Don't Talk To Me!

The situation suddenly took an unexpected escalation.

The leader of the second group raised his hand and looked at the front and back, feeling a little dazed.

In the silence, the boy who rolled up his sleeves and said that he would prepare three sets of plans took a step back and swallowed his saliva: "Team leader, how about... let's do it again?"

"No, it can't be changed after it's agreed."

The leader of the seventh group gritted his teeth, picked up one of the notes with the number 17 on it, and stuffed it into his hand: "Liang Yifan, you have also been drawn, first go and make rules with them—"

"Leader!"

Liang Yifan held his hand tightly, lowered his voice and spoke quickly: "Although you always can't tell us apart because of our blindness, you must remember my name. To tell you the truth, my name is Liang Yifan, from T City No. [-] middle school, liberal arts, nicknamed "Save me, the big guy is behind me..."

Seventh team leader: "..."

Fair agreement, the dignity of the top students cannot be challenged, and the result of the lottery was not revised in the end.

The second group drew three boys with an average ranking of the top 75 in the province. Two of them wore thick glasses. The only one who didn't wear glasses was Liang Yifan's high school classmate named Shan Zhuo. This time he was ninth in the province. I heard that I just got recommended to a TOP2 university.

In the seven groups, the big guy, the big guy, and the big guy who saved me were behind me again.

"In the end, your team won't just compete with this one person?"

Shocked by the result of the lottery, the second group almost took a step back. Seeing the reactions of the students in the seventh group, they finally realized that the two bosses might not be willing to participate in this level of competition, and quickly became arrogant again.

"Do you dare to compare? It's better to go back to study and waste less time!"

"It's not that I didn't remind you that your team's strength is not as good as not coming here, so as to save you from being abused too badly."

"It's okay, admit defeat early, there are still two places for you on the side of the bathroom near the pit..."

……

The seven groups of students were so angry that a few boys were about to come out at that time, but they were stopped by their companions in time.

Strictly speaking, the toilet is actually a relatively broad concept.

It is divided into two parts, and the outside is the washroom, which is used to wash and wash clothes for students who are too lazy to clean up their own guards.The lights are on all night, it is very bright, and it is also very clean.

This time the two groups are in dispute, mainly because of the right to use this part of the area.

There are seven groups of dormitories distributed on the fourth floor. Originally, seven groups of students were studying here, but they were occupied by the other party's bucket without saying hello.

The seventh group didn't plan to grab it hard. They originally planned to simply negotiate clearly, draw a line to set the rules, and both sides will be fine.

Who knew that the other party was so unreasonable, and his attitude was so arrogant.

It was the first time for the leader of the seventh group to participate in such a nonsense quarrel, and he was a little angry, his face flushed: "No! You stand here and don't move, I'll go find them—"

He turned around holding the note, and was about to rush back angrily when he pushed through the crowd, but his footsteps suddenly stopped.

Liang Yifan was still trying to find a chance to save the situation, so he jumped out and bumped headfirst into him without stopping.

The crowd was separated by a road, and the field of vision was flat, leading straight to the corner of the corridor.

……

In the silent gaze, Jin Linkun raised his hand and patted Yu Sheng on the shoulder: "My friend, your guess is really accurate."

Yu Sheng was expressionless, and said politely to him: "It's not surprising, I have guessed more accurately than this."

Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows and bent his shoulders curiously.

Yu Sheng, who abruptly guessed that he had entered the summer camp, did not intend to introduce his glorious achievements. He took his sleeve, removed that arm from his shoulder, and reached out directly to the leader of the seventh group.

The leader of the seventh group was startled, hesitated for a while, and tentatively handed over the remaining two notes.

The process of convincing the two bigwigs was easier than imagined.

Yu Sheng hadn't overcome the inertia of getting things done. Without Jin Linkun's reminder, he never thought of the option of refusing to participate after being drawn.

Kun Shen, who seemed relatively unsocial, hadn't had time to say no, but Yu Sheng dragged him two steps forward, pushed his glasses and lowered his head, looking benevolent and helpless.

The bathroom defense battle with two people tied for the second place in the town was decided.

"..."

Liang Yifan's heart was ashamed, and he collapsed in the seat in front of the two bosses, looking at the boy with round glasses who was holding a chalk pen on the blackboard: "Night elf, you better tell me that you are not giving me a gift." Preparing for the funeral..."

