Since the first time he was adopted, Xu Zhiyu has wanted to become a successful poet like Li Shen. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But no matter how hard he tries, he has no talent for literature, and even if he stays in the liberal arts, he has always been a poor student. Even if it is better than his physics and chemistry. There is also Zhuo Su with the same fate as him, beautiful and amazing, but he can't always memorize formulas, both of them are the last of their ages and neighbors, and they are always taken out to be ridiculed.

After school, Xu Zhiyu went home, and Zhuo Su followed behind, holding the science homework assigned today.

"Hey, wait, don't go so fast," Zhuo Su shouted.

"Is there something wrong?" Xu Zhiyu replied coldly, he looked back at Zhuo Su, he was very beautiful, so this is the curse.

No one knows Li Shen better than Xu Zhiyu, Li Shen thought that his feelings for Zhuo Su were very hidden, but Xu Zhiyu, who was subtle about him, had already discovered that when he first found out, it had a great impact on his heart, and if it was spread, Li Shen's reputation would definitely be affected. So even if this is no wonder Zhuo Su, Xu Zhiyu still has a disgust for Zhuo Su.

"Can you teach me these questions?" Zhuo Su asked worriedly, obviously he had no talent for those words like himself, but he wanted to go to liberal arts. And I don't know what I've done wrong, Xu Zhiyu seems to hate himself very much, and he is not angry, but so many people are moved by him.

"I'll teach you these questions after I'm done, you won't be able to talk about it anyway," Xu Zhiyu took the homework in Zhuo Su's hand, swept it and said.

Seeing Xu Zhiyu's appearance, Zhuo Su retorted a little angrily: "Yes, I don't understand, but isn't it the same as you?" You can't read the poems your uncle wrote at all! ”

After Xu Zhiyu heard this, anger appeared in his heart, and he looked at Zhuo Su and endured it again: "What does it have to do with you." He left, leaving Zhuo Su where he was.

Looking at the departing Xu Zhiyu, Zhuo Su felt a little remorseful.

She knows how hard Xu Zhiyu works and how eager he is for literature, and she should have poked him the most painful place just now.

Bi An and Fan Wu looked at them not far away, and Bi An said to Fan Wu: "I think when I met you, you were also a famous talent, and I was almost a straw bag like this Xu Zhiyu at that time." ”

Fan Wu thought about it for a while, Bi An was a playboy at the beginning, but he liked to be vassally elegant, and he laughed at him a lot.

Bi An looked at Zhuo Su and said to Fan Wu: "It seems that this time it is mainly up to you, after all, I am not good at writing poems." Fan Wu nodded.

On the other side, Bi An walked up to Zhuo Su and said with a smile at her, "Do you want to get the inspiration to write poetry?" ”

Zhuo Su looked at the strange man suspiciously, wanting to ask something, but nodded anyway.

In the afternoon, Xu Zhiyu put the written exercises on the table, and Zhuo Su would naturally take them away when he came here to clean up in the afternoon. He thought about what Zhuo Su said at noon, and felt a little irritable in his heart, he walked into Li Shen's room and looked at Li Shen's manuscript.

"The carbon in the body can be made into nine thousand pencils" Xu Zhiyu shook his head, this is impossible, how can he be as ignorant as Zhuo Su's thoughts, he wants to continue reading But at this time, Li Shen walked in, and when he saw Xu Zhiyu, he scolded: "Quickly put down my things, what are you doing here?" ”

"I just want to learn," Xu Zhiyu replied uneasily.

"I think, you better give up, the talent of poetry is divinity" Li Shen walked over and packed up the manuscript, as he got older, his temper became worse and worse, especially in the face of the young Xu Zhiyu, from the previous love to the jealousy of youth.

Xu Zhiyu walked out, obviously Zhuo Su also moved the manuscript yesterday, and he didn't see it so angry, he really liked Zhuo Su, Xu Zhiyu, who received the reprimand, thought to himself. At this time, Zhuo Su walked in and said, "What's the matter, everyone doesn't speak, uncle, what's going on?" ”

Li Shen, who was originally angry, immediately became friendly at this time, looked at Zhuo Su and said, "Nothing happened, are you here to help clean up?" The house is very clean and you don't need it, do you want some coffee? It's delicious," Li Shen began to rummage through the drawer.

When Zhuo Su saw it, he shook his head: "No need, uncle, I'll come to Xu Zhiyu to get my homework" Zhuo Su pulled Xu Zhiyu and walked out.

Xu Zhiyu looked back at the hurried Li Shen, and for some reason, a strange sense of superiority surged in his heart.

After coming to Xu Zhiyu's room, Xu Zhiyu handed over the homework to Zhuo Su, sat on the table and began to write something again, ignoring Zhuo Su.

Zhuo Su looked at Xu Zhiyu's appearance and didn't know how to speak.

Today she meets a strange person and gives her a chapter drawing with a strange animal drawn on it. Tell her that as long as she gives this picture to Xu Zhiyu, Xu Zhiyu will get a steady stream of inspiration. I don't know where I know the information about Xu Zhiyu and Li Shen, and it's so absurd, how can it be? Zhuo Su shook his head, but recalled the young man he met, who was obviously very ordinary, but he felt a great sense of oppression at that time.

"Is there anything else you can do?" Xu Zhiyu asked, he still couldn't write after writing for a long time, he was a little decadent and lying on the chair.

"I have something for you, and I hope you can take it." In hesitation, Zhuo Su still handed the picture to Xu Zhiyu, and then took the homework and left.

"What? What is this" Xu Zhiyu took it and looked at it, his head was very much like a dragon but his body was a turtle, and he couldn't see what it was at all, he threw the pattern aside, and began to create it with great effort. Xu Zhiyu was very stressed during his adolescence, not because of his dismal grades and poor literary talent, but because of the uneasiness of not being able to see the future.

He kept flipping through the information, but he couldn't write anything. There is a saying that has been circulating in the student party for a long time:

"Genius is one percent inspiration, plus ninety-nine percent perspiration" but more people don't know, there is another sentence behind it. "That one percent of inspiration is indeed crucial" Slowly, Xu Zhiyu's eyelids began to loosen, and he became more and more sleepy.

Bi An entered Xu Zhiyu's room after he fell asleep, and he picked up the drawings that Zhuo Su had given to Xu Zhiyu earlier. Gently placed it on Xu Zhiyu's chest. Xu slowly crawled out of the drawings with a strangely shaped object, lay on him, and after a while merged with him, like a tattoo.

"If this thing can't help you, then you're really a straw bag," Bi An muttered as he looked at the sleeping Xu Zhiyu