Don’t Talk To Me!

When Yu Sheng was awakened by the sound of a phone call and finally opened his eyes, Jin Linkun was holding his mobile phone in contemplation.

The call stayed at the hung-up interface, and Yu Sheng flipped his phone twice with his hand: "Whose phone?"

Jin Linkun is still meditating: "Your principal."

"..." Yu Sheng sat up and rubbed his forehead: "What's the matter?"

"I don't know." Jin Linkun shook his head. "I only said'Hello, this is Jin Linkun'."

Yu Sheng took the phone and looked at the talk time of less than ten seconds: "What did he say?"

Jin Linkun: "Wow ah ah ah."

Yu Sheng: "..."

The two were silent for a while, but they both propped their arms together and looked out the window.

"Think about it." Jin Linkun thought for a while and patted his boyfriend's shoulder. "Our sickle statue is still there."

Received [Provincial Key, Don’t Go Back, Don’t Have to Wait] Content SMS The third principal failed to carry the sickle statue to hunt down the principal of the provincial demonstration, and was stuck outside the rear wall of the fortress, which was strictly comparable to the fortress. The director stepped on the ladder and took it in.

Finally, I realized that it was just an accident. The baby of the third middle school, Du Miaomiao, just came for lunch next door and took a nap by the way.

The headmaster of the provincial demonstration moved this city for the second time in a row. Looking at the two boys who were standing at the desk, they couldn’t help but move: “The little classmates have good feelings and like to play together. We The teacher should not interfere too much..."

"Then why won't you come to our school?"

The principal of the Third Middle School exploded in an instant: "When you Jin Linkun called me, I shouldn't have listened to the little cubs and asked for someone to come over!"

"..."

Jin Linkun coughed lightly and opened his mouth in response to the eyes of the Provincial Demonstration Principal and Little Bunny. He first opened his mouth and explained to Yu Sheng: "It's a long story. This happened a long time ago. It happened before you convinced me with a sickle... …"

In view of the special circumstances of the two pupils, the principals on both sides sat down again and had cordial and friendly consultations.

The headmaster's office was facing the stairwell. Jin Linkun took Yu Sheng and sat on the staircase, listening to the movement of ping-pong through a fire door: "How is your headmaster?"

Yu Sheng didn't expect that this person actually called the principal of the Third Middle School and looked at him: "Do you still plan to transfer?"

The skills of the two principals are actually the same. Basically, some people dared to pull their sleeves to fight with their waists pulled back, and when no one stopped, they immediately changed back to throw things and scolded each other severely.

But the two of them really need one person to transfer to each other's school. The principal of this school will certainly be able to multiply its fighting power, leading all the physical education teachers to level the back wall and capture the office building of the enemy school.

"No." Jin Linkun was slightly dumb and circled him in his arms. "Why don't you worry you."

Yu Sheng wanted to say a few words to him. Suddenly he felt the warmth and warmth on the other person's shoulders, and somehow he couldn't say the next words.

It was an autumn rain and a cold one. After the last rain, the weather turned quickly and cooled down, and the corridor was back on the shade side, and it was a bit cold.

The two came out too quickly, and the school uniform jacket was not brought.

"Did you sleep well?"

Jin Linkun circled him, and the hand behind Sheng gave a little strength, and told him to lean on himself: "If you rest for a while, they won't be able to quarrel for a while."

The competition for students in high schools has always been a top priority. At the time, the ranking of the city's unified examination results was not announced. Once they came out, they were firmly held by various schools.

Although the afternoon class has already begun, it is impossible for the two principals to go back to class without worrying about the result.

The hallway was indeed cold, and Yu Sheng sat on the steps without throwing his arm away.

This man was like a stove, it was warm at all times, and it never seemed cold.

I don’t know where the ATP broke him

Yu Sheng thought about it for a while, and was about to go through the questions in his mind just after finishing the set of math papers, and the phone turned on again.

Duan Lei did not see anyone in the afternoon. They were so nervous that they could not bear the end of half a class. They sent a message to ask if he was caught by the principal.

The content of the text message was a bit long, for fear that he did not know the situation and the explanation was unclear, and told him in detail the process of the incident.

Just a few words, Yu Sheng had another head on his shoulder.

Yu Sheng didn't care, he turned his phone to the side and finished reading with him what was going on.

Yin Meizhen only asked them to read one class of English texts, and didn't wait for time before leaving school.

