Don’t Talk To Me!

Chapter 18

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He was so shocked by the box of books that all Yu Sheng dreamed for half the night was Jin Linkun holding the book and tirelessly flipping through the illustrations to tell him stories.

The picture is too exciting.

Yu Sheng felt that he really was not suitable to stay in this place any longer.

It was already dawn, and sunlight squeezed in through the gaps in the curtains. Yu Sheng sat up and calmed down for a while, raised his hand to rub his forehead, grabbed his phone and checked the time.

Half past six, in the morning.

It is necessary for him to go home as soon as possible and adjust his schedule back to a mode that does not exist in the morning.

Yu Sheng covered his eyes, walked around the balcony, and took off his hanging clothes.

The rain pattered for the last half of the night, and finally stopped completely. As soon as the balcony door opened, the fresh and cool air that was unique after the rain poured in.

It was very quiet outside the window, he was the only one in the dormitory, the bed opposite was empty, Jin Linkun was not in the dormitory, and he didn't know where he went.

Maybe where I went to read and memorize words in the morning.

Yu Sheng stood on the balcony and received the baptism of fresh air for a while, and suddenly realized that he actually slept well last night.

He has been seriously lacking sleep for the past two days. Last night, he was sleepy and had a headache. He originally thought that Jin Linkun's character would inevitably drag him to have a bedtime talk.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, this person was already soundly asleep.

Just accidentally remembered the bad things in the past during the day, and Yu Sheng thought that he would have to survive at least half the night before falling asleep. Who knew that lying on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to the steady and long breathing on the other end, he closed his eyes unknowingly not long after, and slept directly until dawn.

After finally getting enough sleep for eight hours, the temples that had been aching all the time finally stopped. Yu Sheng didn't delay any longer, simply washed and changed into clothes, folded the clothes that were to be returned to Jin Linkun on the table, and left the dormitory with a schoolbag on his back.

The wall turned unexpectedly smoothly today.

N University is on the outskirts of the city, and the buses that come here are specially designed to ferry the students of the summer camp. The only way to get out is to rely on the subway. When Yu Sheng was looking for the wall to turn over, he paid attention to the route, landed from the other side of the wall, and reached the subway station entrance before walking a few hundred meters.

Yu Sheng followed the route he checked and bought a ticket to the city.

It wasn't the morning rush hour yet, and there were not many people on the subway. He found a seat, took out his mobile phone, flipped through it, and found a pair of headphones to plug in.

Before they could be put into their ears, the thousand people who had been blocked for a long time suddenly jumped out a message notification.

Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the summer camp, only a few days after the camp opened, but Xin Jingsheng has already made a matching anonymous forum.

Lao Wan felt that this was something to be encouraged, and happily helped all the Aite members. He also specially asked the team leaders to be responsible for the promotion. He quickly spread the address of the temporary forum to every corner where there were members of the summer camp.

This route is a bit long, Yu Sheng plugged in his headphones, looked up at the destination that was still separated by seven or eight stops, flipped through it, and clicked on the forum link that had already been refreshed.

The color scheme of the forum is quite simple, silver-gray with logo, and the function is also very clear. After clicking in, the top is the hot post push, and the bottom is divided into sections according to nine subjects, all equipped with real-time text chat rooms.

It satisfies the strong demand of scholars to discuss topics anytime, anywhere.

Yu Sheng already regretted seeing the hot posts on the homepage, "Complete analysis of the combination of numbers and shapes, refuse to accept the battle" and "About the Gao Miao Physics Grove". He was about to exit when the subway suddenly stopped, followed by his hand. In a flash, I accidentally clicked into the bottom post.

[Only God can enter the world of gods, the story that the two big guys in our group had to tell in August 18th]

Yu Sheng Meifeng frowned unconsciously.

The referentiality of the title is already quite strong, and you can know who the post is talking about at a glance.

The people who posted should also be classmates from the seven groups, but there was no malicious intent, and the posts that were complaining were assigned to the only watering area in the forum. As a member of the same group who has repeatedly destroyed the young mind, he objectively described the inhuman level of the two tied for second place in the eyes of onlookers.

After the grouping, there was not much interaction between the various groups. Many people enthusiastically posted below to ask for details. The landlord occasionally came out to complain, so he quickly covered a building one by one.

Yu Sheng glanced at the first few lines, but couldn't hold back, so he casually scrolled down.

The speeches of these people are obviously not even the least bit different from the actual situation.

Probably because the main performance of participating in the activity was sleeping, except for the misunderstanding of the scholar who couldn't explain it clearly, he was once again identified as the friendlier of the two people by his face.

In the thread, the chat was vivid and serious, and there were actually many pink anonymous heads with two pigtails eager to inquire about his dormitory number.

The dormitories were randomly assigned. Except for the two of them, only student Kong who knew nothing about the forum knew about the dormitory arrangement. A group of people had a lively discussion for a long time, but no one has picked it up yet.

I don't even know what to do with this.

Maybe he wanted to chase him to the dormitory to discuss his studies with him.

Yu Sheng rubbed his neck in annoyance, and his belief that he couldn't go back became stronger.

