn't go to celebrate with others. As soon as he came out of the racing track, Ren Xingwang couldn't find his people. He went out by bike and didn't go home until early in the morning.

Zhang Yu was a light sleeper, and the building was not soundproof. He didn't sleep until early in the morning. When he heard the familiar sound of unlocking the door, he got up from the bed.

Sure enough, Luo Wei had already returned, the door was ajar, and then opened again after a while. The man took the toiletries and went to the public water room.

Zhang Yu also took something and quietly followed.

When he entered the door, the man was bending over and squatting on the ground. When he looked up and saw Zhang Yu, he didn't react at all, and lowered his head again to dump his things.

"This is for you." Zhang Yu leaned forward and held out his hand.

It was a folded drawing paper, and I couldn't see what was drawn inside.

Luo Wei didn't answer, as if he didn't hear, ignored Zhang Yu's hand, and continued to rinse his shoes in the water room.

It's like this again, rejecting people thousands of miles away, playing Zhang Yu when he is happy, and ignoring him when he is unhappy.

The public water room was dark and damp, only the sound of water ticking could be heard, and the surrounding was quiet. Luo Wei heard Zhang Yu's footsteps. After being rejected, he seemed to have gone out.

But looking back, Zhang Yu was still standing behind him with a white face, Luo Wei couldn't help but clicked his tongue:

"Why do you look like a ghost?"

Zhang Yu ignored him, only took two steps back, unfolded the painting in his hand, and presented it directly in front of Luo Wei this time.

The picture is a locomotive race, but it is different from what you see outside the arena. It is the track from the perspective of the racer. The backs of the players who need to overtake in front are integrated with the surrounding scenes. Emotional, passionate and indulgent, this is also Zhang Yu's feeling in the car at that time.

Luo Wei frowned and stared at the painting for a while, but he did not leave immediately, as if he was also infected by the emotion in the painting, and asked:

"Did you draw it?"

Zhang Yu hummed, and nodded obediently: "I want to give it to you, thank you for taking me for a ride today."

He heard the conversation between Xing Yuxing and his friend. Luo Wei should like painting. He really experienced the fun of racing in the moment he was in the car today, so he ran home as soon as the race was over and drew a picture according to his experience.

It's just that in Luo Wei's eyes, this style of painting is somewhat familiar.

In the end, he didn't reach out to pick up Zhang Yu's painting, turned around and left the water room: "I don't want it, you can keep it for yourself."

Zhang Yu was taken aback by the rejection. He thought that Luo Wei liked motorcycles so much that he drew this, but he didn't expect that the other party just took a look.

"Why not? Am I bad at drawing?"

Luo Wei didn't answer him, and was finally entangled to no avail. Before closing the door, Zhang Yu was still dragging him, so he suddenly asked, "Do you have any other paintings?"

Seeing that this person suddenly paid attention to him again, Zhang Yu nodded quickly. Although he was very embarrassed, he still displayed all the paintings in his box.

Lowe quickly found a familiar pair among them, with a muddy footprint on it, a somewhat dirty old painting, and one of the few watercolor paintings in Zhang Yu's works.

It highly overlaps with the homework that Xing Yuxing handed in at that time.