Don't Talk To Me!

Jin Linkun actually made a lot of preparations.

For example, being slapped on the face by their children, or thrown out of the movie theater directly.

But after the popcorn was finished, Yu Sheng didn't move.

The palm was clean and slender, and the fingers were slightly bent unnaturally, stacked on his palm.

Then suddenly buckle over.

The attendance rate of the shows on weekdays is not high, they bought the last row specially, and the nearby seats except the corners are all empty, no one pays attention to them.

There was no warning about the breath coming over.

Jin Linkun's heartbeat was light and slow, and he only had time to raise his hand to hug him during the climax of the film.

The young man's shoulders were slightly tense, and his palm was a little colder than usual, with a slight tide, tightly clenched his hand.

Yu Sheng would be extremely nervous every time this happened, and the requirements were very strict. The person being kissed was even more nervous than him.

……

Jin Linkun felt that he could perfectly meet this requirement.

Every time the children of their family took the initiative to kiss him, he felt his heart beat so fast that it was about to fly.

The armrest in the middle couldn't be retracted, Jin Linkun moved his arm indistinctly, and propped up the somewhat uncomfortable armrest for him.

The leaning chest and shoulders were strong, and the heartbeat clearly passed through the chest and landed on his arms one after another.

The soundtrack of the movie gradually climaxes, and the changes of light and shadow become more and more intense.Yu Sheng pressed his lips and called him softly: "God Kun."

The young man's tone was serious, his usually clear voice was suppressed, leaving only a soft breath.

Jin Linkun unconsciously held his breath.

Yu Sheng tugged at the corner of his mouth, didn't continue talking, and pulled his cuff closer to him.

The movie theater was pitch black, and the projector was humming not far behind.

The light fell on the screen far away, reflecting the flying dust, casting a gentle path of light.

The boy's eyes were bright, facing the falling light, as if filled with a brilliant galaxy.

……

"This is a great development!"

Liang Yifan felt that the story was all right up to here, and was a little puzzled: "So why did the two of them watch that movie three times again?!"

"I couldn't hold on to the third brush, and I don't know what happened afterwards."

Cen Rui, who had just finished a round of preliminary exams recently, came here to escort the whole journey, and was sitting in the corner of the movie theater to deal with unexpected situations, holding his chin and thinking carefully: "The second brush is probably because when the two of them kissed, the scene Sheng I didn't see it."

Yu Sheng was very strict when watching movies. Either he didn't watch the whole movie carefully, and he couldn't leave a formed impression in his mind after watching it, or he had to watch the whole movie without missing a single scene.

Because the themes of the movies chosen by the two of them were not so suitable, Jin Linkun did not expect such an unexpected situation to happen.

……

But when the children are watching the movie seriously, the bright side faces outlined by the light and shadow are really beautiful.

It's so beautiful that people can't help but want to stick it up and kiss it.

Yu Sheng endured him for three rounds, and finally in the fourth round he neatly stuffed him on the massage chair in the waiting area outside the cinema, and bought a ticket to enter the cinema by himself.

Liang Yifan sighed: "It's utterly tragic."

Cen Rui: "Those who hear it are sad and those who see it cry."

Xia Junhua took notes: "So this story is telling us that if we want to fall in love, we should not disturb her throughout the whole process, and we can watch it together without stopping?"

"..."

The group video of the summer camp was quiet for a brief moment, Liang Yifan patted him on the shoulder through the screen, and nodded kindly: "Yes."

After watching movies until midnight, Yu Sheng made an exception the next day and lay down on the table to make up for two classes.

There is basically no loss of basic knowledge in his papers, and the teachers of all subjects acquiesce in what he should do.The always loud history teacher didn't pay attention to the volume, and was quietly raised by his own class representative, saying that the flu is prevalent recently. In order to protect the voices of the teachers of various subjects, everyone is willing to be quieter when listening to the class.

Under the escort of the entire seventh class of love, Yu Sheng slept through two classes smoothly.

Then when I got up to replenish milk biscuits during the break of the second period, I received the list of broadcasting exercises presented by the sports committee with both hands holding my breath.

……

"Look at it for me." The sports commissioner held his breath and gestured to others without any trace, "Inform me immediately if there is any danger to life."

After all, Yu Sheng's seat is next to the window. Although everyone is usually a good brother, the sports committee is still worried that his brother Sheng will suddenly transform and throw him out of the window with one hand like a schoolbag.

Class [-]'s complex emotions of admiration and awe for Sheng aroused the curiosity of many outsiders. The sports committee of the next class saw that the sports committee of Class [-] had started praying since morning exercise, and couldn't help asking him: "Don't you all like you all?" Big boss, why are you still so afraid of him?"

