Don't Talk To Me!

Chapter 20

The water area of ​​the anonymous forum was once again filled with the blood and tears of seven groups of students.

The direction of the plot this time is a bit strange.

In the August [-] post, the relationship between the two big brothers suddenly changed from going to the bathroom hand in hand to an undercurrent.

There was more than one person who swore poisonously at [-] points. Not only did Kun Shen secretly read with a small desk lamp while his roommates were sleeping, but he even insisted that he was still there in order to trick his roommates into sleeping longer when he was at the door. bed.

When Yu Sheng went out to wash his face and came back, Jin Linkun was leaning against the door, holding his mobile phone and flipping through pages of posts.

While flipping through the pages, I sighed with him: "Three accusations against him. I don't think it's reasonable for this to happen now."

Yu Sheng skipped the idiom part, glanced at the screen of the mobile phone handed over, and raised his eyebrows.

Except for the last time he spent more than an hour buying pancakes, he hadn't seen this forum again, and thought that Jin Linkun didn't go shopping very much, but he didn't expect his forum level to be quite high.

Dozens of pages of the previous [-]th floor have been turned over, but the newcomers can't turn it over, it's already almost sunk, this time the gossip is posted in a separate post.

Yu Sheng read a few pages hastily, most of them felt that the gods of learning were as scheming as me and others, maybe they would quietly do the questions in the middle of the night, and the confidence that was hit to the bottom was rekindled in the chests of the masters, and the enthusiasm for learning was once again Burned all over the summer camp.

Instead, I didn't write any more messy content such as being arrogant and difficult to get along with.

He didn't care much, handed the phone back, grabbed the towel and wiped his face: "You didn't turn on the small desk lamp?"

Jin Linkun took the phone over: "Yes, but—"

Yu Sheng didn't talk to him but said, "You didn't lie to me that you were in bed?"

Jin Linkun: "..."

Facts are indeed facts.

If he hadn't said something extra at that time, Yu Sheng wouldn't have fallen asleep and slept through lunch, and finally woke up with a stomachache.

Jin Linkun put away his mobile phone, opened a can of millet and red date porridge, and handed it over: "Although I almost believe it now, I still think that this matter can also be explained by the love between my roommate and me..."

Yu Sheng received half of it, and was so stimulated by his words that he shuddered, and withdrew his hand: "Who is going on a blind date with you."

"Okay, no blind date."

Jin Linkun was very talkative, nodded his head graciously, pulled his hand over, and stuffed the porridge into it: "Eat a little, this nourishes the stomach."

……

After Yu Sheng finished his millet porridge, he still felt that there was something wrong with this conversation.

In high school, hot topics among students were destined not to last.The freshness has passed, and the water area has naturally become a new batch of gossip.

The stone hammer that Kunshen secretly turned on the lamp to learn has basically turned over the chapter, but the effect has not been turned over.

Xueshen's small desk lamp of the same style was inexplicably spread widely in the camp. Economically minded students quickly seized the opportunity to find the same style of wholesale purchasing agent, and it was sold out in a blink of an eye.

Probably because of the same nature as the triangular ruler set that must be passed every exam, the sales of desk lamps remained high for a few days in a row.

There was a post that counted scattered sales, and after all the calculations, it has reached an unprecedented situation where there is one small desk lamp for every ten people in the entire summer camp.

Yu Sheng went out to buy supper at night, and was even stuffed with a decent flyer under the street lamp.

"What are you looking at?"

Jin Linkun looked up from the desk and saw that he was holding a piece of paper in his hand, so he couldn't help but look over curiously.

Yu Sheng didn't finish reading, so he turned the flyer to the side, and put the Kanto boiled on the table for him.

Jin Linkun read the flyer with him, lowered his head and read: "Are you still regretting that you don't have enough time? Are you still hesitating because of the short life? Are you still regretting that your roommate has finished studying while you haven't finished it... What is this?"

"it."

Yu Sheng glanced at the back, motioned to the source of all evil on the table, and stuffed the flyer into his hand casually: "Same style as Xueshen, specially designed for secretly immersive learning when roommates are asleep, fast charging, battery life Strong, can widely deal with unexpected situations such as a large number of power outages, trips, world destruction, and the sudden urge to learn in the dead of night is hard to restrain—”

"All right, please forgive me."

Jin Linkun laughed, shook his head and stopped Yu Sheng: "The world of Xueba is too scary..."

The pile of books on his desk was a bit messy, and he picked up the two next to each other.

Just as he was about to put the leaflet in, his eyes swept to the small print behind him, and his eyebrows suddenly raised slightly.

I picked it up again and looked at it carefully.

Word for word.

Yu Sheng just turned the face after he finished reading the face, at most he only glanced at it once.

Yu Sheng had already finished this topic, returned to his desk, pulled out the chair and was about to eat.

Sensing his gaze, Yu Sheng took apart the chopsticks and glanced up: "Aren't you hungry?"

Jin Linkun seemed to be really not hungry. Putting down the leaflet, he walked over with burning eyes and put his hands on his shoulders: "Friend."

