Don’t Talk To Me!

Teacher Jin in the small group lost the news.

A group of people were nervous for a long time, and once worried that Teacher Jin was thrown out of the window by the awakened Sheng brother, and he was on duty to pay attention to the social news of the night.

When Yu Sheng slept halfway, he suddenly felt a lot warmer around him.

I didn't hear the sound of the air conditioner running, and the heating effect was not so immediate. Yu Sheng turned over, and the sleepy consciousness ran for a few minutes, realizing that the arm hovered behind him suddenly woke up.

A tall bear lay beside him.

Wrapped the quilt with him and put a hand under his head.

Realizing that he turned over, his paws were still loose behind his head and rubbed twice.

...

The screen of the mobile phone cracked up.

Jin Linkun slept lightly and was shaken by the light, then opened his eyes.

He was fully prepared and looked back at the useless pillow under the bed, even regretting: "Friend, are you really awake?"

Yu Sheng put down his hand holding the phone and pressed the forehead with a little pain: "Do you need proof."

"……No need to."

Jin Linkun coughed softly, held his hand back into the bed, and rubbed it for him at once: "Uncomfortable?"

Yu Sheng shook his head.

He still didn't relax, and he didn't quite understand how this person told him in detail at night that he was packing 90% of the new dollar coins in dumplings with his parents, and now he lay on their bed.

Jin Linkun rubbed his forehead and lowered his head.

The children in their family wore familiar pajamas with their foreheads against his chest, still stunned.

The fabric of the pajamas is very soft, and the hat is piled around the neck. Probably it was cold, Yu Sheng's hand was retracted by half of his cuff, and his fingertips were still a little cold.

Jin Linkun moved his lower arm and kissed his forehead: "I just miss you."

I wanted to give people a surprise, but when I saw the children sleeping so well, I couldn't give up.

Then he put down his luggage, secretly changed his clothes, simply washed, washed into the bed and rubbed it together.

Yu Sheng stretched his arms and glanced under the bed over him: "So where did the pillow appear?"

Jin Linkun: "..."

Then he put down his luggage, secretly changed his clothes, and slipped a pillow under the bed.

After a simple wash, I felt uneasy, I filled the second row of pillows, and then got into the bed.

Still uneasy, he went to the living room and took a few stacks on it. Finally he lay down and rested with the children.

Looking at the boyfriend's face and correcting the description of the process without changing the color, Yu Sheng stretched for a long time, but still couldn't hold back the arc of the corner of his mouth.

Jin Linkun turned his head and looked at the scene where the pillow was sold, and felt that he was over-prepared: "It's okay, I will put it back tomorrow morning, and they should not mind experiencing a night in the new environment..."

Without saying a word, the little dinosaur had come up.

Although Yu Sheng's car has been learned well, he generally doesn't bother about it very much. He touches on his lips in random, groping and holding his hand.

Jin Linkun froze for a moment, subconsciously stopped the conversation, and raised his hand to hug the person.

The boy was thin and thin, and his usual breath was softened by the little dinosaur's pajamas.

His hands rested on Sheng's waist, and the soft plush touch was on his palm, hiding his tough shoulder and back muscles.

Almost soft.

A little moonlight penetrated through the curtain, Yu Sheng looked at him, his lips curled into a line, and his dark eyes clearly reflected his shadow.

Jin Linkun closed his eyes, gathered his arms, and kissed the eyes of the children.

"What do you think?"

He rubbed Yu Sheng's hair, and his voice lightened: "My boyfriend is at home alone. On New Year's Eve, I will not go home to celebrate with him?"

Yu Sheng's shoulders stretched slightly, trying to start at the side, and Jin Linkun was circled into his chest and shoulders.

Unclear who made the effort first, in the originally quiet and quiet bedroom, the breath gradually became shallow and irregular, occasionally remembering a little muffled sound hidden in the throat.

"Brother." Yu Sheng clutched his wrist, his neck leaned back slightly, and his breath was a little unstable: "...brother."

Jin Linkun's heartbeat was also anxious, and he wrapped his shoulders around him: "Why, what's wrong?"

Yu Sheng pillowed his arm and looked out the window.

I don't know when outside the window, and the sound of fireworks began to sound.

Fireworks and firecrackers are banned in the urban area. In order to make everyone feel the last year left, specially arranged a zero-point fireworks display on the edge of the park with a lake at the end of the back street.

The lively fireworks are colorful, one chasing after another.

Glittering across the streamer brilliantly in the night.

