Don't Talk To Me!

Chapter 96

Not counting the results of Sheng and Yang Fan, the average English score of Class [-] was slightly different from that of Class [-] after the decimal point.

The number of students in the third middle school is average, and there are not many top students in the top class. In addition, the previous English teacher was really unlikable, and the English language in class one was the weakest.

But the teachers, who had always been at the bottom of the class before, could catch up so much. The teachers were already surprised, and they all agreed that Class Seven had won the unwritten bet.

The students in Class [-] were not reconciled, and under the leadership of Teacher Jin who came to pick up Brother Sheng, they collected the papers and reviewed them again. Finally, they found two questions on a paper that the teacher had missed and misjudged, and forced the extra points to be deducted. Added it.

After changing the grades, the students of class [-] passed the door of class [-] proudly and back and forth ten times with the lollipops invited by the head teacher in their mouths.

……

Finally, they were sent back to class one by one by the director of the education department holding the battery of the electric car.

When Yu Sheng and Jin Linkun went out, the class was very quiet.

A group of people who still want to know how good they are can study hard, Yao Qiang scratched his head desperately, the sports committee grabbed the pen, his eyes were wide open, it looked like he could eat the set of papers in front of him directly.

"A very meaningful day."

Jin Linkun was bored waiting for Sheng below, so he came up to take a look, but he did not expect to participate in such an exciting historic moment: "So my level of supplementary lessons is not bad?"

This person started to swell after hearing the English grades of Class [-]. Yu Sheng took a look at him and decided to cooperate with him first: "Not bad."

Jin Linkun was very happy. Seeing that there was no one in the corridor, he couldn't help thinking of going to hold his boyfriend's hand.

The motive was too obvious, Yu Sheng didn't hide, and let him hug him tightly: "Have you bought all the vegetables?"

"bought it."

Jin Linkun was easily satisfied, and walked forward together holding his hand: "Do you need to supplement other subjects in your class, such as Chinese—"

In the middle of the conversation, a few boys from Class [-] went out to get dinner together, turned the stairs and bumped into them head-on.

Seeing Yu Sheng, the members of their group reacted in a highly unified way. They quickly stood at attention, and took out a portable version of the necessary ancient poems from their pockets: "Don't you see! The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky! It rushes to the sea and never returns..."

Keep your eyes peeled and stay focused.

Didn't see any extra content.

Jin Linkun touched the tip of his nose and changed his mind: "For example, mathematics..."

Yu Sheng flipped through the phone, and showed him a text message sent by Jin Linkun and his teacher.

After discovering that the liberal arts champion of the school next door could control Jin Linkun, the teachers of the provincial demonstration also started sending text messages to Yu Sheng in turn.

The two text messages that Yu Sheng received recently were both suggestions that Jin was too active in math subjects, and suggested to use normal people's common methods to solve problems as much as possible.

"..."

Jin Linkun turned his head and coughed lightly: "My friend, you may not believe me when I say it, but I actually dabble in history and land administration a little bit."

"Comprehensive Essays for Science Students."

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows, remembering that he heard the group of people chatting in the class: "If you dare to teach, they may not dare to learn."

As far as Jin Linkun's habit of jumping to answer questions, there is still a result to be collected in the comprehensive comprehensive questions. If he answers the comprehensive questions, he doesn't know how he will fly.

—Point out the change of salinity in a certain wetland in the future, and explain the reason.

— Variation: increase.

- Reason: Obvious.

Yu Sheng felt that there should be a way out for the Wenzong teachers of No. [-] Middle School.

It seemed that there was really no chance to show off his remaining energy. Jin Linkun was quite lost, and calmed down again and walked forward.

Getting used to being annoyed by his chatter, Yu Sheng was quiet for a while, then pulled him to pat the chalk dust on the podium twice: "What's the matter?"

Pulled by him, Jin Linkun had an idea: "Friend, do you think the students in your class need to learn how to twist the Rubik's Cube?"

"..."

Yu Sheng let go of his hand, lifted it up and touched his forehead.

Jin Linkun was a little at a loss: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Yu Sheng withdrew his hand, "Just to see if the sudden unemployment has such a big impact on people's mentality."

The make-up teacher who was suddenly unemployed was sad all the way, and was carried back home by her boyfriend.

Jin Linkun's parents came back early in the morning, and the dishes were not tasty if they were cooked too early.

