Don't Talk To Me!

Chapter 34

Throughout the second half of the lecture, Yu Sheng didn't listen to what was being said on stage.

Because this person actually did what he said, so I started to study with him.

They sat in the corner, far away from the front of the stage.Jin Linkun closed the competition questions on his lap, and the screen of his mobile phone was lit. He leaned over and looked at the book of political highlights with him.

He didn't talk nonsense or complain, and followed him to read page by page seriously.

……

I don't know if it's because the air conditioner in the auditorium is really too cold. Yu Sheng's arms, which were stretched to push people away, never put in the last bit of strength.

Until the end of the lecture, in Yu Sheng's impression of the content of those ten pages, there was an extra question about why this person was so hot.

"This is the end of today's lecture, the students have worked hard."

The vice-principal in charge of admissions on the stage signaled the end of the lecture: "Here are our self-enrollment brochures and recommendation introductions, everyone can take them back and have a look, and learn more about the required conditions and procedures..."

Some students went to pick it up one after another, and some even took their notebooks to consult more detailed regulations and materials required for registration.

Soon to be promoted to the third year of high school, many people have vaguely felt the pressure of the college entrance examination, and started to prepare in various directions in advance.

Ding Zhengjiao went directly to get a stack according to the number of people in the group, and found people one by one.

The seven groups all sat near the front and walked to the side door, only the last two books remained.

"Brother Sheng, do you want it?"

Only then did Ding Zhengjiao find out where the two of them were sitting, and shook the brochure in his hand from a distance: "I feel that the conditions are pretty good. The college entrance examination has a lot of variables, so it's good to be sure..."

"Need not."

Jin Linkun packed his things and raised his head politely: "Thank you, I—"

Yu Sheng raised his leg and kicked him.

"..." Jin Linkun said concisely, "We don't need it."

"Is it a dream?"

Xia Junhua couldn't believe it: "I'm already ready to accept Kunshen's critical attack of 'Guiding self-enrollment is too boring, why the only solution is the college entrance examination'."

"Then you should thank Brother Sheng."

Cen Rui was a row closer to him, and witnessed the whole process with his own eyes: "Brother Sheng used his power to seal Kunshen, preventing this sentence from appearing in time, and protecting us who are weak, pitiful and helpless."

Liang Yifan clapped his hands together, and was about to burst into tears of gratitude when he was suddenly pulled by Cen Rui, and a figure happened to pass by him.

It looked a little familiar, so scared that he immediately shut his mouth firmly, and quickly sat back in his seat.

The vice-principal of University N was still on the stage just now, but at some point he actually walked over,

"Jin Linkun?"

The vice-principal stood still by the door, looked at him carefully, and said kindly, "It's really you. You've changed a bit from before, and I'm still a little unsure."

Yu Sheng frowned, and took half a step back.

Jin Linkun stopped packing his things, raised his head, and smiled politely at him: "Principal Ma."

He was holding the competition book in his hand, and was about to put it into Yu Sheng's schoolbag together.The vice-principal caught a glimpse of the cover, and his eyes lit up: "Are you still learning about competitions? It doesn't matter, I will win a few more awards this year, and I won't delay it for a year—"

"Principal Ma."

Jin Linkun cut him off in a harmonious voice, and stuffed the book into his schoolbag: "Just watch and play, I'm not competing anymore."

The vice principal was stunned.

He was not angry because of being interrupted by Jin Linkun, but his expression showed some regret: "Your talent is the best among these students I have ever seen. Whether you choose N University or not, we don't want to see you continue to give up on yourself like this go down..."

Jin Linkun lowered his eyes and smiled slightly. He was about to pick up his schoolbag when he was suddenly held down by another hand.

He was startled, subconsciously raised his head.

Yu Sheng held him down, and because of the positions of the two of them, that arm almost looked like it was protecting him.

"He didn't give up on himself."

Yu Sheng pressed his arm, cherishing words like gold: "It's too boring to send him to recruit himself, he wants to take the college entrance examination."