Cen Rui was very disdainful: "Fart, this is called a mobilization meeting, and it's for you alone."

He was the first to discover the holy place of study in the bathroom, and he was also very enthusiastic in the defense battle.Picking up the eraser, he carefully wiped the traced edges, and tapped on the podium: "Liang Yifan, the two masters have already gone back to prepare, are you motivated?"

……

Liang Yifan stretched his arms and looked out the window.

"If you think they were pulled out after Kunshen sighed, it's because they couldn't wait to prepare for the defense battle."

Liang Yifan raised his hand sincerely: "I think I'm probably qualified to win."

"..."

"Okay, cheer up."

The group leaders of the seventh group clapped their hands, cut off the chat, and arranged the work vigorously: "Cen Rui, draw your mobilization board carefully, and get the information of those people over in a while, and then play Tetris. Xia Junhua, find a few Rubik's cubes and practice first." Practice your hands. Dong Jue, hand over all your Sudoku books, remember to erase all the answers..."

The summer camp is a group that disrupts the scores of arts and sciences. The members of both groups are well-educated, and random selection will inevitably lead to unfairness.

These items were decided by the team leaders on both sides, and the accidental errors that may be caused by the division of arts and sciences were avoided to the greatest extent.The three tentatively drawn people will each have one item, and three days later, they will have a showdown in the activity room on the top floor of the training building.

Things have developed to this point, and the significance of this victory has undoubtedly gone far beyond a small bathroom.

For the first time, none of the seven groups of students made a fuss about going to the evening self-study.

The girls got together to help copy Sudoku, the good computer was busy debugging the keying, and a few people who carried the Rubik's Cube with them also contributed.

Even the deputy team leader, Kong Jiahe, was infected by the atmosphere and couldn't help but help out. He went on stage and helped draw a few small flowers and white clouds on the mobilization board.

When Lao Wan came to study for a walk in the evening, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong classroom. He went in and out and checked it three times before pushing the door open again.

……

"Very well, these are activities that help with learning."

With his hands behind his back, Lao Wan circled around in relief and nodded: "Sudoku can exercise logical thinking, and Rubik's Cube can exercise people's spatial imagination. Tetris also has high requirements for concentration, concentration and reaction speed. "

As an old teacher who was born in H middle school, Lao Wan was a bit too enlightened.Not only did they not criticize and educate the students' behavior, but they moved the chairs and sat down together, took a Rubik's cube and tried to twist it: "Which three students have we selected as a group, has the distribution plan been finalized?"

With Lao Wan's off-court assistance, Yu Sheng had already been assigned to his own project when Jin Linkun rubbed his head and led him into the classroom.

Jin Linkun is in charge of Sudoku, and Yu Sheng is in charge of solving the Rubik's Cube.

Liang Yifan was just an ordinary and innocent quasi-high school liberal arts student. After a comprehensive analysis of the winning and losing ratio, he was responsible for playing a dozen Tetris casually.

"Two wins in three rounds, it is obvious to adopt a strategy of keeping two and fighting for one, and you usually do the same in exams."

Lao Wan saw the needles, and patiently taught the seven groups of students the test-taking skills: "In any case, you must first make sure that you are sure, and you must spend more than 80.00% of your time on it, and the rest will be used for the exam. For topics that don't have a clue at all."

"Especially when facing the multiple-choice questions at the final math finale, sometimes there will be situations that obviously exceed the difficulty of the normal syllabus, which is used to break your mind."

Patting Kong Jiahe, who was memorizing hard, Lao Wan walked around and said, "You have to overcome psychological barriers. Believe that if you don't know how to do it directly, the result is the same as doing it forcibly. You A little trick can also save time for more topics that we would have originally..."

Sitting in the back row, Yu Sheng was overwhelmed by the strong learning atmosphere everywhere.

"Don't worry, I can recite these words after the third year of high school."

Jin Linkun stayed in a key provincial high school for a month before going to school. He was very familiar with this atmosphere. He leaned over his shoulder and comforted him with the air of someone who had experienced it: "Just get used to it."

Yu Sheng turned his head and glanced at him.

Jin Linkun leaned back in the chair, and in front of him were two stacks of high-level Sudoku exercises that had just been delivered by the team leader of the seventh group.

He didn't take a pen, but just moved his eyes casually, moving a page from one stack to another every few tens of seconds.

