Don’t Talk To Me!

The games lasted vigorously for three days.

The javelin was finished on the first day. Yu Sheng turned tomato-flavored potato chips in Jin Linkun's schoolbag and was catching up with the monitor to get help.

Suddenly I don't know why their English substitute teacher invited them to eat the sausage. Duan Lei chewed up and heard the words: "Isn't the project full?"

"Don't mention it." The class leader pressed his forehead. "In order to protect the students' watching and participating experience, the school kindly banned the national second-level athletes from participating in this event and unilaterally abused the innocent students."

After the sports commission just ran five kilometers, Gao Xingxing took the first back and interjected: "When is it going?"

Squad leader: "Just now, when you ran a five-kilometer second lap."

Sports Committee: "..."

There are many second-level athletes from third countries who participate in the competition to relentlessly injure the innocent ordinary students' young hearts. Especially after the sports commission set other people for two laps, they actually ran backwards to cheer for the second place: "Come on, raise your legs, you can do it!"

This arrogant attitude directly led to the second place running out of steam, which has not yet eased up.

The sports commission felt a bit of pain for a while: "In this case, do I have no right to win honors for the class?"

"Not necessarily." The squad leader patted his shoulder. "Did you cross the hurdle?"

Sports Committee: "No, I will only hug the ground after knocking down the fence."

The squad leader nodded and reassured him to fill the hurdle vacancy: "OK, now you have the right to win honors for the class."

...

After a round of statistics, the three-kilometer still fell on Yu Sheng who had nothing to do.

"It's almost enough, our class is enough."

The squad leader was afraid that Yu Sheng would still sprint all the way as he did last year, and promised in advance: "Brother Sheng, you should take a walk, or come back after a lap."

Yu Sheng nodded: "OK."

I promised to be particularly happy.

During the real game, the squad leader sat on the sidelines and watched Yu Sheng, who surpassed the second half of the warm cheers of Class 7, and Duan Lei, who was on the side: "Is the brother Sheng just saying?

"Yes, but it depends on who runs with you."

Duan Lei drank the sausage and pointed him to the lighthouse in front of him: "I heard by accident just now that Teacher Jin said that he would compare with Brother Sheng once to see who runs faster."

To be honest, he didn't quite understand Jin Linkun's operation.

After all, the squad leader of the next class had just jogged with his girlfriend after running 800 meters, and still coaxed her gently not to force her to do her best.

As a result, when he turned around, two gusts of wind flew out behind him.

The other contestants who were temporarily caught up in the air were infected by this atmosphere, and they could only gritt their teeth to run forward. After a while, they lost their confidence and chasing power, helping each other and slowing down.

...

"Look." The director of the Education Department selectively ignored the little bunny and the bunny in front, and pulled the principal with relief, "Everyone has become more united."

The people behind did not know how far away they were, and Yu Sheng made a string to the side, allowing Jin Linkun, who was running the inner circle of the lawn, to mix into the runway.

He knew what Jin Linkun was doing. He had thought that it was unnecessary, but later it was not necessary to think about it.

After all, running is beneficial to exercise cardiorespiratory strength.

And it feels better when someone runs side by side when running like this.

That kind of thing doesn't matter, just the feeling of sprinting forward in one breath.

The air after the rain is a little cooler than usual, the temperature is neither cold nor hot, and there is a whistling wind when running.

Laying on the runway last year, Lao He was sitting next to him, pressing his shoulders: "There are not enough good people in this world, there are things that are not happy enough. There are a lot of Kaner you think you can never turn over , It's stopping you, squeezing you, it hurts you."

Normally no head teacher in the class lowered his head and smiled patiently at him: "The teacher promises that it will not stop you forever."

I don't know why, Yu Sheng ran, suddenly remembering the kiss in the cinema.

Jin Linkun's hand quietly probed over, cushioning the armrest between his ribs for him.

Three thousand meters, a standard playground of 400 meters, seven and a half circles.

Yu Sheng walked the line earlier than Jin Linkun, stepped a few moments into the grass, and gasped on his knees.

The boy responsible for scoring hurriedly pressed the stopwatch, while reporting his results, while blocking the line, Jin Linkun was about to leave: "Student, wait a minute, let's remember the results, which class are you in..."

"Neither class is." Jin Linkun also panted, grinning at Khan, pointing at Yu Sheng, "I am the family member of that little classmate."

The boy responsible for scoring: "..."

Can't stop immediately after running, Jin Linkun was carrying Yu Sheng's arm and walked forward half a circle.

