Don’t Talk To Me!

As he passed the gods, the warm water rushed over him.

The light of the bathroom fell in sight, and there was a faint halo. Yu Sheng opened Jin Linkun and leaned against the bathroom wall for a while: "How did I get here?"

...

Jin Linkun rubbed the tip of his nose and felt that he might have to use his imagination at this time.

"...Yes, friend, you might not believe it."

Taking into account that the children's heart rate should be one to two compared with each other, Jin Linkun cleared his throat and forcibly opened his eyes crap: "You woke up just now, and one stood up and told me to take a shower."

Yu Sheng raised his forehead and couldn't listen.

He glanced up and looked at the man's actually quite calm look, unable to hold back the corner of his mouth: "OK."

It still hurts, the pictures just now are still turning in my head, my body is exhausted, and my thoughts seem to be a bit dull.

Yu Sheng inhaled involuntarily, feeling that he could not think too much about this matter, and was planning to pick out a few questions to clear his mind. His shoulders had been surrounded by Jin Linkun Songsong: "Does it hurt badly?"

"It doesn't hurt." Yu Sheng wanted to lift him away, and finally he was too lazy to move. The tip of his nose rubbed between his necks. "Isn't it subject two?"

Jin Linkun stunned: "Ah?"

Actually, I didn't think there was anything wrong with this step. Yu Sheng thought a little loosely and yawned against the wall: "Isn't it the second subject, it's all done, what is the content of the third subject?"

Jin Linkun looked down subconsciously.

His movements were very fast. He turned his head up again and smiled and was about to speak. Yu Sheng followed him and said: "..."

Jin Linkun: "..."

"It's okay."

Meeting the child's excessively clean eyes, Jin Linkun's ears were also a little hot, and he shook his head with a smile: "Don't worry, wash it and go to bed quickly."

His preparations have been comprehensive, and Yu Sheng only needs to rush. Leading people to get out of the bathroom together, Yu Sheng pulled back again: "Can you still sleep if you are hard?"

Jin Linkun took a breath and finally rushed up with a little enthusiasm, which was getting hotter and hotter: "Don't worry, you--"

Yu Sheng was still lying on his shoulders, one hand fell.

The rest of the words were choking, and Jin Linkun opened his mouth subconsciously without making a sound.

The boy's movements were still jerky, and his hands that hadn't been flushed with hot water for a while were a little cold, and he wrapped him with no rules and took it very seriously.

Jin Linkun leaned back against the tile, closed his eyes, and called him dumbly: "Yu Sheng."

He drew the man in his arms and strained so that he didn't want to hurt him. He still clasped his back with a bit of force: "Yu Sheng."

"Tutor." Yu Sheng looked up. "Go through the back door and take the road test together."

...

Yu Sheng woke up in the lively noise of the seventh class.

The soundproofing of the hotel is good, and the door can't be opened, and this group of people are coaxing outside to go to the playground.

"Lao He gives money and can be reimbursed!"

Their class sports committee came down from the cable car, and after a long night, they jumped alive, wanting to experience an exciting jumping machine again: "Brother Sheng, come together!"

Jin Linkun dutifully blocked the door and patiently wrote a story for them: "Student Yu Sheng did three sets of math papers yesterday, did one night, and was still sleeping..."

The students in Class 7 have recently reached the peak of their awe of learning. When he heard him say this, the volume immediately dropped, and he continued to speak with Jin Linkun in a low voice.

The light was dazzling, Yu Sheng raised his hand to cover his eyes, and turned over.

It is said that the mathematics paper that has been done for a night is still spread on the table.

It hurts everywhere.

It was not obvious last night. After a night of sleep, he was exhausted. Jin Linkun was already paying attention, but after all, it was the first time. It was inevitable that the control was not serious.

Yu Sheng originally planned to make up the papers after finishing the second subject. It seems that he still has a wrong estimate of the physical consumption of learning to drive a car.

Jin Linkun changed clothes and went out to meet people. Pajamas were laid over the bed. The half-old T-shirt was soft in texture and had a little golden sunlight on it.

Yu Sheng shook his head for a while, saw that Jin Linkun hadn't come back, touched it under the pillow, turned over his phone and glanced at the news.

