After all, he is also the leader of the entire technical area. Of course, it is impossible to be cowardly just because the principal is talking about it.
Shan Xian seemed to remember something, his expression suddenly became terrifying, and he said harshly in a cold voice: "See you at the back wall of your school tonight."
Their sports committee's heart was beating wildly, and they were guarding a class. They didn't hear what the academic committee said just now: "See you when you see it, one-on-one, none of their business."
Shan Xian didn't want to talk nonsense with him, so he waved his hand hastily and hurriedly walked out.
A group of people came to the door in a mighty manner. It happened that the director of the education department of the third middle school and the old school principal of engineering and technology had almost eaten, and went out politely to each other: "The learning atmosphere of the third middle school is still good."
"No no, the craftsmanship is also good, the students are older, and they are calmer than our group of little bastards."
"The recent study style of No. 3 Middle School has been particularly good, and we should also learn."
"Technology has strictly enforced school discipline this year, and the effect is particularly obvious. The improvement is very big..."
The leaders of the two schools were humble and surging to each other, maintained a kind and decent smile, and walked to the door hand in hand.
Single display: "… "
…
"You may not believe it."
Looking at the mysterious turning point in front of her eyes, the sports committee was a little unbelievable: "I think I can blow it up for a year."
Just after being challenged by the boss in the next area, in a blink of an eye, he accepted the collective apology from the next area to the follower.
It's also very sincere, you must listen to it, and you are not allowed to go that way if you are not impressed.
"Do you think the look on his face looking at Brother Sheng is not right?"
Duan Lei touched his chin and looked back and forth twice: "It looks like he knows Brother Sheng."
The squad leader squatted beside him: "It looks like he has fought with Brother Sheng."
The school committee added: "It seems that he has been blessed by Brother Sheng. For example, as long as he dares to fight, it is just in time for their principal to suddenly want to come out for dinner."
"… "
Yao Qiang: "Ah."
The development of fantasy was suddenly explained by science.
Yao Qiang finally understood why his brother Sheng looked unfamiliar with this group of people: "Last year, their hair was colorful, covering their eyes, but this year it's all black!"
At the beginning of this year, the technology strictly controlled the school spirit, and ordered all the messy heads of these students to be dyed back to black, and the clothing and accessories were also strictly restricted.
It seems that a group of delinquent teenagers who still wore earrings and dyed their hair last year changed their heads.
"When?" Duan Lei couldn't help but gossip, "The two major areas are fighting against each other, such an exciting event!"
Yao Qiang thought for a while: "It was almost last year, and it was also this month. Our brother Sheng was dragged to finish filming the school style exhibition, and we went over the wall to the Internet cafe in that black shirt..."
And got sprayed with beer by the nerd next door to them.
Yu Sheng didn't do much, and was ready to go back to change clothes. I asked the network manager to close the time, and when I got off the machine, I saw Shan Xian and Chang Chi's group surrounding people to make things difficult, and the yin and yang sneered endlessly.
"Their group of people are not pleasing to the eye when they see top students, and they have to toss for a few rounds to finish."
The only time they were wearing shirts was the only time they were on the field, so handsome as if they were filming some gangster blockbuster. Yao Qiang's memory opened, and the rest of the scene quickly became clear: "That buddy must also be in a bad mood, and he wanted to drink alcohol to relieve his worries, but he didn't give in. The people on both sides talked a few words, and they were about to choke. "
A group of people confronts a group, and the one surrounded is still a student wearing glasses and a school uniform. It is inevitable to be bullied, but there should be no major incident.
They felt that one thing was better than one less thing. They didn't plan to worry about it, but Yu Sheng had already taken off his earphones: "Okay, what's the noise?"
Shan Xian undoubtedly regarded this as a provocation in the third middle area.
"You all know what happened after that."
