Finally ushered in the day when we were about to get to know each other better, and the seven groups of students were even a little nervous.
Especially after one of the big guys in the group kicked another big guy to the ground last night in self-study.
Not long ago, I directly witnessed the act of studying in the dark behind the back of a roommate. The seven groups of students have already made up the picture of these two fighting with each other in the dormitory.
Before the group work started, everyone arrived in the activity room early, each had a mobile phone in hand, and typed quickly in the group face to face.
[Tremble, Night Elf: First-hand information, yesterday I was reading until three o'clock in the morning before going to bed, and Kunshen even came out to the toilet to wash my face.]
[Staying up late and rushing: I envy this schedule. I was so absorbed in studying at CBD KFC that it was already five o'clock when I looked up.]
[Sleep late makes me happy: Why do you see Kunshen coming to the toilet? Are you reading in the bathroom, is the environment good?]
[Tremble, Night Elf: No way, who told me that the small table lamp was confiscated. The restroom is clean and the lights are on, but our floor is out of place, you can look at other floors.]
[Big N at 4 in the morning: The bathroom is too stuffy, so I recommend the small garden. The environment is good, the street lights are also good, but there are many mosquitoes, it is best to bring two bottles of toilet water.]
[Being the first in the province of dreaming: Excuse me, I remember we were discussing the gangster and the gangster... ]
[The night gave me black eyes: I will talk about this later, where are the specific coordinates of the small garden?]
…
The two bosses who are said to be fighting with each other are still dawdling in the dormitory.
Yu Sheng squatted beside the bed, pressed his knee with one hand, turned around to get the medicine: "Does it hurt?"
"I don't feel it anymore."
Jin Linkun stretched out his arm and handed him the medicine: "There are still five minutes. Considering such an important event today, I think we can actually wait until we come back and change-"
Yu Sheng slapped him on the knee: "Don't move."
Jin Linkun stopped moving, lowered his head, and watched him meticulously remove the gauze, treat the wound and change the dressing.
Yu Sheng's movements are actually very fast.
At first glance, he didn't do much about dressing and dressing. His hands were very stable, and it was very simple to remove gauze and change dressings, and he was skilled with almost no pauses.
The hand holding the iodophor was slender and clean, and the fingers slid steadily across the wound. Jin Linkun didn't have time to hurt, the wound was cold, and a new layer of dressing had been applied, and the gauze was wrapped around it properly again.
"Okay." Yu Sheng neatly tied a knot and got up, "Let's go—"
He stopped, raised his hand and shook it in front of Jin Linkun: "It hurts stupid?"
"Um?"
Jin Linkun recovered and shook his head: "No... let's go."
Yu Sheng moved faster than him, rolled up two exercise books and threw them into his schoolbag, held the door, turned around and waited for him.
Jin Linkun stepped on the ground firmly, and after walking a few steps, he regained his feeling and followed: "It doesn't hurt at all, your technique is very good."
Yu Sheng didn't speak for a long time after asking if it was okay to turn the article yesterday.
There was still a long way to go back to school. Jin Linkun played with his phone for a while, thinking he was asleep, so he went over to take a look.
As a result, he met his new roommate again at close range.
The seat in the back of the car is a bit small. When Jin Linkun was thinking about whether he should stop the driver to take shelter to avoid accidental injury, Yu Sheng suddenly said, "Okay."
The teenager sat quietly, and the street lights outside came in colorfully, reflected in the dark eyes, and carefully traced the outline of the extraordinarily delicate facial features.
He looked up at him and said again, "Okay."
…
Jin Linkun couldn't get out of here in a night's dream.
In the middle of the night, I wanted to go to the toilet to wash my face, but as soon as I pushed the door, I was almost scared to fall again by the neatly squatting head next to the sink.
The activity room was on the top floor of the dormitory building. The two of them were not late, and even entered the door two minutes early.
No one was talking in the room, everyone was burying their heads in knocking on their mobile phones, and the vibrating alerts of WeChat were ringing one after another, and no one had time to look up and pay attention to who came in.
"… "
Jin Linkun sat down with Yu Sheng in the back row, inexplicably infected by the atmosphere, and shook his phone: "Do as the locals do?"
Yu Sheng was not interested at all, he took out his mobile phone and touched him copingly, threw it on the table with the screen facing down, and spread out the exercise book that he only saw half of yesterday.
The workbook was written by Jin Linkun, and the way of answering the questions was very arbitrary. Ninety percent of the questions only had one answer written, and a few were too complicated, so I just checked a few strokes in the blank area on the side.