Yesterday, Jin Linkun ran idle and told the seven groups that they were officially together, and half of the people in the group ran to him and asked him if God had been stolen again. WeChat or finally went crazy.

Yu Sheng went back to two people, opened Liang Yifan's head, prepared to copy and paste a unified reply, and suddenly his fingertips paused.

...

Probably because the innocent and kind classmate Liang Yifan is often responsible for solving his emotional problems with God, Yu Sheng has seen it a lot, and actually feels that this person's WeChat seems to be inexplicably carrying an aura of understanding.

Yu Sheng recalled yesterday's situation again and sent him a message: What is the difference between subject two and subject three?

Yesterday I reached that level. The tutor who claimed to have left the back door touched his hair kindly. Congratulations to him for passing the subject.

Simply beating.

Yu Sheng felt that if he could not get up at that time, he would definitely get up and beat him directly.

Liang Yifan didn't have much guard against Sheng. He thought that Yu Sheng really wanted to get a driver's license. Gao Xingxing replied: Brother Sheng, do you want to try the challenge only for adults!

Liang Yifan: This is the case. The third subject is the road test. It is a safe and civilized driving operation. What other roads are complicated by bad weather? What should we do in an emergency?

This statement is too official. Liang Yifan was afraid that he could not understand it. He deliberately explained it to him deliberately: In short, the second subject is to specify the venue. See if you can complete the basic actions of decomposition. Subject three is really driving on the road, and investigate the mastery of the details and essentials in the whole process of your full drive.

The explanation has been very detailed. Liang Yifan is full of confidence and sent him a cheering expression package: Brother Sheng, do you understand!

Yu Sheng: ...

Liang Yifan:?

Yu Sheng: Ah.

...

Liang Yifan feels that his brother Sheng has also started to seem a little strange recently.

When you come out to play this kind of thing, there is a magic far beyond class.

Yesterday, climbing the mountain was so tired that my back was sore and my legs hurt. At night, I got together to fight the landlord for half a night. One by one said in the group that they must not wake up today and have to sleep for one day. As a result, someone started to make an appointment with Zhangluo Playground early the next morning.

Jin Linkun thanked the students for their invitation, and accepted for Yu Sheng's concern that Brother Sheng should not study too hard and hurt his body. He came back in a circle and found that the children were already awake.

The boy who usually relies on the bed is very stiff. At this moment, the whole person is relaxed in the pillow, his hands are on the edge of the quilt, and the phone is closed with his eyes closed.

The short hair was a little messy, and it was fluffy by the sunlight.

Jin Linkun couldn't hold back and rubbed it twice: "Wake up? Is it uncomfortable?"

"Where are you going?" Yu Sheng responded casually, holding the hand stretched out on his head, and sitting up with a pull, "I made a paper roll last night?"

"..."

The children's hearing was so good, Jin Linkun coughed softly, and touched a pillow and stuffed it behind his back: "Be kind, the class committee is still alone."

Yu Sheng didn't plan to pull this kind of thing all over the world, just to tease this person, his mouth raised, patting the space around him: "Come up."

Jin Linkun also wanted to be polite with him: "Not so good? You were too hard yesterday, you should take a break..."

"Combination of work and rest."

Yu Sheng thought he was right, nodded, and exchanged a more explicit invitation: "Come up with the paper."

The next morning after passing the second subject, Yu Sheng leaned on the bed and finished the remaining set of half rolls.

It took me a while to feel backache. Yu Sheng changed a few positions and was uncomfortable until he was embraced by the people around him: "For this question, I think the auxiliary line can be put here ."

Yu Sheng originally planned to pick up the person who posted it when he was looking for an opportunity. He was attracted by his auxiliary line. He held the pen in half of his hands and retracted it: "Let here deduct at least ten steps. Necessary, it is easy to score points."

...

Jin Linkun listened carefully to the lectures of the children, and nodded and hugged him into his arms without any traces.

After finishing a set of half-rolls, the people who went to the playground were almost back.

"There are too many people, it's impossible to take turns." The monitor of their class was a little lost. "It's better to write homework together."