Xia Junhua: "..."

Cen Rui: "..."

Liang Yifan: "..."

The vice-principal opened his mouth and laughed, "That's right... I forgot."

This kind of college summer camp originally served several other paths. The vice-principal almost forgot the most normal way to enter a higher school. He patted his head and joked with a smile: "How about it? Do you want to try to become the provincial champion of science this year?"

Jin Linkun raised his head and looked at Yu Sheng who was beside him.

The people who were still in charge of him not to talk nonsense just now have no intention of intervening at all.He folded his arms and leaned back, his expression was flat, nothing unusual could be seen.

Jin Linkun couldn't help pulling the corner of his lower lip, and lightly touched Yu Sheng with his elbow, asking for permission solemnly: "Can you say this?"

Yu Sheng: "..."

There is never a time when this man is not in need of a beating.

After finally dispelling the little thoughts that came into being, Yu Sheng glanced at him, the corners of his lips pursed, and his black and white sharp eyes raised silently.

Jin Linkun's eyes behind the lens were slightly bent, and he took all the orders. With his right hand covered by his schoolbag, he fumbled for a candy from his roommate's pocket openly.

"……Correct."

He squeezed open the wrapping paper, put the candy in his mouth, and raised his eyes casually: "I want to take one."

……

"It's careless."

In the self-study room, Xia Junhua was dying: "I thought Brother Sheng was helping us seal God Kun, but it turned out that he was helping God Kun to prepare a big move."

Cen Rui moved back to his seat step by step, tearfully envious: "It's so cool, when can I pretend to be like a boss..."

The leader of the seventh group rarely corrected the mentality of the team members, and sat in his seat, muttering words with blank eyes.

Liang Yifan, a liberal arts student, looked around and couldn't help but feel complacent: "I seem to understand your despair..."

Most of the seven groups were science students, and most of them were still in the aftermath of Jin Linkun's words. Only the deputy group leader, Kong Jiahe, seemed to be completely unaffected, and was still working diligently on the questions.

Liang Yifan was very annoying and couldn't help leaning over: "Deputy group leader, didn't you hear what God Kun said? When we were in the auditorium just now—"

"Understood, Classmate Liang."

Kong Jiahe pushed his glasses and looked up from the sea of ​​books: "If you want to succeed in the college entrance examination, strength, luck, and mentality are indispensable."

After training in the last competition, his expressive ability has improved a lot compared to before, and he seriously met Liang Yifan's astonished gaze: "Student Jin's self-confidence is also a very important one. I want to learn from him and maintain a good self." Only by feeling that you can show your true strength in the examination room.”

Liang Yifan: "..."

After the lecture, the enthusiasm of the seven groups of students for learning suddenly doubled under the stimulation.

The evening self-study has not yet started, and the classroom has already echoed with the rustling sound of the pen tip falling on the paper.

When Jin Linkun entered, he was so shocked by the extraordinarily powerful learning atmosphere in the classroom that he didn't move immediately.

Blocked by him, Yu Sheng pushed him away, and raised his hand to get his schoolbag: "Did you forget to bring something?"

"...No, it is impossible to forget this weight again."

Jin Linkun took a step back and teased Yu Sheng, "My friend, do you think the atmosphere today is not right?"

With a twist of his wrist, he still held the heavy schoolbag firmly in his hand.

Yu Sheng's awareness of the enthusiasm of this group of academic masters reached its peak on the first day he came in. He glanced up and found nothing wrong, so he walked around him and entered the door: "I can see, someone might throw a cup as a sign in a while." , and dragged you to the porch with a knife in your hands."

Jin Linkun couldn't help smiling, handed him the schoolbag, and sat down too.

He was so quiet today that people were not used to it. Yu Sheng glanced at him without saying a word, took it over and opened the zipper.

After returning from the auditorium, Yu Sheng actually wanted to ask him what happened back then.

But Jin Linkun didn't seem to have anything to say.

