Don’t Talk To Me!

Before Yin Mei responded, Yu Sheng was out of the classroom and helped her shut the door outside.

In the last class in the morning, there was a two-hour lunch break at noon. Yu Sheng sent two messages to Duan Lei, and simply went over the wall and left the school.

There is a small restaurant on the corner of the back street where there is no signboard. The sweet and sour pork tenderloin and dried beans are done very well, that is, there are too many people at noon, and there is no place at night.

Duan Lei mentioned them several times. Every time they had to eat a meal, someone had to go to the last half of the class to find a way to slip out, over the wall to grab a table.

It’s better to catch up with Lao He’s class. In case luck is too bad to be caught, Lao He can be rescued from the Education Department with a smile on the grounds of “the children are too hungry” and ask for another 500 words The description of this meal was read aloud in front of the class the next day.

The seven class members were tortured by Lao He for a whole year, and their composition level was forced to pass the pass line. Even if they were arrogant and arbitrarily fabricated, there was no case where they could not complete the composition of the exam.

Yu Sheng was still the first skipped class since he started school. He walked halfway to the back wall of the school next door. He went to the restaurant and looked at it, asking for two dishes.

When waiting for the position, the screen of the phone turned on again.

Duan Lei: Brother Sheng, thank you for leaving!

Duan Lei: You don’t know, she spent fifteen minutes despising our trash class, and now let us read the text one by one... How did you endure it?

Duan Lei: It is estimated that after these two texts are finished, it is almost time to finish the get out of class.

Duan Lei: Fuck.

Even across the screen, everyone can feel the irritability and enthusiasm of everyone trapped in the classroom.

The phone is almost out of power, and I haven't had time to bring the charging treasure out. Yu Sheng gave him two messages with the last power, and the screen quickly dimmed.

Yu Sheng put down his phone.

He didn't have much tolerance at first.

Liang Zi of the two had been together for a long time, and Yin Mei only dared to give him a stumbling block. Later, I heard that he was actually quite calm, and he didn't violate the school rules any more, so he started to grow a lot more courageous.

Yu Sheng usually doesn't like to talk to the teacher about his temper, but he is not afraid of trouble, but he is too troublesome and he doesn't want to be found by his parents.

Yin Mei is an exception.

He didn't want to talk to people when he first arrived at No. 3 Middle School. Being isolated is not a big deal.

However, the card could not be promoted in its original position, and even the class teacher could not continue to work, and could only return to the class teacher, which was not good for Yin Mei at all.

Later, the contradictions could not be reconciled. In fact, the director of the Education Department had also approached him to work for him.

Yu Sheng did not compromise: "Is that what happened then?"

The director of the Education Department has been speechless for a long time, and has not taken care of this matter again, only reminding him to be as careful as possible, so that no one can grasp the handle.

Yu Sheng tried to press the phone twice again, confirmed that there was indeed no power left, and put the phone into his pocket.

The store moves quickly, the dishes have been fried and packed, and there are several steaming holes deliberately poked to prevent the food from being softened and affecting the taste.

Yu Sheng carried the steaming two dishes and rice, and walked back a few steps, suddenly remembering the two people chasing each other out of the big triangle in the heavy rain.

Classroom No. 3, the key classroom in the province, and grove pavilion.

The phone is dead.

...

At present, it seems that the conditions for chasing each other again are basically already in place.

Yu Sheng was not prepared to sit still and decided to simply try to go back and find someone directly.

The province next door focuses on the best high schools in the city, with strict school style and strict management, a large number of students and faculty, and a wall that turns over much more smoothly than the third.

A row of cameras on the wall, as well as an anti-theft system that alarms when touched. Yu Sheng went around half a circle outside and tried a few times to basically figure out why when he saw Jin Linkun at that time, why this man's posture over the wall was so ingenious.

When eating together at noon, Jin Linkun pointed him to the floor location of the new class across the wall. Yu Sheng found a fair place to land, went around a small circle, successfully found the building he saw at the time, and went up the stairs from the back door.

Because of the limited capacity of the cafeteria, there are too many people to eat in the afternoon, and the high three peaks add 15 minutes of self-study. The last class at noon must be completed for an hour before leaving school.

The boy leaning on the door was doing the title, and his attention was attracted by the fascinating vegetable fragrance that came in faintly: "My friends, I think I smell the smell of knowledge..."

"Wake up." He swallowed at the table. "That's the aroma, it has nothing to do with knowledge."

The fat boy in the front row took a deep breath and murmured: "Smell it, the sweet and sour aroma of sweet and sour wraps the tender tenderloin of the crispy fried, oily and dry fragrant cowpea. White rice with natural rice flavor..."

There was no one in the rim to hear it. He covered his mouth and pinched his neck. He pressed him firmly back.

Jin Linkun asked the teacher for a single table in the last row, leaned against the wall, pressed a half of the simulated paper under his arm, and pressed the phone with one hand.

When the child sent a voice, there was no movement, and even the state where the mobile phone was hung all the time was rarely turned offline.

He estimated that it was almost time for Yu Sheng to read the text in their English class. He sent two noon menus to let Yu Sheng choose, and there was no reply from the other side.

