Don't Talk To Me!

Chapter 102

Teacher Jin in the small group lost his voice.

A group of people followed nervously for a long time, worrying about whether Teacher Jin was awakened, brother Sheng threw him out of the window, and was on duty to pay attention to the social news all night.

Yu Sheng was half asleep when he suddenly felt a lot warmer around him.

Did not hear the sound of the air conditioner running, and the effect of the heating was not so immediate.Yu Sheng turned over, his sleepy consciousness circulated for a few minutes, and when he noticed the arms wrapped around his back, he suddenly woke up.

A tall bear lay beside him.

Wrapped in the quilt with him, with one hand under his head.

Noticing that he turned over, the paws were still loosely clenched behind his head, and he rubbed it twice.

……

The phone screen flicked on.

Jin Linkun was a light sleeper and opened his eyes after being dazzled by the light.

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

Yu Sheng put down the hand holding the mobile phone, and pressed the forehead that was still throbbing: "Do you need proof?"

"……Need not."

Jin Linkun coughed lightly, took his hand and shoved it back under the bed, and massaged him one after another: "Uncomfortable?"

Yu Sheng shook his head.

He was still a little unresponsive, and he didn't quite understand why this person described to him in detail at night that he was wrapping [-]% of the new one-dollar coins in dumplings with his parents, and now he was lying on their bed.

Jin Linkun rubbed his forehead and lowered his head.

The kid in their family was wearing familiar pajamas, with his forehead pressed against his chest, still in a daze.

The fabric of the pajamas is soft, and the hat is piled around the neck.Probably because he fell asleep in the cold, Yu Sheng's hands were more than half tucked into his cuffs, and his fingertips were still a little cold.

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

Originally, I wanted to give a surprise, but I was reluctant to see the children sleeping so well.

Then they put down their luggage, secretly changed their clothes, washed and washed briefly, got into bed and rubbed together.

Yu Sheng propped his arms, looked over him and looked under the bed: "So at what step did the pillow appear?"

Jin Linkun: "..."

Then he put down his luggage, secretly changed his clothes, and put a bunch of pillows under the bed.

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

Still worried, I went to the living room to get a few more and piled them on top, and finally lay down with peace of mind, and took a nap with the children.

Seeing her boyfriend re-correct the description of the process without changing his face, Yu Sheng tensed for a long time, but still couldn't hold back the curvature of his mouth.

Jin Linkun turned his head and looked at the scene that seemed to be a sale of pillows, and felt that he seemed to be too prepared for a rainy day: "It's okay, I'll put it back tomorrow morning, and they probably won't mind spending a night in a new environment..."

Before he finished speaking, the little dinosaur had already leaned forward.

Although Yu Sheng's car has been learned well, he usually doesn't bother with this matter very much. He touched his lips carelessly and fumbled to hold his hand.

Jin Linkun froze for a moment, subconsciously stopped talking, and raised his hand to embrace him.

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

He put his hands on Yu Sheng's waist, and the soft plush felt against his palms, hiding the strong muscles of his shoulders and back.

So soft it's almost obedient.

A little moonlight came in from outside the curtains, Yu Sheng looked at him, the corners of his lips were drawn into a line, and his shadow was clearly reflected in his deep black eyes.

Jin Linkun closed his eyes, folded his arms, and kissed the child's eyes.

"What are you thinking?"

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

Yu Sheng's shoulders tensed slightly, and he wanted to turn his head to the side, but Jin Linkun circled him into his chest and shoulders.

I can't tell who made the effort first. In the originally quiet and deserted bedroom, my breathing gradually became deep and irregular, and I occasionally thought of a muffled hum hidden in my throat.

"Brother." Yu Sheng's wrist was held by him, his neck was slightly tilted back, and his breath was a little unsteady: "...Brother."

Jin Linkun's heart was beating fast, and he put his arms around his shoulders: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Yu Sheng leaned on his arm and looked out the window.

At some point outside the window, the lively sound of fireworks began to sound.

Fireworks and firecrackers are prohibited in the urban area. In order to let everyone feel the little taste of the new year, a firework show at zero o'clock was specially arranged at the edge of the park with a lake at the end of the back street.

The lively fireworks are colorful, one after another blooming.

Brilliantly across the night streamer.

The action just now was a little painful, Yu Sheng leaned against Jin Linkun's arms, and closed his eyes for a while.

