Don't Talk To Me!

The last remaining main player in the seven groups finally lost his dream under the encouragement.

At 07:30 the next morning, the activity room on the top floor of the training building was crowded with people.

Under the close attention of almost everyone in the camp, the PK duel on the third day came as scheduled.

"Come on, for the glory!"

Cen Rui patted Liang Yifan's shoulder vigorously, and stretched his wrist for him: "I bet with thirteen trumpets, whether I can get back my money depends on today!"

Liang Yifan's face turned pale, his eyes were blank, and he kept repeating the Rubik's Cube formula copied from various places in his mouth, and he didn't know if he heard what he said.

"Calm your mind, and do whatever you can compare to."

The team leader of the seventh group took a deep breath, trying to calm down and appease the army: "Brother Sheng is reliable, there should be no problem, although the opponent is very strong, we still have God Kun..."

It is not an exaggeration to say that this year's new high school seniors all grew up listening to the legend of Jin Linkun.

Those in the provincial competition were crushed by him, and those in the national competition watched him crush others. The circle of top students was not big, and the entire seven groups of students had a kind of blind trust in Jin Linkun.

Until now, many people still have high hopes for him to "suddenly open his eyes and win a small game".

The team leader of the seventh group was trying his best to be optimistic, and led everyone to look at the other two contestants in the preparation area: "Look, they are also actively preparing now, I believe——"

Seventh team leader: "..."

The activity room was noisy and crowded with many people.In addition to the students in the seventh group and the second group, there are still many people who fished in troubled waters.Those who watched the game, recorded the video, heard that a live broadcast room was opened, and many people even started to donate online.

The students in the two groups were struggling to identify their identities and clear people, but for the convenience of the competition, they moved away from the inconspicuous corner surrounded by half of the tables crowded in the corner, which was still quiet.

In an inconspicuous little corner, Yu Sheng, who was trusted very much, was lying on the table to catch up on sleep.

Jin Linkun was sitting beside him, leaning in the chair, fiddled with the phone with his head down.

He seems to be quite focused, poking the screen with one hand, and occasionally, like eyes on the top of his head, he politely stops people passing by who are too close to the two of them.

The two cooperated like this for a while, probably because the room was so noisy, Jin Linkun even raised his left hand very considerately and thoughtfully, hanging it over Sheng's shoulder, and helped him cover one ear.

……

The leader of the seventh group didn't even know whether he should be moved by the scene of caring for his classmates.

The aura of the two of them was too low-key, so that the people in the whole room were so lively that few people noticed that they were fishing in the corner.

The leader of the seventh group was in a dilemma. He really wanted to ask a few questions in the past, but he was worried that it would dispel the confidence that the members of the seventh group did not have much left.After hesitating for a while, he managed to calm down and turned around to block the sight of the students.

"This is probably—probably their unique rhythm of preparing for battle." The leader of the seventh group swallowed: "We just need to watch quietly..."

The game hadn't started yet, and the room was so noisy that even a hand couldn't stop it.

Yu Sheng frowned, moved his head buried in the crook of his elbow, and lifted it up.

"It's okay." Jin Linkun raised his arms following his movements, and checked the time on the phone, "There are still 10 minutes, sleep for a while."

Only then did Yu Sheng realize that it was his hands that covered his ears.

The air conditioner in the classroom was turned on a little cold, the temperature on the palms was obvious, and even the buckled ears were inexplicably hot.

Yu Sheng threw that hand back, rubbed his eyes and looked at the time: "Don't sleep."

Seven forty-five in the morning.

The game officially starts at 55:[-], and everyone has to take their seats at [-]:[-] to introduce the rules of the game and the players.

It was Yu Sheng who threatened to throw the buckets of water in the toilet out the window last night, finally forcing the two groups to bow their heads and compromise, and moved back the schedule for an hour.

Since the two of them got up early in that contest, they had not touched the fresh air at 45:[-] in the morning for a long time.

Jin Linkun's schedule is not the same, but fortunately, his sleep quality is much better than Yu Sheng's. When he has to get up early, he can make up for his sleep time by going to bed early.

