Don't Talk To Me!

Chapter 60

They were caught giving lectures at the carnival night before the start of school, and a group of people headed by Duan Lei felt that the person opposite the video might not be the real Yu Sheng.

Or they were caught by the summer camp and some brutal experiments were carried out.

But because Yu Sheng has accumulated prestige for a long time, a group of teenagers who were still holding poker cards and mice in their hands did not dare to move. They watched them silently. Explained the topic of the evening in a thorough manner.

When Yu Sheng turned off the video and went to bed, everyone seemed to have gained peace of mind and sublimation.

"To be honest." Three hundred and two people were dying, "When Brother Sheng said he wanted to give a lecture, I actually refused..."

Duan Lei went crazy: "Then you refuse!"

Three hundred and two: "Do I dare? Brother Sheng will be thrown from the wall to the outside tomorrow because I don't want to study?"

Boy No. [-] added: "Brother Sheng went from platinum milk to bronze because of not studying?"

No. [-] added: "Losing [-] games in a row in Dou Dizhu, I happened to meet my mother when I went to the Internet cafe, and took me directly from the Internet cafe to the second floor of the Internet cafe?"

……

The last person raised his hand and concluded: "For these, such small things as learning, I think we can still bear it."

The students from the No. [-] Middle School comforted each other for a while, clutching the homework that they had finished before they knew it, they went offline, and fell asleep in a daze with their newly acquired rich knowledge.

Yu Sheng couldn't hold back, rummaged around on the bed, and found three candies under the pillow.

Pressing a small sticky note.

After realizing that his paintings were even more difficult to recognize than cursive, Jin Linkun bid farewell to the meticulous painting method and returned to simple and easy-to-understand stick strokes, and drew him a big smiling face on the sticky note.

There are also neatly written lines of fine print below.

——"Sleep well, children, and have happy dreams."

Holding the sticky note, Yu Sheng read it several times, couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and pressed it back under the pillow again.

How can this man be so wide...

No matter what dreams you have.

I don't know if it's because Jin Linkun, who has to take care of everything, looks really annoying. Yu Sheng fell asleep not long after, and he really didn't do those messy dreams.

He only dreamed that he ate too much sweets, his teeth hurt so badly that he couldn't speak, and his face was swollen like a steamed bun.

Yu Sheng, who woke up in the morning, felt that this was a hint of fate. The hand touching the candy in the cardboard box hesitated for a few seconds, and put all the candy back, leaving one in his pocket.

The work of returning to school is mainly to distribute books and collect homework, plus announce the next course schedule.

I'm officially in my third year of high school, and suddenly I'm facing the pressure of entering a higher school. The atmosphere doesn't seem to have changed much, and it seems that there are vague tensions everywhere.

The entire third floor is covered with all kinds of very refreshing slogans. There are quite a few people wandering in the corridors. The bulletin board at the corner of the stairs still has last year's honor roll posted, and the big red characters are very eye-catching.

Yu Sheng went upstairs with his schoolbag and found the classroom, where most of the people were already seated.

As soon as Duan Lei saw him, he rushed over worriedly: "Brother Sheng! Come on, sit down first..."

Before he had time to react, Yu Sheng had already been dragged to sit down by him, and circled around twice carefully.

Yu Sheng was a little puzzled, and asked the boys in the front row: "Yao Qiang, what is he doing?"

Yao Qiang was one of the [-] who were lucky enough to escape the make-up class. A group of them were lectured by Yu Sheng in the middle of the night yesterday, and they had almost finished their homework.

After being named, Yao Qiang immediately turned back and sold the well-intentioned Duan Lei without hesitation: "Leizi is looking for stitches to see if you have been implanted with a chip."

"..."

Duan Lei, who was carried back to his seat, protected his head and couldn't help but worry: "I'm really worried! How can you be so disrespectful? God knows what that summer camp did to Brother Sheng!"

Yao Qiang patted him: "To tell you the truth, listening to Brother Sheng's lecture is already the most loyal thing we can do."

The few boys who played well were too idle, and they all turned their heads to express their agreement.

Duan Lei searched around, but couldn't find anyone who was on the same front, so he took out his phone lonely, and continued to look up a hundred ways to solve the evil spirit.

In the third year of high school, for the convenience of small quizzes at any time, the seats became single tables for one person.Yu Sheng picked a seat by the window, sat there for a while, and then took out his phone to look at it.

He was actually a little worried.

After all, those bad things happened in the provincial key points. Even though Jin Linkun promised him several times that he would get along well with the teachers and classmates in the new class, Yu Sheng still couldn't help but check his phone every once in a while to see Is there any important news that I missed.

But the person who was worried seemed obviously not conscious of this, and was still swiping the screen one after another in an abnormal manner, leaving him no chance to find the key point at all.

Once upon a time there was a mountain: I saw our principal, and his hair was quite thick.

Once upon a time there was a mountain: the weather seems to be raining, and my garlic seedlings seem to be placed by the window, and I don’t know if I can hold on.

Once upon a time there was a mountain: the wind was quite strong, were the windows closed at home?

Once upon a time, there was a mountain: I ate a good Roujiamo this morning, it is in our back street, and I will take you to eat it tomorrow.

……

Sentences didn't quite match each other, and they jumped out in a mess without any logic, but they obviously seemed to be in a good mood.