"No." Yu Sheng was so tired of the sprint that he recovered earlier. "Not tired at all."

Jin Linkun patted his arm: "Let's walk again and experience the feelings of other classmates a little bit. They haven't crossed the line yet."

He actually heard Jin Linkun let him "experience the feelings of other students", Yu Sheng turned his head, almost a bit wanted to record this sentence, to give an innocent summer camp students an early alarm.

It will surely ignite the anger of the students as quickly and effectively as possible and start a very efficient day.

The two didn't need to talk, Jin Linkun guessed what his boyfriend was thinking, coughed and raised the corner of his lips: "People always have to progress... Really not tired?"

He was still a little anxious for breathing and heartbeat at this moment. He hadn't ran for a long time. I didn't feel it just now.

Yu Sheng was also anxious, but just got used to something inappropriate and shook his head: "It's not easier to be tired than kissing."

Jin Linkun: "..."

The courage rushed over and prepared the water girl: "..."

Yu Sheng didn't even realize that even a little girl wanted to chase him, and didn't think he had a problem with this sentence. He was still carefully comparing the difference between the two sports on heart rate improvement: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay."

Jin Linkun looked at him and rubbed his forehead. He couldn't help smiling: "It's good, really."

...I didn't know how to poke this person's smile.

Yu Sheng raised his hand and then smiled and lay on his shoulders. Once again, he wandered for a while before beating him, or he was too lazy to start, pulled a piece of paper and wiped the sweat for his sideburns: "Okay, wipe my sweat with my clothes?"

The child's tone was impatient, and he took off his glasses without knowing which pocket to draw a piece of spectacle cloth from, and wiped it back on his face.

Jin Linkun finally suppressed his smile, took a deep breath, and rubbed Yu Sheng's head: "It's okay, more practice will make you familiar..."

Finally, after the eleventh holiday, Cen Rui and Liang Yifan who came to the Third Middle School to find a classmate to find out the location of the two people, found them all the way. In the bunker.

Liang Yifan: "It's very popular."

Xia Junhua nodded: "Relaxed."

"Life is finally complete." Cen Rui breathed a sigh of relief. "I always feel that something is missing around me these days..."

Some friends came from afar and the sports meeting was over. Jin Linkun invited old friends from the summer camp to have a meal.

Ding Zhengjiao couldn't help but find someone, he was the only host, "How about Sheng Brother?"

"Brother Sheng exercises, don't let it be watched." Cen Rui is well-informed and quickly picks the chickens in the Kung Pao Chicken Ding. "The ninth set of radio gymnastics, leading the exercises tomorrow, their class will compete."

Just thinking about the picture, Liang Yifan unconsciously struck a spirit, and his spontaneous desire to survive quickly rose up: "I don't want to see it, don't you bother me."

"What about your courage." Cen Rui hates iron and steel, "It wasn't what you said, as long as you kneel down, you can scare Sheng Ge to forgive you?"

Liang Yifan was firm in his stance: "That's normal. Team Brother Sheng did radio exercises. Do you think this is normal?"

Although the summer camp has been over for a long time, Yu Shengyuwei is still there. Several people discussed for a long time, and no one dared to go to visit the spectacular scene of Yu Sheng's command.

Jin Linkun's usual chat and message is quite normal. I really sat down with other people and talked a little. I found a bowl to pick out vegetables. Occasionally, I took a few sentences with them while laughing with them.

"Kun God, how have you been-forget it, look at your outrageous 727, you know how special you are."

Xia Junhua asked for half a sentence, and then added the answer himself. He sighed with frustration: "Our class teacher stimulates us with you every day, how can you be like this?"

The difficulty of this exam is too high, and there are too many strange questions. The overall score segment has dropped significantly, and the distinction is not high enough.

Several other well-established demonstration high schools in their province did not have a reference, and directly made Jin Linkun's 727 points more than fifty points higher than the second place.

Jin Linkun was much educated by Yu Sheng recently, and knew to take care of the emotions of his classmates. He was prepared to humblely say that he was only lucky, and he was catching up with Yu Sheng after training.

When Yu Sheng arrived late, he heard Xia Junhua's "How can you get this way?" and pulled out his chair and sat down: "Don't blame him. He took a few steps in mathematics and physics, and he just corrected it."

Jin Linkun: "..."

Xia Junhua: "..."

"The person who is near Zhu is red, and the person who is near ink is black."

In the silence, Liang Yifan had expected it, and he was lying on the table with a dying breath: "Brother Sheng, if I couldn't beat you, I would have jumped and hit your knee."

