He doesn't want to make green tea

But Fang Jingsheng couldn't be sure at this time, he couldn't see whether Zhang Yu had feelings for Luo Wei, he seemed to like him, but most of the time he was not so pure.

He always felt that Zhang Yu seemed to be different from before, getting farther and farther away from him, and more and more unpredictable.

Fang Jingsheng ignored Xing Yuxing's flattery and left the cafeteria.

On the other side, Zhang Yu joined Ren Xingwang's circle of friends, only to realize how obsessive this person is in his daily life.

It can be seen that the circle of friends has been open for half a year. There are about [-] posts, and [-] of them are related to Luo Wei. The shooting from various angles, although the techniques are a bit straight, it can still be seen that Ren Xingwang cares for Luo Wei's old father.

Not only is there a lot of circles of friends, but if you click on any one, you can see someone commenting on Ren Xingwang, and Ren Xingwang's reply is also very diligent, which shows that there are many people in this person's circle of friends, and they all pay attention to Luo Wei.

Zhang Yu changed his mind and said, "Lo Wei, I drew another picture of you riding a motorcycle, do you want to see it?"

Luo Wei seemed very quiet while eating, showing the top of his hair, and asked without raising his head when he heard the words: "What painting?"

Zhang Yu took out his mobile phone and put it in front of this person: "It was drawn from a different angle, I don't know if you like it or not."

He deliberately said this in front of Ren Xingwang, just to see if Ren Xingwang was interested. If the painting was certified by Ren Xingwang and posted on Moments, many people would be able to see it. By then, his closeness with Luo Wei would be like a human being. Everyone knows.

Lowe raised his eyes and took a look. The painting was indeed very good, as realistic as a photo, but the painting seemed to be specially used to please him, without any emotion, just a simple painting, a lifeless sketch.

Lowe didn't like it.

"You might as well spend your time studying."

He said lightly.

Zhang Yu had expected this kind of reaction a long time ago, but his goal was not from Luo Wei. Seeing that Ren Xingwang took his mobile phone with interest, Zhang Yu knew something was going on.

Ren Xingwang didn't know anything about artworks. After observing for a while, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Zhang Yu's paintings were better: "Look at this waistline, look at this butt, your paintings are so good, better than any other paintings I have seen. Good at drawing."

The other party gave a thumbs up: "Send me the photo quickly, I want to send it to Moments."

Ren Xingwang's excited appearance made Zhang Yu seem to see a star chasing girl.

Luo Wei glared at him, Ren Xingwang restrained himself a little, and quietly said to Zhang Yu: "He doesn't want your paintings, and you can send them to me in the future."

Zhang Yu nodded with a smile, but Luo Wei, who was opposite him, did not answer him the whole time.

That night, he saw two paintings of himself in Ren Xingwang's circle of friends, with the words: "The works of the little painter Zhang Yu."

There should be a lot of messages below, and Ren Xingwang replied to many of them, most of which were praises, and Zhang Yu felt a sense of relief inexplicably.

He likes to be noticed, to be praised, and to be loved.

Zhang Yu spent a period of time contentedly, feeling a little elated.

During this period of time, he brought food to Luo Wei every day, but this person couldn't eat, so it ended up in Ren Xingwang's stomach.

As a result, the relationship between Zhang Yu and Ren Xingwang is getting better and better. The two even often play black games together. Zhang Yu also plays the game very well. He knows a little bit of heroes from all walks of life, but his rank is only platinum.

There is no other reason, Zhang Yu doesn't play solo queue very much.

In the past, he would often pester Fang Jingsheng to play games together, and of course he often had a threesome with Xing Yuxing. Fang Jingsheng liked to play shooter and jungler, so Zhang Yu pretended that he didn't know how to play, and pestered Fang Jingsheng with an assistant.

Cultivating feelings in the game is also Green Tea Zhang Yu's favorite method.

But after rebirth, Zhang Yu hadn't logged into Zhang Yu's account for a long time, and Fang Jingsheng, who had the highest intimacy, was also online, but he didn't invite this person to play with him again.

Ren Xingwang's voice came from the gaming headset: "Your game is about to start, how are you preparing?"

Zhang Yu sighed artificially: "I'm a little unmotivated."

Ren Xingwang is a big straight man without a brain, he knows how to ask when he hears it, and cooperated: "Then how can you be motivated?"

"If I get good grades, can you come over and play with Ralove? I want to see how he's playing."

Ren Xingwang was silent for a while: "Yes, yes, but I ask him to play games, and he doesn't come often."

Zhang Yu was a little surprised. He always thought that Luo Wei was playing with Ren Xingwang. After all, the two could be said to be best friends.

Ren Xingwang seemed to be used to it: "People like Luo Wei need his own space very much. Even if he is not that close to his family, he is very independent."

Just the opposite of him, Zhang Yu thought, if he had his family and lover by his side, he must not be an independent person, and wished to be by his family's side all his life.

The same is true for Zhang Yu in the previous life. As long as his family treats him better, he wants to live with his family forever.

But after rebirth, it will no longer be possible.

Before the painting competition started, Zhang Yu also met with Party A. The other party invited him to dinner, but only asked a few questions about Luo Wei. Instead, he was relieved when he heard that Zhang Yu was going to participate in the competition.

