Don't Talk To Me!

With Xia Junhua's solemn thanks for the competition lectures on the weekend, most of the seven groups helped to sit in the auditorium for the legendary competition simulation secret volume.

Lao Wan also put on a peaked cap and the most energetic shirt seriously, and sat among a group of students.

"Extremely handsome."

Cen Rui's head teacher didn't even let him bring his mobile phone. He really liked Lao Wan and praised him earnestly: "Teacher Wan, how long have you been sitting here like this, they won't be able to find out that there is a traitor among the students."

Lao Wan was a little embarrassed by the praise, smiled and waved his hands, then leaned over a little, and asked a few contestants about the situation of the competition.

The person who came to give the lecture was a well-known competition training teacher in the province, named Zhang Shenghang, with thinner hair than Lao Wan. He was in his forties, and he seemed to be able to talk about everything for a day.

This lecture is mainly for prospective high school seniors who are willing to pass the competition. In addition to the teachers, there are also a few senior high school graduates who have already signed contracts.

"Hangyu is very famous. A lot of people who engage in competitions have followed them for training. They have also held summer camps and won a lot of national awards."

Xia Junhua's eyes shined brightly: "I heard that they are very accurate in betting the questions, practice a few more sets of questions, and fight for the preliminary round in August, which can be regarded as an account for the past two years."

For the contestants, the third year of high school is the last fight.If you still can't get the recommended contract, you will immediately turn your focus back to the college entrance examination, which is even more stressful than ordinary students.

As usual, Yu Sheng sat near the door, flipped through two pages of the book, and just touched the phone when the light was lightly blocked by a figure.

Looking up, Jin Linkun picked up his things in his pocket, and his body was still covered with the bright summer heat outside. His eyes behind the glasses were bent towards him: "Wait in a hurry?"

Yu Sheng glanced at him and looked down at the book: "I thought you got lost in a certain corner of the campus and couldn't get back."

Today, he was going to help collect the head, so Yu Sheng got up early to practice the piano, came out of the piano room, received a text message from him and didn't see anyone again.

He felt that the tone of the news was not right, and he was inexplicably worried. He sent several messages in the past, but the other side just told him not to worry, and made an appointment to meet in the auditorium.

As a result, I haven't seen anyone until now.

Yu Sheng flipped through two pages of the book, let him in and sat down sideways, and watched him take out snacks one by one from the bag: "Are you here to watch a movie?"

"This kind of lecture can't be finished in three hours, and it must be delayed until noon."

Jin Linkun was very experienced. He unbuttoned his neckline with one hand to breathe, and put the last box of yogurt in his arms: "I'll find you something to eat, and go out to eat when it's over."

The lecture time is at ten o'clock in the morning, and you have to stay until the end to get the simulation paper.Yu Sheng got up early in the morning to practice the piano, and had already had breakfast for four or five hours. If he sat like this until noon, he would inevitably feel hungry again and have a stomachache.

Yu Sheng looked at the bag of cartoon finger biscuits handed over: "... When did you become an adult?"

"Six months ago, on December 12th." Jin Linkun skillfully tore open the package and answered very accurately, "Ten months older than you."

"..." Yu Sheng looked at the biscuit he handed over, and was silent for a while, then took it and folded it into several pieces, and stuffed it into his mouth neatly while no one was watching.

After this man repaired the stool, he put Wangzai milk and bear biscuits in his dormitory. It might be true because he really likes Wangzai milk and bear biscuits.

Adult fart.

Yu Sheng was forced to take the yogurt that was handed over with the straw inserted, took two sips, and resolutely pushed back Jin Linkun's birth date by ten years, and recorded it on his phone.

After sitting for a while, the lecture started as scheduled.

The five major subject competitions are almost all about science, and the directions of mathematics, information, information and chemical engineering are different, so it is impossible to generalize.This lecture was mainly aimed at the contestants who were applying for the exam for the first time. The content of the lecture was too shallow, and the audience couldn't help but bow their heads and chat together after a while.

[Marachui loves me, I love Marachui: Lao Xia, are you still listening? 】

[Simulation paper Chong Chong Chong: Listen, I have been taking the exam for two years. If it weren't for the simulation paper, I wouldn't be here to listen. Don't forget to set a password when you sign up. 】

[Simulation volume Chong Chong Chong: I feel like I wasted a precious hour of the entire seven groups, and I will continue to waste it. 】

[No. 1 of Seven Groups: Don’t waste it, just learn extracurricular knowledge, you really worked hard. 】

[University N at four o'clock in the morning: It's okay, student Xia, I brought the exercise book, do you need headlights? 】

Xia Junhua put down his phone, looked up at Kong Jiahe who had a miniature miner's lamp on his head: "Why does the deputy team leader have a headlamp..."

