Don't Talk To Me!

Running all the way, before 07:30, Yu Sheng finally crashed into his examination room.

As soon as his butt touched the chair, the closing bell rang loudly.

A close call.

The elevator was too slow, and Yu Sheng sprinted up to the seventh floor in the last minute. At this moment, his lungs still smelled of blood.He wiped the sweat off his forehead casually, and slumped on the chair to regain his blood and refresh himself.

After taking a test, he had the effect of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. He said that he didn't like studying, but he almost didn't believe it.

"Brother Sheng, Brother Sheng!"

A head poked out from the seat next door, and a familiar loud voice came over excitedly: "Are you really here? I thought you were not afraid to send text messages to parents at your level..."

Yu Sheng regained his breath and was taking off his sweaty school uniform jacket when he heard this and raised his eyelids: "Duan Lei, what level am I?"

After being named, the loud voice immediately realized.He raised his hand and made a cross on his mouth, and changed his words with a smile: "No one, no one—our Brother Sheng, who doesn't know? Absolutely abide by the rules and discipline, unite with classmates, don't fight or fight, sunny, cheerful and helpful..."

The more he talked, the more he got lost, Yu Sheng couldn't listen anymore, rubbed his temples: "Okay, if you make up too much, it will be fake."

Duan Lei responded with a playful smile, and took advantage of the invigilator not paying attention, slipped over and continued to chatter beside him.

Yu Sheng put his school uniform on the back of the chair, turned his hand to touch the apple, and kicked the swivel chair under his buttocks: "There is surveillance, don't be shy."

The monitor in the computer room is not a decoration, the school just spent tens of thousands of dollars to replace it, and it is said that it can even read clearly what is written on the paper.

What the crazy guys in the Education Department like to do most is to turn on surveillance to catch people every time they practice playing games on the computer, and read out their names and game IDs through the loudspeaker of the whole school Unicom.

Under this kind of shameful control, the atmosphere in the computer room is thriving every time, and all the students in the entire No. [-] Middle School have mastered all the mini-games of Kingsoft Typing.

Duan Lei shrunk his neck, finally calmed down, retracted into the camera seat, and raced against the clock to do the last bit of daily tasks before confiscating the phone.

There are nine joint exams, one hour for each subject, and a whole day to take the exam after the lunch break.Early submission is allowed, but the earliest submission time is also limited to [-]:[-] noon.

Not being able to touch mobile phones for a morning is already a very cruel punishment for these Internet addicted teenagers.

Yu Sheng was not interested in mobile phones, so he turned on the phone while yawning, and went back to touch the pocket of his school uniform.

He didn't eat anything all morning, so he was really hungry right now. There were only a few mouthfuls of soy milk in his stomach, and he felt empty and painful.

An apple is not very hungry, it is better than nothing.

Now I can't go out, so I can only hand in the papers at noon, and then go out to find somewhere to fill my stomach.

Yu Sheng was thinking about today's lunch, and just put his hand in his pocket, and suddenly stopped.

The apple was gone, and half a pancake wrapped in a plastic bag was in my pocket at some point.

It's almost cold, and it's softened by the steam, and you can still feel the rich cult fillings from the cross section.

……

No wonder he felt that kicking felt a little different when he ran up.

Holding the pancake, Yu Sheng's Adam's apple twitched indistinctly among the students who were reciting books and frantically playing with their phones.

It wasn't obvious when I didn't notice it, but now when I notice it, I feel as if there is a faint scent of food that I can't ignore.

Yu Sheng took a deep breath, and finally fought for a while, finally, under the urging of his stomach that was getting more and more painful, he took out the half pancake without any trace, peeled off the plastic bag and took a bite.

I don't know if it's because I'm so hungry, but the pancake tastes surprisingly good even though it's cold.

The crunch is a bit soft, the sausage is still warm, and the fish tofu is quite tenacious.

It did include chicken chops.

Not wanting to admit at all that he had lost his position after years of perseverance, Yu Sheng bit his pancake sullenly, and attributed all the wavering to his hunger, ready to make a quick decision to eliminate the physical evidence.

Duan Lei poked his head over from the next door again, making a big fuss: "Brother Sheng, you actually ate pancakes with ingredients - didn't you keep saying that pancakes are cults except for the crispy fruit?!"

Yu Sheng: "..."

Yu Sheng stuffed the last bite of pancake into his mouth, rubbed his wrist and raised his head calmly, considering whether to destroy the witnesses as well.

Duan Lei flinched, and immediately faltered: "No, I didn't see anything."

Yu Sheng turned back expressionlessly, kneaded the plastic bag into a ball, and raised his wrist.

The plastic bag leaped over the empty back row, drew a graceful arc, and fell into the trash can in the corner without missing a beat.

Duan Lei held the venue and applauded: "Okay, so handsome."

Yu Sheng was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he glanced at him, leaned back in the seat and closed his eyes to catch up on sleep.

Last night, he was pissed off by Bai Yin, who was suspected of being a power leveling agent. He played games for half the night, and when he got up early, he was a little bit more energetic. Now that he has food in his stomach, his sleepiness has returned.

The chairs in the computer room are much more advanced than those in the classroom, and they are comfortable to sleep on.Yu Sheng closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair to doze off. When he was shaken awake again, the preparatory bell for the exam had already rung.

