When Yu Sheng was woken up by the sound of the phone call, when he finally opened his eyes, Jin Linkun was holding his mobile phone and thinking.
The call stayed on the hung up interface, and Yu Sheng flipped the phone twice with his hand: "Whose phone is it?"
Jin Linkun was still thinking, "Your principal."
"..." Yu Sheng sat up and rubbed his forehead: "What's the matter?"
"I don't know." Jin Linkun shook his head, "I just said 'Hello, I'm Jin Linkun'."
Yu Sheng took the phone and looked at the less than ten seconds of talk time: "What did he say?"
Jin Linkun: "Wah ah ah ah ah."
Yu Sheng: "…"
The two faced each other in silence for a while, then invariably stretched their arms and looked out the window.
"Think for the better." Jin Linkun thought for a while, then patted her boyfriend on the shoulder, "Our sickle statue is still there."
Received the text message [Provincial key, don't reply, don't wait.] The principal of No. 3 Middle School failed to carry the sickle statue to chase down the principal of the provincial demonstration, and got stuck outside the back wall of the provincial demonstration, which was as strict as a fort, and was demonstrated by the province for two A director stepped on the ladder to take it in.
In the end, I realized that it was just an accident. Du Miaomiao, the baby of the third middle school, just came to the next door for lunch and took a nap by the way.
The principal of the provincial demonstration has been tied for second place in the city for a long time. Looking at the two boys standing by the desk, he couldn't help but move: "The little classmates have a good relationship and like to play together, we The teacher should not interfere too much..."
"Then why don't you let that one of you come to our school too?!"
The principal of No. 3 Middle School exploded in an instant: "When your Jin Linkun called me, I shouldn't have listened to the little bastard, just asked someone to come over!"
"… "
Jin Linkun coughed lightly, facing the glances of the provincial demonstration principal and the little bunny who turned around instantly, opened his mouth, and explained to Yu Sheng first: "It's a long story, this matter is a long time ago, it happened before you used the sickle to convince me... "
In view of the special circumstances of the two students, the principals on both sides sat down again and had a cordial and friendly consultation.
The principal's office is facing the stairwell. Jin Linkun pulls Yu Sheng and sits on the stairs together, across a fire door, listening to the ping-pong-pong movement inside: "How good is your principal?"
Yu Sheng didn't expect that this person actually called the principal of No. 3 Middle School and glanced at him: "Are you still planning to transfer?"
The skills of the two principals are actually similar. Basically, when someone hugs their waist and pulls them back, they dare to roll up their sleeves and fight, and when no one stops them, they immediately turn back to throwing things and scolding each other severely.
But if the two of them really want one of them to transfer to the other's school, the school's headmaster's combat effectiveness will definitely be multiplied several times, leading all the physical education teachers to level the back wall and capture the office building of the enemy school.
"No." Jin Linkun was slightly dumb, and wrapped him in his arms, "Why don't you worry about it."
Yu Sheng originally wanted to say a few words to him, but suddenly he noticed the warmth on the other side's shoulder, and somehow he couldn't say the following words.
It was an autumn rain and a cool one. After the last rain, the weather quickly turned cold, and the corridor was in the shade again, and it was a little bit freezing.
The two came out in a hurry, and they didn't bring their school uniforms and jackets.
"Did you not sleep well?"
Jin Linkun circled him, put some strength behind Yusheng's hand, and told him to lean on him: "Take a rest for a while, they won't be able to stop arguing for a while."
The competition for students in high schools has always been the top priority. At the time, the city's unified examination results were not announced to the public, and they were firmly held by various schools as soon as they came out.
Although the afternoon class has already started, it is impossible to let the two of them go back to class with peace of mind until the two principals argue the result.
The corridor was really cold, Yu Sheng sat on the steps without throwing away his arms.
This person is like a stove, which is warm at all times, and it seems that he never feels cold.
I don't know where the ATP came from to break the bond for him.
Yu Sheng thought about it one after another, and was about to go through the question pattern of the math paper he just finished in his mind, when the phone lit up again.
Duan Lei and the others didn't see anyone in the afternoon. They were so nervous that they couldn't bear it for half a class. Finally, they couldn't help it, and sent a message to ask if he was arrested by the principal.
The content of the text message was a bit long, for fear that he didn't know the situation and could not explain clearly, and told him the whole process of the incident in detail.
After reading a few sentences, Yu Sheng had another head on his shoulder.
Yu Sheng didn't care, turned his phone to the side, and read with him what was going on.
