The problem was solved very simply.
Among the messy ideas of the seventh class officials, Yu Sheng's avatar jumped out like gold.
Yu Sheng: No need to look for it, I have a tutor.
Yu Sheng: Come to study for yourself tomorrow night.
The class was silent for a while.
Lao Hegang corrected everyone above that when you are looking for a partner, don't call it a partner. When you have to say it, it's better to say that you are asking for a tutor. Yu Sheng's news was picked up with a strong sense of existence.
In the classroom of Class 7, a group of people sat in the classroom between the large classes and looked at each other, lowered their voices and approached to discuss whether the tutoring mentioned by Brother Sheng was true or limited to the literal meaning, which had other deeper connotations.
"Shouldn't." Duan Lei is very persistent, "Brother Sheng is not the one who responds to the teacher's call like this."
Yao Qiang: "Brother Sheng doesn't seem like someone who can fall in love with his girlfriend."
The monitor has often visited and asked Yu Sheng for questions recently, and was deeply impressed by the improvement in his grades: "Brother Sheng's grades have improved so fast, maybe he really hired a tutor?"
The academic committee also had a deep understanding and nodded in agreement: "That means the level of this tutor is very good."
…
A group of people came to the conclusion that they safely accepted the mysterious tutor that Yu Sheng was about to bring over, and went back to their seats each stepping on the class bell.
Yu Sheng put down the phone and glanced at her boyfriend who was still in a trance: "Isn't it enough?"
"Enough." Jin Linkun was thinking about how to say the English question, and subconsciously responded: "I'm thinking about how to say it better..."
Halfway through the next words, Jin Linkun suddenly raised his head and met Yu Sheng's gaze.
…
His target is asking him, if he wants to hire him to make up the class, whether the color sacrifice is enough.
As long as he was with Yu Sheng, his mouth was always faster than his head. When he realized what Yu Sheng was asking, he had already answered.
Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows, very satisfied with the object who said he was content, he clapped his hands and prepared to get up, but was caught by Jin Linkun: "Friend, I think we can do it all over again—"
"It's too late." Yu Sheng has been brainwashed by teachers of various subjects recently, and the college entrance examination preparation quotes came casually, "The exam is handed in, can you answer it again?"
Jin Linkun: "..."
Yu Sheng looked down at him, the corners of his lips lifted up unconsciously, and he held Jin Linkun's wrist and pulled it over.
The scene in the office just now was a bit intense. Afraid that the aftermath of the two principals would affect Yu Sheng, Jin Linkun's cuff was rolled up by two folds, ready to take action at any time, but he didn't have time to let it go.
The young man's fingers were slender and did not exert much force. They loosely wrapped around his wrist, and the palm just fit the slightly protruding carpal bone.
Jin Linkun raised his head to meet the smile hidden in the eyes in front of him, his heartbeat paused unconsciously.
Unlike other people's perception of Sheng, Jin Linkun thinks that he actually laughs quite often
It's just that the smile is not very obvious, and sometimes it is just a very light glance in the eyes, and it has disappeared before I can see it clearly.
But as long as you look at it clearly, you will find how warm those eyes are, and how much quietness and gentleness that no one notices.
"I have to do something, go back to school."
Yu Sheng grasped his wrist and said concisely: "Walk with me or stay here to guard the door?"
"Follow you." Jin Linkun couldn't help pulling the corner of his lower lip, took his hand back, and stood up with a little strength, "Wait for me, I'll borrow a bicycle lock."
Yu Sheng didn't react to his stalk: "What are you doing?"
Jin Linkun sent a message to the principal with one hand to ask for leave, and explained very seriously: "Lock the sickle sculpture in our school on the base."
In the principal's office, the two principals were still discussing the issue of the relationship between the students of the two schools, and listed a row of very detailed terms.
"I think it's still important to respect the children's own wishes."
Both of them are in their own school. The provincial model principal is very relaxed and patiently guides the principal of the brother school next door: "It's especially rare that the two children have such a good relationship."