Yao Qiang rubbed his fingers and stroked them: "Chang Chi and a group of people lined up to say that the three middle schools are great, Brother Sheng shook hands with Shan to make peace, and wished them a smooth fight in the future, it's better not to stop the motorcycle and not bring all the guys. I bumped into their principal and happened to be out for dinner."
In the second year of high school, Yu Sheng was still in the experimental stage of metaphysics, tried many directions, and once wished a lot of people a very diverse content.
So much so that it left a deep shadow in the hearts of many people.
Yao Qiang was excited and nervous at the time, and didn't pay much attention to other things, and now there is only a vague impression left: "That buddy should be a demonstration by the province, I remember it was their school uniform, tall and wearing glasses, He looks pretty-"
He looked at Jin Linkun who went out with Yu Sheng to see the situation, opened his mouth, and rubbed his eyes again: "handsome..."
Duan Lei was excited: "Say it, then what?"
Yao Qiang: "Wow."
Meeting is fate.
Under the memories that Yao Qiang pieced together bit by bit, the two parties who met again after a year's lapse once again shook hands in a harmonious atmosphere.
"Anything else?"
Yu Sheng frowned: "When, last year?"
Jin Linkun guessed that he had forgotten, wiped his glasses and smiled: "Yes... I just got the punishment that day, and I was in a bad mood. I wanted to find an Internet cafe and try to change my life."
As a result, the first step in changing my life was stumbled by beer.
When he was surrounded by a group of people to find fault, the boy next door who was sprayed with beer on his shirt dropped the mouse and stood up.
The apparently harmless little tiger teeth, but the aura is so cold and sharp that it makes people instinctively frightened: "Is there any end? What's wrong with studying?"
…
Yu Sheng recalled for a while following his description, but he still didn't have a deep impression. Instead, he first remembered the "first anniversary of their meeting" that Jin Linkun left in order to fool him that day.
At that time, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but before he had time to ask, he ran into Jin's father and Jin's mother and went home secretly.
There were so many things later that I didn't even think to ask.
Yao Qiang regained his memory, and couldn't help but wonder: "Mr. Jin, so you wear a black shirt to commemorate your first meeting with Brother Sheng?"
Jin Linkun answered him truthfully: "It's because I think the black shirt is really handsome."
"… "
After all, it was still the age when he wanted to learn anything handsome at the time. When Jin Linkun saw Yu Sheng wearing a black shirt and punching a child neatly, he felt that this attire was very expert.
As for the friend who helped Lu Jianjian that day, they got into a fight together by accident, and then they broke up after the fight.
We met by chance and didn't have time to ask the name, and we never saw each other again.
Until the summer vacation, when Jin Linkun went to buy pancakes, he inadvertently heard the helper brought by the broom's head lowering his voice and commanding: "Just look for the Huya guy, come together, and give him some power..."
Jin Linkun felt that this story was actually quite touching: "Fate, go around."
"Turn your head around." Yu Sheng didn't give him face at all, "If you're not Lulu, your family will be on my way to the main entrance to school."
If a person is too out of tune, sometimes the providence may also cooperate appropriately.
The two-day birthday experience was too colorful. Jin Linkun and Yu Sheng went to the checkout together. On the way back, there was still a sense of unreality: "Will it be a dream in a dream?"
"Do you want to confirm?"
Yu Sheng is still thinking about Jin Linkun's sentence at the school gate, "The buns are scared away", and feels that he is very suitable to help him sober up: "Choose it yourself, where to beat it."
"..." Jin Linkun: "It's not a dream, it's confirmed."
They slipped out to settle the bill while no one in the class was paying attention. It was no longer meal time, and the stairwell was empty, so quiet that the footsteps of two people could be heard.
Jin Linkun walked in front and heard Yu Sheng calling him: "Brother."
Jin Linkun turned back: "what's the matter?"
"Your day." Yu Sheng looked up at him, "Will you feel better in the end?"
Jin Linkun was stunned for a while, the end of his eyes bent down silently.
He nodded, the corners of his lips raised, and he answered seriously: "It's too good to be true."