Yin Meizhen only let their class read the English text for one class, and left school before it was time.
There is a teacher's cafeteria for teachers' lunch. Yin Mei came back after lunch and found that someone had entered the office, knocked over the ink, and spilled it all on her newly bought handbag.
I heard that the handbag is quite expensive, and the basic salary of the top teacher for a few months.
Yin Mei was so angry at the time that she went to the education department, insisting that it was the revenge of the second and seventh class of high school.
It wasn't a big deal, and someone soon confessed, but the problem was when the director of the education department was about to adjust and suddenly found out that Yu Sheng wasn't there.
Not only was he not there, but Yin Mei was kicked out of the classroom as soon as he was in class.
Two days ago, there was an accident in a nearby middle school that students couldn't think of. The director of the education department searched for a circle without contacting anyone, and nervously reported it directly to the principal.
The principal sent two messages to Yu Sheng nervously, and then received a casual reply from Yu Sheng, who was about to fall asleep.
…
Then they all knew.
Yu Sheng was accustomed to Yin Mei being a demon, but he couldn't help being curious and replied: So you really did it
Duan Lei went crazy: How is that possible! ! If we were, would we only shoot at a small broken bag? !
Duan Lei: Yang Fan did it. He admitted it himself. Brother Sheng, do you still remember him
Duan Lei: Just checking carefully and believing in himself, he happened to be in Yin Mei's class and sneaked into the office by handing in homework.
Duan Lei: Seriously, looking at his good-natured student, we really didn't expect him to be so daring...
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows and almost figured out what was going on.
The head on his shoulders was heavily pressed, Yu Sheng raised his shoulders: "Have you read it yet?"
"This Yin Mei." Jin Linkun had already finished reading it, pointed to the screen, and couldn't help frowning, "What is it for?"
Yu Sheng whispered: "A teacher... don't worry about her."
In fact, he didn't take the previous English class seriously at all, and didn't tell Jin Linkun specifically, just because he didn't think it was necessary.
Yin Mei is a very ambitious person. For her, it is hard enough to have no hope of promotion and fall back from the post of head teacher to an ordinary teacher.
Judging from her recent performance, she might want to teach some more minor subjects.
Yu Sheng didn't take it to heart, clicked on the class group, and watched a group of people frantically swipe the screen with righteous indignation, discussing how to give Yin Mei a good look.
Jin Linkun was silent for a while, did not speak, and buried it gently between the child's neck.
The thinking of this group of people diverged greatly, from sacks to writing report letters, and finally, for some unknown reason, after a circle, they miraculously returned to Yu Sheng's new style of painting that Yu Sheng hadn't had time to get used to in the past few days.
Yao Qiang: @shengge@shengge@shengge, we have to learn English! We want to match the English average score of the first class!
Yao Qiang: Come make up lessons together! !
Yu Sheng was a little stunned by the enthusiasm of these people who usually wish to write English compositions in Pinyin. One hand slapped Jin Linkun's back hastily, and the other hand held the mobile phone to scroll forward the missed chat records.
The monitor was very excited about the enthusiasm of the students to learn. He quickly checked the information and spoke with the data: Although the average score of the first class was high, their English was weak, with only 82 points. Our average score is now 64.
Monitor: The monthly exam is too late, and the midterm exam is less than two months away. We can kill them as long as all of us get 20 points.
The representative of the English class couldn't help but raised his hand and agreed: English score improvement is the most efficient! classmates! Especially low scores and high scores are a memorized word! Learn it, brothers! !
Duan Lei: Damn, learn!
Duan Lei: Lao Tzu is not mud! ! !
Yin Mei was reluctant to substitute for the class, and sneered at it, but instead aroused the fighting spirit of a class.
They all knew that Yin Mei and Yu Sheng didn't deal with it, and worried about causing trouble for him. A group of young and vigorous boys and girls just gritted their teeth and endured a lesson, and they all held back badly.
It is the age of being strong, and no student wants to be pointed at the nose and scolded as "garbage" or "the mud can't support the wall", and even more unwilling to be directly identified by the teacher as a worthless waste at the beginning of the third year of high school sprint.
Duan Lei shouted first, and the group immediately exploded.
A group of people vented their words one by one, gritted their teeth and vowed to study hard, and scared the old Hedu who just came back from get out of class and didn't know the situation and was ready to bubble up to say hello to everyone.
Yu Sheng looked at the bubbles that kept popping up on the screen, put the phone gently on the side, and tugged at Jin Linkun: "What's wrong?"
Jin Linkun took his hand: "a little... lost."