The floor below became more and more crooked, and soon developed into a chat, with everything in a mess. Yu Sheng ran out of patience after reading a few pages hastily, and was about to quit, but his eyes swept across the last layer of the page to reply.

[Anonymous: Kunshen's direct junior said that Kunshen is really not so inhuman, you may not believe it when you say it, Kunshen was the most popular boy in our previous session.]

Although the opening time of the camp is not long, Jin Linkun has basically filled the hatred of the entire summer camp with his stable performance. As soon as this floor came out, it quickly aroused widespread doubts and group ridicule.

[I don’t believe it, it’s true that Kunshen is awesome, and it’s also true that he is inhumane. Unless he encounters some kind of stimulation, this kind of inhumanity is definitely not something that can evolve in just a year.]

[+1 if you don't believe me, Kunshen's way of chatting is not for making friends.]

[Don't believe +2, I really want to talk, but I really can't. It's also strange, he is also very kind, but he doesn't dare to talk to him too much...]

[It shouldn't be a question of being polite. I feel that Kunshen has a good temper, but it gives the impression of being very polite and unfamiliar. It's not that he's too arrogant, he just thinks that he either doesn't know how to make friends, or doesn't want to make friends at all.]

[I feel that during the grammar battle yesterday, he fell asleep at the same table, and he was reading alone. Lao Wan wanted to ask him to come and communicate with us, but he insisted on chatting with Lao Wan from poetry and poetry to philosophy of life, forgetting Lao Wan's lively chat...]

Yu Sheng turned down one by one.

After a few pages, the direct junior who appeared at the beginning reappeared, and posted a photo that was sold after paying to browse and read.

Yu Sheng: "…"

This group of academic bullies may indeed be a bit boring.

The thread at the back was very long, and I read it for a long time before I knew it. The car was about to arrive, and the bilingual prompt sounded.

Yu Sheng ignored the paid picture that looked like fishing, put away his phone and stood up, put on his schoolbag and got out of the car.

Entering the city, the surrounding area is instantly prosperous several times.

The bus stop back to City A was not far away, Yu Sheng recognized the way, and was going to buy a ticket directly to go home. Passing through the empty field under the overpass, I was suddenly greeted by a tempting aroma.

Just in time for work, the early morning stalls were bustlingly lined up, and they were busy attracting customers. Most of the people who came to visit were office workers nearby. They hurried into the towering office buildings with their briefcases, two steamed buns or a serving of roujiamo.

Yu Sheng didn't eat in the morning, so he paused involuntarily, picked a pancake cart and stopped, and went over to have a look.

The stall owner was very enthusiastic: "Young man, what do you want to eat? You can put anything, including chicken chops, fish tofu, Weilong, grilled sausages and ham sausages of your choice..."

"Just crispy, two eggs, thank you."

Yu Sheng interrupted him and took out his mobile phone to pay, when WeChat suddenly ding-dong and a message popped out.

[Once upon a time there was a mountain: Friends, do you want to have breakfast?]

The two were added to WeChat last night. Jin Linkun insisted on leaving a few more contact information. Yu Sheng was so annoyed that he simply threw the phone over and asked him to add his own friend.

Unexpectedly, this person actually changed a note.

Yu Sheng looked at the message on the screen and briefly shook his head.

Once upon a time, there was a mountain that was the beginning of the only storytelling session for this learner who was said to be able to speak 140 languages.

In the grammatical battle yesterday, Jin Linkun told him about a hundred unrepeatable stories about a mountain once in front of the damned word book.

Yu Sheng stood for a while, and was asked by the stall owner if he should brush the hot sauce: "No spicy, no coriander."

He picked up the phone and replied: No, don't buy it either.

Once upon a time there was a mountain:

Yu Sheng looked up at the bus stop not far away.

He can leave now. If he does not participate in the summer camp for three days, he will automatically quit. He does not need to go to make up lessons in advance when he returns to City A. He does not need to read books and memorize words at home.

The boss moved quickly, and he had already prepared a pancake and handed it over.

Yu Sheng took the bag of pancakes, paid the money, and left without immediately opening the post and flipping through it.

He was still sleeping at that time, and he didn't know that Wan Yongming came to Jin Linkun to let him communicate with people more.

But he still remembered that Jin Linkun actually wanted to join in the fun and pretend, and even tried to invite him to form a double row, but he indifferently refused.

Later, he was woken up by the frequent glances, and sat up with his arms stretched out, the shadows of the people around him stopped in the somewhat blurred vision.

The arms he was holding were slightly crossed, and he slowly flipped through the book, quietly not going anywhere.

Yu Sheng: "Make another one."

He looked at the ingredients: "Roast sausage, fish tofu, crispy, chicken chop."

The boss has never encountered this kind of filling-in-the-blank ordering.

Yu Sheng stood by the booth and waited for a while, and then received a message from Kong Jiahe, saying that there was an event today, and every bedroom had sent a notice.

Switching back to the chat interface where there was a mountain, the question mark was still on the last line of the screen.

Yu Sheng forwarded the notice and added: I'm out to buy something.

Yu Sheng: I went back.