I don't know how this person poked a completely unpeeled garlic into the water, and how he still had the confidence to expect it to grow garlic sprouts.

Yu Sheng handed in the application form for day-study and received the book list.Holding the mobile phone in one hand, he was distracted listening to the class teacher He Jianguo talking about the next arrangement on the podium, and found a few words in the middle of the message to reply him.

His gaze swept over the last two messages, his fingertips paused unconsciously, and he didn't immediately type a reply.

How could someone... be able to mature like this by himself.

As if his home was his home.

The other side didn't send any more messages for a while, Yu Sheng sat holding the phone for a while, edited several replies that made him sober, and finally deleted them all, and typed the keyboard again.

Yu Sheng: Closed.

Yu Sheng: Why do you have so many things after packing all night?

Jin Linkun himself didn't know why there were so many things.

When he came to the summer camp, he brought a lot of luggage, but it didn't reach this level.I went out with Yu Sheng and walked around the street a few times, and I don't know why I added a bunch of things here and there, but I didn't want to throw any of them away.

Especially the small sky-blue electronic organ, which he specially found a pretty wooden box to pack, but Yu Sheng didn't recognize it when he rummaged through the suitcase at first.

The purpose of leaving the luggage is to make the children feel at ease. Jin Linkun did not expect that Yu Sheng would really spend the whole night tidying it up, so he couldn't help but blame himself: Is it all packed?I didn't want you to be in such a hurry.

Yu Sheng said in his heart that if you hadn't hidden candy in the suitcase, of course there would be no need to clean up the whole suitcase overnight.

He also deliberately took the empty suitcase to the living room, and patted it down for a long time.

……

As a result, three candies poured out.

He was doing two things at once, listening to the teacher on the stage while sending a message. He pressed send and realized that something was wrong. He was two seconds late in withdrawing, and Jin Linkun had already finished reading it.

Yu Sheng felt that he could feel the smugness on the other side through the mobile phone. Seeing the prompt "the other party is replying", he simply typed it: shut up.

The other party shut up cooperatively for three seconds, and continued to send him messages quickly.

Once upon a time there was a mountain: friends.

Once upon a time there was a mountain: children.

Once upon a time there was a mountain: little boyfriend.

The phone buzzed non-stop, and Yu Sheng interrupted in time before he continued to add attributive words: What are you doing?

Even though he was swiping the screen quickly just now, this person calmed down again, and a new reply came out after a long while.

Once upon a time there was a mountain: I want to hug you.

There is a temple in the mountains: found all the sugar?

It was the first time I saw someone chatting and changing their WeChat name. Yu Sheng's chest, which was a little congested just now, was messed up, and he unconsciously grabbed his phone.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that the phone seemed a little hot.

In fact, it seemed that it was not as difficult as imagined. Find a few people to give lectures, eat two candies, and sleep with a sticky note on his pillow. Overall, he had a good time last night.

Yu Sheng put down the phone and clenched his free hands slightly.

The mobilization work for the third year of high school is coming to an end. The head teacher is on the stage, patiently educating them: "Now is the third year of high school, the most important year. The school will also strictly enforce the style of study. Everything is focused on learning, and everything is for the college entrance examination."

The homeroom teacher used to teach Chinese, and he has always had a good relationship with his classmates. He helped the students in the class resist many criticisms and is familiar with all kinds of routines among this group of students: "Students who have not established a long-term or short-term stable relationship try to Persist until graduation from the third year of high school. If you have already established, try not to be too ostentatious. Everyone supervises and covers each other, and puts your mind on your studies. This year can't be delayed..."

The class is counting the list of boarding students and day students. Most of them are listed as boarding students.

The dormitory for the third year of senior high school is specially divided, and the dormitory conditions and environment are much better than those of the first and second year of senior high school, but the number is limited.The school only counts this time, and those who decide to go to school will not be divided into dormitories. Unless someone checks out later, there is basically no chance to go back on their word.

Yu Sheng put down his mobile phone, took the form that was passed over, ticked the column of day-to-day reading, paused the tip of the pen, and subconsciously traced it twice.

Duan Lei saw that he had sent messages for a long time, and now he saw Yu Sheng was lost in the day-to-day list, so he couldn't help poking over: "Brother Sheng, brother Sheng?"

He still couldn't help worrying, the more he thought about it, the more frightening he became, and he lowered his voice: "Did they send someone to follow you? That kind of particularly cold man in black, who lives in your house and makes you study hard every day... "

When Yu Sheng was asked by him, he raised the tip of his pen, couldn't help but smiled slightly, and nodded: "...Yes."

Duan Lei was even more frightened: "???"

Yu Sheng handed him the list, stretched his arms, picked up his phone and replied: I don't know, how much did you hide?

Jin Linkun was very involved in the drama, and still insisted on his own setting: it wasn't hidden, it was leaked in his pocket.

The corners of Yu Sheng's mouth curled up unconsciously, and he followed him to chat: Okay, how much did you miss?

The phone vibrated twice, and the message from the other end came back quickly.

There is a math problem in the temple: It is known that I received 48 candy, dropped eleven in the kitchen, nineteen in the bedroom, three in the suitcase, and twelve in the living room.

There is a math problem in the temple: I am eating the third candy now, and there is only a little left to finish.

There is a math question in the temple: Ask, can I pick up my little friend later, will I go home with him?