He purposely went to bed an hour earlier last night, and now he is in good spirits, radiant: "Friend, are you going to stay up all night tonight? I stayed up an hour less last night, and I feel that I have lost at least half a day..."

Yu Sheng just wanted to go back to the dormitory to sleep, so he yawned: "It doesn't work, I'm sleepy."

Jin Linkun couldn't help smiling, and helped him clear the Rubik's Cube exercise books piled up on the table, lest he bump into them in a daze: "Okay, then go back to sleep."

Yu Sheng hummed vaguely, propped his arms on the edge of the table, and broke free from the sleepiness little by little.

He hadn't woken up yet, his shoulders drooped slightly, his forehead hair hung down on his eyelashes, and he looked a little softer than usual for some reason.

Jin Linkun looked at him, and his chest suddenly stopped for no reason.

He couldn't help raising his hand. Considering that he still needs to use a pen to write Sudoku later, he didn't touch it: "May I get you a bottle of water?"

Yu Sheng shook his head and got up: "I'm going to wash my face."

I don't know if it's because the repressed learning enthusiasm has nowhere to release, and the whole game looks very formal.

Yu Sheng walked all the way, and the video and computer screencast live broadcast were all ready, and there was even a red carpet under the opposite camera on the stage.

Mineral water and guest name tags were placed on the tables in the first row, and several teachers in charge of the summer camp were invited as judges.

Lao Wan was a special guest of the summer camp, and was originally on the invitation list.But because there were seven groups participating, Smiley waved his hands to avoid suspicion, and sat with a group of students in the seat of the relatives and friends who were in charge of cheering, trying to find out from a group of young students who kept secrets what the competition was about Than.

The group leader of the seventh group had to be busy everywhere, and the deputy group leader Kong Jiahe sat next to Lao Wan, with his mouth tightly closed as if death was at home, his eyes closed and his head shaking no matter what was asked, tenaciously shouldering the high expectations of the entire group seven.

Yu Sheng was half asleep and half awake, and simply responded to the warm greetings and cheers, walked through the crowd, opened the door, and went out to find the bathroom.

Jin Linkun was not in a hurry to get on stage, so he stayed in his seat, casually flipped through a few pages of Sudoku, and calmed down for a while.

I don't know if it's because today's roommate looks particularly soft, he is a little out of shape today, he doesn't have much thought in a few blanks, and Yu Sheng's thick eyelashes are still hanging down in his mind.

Considering that a group is waiting for them to win, at least two out of three games, this state seems inappropriate.

Jin Linkun put down the Sudoku puzzle, picked up his phone and flipped through it, preparing to divert his attention.

As the game approached, the forum was extremely lively.

Because of the existence of enthusiastic passers-by who sneaked in to broadcast Reuters live at close range, several new posts have become popular, and the popularity has been rising, reaching the top few rows in a blink of an eye.

[Live] Take you to experience at close range, the imposing duel between masters

[Popular Science] Science Popularization of Rubik's Cube Method / Science Popularization of Rubik's Cube Formula / Sudoku Law and Various Variations

[Popular Science] 0.6 seconds, quadruple elimination, blind typing, do you really understand Tetris?

[Watering] Ah, mom Yu Sheng is so cute, I really want to rua his head! !

……

Jin Linkun clicked on a few posts randomly, and finally dispersed the inexplicable thoughts in his mind. He was about to exit when his eyes suddenly fell on the post with the only different painting style.

Clicking in, it turned out to be a few high-list reverse photos.

Although it was a candid shot, the angle and technique are surprisingly good.It happened to be when Yu Sheng just woke up from sleep, and it was so clear that he could almost see the mist in the boy's eyes.

Scrolling down further, I have already swiped several pages of replies.

—I sat too far back on the day of the convention!Didn't see clearly!The boss who beat Kunshen with one hand is so cute! ! ?

— This little bangs, these eyelashes, oh my god, and tiger teeth...

—I heard that he is super skilled and can climb over walls! ! !

