Don't Talk To Me!

Jin Linkun: "..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

Yu Sheng: "Why are you moving back?"

In fact, this accident did not remember that Jin Linkun had already written it in the second part of the memorandum about being beaten.

Because the kid in their family suddenly remembered his own character set in the middle of the beating, and he slapped his hands slowly, and he quickly hugged him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed the milk froth from the corner of his lips.

"Not at all."

Jin Linkun looked down carefully, and touched the other lip again: "My boyfriend never hits me, and he hits me lightly."

Yu Sheng was wrapped around his chest by him, and he raised his hand halfway, and was restrained by the figure and had to put it down: "..."

He felt that there was some conspiracy in this man's answer.

Usually no one comes to the activity room, and the monitoring has long been blocked by a group of students who have nothing to do to play cards and have a meal, but the door is not locked after all, it is still a bit dangerous to hug each other in such an empty classroom.

Jin Linkun kissed the milk on the corner of the child's mouth, let him go, and stroked his hair: "How many days off after the exam? Is there any arrangement?"

"Three days." Yu Sheng took it to the door, "Duan Lei and the others said that after the exam, they would go out to indulge and have fun. Lao He said that he provided unused funds for the coming-of-age ceremony, and the specific place to go has not yet been decided."

Although studying hard is a long-term goal with the college entrance examination as the goal, as a student, you will always uncontrollably relax and fall into carnival after each exam.

Then this short carnival will end with commenting on the papers, and finally completely destroyed in the wailing of the results.

Repeatedly.

The students in class [-] are hanging their asses for the mid-term exam. Everyone is eagerly looking forward to going out after the exam and letting go of the soul imprisoned by study.

Jin Linkun calculated the time in his mind: "Next Thursday? Our school happens to be on holiday..."

He stopped in the middle of speaking, touched the tip of his nose, and met Yu Sheng's gaze and coughed: "Really."

Yu Sheng withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and took out his phone, and looked at the provincial demonstration schedule.

There are too many situations where this person "just happens to be on vacation". Last Wednesday, there was some kind of home-school co-construction day. He originally planned to help clean up the class and go out, but unexpectedly saw that familiar black shirt among a group of parents.

Later, when Yu Sheng went to their class to take a nap, he found out that their school was sprinting with a sea of ​​questions that day, and they took three sets of math simulation papers for the college entrance examination in one day.

The principal of No. [-] Middle School came to fight whenever he had nothing to do, and almost all the teachers at the Provincial Demonstration knew Yu Sheng, and sometimes he would chat with the darling only seedling from the school next door.

That day, Yu Sheng was about to go back to class after taking a nap, but Jin Linkun and his class teacher quietly stopped him: "Can you help me and talk to classmate Jin, next time I have something to ask for leave and take the test questions back to do it. It's not necessary to do all three sets of papers at once. If you finish handing it in, it will cause unnecessary stimulation to the psychology and spirit of other students..."

This time Jin Linkun did not open his eyes and talk nonsense.

The finals of the theatrical performance at their school were held on Thursday and Friday, and Jin Linkun's class happened to be drawn to be an audience.

Yu Sheng still doesn't know where this group of people are going to indulge. It is estimated that it is nothing more than an Internet cafe or a KTV. Jin Linkun is already familiar with the seventh group, and adding him will not hinder anything.

If he took this person to the Internet cafe, maybe he could completely help Yao Qiang and the others quit their game addiction.

Never want to touch the keyboard again.

The kid seemed very talkative today, Jin Linkun was very happy, and moved closer to him: "Can you take me with you?"

Yu Sheng finished dissecting the chicken wing: "I'll take you, and you take your three sets of math papers."

Jin Linkun's requirements were very broad, and he didn't mind studying with his boyfriend on various occasions at all, so he raised the corners of his lips and said, "Okay, I can still wear a headlight."

Yu Sheng raised his head and glanced at Jin Linkun.

In fact, he didn't want to go out with Duan Lei and the others. He attended the class in a regular manner for a month, and the review progress has been mediocre.It's a rare vacation, just right for you to immerse yourself in a sea of ​​questions tactics, and spend two days working on the questions day and night to find your hand.

……

But this seems to be good.

I don't know when, it seems that all the things that two people can do together are suddenly marked in red and bold, and become inexplicably worth looking forward to.