The life committee member disagrees: "It's better than homework, aren't we playing the jumping machine?"

"There is also a big pendulum." Yao Qiang raised his hand and added, "There are not many people selected by the sports commission, it is fun, and I will go out with the sports commission next time."

The school committee dragged the sports committee back: "It's better if you don't have to drag the beach sports committee back every time."

It was originally a weekend, and there were so many people in the amusement park that they could not be ranked high. A group of people who only had half a day of free time decided to come back and continue playing poker.

Yu Sheng was in good health, and Jin Linkun paid special attention to it. After finishing the paper, he had almost recovered, and he went on to play for a few rounds.

After playing several times, Duan Lei couldn't help but lower his voice: "Brother Sheng, do you want me to exchange cards with you?"

"No." After Yu Sheng's experience of falling through the stars, Yu Sheng's desire for victory and defeat in this game is not strong enough. He pushed the four second players quietly stuffed in by Jin Linkun back. "Next, I will see how to play. "

In comparison, Jin Linkun is actually the one with better playing cards.

Yu Sheng had never played such a grounded game when he was a kid, and later became the third middleman, and was added with the extra heavy school hegemony burden, and did not actively participate in this activity.

In addition, there are certain differences in the habits of poker cards in various places, and one class can come up with several ways of playing. The students in Class 7 didn't care much about these details, and it would be fine to say that the three were fried. If they weren't counted next time, they would bring another pair. The rules have been randomly changing dynamically.

This overly casual play caused Yu Sheng a lot of trouble, and even a few didn't find the state too much, resulting in Jin Linkun and his group also following in several tributes.

They won several games in succession, awakened from the shadow of the big pendulum, a little smug, "Brother Sheng, do you need me to take you? Let's take a group of two, I will take you to lie and win..."

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and put down his playing cards.

Without waiting for the opening, the sports committee has been pressed by the monitor's mouth while covering his mouth: "Shut up and shut up, do you believe in Brother Sheng for a while and wish that everyone except Mr. Jin can catch the two kings and two?"

...

Although Teacher Jin promised not to use Yu Sheng first, a group of Huo Ran's awakened people were quickly dominated by metaphysical fears, holding the cards in his hands and sitting upright.

But soon they found out that Yu Sheng was very good at this kind of game.

In other words, it seems that they are not actually playing games seriously at all.

Of course, snacks are needed to play poker. A plate of peanuts, sunflower seeds, sugar beans and small spicy strips are placed in the middle. Most people actually don’t have time to eat, but Jin Linkun will grab a bit after a while, and then peel them away. In the palm of your hand.

Watching Yu Sheng divide melon seeds back in half, the two men ate and discussed how the next card should be played. Their sports committee stood on the top of the victory, and somehow envied some envy: "Is it so happy, when is life?" Can you also assign me an object?"

"Think of your 11.11." The school committee patted him on the shoulder. "Life has given you enough hints."

The sports committee wanted to stand up and chase the school committee, and its legs were so soft and weak that a group of people laughed and laughed, and few people still had the thought of playing cards.

Duan Lei was in trouble for a while, and suddenly felt wrong, dragging Yao Qiang to the side: "Why is Brother Sheng wearing a shirt today?"

"Just—want to wear it?" Yao Qiang thought it was no surprise. "I remember when I was in high school, Brother Sheng actually wore a shirt."

Duan Lei remembered more clearly than him: "It's impossible. That's because Sheng Ge was dragged down by the director. What kind of school style exhibition did they take, and the performing arts candidates couldn't find it better than Ge Sheng."

Actually, Yu Sheng didn't really like the special clothes, so he wore the shirt once. They wanted to take a photo to commemorate the commemoration. As a result, they went out to play a noon game and changed clothes when they came back.

Duan Lei asked, it was said that it was wet because of the beer of the nerd next door.

This time, Yu Sheng suddenly changed his style. The button of the shirt was also snapped to the top. Although it looks handsome, it is still a bit curious.

Yao Qiang pondered for a long time, and came up with a more reliable answer: "Isn’t it yesterday that I want to wear clothes that the person I like looks good? Probably because Teacher Jin thinks the shirt looks good."