This person politely told the team leader just now that his ability is limited, and if he does his best, he may not be able to help.

Yu Sheng looked at it for a while, and then remembered the words that Jin Linkun asked him without any tone before going out.

The two of them had known each other for longer and longer, and sometimes he would suddenly feel that Jin Linkun might have a side that was more difficult to be noticed besides being beaten up and being beaten up even more.

Yu Sheng fiddled with the Rubik's Cube a few times, put it down, pulled out his schoolbag and looked through it.

After Jin Linkun finished calculating one page of Sudoku in his mind, he switched to another stack when the table was suddenly knocked lightly and hard.

Subconsciously looking up, Yu Sheng's hand was still on the corner of his desk.

Holding something, knocked twice, and urged him impatiently: "Stretch out your hand."

Jin Linkun looked at him, paused for a moment, and subconsciously handed over his right hand.

There was a desk blocking it, Yu Sheng's hand reached over, his clenched fist hung on his hand, and he let go.

A big white rabbit fell into his hand.

Jin Linkun lowered his head and slightly raised his eyebrows.

Jin Linkun: "Friend..."

"Not yours."

Yu Sheng knew what he was going to ask as soon as he heard it, and gave him an angry look: "I bought it new, do you want it?"

He was going to get the candy back, but Jin Linkun had already raised his wrist in time, closed his palms, and quickly put the candy into his palm: "Yes."

Jin Linkun's hand was in a hurry, and Yu Sheng's raised hand was stopped by the table, and he paused.

It just happened to be tightly wrapped in the dry warmth that came up.

Both of them were stunned.

The desks for evening self-study are arranged in double rows, and the deskmates sit very close to each other.

Originally, they could detect each other's breathing just by paying attention, but now they maintain weird postures for no reason, and each other's heartbeats are a little strangely sluggish.

"Sheng—Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng."

With the love and encouragement of the whole group, Liang Yifan immersed himself in playing Tetris for half an hour. He leaned over from the front row and tried to exchange his preparation experience with him: "You play Rubik's Cube——"

Liang Yifan: "..."

Facing the aura of the two bosses who had already begun to faintly spark with lightning, Liang Yifan was dominated by the strong desire to survive, and maintained the movement of turning around, turning back slowly, stiffly, and calmly.

The wechat group of the seven groups vibrated quickly again.

[The boss who saved me is behind me again: Help, I dare not turn back, who can tell me what the two bosses are doing. 】

[Shivering Night Elf: Why do you care about the boss?Boss, are you in charge? 】

[N University at four o’clock in the morning—Kong Jiahe: Classmate Liang, Teacher Wan said that doing a problem is a problem, and a competition is a competition. You can’t give up so quickly.You should now get on with playing the game seriously. 】

【The boss who saved me is here again:...】

【Sleeping late makes me happy: The deputy team leader is right.Classmate Liang, play your Tetris well, please treat it with the same attitude as a small slider with a coefficient of friction. 】

[Save me boss: Your uncle. 】

【Sleeping late makes me happy:? 】

[Save me: I'm a fucking student of literature. 】

……

The constant WeChat shocks did not affect the aura collision between the two big shots.

Jin Linkun slowly held the candy, raised his head, and his eyes fell on Sheng.

Yu Sheng's shoulders were slightly tense, his brows were tightly frowned, and his hands moved outward.

The boy's hands were unusually thin and strong, with the bent knuckles touching the fingertips, and he was rampaging with full strength.

Jin Linkun opened his mouth.

The brain, which was able to run mental calculations on Sudoku with eight cores, suddenly froze for no apparent reason.

Before he could react, he clenched his hands again and blurted out: "Why are your hands so cold?"

Yu Sheng: "..."

Apart from needing beating and needing more beating, this person has no fucking third side.

When I taught him to take the pulse, I thought his hands were cold, but now that I give him a piece of candy, I still dare to think that his hands are cold.

Yu Sheng lowered his head, glanced at the chair under his buttocks, barely held back, and pulled out his hands bit by bit while suppressing his temper: "It's not overheated, let go."

Jin Linkun instinctively let go of his hand, but Yu Sheng confiscated it, and the back of his hand hit the table with a bang.

……

[Save me: Let me just ask, does the aura behind me allow me to turn back now? 】

For the next two hours, Liang Yifan didn't dare to look back.