The motion just hurt a little. Yu Sheng leaned between Jin Linkun's arms and closed his eyes for a while.

He didn't say that often, but he decided to believe the New Year's customs he found, took a breath, and continued: "New Year... Happy."

The boyfriend said it was too serious, Jin Linkun couldn't hold back, smiled and bowed his head, kissed the fine sweat between his forehead: "Wish me?"

Yu Sheng did not show mercy: "Dream."

Jin Linkun held back for a long time, but still fell into his neck, could not help laughing lightly.

Overtime and overtime repairs were finally effective. The power supply was restored and the air conditioner buzzed.

The TV in the living room faithfully executed the instructions before the power failure, and the host counted down the new year with joy: "Five, four, three, two--"

Yu Sheng exhaled softly: "Better than me."

Jin Linkun didn't hear clearly, rubbing the hair on his shoulder: "What?"

Suddenly, his shoulder hurt slightly.

Jin Linkun was stunned. The children of their family opened their mouths, stuck them in his neck, and closed their eyes: "Brother, you are better than me."

The third year of senior high school is not eligible for winter vacation. The fifteenth day of the first month, the students took their school bags back to school.

For class seven students, this holiday is no different from not having.

Teachers in various subjects were extremely pleased with their class' enthusiasm for learning. Not only did they specially ask Lao He to transfer the highlights of the review, but they also arranged several sets of papers for this positive class.

So that when I returned to school, the students who had studied hard for a vacation were still mourning.

"Did someone save the child?"

The sports committee was dying, holding a set of papers in his hand: "I don't know why, I think I lost the inspiration for the topic, these English questions become strange to me."

They came to the school committee to save the child: "You are right to be unfamiliar, these three sets are the top questions for the top ten in the class."

The sports committee's soul is scattered: "..."

In the pre-school class, there will always be a lot of chaos. Even hard-working students will try to work harder before accepting homework.

The squad leader held the paper and looked around for someone: "Has anyone finished the multiple choice questions? Come to the right answer. I am not particularly sure about the seventy behind..."

Yu Sheng was exempted from homework by the teachers, and the paper he sent made a multiple choice question. Hearing him wailing for a long time, he turned it over and handed it over.

The result was sternly rejected by the class leader Yi Zheng: "No, Brother Sheng, what I want is the excitement of the students to argue with each other, not the standard answer."

...

Yu Sheng feels that since class seven students are abnormal in their studies, it seems that they are not particularly able to integrate into the atmosphere of the class.

"Do you want to help Brother Sheng?"

Duan Lei took the initiative to pat his chest to ensure: "Stay with us and study together for two evenings to ensure that you reintegrate into this united and progressive family."

"..." Yu Sheng is not very motivated. "No, thank you."

Duan Lei drifted away with regret, and by the way, with the workbook, Yang Fan, who was studying hard, asked two questions at the table.

The teachers in Class 7 appreciate this atmosphere.

In just one month after the start of the school, the teachers actively coordinated and arranged several surprise tests. In addition to the Chinese composition and English composition do not need to be completed, the rest are all in accordance with the amount of college entrance examination questions, from morning to night, taking turns to take the day to complete the exam.

After being abused several times by this test frequency, the students have become very stable even in the face of the same mentality.

"Small meaning." The squad leader lay on the table vicissitudes, "Isn't it just an exam?"

The surprise tests arranged by the teachers are different in difficulty every time, and the school committee is also accustomed to the ups and downs of the results: "Life is just like the results before us, ups and downs..."

The Sports Committee raised its head: "What, isn't life the only result left?"

Life Committee patted his shoulder: "Of course not, there is a Taishan with Laohe."

Lao He still hasn't given up the desire to bring his students to climb Mount Tai once, and I will mention it every few days. Every time, he can arouse the students' cherishment of the status quo and the surging motivation to study hard.

"Speaking of Mount Tai."

Their class leader was well informed: "I heard that the demonstration in the neighboring province is worse than ours. They have to organize excursions one hundred days before the college entrance examination to stimulate the students' fighting spirit."

Moreover, the provincial demonstration has no weekends, only one day off in the last two weeks, and the normal class on the weekend in the middle.

Hiking activities like this delay the normal course, and the two days occupied must be supplemented later, maybe for three weeks.

Duan Lei now thinks that even walking is more fun than the exam, and his eyes can't help but brighten up: "That's fine too! Hiking can also relax..."

"On foot." They also heard the news, "30 kilometers, equivalent to 75 laps and 400 meters of standard playground, 0.71 marathon."