He didn't say this kind of thing often, but he still decided to believe the Chinese New Year customs he found, took a breath, and continued: "New Year... Happy New Year."

What the boyfriend said was too serious, Jin Linkun couldn't hold back, smiled lightly, lowered his head, and kissed the fine sweat on his forehead: "Wish me?"

Yu Sheng was merciless: "Dream."

Jin Linkun held back for a long time, but still leaned into his neck, couldn't help chuckling.

The overtime repairs finally paid off. The power supply was restored, and the air conditioner hummed.

The TV in the living room faithfully carried out the instructions before the power outage, and the hosts happily counted down the arrival of the new year: "Five, four, three, two—"

Yu Sheng exhaled lightly: "Better than me."

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

His shoulder suddenly felt a slight pain.

Jin Linkun was stunned for a moment, and the kid from his family let go, pressed into his neck, and closed his eyes: "Brother, you are better than me."

The third year of senior high school is not eligible for winter vacation. Before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the students returned to school with their schoolbags on their backs.

For the students in Class [-], this holiday is actually no different from no vacation.

The teachers of all subjects were very pleased with their class's enthusiasm for learning. Not only did they specially ask Lao He to hand over the essence of the review points, but they also specially assigned several sets of papers for this positive class.

So much so that when they returned to school, the students who had studied hard for a holiday were still mourning.

"Anyone save the child?"

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

Their school committee came to save the child: "You are right that you are unfamiliar, these three sets are reserved for the top ten in the class."

Physically exhausted: "..."

There is always chaos in the class before the start of school. Even the most diligent students will try to work harder before collecting their homework.

The squad leader held the paper and looked around for someone: "Has anyone finished the multiple-choice questions? Come and get the answers right. I'm not particularly sure about the next seventy questions..."

Yu Sheng was exempted from his homework by the teachers, and he did multiple-choice questions on the papers that were handed out. Hearing him wailing for a long time, he flipped them out and handed them over.

In the end, the monitor sternly rejected it: "No, Brother Sheng, what I want is the excitement of the students arguing about the answers, not the standard answers."

……

Yu Sheng felt that since the students in Class [-] became abnormal in their studies, he didn't seem to be particularly able to integrate into the atmosphere of the class.

"Want to help, Brother Sheng?"

Duan Lei took the initiative to pat his chest and promised: "Stay with us and go to two evening self-study sessions together to ensure that you will reintegrate into this big united and progressive family."

"..." Yu Sheng was actually not very motivated, "No, thank you."

Duan Lei drifted away regretfully, took the exercise book along with him, and asked two questions at the table of Yang Fan, who was buried in his studies.

The teachers of Class [-] appreciate this atmosphere very much.

In just one month of school, the teachers took the initiative to coordinate and jointly arrange several surprise tests.Except for the Chinese composition and the English composition, which do not need to be completed, the rest are all based on the number of questions in the college entrance examination. From morning to night, they take turns to complete the test in one day.

After being abused by this kind of exam frequency several times, the students' mentality has become extremely stable even in the face of the same pattern.

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

The difficulty of the surprise tests assigned by the teachers is different every time, and the school committee is used to the ups and downs of the grades: "Life is just like the grades in front of us, with ups and downs..."

The sports committee raised its head: "What, isn't life only left with the achievements in front of you?"

The life committee member patted him on the shoulder: "Of course not, there is still Taishan who is exactly like Lao He."

Lao He still has not given up his desire to take his classmates to climb Mount Tai once, and he will mention it every few days, which can arouse the students' cherishing of the status quo and their surging motivation to study hard.

"Speaking of Tarzan."

Their class monitor was well informed: "I heard that the demonstration in the neighboring province was worse than ours. They will organize a hike a hundred days before the college entrance examination to inspire the fighting spirit of the students."

Moreover, there is no weekend for the provincial demonstration, and there is only one day off in the last two weeks, and classes are held normally on the weekend in between.

This kind of excursion delays the normal course, and the two days taken up must be made up later, maybe it will be three weeks in a row.

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

"Walk." Their school committee also heard the news, "30 kilometers, equivalent to 75 laps of a 400-meter standard playground, 0.71 marathon."

"..." Duan Lei skillfully picked up the pen: "I love studying, and studying makes me happy."

When life has been miserable enough, knowing that the classmates next door are worse than one's own will undoubtedly provide a certain degree of comfort.

