Don't Talk To Me!

Chapter 101

The son has grown up, of course he also has the right to choose the object he likes.

The parents don't intend to interfere too much, but they still hope that their son can find someone who is not so cold and easy to change.

It would be even better if it looked better.

……

Jin Linkun pressed his forehead, feeling that his parents' request might be a bit low.

Not even claiming to be alive.

Mr. Jin was kinder than Ms. Li. He smiled and patted his son on the shoulder: "There is something I didn't tell you. In fact, we didn't give you a note on WeChat."

Jin Linkun knew about this, because his parents didn't have names on WeChat, so every time they chatted, the first thing he had to do was to take the initiative to declare his identity.

For a while, Ms. Li always received fraudulent calls saying "I am your goose table, I don't have a meal, and I need 200 yuan." The process of self-identification at the beginning of their family chats became very cumbersome.

At least praise each other sincerely for 10 minutes, or talk about money, and send a red envelope to each other first.

But what Mr. Jin wants to say is obviously not this.

Looking at his son who hadn't recovered, Mr. Jin handed him the phone very kindly: "There is no note, so after we found out that you have the habit of writing a diary with your WeChat name, we often couldn't help but take a look."

Jin Linkun: "..."

Mr. Jin added insult to injury: "Is it a diary?"

Until the end of the heart-to-heart talk, Jin Linkun was still reflecting on the possible impact of being in love on the activity of people's thinking.

Not knowing what happened at her boyfriend's house, Yu Sheng was busy all night, taking advantage of the deep impression, he roughly sorted out the knowledge points covered in the final exam.

The foundation of their class is too weak, no matter how difficult the exam is, you can't rush to review, you must lay the foundation first.

As for the extent to which it can be raised, it will be determined according to the progress in the future.

Just finished the exam, and the Chinese New Year is about to come, it is obviously midnight, and the class [-] is also very lively.

Yao Qiang: Brothers, there is something I must share.

Yao Qiang: After seeing me sitting at the desk and studying, my mother was so happy that she just gave me a rock candy elbow.

Duan Lei: This trick is really easy to use!Just now, I got my New Year's money at the desk, and my dad said that I will give it again during the New Year!

School Committee: Congratulations, everyone. I just came back from making dumplings. When I heard that I was going to study, my mother snatched my rolling pin without hesitation.

Amidst the good news, a news bubble from the Sports Commission popped up inexplicably: So why did I sit upright at the desk and say that I want to study, and my mother immediately picked up the broom and asked me how bad I was in the exam? ?

……

Some are happy and some are sad.

None of this group of people could be free, and they were busy sorting out the papers while talking nonsense.

After Yu Sheng sorted out the test papers for one subject, he took his mobile phone and looked at the news, only then did he really feel the atmosphere of the New Year's Eve.

He has never felt much about the Chinese New Year, the most impression is that the jingling firecrackers last night, after the ban on firecrackers in the urban area in the past two years, he sleeps much more peacefully than before.

Many people in the class received rewards in advance because of their good performance this semester, and generously distributed red envelopes in the group.

The Sports Committee kept in mind the lessons learned on 11.11, claiming that they would never grab red envelopes since then, but in the end they couldn't bear the more and more attractive atmosphere, and grabbed several of them.

The life committee member has sharp eyes, and at a glance, he saw a familiar profile picture called "WeChat is risky, you need to be cautious when changing your name" also mixed in with the army grabbing red envelopes: Mr. Jin, when are you coming back?

Jin Linkun: Come on, how are you doing?

Sports Committee: Okay, we went to the snow battle after the exam, and we just built a snowman!Do you want to see it?

Jin Linkun: ...

Jin Linkun: No, thank you.

Jin Linkun: Thank you Snowman too :)

Sports Committee:?

Sensing that there might be some unspeakable story between their teacher Jin and this snowman, the topic thoughtfully did not stay on it for a long time.

Yu Sheng has been diving in the group all the year round, and members of the seventh group have always suspected that he doesn't watch the group at all. Soon, because of Jin Linkun's appearance, they began to discuss things about Sheng wantonly.

Duan Lei: We are relieved to see you come back, Mr. Jin, the students in Class [-] miss you collectively.