Jin Linkun was imitating him dissecting the last chicken wing, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the curvature of Yu Sheng's mouth: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's okay." Yu Sheng smiled, took the chopsticks in his hand, and quickly removed the bone from the wing, "Open your mouth."

Jin Linkun was still studying why the child's hands were so beautiful. Hearing his words, he subconsciously opened his mouth, and Yu Sheng stuffed a whole boneless Coca-Cola chicken wing into his mouth.

"Headlamps are not allowed."

The students in Class [-] didn't see many good students. Yu Sheng really didn't want to leave too deep a shadow on a group of innocent students, so he got up to pack his things, and reminded him: "You can take that little electronic organ with you."

Jin Linkun: "..."

My boyfriend's memory is so good that he still has a headache. Jin Linkun cleared his throat and helped him: "It's very good, but I still prefer to play it when it's just us..."

The two of them packed things together. The boy was tall and long, and his arms could reach the crook of his elbow.

Jin Linkun turned his face away, wanting to make another application to let Yu Sheng forget about it.Before he could speak, Yu Sheng was about to talk to him, so he turned his head sideways.

Suddenly, the lips were slightly soft and warm.

Yu Sheng crumpled the paper cup into a ball, threw it into the trash can in the corner of the classroom without even looking at it, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The door was locked by Yu Sheng just now, Jin Linkun looked up, tried to hold his wrist, and lowered his head to touch the corner of the child's mouth lightly.

Yu Sheng didn't dodge.

The curtains were drawn to the point where there was only a gap left, and the tepid afternoon sun squeezed in, casting a dazzling ray of light.

Yu Sheng fumbled to hold his hand, raised his head, and caught the kiss falling on his face.

As long as I'm with this person, I can go anywhere.

The mid-term exam came as scheduled in the expectation of a small number of people.

Except for the innocent class who was regarded as an imaginary enemy, the other classes couldn't quite understand why Class Seven was looking forward to the exam so much. Some of them were in an exam room, and they couldn't help but take a second look at their classmates: "What's the situation? Will you be paid for the next exam?"

Duan Lei stood firm and high-spirited. He sat on his seat and concentrated on reading: "There is a golden house in the book. Do you have any ambition?"

Unambitious male student: "..."

Yu Sheng did well in the last exam. He was sitting at the beginning of the first exam room, drinking soymilk in mouthfuls, fiddling with his phone under the table with one hand, and chatting with Jin Linkun.

Most of the students in the examination room, especially those at the end of the first examination room, were trembling and desperately flipping through the books, trying to memorize a few more ancient Chinese words and poems to fill in the blanks.

"Have you heard?" The people behind him lowered their voices, "This time the results are still in the top rankings, and it is said that all the scores will be released by the weekend."

The students in the next class were worried: "What should we do? If our English average score is really lowered by Class Seven, will the head teacher be bald?"

……

Yu Sheng leaned on his arm, reading the message Jin Linkun sent him.

Reversing into the garage: How are you, nervous?

Backing the car into storage: Recently, there are many schools that focus on grades, and the teacher asked me to lower my grades.

Reversing into the warehouse: We are discussing in this examination room, can we apply to let me go to the last row to answer the questions, answer quietly, and walk quietly...

The two schools probably have a feeling for each other. The recent activities are quite synchronized, and even the midterm exams are arranged on the same day.

Jin Linkun is also preparing for the exam. The students in his class have been hit hard by Xueshen's recent exposure of his true strength. Although he has accepted that this person's brain may have been smashed by aliens, he still doesn't want to be with him. Take the test together.

Yu Sheng looked at the news, couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and lowered his head to type on the keyboard.

-nervous.

- It's the first time to score a test, and I have no experience.

- Fifty points, is there any reward?

No one in the two examination rooms understood this fatal conversation, and there was still a tense and serious atmosphere, racing against time to use the last time to study hard.

The mid-term exam is judged by the school, and every school will try its best to give the top few scores of its own school at this time.On the one hand, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, strictly judge papers and strengthen details, on the other hand, reduce the attention of several other schools, try to keep a low profile on opponents, and prepare for the competition for the city champion and provincial champion.

It was the first time for No. [-] Middle School to have such a low-key opportunity, and the teachers were very excited. It was agreed that this exam would give him a high score, and he needed his own help.