The students in the seventh group didn't have time to take care of his young heart, so they all got together and passed on the resumes of the three opponents who Cen Rui hacked from the summer camp official website.

"Is it this size?"

Cen Rui rolled the mouse, and couldn't help sighing: "Except for Lao Liang's high school classmate, the team leader took out the remaining two, one of them happened to have participated in the World Rubik's Cube Association competition and got the certification, and the other had participated in the Chinese Sudoku competition. Tournament, 3000 out of 200 are selected for the rematch..."

Xia Junhua looked up at the side, and couldn't help feeling: "Our team leader is really lucky."

The leader of Group Seven opened his mouth, but without speaking, he whipped his right hand regretfully.

Hearing this group of overly naive schoolmasters lamenting their bad luck, Yu Sheng twisted the Rubik's Cube a few times and couldn't help but raise his head.

If it was really a pure lottery, of course it couldn't be such a coincidence.

He originally wanted to speak, but he looked at the group of people who were sighing, but he still didn't break through, and leaned back again.

The result has already come out, how it came out is no longer important.Even if he really went looking for it, the other party probably already destroyed the evidence.

"It doesn't matter, the important thing is the process of hard work. During this process, you still gain something."

Holding the teacup, Lao Wan patiently gave psychological training to the students: "We have fought for it, and it doesn't matter whether we succeed or not...By the way, what is our team competing for?"

Seven groups of students: "..."

Lao Wan: "?"

No one was ashamed to tell Lao Wan the reason for this competition. Lao Wan took a few sips of tea in a daze, and the boy in charge of the sentry at the door suddenly came back quickly: "Hurry up, the teacher is here!"

The whole classroom was concerned about the opponents and winning percentage of the competition, and they spoke a little louder, and accidentally attracted the summer camp teacher who was in charge of patrolling.

"Exercising oral English."

Lao Wan took the initiative to stand up, closed the door unhurriedly, and gestured towards the room with his hands behind his back: "The children are all learning dumb English, and the conversation is too difficult. You need to practice more to strengthen the context."

The seven groups of students immediately understood, quickly hid the Rubik's Cube, formed groups of twos and threes to block the computer, and discussed in English how to use Tian Ji's horse racing principle to achieve two victories out of three.

As a result of the discussion, the first item to be abandoned was Tetris in Liang Yifan's hand.

"Is a small square sure to lose? Does a small square have no dignity?"

The classmate Ma Liang Yifan was not reconciled, and protested with his computer in his arms: "Maybe his keyboard suddenly won't work, and I will win if I play hard!"

"The highest record is 3 minutes?"

Xia Junhua probed and looked: "Wake up, pour a glass of water on the keyboard and let it jump by itself, it may be longer than you can survive a serious game."

Liang Yifan: "..."

Deeply shocked, Liang Yifan hugged the computer, squatted into the corner alone and stubbornly, and continued to fight with the falling cubes on the screen.

After discussing for a while, the problem came back to one point. They raised their heads in unison and looked at the two big men in the last row who had high hopes.

The turmoil between the two bigwigs seems to have calmed down for the time being.

Yu Sheng moved to the side by at least five centimeters, fiddling with the Rubik's Cube in his hand, the speed was not fast, and he didn't seem to be very proficient.

Jin Linkun leaned on the back of the chair, and he didn't seem to be doing the problems, but was reviewing the Sudoku problems at a speed of tens of seconds for no apparent reason.

He didn't know what was in his mouth, and his cheeks were puffed up, which inexplicably diluted the state of laziness and alienation a lot.

【Sleeping late makes me happy: careless, careless, Rubik's Cube and Sudoku are inferior to learning, is it possible that Xueshen is also not good at it? 】

[Shivering Night Elf: Not necessarily...don't they all say that these two are weapons for learning to pretend to be a god? 】

[Stay up all night and rush: You are right, but our two big brothers obviously don't need to rely on this pretense anymore. 】

[Early to bed and early to rise: The main reason is that the opponent specializes in this. Even if Kunshen and the others are at a normal level, they may not be sure of winning. 】

……

Kong Jiahe was much braver in the group than in real life. He followed the entire chat history from beginning to end, picked up his phone, and typed seriously.