Yao Qiang: Class [-] misses you. Brother Sheng probably won't admit it, but he misses you too.

Sports Committee: To be honest, I think Brother Sheng has lost weight recently.

Academic Committee: Maybe it's because of miss.

Squad leader: It may also be because Brother Sheng hasn't had any snacks recently.

The news was sent out, and within a few seconds, the class cadre group quickly disappeared into the class group.

The surviving life committee members were taken aback, and hugged Lao He tightly: Brother Sheng is the group leader?When did this happen? ?

Duan Lei helped him recall: When we founded our class, Lao He’s phone ran out of battery, and he just confiscated Brother Sheng’s phone...

In principle, No. [-] Middle School does not allow mobile phones. Although it is uncontrollable, the teachers will still accept them symbolically.

So at that time, the lone wolf school bully who was not familiar with the students in the new class of Class [-], who usually only slept on the table and played with the mobile phone, after the teacher confiscated the mobile phone and returned it, he found that there was an extra group on the mobile phone. .

It should be for the sake of attracting the group, and I have an extra class of friends.

Yu Sheng, the leader of the group, has been hiding his achievements and fame for more than a year, and he is very majestic when he makes his first move.

The rest of the students immediately shut up obediently, no one said anything they should not say to Teacher Jin, and began to read aloud the ancient poems necessary for Chinese in the group.

The next day made up the class, and the class cadres who were unfortunately out of the group finally returned to the embrace of the class.

"I know it's wrong."

The squad leader held the hot soy milk that Lao He bought for everyone, and covered his hands tremblingly: "Be careful in the future."

Academic Committee: "Be careful not to talk nonsense."

Sports Committee: "Before talking nonsense, let's see if brother Sheng is asleep."

After summing up a wave of experience, everyone sat down and took out the neatly bound papers that had been checked overnight.

After the exam, I didn’t feel very good. I got the answer right, but I found that there are still a lot of places where I was vaguely right because of my impression.

After calculating the total score, most people even improved a little bit compared to the mid-term.

This year has passed, and there is really only half a year left in high school, and everyone has already developed a sense of urgency.

Lao He also participated in the spontaneous tutoring of the students, sitting on the side with a thermos bottle and smiling, and seeing someone who had finished drinking the soy milk, he would refill a glass.

In the temperatureless classroom, the soy milk was steaming palely, curling up, catching the young and childish eyebrows of a group of students.

Everyone has the right to chase their dreams.

You also have the right to work harder and harder.

Teaching the papers is more difficult than making the papers. The papers that were supposed to be finished in two days were postponed for another day because some teachers rushed back after hearing the news.

The teachers of No. [-] Middle School usually have to beg their students to study, and it is rare for a student to take the initiative, and they don't care about sacrificing two days of rest.

"What holiday? Take out the papers!"

Their history teacher just rushed over from home, took off his down jacket, rolled up his sleeves and stood on the podium, "Say, no way!"

The sports committee was terrified when they saw it, and pulled the school committee to complain: "Brother, I think the teachers seem to want to open my brain and stuff the knowledge directly into it."

The school committee shook his head: "Brother, the teachers are not so crazy."

The sports committee breathed a sigh of relief: "Is it an illusion? That's good, that's good..."

Academic Committee: "The teachers teach the Basic Law. You must first pour out the water in your mind before you can fill in the knowledge."

……

The mighty make-up classes continued until the evening of the third day.

Obviously, the teacher who usually feels very fierce, taught each one in great detail, and did not lose patience at all because of the slow comprehension of these students with weak foundations, and taught them tirelessly over and over again.

Before leaving, I deliberately wrote down my mobile phone on the blackboard, and repeatedly asked the students to ask any questions, send text messages and make phone calls, so don't be restrained.

It's the third year of high school, and it seems that there are few things left that are more important than their sprinting for the college entrance examination.

"It reminds me of our house downstairs."

The sports committee and the others came out with the class monitor to see off the teachers, and watched the teachers riding bicycles into the night: "There are several high school students in our area. At first, I thought it was quiet in the morning, but I found out later that the adults downstairs discussed and said that we should not make noise. We walk on tiptoe when we go to work.”