A whole book is turned down, and there are still simple fold marks on the front pages, and the answers section at the back is brand new and looks like it has never been opened.
Yu Sheng has his own habits, and he is not influenced by him, and still writes questions at a fixed rhythm.
Jin Linkun followed and watched for a while, and then his attention shifted to Yu Sheng's hand that unconsciously turned the pen.
Very clean hands.
The knuckles are not prominent, but very clear, the fingers are slender and strong, and there are a few very light scars scattered on the phalanx and metacarpal bones.
The pen looked extra obedient in his hand, twirling swiftly and dexterously in a circle between his fingers, firmly and without any intention of dropping it.
…
Jin Linkun observed it carefully for a while, then pulled out a pen.
Yu Sheng finally raised his head expressionlessly and confiscated his pen after the seventh time he heard a clang and the tip of the pen left a black spot on the back of his hand.
"not on purpose."
Jin Linkun apologized sincerely, and took the initiative to help him wipe the ink on the back of his hand: "This is really difficult, and it needs sufficient practice to sum up experience... Are you stuck?"
Yu Sheng frowned and was about to withdraw his hand when his arm suddenly froze.
This forced to use is actually a quick-drying pen.
The pen and ink dried on the back of my hand in three seconds, and I couldn't wipe it off. Jin Linkun wiped it for a while, but failed to save the ink dot that had not changed at all. He actually grabbed his hand and pulled it towards him.
The palm of his hand was warm and dry, and it was inexplicably hot against the side of his palm.
Yu Sheng's shoulders and arms tensed for a while, and he controlled it to loosen up little by little, then pulled out: "Okay, don't worry about it."
"Try again." Jin Linkun was very persistent, holding his hand and tugging in front of him again, bowing his head and sighing.
"… "
[The big guy who saved me is behind me again: stop for a while, friends, look behind me... ]
[Sleep late makes me happy: who are you?]
[No. 1 in the provincial test for dreaming: ... In the last row, are you really not going to get to know each other in real life?]
[Staying up late and rushing: When did the woc bosses come in?]
[Sleep late makes me happy: Which workbook is the woc boss reading? ?]
[Tremble, Night Elf: What are the woc bosses doing? ? ?]
The movement of the two was not really big, but the activity room was too quiet, and even the softest voices were mixed with the vibration of WeChat.
Within a few seconds, the sights that I thought were hidden gathered from all directions and gathered in the corner at the rear left of the classroom.
…
Yu Sheng pulled out his hand, glanced at Jin Linkun who was still smug, and hid his left hand directly into the table.
Lao Wan arrived in a hurry.
When he arrived, the activity room had returned to complete silence.
The Xueba, who had been swept around by the gods of learning, sat quietly like chickens, with their shoulders straight and their eyes straight, their spirits were unprecedentedly high.
Lao Wan didn't notice anything wrong, and was very relieved. He handed the form in his hand to Kong Jiahe and sent it on. Walking to the podium, I briefly talked about the activity arrangement and competition mode of the next stage of the summer camp.
Yu Sheng took the two forms handed over by the deputy team leader with trembling hands, thanked them, and glanced at them.
The basic information form of the summer camp is said to be filled out by everyone, and will be collected in a few days as the camper's file.
There is nothing serious to fill in, except for the blanks such as name, age, place of origin and family. Yu Sheng distributed one of them to Jin Linkun, filled in a few strokes on his own, and stuffed it into the folder of the exercise book.
"The classmate I ordered will come up, and the next classmate will be ready."
Kong Jiahe handed out the form from seat to seat, and Lao Wan also pulled out the list, and nags in a hurry: "It's not easy for everyone to gather here, we must cherish this short time and make it a unique memory for us. …”
The list is arranged according to the results of entering the camp. Lao Wan turned a page and called out with a smile: "Jin Linkun."
Jin Linkun stood up slowly.
Before he could step onto the podium, he was first pulled by Lao Wan who was sitting in the first row, and he lowered his voice to discuss a few words.
Yu Sheng was studying how to wipe off the black spot, but he didn't hear Jin Linkun making a sound, so he looked up.
Jin Linkun had just finished the story of Lao Wan's patient Xiaozhi with emotion and reason. He nodded nicely, took something and walked up to the podium, picking up a piece of chalk and writing his name.
"My name is Jin Linkun, everyone should know me, so I won't say more."
Jin Linkun put down the chalk, wiped his hands with a piece of paper towel, glanced at Lao Wan who looked at him, and read according to the manuscript: "Everyone is more interested in my study method, in fact, in my opinion, study should be Pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and do not advocate overdrafting the body and working too hard..."