At that time, they didn't know each other, and they didn't face each other carefully. In fact, they didn't have any deep feelings.
But at that time, someone suddenly came out, didn't ask anything, threw the mouse and stood with him impatiently.
It feels better than doing ten papers all right.
Yu Sheng glanced at him and pulled the person over.
It was rare for the child to take the initiative to hug him, and a little airflow hit his cheek: "Brother."
"Don't believe it?" Jin Linkun raised his hand subconsciously and touched his hair, "Really, I was—"
Yu Sheng touched his ear: "Happy birthday."
The end of the year is approaching, which means that the content of the semester has come to an end.
The joy of celebrating Teacher Jin's birthday didn't last long, and the students from Class 7, together with the entire No. 3 Middle School, fell into the torrent of a new round of learning.
Different from the uncreative prayers of other classmates, the circle of friends in Class 7 is full of "forwarding this black shirt, take you off", "forwarding this teacher Jin, the English is over the pass line", "forwarding this brother Sheng, the The content has been deleted" and so on seem to be very mysterious koi.
It was the first time that Duan Lei and the others were even a little stunned, secretly counting tarot cards between classes.
"Don't move, don't talk, and be sincere."
The sports committee was very solemn, pressing one hand on his chest: "Mysterious tarot cards, please tell me, can our final exam be five points higher than the midterm?"
Yu Sheng couldn't listen to the "Tarot Cards" section, got up and wanted to leave, but was finally persuaded by the monitor: "Try it, Brother Sheng, we need the power of metaphysics in you, you sit for a while..."
The academic committee counted the soldiers for a long time, and finally, tremblingly, pulled out a hanging man.
None of this group of people can play tarot cards, and they looked at each other at the patterns on the cards: "What do you mean?"
"It's better to hang yourself if you don't do well in the exam?"
"Cantilever beam cone thorn head, review is more effective?"
"Maybe it means that our scores can be reversed next time."
…
"it's okay no problem."
Duan Lei gave way to the sports committee who jumped up to hunt down the life committee members, patted Yang Fan, who was frightened in the front row, to let him continue his studies with peace of mind, and blocked everyone from the director who might suddenly come in to check discipline: "The sports committee has scored 200 points this time. all."
The final exam of the last semester of senior year, the pressure brought by the sense alone is self-evident.
There was a long line in front of the school committee and Yang Fan's dormitory, all of them were students in Class 7 who were working hard with exercise books.
Yu Sheng doesn't live in school, so the chance of being hugged by his leg and crying that this question is too difficult is a little less, but he often stays for one more evening self-study, explaining the difficulties and mistakes of each subject succinctly and succinctly.
Especially in the days before the final exam, Yu Sheng simply followed up with the last night of self-study.
"Brother Sheng, is this okay?"
Duan Lei was very worried. When he didn't know the relationship between Jin Linkun and Yu Sheng, he was worried about their brother Sheng's safety. When he knew about the relationship between the two, he began to worry about whether this would affect their family harmony, "You give us make up lessons, Will Teacher Jin be too lonely..."
"It's all right." Yu Sheng judged their classmates' practice exams, "He's gone home."
Duan Lei: "!!"
Although their brother Sheng only said four words, Duan Lei has already made up a story with twists and turns: "How did he get home? Are you guys having trouble? Is it because there are fewer gatherings and more separations? We are going on our way. Is it too late to tell Mr. Jin not to walk and record the video for him to see while running?"
Yu Sheng: "…"
The Chinese New Year is at the beginning of January, and the provincial demonstration has to enter the second round of review in advance. Before the Chinese New Year, there will be another week of classes to make up, and the final exam is also a week earlier than that of No. 3 middle school.
Jin Linkun didn't follow the make-up lessons. He originally wanted to accompany Yu Sheng to finish the exam. He went to Hainan with his family for two days during the New Year and came back, but Yu Sheng still threw it out.
I also brought a suitcase full of small gifts of hand-made pastries.