The life committee took the exam for one year: "There are volunteers during the college entrance examination, and some help to send the exam, and the car doesn't honk."

The squad leader took a deep breath and rubbed his hair: "It's just...it seems that I can learn a little more."

Before I knew it, many things around me seemed to be quietly becoming softer.

Even boring knowledge and cold grades can't cover up the gentleness that is quiet and ubiquitous.

After correcting all the papers, everyone saved up a thick stack of notes before finally leaving school and going home.

Yu Sheng turned over the back wall, just in time to meet Lao He who was breathing on his hands.

"There are too many bags, your teacher must ask me to send them out."

Lao He handed him a rather ordinary-looking aluminum lunch box, and explained with a smile: "Pork and corn stuffing, are you used to it?"

Yu Sheng has never paid much attention to the customs of the New Year, and has never eaten dumplings in a hurry: "Teacher."

"Try it once." Old He pointed to the lunch box, "Both their mothers said that my stuffing is some kind of dark food, and it's up to you to justify it."

Lao He's tone was quite serious. Yu Sheng held the lunch box, stood for a while, and nodded.

He actually knew why Lao He confiscated his mobile phone back then, and why he used his mobile phone to add friends to build a group.

Just like he also knew why Lao He held the coming-of-age ceremony on that day, why he kept saying nothing when he changed his student status, and why he took the lead in throwing a snowball at him in the snow.

Lao He looked out of tune, but he was actually watching them all the time.

"Okay, let's go home."

Lao He patted him on the shoulder: "Go home and eat dumplings and get a good night's sleep."

When I got home, the class was rare and quiet.

Yu Sheng took a closer look, and found that the most active people usually didn't talk much, probably because they were forced to work by their families on New Year's Eve, and they didn't have much time to release their chattering hearts on the Internet.

In the third year of high school, few things are more important than their sprinting for the college entrance examination.

The Chinese New Year will undoubtedly be included in the category of one of the few "things more important than sprints".

Even Yang Fan, who usually only wants to study, made an exception and posted two photos of making dumplings into large wontons in his Moments.

Yu Sheng warmed up the box of dumplings that Lao He had given him, and replied to Jin Linkun's message to see when the Spring Festival Gala will be broadcast.

Only then did he turn on the TV according to the remote guidance, and with a bang, the whole room was suddenly pitch black.

Wechat is risky, and you need to be cautious when changing your name: it shouldn’t be, that TV doesn’t have a theater function yet.

Wechat is risky, you need to be cautious when changing your name: power outage?

Yu Sheng went to the balcony to have a look, and half of their neighborhood was completely dark: It should be, let me check the news.

The property of their community just issued an urgent notice, saying that there was too much snow recently, and there was an accidental problem with a cable, and it was being repaired.

It's not the first time that there is a power outage here in winter, and it's not too unusual.

At the beginning, the residential area was built carelessly, and there was heating, but the pipelines were unscientific, and the heating in the upper floors was mediocre.Without the air conditioner, the temperature in the room obviously started to drop.

Jin Linkun: Is it cold without an air conditioner, why don't you go out and book a hotel first?

Yu Sheng pulled out the emergency light and turned it on: No, go to bed early today.

In the past few days, he has been helping the seventh class organize the review materials overnight, and only slept for three or four hours for three consecutive days, and he is actually starting to feel sleepy at this moment.

Jin Linkun still seemed uneasy, but he didn't say anything more.

Yu Sheng ate the dumplings with the emergency light on, and paid New Year's greetings to Jin Linkun's parents and the teachers of the No. [-] Middle School summer camp. The room really felt a little chilly.

The air conditioner is always on at home, and there are not many situations where I need to wear thick pajamas.Yu Sheng rummaged in front of the closet, and finally found the two bodies that Jin Linkun bought back then.

……

Be urgent.

After all, there is no one at home.

Yu Sheng stood in front of the familiar green dinosaur cartoon pajamas for a while, but decided to give priority to ensuring that he would not catch a cold, and change it out as soon as he woke up tomorrow.

The coral fleece pajamas are actually quite comfortable to wear. Jin Linkun bought the same style as the costume, and the quality is even higher. The warmth retention is also much better than the thin half-sleeves.

