Don’t Talk To Me!

Finally, we are ushering in a day to deepen our understanding of each other, and the seven groups of students are even a little nervous.

Especially one big guy in the group just after self-study last night kicked another big guy on the ground.

Just recently, he directly witnessed the act of learning secretly by Xueshen carrying his roommates. The seven groups of students have already filled out the pictures of these two **** storms in the dormitory.

Before the group work started, everyone arrived early in the activity room, using a mobile phone and typing quickly in the group face to face.

[Shivering Night Elf: First-hand intelligence. I read the book until three o'clock in the morning and was ready to go to bed. Kun Shen also came out to the bathroom and washed his face. 】

[Stay up late at night: Envious of this work and rest, I learned too much in KFC in the CBD. It was already five o'clock when I looked up. 】

[Late sleep makes me happy: why do you see Kunshen coming to the toilet? Are you reading in the bathroom, is the environment good? 】

[Shivering Night Elf: No way, who called the small desk lamp confiscated. The bathroom is very clean and the lights are on, but our floor is out of place, you can look at other floors. 】

[N at four o'clock in the morning: the bathroom is too stuffy. I recommend the small garden. The environment is good, and the street lighting is also good, that is, there are many mosquitoes, and it is best to bring two bottles of toilet water. 】

[Be the first to dream a dream: Disturb, I remember we are talking about big brothers and big guys...]

[Black night gave me black eyes: I will talk about this later, where are the specific coordinates of the small garden? 】

...

Two gangsters who were said to be struggling were still rubbing in the dormitory.

Yu Sheng squatted by the bed, pressed his knee with one hand, and turned back to get the medicine: "Does it hurt?"

"I haven't felt it for a long time."

Jin Linkun leaned over his arm and handed him the medicine: "There are still five minutes. Considering such an important activity today, I think we can actually wait and come back to change--"

Yu Sheng slapped him on the knee: "Don't move."

Jin Linkun stopped moving, lowering his head and watching him carefully remove the gauze, treat the wound and change the medicine.

Yu Sheng's movements are actually very fast.

At a glance, he didn't have to do a little medicine bandaging. His hands were very stable, and the gauze removal and dressing were extremely dry.

The hand holding iodophor was slender and clean, and the finger ran steadily across the wound. Jin Linkun didn't have time to hurt, the wound was cold, and a new layer of dressing was covered, and the gauze was wrapped up again.

"Fine." Yu Shengli knotted and got up, "Let's go--"

He stopped, raised his hand and shook in front of Jin Linkun's eyes: "Are you stupid?"

"Ok?"

Jin Linkun returned to his head and shook his head: "No... walk around."

Yu Sheng moved faster than him. He rolled two exercise books and threw them into his schoolbag. He held the door and turned around to wait for him.

Jin Linkun stepped on the ground, walked a few steps and found the feeling again, followed by: "It didn't hurt at all, your technique is very good."

Yesterday, after asking if I could turn it over, Yu Sheng did not speak for a long time.

Not far from back to school, Jin Linkun played with his cell phone for a while, thought he was asleep, and glanced over.

As a result, he and his new roommate came up close again.

The position of the back row of the car was a little small. When Jin Linkun quickly thought about whether he needed to let the driver park the car to take refuge, so as to avoid being accidentally injured, Yu Sheng suddenly said: "OK."

The teenager sat quietly, and the street lights outside fell in brightly, reflecting in the dark eyes, and outlined the delicate features.

He looked up at him and said again: "OK."

...

Jin Linkun failed to get out of this night's dream.

In the middle of the night, I wanted to go to the toilet to wash my face, push the door, and I was almost scared by the head squatting neatly by the sink.

The activity room is on the top floor of the dormitory building. The two were not late and even entered the door two minutes early.

No one was talking in the room, everyone was banging on the phone, and WeChat's vibration alert sounded one after another. No one had time to look up who was coming in.

"..."

Jin Linkun followed Yu Sheng to sit down in the back row, inexplicably infected by this atmosphere, and shook his phone: "Go into the countryside and follow the customs?"

Yu Sheng was totally uninterested, flipped out his phone and touched him copingly, the screen was thrown down on the table, and he spread out only half of the workbook I saw yesterday.

The workbook is Jin Linkun, and the way of answering questions is very arbitrary. 90% of the questions only have an answer. A few large questions that are too complicated are only checked in the blank space on the side.

The whole book is turned down, there are simple fold marks on the previous pages, and the answer part is brand new, it seems that it has not been opened once.