Although every day talks and talks about each other, in fact, we haven't seen a few people in a long time.

Cen Rui first coaxed to do something meaningful. Finally, a group of people found a cool bar. One person asked for a colorful cocktail. In front of him was a handwritten copy of the math paper carefully arranged by the teacher in H.

Xia Junhua, the contest student, accidentally stirred in, holding the paper and sighing: "Vice leader, we shouldn't give the initiative to you."

"You're more serious." Kong Jiahe pushed his glasses and put on his headlights. "This set of papers is internal information. I don't allow copying. I hand-copied them. Give them to you when you're done, and destroy them."

Cen Rui didn't even want to make a question, and Wen Yan inexplicably apologized: "Is it so powerful?"

Such things as "secret volume" and "internal information" will always have an extraordinary attraction for students who are still struggling to score.

The first offline party after the summer camp turned into a few people sitting in a dim corner of the bar, a glass of wine and a headlight, and a wine tasting brush.

Yu Sheng couldn't stand the overly nonsensical shape, and forcibly rejected the headlight, Jin Linkun turned his side to him.

The two were huddled together, the display was not too wide, and the arm would touch once.

Jin Linkun simply withdrew one arm and propped behind Yu Sheng.

Cen Rui sat down for a while and touched Liang Yifan's elbow, beckoning him to look up.

Jin Linkun rested behind Sheng with one hand, and looked from the perspective of the person next to him, as if he had circled the person directly into his arms.

Yu Sheng didn't seem to have any special reaction. The sofa was not strenuous. After sitting for a while, he felt a little tired. He simply leaned back on Jin Linkun's shoulder.

Putting his shoulders on his shoulders, Jin Linkun gently pulled the corner of his lower lip, lowered his eyes and looked at Yu Sheng, raised his hand around him, and rubbed his hair.

...

Very natural movements.

Even these people felt that these two people should be like this from the beginning.

"Who remembers when Brother Sheng beat the gods on the podium?"

The top ten sets of questions in H, and finally finished a roll of paper, Xia Junhua is really tired, and can't help being distracted with his wrist: "It's like a world away."

Liang Yifan didn't want to see it, and he continued to do the question: "Feeling less, it's not that you accept the dynamic and graceful wave of God's love every day."

Cen Rui asked his chin: "Speaking of how you are chosen by fate..."

"Once you're done, don't talk." Ding Zhengjiao, still a group leader, Fan Er, lowered his voice to train this group of students who were actually still studying. "Look at the other brother Sheng, the mathematics is still Do it faster than you, can you be a human being?"

Everyone was trained to cheer up and continue to brush up the remaining questions.

This set of examination papers is much more comprehensive than the joint examination papers. Some of Yu Sheng has not completed the review. Jin Linkun finished his own set and turned to discuss the remaining questions with him in a low voice: "The auxiliary line is drawn on the side. The solution is simpler than this."

He took the solution seriously, and wrote the steps in detail on Sheng's paper.

Although it was still obvious that the focus was not clear, and he jumped while talking, he could still see a clear direction of effort.

Yu Sheng listened, his eyes fell unconsciously on Jin Linkun's hand.

Holding the pen in the hand, the knuckles are clear and clear, and when it is slightly curved, it shows a very quiet and stable force

Jin Linkun finished his solution: "Your solution is actually quite good, I just didn't expect it."

Yu Sheng is completely different from his problem-solving habits. Short and fast are the main ones. Sometimes a few theorems are used in series, which is basically concise and clear enough to be understood immediately after giving a lecture. There is no need to divide the angles in the calculation. Previous row.

Jin Linkun looked at his paper and carefully pondered: "This is easy to score, and the calculation is simple..."

His voice paused, and he lowered his head subconsciously.

Yu Sheng's left hand fell, covering his hand on the side.

Jin Linkun remained silent for a while, and couldn't help but take the corner of his lips, shifting the center of gravity to his right hand, and turning the left hand over, letting that hand fall on the palm.

"I think this set of papers brought by Lao Kong is particularly good. I examined several details that I didn't pay attention to."

Ding Zhengjiao was still seriously discussing the topic, and saw that several people around him were distracted, knocking on their shoulders one by one: "What's going on? What's going on with you?"

Cen Rui stroked his head twice: "I think this headlight from Lao Kong is particularly good."

Ding Zhengjiao was at a loss: "Why?"

Liang Yifan fumbled for a while and turned on the headlight with a snap: "Look, we are the brightest light bulb in this bar."