Don't Talk To Me!

Boyfriend is a little weird today.

Maybe it's in a good mood.

Jin Linkun pondered for a while, feeling that he should not let go of this opportunity: friend.

Yu Sheng:?

Jin Linkun: If not.

Jin Linkun: Just put on pajamas and let me pull my tail.

After a while, Yu Sheng's reply came: ...

Yu Sheng: OK.

In the evening, the good friends of the summer camp talked about the topic of the same model, and Liang Yifan was so scared that he almost couldn't stand up when he was told this conversation: "Brother Sheng, is it okay?"

Jin Linkun was also a little puzzled: "Yes."

Liang Yifan trembled: "God Kun, are you sure you are still alive now?"

Jin Linkun: "..."

Not only alive, but not even beaten.

Even Jin Linkun felt that this incident was a bit abnormal.

Liang Yifan felt that this matter must not be as calm as it appeared on the surface: "God Kun, you must be careful these two days, it is best to buy insurance, or deal with the things you have to deal with first."

just in case.

Jin Linkun felt that these people thought too much of his children, and was not satisfied: "Isn't it?"

Liang Yifan had already gone offline quickly.

The avatar also quickly turned gray, and there was no movement no matter how hard I knocked.

"Old Liang said that he is going to take up his schoolbag and go to the end of the world recently. Let us not contact him, especially Kunshen."

After a while, Ding Zhengjiao came out to help report, curious by the way: "What's going on, he failed the exam?"

The matter of carrying schoolbags and fleeing to the end of the world is often included in the plans of the seven groups of people in the summer camp. Since everyone went back to each school to concentrate on their studies, it has not been mentioned for a long time.

Xia Junhua still misses it a bit: "Wandering far away, I really checked the map carefully..."

"It should have nothing to do with failing the exam." Cen Rui thought about it carefully, "I think God Kun should be able to give us an unexpected but reasonable explanation."

Ding Zhengjiao thought it made sense: "God Kun? Is God Kun still there?"

……

Jin Linkun: "That's right."

Jin Linkun: "Does any of you want to inherit my math competition questions?"

One model is the first simulation of the college entrance examination, which is of great significance.

Especially this time, the former college entrance examination proposition group produced questions, and the unified examination of the three cities basically included most of the well-known high schools in the province.

Exchanging grades and joint rankings, the papers were thoroughly studied by many schools as soon as they were released.

The provincial demonstration class was still in class the next day. Taking advantage of the impression that the students had just finished the exam, they took advantage of the early self-study time to finish commenting on the important and difficult parts of the paper.

"All the students, please go downstairs and line up."

As soon as the morning self-study was over, the horn above the class rang: "Bring your belongings, each class consciously maintains discipline..."

Jin Linkun usually doesn't listen to classes very much. When the teacher announced that everyone was packing up and preparing to go hiking, he didn't even realize it: "Where are you going?"

"Fifteen kilometers away." Their squad leader was very happy, "God Kun, do you want everyone to help you?"

Jin Linkun: "..."

Most of the students in the provincial demonstration usually bury their heads in the sea of ​​books. Even if they don't have to go to class for two days, not many of them are really willing to walk [-] kilometers on foot.

Although they had no ability to defy the arrangement of fate, the wailing of the students sounded from upstairs and downstairs.

In the gloomy atmosphere, Jin Linkun and his class were actually a little happy.

After all, the daily dimensionality reduction blow to the whole class of the god of learning is just faster than others in his mind, and he walks like everyone else, step by step.

And he didn't bring anything.

Normally, under the rule of the god of learning to hand in papers in advance and the tempting meal at lunch time, no matter how much their homeroom teacher emphasizes that everyone is a friendly classmate and should unite and love each other, the students in their class who have endured humiliation for a long time are still happy I can't bear it anymore.

Even the motivation is much stronger than other classes, and they are far ahead all the way.

"God Kun, do you want a Snickers bar?"

Not long after they left, the team secretary generously offered to help: "Calorie-type chocolate, replenishing glycogen, and providing you with abundant energy."

Their class monitor joined in: "I have American black coffee, which has a pure and strong bitter taste, and it will refresh you all day long."

The deputy squad leader was not far behind: "I have mints with Coke..."

Generally speaking, there is at least a certain amount of camaraderie among classmates within the class.

Finally, I can enjoy the fun of helping Xueshen. A group of people donate generously while walking, and everyone wants to have a good time.

Jin Linkun looked up from his watch and looked at the coke that spewed out after the mints were thrown into the deputy squad leader's hand: "...No, thank you."

Hiking was nothing, but what he was more anxious about was the lunch he ordered in the back street.

