Don't Talk To Me!

Yu Sheng maintained a sober aesthetic, and asked him to choose one from black, white and gray.

The styles of clothes brought by Lao Wan are too complicated, no matter how hard the science masters try, they can't make up a story with a unified style.

In the end, under Cen Rui's suggestion, it simply became a castle party with unknown background and unknown plot.

"Some people come in pumpkin wagons, some on bicycles, some on flying saucers."

Cen Rui was quick-witted and counted on his fingers: "The pumpkin carriage needs a driver, and at least two people are required to act as the pumpkin and the carriage, so three more people are arranged..."

"..." Xia Junhua couldn't listen anymore: "So the pumpkin carriage you mentioned is a carriage with pumpkins on it?"

The little clever Cen Rui didn't watch cartoons, so he nodded as a matter of course: "Of course, isn't Cinderella a pumpkin seller?"

……

Under the brainstorming of the seven groups of students, the discussion on the musical theater in stage mode moved forward at a very gratifying pace.

Yu Sheng couldn't see it, so he reached out to Cen Rui: "Give me the pen, and I'll write."

Cen Rui was overjoyed, quickly grabbed the pen and paper, and held it up to him.

"I felt the happiness of Lao Liang back then."

Seeing the two bosses sitting in front of the piano, discussing in low voices and dividing up the characters, Xia Junhua couldn't help feeling: "It's really cool, I'm about to fall in love with this feeling."

"Not necessarily." Liang Yifan looked inexplicably deep and mature since this morning, "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight."

Cen Rui didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Holding the phone, Liang Yifan was lonely and stubborn: "It means that if you enjoy the happiness of lying down, you have to bear the pressure that does not belong to your age."

"What pressure?"

Ding Zhengjiao didn't hear the previous article, and took the milk tea ordered by Lao Wan to share with everyone, and reminded by the way: "Shen Kun will give a lecture in the group tomorrow afternoon, from [-] to [-] o'clock, if you have any questions, prepare quickly, and if you don't add Kun God's friend, right?"

Liang Yifan: "..."

"Added it, added it!" Cen Rui was very active, "I added it a long time ago, does God Kun talk about everything!"

Ding Zhengjiao nodded: "All told, God Kun also plays C++, you can ask your letter questions."

Liang Yifan: "Wait a minute, are you sure—"

"What about liberal arts!" The boy next to him couldn't help but join in, "Can I also ask? I don't understand a few geography questions, and I still have some confusion about grammar..."

"Yes." Ding Zhengjiao asked clearly, "God Kun is studying with Brother Sheng, and they read the liberal arts questions together."

"..."

The lonely and stubborn Liang Yifan took out his mobile phone, clicked on the blacklist, and sent him a new friend request to Kunshen.

The theatrical performance was basically settled, it was still early, and everyone was discussing where to eat at noon.

In the end, it was decided that it would be better to hit the sun than to choose a date, or to go out for a meal with the whole seven groups.

Lao Wan was very interested and wanted to join.I offered to cover for everyone in the name of group activities, and skip the meaningless lecture before the evening self-study.

The seven groups of students held milk tea and bowed their heads to the naked temptation.

With Lao Wan present, the standard of the dinner party has increased a lot.

After the small hot pot, KTV, and Internet cafe boxes were rejected one by one, Liang Yifan suddenly had an inspiration and proposed to book a daily rental room.

"That kind of big room is usually in a high-end residential area. It has everything in it. You can cook, play and play games."

Very experienced in this kind of thing, Liang Yifan raised his hand and looked through his phone: "We can play for a long time, make lunch and dinner by ourselves, and come back before evening self-study."

"Yes." Cen Rui agreed, "There is only one week left in the summer camp, and we need to do more group activities before going back to our respective homes."

Xia Junhua didn't feel it at all, and was surprised when he mentioned it: "It's only been a week? I think we just got together—why are we going to break up?"

"I'll still keep in touch in the future, who said we're breaking up?"

Ding Zhengjiao disapproved of his statement: "We have a group with a phone number, and those who are recommended back will go to deliver meals to those who take the college entrance examination. Anyone who doesn't go will be trained together."

"What kind of distribution model is this, don't the contestants have a name?"

Cen Rui raised his hand in protest: "We apply to help the college entrance examination beating students! Grab a wandering one and beat one! 20 yuan for a sack, 50 yuan for drawing circles on the eyes with a black pen, and kick ass once for every ten yuan added... "

Everyone laughed together and made a fuss for a long time, and gathered around to pick a place again.

