Don't Talk To Me!

After a basketball game, the number of posts about Sheng in the post bar of the third middle school doubled again.

The sports committee finally got what it wanted, wiped off the sweat from the basketball court, and for the first time, the little girl took the initiative to chat on WeChat.

It started with a very kind "Hello classmate".

Seeing the hope of breaking the 11.11 curse was waving far away, the sports committee was so excited that they took their good teammate Yao Qiang to watch together: "Come on, someone sent me a message. How should I reply? Be enthusiastic or reserved?"

"Be more reserved, everyone likes steady ones now."

Yao Qiang was also excited, took two sips of water, and gave him an idea: "It's better to pretend that you didn't mean to bring a few English words, so that there is a trace of force in your stability."

The two of them were too nervous, nagging and struggling for a long time, and the preview message in their hands hadn't been fully clicked.

Duan Lei passed by both of them and kindly helped to open the unread message.

[Hello, classmate. 】

[You play basketball very well, we all think it is very handsome.I heard that you have a good relationship with your classmate Yu Sheng, I want to know more...]

Sports Committee: "..."

Yao Qiang: "..."

"I'll teach you how to return."

Duan Lei is very proficient in this kind of thing, inexplicably not surprised at all: "You just say that Brother Sheng doesn't use a mobile phone, doesn't play WeChat, has no hobbies, and only studies in his heart, but he doesn't need a friend who can improve together in study."

Holding the phone, the sports commissioner felt very sad: "I can add one more sentence, but do I need it?"

"..."

Duan Lei patted him on the shoulder, took out a sticker of a screenshot of the 11.11 red envelope specially customized by their squad leader, and patted it on the forehead of the Sports Committee.

The first message is just the beginning.

After knowing that Yu Sheng didn't want to study with others, people still came to see them in an endless stream.

There are boys who want to play basketball videos, and there are also girls who are cautiously asking if they have high-definition photos, and some chatted for a long time, "Long time no see, do you remember that we used to copy homework together in elementary school?" Finally, I came to inquire about classmate Yu Sheng An old classmate of a friend of that provincial demonstration.

People gradually get used to it in the process of repeated repetitions. The Sports Committee and Yao Qiang would look forward to it at first, but they soon became almost numb, copying and pasting skillfully and sending them, turning them into emotionless reply machines.

Later, the signature was simply changed to "Talking about photos with the album, videos with Space and Moments, and brother Sheng with his friends."

Parallelism is used very skillfully and with great momentum.

The people in the seventh class were very united, and no one told the story that brother Sheng and his friend not only had a relationship, but that they were actually dating.

However, the atmosphere in the post bar was still unavoidable and naturally began to bend in the many photos and videos circulated in that irregular football game.

Later, several special buildings have even been opened.

There are many art students in No. [-] Middle School, and the special building has everything from photography exhibitions to fan comics, and the content is extremely rich.

Yu Sheng is not interested in this kind of post bar forum and other things, but Jin Linkun reads it very frequently, and even saved several posts with his trumpet, and went to see if the host came back to update if he had nothing to do.

"I can't see you all day long."

Jin Linkun held up his mobile phone and hugged his boyfriend who wanted to come and delete his favorites with one hand: "If you want to see you, look at this first."

Both of them have to go to class during the day, it doesn't matter if they are not in the same class, or even in the same school, and they can't even meet and speak a few words between classes.

When Yu Sheng was in class, he was still going through the progress of his review step by step. Jin Linkun didn't send him messages often, so he had to find something else to chat with and miss.

……

Hearing that this person seemed to have such a serious posture, Yu Sheng was wrapped in his arms, and mentally counted the number of times this person skillfully crossed the fence every day.

I don't know if there is any need to chat and send thoughts, but he feels that if the two of them get along more closely, the two principals will almost be forced to tear down the wall and merge the school into one.

But Jin Linkun obviously still felt that it was not enough.

He was still a little taller than Yu Sheng, tiptoed to put his phone on the top shelf of the bookshelf, took the opportunity to circle him into his arms, bowed his head and quickly touched the corner of Yu Sheng's mouth.

The warm and sweet atmosphere in the fan comics in Tieba actually does not exist.