He received a text message on his mobile phone, picked it up subconsciously, took a look, and continued: "Let's give them more right to choose..."
Provincial model principal: "..."
The principal of No. 3 Middle School was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"
The two walked downstairs, just in time to hear the roar of "Wah ah ah ah ah" coming from the roof.
"That's what I heard at the time."
Jin Linkun stopped for half a step and pointed up to Yu Sheng: "But the voice is different, this one sounds more like our principal, and the number of words is a little more..."
In the roar of the provincial model principal, the two classmates who had a good relationship with each other had skillfully climbed over the two walls and returned to the campus of No. 3 Middle School.
In the Education Department of No. 3 Middle School, Yang Fan had a pale face and lowered his head, silently speaking.
"Don't be so afraid."
The director of the education department sat on the same level as him, bent over to ease his tone and comforted him: "The teaching quality and study style of the first class are the best, your grades can be ranked in the top five in liberal arts, one is very promising, don't be so hasty Just make a decision…”
Yang Fan's head was almost lowered to his chest, or he didn't speak, and he was forced to turn over and over again, just saying "I want to change classes".
The director of the education department looked at him with a headache.
Although it was already known that the student in front of him poured ink on Teacher Yin's handbag, Yin Mei was not the head teacher, so even if Yang Fan was not pleasing to the eye, it would not be a threat to him.
What's more, he personally promised Yang Fan several times, promising to keep it secret for him, so that he can rest assured that Teacher Yin will not know who did it.
But this student was still standing in the education department two years ago, and they were dying to return Yu Sheng's punishment to him.
The director of the education department couldn't help but want to find the principal again, but the principal has already gone to find the lost students and has not returned yet.
Seeing that the psychological work this time would end in failure again, the director of the education department rubbed his forehead and was about to let Yang Fan go back to the classroom first, when the door was suddenly knocked twice.
The lost student found it himself.
When the director of the education department saw Yu Sheng, he grabbed him and looked up and down: "Little bastard, where are you going? Are you okay? The principal is so worried that he went out to find you in person!"
Yu Sheng's grades were strictly blocked, and no one knew about it except the principal. Seeing that the student was not lost, the director dropped half of his dangling heart, and unceremoniously put the person into the education department.
Jin Linkun leaned against the wall outside the door, thinking about whether all the teachers of No. 3 Middle School called Yu Sheng this interesting and cute nickname, the director of the education department had already surpassed Sheng, and nodded politely towards him and stretched out his hand: "Parent Yu Sheng? He looks really young. Come in and sit in, this incident is an accident, we have already warned the teacher involved... "
Yu Sheng: "…"
Jin Linkun: "..."
Kindness is difficult.
Jin Linkun originally planned to wait outside, but now he had to shake the outstretched hand and enter the education office together.
Inexplicably, the voice sounded a little familiar, so Jin Lin Kunqian took the warm water from the head of the education department and found an opportunity to talk to Yu Sheng: "Friend, I want to ask—"
Yu Sheng cherishes his words like gold: "It's a person."
…
Sure enough, it was the last time he came to the No. 3 middle school for the exam. When he went outside the exam room to deliver porridge to a friend who was suspected of having a stomachache because of his pancakes, the voice over the loudspeaker asked him not to spoil the child.
Jin Linkun was inexplicably nostalgic. Holding a paper cup, he whispered to Yu Sheng: "In a sense, your director has a really good memory."
"Go back and give me the address of your glasses."
Yu Sheng was very indifferent and didn't want to cooperate with him in recalling the past at all: "In a sense, our director's Teacher's Day needs a little gift."
Yang Fan's eyes lit up as soon as he saw Yu Sheng, and he was hesitant to say anything, but just kept following him around.
Yu Sheng came to find him when he went back to school, motioned Jin Linkun to sit beside him, and discussed a few words with the director of the education department in a low voice.
After all, he is the director who can sit in the third middle school, read the student's game ID with a loudspeaker, and tell the parents of students not to spoil their children in the middle of the exam. After hearing Yu Sheng say a few words, he nodded in cooperation and went out to look for the academic affairs. The director chatted and left the office to them.