Yu Sheng told him to sleep until he woke up naturally. He originally thought that he could just catch up when he got back from school, but now seeing the speed of travel, whether he can go home after dark is a problem.

Jin Linkun wanted to order a takeaway, but was worried that Yu Sheng was still awake at this time.

The sleep quality of the children is mediocre, and they can finally sleep late. If they are woken up by the takeaway, the probability of going back to sleep is probably infinitely close to zero.

Jin Linkun put away his mobile phone, thought for a while, and dug out the piano music collection that he had quietly copied from his boyfriend, and put on an earphone.

It is said that each class queues up, but in fact the management is not so strict.

Strange faces would often appear around their class, looking around and following along, only to be called out by their head teacher, "Which class, what are you doing" before running away quickly.

It's not just because the light of the student god in their class is too strong.

It's not so obvious at ordinary times, and Jin Linkun doesn't have the habit of ventilating in the corridor.Now among the mighty crowd, the tall and majestic boy in the middle is particularly conspicuous.

Especially when talking to people, the eyes behind the lens are slightly bent, showing a bit of alienation, laziness and decent attitude.

It was obvious that he was careless, and it was inexplicable that people couldn't move their eyes.

Their school campus post bar has been abandoned for a long time, and because of a few snapped photos, it is rarely lively, and several topic buildings have been built.

A group of little girls even discussed seriously, whether the songs Xueshen listened to were European or American or classical, what they were thinking about so preoccupied, whether they were thinking about the origin of the universe, or the philosophy of life.

Jin Linkun was thinking about his children's meals.

When it was time for the noon break, each class received a notice to rest in place, and after lunch, they rested for a while before continuing on the road.

In fact, Jin Linkun brought a thermos of jujube water, and dug out two bags of compressed biscuits from his school bag. The school girls stayed up all night to review the cognition of refreshing methods.

"Mistake, I shouldn't have finished eating the egg tarts on the way."

The squad leader was a little regretful: "Now if there is an egg tart with coffee, I must enjoy it very much."

The study committee agreed with his point of view: "Careless, potato chips may be cursed to disappear as soon as the bag is opened."

"Where's my biscuit?" They held an empty bag in disbelief, "I clearly remember there was half a bag of biscuits here..."

No matter what age you are, for this kind of outing with lunch, the real leftover at noon is usually less than one-third of what you left when you went out.

The first half of the journey was when everyone was most excited. A group of people couldn’t help but start eating snacks on the way. The oppressed students finally found a chance to feel proud. Everyone should bring carefully prepared delicious food. Kunshen, who didn't take it, turned around several times in front of him.

It's really time for lunch break at noon, and there is not much left in the schoolbag.

"It's not necessary, but it's worth it."

The squad leader has no regrets: "Where there is oppression, there will be resistance. We have proved ourselves in front of God Kun."

The Sports Committee was also encouraged by him and cheered up: "I have been here, I have eaten, and I have been full."

The propaganda committee clenched their fists: "To surpass Kunshen in anything is the glory we can brag about for four years."

"Everyone is right, but I'm still a little hungry."

The deputy squad leader took a deep breath: "Probably because there is only one tasteless piece of bread left in my lunch, I feel that the air has turned into a tempting smell of shredded pork with Beijing sauce..."

A group of people lost the joy of eating in front of Xueshen all the way here, so they could only hold the dry bread and biscuits and bury their heads in the mineral water to swallow.

This is also part of the education for the students. Their teacher saw the needles and explained the truth to the students: "Look, everyone, there is actually not much difference between your bread and Jin's compressed biscuits now. This is like your review process."

"Some students may have prepared delicious food, but after the first half of the baptism, there is nothing left in everyone's schoolbags - just like when reviewing, some people may learn easily due to the assistance of external forces in the first half, Some people learn relatively hard. But in the final sprint stage, when the external force is exhausted, everyone will actually return to the same starting point. At this time, it is perseverance."

Holding the teacup, the teacher said earnestly: "The college entrance examination is a very difficult process, and life is the same. The help of all of us is external force. The real road can only be walked by yourself, and you can finish it..."

"The teacher is right."

The Propaganda Committee was deeply touched by this, took a deep breath, and said to the deputy squad leader: "But there is one more small matter."

Their head teacher can diverge from everything to the philosophy of life, and has always been a valuable source of materials for students' argumentative essays.The deputy squad leader was burying his head in memorizing this passage, and raised his head in his busy schedule: "What's the little thing?"

Propaganda Committee: "Is it a psychological hint? I also feel that the air has become the smell of shredded pork in Beijing sauce."

……

Whether it is a hint or not is not certain, but the classmates in their class feel that this scene seems familiar.