Under normal circumstances, Yu Sheng would be very sensitive to sudden attacks, and usually the next moment of surprise would be followed by a brand new contest of skill.

The skills of both of them are actually not bad. Jin Linkun is not as good at specific moves as his boyfriend, but he also has his own unique methods.

Especially under the premise that Sheng is not ruthless, Jin Linkun's height and physical strength occupy a considerable part of the advantage.Every time at the end, he was able to hold the person in his arms smoothly, and with the cooperation of rubbing his head, he successfully kissed their little friend.

……

Lie down on the bed with the child in his arms and panted for a while, Jin Linkun's thoughts wandered from the post bar, and suddenly remembered another matter that was somewhat related: "By the way, Cen Rui and the others also said before that the temporary certificate of the forum in our summer camp is about to expire. Let’s hurry up and save what we still want.”

Most of the forums in the summer camp are full of real questions and tutorials, and there are also many precious online problem-solving materials. It can be said that it is a rare treasure under the collision of brainpower and knowledge reserves of the top students in the province.

Kong Jiahe specially bought a large mobile hard drive, and it was so full that there was not a single KB left.

Yu Sheng had almost done the above questions when he was at the summer camp. He turned over on his support and leaned on his arm: "Do you have anything to save?"

"Yes, I have."

Jin Linkun thought that the video of the two people wearing the little dinosaur and the little bear four-handed bombing was still on it, and he could barely stop his words, and turned a corner in time: "There are some good sets of competition questions on it, and you can practice if you have nothing to do. Thinking activity..."

He sat up and fished the computer, opened the forum, and was about to log in, when he suddenly remembered that his "WSYZKA" level nine account had come over to Yu Sheng's stupid mind back then, and it was inconvenient to expose it in front of the children.

With the arrow on the string, Jin Linkun raised his hand and hesitated for a while, then touched Yu Sheng's shoulder: "I forgot my password, log in to yours?"

"..." Yu Sheng moved his arm and got off the bed: "I forgot too."

In that troublesome situation, it was not easy to hear the word forget in Yu Sheng's mouth.

Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows, looking at the kid calmly holding the lid of the cup and going out to heat the milk, he felt that things might not be as simple as he thought.

But he didn't ask either.

On the one hand, even if two people are already together, they should have their own secrets and space, and they don't have to let each other know everything.

...On the one hand, it was also because when he followed out to give the cup to the lonely cup lid in Yu Sheng's hand, he was scanned by the child's death ray, and felt that he might die if he asked more questions.

Before going to bed, there was a lot of fuss. The air conditioner in the house was turned on high, and both of them were sweating a little.

Yu Sheng took a shower, stuffed Jin Linkun into the bathroom, leaned against the bedside and played with his phone for a while.

The garbage collection money app in the summer camp has been in the corner of the phone for a long time. He usually does not load anything on his phone, and he has uninstalled several mobile games that take up space, and there is no worry about memory.

Since the beginning of school, I haven't organized my mobile phone, so I let this APP lie down until now.

The summer camp is over, and the forum does not know who is continuing to maintain it. Yu Sheng clicked in and looked through it, and found that there are still many people actively chatting on it.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with his account, the problem is mainly in the purchase record.

I don't know who came up with the bad idea, but it costs money to look at a photo.

Forget about spending money, but also made such a conspicuous purchase record, which is hung on the login interface, with red and bold words saying "thank you for your support and encouragement to this forum".

It's annoying.

Yu Sheng logged on to his account and clicked on the only purchase record.

I'm afraid that others don't know what I bought, but this purchase record actually has a thumbnail. It is said that the "boy with the most friends and the best popularity in the previous session" is wearing the blue and white school uniform that is the key point of the province. In the picture preview, I stood with a group of people in the sun and laughed heartlessly.

……

Yu Sheng tried to delete the purchase record, but found that it couldn't be deleted, so he had to change his mind.

When Jin Linkun came out, he felt that there was nothing to see on the forum, and his boyfriend was swiping questions with his mobile phone.

"Why are you brushing the questions at this time?"

Jin Linkun just got out of the shower, covered in steaming warmth, wiped his hair and sat down next to him, a little curious about this increasingly peculiar development: "Won't you sleep for a while?"

Yu Sheng took the phone and rubbed his forehead.