—Unfortunately, compared with Kunshen, he is a little shorter QAQ

— not short!It's exactly half a head taller than me, which is very suitable for hugging and kissing!

— Wake up, they are here to compete!This time their group heard that it was a bit dangerous, so they suddenly became worried...

—I feel like this is the appearance that you will cry if you lose!Shall we do something? ?

……

Scrolling down further, a group of pink braided heads were already discussing the contingency plans that could be adopted in case the seventh group regretfully loses.

From delivering water, from flowers, to sending small cards for comfort, to giving out-of-print exercise books as gifts in the dormitory at night, the ideas are layer by layer, and the ideas are dazzling.

In a word, as long as the seventh group loses this game, a group of loving little girls will probably surround them, fully expressing the kindness and concern between people.

Jin Linkun put down his phone.

The leader of the seventh group checked the time and came over cautiously: "God Kun..."

Jin Linkun raised his head and said very kindly, "I'm going to play right away."

Jin Linkun got up: "Come on for the game."

"..."

The leader of the seventh group was planning to persuade him again, but he watched him get up suddenly, a little dazed, and subconsciously took a few steps back: "Come on, come on."

Jin Linkun stepped onto the stage with the hem of his clothes breezy.

Twisting the Rubik's Cube is the second item. Liang Yifan sat in the middle seat early on, reciting the formulas in his head, and offering nine Rubik's Cubes for the competition devoutly in front of him.

Jin Linkun came to the stage, passed in front of him, and tapped his desktop lightly with his fingers.

Liang Yifan stared blankly, raised his head in a daze: "...?"

"Sudoku is relatively simple. I'll twist it while I'm doing it. You can help Brother Sheng play Tetris."

Jin Linkun smiled kindly at him: "Fight for three clean games, come on."

Liang Yifan: "..."

After Yu Sheng washed his face twice, most of the drowsiness finally dissipated.

Last night, he was going to find some motivation for Jin Linkun, but he lost his motivation. He played Tetris for half a class with inertia, and then he heard about the crazy decision to play at [-] o'clock in the morning.

Under the direct threat of reality, the two groups fought for half the night, and finally moved the time back by an hour, and it became the start of the game at eight o'clock.

The day just started at [-] o'clock in the morning, which is already the limit that the top students can compromise on their work and rest.

Yu Sheng originally planned to go to bed early, but his brain was not very obedient, and the messy small square picture was active until the early morning before being pressed down by sleepiness.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning when I finally fell asleep. I don't know if I was too tired, but I missed the first alarm.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Jin Linkun was standing beside his bed, trying to help him turn off the second alarm clock very intimately.

……

The cold water hit the face, and the whole person became more energetic.

Yu Sheng took a deep breath, wiped the water off his face, went to the door and took out two absorbent papers.

The door was ajar, and there were faint voices from outside.

The few people in the second group who appeared this time were standing outside, talking in low voices.

It was not easy for Yu Sheng to recognize these people as those in the second group.

In a game like this, it's enough to be sure of winning.There were many matches in the past, and he was always only in charge of playing, and he was really not interested in knowing the opponent's information and gossip.

But the seven groups of people insisted on working hard to achieve every detail.

Under the leadership of the group leader Ding Zhengjiao, they spent half a night in self-study to analyze the hobbies, horoscopes, blood types, and birth dates of the three people facing each other.

Yu Sheng was shocked by this mix-and-match superstitious style at that time.

So much so that before he even had time to refuse, he was directly brainwashed by the detailed octagonal analysis diagram on the projection screen.

Being brainwashed is also useful. He at least recognized the three people outside the door, and even almost distinguished who these three people were.

Yu Sheng threw the soaked tissue into the trash can, and was about to take out another one, when the voice of Liang Yifan's high school classmate Shan Zhuo came in a little vaguely from outside the door.

"...What's so scary about Jin Linkun?"

Yu Sheng paused.

"Do you know why he dropped out of school? It's because they had someone who was as strong as him in that class. He was afraid of others, so he hid for a year later."