He lowered his shoulders, met Yu Sheng's eyes, and his attitude was even a little solemn, as if he wanted to say something very important.

Yu Sheng frowned.

He is actually not very used to being so close to people.The person in front of me has invaded the safe distance time and time again, and I can control it a little bit so that I don't throw him out, and I'm still not used to being looked at in the eyes like this.

Especially this person's pupil color is extraordinarily dark.

It is black and deep, even if it is hidden behind the lens, it somehow seems to be able to suck people in.

The night outside the window was dark, the warm-toned lights fell down, the air conditioner blew, and the cool air flowed across the skin between the arms.

Yu Sheng's heartbeat was inexplicably stagnant, he squeezed the chopsticks in his hand, and resisted not poking him out two holes: "What are you doing?"

Jin Linkun: "Do you want to study in a group?"

"..."

"Remember."

Yu Sheng sat in the evening self-study classroom, calmly looking at the schedule from [-]:[-] p.m. Evening self-study' this kind of words?"

Jin Linkun thought for a while and was sure: "No."

Yu Sheng looked at "Have you really mastered Mathematics for the College Entrance Examination - Conic Section" in front of him, took a deep breath and let it out long.

There is actually a reason why the summer camp suddenly added an evening self-study.

After buying a small table lamp, the top students fell into a crazy late-night quiz mode. Even if two people are studying, they must turn off the lights and turn on the small table lamp with their backs facing each other to ensure the kind of immersive learning that is only me. atmosphere.

There were no major problems at first, until the director in charge of the life of the summer camp came to check the dormitories on a whim, and saw the faint white lights in the dark dormitories at a close distance, and the white lights floating under each piece of white light reached his eyes. With a dull face, he was almost frightened out of a heart attack.

Lao Wan thought about it carefully, and it was probably because the active learning enthusiasm of the top students had not been fully expressed.

"Three hours, Renren passed."

Jin Linkun seemed to understand him very well. He glanced around at the classmates who were expressing their enthusiasm for learning, and patted his arm: "I'm not used to studying with so many people."

Yu Sheng was not used to studying with so many people.

It took too long for him to lay down his foundation, even if he stayed in this summer camp for no reason, his subconscious mind still resisted learning.

It seems that as long as it is like this, as long as it is no longer attracting attention and standing under everyone's gaze, those bad things can be completely sunk to a place where they can't remember, and they can be completely separated from the past.

He knew it was wrong, but he was blocked by an inexplicable force and couldn't get out.

The activities of the seven groups these days are all highly autonomous learning exchanges in various subjects, neither participation nor compulsory, but the atmosphere of evening self-study is very different.

Especially this kind of sound surrounded by rustling writing and turning the pages of the book, everyone is immersed in their studies, wishing to have a progress bar on their heads, which reads [Chemistry Progress: 46/100] atmosphere.

Yu Sheng unconsciously exerted force on his knuckles.

……

Just look at it and don't take it to heart.

He sat at the desk for a while, opened the exercise book that Jin Linkun stuffed, and flipped through a few pages.

Turning to the seventh page, a slightly heavy weight suddenly pressed between the fingers.

Yu Sheng frowned, and turned the page back.

There was a post-it note on it.

Fluorescent yellow that dazzles the eyes, the very free and abstract strokes draw a thing with a mouth crookedly, and a strong and unrestrained font is attached below it: Donald Duck.

Yu Sheng: "..."

God damn Donald Duck.

A little puzzled by Xueshen's unique aesthetic, Yu Sheng sat for a while looking at the stick figure of Donald Duck, who looked like a disney balloon leaking air, and felt between the pages with his fingertips, and found the next one on page No.14. post it.

Probably because I confirmed on the first page that I have no talent for drawing Disney animation characters. On page No.14, the post-it note turned into a Doraemon with a big mouth open.

Yu Sheng couldn't hold back, and continued to count and turn a few pages back, and sure enough, he found the next few hand-painted car rollover scenes on pages 21, 28, and 35.

Yu Sheng pressed his forehead, thinking about Jin Linkun's ingenious way of learning, flipped through another seven pages, and found the last post-it note on the thin last page of the book.

I probably also discovered that I really don't have the talent for drawing. There are no lines on the sticky notes that I can't understand without explanation, and only write one line.

The brush strokes are sharp and smooth, and the frame structure is so beautiful that it can be directly taken out as a hard-tipped pen calligraphy exhibition.

—This page is too serious and has no illustrations.

Yu Sheng was slightly dumb, and couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth. Just as he was about to close the book, his hand suddenly stopped.

On the day of the decisive battle of grammar, there was an irritating sound of English reciting.

Jin Linkun took a grade-[-] vocabulary book that he had already read in junior high school, bent down, put one arm around his shoulder, and opened the book.

……

"This is good."

Probably because his complexion was really not very good. Jin Linkun held his hand a little harder than usual that day, pressing his warm palm on his shoulder, trying to pull him out of something.

"Look, this one has illustrations."