"That's how it feels, I remember it."

The representative of the Chinese class raised his hand: "This time it is rich, salty and sweet sauce, fresh green onion and natural aroma of tofu skin. There are also freshly steamed, steaming white and fat steamed buns..."

"That's right." They nodded, "I also found the feeling, I just wanted to beat up the Chinese class representative, so I beat up the Chinese class representative."

The memories of a group of people gradually recovered under the familiar scene, and they looked around.

Jin Linkun was patiently eating biscuits while listening to the piano music in the earphones. When he realized that the atmosphere in their class was not right, he also took off the earphones and raised his head.

"teacher."

The deputy squad leader immediately recognized the takeaway boy who was riding a bicycle and could climb over the wall, and raised his hand to ask: "In this case, what philosophy of life can you correspond to?"

teacher:"……"

"how--"

Jin Linkun was still considering whether Yu Sheng had woken up. When he looked up, he saw their kid standing on the side of the road with a bicycle on one leg and a schoolbag on his shoulder, raising his eyebrows at him.

Yu Sheng is considered a new face in their school, probably because he has been daring to talk to him a lot along the way. The boy is wearing a mask, with "no appointment, no wechat, no phone" written in his brows and eyes.

The bottom of the pupils reflected the lazy and warm sunlight in the afternoon.

Jin Linkun finally figured out what was going on with their boyfriend's "sleep until he woke up naturally, had a big meal, and turned black".

He stood for a while, put Yu Sheng's gaze into his eyes, the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably, and he put down his things and went over: "Why did you come here, did you sleep well?"

I don't know what Yu Sheng brought, but the whole schoolbag was full.

Jin Linkun studied for a while, and Yu Sheng had already unzipped the outer layer of the mask, and took off the stuffy mask aside: "It's good, why are there so many people in your school?"

The scale of No. [-] Middle School is not small, but it has never made such a grand gesture.The provincial demonstration students are crammed into the classroom and it is not obvious, so they are led out of the school in such a mighty way, it is only by fate to find someone.

Yu Sheng asked for directions a few times, and was really not used to being surrounded by crowds. He went to the supermarket on the way to buy a mask, and finally found it smoothly.

Jin Linkun smiled, helped him hold the bicycle, and took off the mask hanging from the child's ear: "It's quite a lot."

The province's demonstrations are strictly controlled, and Yu Sheng was quite careful at first, not going too far with him outside, but Jin Linkun obviously didn't mean to avoid people.

He was very proud and pulled him upright.Anyone who asks should introduce it to others carefully, and it will not do until the end.

Very annoying.

As long as these two people are together, there is an inexplicable aura that no one else can participate in.Most of the other classes were curious onlookers, and their class was so sad that they quickly retreated: "Teacher, we apply for a different seat to rest..."

"But this position is stipulated by the school." The teacher was still a little hesitant, "If you go to another place, you will easily fall behind."

"Teacher, look."

Their squad leader spoke quickly: "Student Yu brought Kunshen two packs of potato chips, one pack of tomato and one pack of cucumber. Now it's a can of Wangzai milk, although we don't know why it is such a naive drink, But then there are two more bottles of wahaha.”

The representative of the Chinese class took over the job of explaining: "That lunch box, it is not an ordinary lunch box, it contains the best shredded pork with Beijing sauce produced in our back street. This taste is very familiar, as long as you roll it with dried tofu and bite You can taste the tenderness of the pork, and the unique aroma of the meat wrapped in the sauce..."

"..."

Teacher: "Students, we should change to another place, and the squad leader will remember the way."

After finally feeling proud and elated, the halfway students endured the humiliation again, picked up their things and prepared to migrate.

"I thought it was too late to take it."

Jin Linkun found a fairly suitable place, and felt that the two had a tacit understanding: "How do you know that I ordered food at their house?"

Yu Sheng felt that this kind of thing didn't even require a tacit understanding: "Because you filled in my phone number."

……

Jin Linkun touched the tip of his nose, coughed lightly, and calmly raised his hand to pick up the lunch box.

Before they met, Yu Sheng suddenly lifted the bag up: "Brother."

Before Jin Linkun could react, he rubbed his neck dumbly: "Okay, don't make trouble, I'll cook something delicious for you when I get home..."

Before the words finished, Yu Sheng had already carried the bag behind his back.

The reminder from good friend Liang Yifan suddenly came to mind, Jin Linkun opened his mouth, and subconsciously took a look in Yu Sheng's still bulging schoolbag.

The kid was very serious. He took out his phone and clicked on the notepad: "If you don't call, it's not something you can solve with a call."

The author has something to say: Brother Sheng: Happy. :)