He doesn't want to make green tea

Of course not.

It's just that as soon as Luo Wei said this, the people around were stunned, and immediately asked the people around him in a low voice: "So he really gave up for Zhang Yu?"

Lowe heard it clearly, turned back and denied: "Of course I am not."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief: "Let me just say, they don't get along at all, and the relationship won't be very good."

Before the words fell, I heard Ren Xingwang added: "Loe Wei is for his paintings."

Everyone: "..."

This difference is not big?

Zhang Liqing's face was completely ugly. She looked at Luo Wei for a while before she pretended to be calm: "There is a misunderstanding here."

Luo Wei didn't intend to waste too much time at first, he was just found by his classmates, he took a look around, saw Ren Xingwang, Ren Xingwang asked Zhang Liqing: "Just make the list public, and leave the rest alone."

Even now, the students around me also feel that the best solution is to make the list public.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Liqing had to slowly open her document form.

Luo Wei slid his fingertips across the registration form, turned one page, then another, and finally saw that the quota at the end that should have belonged to Zhang Yu had been replaced by an unfamiliar name.

Ren Xingwang also noticed something was wrong, and pointed to it: "Who is the person who replaced Zhang Yu? Isn't this a student from our school? Teacher Zhang, you are too courageous."

Zhang Liqing also knew that this quota was saved by Luo Wei's withdrawal, but she just thought it was a bad thing and she didn't want to participate. She didn't expect that it was deliberately reserved for Zhang Yu, and she didn't expect to get into such a big trouble.

She stuttered and couldn't speak, Ren Xingwang seized the computer and handed it to the late director.

The surrounding students sighed for a while.

A classmate in Zhang Yu's new class complained: "I heard that Zhang Yu was often targeted in their class before, and Zhang Liqing put him next to the trash can. After he finally transferred, she was still thinking about Zhang Yu's quota."

Originally in the new class, the students had a wait-and-see attitude towards Zhang Yu's arrival, but since they found out that he has a good relationship with Luo Wei and that he is a poor little boy, they have developed a desire to protect.

"This teacher is really not worthy of teaching."

"No matter what Zhang Yuren is, Zhang Liqing is really going too far."

Two days later, the matter came to a conclusion. Not only did Zhang Liqing not get any benefits, but she was also fined 7 yuan. The school originally planned to let her resign, but because the students were unable to replace the teacher immediately in the third year of high school, she resigned. Things were temporarily put on hold.

Even so, Zhang Liqing still lost her position as class teacher. After this year's students graduate, they are very likely to be expelled. With this kind of stain, it will be very difficult to find a job in the future.

On the day when the school notice was issued, Zhang Liqing sat on a chair in the office with grief, wishing she could slap herself twice. It is a shame to be reported and criticized at school.

Seeing Zhang Yu who came to the office to deliver homework, she felt pain all the time, saying that she didn’t regret it would be a lie. More than once, she thought of the young man who used to sit quietly next to the trash can. At that time, Zhang Yu also had hope and felt that the teacher He will uphold justice for him and deal with those classmates who bully others, but in the end the result is even more unfair treatment.

Zhang Liqing couldn't speak and asked Zhang Yu to intercede for her.

And I don't know if this person did it on purpose, the more I know she is in pain, the more I love to hang out in front of Zhang Liqing. Every time Zhang Yu comes over, the eyes of the people around will turn to Zhang Liqing unconsciously, helping her recall what happened once , let her sit on pins and needles.

There were also many discussions among the students about Xing Yuxing and Zhang Yu.

Although some people still think that Zhang Yu plagiarized Xing Yuxing's paintings, but most of the other people hold a wait-and-see attitude after reading the evidence in Zhang Yu's circle of friends.

While they were unwilling to believe that Zhang Yu had such a level, they also felt that Xing Yuxing was more like a plagiarist. Everyone was waiting for the painting competition in a few days, and they agreed that only then could they judge their grievances.

The last time Fang Jingsheng went to Class [-], he saw Zhang Yu's painting with his own eyes, and with the evidence of the time in his circle of friends, there is no need to say who is more credible.

At lunch time, there were only Fang Jingsheng and Xing Yuxing. They had eaten together since junior high school, and they had Zhang Yu together after high school.

At first Fang Jingsheng was not used to it, not used to someone interrupting among them, not used to Zhang Yu's courteous courtship, rushing to help him cook.

But when this person left, the surrounding was always quiet and boring. Sitting in the cafeteria with Xing Yuxing, he always subconsciously looked to the left, which should have been Zhang Yudai's seat, but now it was empty.

During the meal time, he asked Xing Yuxing: "Why are you exactly the same as Zhang Yu's painting?"

Once Fang Jingsheng became serious, he made people inexplicably nervous.

Ever since Zhang Yu exposed his behavior in public, Xing Yuxing dreamed that someone was questioning him even when he was sleeping. He was exhausted physically and mentally from being tortured, and he was so frightened that he almost lost his chopsticks when he was questioned by Fang Jingsheng.