Yu Sheng generally does not forget to bring equipment such as charging treasure, and the mobile phone will not leave. If he wasn’t worried about being criticized by Yu Sheng when he went out to find someone, he would like to pretend to have a stomachache and ask for a leave. He went to Sanzhong to find out what happened.

Jin Linkun turned off the screen, still weighing whether to go to see if people were there, and suddenly found that the voice of whispering around him became a lot louder.

"Someone successfully broke through the blockade and brought in the takeaway?"

"Can't it? Doesn't it mean that our wall is allowed to enter or not exit, a dozen surveillance cameras..."

"Hasn't it been analyzed? There are also blind spots in the dozen or so surveillances. As long as you have good skills, in principle, this may happen."

"Hurry and ask, see which takeaway is so powerful, save the child!"

A group of people was tempted by the aroma that became more and more obvious. They couldn't bear to attend the class. Some people couldn't help it. Seeing that Jin Linkun wasn't doing a question, he lowered his voice to investigate with him.

"Kun God, have you been through the wall recently? Did you go straight back?"

The things that teachers all worried about did not happen. Jin Linkun's personality had changed a lot, and there was no feeling of alienation from getting along with people. Apart from a little bit of beating, there were no more serious problems.

As Jin Linkun became more familiar with him, the students in the senior class of the New Senior High School Science no longer worshiped him, and his attitude towards him became more and more like a normal classmate in the class.

Everything is going in the good direction.

"Very smooth."

Jin Linkun also wanted to get along well with everyone, put down his phone and thought about it carefully: "Pick the wall, put your arm on it, and you will pass by as soon as possible."

"..."

A group of hungry school bulls abandoned their gods without hesitation and re-directed to continue the discussion.

After listening to them for a while, Jin Linkun realized that it was not the skills that blocked everyone, but the growing contradiction between the students over the wall and the backward school regulations.

And the aroma outside the door is indeed true, not because he wanted to eat sweet and sour pork tenderloin and dried beans with their children.

"Who ordered the takeaway!"

I went to study early in the morning at 6:30 in the morning. Their class committees were so hungry that their eyes were almost blue. They lowered their voices and went crazy: "Are there any spirits of solidarity? Everyone is starving. Is this appropriate?"

The students on the edge were dying and couldn't see the simulation question in their hands: "Why is it a high-level three-peak meal? Are we not the school's cutest baby?"

Seeing that the teacher watching the self-study on the podium should also be raised by the growing voice of the class, the class leader quickly appeased the people and tried his best to gesture: "Calm down, calm down, we only have eight minutes and thirty-four seconds left..."

"Can't calm down." The boy in the back row lay on the table. "I'm already hungry. I feel that the benzene ring is dancing around me."

More and more people were looking out of their necks, and Jin Linkun also put down his pen and looked out.

His plateau was higher than the others in the class, and he was next to the back door. His vision was vast. I glanced out of the window, and I was about to take my gaze away, and suddenly there was a meal.

...

He seemed to be hungry and had hallucinations.

Yu Sheng was sitting on the window sill without a jacket, and beside him was a lunch box surrounded by two plastic bags. He turned his head bored and looked out at the scenery.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, it was exactly the age of a boy. The children have been able to keep up with the nutrition recently. It seems that the head has been pulled up a few centimeters again, and it can almost touch the ground when sitting on the window sill.

The shoulders are straight, handsome and clean.

Aspen-like teenager.

Sensitive to sight, Yu Sheng sat for a while and noticed, turned his head, and glanced into his classroom.

Jin Linkun stood up subconsciously.

The squad leader tried his best to appease the classmates who were on the verge of running away, but I didn’t expect Jin Linkun to be the first one who could not bear it. ..."

Jin Linkun's eyes were still fixed in the eyes of his children, and he responded subconsciously: "No education."

Squad leader: "...ah?"

Jin Linkun looked out of the door, but he couldn't stand it, and he couldn't hold his lips up, "I can't beat him."

Squad leader: "?"

The teacher on the podium was also attracted by his movements and raised his head with concern: "What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?"

"Yes." Jin Linkun smiled gently and nodded politely to the teacher. "Teacher, my stomach hurts."

"..."

The teacher opened his mouth and was so calm that he didn't speak for a long time because of his cheerful stomachache. Then he nodded instinctively: "Then go check it out and pay attention to your body. You should also pay attention to the combination of work and rest when reviewing, not to cause excessive damage to the body. ..."

Jin Linkun picked up things and quickly left the classroom door.

Yu Sheng originally thought he had to hold on in the classroom for a few more minutes. As soon as he looked up, the man had turned out. He raised his eyebrows and was about to speak.

Yu Sheng was a little confused as to why he was so happy all of a sudden. He strangled his shoulders and poked him in the intercostal space.

Jin Linkun hugged him, and the smile on the corners of his lips couldn't resist, he bowed his head and rubbed his neck: "I'm very hungry."

The children in their family are really willing to learn everything. After seeing him over the wall a few times, they ran over to find him.

The back door of the classroom was not closed, Yu Sheng patted his back, reminding him: "Someone is watching."

Jin Linkun was still immersed in joy, and nodded his head very reliably: "Then we will pose more beautifully."