Yu Sheng changed his clothes, went to wash up briefly, lay down on the bed in the dark, and checked the calm class again before going to bed.

A group of people were sharing the New Year's Eve dinner and making complaints about this year's Spring Festival Gala. They seemed to be having a good time, and they didn't see any speeches that were on the verge of being kicked.

Yu Sheng sent a red envelope for New Year's greetings, and put the phone next to the pillow.

In a place that Brother Sheng couldn't see, another small group called "Snacks for Brother Sheng" was lively and active.

Duan Lei: I fell asleep, I pretended to tell Brother Sheng to cheat, but Brother Sheng ignored me.

Squad leader: Could it be because Brother Sheng just doesn't want to talk to you?

Duan Lei: No, you don't know Brother Sheng.He can't tolerate not clicking on the little red dot when he sees it, nor can he tolerate clicking on it and not replying.

School Committee: Then what if brother Sheng really doesn't want to talk to you?

Duan Lei: Then he will tell me to fuck off.

……

Duan Lei had a very detailed understanding of their Brother Sheng, and everyone unanimously accepted this argument and continued to plan the next plan.

The sports committee was still a little nervous, and confirmed it again: Teacher Jin, are you really coming back today?Today is New Year's Eve.

Jin Linkun: Yes, so we need everyone's help.

After all, if you don't spend New Year's Eve at home, there are many possible loopholes in chatting.

The squad leader and the others have already brainstormed and contributed a lot of answers that their teacher Jin used to answer "what are you doing?" Now they finally got through to the point where their brother Sheng fell asleep, and immediately let their imagination fly: victory is in sight, now all that remains is how to get Teacher Jin to sneak back The door is open!

School Committee: Since the power is out at Brother Sheng's house, it means it's pitch black.Darkness is the best cover for any action, Teacher Jin can use this precious opportunity to try to sneak in.

Sports Committee: You look at this paragraph, it seems to be a very powerful sentence, but if you look carefully, you will find that a single word is useless.

Monitor: The microphone is here. Do you have any suggestions?

Sports Committee: Mr. Jin can climb up from the window sill.

After a while, Yao Qiang silently raised his hand: monitor.

Monitor: Tell me.

Yao Qiang: The sports committee knocked on me and asked why they kicked him.

The Sports Commission was locked outside the small group for 10 minutes to reflect.

This group of people usually have a lot of brains, but when they really use them, they don't have many ideas.

After careful consideration for a long time, they finally hoped that Jin Linkun would try to keep his voice as quiet as possible when he entered the door, and that their brother Sheng would sleep soundly due to working hard for days.

When Jin Linkun came in, these two things basically met everyone's expectations.

Duan Lei often watched and was very skilled in this kind of thing: Then Teacher Jin sneaked into the bedroom and put his cold hand into Brother Sheng's collar.When Brother Sheng opened his eyes, he hugged him and said with a smile, "I'm back".

The life committee is more pragmatic: How far do you think this plan can go?

Duan Lei: In the second step, Teacher Jin put his cold hand into Brother Sheng's collar, and then Brother Sheng threw him over his shoulder.

Monitor: ...so why did you make this suggestion?

Duan Lei: Because my good brother and I really want to see Mr. Jin being thrown over his shoulder.

The number of hard-won small groups is also decreasing in succession visible to the naked eye.

The few remaining people are still trying to give advice: no matter what, the movements must be light.

Academic committee: There must be a sense of surprise to make the boyfriend happy.

Lao He: You can prepare some small gifts suitable for your boyfriend.

Monitor: At the same time, try to protect your personal safety as much as possible.

With the flashlight on Jin Linkun's mobile phone, he unscrewed the bedroom door lightly and unconsciously paused.

He didn't reply for a while, and the monitor was a little worried: Teacher Jin?Teacher Jin?

Jin Linkun: Ah.

The light of the flashlight was covered by the hem of the clothes, so it was not very bright.

The light was a bit hazy, and instead of finding their boyfriend, they found a small dinosaur wrapped in a quilt.

Sinking into the soft pillow, quietly, I slept with myself into a small ball.

The author has something to say: Teacher Jin: (づ︶ど)