Everyone has things that they don't want to be known, and they don't want to be pointed out.Yu Sheng didn't intend to get to the bottom of it, so he took out his set of guys and shoved it in, spread out the exercise book, and prepared to continue to study the questions.

Jin Linkun didn't take any more contest questions today, nor did he take "Theory of Contract". In front of him was a thick stack of calculation papers on which Yu Sheng had marked the score points of the detailed process for him, flipping through them page by page.

He didn't read quickly, turned a few pages, and sometimes went back and compared them carefully.

Yu Sheng glanced sideways, looked away, and continued to land the pen tip on the paper.

After the lecture, Lao Wan probably heard about Jin Linkun's intention to take the college entrance examination, so he called him over to have a talk.

"Our school has also analyzed your papers. There is no problem with the knowledge reserve and problem-solving ideas. If you want to get a stable score in the college entrance examination, you should pay more attention to details."

Lao Wan didn't care about him at the rival school, so he patiently reminded him: "The steps of answering questions should be standardized, don't skip steps, and the proof questions must be written in full, otherwise it will be too bad."

Yu Sheng was also pulled over to listen at that time, and wanted to applaud Lao Wan very much.

He has watched Jin Linkun do the questions these days. This man can't wait to answer the questions with his eyes. He can figure out the answer with a glance. After answering a math paper, it is almost the same as the paper that Duan Lei frantically copied the answers and handed in before school started. .

Yu Sheng glanced down at the question he was doing, and marked a few more points (1 point) on the score points that were not counted.

Jin Linkun's mind was spinning quickly, but his concentration was mediocre. After only an hour, he lightly bumped him with his arm again.

Yu Sheng paused the tip of his pen and tapped a dot on the paper: "What are you doing?"

Jin Linkun took out the thermos cup: "Drink more hot water."

Yu Sheng: "..."

He is not interested in things like dating, but under Duan Lei's persevering influence, he also somewhat knows that this is a straight man's golden sentence in a love story, and it is probably the kind that will cause something to happen.

But this person not only said, he even brought a rather large thermos cup, and was unscrewing the lid to pour water for him.

Jin Linkun's survival skills are simply outrageous. He doesn't even know how to strain the tea when he makes red dates and wolfberry tea.The crookedly dug red dates mixed with goji berries splashed into the high platform, splashing water all over the table.

Yu Sheng looked at the red jujube wreckage that bounced off the edge of the cup lid, and finally figured out what this man was busy at the desk before evening self-study.

Yu Sheng wasn't thirsty, so he looked at the glass of water for a while, but he still didn't refuse it.

The air conditioner is also turned on in the classroom, and the effect of the thermos cup is average, and the water poured out is already a little warm.

Jin Linkun touched the wall of the cup and frowned: "It's getting cold, I should drink it for you earlier."

"It's not cold."

Yu Sheng took it and drank it dry: "I don't like hot drinks."

Jin Linkun was startled, the corners of his lips could not help but twitched, and Hu Lu turned his back: "You don't even need to eat the jujube, it won't be nutritious after soaking it..."

The rest of the words are smoothly silenced in an eye knife.

Yu Sheng turned back and continued to study the questions, but Jin Linkun didn't bother him anymore, and refilled his glass of water after a while, and continued to turn over the pile of straw paper.

……

Coming out of the bathroom for the third time, Yu Sheng felt that he could no longer soften his heart like this.

Jin Linkun's thermos can hold at least one liter of water, so I'm afraid he'll lose his head if he drinks it like this.

Yu Sheng sat back on his seat, staring distractedly at the tablemate beside him, and when Jin Linkun was going to get the thermos again, he raised his hand in time to stop him.

"Stop drinking?"

Jin Linkun couldn't move his arm, feeling a little regretful: "I checked, drinking more water is good for your health..."

The young man's shoulders and arms were tense, and he clutched his wrist very hard, obviously very determined.

After a stalemate for a while, Jin Linkun finally ended his talent show with regret, wiped off the lid of the cup and put it back, and put the thermos cup away: "Friend——"

Yu Sheng frowned: "What's the matter?"