"Their teacher can't stop them... He's just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the hard. After winning a few awards, he's blown away."

"Maybe how did you get the prizes in those competitions? If you really have the ability, you still have to suspend school? Can't you just recommend it?"

"The seventh group thinks how good he is? Their group can't win with him. Once you suppress him in terms of speed, it won't take long for his mentality to collapse."

……

Shan Zhuo said in a low voice, with a disdainful tone: "You still look good, it seems so awesome..."

Before he finished speaking, the door behind him was suddenly pushed open.

Shan Zhuo was taken aback, turned around and scolded angrily: "Slow down! What if you bump into someone—"

Shan Zhuo paused, looked carefully at the person who came out of the bathroom, and frowned: "Yu Sheng...?"

When they reach their level, they will take the initiative to remember people of the same level.

Although Shan Zhuo has already got the recommendation quota, he still wants to win a few more national awards, so as to increase his power to negotiate conditions with the school at that time.

This time, an unknown newcomer suddenly appeared in the summer camp, and he won the No.2 alongside Jin Linkun in one fell swoop. On the first day of the camp, he memorized the other person's appearance and name.

Still didn't know his details, and didn't know how much he had heard, so Shan Zhuo didn't dare to speak rashly, and took a step back.

Yu Sheng stood at the door, clutching a tissue, wiped the water off his hands, and looked up.

Shan Zhuo's eyes shrank unconsciously.

……

No matter how you say it, Yu Sheng and Jin Linkun are tied for second place, and there was another fight on stage that day, which is an indisputable fact.

This kind of fierce competition, the relationship between each other should not be too good no matter what.

Shan Zhuo thought about it carefully for a while before he heaved a sigh of relief, put on a smile and stretched out his hand to him: "Get to know me, my name is Shan Zhuo, Provincial No. 1 Middle School, I have been recommended to TOP[-]—"

Yu Sheng didn't listen at all, he kneaded the tissue in his hand, and interrupted casually: "Kun is amazing."

Shan Zhuo was taken aback.

He froze for a few seconds before realizing that Yu Sheng was replying to what he had said before. He opened his mouth and couldn't organize the words immediately.

Raising his head, his eyes met, and an inexplicable fear suddenly appeared.

The boy in front of him didn't seem like a good student no matter what.

Although he looked good-looking, the coldness in those eyes was very distinct.

The edges and corners that have not had time to sharpen are filled by You Qi's sharp breath, which is still so vivid that it makes people instinctively daunting.

Shan Zhuo didn't know his details, so he didn't dare to provoke him rashly, swallowed his saliva, and subconsciously took half a step back.

Yu Sheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, rubbed his neck, and glanced at him: "You also play Tetris?"

Shan Zhuo was still a little frightened, paused, and subconsciously said: "Yes...we have already made a decision, and we will not change it."

"No need to change, start directly from level 18, and cut the screen mask after line 130."

Yu Sheng licked his canine teeth, and smiled at him: "Hold on a little longer, or you'll lose your mind if you don't come up."

Shan Zhuo had participated in the Tetris game before, knew what he was talking about, and his face turned pale unconsciously: "Yu—Student Yu, wait a minute—"

Yu Sheng ignored him, turned around and went back to the activity room.

After a little delay outside, the host has already started to look for players to be seated.

Jin Linkun leaned back in the chair, there was a pile of Rubik's cubes in front of him for some unknown reason, and he was moving his wrists and fingers in a leisurely manner.

Seeing him coming in, the eyes behind the lens slightly bent down.

Yu Sheng wanted to say something to him, but it was undoubtedly not now, so he suppressed the churning thoughts and walked to the edge of his seat.

Liang Yifan had been staring at him in a daze all morning, but now he was still sitting in his seat.

Yu Sheng frowned, pulled away the chair, and tapped on the table.

Liang Yifan's eyes were blank: "...?"

"Three games must be won, I will play Tetris."

Yu Sheng pulled away the chair, and said bluntly, "Stop dawdling, take a pen and go to God Kun. He said you fill it in, and help him turn Sudoku."

Liang Yifan: "..."