"..." Duan Lei skillfully grabbed the pen: "I love learning, and learning makes me happy."

When the days have passed badly, knowing that the students next door are worse than themselves, will undoubtedly provide a considerable degree of comfort.

Under the brutal exercise of life, the students in Class 7 have already shown enough will and endurance, and the test is mediocre, and they haven't even caused much splash among the students.

There are two days off for the exam on Friday and Saturday and Sunday.

Lao He felt that the students should combine work and rest, and deliberately asked the teachers of various subjects to pass through. In addition to finishing the papers and preparing for the class correction on Monday, they did not leave a little homework.

The cheers of their class almost overturned the roof of the room, and the head teacher in a class wearing a hat and the director of the Education Department came out to see: "What happened, the earthquake?"

There was no earthquake.

But there can be a weekend without homework. This good news is not too different from the earthquake for the students.

"I want to sleep until noon, wake up naturally, and then get up and eat a lot!"

The sports committee burst into tears, and the habit of making schedules could not be changed for a while, grabbing a pen and writing ambitiously on the paper: "It will be dark in the afternoon, and have a good night!"

"Kaihei Kaihei." Duan Lei was very emotional, dragging Yao Qiang to join the team, "Brother Sheng, are you coming?"

"tomorrow?"

Yu Sheng has something to do with the indulgence of the students: "I support you mentally."

"..." Duan Lei quickly waved his hand politely: "Don't use it, Sheng brother. Then we will send you the opponent ID, you take time to support..."

A total of two days of holiday on Saturday and Sunday, a group of people noisily and happily discussed for a long time.

It seems that the vacation in front of me is not two days at all, it is a whole winter vacation.

"It's not as happy as it was during the winter vacation."

The squad leader was enthusiastic: "I just finished the exam, no points, no answers, no homework!"

The sports committee's fighting spirit is high: "No class, no hiking, no mountain climbing!"

The school committee touched his chin and nodded to summarize: "Heaven."

Paradise’s happiness is not felt by other classes.

Duan Lei hummed to the door and was stopped by Yu Sheng: "Again, what are you going to do tomorrow."

"Ah?" Duan Lei froze for a moment, looking at Yu Sheng, who lowered his head and pressed his phone.

Yu Sheng nodded: "OK, let's go."

Duan Lei saw that he had typed a word on his mobile phone, guessing that his brother Sheng might have a habit of writing a diary.

After the exam, the other classmates who were dying were moving out of the class with their schoolbags on their backs, stunned to watch their class collectively jump out.

Anyone who knows, quickly lowered his voice, and gave a less common understanding to the same subject: "Look, class seven, it is said to have gone crazy..."

The provincial model will not take a holiday tomorrow. When Yu Sheng went out of school, he just received the news from Jin Linkun: Children, what are the arrangements for tomorrow?

Yu Sheng had no plans, but he counted the time, tomorrow is exactly 100 days away from the college entrance examination.

Provincial demonstration In order to exercise the quality of the will of the students and enhance the fighting spirit of the students, it is necessary to organize the day of the 100-day swearing-out of the teachers.

Jin Linkun never mentioned it. Obviously they didn't know anything about their upcoming fate. It is estimated that either the class will not be heard well or the notice in the class.

Yu Sheng didn't rush to remind him, flipped out the notepad and copied it to him: he would wake up naturally, eat a big meal, and open up.

Jin Linkun: ...

The children's wording is a bit lively today.

Lively is probably because of the long-lost youth of seven shifts.

If Jin Linkun went back at noon according to the time of daily school, it was estimated that Yu Sheng could happen to wake up naturally.

After ordering a few dishes at the well-known small restaurant on the back street, Jin Linkun made an appointment to get it tomorrow, and continued to tease his boyfriend: called brother, to bring you lunch.

When faced with this kind of time, Yu Sheng is usually too lazy to care about it, and directly typing in the past to satisfy him. If the person still makes him speechless, he beats the person again.

Today, Yu Sheng did not rush back, thought for a moment, and plan ahead: what if he didn’t call?

Jin Linkun chatted with Liang Yifan all the year round, and apparently he had already prepared for this problem: friends, if you don’t call, it’s not something that Brother can solve.

...

Yu Sheng also copied this sentence to the notebook by the way.

Jin Linkun waited for a while, but did not see Yu Sheng reply, knocked over a question mark:?

Yu Sheng's news jumped out: nothing.

Yu Sheng: What if it's not called?