Don't Talk To Me!

With the strong evidence of the black shirt, Yu Sheng was identified as an innocent passing classmate without any suspense.

The people on the ground looked miserable, but in fact, Yu Sheng kept his hands modest and didn't really hurt anywhere, and he was relieved after lying down for a while.

The attendants were all pulled to support the situation, and the people who didn't want to stop had such awesome fighting power.At this moment, his mentality was almost collapsed, he was trembling desperately under Yu Sheng's friendly and concerned greeting, no one dared to tell the truth what was going on.

It didn't cause any serious consequences, at most it was a level of criticism and education.

The police have been used to it for a long time, and they skillfully picked up people one by one and threw them into the police car, preparing to take them back for serious ideological education.

The broom head was so angry that he clutched his wrists and cursed furiously. He was neatly shoved into the car and rushed to the police station to reflect, educate and write an inspection.

The messy situation cleared up in an instant.

Yu Sheng rubbed his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn't afraid to go to the police station to write the examination, but if he went to the police station, it would be a waste of time, and he would definitely miss the exam.

I don't know who came up with the ghost idea of ​​sending text messages to parents if they missed the exam.

The school will be closed in 7 minutes. Time is a little tight, and Yu Sheng has no time to delay, so he lifts his legs and goes straight to the back wall.

He had only taken two steps when he suddenly stopped, his steps reversed, and he folded cleanly.

The black shirt is still there.

Just behind him, holding the bag of cult pancakes in his right hand, and hanging on his shoulder with his left hand, before he could take a picture.

Yu Sheng glanced at him warily.

Although he wasn't wearing a school uniform, but at this age, in this kind of place, the other party was probably here for the exam.

He knew all the people in No. [-] Middle School. There was no No. [-] who deserved such a beating, but he didn't look like someone from a provincial key place.

When you enter the examination room, you will not be allowed to read the review materials. If you want to review, you have to squat at the door.There are a lot of students along the way, and the No. [-] Middle School and the provincial key points are very different. It is not difficult to tell from the weight of the schoolbag and the seriousness of the final sprint at the school gate.

The guy in front of him obviously didn't bring anything, not even buying a "must pass suit for every exam".

It seems that there is no such thing as a top student studying hard and making progress every day.

It's almost 07:30, and you have to miss at least one exam to enter through the front door.He wasn't even in a hurry because of this, he still stood leisurely and lazily, and kindly handed half of the pancake cut in half to Yu Sheng.

The unpleasant food aroma quickly filled the air.

Yu Sheng: "..."

You shouldn't skip eating when you go out in the morning.

I don't know if I can give him time to eat an apple later.

"Take it, I can't eat it either."

The black shirt handed him another half of the pancake, his voice was low and magnetic, as if he had swallowed a subwoofer: "Didn't they throw away that one just now?"

Yu Sheng was annoyed: "Passing by, I was scared off."

A little surprised that he was holding a grudge, the black shirt raised his eyebrows, couldn't hold back, and chuckled.

He looked like he deserved a beating at first, but when he laughed, this feeling of beating was due to Sheng's inexplicable peak.

... At least it was half a favor.

Yu Sheng has always been reasonable, he gritted his teeth and took a breath, brushed past the pancakes he was handed over, ignored him, and turned around straight away: "Follow."

He didn't know the person in front of him, and he didn't look familiar. He probably was a student from the provincial key point.Even their school attaches so much importance to this inexplicable unified examination, and the top students in the province's key points are late and absent from the examination, fearing that they will be hung up to light the sky lanterns.

The black shirt was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask any further questions. He raised his eyebrows and followed up as he said.

Yu Sheng climbed over the wall all the year round, and he was so proficient that he could enter the school with his eyes closed.He bypassed the monitoring with ease, bypassed two bulletin boards, and arrived at the gap where a railing spike was broken off.

The black shirt followed behind him and stood together.

Still in the unhurried posture just now, he approached very carefully, raised his head slightly to look at the piece, and saw that it was a gap caused by violence.

Yu Sheng tugged at his clothes: "Can you climb over walls?"

The black shirt blinked, followed the sound and lowered his head.

……

Mostly it takes a little effort.

There was not much time left for them, Yu Sheng glanced at his elegant glasses and shirt, too lazy to dawdle nonsense, took off his school uniform to measure the distance with his eyes, raised his hand and threw it up: "Take it, you are tall, give it a try!" Just go up."

Yu Sheng has practiced sports for several years. He can play basketball except for power forwards.

Without pausing, he pulled his sleeves down and tied them down. He stepped on the wall to borrow some strength, and his whole body skimmed over the railing neatly.

The fence wasn't too high, so Yu Sheng didn't delay, stretched and folded on the railing with one hand, and landed steadily.

The black shirt stood outside the wall, his gaze followed him all the time, his eyes quietly brightened.

Yu Sheng patted the ashes on his palm: "Have you learned?"

Before he could answer, Yu Sheng had already rolled up the school uniform and stuffed it into his hand through the crack of the railing: "Be quick, the school is going to be closed."

The young man's hands were thin and clean, with well-defined joints and long fingers, with slight blue veins showing when he exerted strength.

The black shirt's gaze stayed on that hand for a moment, then he raised his head and smiled at him: "I learned it."

