Don’t Talk To Me!

Chapter 3

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With the strong evidence of the black shirt, Yu Sheng was identified as a passing classmate who was innocently victimized without any suspense.

Those people on the ground looked tragic, but Yu Sheng actually kept a sense of measure in his hands, and he didn't really hurt anywhere, and he eased his breath after lying down for a while.

The followers are all pulled to support the scene, and the person who didn't want to block has such an awesome fighting power. At this moment, his mentality has almost collapsed. Yu Sheng shivered desperately under the friendly and concerned greetings, and no one dared to truthfully explain what was going on.

It didn't cause any serious consequences, at most it was a level of criticism and education.

The police have long been commonplace, skillfully picking up people one by one and throwing them into the police car, ready to take them back for serious ideological education.

The broom head was so angry that he clutched his wrist and scolded furiously. He was neatly stuffed into the car, and rushed to the police station for reflection, education, writing and inspection.

The messy situation was cleared up in a blink of an eye.

Yu Sheng rubbed his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not afraid to go to the police station to write an examination, but if he goes to the police station, he will inevitably waste time, and he will definitely miss the exam.

I don't know who came up with the ghost idea of texting parents after missing exams.

The school was closed in seven minutes, time was a little tight, Yu Sheng didn't have time to delay, he raised his legs and went straight to the back wall.

After only two steps, he suddenly froze, his footsteps were wrong, and he collapsed neatly.

The black shirt has not gone yet.

Just behind him, he was holding the bag of cult pancakes in his right hand, and his left hand was hanging on his shoulders, before he could take a picture.

Yu Sheng glanced at him vigilantly.

Although he wasn't wearing a school uniform, but the other party's age, appeared in such a place, nine out of ten he still came to take the exam.

He knows all the people in the third middle school, there is no such a bad No. 1, but it is not too like a person in the key area of the province.

When you enter the examination room, you will not be allowed to read the review materials. If you want to review, you have to squat at the door. There are a lot of students along the way. The three middle schools and the province have distinct priorities. It is not difficult to tell the difference between the weight of the schoolbag and the seriousness of the school gate and the final sprint.

The guy in front of him obviously didn't bring anything, and he didn't even buy a "must pass the test set".

It seems that there is no top student studying hard every day and making progress.

It's almost 7:30. If you enter through the front door, you must miss at least one subject. He wasn't even in a hurry because of this, he still stood leisurely and kindly handed half of the pancake cut in half to Yu Sheng.

The unpleasant aroma of food quickly filled the air.

Yu Sheng: "…"

You shouldn't go out without a meal in the morning.

I don't know if I can give him time to eat an apple in a while.

"Take it, I can't eat it either."

The black shirt handed him another half of the pancake, and his voice was low and magnetic, as if he had swallowed a subwoofer: "Didn't they just get rid of that?"

Yu Sheng was annoyed: "Passing by, scared off."

It was a bit unexpected that he held revenge, the black shirt raised his eyebrows, couldn't hold back, and chuckled lightly.

Originally, he seemed to be a bit of a slapper, but when he laughed, the feeling of being slapped was at an inexplicable peak here in Sheng.

... It's a half-assistance anyway.

Yu Sheng has always been reasonable, he gritted his teeth and took a breath, brushing over the pancakes he was handed over and ignoring him, he turned around and said, "Follow."

He didn't know the person in front of him, nor did he look familiar. It was estimated that he was a student from the provincial key. Even their school attaches so much importance to this inexplicable unified examination. The provincial key top students are late for the exam, and they are afraid that they will be hung up to light the sky lantern.

The black shirt was a little puzzled, so he didn't ask any more questions, raised his eyebrows, and followed suit.

Yu Sheng has climbed the wall all the year round, and he was so proficient that he could enter the school with his eyes closed. He was able to bypass the surveillance with ease, bypassing two bulletin boards, and arrived at a gap where the spikes of the railing were broken off.

The black shirt followed behind him, standing together.

Still in the unhurried and unhurried posture just now, he approached very carefully, slightly raised his head to look at the piece, and saw that it was a gap caused by violence.

Yu Sheng tugged at his clothes: "Can you climb over the wall?"

The black shirt blinked and bowed his head following the sound.

Mostly a little effort.

There was not much time left for them, Yu Sheng glanced at his elegant glasses shirt, too lazy to talk nonsense, took off his school uniform to visually measure the distance, raised his hand and threw it up: "Drag, with your height, you can use all your strength. go up."

Yu Sheng has practiced sports for a few years, and he can play basketball except for power forwards.

He didn't pause, he pulled his sleeves down, stepped on the wall and borrowed strength, and the whole person skimmed over the railing neatly.

The wall was not too high, so Yu Sheng didn't delay, he folded one hand on the railing and landed steadily.

The black shirt stood outside the wall, his eyes always followed him, and his eyes lit up quietly.

Yu Sheng patted the dust on his palm: "Have you learned it yet?"

Before he could answer, Yu Sheng had already rolled up the school uniform and shoved it into his hand through the crack of the railing: "Be quick, the school is about to be closed."

The young man's hands were thin and clean, with well-defined joints and long fingers, and a faint blue vein appeared when he exerted his strength.