"It's probably the backlash effect of the small table lamp." Cen Rui followed and looked over there, "I'm actually a little bit tempted, ask the deputy team leader, is there a link?"

……

The news in the WeChat group jumped to 99+ in a short while, the lecturer on the stage was still talking, and occasionally made two jokes consciously and wittily, and the audience reluctantly responded with a burst of applause.

The link of Kong Jiahe's headlight of the same model was quickly posted to the group. Cen Rui was excitedly copying and searching, when he heard a burst of applause and quickly raised his head: "What's wrong? He made a big move?"

"No, I just started talking about examples from previous years. Everyone loves to listen to gossip."

Xia Junhua has listened to many competition lectures, and has long since lost interest in such stories: "It's nothing more than who was defeated by one point, who was lucky enough to sign a contract because of a transfer, or it's a lesson learned from the past. It's useless..."

His experience is obviously very reliable, and as soon as he finished speaking, the voice of the lecturer on the stage rang out: "The mistakes of the past are the lessons of the past, and the following example should be paid special attention to, and you must not make similar mistakes. "

This kind of opening is always attractive, and the students in the audience who were already a little distracted also sat up straight and raised their heads.

The lecturer was very satisfied, knocked on the microphone, and walked up and down a few steps vigorously: "Actually, it was a year ago, the final of the mathematics competition, the winter camp in December-early December. Some mathematics students may know that the strict Check out the cheating situation before the exam, and in our province, we actually caught a fish that slipped through the net."

Yu Sheng was looking down at the book when he vaguely heard this sentence, subconsciously frowned, and looked up at the stage.

"The original paper is full of papers, and it is filled with answers before the exam starts."

The lecturer's tone became serious: "In the provincial finals, everyone can think about how serious cheating this is - fortunately, the student who caused the accident finally confessed voluntarily, otherwise the other students in his group will face being disqualified from the winter camp punishment."

The lecturer looked to the side of the stage and motioned to a boy who was brought over to introduce his experience: "Yan Zhi, do you still remember this?"

The boy whose name was called by him looked very nervous, and he shook his head before looking up, stuttering: "Remember, remember."

The lecturer nodded in satisfaction: "So, students must pay attention to precautions! The pressure of the competition is no less than that of the college entrance examination. Even the one who studies the best and the most relaxed in your heart may do something shameful in private."

"Student Yan Zhi was almost implicated back then—it was because he didn't see the paper, what if he did? What if the cheater was beaten to death and refused to admit it? All of them will be disqualified and punished."

The lecturer's voice was very loud, and the horns were buzzing continuously: "Before the competition, you must protect yourself. If you find cheating around you, you should report it immediately. Only in this way can you avoid being implicated innocently. ... Yan Zhi, tell me about the situation at that time in detail."

The boy named Yan Zhi turned pale again, instinctively glanced down the stage, and then quickly looked away.

His legs were trembling a little, he took the microphone and walked to the center of the stage, swallowed his saliva, lowered his head: "Yes, it was December last year..."

The more Xia Junhua listened, the more he felt something was wrong, so he frowned. The WeChat on his phone suddenly vibrated twice, and a new message popped up in the group seven chat group.

[Jin Linkun: @夏俊华. I have something to do. I'll make up the mock questions for you. 】

[Simulation scroll Chong Chong Chong: No need, God Kun!What is said here is a mess, there is a hammer here and a mallet here, there is no dry goods at all! 】

[Simulation volume Chong Chong Chong: You can leave as you want, really!I fucking want to leave...]

Xia Junhua quickly tapped on the keyboard of his mobile phone, and before he finished sending the message, Jin Linkun had already stood up.

Yu Sheng frowned and looked up at him.

"It's okay." Jin Linkun lowered his head and smiled at him, "Go out and wait for you, tell me what you want for lunch."

His expression was very calm, but the depths of his eyes behind the glasses were so deep that he couldn't see to the bottom. He got out of the seat beside Yu Sheng and walked straight to the back door.

On the stage, the microphone in Yan Zhi's hand shook, and he blurted out: "Brother Kun—"

Jin Linkun didn't seem to hear, he opened the door and left the auditorium.