Duan Lei thought for a while, and found it reasonable. He didn't continue to fall into contemplation about why Brother Sheng changed his clothes, and chased the last bag of spicy strips.

After playing all morning, it was finally time to return.

I have learned so hard these days, and I rarely have the opportunity to come out to play. A group of people are not willing to go back, and I am still reluctant.

"I understand everyone."

Lao He was very kind: "When I was young, I especially looked forward to the school organizing autumn tours, especially those farther away. The ones in this city are not interesting. At least I have to take a car and play for a few days to feel it."

The squad leader's eyes were bright: "So can we still play for a day!"

"No." Lao He kindly pressed him back. "Gather things and check out at 12 noon."

"..."

The funding says no, and a group of students regretfully bowed their heads and honestly packed their schoolbags.

The bus going back was obviously not as active as when it was going.

On the one hand, it is necessary to go home to meet the homework and the results that are about to be produced. On the other hand, these people have already burned their energy and played for a day and a half. At this time, they have almost been sleepy.

"No, no." The monitor of their squad supported his eyelids. "Old, I can't bear it."

The sports commission was half a year older than the class leader, so he was not used to what he said: "What is called old, are you older than me?"

"You are wrong." Their class life committee members studied art. Last year, they were not admitted to Xinyi's colleges, and they took another year. "Have you considered the feeling of being really old, I can stay two nights last year. No nap..."

Lao He sat in the co-pilot and listened to the driver for a long time with the little boy's old-fashioned speech: "Yes, the class representative sent the papers. Did the little boys finish their homework?"

There was no homework on the weekend of the second year of the high school and high school exams, which made it easy for a group of students who were devastated by the exam for half a life. In the third year of high school, the teachers didn't consider any human rights issues at all, and the assignments were left to the fear that the students would finish them.

In order to make the students' homework seem less, Lao He deliberately left the Chinese homework until after playing out.

A group of students who haven't finished their homework are quickly overwhelmed by reality, and they are silently licked.

In fact, Yu Sheng didn't write his homework. He leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to refresh himself. He vaguely heard the movements around him.

Opening his eyes, he found this man turning his schoolbag.

It didn't mean Sheng asked him what he wanted to do. Jin Linkun had turned out a pen and took the paper in the hands of the representative of the Chinese class. He laid it on his legs very carefully and wrote his homework one by one.

The car was rickety, and the man's pen fell steady.

While falling, he was very reserved for the enviable questions from the Sports Committee: "Yes, write for him. This topic is too simple, and it doesn't help him much. The family, it should be... "

Yu Sheng felt that this person was really boring, and the corner of his mouth did not know why it was still raised, pinched a toffee, and handed it to his mouth without looking.

By the way, I didn't tell Jin Linkun because most of the classmates' review progress was not in line with him. In fact, his assignments in various subjects were already exempted by teachers.

The bus wandered all the way. Jin Linkun patiently chatted with a group of enviable students while writing his homework. It didn't take long to write a set of Chinese papers.

The warm wind and long distance were particularly hypnotized. Yu Sheng didn't get through the sleepy halfway, leaning on the back of the chair and falling asleep.

The life committee member came to issue the ID card for everyone to book and book a room, and sent it to their row, deliberately lowered his voice: "Kun brother, you and Sheng brother's ID card..."

Jin Linkun thanked him and took the two people's ID cards and put them away.

The life committee was preparing to issue the next person's ID card, and turned around inadvertently, just because a small red mark was seen in the place where Sheng's neckline was concealed, which was very conspicuous.

Covered tightly by the collar of the shirt, it would be invisible from another angle.

The life committee member felt that this matter could not be ignored: "Mr. Jin."

Jin Linkun pressed the set of rolls, adjusted the lower back of the chair for Yu Sheng, and looked up: "Something?"

"Does the room you live in have bugs?"

The life committee member remembered the phone of the hotel owner and took out his mobile phone: "Is it serious? Are there any other health problems?"

"..." Jin Linkun didn't react too much: "Ah?"

The life committee is determined to fight for the rights of the classmates: "I will complain to their boss. It's too ridiculous. This kind of sanitary condition requires the hotel to write a letter of apology."

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