Under the cruel training of life, the students in class [-] have already developed enough will and endurance, and their test scores are mediocre, and they didn't even arouse much splash among the students.

The exam is on Friday, and there are two days off on Saturday and Sunday.

Lao He felt that the students should balance work and rest, so he specifically communicated with the teachers of each subject. Apart from sorting out the papers and preparing them for correction in class on Monday, he did not leave any homework.

The cheers from their class almost toppled the roof of the house, and the class teacher and the director of the education department, wearing hats, came out to look in fright: "What's the matter, what's the matter, an earthquake?"

Earthquakes are not earthquakes.

But to have a weekend without homework, this kind of good news is actually not too different from the earthquake to the students.

"I want to sleep until noon, wake up naturally, and then get up and have a big meal!"

Tears filled the eyes of the sports committee, and the habit of making a schedule could not be changed for a while, so he grabbed a pen and wrote ambitiously on the paper: "It's dark in the afternoon, and I have a good night's play!"

"Let's go black, let's go black." Duan Lei was very excited, and dragged Yao Qiang over to join the team, "Brother Sheng, are you coming?"

"tomorrow?"

Yu Sheng has something to do, so he can't join the indulgent carnival of his classmates: "I support you mentally."

"..." Duan Lei hastily waved his hand politely: "No need, brother Sheng. We will send you the ID of the opponent when the time comes, so please spare some time to support me..."

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

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

"Winter vacation is not as happy as it."

The squad leader was very high-spirited: "I just finished the exam, no marks, no answers, no homework!"

The sports committee is full of fighting spirit: "No classes, no hiking, no mountain climbing!"

The school committee rubbed its chin, nodded and concluded: "Heaven."

The happiness of heaven cannot be experienced by other classes.

Duan Lei walked to the door humming a song, but was stopped by Yu Sheng: "Tell me again, what are you going to do tomorrow."

"Ah?" Duan Lei was stunned, looking at Yu Sheng who lowered his head and pressed his phone: "...I fell asleep until I woke up naturally, and then I let go and had a big meal. Let's play black together?"

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

Duan Lei saw him typing on the phone, and guessed that Brother Sheng probably had the habit of keeping a diary, but without thinking about it, he happily said goodbye to Yu Sheng and went out.

The students from other classes who were dying after the exam moved out of the class with their schoolbags on their backs, and watched their class bouncing outside with their mouths dumbstruck.

Those who know it, quickly lower their voices, and explain science to those who don't know much: "Look, class seven, it is said that they have gone crazy..."

The provincial demonstration will not have a holiday tomorrow, and when Yu Sheng was leaving the school, he just received a message from Jin Linkun: Kids, what are your plans for tomorrow?

Yu Sheng didn't have any plans, but he calculated the time. Tomorrow happened to be [-] days before the college entrance examination.

In order to exercise the will and quality of the students and enhance the fighting spirit of the students, the Provincial Demonstration organizes a group excursion for a hundred days of swearing-in.

Jin Linkun never mentioned it, and apparently he didn't know anything about their upcoming fate, probably either he didn't listen carefully to the opening meeting, or he didn't read the announcements in the class group.

Yu Sheng was not in a hurry to remind him, so he took out the notepad and copied it for him: sleep until he wakes up naturally, eat a big meal, and turn black.

Jin Linkun: ...

The children's diction today is a bit lively.

The liveliness is probably due to feeling the long-lost youth of Class Seven.

If Jin Linkun went back at noon according to the usual time after school, he would probably meet Yu Sheng who fell asleep until he woke up naturally.

After ordering a few dishes at that unnamed well-known small restaurant in the back street, Jin Linkun made an appointment to pick them up tomorrow, and continued to tease his boyfriend: "Brother, I'll bring you lunch."

Usually, when encountering this kind of situation, Yu Sheng is usually too lazy to care about it, and just types it to satisfy him.If this person is still complacent and let him speak, then beat him up by the way.

Today Yu Sheng was not in a hurry to return. After thinking about it, he planned ahead: What if he doesn't call?

Jin Linkun chatted with Liang Yifan and the others all the year round, and he was obviously prepared for this problem: friend, if you don't call, it will not be a matter that can be solved by calling brother.

……

By the way, Yu Sheng also copied this sentence into the notepad.

Jin Linkun waited for a while, but Yu Sheng didn't reply, so he knocked a question mark:?

Yu Sheng's message jumped out: "It's all right."

Yu Sheng: What if you don't call?