The lecturer was a little dazed at first, but when he heard Yan Zhi call out, he suddenly got on the number and lowered his voice: "That's him? Why is he here too..."

At the beginning, there was a lot of trouble about the students cheating. Everyone thought that the students involved had been expelled. They never expected that the key provincial school in City A would actually keep their student status, and even send them to the next class of prospective students safely. High school summer camp.

The voice on the stage was kept low, but there were loudspeakers after all, and many people could hear his words clearly.

Xia Junhua was a little flustered, swallowing his saliva: "What's going on? What does this have to do with God Kun?"

Cen Rui had been in the forum for quite a long time, and had seen a few plausible posts, so he thumped in his heart, and quickly connected: "Do you remember, the vice principal of N University..."

The information given on the stage was too obvious, outsiders might not be right, but people in the summer camp could not be wrong.

He quickly took out his phone, and sure enough, there were several new posts on the forum discussing whether Jin Linkun was repeated because of this incident.

Yan Zhi stood on the stage with a panicked look on his face. He squeezed the microphone and stammered, "We... participated in the winter camp, and our classmates took the test papers..."

"Fuck." Cen Rui had the quickest mind, and was the first to figure out what was going on, and stood up with a bang: "Fart——"

Before Ding Zhengjiao could react, he instinctively grabbed him: "What's wrong? Don't make trouble, Teacher Wan is here..."

"Is this fucking troublesome?"

Cen Rui usually has a very good temper, but at this time he couldn't help being angry, and threw his arm away: "Do you still believe it? Is God Kun useful?"

If it is a normal lecture, if you talk about arguing, you will quarrel. Today, Wan Yongming is here, and it will inevitably be difficult for Lao Wan to fight.

Cen Rui gritted his teeth and endured it, but still couldn't suppress the fire, he dropped something, turned around and walked out.

"What do you mean, these idiots—are pouring dirty water on God?"

Liang Yifan immediately came back to his senses, and almost laughed angrily: "It's fine to talk about others, is his brain growing up?"

A student from the outer group next to him didn't know what to do, and turned around to persuade him: "Keep your voice down, know people and face but don't know the heart, a lecture opportunity is rare..."

"Rare ass."

Ding Zhengjiao made an exception and swears, and stood up: "There are two battalions in our group tied for first place, and there are people who can talk about all the questions."

He usually behaves badly, but at this moment he stood up, left his things unpacked, turned around and walked out.

The incident happened so suddenly that several people didn't realize it, but Kong Jiahe was the first to pack up his things, and trotted after him without any doubt.

The students in the seven groups asked one by one, and quickly figured out what was going on, got up one by one, and followed them out the door.

Liang Yifan walked halfway, looked back at Yu Sheng who was still sitting steadily, and couldn't help going over to pull him: "Brother Sheng, these idiots are splashing dirty water to the limit, don't listen and walk away—— "

Yu Sheng didn't move, and looked up with his arms folded: "What am I going?"

Liang Yifan was startled, and hesitantly let go.

There was already commotion in the audience, Yu Sheng put down the things in his hand, stood up: "Yan Zhi?"

This time, the seven groups sat in the front as a whole, and his voice was neither high nor low, and it just reached the stage.

Yan Zhi's face turned pale in an instant, and he stopped talking when he stumbled, and retreated instinctively.

Yu Sheng was very calm: "Come down."

Probably because the coldness and cruelty on his body were too obvious, a small area around him fell silent, and a few students who were sitting close instinctively moved away.

"Is it seven groups? What's going on with the seven groups?"

The director of the summer camp who was in charge of organizing the lecture frowned, and saw Wan Yongming sitting next to him: "Teacher Wan, please restrain the students in your group! How can you be so disorganized and disciplined, it's just nonsense!"

Wan Yongming stood up with a good temper, nodded his head to indicate that he heard: "This is the restraint, I will go out to find them."

Seeing that even he had gone out, the director's face changed slightly with anger, and he stood up: "Mr. Wan! Teacher Wan——"

The audience lost control so badly that the only teacher who could manage things went out with the students.The director couldn't control it for a while, Yu Sheng had already passed through the stairs, pressed the rostrum with one hand, and turned up easily.

Yan Zhi trembled instinctively and backed away desperately: "I don't know you, me, you can't do anything, this is a provincial summer camp, you will be punished—"

Yu Sheng looked at him, and the corners of his lips twitched.