It wasn't particularly serious, just a little bit of loss because he was proud of how powerful his boyfriend was, and at the same time he didn't need his help to share the burden.
Proud and sad.
Yu Sheng was slightly startled and turned back to meet his gaze.
Jin Linkun was also looking at him, with his eyes bent behind the lens, and raised his hand to rub his head: "But our children are really amazing."
He praised Yu Sheng earnestly, smiled, and wanted to talk again, but the particularly powerful children around him had already taken the initiative to lean over.
It was very quiet in the stairwell, Yu Sheng supported the stairs behind him with one hand and turned sideways.
It was already afternoon, and the sun had turned halfway around, and a little bit of sunlight slanted in through the corridor window, draped over the boy's short, tangled hair.
A cool soft touch gently touched his ear.
Jin Linkun suddenly forgot what he was going to say, stunned for a while, and subconsciously hugged him back.
"I lost my ass." Yu Sheng rested his chest on his shoulder, and added after a while, "I skipped class to buy food."
He actually wanted to talk a lot. He wanted to say that he dared to make such a fuss because he knew there was a place to be kicked out of the classroom. He also wanted to say that it was because the emergency contact was replaced by him, so he was not afraid of violating discipline, not afraid of it. What are you calling your parents
There's so much I want to say, but I don't feel like I need to.
No need to explain nonsense, it is obvious that this person can even get full marks for understanding English.
Jin Linkun, who was full of understanding, hugged the person who was suddenly red hot in his arms, opened his mouth, and suddenly couldn't help but chuckle.
Yu Sheng's ears were so hot that he couldn't help but want to push him away to cool off, but Jin Linkun hugged him into his arms and buried his head in his neck.
…
Yu Sheng finally pushed his head off his shoulders and lowered his temperature. The class was still very lively.
Lao He listened to understand the cause and effect, and decided to help with pleasure. He gave up all the morning self-study, which was divided into half of Chinese and English, to English, and encouraged everyone to use the morning self-study time to recite words to practice listening.
The school committee and the monitor volunteered and took the initiative to help everyone find topics and practice their skills. The representative of the English class was responsible for summarizing common words and leading the whole class to read by self-study every morning.
There is time, there are topics, and there is still a shortage of teachers.
The Baoqin side said that there was still a week before they could come back. The seventh class didn't even want to see Yin Mei's face, and the English teachers in other classes didn't have the spare time to substitute.
Lao He feels that English and Chinese have the same goal, and he should be able to do this arduous job and make some small contributions to the vigorous efforts of his classmates.
After listening to him read a paragraph of English seriously, the students politely rejected the enthusiasm of the Chinese teacher and head teacher without hesitation.
Duan Lei is very anxious: Is there anyone who speaks English well? ? Can you sacrifice the hue a little bit and let him or her help us make up lessons
Yao Qiang also thinks this idea is a good idea: work hard for you, benefit the whole class, we must study hard and never give up halfway!
Lao He attaches great importance to the Spring and Autumn Brushwork, and every time he encounters such a situation, he will painstakingly educate his classmates to adjust their wording: don't say objects, and don't say sensitive words such as boyfriends and girlfriends. Be sure to bring it, it can also be said to be a neighbor, a child, or an identity with a job, such as a tutor and so on...
There are basically no secrets in the seventh class, and the whole class knows about the target.
Unfortunately, it seems that there are not many people who can help this time. Either the grades are average, or the grades are good but English is also weak. Although the monitor's girlfriend speaks good English, unfortunately, she recently got sick and asked for leave, and she has to go back to school next week.
A group of people are so worried that they can't help but encourage a few high-quality people who are still single to sacrifice for their studies and try their luck in other classes.
It's not that people from No. 3 Middle School have never done this kind of thing. When Yu Sheng first came to No. 3 High School, he heard that there was a little girl in the second year of high school with the boy in the first exam room, and they broke up after half a year.
After breaking up, the boy cried out of breath: "You don't really want to be with me at all, just so that I can help you study!"
This scene was made into a video and posted on the school post bar. The boy became famous and gained a lot of people to study with him. Finally, he was admitted to the school of his dreams.
Seeing that the more the group of people discussed, the less tuneful they were, Yu Sheng casually flipped through the chat records, and without looking further, stretched Jin Linkun's clothes twice.
Jin Linkun was still touching the part where Yu Sheng touched his ear just now.
"Hue sacrifice is over."
Yu Sheng showed him the screen of his mobile phone: "When will the supplementary lessons be given?"