The black shirt's gaze stayed on that hand for a moment, then raised his head and smiled at him: "I learned."

His Adam's apple was obvious, and as he spoke, it rolled slightly down, hiding into the tightly buttoned shirt collar.

Yu Sheng frowned unconsciously.

bass.

Sounds so fucking good.

High school happened to be the watershed between before and after the voice change. Yu Sheng had to check every day to see if he had changed his voice, but no matter how he stayed up all night to barbeque and drink beer, he couldn't suppress the clear voice of a teenager.

How shameless it is.

With such a tall guy with a subwoofer, Yu Sheng got angry when he saw it.

The person who was angry at him obviously did not have this self-knowledge. He handed over the two pancakes across the railing, motioned for Yu Sheng to help hold them, and held the school uniform sleeve and rolled two rolls on his arm.

Then he grabbed the railing with one hand, exerted force with his arm, and easily did a pull-up and lifted himself up the fence.

Unique.

Very unconventional.

Yu Sheng was taken aback by his ingenious climbing skills.

The black shirt looks thin, but his strength is obviously not small at all. His arms are tensed and smooth muscle lines can be seen through the shirt.

Although the method he used was a bit peculiar, his movements were extremely smooth and precise. He didn't even touch the wall, he simply borrowed strength from the top, the whole person had already turned over, hung with one hand, and beckoned to Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows, raised his head in the past, and before he could speak, his school uniform had already fallen into his arms.

A hand fell on his shoulder.

The other party loosened his hand on the railing and pressed it lightly on his shoulder, and there were already more people beside him.

Yu Sheng was inexplicably a little shocked: "Is your provincial demonstration wall powered on?"

The black shirt clapped the ashes on his hands, he was about to thank him when he choked, he paused, and still smiled with a good temper: "I'm used to it, but I can't change it."

He landed on Yu Sheng's shoulders, the two were a little too close, and the deep and clear voice fell in Sheng's ears, which made him shiver slightly.

Yu Sheng saw that he was ten times less pleasing than before.

Not intending to deal with this kind of person any more, Yu Sheng patted his hand on his shoulder and threw the pancake back into his hand: "Okay, Jin has come in too, hurry up to take your test, don't squat at the door and cry if you're late. ."

His examination room was on the third floor of the high school, which was still a little far away. He didn't have time to talk nonsense here, so he rolled up his school uniform and walked away.

The black shirt grabbed him.

Yu Sheng took a breath, and the fire couldn't help but jump up, and hissed: "Is it over? What else—"

His mouth was suddenly firmly covered by a hand, and the whole person was also wrapped around his shoulders and arms, hiding behind a rather thick tree.

The director of the Education Office walked over with his hands behind his back, taking eight-character steps.

I vaguely heard a movement here, the director looked up and saw nothing out of the ordinary. After checking the road signs and isolation belts, he entered the teaching building through the back door.

Yu Sheng frowned and looked up at the man in front of him.

This set of black shirts is surprisingly skilled, covering his mouth with one hand, wrapping his shoulders and arms around him, and buttoning the other hand against the tree.

The fabric of his shirt was slightly cold, and a touch of body temperature seeped through the fabric and stuck to the skin between Sheng's neck.

A little clean black tea aroma.

The black shirt waited for a while, then leaned out a little and scanned it.

"okay."

He let go of his hand, and slender and cold white fingers swayed in front of Yu Sheng's eyes: "I'm in a hurry, I haven't had time to discuss with you... Are you alright?"

Yu Sheng frowned, opened his hand, raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth vigorously.

I just want to take the test on time, but I don't know where all the bad things come from.

Yu Sheng felt that he and this exam might be at odds with each other.

The black shirt didn't say any more, walked towards the isolation belt, picked it up high enough with one hand, and turned around to wait for him.

This time the other party really did him a favor.

The director of the education department is a headache for everyone in the third middle school. If he sees it over the wall, he will write a check and punish it if it is light. It is very troublesome.

He was in a hurry to go to the exam room, and he didn't pay much attention to the situation around him. If he hadn't been pulled in time, he might have gone into the office to drink tea now.

People are serious about helping, and they can't say no thanks.

Yu Sheng took a deep breath and decided to put aside his prejudices and talk to him, and walked over: "Thank you, I wish you the second place in the test today."

Because it is inexplicably like a metaphysical skill point, if you want to wish people well, you can only help the poor so precisely.

Good spirits are not bad spirits, such words are actually useless after congratulations. But if you say things like "I wish you good luck in the exam" and "I wish you a happy life", it is easy to become a reverse ridicule because of an insincere attitude, causing others to have a lot of bad luck throughout the exam, and life seems to be rough on the spot. Lose your dreams.

Yu Sheng didn't understand the world of the Xueba, but only knew that if there were no surprises, the first is probably that the legendary school god didn't run, and the second was the best result.

"Second—" The black shirt raised his eyebrows, and the eyes behind the lenses curved slightly curiously, "Me?"

"Yup."

Time was running out soon, so Yu Sheng didn't have time to explain to him, patted his clothes, and hurried through the isolation belt to the teaching building.

"Otherwise can it be me?"