He was actually very sleepy.

But the question was bought with money anyway, even if it was just to press the previous purchase record to the second page, it would be too wasteful not to do it.

Yu Sheng originally wanted to buy a few sets of cheap questions, and just pick out the ones with unique characteristics and do it.It turns out that these people have been updating the question bank recently, including a lot of new question types, and the mock exam questions of several other urban areas in the province are also included.

Then it has been done until now.

"..." Jin Linkun couldn't help touching Yu Sheng's hair after listening to the second half of his mental journey: "Friend——"

He just opened his mouth, met Yu Sheng's gaze, and stopped him in time with a light cough: "How about... let me do something for you?"

He had to get up early the next day, and Yu Sheng felt that his habit, which was similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder, had to be corrected. He shook his head and handed him the phone: "I'll do it tomorrow. Our teacher doesn't care about me in class."

Jin Linkun actually felt that this kind of plan would not be successful, but he still nodded, cooperated to turn off the lights, and put the phone on his side of the bed.

Yu Sheng lay down with his eyes closed for a while, his unfinished set of papers was still in his mind.

The traps of the next few big questions are very subtle, and it is easy to miss them if you are not careful.He didn't see it at first glance, but after carefully reviewing the questions twice, he didn't realize it, but he couldn't guarantee that he would find all the pitfalls.

It is also possible that some place over-interprets the wishes of the question maker, and instead answers too cumbersomely, covering up the scoring points.

Yu Sheng repeated it in his mind several times, and found that he couldn't help but want to look at his phone.

Jin Linkun was lying on his side, counting to the 760th second little dinosaur, when Yu Sheng touched his elbow: "Brother."

"Thirsty?" Jin Linkun was not too surprised, and touched his forehead, "Wait a while."

He braced his arms and poured Yu Sheng a glass of water before getting up, but before he got up, he was pulled back by the resistance of his cuffs.

A child in the quilt of their family was lying on his back with the quilt covering his body well, holding his sleeve with one hand.

The quilt he covered just now was pulled up a bit high, covering half of his face, and his voice seemed a little muffled: "Brother, I can't sleep."

……

Jin Linkun's hands were slightly loose.

Although he knew that his boyfriend probably wanted to hand in the mobile phone to him, Jin Linkun felt that there were actually other ways to let his mind relax a bit.

Especially right now.

Yu Sheng was still thinking about those trap questions, but couldn't react immediately, and raised his head: "What way?"

"Don't move." Jin Linkun stretched his arms, gropingly raised his hand to turn on the small bedside lamp, put his arm under his shoulders, and lifted him up a little: "Close your eyes."

Yu Sheng vaguely felt that something was wrong, he frowned and wanted to speak, but he was already sealed up by the covering warmth.

In winter, it is reasonable to change into thicker pajamas, but the air conditioner at home is too warm, and Yu Sheng doesn't like to sleep wrapped up in three layers, so he still wears the T-shirt he often wears in summer.

The boy lay on his back on the bed, the clear line of the collarbone protruding from the somewhat wide neckline, he figured out what he was doing without moving, and the hand resting on the side of the bed fumbled back.

He closed his eyes disobediently, his shadow and a little light still reflected in the pure black pupils.

Jin Linkun pulled the corner of his lower lip, and squeezed back the hand that was raised up, and leaned down to cover the person.

……

In class the next day, Yu Sheng not only failed to complete the unfinished questions as he wished, but even slept all morning.

Realizing that Yu Sheng was not so energetic, their class sports committee lingered all morning, and finally found an opportunity when Yu Sheng came back from dinner at noon: "Brother Sheng, can you bring Teacher Jin to sit on the sidelines of the basketball game tonight?" is it on?"

The last training match was so popular that even the official competition of the semifinals was overwhelmed.

After hearing that Yu Sheng from Class [-] and his friends had made it clear that they would not participate in the official competition, many people were extremely disappointed, and their expectations for the basketball game plummeted in the Tieba voting.

It wasn't until the Sports Committee of the seventh class stood up and promised that although Brother Sheng would not come, he would definitely sit on the sidelines with his friends to guide the team, and finally saved the faltering heat.

"But they didn't come to watch basketball, they came to watch Brother Sheng and Teacher Jin."