[N University at four o’clock in the morning—Kong Jiahe: External factors are immutable, and there is no point in discussing them.According to Tian Ji's extensive theory of horse racing, considering the known condition that "Student Liang is not good at any of these three items", we should let Mr. Liang be responsible for the item with the least chance of winning, so as to ensure two wins out of three. probability. 】

[Save me: ...Deputy team leader, thank you. 】

[N University at four o'clock in the morning—Kong Jiahe: You're welcome, student Liang, come on, you're the best. 】

"Blame me."

Seeing that Liang Yifan had already started hitting the wall, the team leader of the seventh group blamed himself more and put down his phone: "I'm so unlucky, I've hurt everyone."

His tone was so gloomy that the seven groups of students were all startled.

"Group—team leader, it has nothing to do with you."

Xia Junhua cleared his throat, and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder: "This thing is a matter of probability. In principle, it will not change with the change of the lottery..."

"That's right." The boy next to him quickly chimed in, "Maybe God wants to take my bathroom away, it doesn't matter, we can open up other battlefields, we don't have to squat to death in a pit."

"...When you say that, I suddenly don't really want to go to that place."

Cen Rui: "Team leader, why don't we let them in, and we'll lose."

Everyone said something to each other, scrambling to share the responsibility, and finally decided to simply go over the wall to go out for supper at night, and get drunk to relieve all worries.

Yu Sheng was still holding the Rubik's Cube in his hand, and he didn't quite understand why things suddenly went in such a pessimistic direction, so he subconsciously glanced at Jin Linkun.

Jin Linkun leaned back in the chair.

The Sudoku on the desktop has changed from two stacks to one stack, neatly stacked together, with a pen pressed on it.

He folded his arms, his eyes fell on the crowd, his expression was very calm, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Yu Sheng frowned.

The last minute of wasted evening self-study just passed, and the bell for the end of get out of class rang crisply.

The seven groups of students who had been busy all night were still excited, chatting about supper, and one or two of them developed an appetite.

The situation seemed to have little chance of winning, so everyone put aside the matter of the competition for the time being and dragged the team leader Ding Zhengjiao, who was still blaming himself, together to choose a few restaurants where they could have supper.

Lao Wan smiled and declined the dinner invitation of his classmates while the bell was ringing, and took the trouble to ask everyone to pay attention to safety when going out at night, and went out with a teacup in hand.

A group of people gave way in the corridor without any sense of morale, but they still threw Liang Yifan into the classroom, and entrusted him with the responsibility of inviting the two big men to climb over the wall together.

Liang Yifan wanted to cry, but tremblingly went over: "God Kun, Sheng, Brother Sheng... Do you want supper?"

The aura of the two big men in the back row was too strong, he sat in front of these two people for so many evening self-study, and he didn't even dare to turn around to talk to them once.

Dazed and forced to spend the whole night with Tetris, Liang Yifan now sees everything falling down, squinting his eyes to take the opportunity to gain courage when he can't see the expressions of the two people clearly: "Busy - busy It's been a night, I've worked hard, rest, relax, relax..."

"go."

Yu Sheng interrupted concisely: "You guys go first, and the place will be sent to me."

Liang Yifan let go of half of his heart as if he was being amnesty, and glanced at Jin Linkun next to him: "God Kun..."

Jin Linkun smiled kindly: "You guys go, I—"

He paused suddenly, one hand quickly reached into the table, and pressed Yu Sheng's hand.

Yu Sheng was pressed by the back of his hand, and the palm of his hand pressed the candy placed in the table, and raised his eyebrows to look at him.

"..."

Jin Linkun bent his knuckles and tapped Yu Sheng twice.

Yu Sheng was unmoved.

Jin Linkun's hand stopped, tentatively reached up, and patted the back of his hand.

The space in the table is not too big, and the range of activities is even smaller. The two strokes he made with force inexplicably showed a little extra gentle illusion.

Yu Sheng's arms tensed up instinctively, but he still didn't hide. He bent his palms and grabbed the candy again.

stalemate.

Liang Yifan stood by the table in a daze, a little hesitant whether he should do eye exercises, the phone vibrated, and the news group within the seventh group jumped out first.

[Shivering Night Elf: @Save me, promise?What are you guys doing? 】

[Save me: ... I don't know, it's hard to describe in words. 】

【Sleeping late makes me happy:? ? 】

[Quit coffee and stay up late: Wake up Lao Liang, aren't you a liberal arts student?What about the dignity of being a liberal arts student? 】

【help me:……】

Liang Yifan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

[Help me: Probably, arm wrestling. 】