His Adam's apple was obvious, rolling slightly as he spoke, going down, and hiding in the collar of his tightly buttoned shirt.

Yu Sheng frowned unconsciously.

bass.

It's so fucking good.

High school happened to be the watershed between before and after the voice change.Yu Sheng has to check every day to see if his voice has changed, but no matter how much he stays up late to barbecue and drink beer, he can't suppress the clear boyish tone in his voice. Every time he fights, he has to bring a few loud and rough voices to help him shout.

Be as shameless as you want.

Yu Sheng got angry just looking at someone who was tall and had a subwoofer.

The person he looked at to get angry obviously didn't have this self-knowledge, so he handed over the two pancakes through the railing, motioned for Yu Sheng to help carry them, and held the school uniform sleeves and rolled them a little on his arms.

Then he grabbed the railing with one hand, exerted strength with his arm, and easily did a pull-up, lifting himself up to the wall.

Unique.

Very unconventional.

Yu Sheng was amazed by his ingenious skill of climbing over the wall.

The black shirt looks thin, but it is obviously not weak at all. The arms are taut through the material, and the smooth muscle lines can be seen through the shirt.

Although the method he used was a bit peculiar, his movements were extremely smooth and precise.He didn't even touch the wall, but simply borrowed strength from the top, and he turned over, hanging with one hand, and beckoned at Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and raised his head. Before he could speak, his school uniform fell into his arms.

A hand fell on his shoulder.

The other party loosened the hand holding the railing, and lightly pressed on his shoulder, and there were already more people beside him.

Yu Sheng was inexplicably shocked: "Is the fence in the provincial demonstration electrified?"

The black shirt patted the ashes on his hands, and when he was about to thank him, he choked on him. He paused for a while, and still smiled with a good temper: "I'm used to it, and I can't change it."

He landed on Yu Sheng's shoulders, the two of them were a little too close, and the deep and clear voice fell in Sheng's ears, which made him tremble slightly.

Yu Sheng saw that he was ten times less pleasing than before.

Not planning to deal with this kind of person any more, Yu Sheng patted the hand on the shoulder and threw the pancake back into his hand: "Okay, Jin also came in, hurry up and take your test, don't squat at the door and cry when you are late .”

His examination room is on the third floor of the high school, which is a little far away from here. He has no time to talk nonsense here, so he rolled up his school uniform and walked away.

The black shirt raised his hand and grabbed him.

Yu Sheng took a breath, and Huo couldn't help jumping up, hissing: "Is there an end? What else—"

His mouth was suddenly covered tightly with one hand, and his whole body was also wrapped around his shoulders and arms, and he hid behind a thick tree together.

The director of the Education Department walked over with his hands behind his back, taking a slow pace.

Hearing some movement here, the director glanced up and saw nothing unusual, checked the road signs and isolation belts, and entered the teaching building through the back door.

Yu Sheng frowned, and looked up at the person in front of him.

The black shirt was surprisingly proficient in this set of movements. He covered his mouth with one hand, wrapped his shoulders and arms around him, and clasped his hand on the tree.

The fabric of the straight shirt was slightly cool, and a slight body temperature seeped through the fabric, sticking to the skin around Sheng's neck.

A little clean black tea aroma.

The black shirt waited for a while, then leaned out to sweep it.

"okay."

He let go of his hand, and shook his slender and cold fingers in front of Yu Sheng's eyes: "I'm in a hurry, I haven't had time to discuss it with you... Are you okay?"

Yu Sheng frowned, opened his hand, raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth vigorously.

I just want to take the exam on time, but I don't know where all these messes come from.

Yu Sheng felt that he and this exam might be a fate.

The black shirt didn't say any more, walked towards the isolation belt, lifted it high enough to surpass people with one hand, and turned back to wait for him.

This time the other party really did him a favor.

The director of the education department is a headache for everyone in No. [-] Middle School. If he sees someone climbing over the wall, he will be punished if he writes a check at least, which is extremely troublesome.

He was in a hurry to go to the examination room, and he didn't pay much attention to the surrounding situation. If he hadn't been pulled in time, he might have to go into the office to drink tea now.

People have helped me seriously, so I can't just say thank you.

Yu Sheng took a deep breath, decided to put aside his prejudices and talk to him, and walked over: "Thank you, I wish you the second place in the exam today."

Because it is inexplicably like a skill point in metaphysics, if you want to wish others well, you can only help the poor so precisely.

A good spirit does not have a bad spirit, it is actually useless to say such words.But if you say things like "I wish you success in the exam" and "I wish you a happy life", it is easy to turn into a reverse ridicule because of your insincere attitude, causing others to be unlucky in the whole exam, and life is as rough as on the spot. Lost dreams.

Yu Sheng didn't understand the world of a top student, but he only knew that if there were no accidents, the first place was probably because the legendary academic god didn't run away, and the second place in the exam was the best result.

"Second—" The black shirt raised his eyebrows, his eyes behind the lens curved slightly curiously, "Me?"

"correct."

Time was running out soon, and Yu Sheng didn't have time to explain to him, so he patted his clothes and hurried through the isolation belt to the teaching building.

"Otherwise can it still be me?"