Yu Sheng marinated the ingredients that needed to be tasty, and made two soups in advance. He felt that Jin Linkun's room was too messy, so he threw him on the sofa and tidied up the room.

Jin Linkun looked at the overly tidy room, and was a little afraid to enter the door: "Didn't it mean that it was more lifelike than before?"

"Duan Lei said that one-fifth of the reasons why he was beaten was because he didn't clean up the room."

Yu Sheng flipped through the phone to check if there was anything missing: "Do you usually poke holes in the curtains with the tip of a pen?"

……

Jin Linkun decided to go and have a look.

Yu Sheng should have launched a collection of answers in his class on "Why would he be beaten by his parents?" All the suggestions on his phone were saved by the students in Class [-].

It seems almost a history of blood and tears for teenagers.

"It's okay, my parents probably won't beat me for taking our goldfish out to feed the cat."

Putting his arms around Yu Sheng's shoulders, Jin Linkun looked down one by one: "I probably won't refuse to feed me because I burned down the kitchen... The kitchen you see has been rebuilt after our house burned down for the fifth time. .”

A row of smoke alarms are installed on it, all kitchen utensils are fireproof, masks and gloves are placed within easy reach, and towels are specially prepared for wetting all year round.

Yu Sheng held the phone and looked up at him.

Jin Linkun stroked his hair and took the opportunity to stuff him with a piece of candy: "What are you thinking?"

With sugar in his mouth, Yu Sheng was very blunt: "I'm thinking about what kind of mysterious power has protected you so far."

Maybe it's the portable space that Duan Lei and the others mentioned, or some mysterious stone talisman that can extend life and increase blood.

Otherwise, one life may not be enough to beat.

Jin Linkun couldn't hold back, and smiled on his shoulder: "I burned it three times, and my parents burned the rest. No one in our family knows how to cook."

The Jin family is the kind of family that is a little too casual from any angle.

Both Mr. Jin and Ms. Li have little experience in cooking, but they have the courage to challenge.

When Jin Linkun was in elementary school and junior high school, his family basically relied on his live-in aunt to prepare meals for nutrition.Later, he managed to survive until he entered high school, and his body was about the same size, and even his aunt didn't invite him.

"So the two of them travel frequently now."

Jin Linkun explained to her boyfriend: "After all, you can eat out directly when you go on a trip. You don't need to go home to cook, and you don't need to do housework."

The plan went very well.

Yu Sheng felt that there seemed to be some omissions in this perfect plan: "Then what do you eat?"

"I'm a mature son." Jin Linkun said calmly, "I should learn to eat in the cafeteria by myself."

During winter and summer vacations, when the school cafeteria is closed, you should learn to find a summer camp by yourself, or take the initiative to find a place that manages meals such as a youth training camp.

In fact, even he chose the provincial demonstration at the beginning because the canteen of the provincial demonstration is very delicious. Not only Chinese food and Western food, snacks and drinks are available, but also there are flavor windows with local characteristics appearing at every turn.

As long as the sizzling steakhouse on the second floor of the East Canteen does not close down, Jin Linkun has no plans to transfer schools for the time being.

Yu Sheng still couldn't understand the atmosphere of their house, and stood for a while holding the phone, frowning.

Jin Linkun hugged him, seeing the child's extremely serious expression, a corner of his heart unconsciously and quietly ached.

Yu Sheng sucked the candy for a while, and was about to cook, when Jin Linkun touched the corner of his lips suddenly.

"Don't make trouble." Yu Sheng pulled his head away from his shoulders, "Go make your tomatoes mixed with sugar, put the sugar with a spoon, don't just pour it out with the bag—"

Jin Linkun retracted his arms and pressed his lips against his: "Don't make trouble, I want to kiss you."

The man lowered his voice and poked at people, Yu Sheng paused for a while, but didn't continue to move.

Jin Linkun circled the man in his arms.

A simple kiss without any other meaning.

The sweetness of the sugar was divided in half, and in exchange for a very soft breath, a little bit of warmth, from the mouth to the whole chest.

"Don't leave for a while." Jin Linkun stroked his hair, lowered his head, "Meet my parents?"

It is normal for boys in high school to take their classmates home.A friend came over to play, and it was too late to go back and spend the night at home, without any additional explanation.

But because of their relationship, it seems to have a different meaning.

It's like meeting a parent quietly.

Jin Linkun waited for his response, Yu Sheng raised his head, the corners of his lips twitched slightly: "Next time."