Yu Sheng has his own habits, and is not affected by him. He still brushes questions at a fixed rhythm.

Jin Linkun followed him for a while, and his attention shifted to the hand where Yu Sheng turned the pen unconsciously.

Very clean hands.

The knuckles are not prominent, but they are very clear. The fingers are slender and powerful. There are a few light scars scattered on the palms of the knuckles.

The pen seemed extremely obedient in his hand, circling quickly and dexterously in his fingers, steady and sound, with no meaning to drop at all.

...

Jin Linkun carefully observed for a while, and turned out a pen.

For the seventh time around, there was a cry, and the nib left a black spot on the back of his hand. Yu Sheng finally looked up expressionlessly and confiscated his pen.

"Not intentional."

Jin Linkun apologized very sincerely and took the initiative to help him wipe the pen on his back: "This is really difficult, and it needs sufficient practice to summarize the experience...Is it stuck?"

Yu Sheng frowned, preparing to withdraw his hand, his arm suddenly stiffened.

This forced use is actually a quick-drying pen.

The pen and ink dried on the back of the hand in three seconds and could not be wiped off. Jin Linkun rubbed it for a while, but failed to save the ink dot that had not changed at all. He actually grabbed his hand and pulled it over to himself.

The palm was warm and dry, touching his palm side, inexplicably a little hot.

Yu Sheng stretched his shoulders and arms for a while, controlling the loosening little by little, and pumped out: "OK, don't care."

"Try again." Jin Linkun was very persevering, holding his hand and dragging it in front, bowing his head and sighing.

"..."

[Save me big brother again behind me: stop for a while, friends, look behind me...]

[Late sleep makes me happy: who are you? 】

[Be the first in the dream test:… In the last row, don’t you really plan to get to know each other? 】

[Stay up late at night: When did the big brothers come in? 】

[Late sleep makes me happy: Which workbook is the woc brother looking at? ? 】

[Shiver, night elf: What are you doing, woc? ? ? 】

The movement between the two was not very big, but the activity room was originally too quiet, and the light voice was mixed with a WeChat vibration.

Within a few seconds, the self-concealed line of sight converged from all directions and gathered in the back left corner of the classroom

...

Yu Sheng withdrew his hand, glanced at Jin Linkun who was still smug, and hid his left hand directly into the table.

Lao Wan arrived at the time.

When he arrived, the activity room was completely quiet.

The school tyrants who had been swept around by the **** of learning and kindness sat quietly, looking straight ahead with their shoulders and shoulders, and their spirit and style were unprecedented.

Lao Wan didn't notice any problems, and was very pleased, and handed over the form in hand to Kong Jiahe. I walked to the podium and briefly talked about the activities and competition patterns in the next phase of the summer camp.

Yu Sheng took the two forms handed over by the deputy team leader Shao Weiwei, thanked them, and glanced at them.

The basic information form of the summer camp says that everyone has to fill it out, and it will be collected in a few days and kept as a camper’s file.

There is nothing serious to fill in. It is nothing more than a blank space such as name, age, and hometown. Yu Sheng distributed one of them to Jin Linkun, and filled in a few strokes of his own one, and then stuffed it into the folder of the exercise book.

"The classmate I ordered comes up, and the next classmate is ready."

Kong Jiahe posted a table from seat to seat, and Lao Wan also turned out the list, not nagging and hurrying: “It’s not easy for everyone to get here, so we must cherish this short time and make it our unique memory. ..."

The list is ranked according to the results of entering the camp. Lao Wan turned a page and named with a smile: "Jin Linkun."

Jin Linkun stood up slowly.

Before he could get onto the podium, he was first pulled by Lao Wan who was sitting in the first row, lowering his voice and discussing a few words.

Yu Sheng was studying how to wipe down the black spot. He didn't hear Jin Linkun making a noise and looked up.

Jin Linkun just ended from Lao Wan's patient Xiao Zhi with emotion and reason. He nodded very well, took something, walked up to the podium, picked up a chalk and wrote his name.

"My name is Jin Linkun, everyone should know me, so I won't say much."

Jin Linkun put down the chalk, pulled a paper towel and wiped his hands, glanced at the eloquent Lao Wan, and read the manuscript very cooperatively: "Everyone may be more interested in my learning method. In fact, in my opinion, learning should be Pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and do not advocate excessive hard work for overdraft..."