"It's different." The Sports Committee of Class Seven was very serious, "Do you love your father?"

The sports committee of the class next door was at a loss: "Love, does it matter?"

The seventh class sports committee patted him on the head: "Do you dare to let him wear a grass skirt on stage and twist his butt?"

The vivid metaphor immediately made a group of sports students excited with empathy, and invariably stayed away from the seventh class sports committee who seemed to have died young.

The squad leader gritted his teeth and asked for three days off, and the heavy burden fell on the sports committee.Stretching one's head and shrinking one's head is also a one-shot. After making a comprehensive account and arranging in detail the distribution of English workbooks and other property behind him, the sports committee finally plucked up the courage and handed over the registration form.

In the end, Brother Sheng didn't know whether he was asleep or woke up, but he didn't see clearly. He took the list and glanced at it, and said flatly, "Okay."

The sports commissioner was shocked instantly: "..."

Although you don’t need to dance in hula skirts or twist your buttocks in collar exercises, No. [-] Middle School is a school with a long history and a very weak sense of innovation. It cherishes traditions and does not keep pace with the times.

Up to now, the class bell is still harsh, the old-fashioned small hammer smashing the iron sheet, and the quiet school bell after school is still the kind of Sachs' "Going Home".

……

In other words, their radio exercises so far are still the well-known "The Times is Calling" that has dominated a generation.

As soon as you come up, you have to do actions like "the sea is full of water", including mysterious punches and kicks, air breaststroke and zombie jumps. You can't understand the set of "The Times is Calling" that composes people's mentality.

Although the original intention was to persuade Yu Sheng to agree to lead the exercise, the other party agreed too quickly, which made the sports committee a little overwhelmed: "Brother Sheng, have you seen it? The top row..."

"I see." Yu Sheng nodded, "I'll take the lead."

Sports Committee: "..."

"What should I do?" The boy next to him looked at Brother Sheng who was wearing a jacket that was obviously one size bigger, drinking milk and eating small biscuits, and put his arm on Duan Lei's shoulders a little worriedly, "I think our Brother Sheng seems to be It’s a little bit different than before.”

Duan Lei took off his glasses, took out a tissue and wiped them hastily, then put them back on: "Look carefully."

The boy became even more worried: "It's over, our brother Sheng seems to be very different from before."

In the end, it was Lao He who solved the confusion for the students.

The third class was the Chinese class. Lao He came 5 minutes early and found that the students were all gathered by the window, and they also moved over curiously with their computers.

Then I followed a group of people and listened for a while: "Student Yu Sheng, can you do our exercises?"

In the brief silence of the whole class seven, Yu Sheng put down the milk carton and shook his head.

When he first came to No. [-] Middle School, no one dared to do exercises with him, so he was given a weekly student quota who did not need to do exercises. The main job was to use the exercise time between classes to check the hygiene of each class.

Later, the class was reclassified, and the quota was not taken back, and it has been hanging in the education department.

Yu Sheng was too lazy to study carefully, and basically filled in the scores of 9.8 and 9.9 every week. During the break, he either caught up in the classroom or climbed over the wall to get some air.

In the past two years, he has never carefully looked at what the genuine version of the daily exercise between classes should look like.

Lao He had anticipated this situation, and turned on the computer without haste.

……

After watching the "Second Set of Radio Gymnastics for Middle School Students: The Times Calls the Mirror Demonstration Edition" that Lao He played for everyone during class time, the whole class was silent for a long time, watching them in fear as Brother Sheng held his forehead and made a sudden move with his bare hands. I pinched the 2B pencil of the painting card.

"It's a good quality to be brave."

Lao He added with a smile: "Student Yu Sheng has a strong sense of collective honor, and he stands up when the class needs it, which just fits the "Appointed when the army is defeated, and is ordered to be in danger" in "The List of Teachers"-here is the key point , remember, students, this article is a must-have for our exam..."

Watching helplessly as the head teacher skillfully demonstrated what it means to go up the house and take out the ladder, the students in class seven quickly lowered their heads, flipped through their notebooks, and buried their heads in hard memorization.

"To be honest." Yao Qiang couldn't help it, and lowered his voice to communicate with Duan Lei, "Although I do this exercise every day, I didn't expect to look so crazy..."

Duan Lei stared ahead and sat in an unusually standard manner: "Don't talk in class."

The two have always been good partners who secretly passed snacks in class, Yao Qiang was a little stunned: "When did you become so obedient?"

Life is at stake, Duan Lei looked cold and cold, and stood still: "Look to my left, and count how many pieces that pencil has broken into."

Yao Qiang: "..."