Lao Wan came from H and was originally responsible for introducing study methods and developing study habits. However, the enthusiasm of the students in the seventh group is too high.
So we can only go back and stop.
He still didn't know the source of the small table lamp, and after thinking about it for several nights, he still thought that it was the most suitable for Jin Linkun to carry out this kind of popular science about the correct learning method.
The academic bullies in the audience instantly cooled down when they heard the enthusiasm for the learning method, and they were not touched by watching the god of learning who took the lead in secretly learning.
Jin Linkun was very conscientious and conscientious. He read the entire manuscript of scientific study and a reasonable rest that Lao Wansai had brought over to the indifferent academic tyrants.
Yu Sheng didn't have his shameless talent, so he simply went to the podium and came down, leaving the place to the next person.
Probably because he beat the school gods several times, he was very happy, his self-introduction was so simple that only his name was left, and the applause when he stepped down was still more than twice as warm as Jin Linkun's.
The person who came to the stage was Kong Jiahe. These days of exercise had made him speak a lot more quickly. He stood on the stage with his legs shaking, and after memorizing the manuscript for the night, he quickly ran back to his seat with a blushing face.
"Hello everyone, my name is Xia Junhua, and I have a nickname called Aoye Chongchong. Anyone who does Huajing is welcome to form a group."
"My name is Dong Jue, and my nickname goes to bed late to make me happy. I'm from the Seventh High School, and my hobby is writing questions."
"Ding Zhengjiao... nicknamed "Dream Dream" and the first in the province."
"Cen Rui, the nickname tremble, night elves."
"Liang Yifan, nickname save me—"
…
Classmate Liang Yifan, whose WeChat name is “Save Me” and is behind me, swallowed and stammered: “Save, save me, everyone should understand it. I’m from the liberal arts, T City No. 1 Middle School, nice to meet you. ."
Jin Linkun was very curious to hear it, and pulled Yu Sheng to discuss: "Are the nicknames so real now?"
Yu Sheng also had a group in the class of No. 3 Middle School. He had guessed what code these people were talking about, glanced at him, and casually said, "I guess so."
Everyone came down with warm applause. Jin Linkun carefully compared it for a while and came to the conclusion: "It seems that everyone does not welcome my speech very much."
"Combining work and rest?" Yu Sheng glanced at him, "It's good that I didn't beat you."
Jin Linkun felt that it made sense, nodded, and took out the manuscript to expand: "I'm careless, I missed the manuscript when I saw it, and didn't read it carefully."
Yu Sheng looked at it.
Red check manuscript paper, handwritten with pen, dense and neat, with dark and light traces of ink, probably written for more than a day.
At that time, Lao Wan suddenly stopped him, and this was what he gave him.
Jin Linkun looked regretful, but he still carefully folded the manuscript in half and then put it in the book.
The pen in Yu Sheng's hand paused for a while, and he turned his head and went back to continue the question without scolding him.
Jin Linkun hasn't turned the page here yet, he is still very emotional, and sighed softly: "If I knew it would affect people's popularity, I should at least modify it and read it again, with my original popularity..."
Yu Sheng: "…"
Thinking of the WeChat group that he was so implicated that neither of them entered, Yu Sheng's thoughts suddenly dissipated, and he glanced at him angrily: "You are still popular—"
His voice paused.
The post I saw that day suddenly came out of my memory again, and along with Jin Linkun's actions of folding the manuscript seriously, it clearly distracted his attention.
…
Yu Sheng put down his pen and sat down for a while, but he couldn't help but pull out his phone and clicked on the forum again.
He searched for the post, clicked back according to the number of pages in his memory, and found the photo map that can only be viewed by paying.
Paying is very troublesome, you have to install the forum's exclusive APP, register and recharge, and answer the questions to activate the user number.
Yu Sheng patiently finished it step by step, charged a dollar to go in, and finally clicked on the hidden photo.
Jin Linkun in the photo looks a little younger than he is now.
Wearing a provincial school uniform, with his shoulders being restrained affectionately, he stood in front of the teaching building with a group of people, with a bright smile and the light of the sun in his eyes.
Yu Sheng frowned.
He looked at the photo for a while, his hand that wanted to exit paused, hesitated for a while, and clicked the screenshot.
A pop-up box pops up immediately: Want a screenshot? Want to bookmark this photo? Recharge 18.8, immediately enjoy membership rights, exclusive collection of high-definition uncensored original pictures, the heart is at this moment!
Yu Sheng held the phone, sat expressionlessly for three seconds, and returned to the main interface.
Then, without hesitation, I deleted this garbage money app.