In the past, whenever he and Zhang Yu had conflicts, Fang Jingsheng always turned to him. Even though Xing Yuxing was not sure, he still made up his mind and kept his tone:

"I don't know why our paintings are exactly the same." He pretended to be distressed, "We used to live together, and it was normal for him to see my paintings, but I didn't expect him to publish them before me."

Fang Jingsheng poked the food on the plate with his chopsticks, obviously he couldn't eat anymore: "But I saw him draw with my own eyes, Zhang Yu can draw."

Thinking of the motorcycle boy in that painting again, Fang Jingsheng felt a little depressed.

Xing Yuxing also stopped his chopsticks, and suddenly asked: "So you doubt me? Do you choose to trust an outsider?"

He stood up from the table before Fang Jingsheng, and stopped eating: "We grew up together, and you don't know who I am? Zhang Yu has also lived with us for almost two years. You don't know what he looks like." Do you understand?"

Zhang Yu has vanity, everyone who knows him knows it well, Fang Jingsheng also knows it very well, this person often saves money on an empty stomach, buys some famous brands that he doesn't need to show off to his classmates around him, if there is a chance to show off, Zhang Yu Definitely not to be missed.

"Is it because he left that you started to think about him?"

Xing Yuxing seemed to be unable to restrain his sadness, and he grasped people's psychology very accurately:

"Because Zhang Yu is gone, you start to feel that he is better. You only know how to cherish all the lost things. Will you believe me as long as I leave too?"

Fang Jingsheng took a deep breath, and finally couldn't hold back and pulled him back: "Forget it."

It took a while for the two of them to sit down again, but Fang Jingsheng's tone had softened again.

For Fang Jingsheng, Xing Yuxing is the younger brother his father told him to take care of. The two grew up together, so he shouldn't mistrust him.

He had just sat down, but he saw Luo Wei coming up from downstairs from a distance. This man was looking for a seat with a plate in his hand and his footsteps seemed to be windy.

Different from Fang Jingsheng's demeanor, Luo Wei's good looks are very ostentatious, with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, he has a very special demeanor, which is more prominent among a group of students.

He looked at it, and suddenly remembered Zhang Yu's painting. The boy in the motorcycle suit turned his head slightly, revealing deep and distant eyes, red lips and white teeth.

The appearance of the person in the painting coincided with the person in front of him, and Fang Jingsheng frowned subconsciously. Luo Wei had never known him, let alone cared about other people's scrutiny, so he found a vacant seat and sat not far behind Fang Jingsheng, making it even more embarrassing. He was a little stiff all over.

Soon, Fang Jingsheng heard the familiar voice again: "What do you like to eat?"

It was Zhang Yu who hadn't spoken to him for a long time. He suddenly turned around and found that Zhang Yu was asking Ren Xingwang.

Luo Wei walked fast, leaving the two of them far behind. Ren Xingwang could only walk with Zhang Yu, and while looking for Luo Wei's position, he replied:

"I can do anything."

Zhang Yu paused, then cut to the point: "What about Luo Wei? What does he like to eat?"

Ren Xingwang couldn't be more clear about his small thoughts: "Why do you want to ask me? Are you just curious about Lowe's taste?"

Zhang Yu scratched his face and didn't deny it, with a sweet smile: "I want to bring you food, if you're not picky, I'll make it according to Luo Wei's taste."

Ren Xingwang bought a bowl of rice noodles: "Lo Wei has a naughty mouth, he can't finish talking for three days and three nights."

"Then why don't you add me to WeChat?"

In this kind of conversation, Zhang Yu once asked Fang Jingsheng the same thing, asked him about his preferences, wanted to know everything about him, and tried his best to satisfy him. Fang Jingsheng's eyes followed that person unconsciously.

Even the dishes that he used to cook for himself are casually shared with others.

Zhang Yu and Ren Xingwang finished shopping and sat around Luo Wei, without saying hello to them the whole time, Zhang Yu's eyes only stayed on Luo Wei alone.

Looking at the dishes on the plate, he lost his appetite for no reason, and looking at Xing Yuxing opposite, the feeling of guilt just now was completely gone, Fang Jingsheng stood up: "Eat slowly, I'm full."

Xing Yuxing didn't understand how he had provoked Fang Jingsheng again, which made him indifferent in an instant, but he also noticed the three Luo Wei in the distance, and tentatively said for a while: "I don't think Zhang Yu doesn't like it. is you."

People who had already walked a few steps stopped when they heard the words, which confirmed Xing Yuxing's conjecture.

Seeing that the person would not leave, he continued: "He is always like this. He is not honest enough about his relationship. He likes to use some small tricks to make people notice him, just to make you jealous."

"It's not been a day or two since he knew Lowe, and he has never liked Lowe."

Fang Jingsheng frowned slightly, he turned his head to look in Zhang Yu's direction, the man sat obediently next to Ren Xingwang, and looked up at Luo Wei from time to time.

Zhang Yu is not considered a successful green tea, his likes and dislikes can be easily noticed.