Holding Jin Linkun's clothes, he stood on tiptoe and kissed back, bit the remaining half of the candy and shared it: "Let's talk about it next time."

Jin Linkun watched their children turn around to cook, but did not follow immediately.

Yu Sheng cooked a few dishes, covered the table with a thermal cover, took the plate of tomatoes mixed with sugar that Jin Linkun brought over, and placed it in the middle.

"Friend." Jin Linkun looked at his only work, "I'm not kidding, I think it's a blasphemy to this table when it's placed in the middle..."

Yu Sheng couldn't hold back the corner of his mouth, and patted him on the shoulder: "There are no garlic sprouts to blaspheme, I went back and looked, and the rest had turned yellow."

The pot of garlic seedlings in their house started to turn yellow for some reason, and they tried various methods, including changing the water and garlic, and even moving it to the heater had no effect.

Jin Linkun thinks that it is due to the seasons, the change of sunlight angle and the decrease of the sunshine duration, so that the garlic sprouts cannot find enough sunlight, which leads to the decrease of chlorophyll in the garlic sprouts.

Yu Sheng felt that he should have been frightened by the pot of salted garlic sprouts.

"It's okay, I think I can learn to scramble eggs with them sooner or later."

Jin Linkun was very confident in himself, and helped him put the radish rib soup on the table: "It's so delicious, can I try it before my parents come back?"

Yu Sheng conveniently stuffed the remaining half of white radish into his mouth: "No, there are steamed buns and cold water on the sofa, dip it in hot sauce and eat it yourself."

……

In the end, Yu Sheng served him a small bowl of soup. On the premise of not affecting the presentation, he picked out a small amount of the same dish and mixed it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

In the living room of Jin Linkun's house, there is also a TV of the same model as Yu Sheng's. No one knows how to look at it. The usual task is basically to block the wallpaper on the back of it that is not the same color as other places.

When he hadn't successfully become a tutor before, Yu Sheng casually made a request that "I want to watch TV to relieve my boredom when I am in the third year of high school".

Jin Linkun tried every means to study for a week, and finally mastered the skills of using the TV and set-top box thoroughly, and skillfully turned on the TV to play a background sound.

Both of them stayed up for half the night, and it was even more uncomfortable to wake up after a short sleep, so they didn't lie down at all, and each sat on the sofa with a bowl of soup and played with their mobile phones.

At the end of the year, all TV stations are filled with a strong atmosphere of saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new.A lot of news has begun to summarize the development of this year, and at the same time look forward to the new goals for next year.

The Chinese New Year is early this year, and now the lunar calendar has reached the end of the winter month, December will be over in a blink of an eye, and it is almost time for winter vacation in January.

Jin Linkun changed several channels and it was all news. He put down the remote control and flipped through the advertisements on his mobile phone that were flooded with "Happy Sprint Class for College Entrance Examination" and "Exclusive Winter Camp for Senior Three Winter Vacation".

Putting the word happy in the middle of the college entrance examination sprint has a very strong sense of fraud. Very few people click on it at first glance, and there are very few comments and clicks.

These winter camps are all privately sponsored, and most of them imitate the model of Kong Jiahe's school, strictly urging students to limit their time to relax and sprint wholeheartedly.It may indeed have an immediate effect on improving points, but it will undoubtedly be extremely painful if you really want to participate.

In particular, he even took "lunch time only takes 5 minutes" as a selling point.

Jin Linkun quit the advertisement and touched Yu Sheng's arm: "What are your plans for the winter vacation?"

Class [-] happened to be chatting about this, Yu Sheng took a sip of soup, and turned his phone to him: "Study."

Lao He's math problem was actually a bit idealistic, but the students in Class Seven didn't care.

After all, this year has come, there are too many things that have been left behind, and many foundations have become problems. It is better to learn more than not learn at all.

Zhang Luo, the monitor of their class, asked everyone to get together during the holidays to check for omissions and fill vacancies, communicate and help each other, because everyone may face too many problems, and was asking Yu Sheng if he had time in the group.

Yu Sheng didn't mind helping with the lecture, so he replied two messages and agreed to the winter vacation training plan: "What about you?"

Jin Linkun hasn't made up his mind yet.

Their family usually gets together according to fate. At the end of the year, the family reunites and flies to a warmer place for the New Year. They usually stay until February.