The invigilator asked to put schoolbags and items unrelated to the exam in the temporary storage, which was checked next to the desk and under the desk.

Duan Lei was carrying his schoolbag and was about to put it away. He stood beside him and shook his shoulders: "Brother Sheng, do you have anything? I'll take it there for you."

Yu Sheng yawned and shook his head: "I didn't bring it, you—"

The voice fell, and the invigilator's strict voice sounded: "The coat is also counted, and it has to be put in the front. Move faster!"

"Put the jacket on too?" Duan Lei's eyes widened in surprise, "What's the point? If I can't, I'm afraid of the cold—"

As soon as he said a word, Yu Sheng raised his arm and touched him, and subconsciously closed his mouth.

Yu Sheng stood up on the chair and glanced into the examination room.

He was a little aware of it when he first came in, but now it's even more obvious when he looks at it this way.

There is also a possibility of sub-examination rooms. In this examination room, [-]% of them are students from the provincial key exams. There are only a few students from the third middle school here and there.

Yu Sheng has seen the strict posture of the provincial key examinations, eager to be searched. The students of No. [-] Middle School have a bad reputation, and they are undoubtedly the ones who should be paid attention to in this kind of examination room.

The air conditioner was turned on just right, and there was really no need to wear a coat. It was just a morning, and there was no need to cause so many troubles.

Yu Sheng's body became stiff after sleeping for a while, and he just wanted to move around.Picking up the school uniform and standing up, he turned around with Duan Lei in his arms: "Let's go, lead the way."

Duan Lei opened his mouth, but retreated discouragedly, he worked hard to guide the old man, and led Yu Sheng, who was still sleepy, to the place where he kept his things.

"Brother Sheng, I really can't figure it out..."

With a little effort, he pushed away the piles of textbooks, put his schoolbag on it, and turned his head to pick up the school uniform in Yu Sheng's hand: "You said your family conditions are so good, we didn't get this kind of treatment in our dreams, why are you so obedient?" ah?"

Although he was often taken out and punished for small problems such as sleeping in class, but compared to his strong record among the students, Yu Sheng was indeed very disciplined when he was mixed with a group of rebellious students. that's it.

He complied with the rules and regulations to the point that he had to cooperate with his old man's request even for a fight, and he had to finish the fight before the entrance guard, otherwise he would be thrown to the ground one by one by Brother Sheng, who had to go back to the dormitory on time, and forcefully end the fight unilaterally.

Among the rebellious teenagers in the second grade who still adhere to the belief of "going against the school teacher", Yu Sheng's painting style is simply out of place, and he was expelled from various small groups because of this problem.But it won't be long before he will be beaten back by him again and again, and he will sit on the front line of problematic teenagers again.

Unexpectedly, he would ask this suddenly, Yu Sheng was slightly surprised, and raised his eyebrows: "My family's conditions are good?"

"Yes, we all envy you."

Duan Lei was a little discouraged: "My family is so rich, and your parents don't care about you. I dream of getting this kind of treatment, but unfortunately, if my parents see that I don't study hard, they will definitely beat me to death..."

Yu Sheng opened his mouth and smiled.

The family has money, regardless of his parents, his treatment seems to be good enough.

Nothing to be dissatisfied with.

"Isn't that a way for you to survive?"

Yu Sheng swallowed back what he was going to say, rubbed his forehead lazily, and passed the clothes over: "Otherwise next time I'll stay with you in the office, and there won't even be a lunch delivery man to visit the prison at noon?"

Duan Lei froze.

The picture is simply too horrific, even just thinking about it is scary.

Duan Lei was enlightened, shook his head desperately, took his clothes with both hands and put them on the schoolbag: "No, no, that day is really impossible. Brother Sheng, you should be more obedient, you are our only hope... ..."

Among them, only Yu Sheng has the talent of relying on face and obedience, and every time they get into trouble, he relies on Yu Sheng to take care of him outside.If Yu Sheng was dragged to mess with them, there would really be no one who sent fried chicken, beer, mahjong, and poker to the confinement room.

"Freedom is the most important thing."

Seeing that he was finally enlightened, Yu Sheng nodded in relief, and patted him on the shoulder, "For the sake of freedom, it doesn't matter if the process is rough."

Just like this exam.

Such a strict exam suddenly appeared, and it took so much trouble, it must be for the selection of something.

Once selected, it is impossible not to be stuffed into the ocean of knowledge.

"If you want to have fun during the summer vacation, don't do well in the exam."

As Yu Sheng walked, he generously taught him his experience: "Control a little score, as long as you can do business with your family. Shoot the first bird..."

Duan Lei followed him, nodding frequently in conviction.

The pre-examination bell rang.

Yu Sheng returned to his seat, opened the keyboard, clicked on the question bank according to the exam instructions, and chose A all the way down.

If you can’t, just choose C. According to the teacher’s habit of putting the most unlikely answer first, the winning rate of choosing A can be even lower.

Yu Sheng searched for the submit option, pressed Enter, and a dialog box popped up suddenly.

It was the first time to use this kind of question bank, Yu Sheng frowned, and carefully looked at the dialog box with cartoon style.

I don’t know what question bank would think of using a crow as a logo. The jet-black little crow shakes its head and opens and closes its mouth, inexplicably like some kind of malicious metaphor.

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