Duan Lei breathed a long sigh of relief, and went back to inform a group of people that they didn't need to buy banners: "It's okay, Brother Sheng and their family are very harmonious..."
Yu Sheng looked at the papers spread out on the table, and felt fortunately that he hadn't arranged the composition yet.
If you don't give them a chance to play, you don't know how vast the imagination of these people can be.
After correcting the papers, and correcting and sorting out the areas that still have problems, the time is already quite late. Yu Sheng climbed over the wall and returned home, put down his things and took a shower, just in time to receive a voice chat from Jin Linkun.
The two have been together for a long time, and they are not used to not saying a few words before going to bed.
Jin Linkun was worried that the child would not be able to sleep, and was held by his parents to help calculate the futures exchange rate. He was so sleepy that his voice was a little vague, but he stayed until he finished his work: "What are you doing?"
This person's voice was originally magnetic, and with a bit of sleepiness, it looped inexplicably around his ear for a while.
Yu Sheng held the phone between his hands and smashed the egg into the bowl with one hand and stirred it well: "Night supper."
The egg liquid hit the hot oil, and it rang with a thorn, and it seemed that the extra arrogant aroma could be smelled across the phone.
Knowing that he couldn't eat, Yu Sheng was quite considerate: "Brother, is there a video?"
Jin Linkun: "..."
How much still has a conscience, Yu Sheng made a joke with him, so he stopped the behavior of poisoning in the middle of the night, and replaced the thick egg with a plate and put it out: "How about you?"
Jin Linkun touched a biscuit and turned over with his arms on his back: "When will the New Year be over?"
After taking the exams, they can relax, and Yu Sheng can rush back to spend the year with them. But the end of the exam happens to be the time when I am most impressed with the questions. At this time, correcting the wrong questions to check for omissions and filling vacancies is much better than coming back every other week.
It is also because of this that the provincial demonstration deliberately put the final exam forward for a week, and then took the class for a week after the exam.
The teachers of No. 3 Middle School also want to go home for the Chinese New Year. Yu Sheng has a general understanding of the progress of the preview and review in the class, and decides to leave it for this group of people to make up the foundation.
In the third year of high school, Jin Linkun was very supportive of this decision, but he just missed her boyfriend a bit.
Yu Sheng sat on the edge of the bed by himself, took a chopstick and put it in his mouth. Hearing the movement of Xixi Suosuo on the other side, he raised the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, you can take care of your uncle and auntie."
Jin Linkun: "Uncles and aunts think that gifts and snacks are enough. There is no need to bring people. I can go back."
The tone was too imitated, Yu Sheng couldn't hold back and laughed.
Jin Linkun felt that his schadenfreude was not very kind: "You still laugh, do you know how heavy it is? When I went in, I was almost overweight and changed my checked baggage. In the end, it was only after the weight of the luggage was transferred to its own weight."
Yu Sheng has never heard of this operation: "What is the transfer of luggage weight to self-weight?"
"It's just that the egg yolk crisp is delicious."
When Jin Linkun thinks about it now, he is still a little unfinished: "The mochi is also good, and the boneless chicken feet tastes just right..."
After finally eating the overweight part, Jin Linkun was still very worried about Yu Sheng, so he called and assured him: "Soon, I will go home after two days."
Yu Sheng was also worried, looking at the little boarding time left on the plane: "You have to hurry up, or you can go home directly."
…
The boyfriend was very calm, and he couldn't get out what he wanted to hear for a long time.
Jin Linkun felt a little regretful, but also thought it was good.
Children are no longer afraid of loneliness at home alone.
I also know that the person who leaves is only a few days away, and no matter where he goes, he will definitely come back.
The two chatted with no core idea, and chatted for a while. Jin Linkun was so sleepy that he finally fell asleep before he could hold on.
Finally fell asleep talking to the other side, Yu Sheng sat for a while with headphones on, stood up calmly, and put the phone on the side of the pillow.