The message from Jin Linkun's side was quickly sent back: Yes.

Reversing into the garage: Children come on, don't be nervous, and play normally.

Reversing into storage: Any reward will do.

It was quite an ordinary cheering and encouraging content. Yu Sheng held the phone and watched it for a while unconsciously.

The preparation bell for the exam rang, and a group of people packed their schoolbags and handed in their preparations for the exam amidst wailing.Yu Sheng took the time to reply him two messages, stuffed his phone into his schoolbag, and put it in front of him.

The examination room was very quiet, the invigilator walked carefully sideways and held his breath, there was a slight rubbing sound of the tip of the pen falling on the paper.

As Yu Sheng scanned the paragraphs of the article, the pen in his hand turned gently in a circle, and settled between his fingers again.

... any reward will do.

The difficulty of the self-proposed papers of the third middle school was much lower than that of the joint entrance examination of the eight schools. Yu Sheng was used to the difficult problems recently, and it was almost uncomfortable to suddenly return to this difficulty.

The desired rewards circled around, and the short-term goal note that was handed in at that time finally popped up in my mind.

Yu Sheng finished painting the last answer sheet, put it on the corner of the table, and lightly drew two strokes on the cursive paper with the tip of the pen.

……

The two-day midterm exam ended in a blink of an eye.

No matter how simple the test paper is, some people are happy and some are sad. The students in Class [-] usually don’t study hard, and they rely on their intuition when taking the exam. They always feel sad.This time, I finally got a certain degree of confidence in certain subjects. I didn't expect to know which questions I got wrong, and I felt even more sad.

"It turns out that I don't feel this way knowing how many questions there are on this paper."

Duan Lei pressed his chest: "I can even clearly feel the scores slipping away from my hands one by one, and hear the sound of them being splashed..."

"I tried my best." The squad leader lay on the desk, dying, "Sports Committee, come, let's discuss the direction of the carnival."

The Sports Commissioner beat his chest with regret: "How could I be wrong about this question, I obviously missed this question..."

Yu Sheng failed to participate in everyone's discussion.

As soon as the exam was over, the teachers judged his papers first. Yu Sheng finished the only evening self-study for day students and was about to go home. He was called to the office before leaving class.

"Didn't you say it's good to score?" The principal made a bet with the principal next door, and came down to inspect it specially, holding the paper and feeling very distressed, "Why is English still 130 points?"

The leader of the English group really had no choice: "Because the English composition only has 25 points..."

Yu Sheng originally wanted to keep his focus on answering the questions, but he accidentally lost his mind during the exam, and the difficulty of the questions was relatively low. By the time he recovered, he had already filled the answer sheet to the brim.

And no eraser.

A group of teachers were worrying about the papers, and in the end they could only do their best in Chinese and comprehensive essays. They barely got together and squeezed down [-] points more.

Jin Linkun came to pick up the children from their family, and spoke to them considerately: "It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter the first time, just press it a few times and you'll be proficient..."

Yu Sheng quickly covered his mouth with his eyes and quickly dragged him out of the office amidst the murderous aura of the teachers who found the bald head in search of points.

The winter days are short, and at this moment, the sunset has already fallen in from the corridor.The two quickly descended the stairs, and stopped for a while to catch their breath when they reached the second floor.

The day students have all left school, and the boarding students are doing their last evening self-study. The corridors are empty, and there is no one.

Jin Linkun's cell phone rang for a while, and he was looking down at the text messages sent to him by the director of their education department, such as "caring instead of pampering", "high attention and strict requirements", when Yu Sheng suddenly patted his shoulder: "Brother, You look out the window."

He didn't pay attention, and glanced out the window: "What—"

The moment he was distracted, his wrist was held, and the boy bumped into his shoulder with a bit of youthful force, sealing him into a corner of the wall.

Jin Linkun paused.

The two of them were a little close, and the tiny electric current crackled down his back, almost clearing all the thoughts in his mind in an instant.

"Tutor." Yu Sheng's ears were also hot, "Two months are almost here."

He learned a new trick from the group of people in the class, but he didn't expect that this person would actually fall into the trap, and he really looked out when he said he was told to look out.

The short-term plan I wrote seems to have half a month left, and it has not been realized yet.Yu Sheng pressed against his shoulder, paused for a while, and then continued: "When is subject two, do you have a plan?"