"If you are short of money, tell me anytime."

Zhang Yu hummed, but felt in her heart that this person was really taken advantage of, as stupid as he could be.

He looked at the woman's face, and at a certain moment he thought of his mother. Some old women should be mothers at this age. He doubted the relationship between Party A and Luo Wei. Could this person be Luo Wei's mother? ?

Zhang Yu also thought of the rumored head of the Luo family who was black and white, like a character in a novel, how could it be impossible to get in touch with the silly sister of Party A who stuttered cold noodles and had no defense against him in front of him.

After all, for a character like this in the novel, his subordinates need to test whether it is poisonous or not before eating.

He was thinking wildly when he suddenly saw a message sent to him by Ren Xingwang. He clicked on the picture, and it was a screenshot. In the picture was a painting drawn by Zhang Yu a few days ago. It was liked by more than 100 pieces, and the top one was liked Zhang Yu glanced at the note.

It turned out to be Lowe himself.

Ren Xingwang quickly sent a message: "The boss actually liked it."

Zhang Yu didn't have Luo Wei's contact information until now, and after a while, Ren Xingwang sent another message.

"He may have slipped his hands, and he has slipped his hands before. I will watch your competition in a few days, and I will ask the boss if he will go."

Zhang Yu's heart beat faster for a moment, but when he calmed down, he felt that this person would not specifically watch his game.

Soon it was the day when the painting competition started. All the contestants entered the scene, and there were many parents of students waiting outside the field. The family members had their own rest areas and wrote the names of each contestant.

Xing Yuxing's parents are here. Of course, Xing Yuxing's stepfather is Zhang Yu's biological father. His name is Zhang Feng. Affecting the appearance, it can be seen that he was handsome when he was young.

A group of candidates passed by the door, and they happened to be able to see the rest area. Many people came to Xing Yuxing's seat, including his father, mother, and brother. Fang Jingsheng could be seen in the corner, while Zhang Yu's rest area was empty.

None of them.

His biological father didn't even look at him, and a group of people were guarding Xing Yuxing's grades.

This has been the case since childhood. Everyone didn't deliberately ignore Zhang Yu, but no one cared about how he did in the exam. No matter whether he was No.1 or the bottom No.1, no one would deliberately go to see him.

In the previous life, Zhang Yu gave up on himself because of the neglect of these people, but after his rebirth, Zhang Yu no longer needs his family.

No one cared about him, so Zhang Yu didn't look back, and entered the examination room without looking in that direction.

Just before the automatic gate closed, Zhang Yu saw Ren Xingwang who had arrived late in the distance. The rest area with Zhang Yu's name was originally empty. Two girls were waving at him. Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was him. The same table and the front table.

The two even came to watch the game.

Taking advantage of the last moment, Zhang Yu waved at those two people.

At least he has friends now.

After Zhang Yu entered the examination room for a long time, Luo Wei appeared from the corner with a stinky face.

Ren Xingwang dragged him: "Boss, you are walking too slowly, Zhang Yu and others have gone in."

"I didn't come to see him."

Luo Wei was originally here to watch the game. He has always been very interested in art works, and he also stood in Zhang Yu's rest area with Ren Xingwang.

But it seems only because there are few people here.

As soon as he arrived, there were eyes from all around him. Luo Wei was good-looking, and he attracted people's attention everywhere.

"The places are all given to you, why didn't you participate?" Ren Xingwang was a little puzzled. After Zhang Liqing's incident was exposed, Luo Wei also had the opportunity to participate in the competition, but he still didn't participate.

Lowe propped his elbows on the table, watching the questions on the big screen.

"If you can't win, it's meaningless to go."

Ren Xingwang couldn't understand the brain circuit of this person, and he didn't participate, so how did he know that he couldn't win.

The title of the drawing competition is, Mother.

Zhang Yu's pen tip hung on the drawing paper for a long time. He looked up at the candidates around him. Everyone else had already started to write, but Zhang Yu remained motionless.

There is also a portrait of his mother in his home.

But the appearance of the mother in the memory has long been blurred, there are only one or two photos that are not clear, and it has been a long time, the mother's demeanor and speaking habits have been forgotten by Zhang Yu intentionally or unintentionally.

He hasn't even finished the painting at home.

The tip of his pen did not fall for a long time, as if he was in a daze.

Through the real-time live broadcast on the big screen, parents outside can see it in their eyes.

"Have you seen Zhang Yu?" The girl at the front desk asked Zhang Yu's deskmate, "Why didn't I find him?"

"I see, but he didn't draw." Ren Xingwang sat very close to them and joined the conversation, "What's the matter, why don't you draw? Is the topic difficult?"

Not far away, there are Zhang Yu’s former classmates in Xing Yuxing’s family area, and he laughed when he saw this: “Do you still need to ask why? If you don’t draw, it can be why, no.”

He just said this. After all, the former classmates were more willing to believe in Xing Yuxing. Xing Yuxing's approachability and excellence are obvious to all. Although the circle of friends has evidence, most of the students in the original class still think that Xing Yuxing Innocent.

For them, Zhang Yu's inability to draw a picture is a side proof of Xing Yuxing's innocence.

Lowe didn't speak, but stared intently at the big screen, paying attention to the progress of each candidate's drawing.