Yao Qiang is actually not sure: "Can someone visit us by the way? Can you bring us some traffic?"

"No, I can't bring it, but it doesn't matter."

The sports committee patted Yao Qiang on the shoulder, thinking very long-term: "Just keep two photos. When I go to college and find a girlfriend, I will take this photo and tell her. It was just to cheer me up. The little basketball girl."

Their very flexible way of thinking instantly inspired other male students extensively.

Yu Sheng didn't have any objections, and took the mask handed over by the life committee member: "Which class do you fight with?"

"Senior Class Two, the top liberal arts class of their class, the one that gave us free training last time."

The sports committee guessed that he probably didn't know which class he was in last time, so he specially introduced it to him in detail: "The leader was transferred from engineering. We are at the same level, I heard that they are also the top of their school."

……

Yu Sheng hadn't been in Jianghu for many years, and he didn't have much impression of this person, so he suppressed a yawn and nodded.

The basketball game is considered quite a big event in the No. [-] Middle School. The venue for the semi-finals is set in the gymnasium, and most of the auditorium next to it is full.

The four teams were ready for battle, and Class Seven, as the last defending champion, changed in a separate locker room.A group of people came out smartly wearing basketball uniforms with "Class Seven Must Win" written on it, and they were very energetic.

"Ask old Duan, did you take a picture? After a while, I will wave my hand and let him take two more pictures."

The sports committee maintained a reserved smile, greeted the audience, and communicated with Yao Qiang in a low voice without moving his mouth: "Let him take more pictures, pay attention to the angle and light and shadow."

"No problem." Yao Qiang was still worried before, but now he is also immersed in the virtual glory, "I even let him make a photo, the effect must be perfect."

……

A group of people had enough fun, until Duan Lei's hand holding the phone was sore, and finally sat on the plastic seat on the sidelines.

Jin Linkun walked to No. [-] Middle School on a familiar road. As soon as he entered the school, Yu Sheng took him to the gymnasium. He then sat on the coach's seat and handed Yu Sheng the hot milk in his coat pocket: "Do you have to wear a mask?"

"What they asked for was not to bring too much psychological pressure to the enemy."

Yu Sheng stuffed the straw into his mouth from under the mask, and took two sips of milk: "It's okay, it's not hot."

It's actually a little cold.

There is no wind in the gymnasium. If the air conditioner is turned on, the temperature on the side of the court is just right, and it will definitely be too hot to play ball on the court.

Yu Sheng warmed his hands with the milk for a while, then turned to ask Jin Linkun, "Why is this better than the previous one?"

"Ah?" Jin Linkun thought about it carefully, bent down and glanced at the milk box in Yu Sheng's hand, and found that it was not the same as the one he bought before, "This time it's student breakfast milk, oatmeal."

The milk used before was of ordinary taste, but Yu Sheng didn't expect that Yu Sheng liked this kind of milk with some other flavors added.

Jin Linkun took out his mobile phone, looked at it twice, and wrote a sign on the memo: "There are chocolates, strawberries, bananas..."

"Accept." Yu Sheng interrupted concisely, "This will do."

Jin Linkun felt a little regretful and put away his phone: "Why don't you try other flavors?"

Yu Sheng nodded when he heard the name of the milk, and turned the milk box in a direction, so that the side with the words "student" on it was facing him: "I won't try it, it's pretty good."

Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his lips, and thoughtfully helped No. [-] Middle School, who was drinking the students' breakfast milk, block his sight: "What's the name of the leader of the opposite team?"

Yu Sheng had just heard from the sports committee: "Chang Chi, he was transferred from engineering."

According to the division of the two groups of people, he should have fought with this person a few times, but he didn't have any special impression just now.

They are also very curious about the classification of Sheng, who can remember people: "What does it mean that there is no impression?"

Duan Lei understood it very well, and raised his hand in time to give him a science introduction: "It means that either Brother Sheng won too easily, or the opponent lost too happily."

……

After the seventh group listened, they deliberately pulled up a row of people to block Yu Sheng even more tightly.

Under the cover of the entire seventh class, the second and second class of senior high school were still arrogant, remembering their defeat on the playground that day, they were led by Chang Chi to smash the basketball on the ground: "How about it, do you dare to play? "