Only then did he realize what he was going to get, Yu Sheng sat by the window, the low pressure on his head hovered until the voluntary English tutor came to give the paper.

Jin Linkun roughly understood the situation, put down the lesson plan, and sat among the students: "Do I have to do this routine?"

"Not really, but no one knows anything else."

The sports committee rubbed the back of his head: "We've been doing this all the time... which one is the provincial demonstration? Can we learn it?"

Jin Linkun smiled apologetically: "Let's do exercises."

The topic once again reached an impasse.

There will be a sports meeting tomorrow, and no one is in the mood for tonight's evening self-study.The teachers had already returned to the office tacitly. Fortunately, the next few classes were not selected to perform radio exercises. They were playing movies and chatting loudly, creating an atmosphere for the next five-day sports meeting.

Sitting among his classmates, Jin Linkun finished watching the exercise demonstration video left by Yu Sheng and his head teacher.

"Isn't it funny?" Yao Qiang looked blankly at the substitute teacher who was still calm, "Could it be that we have imagined the nature of this exercise too seriously?"

The Sports Committee raised a glimmer of hope: "Maybe this is a hurdle. When we become mature adults, we won't think this exercise is too nonsense."

The school committee pushed the glasses: "Is this hurdle so closely related to age? Then, should we hurry up and grow up for a while, maybe we can accept this setting smoothly..."

Before these few people could discuss the results, Yu Sheng, who had been hovering in low pressure all afternoon, suddenly got up, and lifted the calm, mature and adult substitute teacher out of the classroom with one hand.

Yao Qiang rubbed his nose: "I just felt a burst of murderous intent scratching the tip of my nose."

"Strong and fierce wind." The representative of the history class put away his schoolbag, "At least it's time to transform."

The sports committee was a little worried: "Should we avoid it? Will this building cease to exist in a while?"

A muffled sound of scuffling came from the corridor, Duan Lei set up an awning, leaned on the edge of the table and looked out: "Thinking about it, our brother Sheng hasn't been softened by milk and biscuits..."

In the stairwell, Jin Linkun hugged his boyfriend who hadn't been softened by milk and biscuits, and stroked his back with his hands: "It's not funny, it's not funny, it's actually quite handsome."

Yu Sheng: "Then hold back your smile for three seconds."

"..." Jin Linkun: "Pfft."

Yu Sheng simply threw him out again.

"Friend, friend." Jin Linkun clenched one wrist with one hand, and pressed him against the wall in a half-circle. "There is still a turning point. We can find a more normal set of exercises to do..."

After all, the range of good friends in the summer camp covers the entire province, and I don't believe it, and I can't find a set of exercises that are a little more normal between classes.

Every time this person fights back, he is not serious, either relying on his height advantage to circle him against the wall, or relying on his strength to hold him tightly, but they are all close to each other, the subwoofer is soft There was a deep sound, and it drilled into people's ears involuntarily.

It's not that Yu Sheng can't leave him alone, but he also doesn't want to be thrown on his back here and stick his back against the wall: "What does it have to do with you?"

He was very stubborn, and he couldn't tell at all that he asked him if he wanted to come to the sports meeting before.

Jin Linkun held his wrist, raised his eyebrows slightly, and rubbed his temples with his head down: "Don't let the substitute teacher come to see?"

Yu Sheng pursed his lips: "For internal information, non-staff personnel are not allowed to enter."

The broadcasting exercise performance has been a traditional performance event over the years, and the teachers have never let go of this opportunity. Every time, the rostrum and the auditorium are packed to the brim, and some even hold up cameras and video recorders to show no mercy Let's continue to have a wonderful moment.

Otherwise, Lao He wouldn't have watched the excitement like this and fooled him into a leader.

Simply inhuman.

Now he gets a headache when he thinks about the movements of that exercise, but he still remembers it very clearly. With a little use of his brain, he can make up the picture of himself leading the exercise.

Yu Sheng took a deep breath, and seriously thought about whether to wear a mask or sunglasses, or both.

Jin Linkun lowered his gaze and smiled slightly.

The boy's tone was unusually cold, his ears were red, and the corners of his mouth were stretched into a straight line.

But even if he was so annoying, he didn't refuse to dance that stupid inter-class exercise with a group of people.

It makes people feel so soft even just looking at it.

Jin Linkun looked at him, raised the corners of his lips, and pressed them against Yu Sheng's forehead: "What about the family?"

Yu Sheng was a little unfamiliar with this word, frowned, and raised his head to meet his gaze.

"Family."

Jin Linkun circled him against the wall and put him close to the child's burning ears. His eyes behind the glasses were bent, and he asked earnestly, "Are you allowed to come in?"