The children seemed unable to go together. Jin Linkun was going to come back early after a year, but he still needed a suitable excuse.

It's all a matter of time, and maybe there will be changes by then.

Jin Linkun was not in a hurry to talk to Yu Sheng, and simply agreed with a few words, and chatted with the seventh class about the confusion and troubles in study.

After midnight, the tiredness climbed up bit by bit.

Yu Sheng calculated the time and felt that it was about time for Jin Linkun's parents to fly to the province, so he finished the bowl of soup and put it on the table: "I'll wait for you when I go home?"

"Not in a hurry."

Jin Linkun picked up his clothes, and quickly thought about the alternative plan he had designed earlier: "Wait for me later, I will pick them up and go together."

Yu Sheng washed the dishes and put on his coat to get his schoolbag.

He checked Jin Linkun's home for the last time, and confirmed that there should be no omissions. He was about to go out, but when he turned around, Jin Linkun grabbed his arm: "Wait a minute, I suddenly got a set of math papers with very delicate topics." ..."

Yu Sheng was dragged by him, he couldn't stand firmly for a few steps, and almost knocked on the door frame.

From the very beginning, he felt that Jin Linkun had something to say. Seeing this man's unusually blunt excuse, he stood there for a while, and still couldn't help but bend the corner of his mouth: "Then pass it on to me, and I'll go home and do it."

This method was unexpected to Jin Linkun. He touched the tip of his nose and coughed lightly: "It's a paper version——"

"Yes." Yu Sheng spoke very well, "You can take a picture for me, and remember to send the original picture."

……

According to common sense, the plan can almost be declared a failure here.

But after all, the children were so close to the pit, Jin Linkun was still not reconciled, and thought he could try harder: "There is an invisible anti-counterfeiting coating of a special material on it, which is reflective and cannot be clearly illuminated."

"..."

Yu Sheng felt that his respect for this human brain circuit had reached a certain peak.

After calculating, there should still be some time, so Yu Sheng was not in a hurry to leave, and put down his schoolbag: "Okay, let me have a look."

By the way, he also took out his mobile phone with an exploratory spirit: "Hold it, I'll take a picture and see what effect the invisible anti-counterfeiting coating has."

Jin Linkun: "..."

It's rare for a boyfriend to be so genuinely disappointed. Yu Sheng looked at him for a while, couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and pulled him over: "It's okay, just one day, you have a good birthday."

He knew what Jin Linkun was thinking, but felt that he had nothing to say.

He quickly let go of the uncomfortable things and passed the pain once. In the heavy rain that day, he had already vented all that should be vented, and when he met again, his mood had completely changed.

It seems like I don't care as much as before.

Of course, Yu Sheng also wanted to celebrate Jin Linkun's birthday, and also wanted to meet Jin Linkun's parents, and wanted to know whether the relaxed and warm family atmosphere he talked about was real or fabricated.

But it seems that it is not so suitable.

It's a big deal that the parents came back to celebrate their son's birthday, and he couldn't just come and disturb him like this.

Especially Jin Linkun's last birthday must have been unhappy.

Adulthood is just once, and if it is ruined, it will be ruined.I can't make up for the next birthday, but I can try my best to live a happy life.

Yu Sheng held his wrist, didn't let go immediately, and stood there for a while.

He didn't want to be hypocritical with Jin Linkun, so he let go of his hand and felt in his pocket, ready to give him the gift in advance, when the person opposite suddenly said in a muffled voice: "I'm celebrating my birthday at home, and our children are eating steamed buns at home alone." cold water."

Yu Sheng: "..."

He bought steamed buns purely because he was too lazy to make rice, and there were several boxes of Haidilao's portable instant hot pot piled up at home, as well as a box full of snack ham sausages stuffed in a mess.

But Jin Linkun didn't, Jin Linkun felt that this incident was quite hypocritical: "When I eat a cake, I want our children to eat a mouthful of steamed buns."

"The two of us met for the first time last year today. We can't spend the first anniversary together."

"The child helped me cook a table of dishes, and then went home by himself, waiting for me at home alone."

"He's the only one in the house, and there's a pot of garlic sprouts and two grasses, it's dark, there's no sound..."

Yu Sheng felt that the scene he described was a bit out of touch with reality, so he couldn't help interrupting: "Wait a minute, why is it dark, can't I turn on the light and play a song?"

……

Jin Linkun was even more sad: "It's so lonely, he still has to play songs for himself."