When the teacher had a lunch at the teacher's cafeteria, Yin Mei went back to the meal and found that someone had entered the office, overturned the ink, and sprinkled it all on his newly purchased handbag.

I heard that the handbag is quite expensive, and the basic salary of the teacher for a few months.

Yin Mei was angry at the time, and went to the education office. She was determined to retaliate from the second and seventh classes of the high school. The most likely thing is the student whose class is Yu Sheng who is not good at learning.

It didn't matter much, and soon someone surrendered to admit it, but the problem was when the director of the education department was preparing to adjust and suddenly found that Yu Sheng was not there.

Not only was she absent, but she was blasted out of the classroom as soon as Yin Mei was in class.

A few days ago, the middle school nearby had an accident that students could not think of. The director of the education department looked for a circle without contacting the person, and nervously reported to the principal directly.

The principal sent two messages nervously to Yu Sheng, and then received a reply from Yu Sheng who was fast asleep.

...

Then they will know everything.

Yu Sheng was accustomed to Yin Mei as a demon, but he couldn't help but be curious. Reply: So you guys made it?

Duan Lei is crazy: how is it possible! ! If we were, would we only shoot a small broken bag? !

Duan Lei: Yang Fan did it. He admitted it himself. Brother Sheng, do you remember him?

Duan Lei: As for the close inspection, I believe that he happened to be Yin Mei’s office, and they mixed in by handing in his homework.

Duan Lei: Seriously, looking at him as a good student, he did not expect him to be so bold...

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and almost figured out what was going on.

The head on his shoulders was heavily pressed, and Yu Sheng raised his shoulders: "Have you finished reading?"

"This Yin Mei." Jin Linkun had already finished reading and pointed to the screen, frowning. "What is it for?"

Yu Shengwei 哂: "a teacher ... don't care about her."

In fact, he didn't take the previous English class seriously, and he didn't specifically tell Jin Linkun, just because he didn't think it was necessary.

Yin Mei is a very ambitious person. For her, it is already uncomfortable to be promoted hopelessly, and then returned to the normal teacher from the class teacher post.

Judging by her recent performance, she may want to teach more sub-subject subjects.

Yu Sheng didn't go to her heart very much. She opened the class group, watched a group of people scolding the screen with indignation, and discussed how to give Yin Mei a great look.

Jin Linkun remained silent for a while, and did not speak. He buried it gently in the neck of the child.

This group of people spread their thoughts a lot, ranging from sacks to writing report letters. Finally, I didn't know why, and I went back to the new style of painting that Yu Sheng had not been used to in the past few days.

Yao Qiang: @笙哥@笙哥@笙哥, we have to learn English! We want to tie the average English score of a class!

Yao Qiang: Come to make up the class together! !

Yu Sheng was a little shocked by the enthusiasm of the group of people who normally wanted to write English composition with pinyin. He slaps on the back of Jin Linkun with one hand and turns the missed chat record with the mobile phone in one hand.

The class leader was very excited that the students ignited their enthusiasm for learning. They quickly checked the information and talked with the data: although the average score of a class is high, their English is weak, only 82 points. Our average score is now 64.

Squad leader: The monthly exam is too late. The mid-term exam is less than two months away. We only need to raise 20 points to kill them.

English class representatives couldn't help but raise their hands in agreement: English scores are the most efficient! classmates! Especially low scores and high scores is a memorizing word! Learn it, brothers! !

Duan Lei: Damn, learn!

Duan Lei: Lao Tzu is not mud! ! !

Yin Mei was reluctant to substitute for the class and sneered at it, but aroused the fighting spirit of a class.

Everyone knows that Yin Mei and Yu Sheng do not deal with it, and they worry about causing trouble to him. A group of young boys and children who just gritted their teeth and endured a lesson all suffocated.

It is precisely at a strong age that no student wants to be criticized by the nose for "garbage" or "sludge can't help the wall", and he is even less willing to be directly recognized by the teacher as a wasteless waste at the beginning of the junior high school.

Duan Lei first shouted, and the group immediately exploded.

A group of people vented me one sentence at a time. They gritted their teeth and vowed to study hard. They scared back the old congratulatory old lady who just came back from get out of class and didn't know the situation and was ready to bubble up to say hello to everyone.

Yu Sheng looked at the bubbles popping out of the screen, put the phone gently on the side, and pulled Jin Linkun: "What's wrong?"