His eyes swept across the sidelines, and he recognized the tall and thin boy that Qin Xing had seen before.The other party was also obviously very guilty, met his gaze, turned around and ran down the stage, without a trace.

Yu Sheng ignored him, and turned his gaze back to Yan Zhi: "It's you?"

He didn't say much, but Yan Zhi somehow understood what he said.After suppressing the guilty conscience for more than half a year, I was afraid that madness would come up, and I desperately shook my head in denial: "No, no, I didn't do it, it wasn't me..."

Yu Sheng lowered his head and squeezed his right wrist: "Someday."

Yan Zhi was stunned, trembling and speechless, all he knew was to hide back.

Losing the patience to talk to him, Yu Sheng turned his head and looked at the lecturer who still hadn't reacted to the change: "Someday."

The lecturer didn't know the inside story, and was a little dazed, so he subconsciously replied: "Winter camp——December last year, December 12th..."

Yu Sheng nodded.

He walked towards Yan Zhi, lifted him up, and his eyes fell on him.

Just because of this rubbish.

Yan Zhi hadn't had a good night's sleep since the day of the finals, and now when he met Yu Sheng's eyes, he was almost terrified, struggling desperately to back away: "Listen—listen to my explanation, I'm already a third year in high school, no The achievement is going back to the college entrance examination... I have been studying competitions for two years, and I can't keep up."

He stuttered and spoke in a confused manner: "The school values ​​him, so it will definitely help him find a way. The school originally expected him to get the first place in the province. He wants the college entrance examination, so he doesn't ask for a recommendation..."

Yu Sheng punched him on the stomach.

Yan Zhi's face paled in an instant, and he lost his voice in pain for an instant, and was thrown on the ground by him, retching and struggling.

Yu Sheng was about to move forward when his arm was suddenly pulled gently.

He ignored it, and was about to throw it away and continue walking forward, but the hand holding him still didn't let go.

Already very familiar strength.

Yu Sheng frowned, turned around, and met Jin Linkun's gaze.

"It's all right." Jin Linkun pulled his wrist, "Stop fighting, let's go."

Yu Sheng asked back, "Are you okay?"

Jin Linkun paused, lowered his gaze, and raised the corner of his mouth.

Yu Sheng: "Did you take the paper?"

Most of the seven groups of students came back with them. Ding Zhengjiao was standing at the side door. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but took two steps forward, but Cen Rui held him back: "Calm down—calm down!"

"How can Brother Sheng ask such a question?" Ding Zhengjiao couldn't believe it, "He doesn't believe in God Kun? God Kun doesn't need to take any papers—"

Cen Rui pursed his lips, shook his head, and dragged him back forcefully.

Liang Yifan said in a low voice: "Brother Sheng believes in it, Brother Sheng believes it better than anyone else..."

On the stage, Yu Sheng's voice came through the microphone not far away, cold and clear: "Did you take the paper?"

Jin Linkun raised his head and met his gaze.

He tilted his head slightly, blinked his black eyes quietly behind the lens, and shook his head: "No."

Yu Sheng: "Why didn't you say it then?"

Jin Linkun knew what he was doing, so he stood quietly for a while: "Say it."

I said it, but because it was unanimously identified by everyone, it was useless.

The principal's letter, and the vice presidents of various universities who came to recruit students also believed that he had won countless awards. Everyone knew that he didn't need to take that paper, but there were handwriting witnesses, and the evidence was conclusive.

The evidence is conclusive, so it must be punished.

So even if the school worked hard and several vice-principals jointly sponsored him to keep his student status, he had to suspend the exam for a year before he could retake the college entrance exam.

Yu Sheng lowered his head and wanted to carry Yan Zhi who was paralyzed on the ground, but Jin Linkun hugged him with one hand: "Yu Sheng."

When his chest and shoulders bumped together lightly, he realized that Yu Sheng's heart was beating extremely fast.

"...Because of this rubbish."

Yu Sheng's voice was hoarse, and he held his arm hard, trying to tear him away: "You have been delayed for a year because of such rubbish—"

"Yu Sheng."

Jin Linkun turned in front of him, raised his arms to hug him, and held the hostile young man tightly in his arms.

The body of the person hugged by him was cold, his rapid breathing hit his neck, his heart beat fiercely through his chest, and landed on his chest unreservedly.

Jin Linkun closed his eyes, patted Yu Sheng on the back twice, and said softly, "There is no delay."

He lowered his head and hugged him into his arms: "I met you."