This person was really abnormal tonight, regardless of the fact that he had a fever, Yu Sheng, who was full of water, still felt that he seemed to want to say something to him that was not worthy of beating.

That's why I had to bribe him with this pot of tea in advance.

Jin Linkun's expression was not as relaxed as usual, the pen on his fingertip turned around and fell down unsteadily.

It fell halfway, and it was caught in time by the hand protruding from the side.

"I told you, at this level, don't change your pen in the evening self-study."

Yu Sheng caught his pen, put it on the side of the table, and turned sideways: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Jin Linkun opened his mouth and raised his head to meet Yu Sheng's gaze.

There was still familiar impatience in those eyes, the brows were furrowed, but there was a little imperceptible worry hidden underneath, and the clean eyes fell right on him.

……

It seems that as long as he says that he doesn't want to go to this evening self-study anymore, the other party can put down the half-written exercise book in his hand, pack his schoolbag and accompany him to climb the wall, find an Internet cafe and play games all night.

Vaguely aware that he was actually comparing himself with the exercise book in his hand, Jin Linkun felt inexplicably that there seemed to be something wrong with him.

In fact, he didn't know what he wanted to say to Yu Sheng, or maybe he just wanted to call him, watching the young man beside him put down his pen impatiently and turned his gaze back to him.

Jin Linkun touched the place where Yu Sheng was holding his wrist.

It is said that jujube nourishes qi and blood, so how come my hands are still so cold after drinking red jujube tea all night.

The thoughts in his mind were a little messy, and he asked a question casually: "You said——can I get the first place in the province?"

"..." Yu Sheng: "Huh?"

Jin Linkun himself felt that he was a little crazy for asking this question, so he touched his nose: "Just, first..."

"God Kun, I have to interrupt you."

Liang Yifan listened to the two bosses in the back seat chattering for half a class, and finally couldn't help it anymore. He turned around and said, "Look at this classroom."

Jin Linkun withdrew his arm and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Did you see it? Did you feel this great enthusiasm for learning?"

Liang Yifan felt that he was very heroic now, and he opened his arms heroically: "Because everyone in this classroom has no doubt that you can take the first place, and they don't want to be reminded of the second place again in such a short period of time." time."

The leader of the seventh group sat close to them, with tears in his eyes, put down his pen and turned his head: "Well said, Liang Yifan, the entire seventh group applauds you in thought."

Jin Linkun: "..."

Seeing the two people turn back to bury their heads in the sea of ​​books, Jin Linkun coughed lightly, trying to pull back the tablemate who bowed his head again: "Friend..."

"Haven't they all finished?"

Yu Sheng didn't raise his head: "I don't need to say more."

Jin Linkun opened his mouth and smiled: "I still want to hear you say it once."

The pen in Yu Sheng's hand paused.

Jin Linkun's tone of voice when he said this was quite calm, so calm that there was even a bit of inexplicable mild expectation.

Yu Sheng knew what he wanted to hear, and clenched the pen in his hand, but his throat tightened for the first time.

He can't say.

Good things don't work, bad things work.

What he said may not be accurate every time, but for such a big matter, he can't just open his mouth before he thinks of a suitable expression.

After all, it is the college entrance examination, and no one can guarantee that nothing will go wrong.It doesn't mean that someone with a quick brain will definitely be able to secure the top spot. Unless this year's papers happen to be extremely difficult, and the gap between the first few points is obviously widened, otherwise the victory or defeat is likely to be determined by the details of ten points.

Jin Linkun waited for a while but couldn't wait, so he smiled and sat back down again.

The pen in Yu Sheng's hand was spinning quickly, and he flipped through a few pages of questions, but didn't read a single page. He took a deep breath, put down the pen, and reached under the table.

Jin Linkun's hand rested on his lap, and he was just about to lift it up to turn a page when it suddenly bumped into another palm that was a little cold.

Before he could react, Wei Liang's long and slender fingers had already bent down, holding his hand firmly with a little bit of strength to see death at home.