Jin Linkun took his hand: "A little... lost."

It’s not particularly serious either, while proud of his boyfriend’s strength, and because he doesn’t need to help himself to share, there is a little bit of loss.

Proud and sad.

Yu Sheng was stunned and turned back to meet his gaze.

Jin Linkun was also looking at him, his eyes bent behind the lens, and raised his hands to rub his head: "But our children are really amazing."

He boasted of Yu Sheng seriously, smiled, and wanted to speak again, but the children around him who had been very powerful had already come forward.

The stairwell was very quiet. Yu Sheng propped up the stairs behind him with one hand and turned sideways.

It was already afternoon, and the sun turned half a circle, and a little sunlight fell through the window of the hallway, slanting in, draped over the boy's short hair with a little stubborn hand.

The cool soft touch touched gently in his ear.

Jin Linkun suddenly forgot what he was going to say, froze for a moment, and subconsciously hugged him back.

"Lost ass." Yu Sheng leaned his chest on his shoulder, and he added a sentence after a while, "I went to school to buy food."

In fact, he wanted to say a lot of words. He wanted to say that he dared to make waves because he knew that there was a place to go out of the classroom. He also wanted to say that because the emergency contact changed to him, he wasn’t afraid of breaking the discipline What a call to parents.

I want to say a lot, but I don’t think it’s necessary.

There is no need for nonsense to explain, it is obvious that this person can do full marks even in English understanding.

Jin Linkun, who understood the perfect score, hugged the person who was suddenly hot in his arms, opened his mouth, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Yu Sheng's ears were so hot that he couldn't help but want to push him away coolly, but Jin Linkun brought him in his arms and bowed his head into his neck.

...

Yu Sheng finally pushed his head off his shoulder and lowered his temperature. The class was still very lively.

Lao He understood the antecedents and consequences, and gladly decided to help. He gave the early self-study, which was originally divided into half of Chinese and English, to English, and encouraged everyone to use the early self-study time to recite words to practice listening.

The school committee and the class leader volunteered to take the initiative to help you find the topic and practice your hand. The English class representatives are responsible for summarizing commonly used words and self-study with the whole class every morning.

Time is up, topics are up, and teachers are still lacking.

There is less to say in Qin Qin's time that he will be able to come back in a week. The students in Class 7 don't even want to look at Yin Mei's face, and the English teachers in other classes have no spare time.

Lao He feels that English and Chinese have the same path, and he should also be capable of this arduous job and make some small contributions to the students' enthusiastic efforts.

After listening to him read a section of English seriously, the classmates did not hesitate to politely reject the enthusiasm of the Chinese teacher and class teacher.

Duan Lei is very anxious: Does anyone have good English? ? Can you sacrifice the hue a little and let him or her help us make up the lessons?

Yao Qiang also thinks this idea is good: work hard for you and benefit the whole class. We must study hard and never give up!

Lao He attaches great importance to Spring and Autumn Brushwork. Every time he encounters this, he will educate his classmates to adjust the wording: don’t talk about the object, and don’t say the sensitive words like boyfriend and boyfriend. You must bring it, it can also be said to be a neighbor, a small child, or to have a working identity, such as a tutor...

Class 7 students have basically no secrets. The target class knows all of them. Sometimes, they happen to run into a run and meet, and a group of people follow the excitement.

It is a pity that there really are not many people who can help this time. Either the results are average or the results are okay but English is also weak. The monitor's girlfriend has good English, but unfortunately, he just got sick recently and has to go back to school next week.

A group of people were so sad that they could hardly help to encourage a few high-quality single people to sacrifice their luck in other classes in order to sacrifice their studies.

This kind of thing did not happen to the third middle school. When Yu Sheng first came to the third middle school, he heard that there was a little girl in high school with the boys in the first examination room.

After breaking up, the boy was crying out of breath: "You didn't really want to be with me, just to let me tutor you to learn!"

This scene was made into a video and posted in the school post bar. The boys became famous and gained a lot of people to study with him. Finally, they were admitted to the school of their dreams.

Seeing that the group of people was discussing more and more, they tuned over the chat record, and without looking at it again, they doubled Jin Linkun's clothes.

Jin Linkun was still touching the piece where Yu Sheng touched his ear just now. He was stunned and he regained his mind: "What's wrong?"

"Sacrifice is over."

Yu Sheng showed him the screen of his mobile phone: "When will the tuition be given?"