The number of people who chose the mahjong table and the VR immersive game was stalemate. Under the arrangement of the team leader Ding Zhengjiao, a fierce rock-paper-scissors was assigned to determine the final choice.

Yu Sheng didn't participate, and listened to the chaotic discussion with one ear, and he was still stuffing people into the characters one by one.

Time was tight and tasks were heavy, so Jin Linkun sat on the sidelines, helping to provide various ideas that would be rejected at any time, and by the way, he provided the roommates with red dates and white fungus tea with manually dissected dried dates.

Wan Yongming watched the seven groups of students guess Ding Ke for a while, and came to care about the two people: "Where are you going if you don't want to pick? Everyone seems to be fighting fiercely, and now it has become two out of three rounds."

"Anything is fine." Yu Sheng respected him very much, put down his pen and sat up, "I will go wherever they go, it's the same."

Jin Linkun didn't wait for Lao Wan to ask, he also smiled and replied, "Me too, I will go wherever he goes."

Lao Wan raised his brows, looked at the two boys for a while, smiled and nodded, and then went back to help out with ideas, so that everyone can directly turn two wins in three rounds into three wins in five rounds.

The intensified rock-paper-scissors battle was finally ended unexpectedly by the deputy leader, Kong Jiahe, who couldn't win any guesses.

He turned the page of the APP and found a daily rental house with both mahjong tables and VR immersive games.

"What do you mean you can go wherever I go?"

Yu Sheng had just roughly set up the characters, and hadn't refined the location yet, so he stuffed the pen and paper into his schoolbag: "Are you still planning to go to No. [-] Middle School with me?"

Slightly surprised by his roommate's unusually keen thinking, Jin Linkun coughed lightly and promised: "Just thinking about it, I will try my best to ensure the safety of the principal of your school."

Yu Sheng was still skeptical, glanced at him, put his jacket into his schoolbag, and zipped it up.

The things of the two of them had been packed together a long time ago, and Jin Linkun picked them up out of habit, while Yu Sheng still held on to the schoolbag belt.

Jin Linkun tugged a little bit, then lowered his head: "What's wrong?"

"At that time, it will be divided into arts and sciences, and there is no way to be in the same class."

Yu Sheng let go of his hand and gave him his schoolbag: "Don't mess around, your habit of answering questions has to be corrected seriously, it's not that you can pass the test quickly with your brain."

Jin Linkun was startled.

Originally, it wasn't the idea of ​​transferring to another school, but just teasing him casually, but Yu Sheng really took it to heart.

The thought of making a joke disappeared in an instant, Jin Linkun put down the things in his hands, and promised seriously: "I know, I will definitely prepare well."

He paused, then couldn't help but raised the corner of his lower lip, touched Yu Sheng's head, and rubbed it lightly: "Worried about me?"

"Worry about shit."

Yu Sheng knew that this person would climb up the pole if he said a few words, so he slapped that hand away without mercy, drank two sips of red date tea, and walked out in response to Ding Zhengjiao's call.

Jin Linkun was the last one with his schoolbag in his hand, his eyes could not help but bend, and he quickened his pace to catch up.

The daily rental houses are basically located near N University, and you don’t need transportation, you can go there by taking the 11th road.

In order to take care of Lao Wan, the seven groups of students did not choose to climb over the wall, and worked tirelessly to make a full circle around the gate.

A few hours away from noon, the hottest moment has not yet come up, the sun is bright, and the morning breeze circles around and hides under the tree, tenaciously guarding the last bit of coolness.

Everyone was in high spirits along the way, chatting with each other every sentence.

"To be honest, I feel particularly stressed when I think that I will be in the third year of high school when school starts."

Cen Rui walked under the shade of a tree with his schoolbag on his back, and couldn't help expressing his emotions: "If I didn't come here and enjoy the rare happiness while studying, I might be bald."

"Not at all." Xia Junhua patted his head, "You've already learned information competition, are you still afraid of going bald?"

"..."

Lao Wan was chatting patiently with a few girls who were under too much pressure. When he looked up, he saw that Cen Rui was chasing Xia Junhua, he was a little worried: "What happened, do you need us to persuade you?"

Liang Yifan immediately dissuaded: "No, no, they are running against the rising sun, commemorating their dying youth."