Lao Wan came from H and was originally responsible for introducing learning methods and developing learning habits. But the enthusiasm of the students in the seven groups is too high.

So I can only stop back.

He didn't know where the small table lamp came from, and after careful consideration for several nights, he still thought that it was most appropriate for Jin Linkun to carry out this popular science about correct learning methods.

The tyrants under the stage heard the enthusiasm for the learning method instantly cooling, and they watched the learning **** who took the lead in secretly learning without any touch.

Jin Linkun did his duty with due diligence. After reading the entire manuscript of scientific study and reasonable rest from Lao Wansai to the indifferent school bully, he turned off the stage and returned to his seat.

Without his shameless talent, Yu Sheng simply went to the podium and came down, giving the place to the next person.

Probably because of the great popularity of beating the gods several times, his self-introduction is so concise that only his name is left, and the applause when he stepped down is still obviously more than twice as warm as Jin Linkun.

Kong Jiahe came to the stage below. These days of exercise has made him speak a lot, shaking his legs and standing on the stage. After writing a night of manuscript, he quickly ran back to his seat with a red face.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xia Junhua, and I have a nickname called staying up late at night, and welcome to do chemical competitions to form a group."

"My name is Dong Jue. My nickname late sleep makes me happy. I am the seventh province. My hobby is to brush questions."

"Ding Zhengjiao... nickname to be the first in the dream test."

"Cen Rui, nickname trembling, night elf."

"Liang Yifan, nickname save me--"

...

Classmate Liang Yifan named WeChat, who was behind me, swallowed and snorted, and then sighed, "Save, save me, everyone just understands it. I'm from the liberal arts, T City One, I am very happy to meet you ."

Jin Linkun listened very curiously and took Yu Sheng to discuss: "Is the nickname now all so real?"

Yu Sheng also had a group in the No. 3 middle school class. He had guessed what secret codes these people were dealing with. He glanced at him, and he snorted casually: "I guess so."

Everyone came down with enthusiastic applause. Jin Linkun carefully compared for a while, and concluded: "It seems that everyone does not welcome my speech very much."

"Combination of work and rest?" Yu Sheng glanced at him. "It's good not to beat you."

Jin Linkun made sense to himself, nodded, and took out the manuscript to unfold: "I'm done, I missed the manuscript when I saw it, and didn't read it carefully."

Yu Sheng looked at it.

Red grid manuscript paper, pen handwriting, densely and neatly crafted, ink traces are deep and light, probably written for more than one day.

At that time, Lao Wan suddenly stopped him, and it was this that was given to him.

Jin Linkun looked sorry, but he still carefully folded the manuscript in half and then folded it into the book.

The pen in Yu Sheng's hand paused, and he didn't worry about him anymore, turned his head back to continue to work on the question.

Jin Linkun hasn't turned here yet, and still feels very emotional. He sighed sorrowfully: "If I knew that this influenced the popularity, I should at least modify it and read it again, in my original popularity..."

Yu Sheng: "..."

Thinking of the WeChat group that apparently was so tired that both of them didn't enter, Yu Sheng's thought of rising suddenly dissipated, and he glanced at him angrily: "You still have popularity--"

His words came to a halt.

The post I saw that day suddenly turned out of my memory again, and followed Jin Linkun's action of seriously concentrating on the manuscript, distracting him clearly.

...

Yu Sheng put down the pen and sat for a while, still couldn't resist turning over his phone, and then clicked on the forum again.

He searched for the post, clicked back on the floor according to the number of pages in his memory, and found the photo building that he could only pay to see.

Paying is very troublesome, you need to install the APP dedicated to the forum, register and recharge, and answer the questions to activate the user number.

Yu Sheng patiently finished step by step, charged a dollar to go in, and finally clicked on the hidden photo.

Jin Linkun in the photo looks a little younger than he is now.

Wearing a provincial-focused school uniform, his shoulders were held intimately by someone, standing with a group of people in front of the teaching building, with a bright smile and eyes reflecting the sun.

Yu Sheng frowned.

He looked at the photo for a while, his hand that wanted to quit paused, hesitated for a while, and clicked on the screenshot.

The pop-up box immediately pops up: Want a screenshot? Want to bookmark this photo? Recharge 18.8, immediately enjoy the rights of the members, enjoy the collection of high-definition uncoded original images, the heart is at this moment!

Yu Sheng held the phone and sat expressionless for three seconds before returning to the main interface.

Then without hesitation deleted this trash money app.