Lao Wan felt relieved again, and continued to chat with the little girl in a leisurely manner.

The physical strength of these two people is not very good. After commemorating the youth of almost 500 meters, they are already panting and unable to run, leaning on their knees one after the other, panting heavily.

The collective itinerary could not be delayed. Ding Zhengjiao found two boys responsibly, and continued to move forward regardless of their crying and howling.

Kong Jiahe walked with everyone for a while, then took the initiative to turn back to find Jin Linkun, and asked him to sign a classmate book.

"Student records?" Jin Linkun hadn't heard of this thing for many years, and carefully thought about the meaning of the combination of these three words, "Will you write it now?"

Kong Jiahe shook his head: "I haven't bought it yet. I just heard from classmate Cen that there is only one week left in the summer camp, and I am very sorry for everyone. Although we only met for a short period of more than a month, we have established a very deep friendship... "

He was busy helping Yu Sheng to make suggestions on the character design, and didn't pay attention to what the seven groups of people were talking about at that time. After listening to him, Jin Linkun figured out the previous topic: "Is this what we were talking about just now?"

Kong Jiahe nodded: "Student Jin, although there is still a gap in our strength, but—"

"Definitely write it, and put it in my bedroom later."

An idea popped up in Jin Linkun's mind, and he agreed: "I still have something to do, let's talk about it later."

After confirming that he would fill in the classmate list, Kong Jiahe felt relieved, continued to keep up with the big team, and worked hard to integrate into a new round of topics about exercising and combining work and rest.

Yu Sheng didn't walk with the crowd, but stayed at the end by himself. While walking, he lowered his head and pressed his cell phone, searching for references in the programs he participated in before.

Before he knew it, there was another familiar figure beside him.

Without looking up, Yu Sheng handed him the thermos, "Thirsty?"

Jin Linkun smiled and took the thermos cup he handed over.

In fact, he wasn't very thirsty, so he took the cup, but couldn't help but unscrew it and took a sip of water.

In fact, it's not very delicious tea. He always can't figure out how to brew it in the right proportion, and the process of removing the pits from red dates has always been bumpy.Yu Sheng strictly forbade him to dissect jujubes with a utility knife, and after confiscating his knife, he could only use an indestructible table knife for this work, and the dissected jujubes were as ugly as post-modern works of art.

I don't know why Yu Sheng drank it without changing his face every time.

Yu Sheng felt that he had something to say, so he deliberately didn't ask. After walking a few steps, the familiar opening words came from beside him: "Friend..."

Yu Sheng couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth: "Why?"

"You've just--"

Jin Linkun didn't know what to ask, he cleared his throat, and his Adam's apple moved: "Did you hear what they said?"

He was still thinking about how Yu Sheng suddenly took it seriously today, even though he usually joked about changing schools.

Thoughts are like bubbles rising from the bottom of the water, puffing out from the chest, one after another will explode, and small water splashes will be splashed.

Yu Sheng vaguely guessed what he was going to ask, frowned, and didn't intend to answer, and went to grab the cup in his hand.

The roots of the boy's ears were slightly red, and he didn't know whether it was from the heat or the sun.

Jin Linkun couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth more and more, tried to hide the water glass behind his back, and hugged him loosely with one hand: "I just heard from them that there is only one week left in the summer camp..."

There is only one week left, and the children can't help but start thinking about what to do in the future.

I also started to miss him.

……

I don't know if it would be inappropriate to just come to the door to apply for a tutor.

Anyway, Yu Sheng's house already had two pillows. Jin Linkun felt that he should have nothing to bring besides clothes, so he patted him on the back with a good temper: "Here, here, drink slowly."

"..." Yu Sheng looked at the corner of his mouth that was about to grin to the ear: "It's almost over, are you happy?"

Jin Linkun couldn't stop thinking: "Ah..."

……

The students in the entire seventh group were making a fuss, and it took a while for the two people in the back who suddenly started fighting to attract the attention of the people in front.

Brother Sheng hasn't beaten Kunshen for a while, Ding Zhengjiao was inexplicably worried, and poked his head to look: "What's going on later, what's Kunshen doing?"

Many people started to look back, and Lao Wan followed suit.

Teacher Wan is very experienced this time, so he didn't make any fuss at all, and smiled and waved his hands: "I know, it doesn't matter, they should be commemorating the youth that is about to pass away..."