The office door was closed, and Yu Sheng turned to Yang Fan: "I beat him, it has nothing to do with you, and you don't have to feel sorry for me all the time."
After hearing Duan Lei and the others say that Yang Fan did this, Yu Sheng guessed what was going on.
He looked at Yang Fan, his tone was flat: "I followed the punishment in order to let you stop thinking about this matter and start your own life again."
Yang Fan's face was flushed, and he stammered: "I-I don't think about it all the time."
"She targeted you and didn't let you go to class."
The tall and thin boy with glasses looked timid and cowardly, but he was very clueless about this matter, and stalked his neck: "I heard - I heard that your class is going to exceed the average score by one class. I can go to the Pull up the score, my English will definitely be 100... "
Yu Sheng rubbed his forehead, trying to calm him down, but Jin Linkun suddenly held the hand hanging beside him.
Warm fingertips landed between his knuckles and lightly rubbed twice.
Yu Sheng frowned and turned back to meet his gaze.
"I think he wants to help you." Jin Linkun smiled, "and the learning atmosphere in your class will be very good."
He still doesn't know what happened, but he can already guess.
Jin Linkun put down the paper cup and got up, looked at him, his eyes rolled up: "After all, with your good friends, with you, and soon there will be a paid tutor who will earnestly make up lessons..."
…
Yang Fan stared blankly as he watched the school domineering three or two times. After domestic violence, he was taken to the Academic Affairs Office, where he found the two directors and went through the procedures for changing classes.
"He brought a knife that day."
Yu Sheng didn't tell anyone about this, watching Yang Fan happily dragging his desk to Class 7, he explained to Jin Linkun for the first time: "When I saw him, he was about to stab the leader and threaten him with a knife. high school seniors.”
Yu Sheng didn't have much interaction with the class at that time, and he didn't pay much attention to such an inconspicuous classmate. When he was about to take care of it, he happened to see Yang Fan raised the knife in despair with red eyes, and roared at the scumbag. poke.
Jin Linkun held his hand and bumped into the pale scars on his knuckles: "Is that how it came?"
"Almost." Yu Sheng almost forgot, looked down and said, "The knife has passed the edge, and I don't know where he got it from."
A scumbag, there is no need to include the innocent victim.
Yu Sheng grabbed the knife, kicked Yang Fan, who was struggling and screaming, to the corner of the wall, and beat the high school gangster who was still scolding in a clean mouth to death.
Later, the director of the education department, who was patrolling the closed school, happened to come over, and was hugged by the scumbag who was in the third year of high school, crying for help, and the knife was thrown on the ground.
Yin Mei was their head teacher at the time, and she didn't even know why Yu Sheng fought and who was wrong and who was right, so she slapped the punishment notice on Yu Sheng's table on the grounds of "resting with peace".
Yang Fan sneaked to the education department several times, insisting that the director of the education department should change the punishment, but Yu Sheng rushed over and dragged him back to the classroom.
There was a punishment in the class, at least there was no bigger incident. It was the lightest consequence for the class teacher, but it still directly blocked Yin Mei's promotion.
How Yin Mei didn't like him, she tried to find him a few times, and she shrank back because she was afraid of him. Not long after that, rumors such as his "parents divorced and withdrawn", "violent tendencies", and "easily hurt people" came out from their class.
Yu Sheng actually knew what was going on, but in the circumstances at the time, the gangster in the third year of high school would definitely find a chance to take revenge.
If Yu Sheng just stopped and didn't care, to Yang Fan, it was almost the same as not helping him, and it might even be worse than the result of not helping him in the first place.
So after that punishment, Yu Sheng simply let those rumors spread around, and caught the high school bastard a few times.
At that time, he was even more ruthless than he is now, and he beat people to death.
"Looking back now, there's nothing wrong with my high school classmates who are afraid of me."
Looking back on it now, Yu Sheng felt that he was a bit too aggressive in handling things at that time, and he twitched the corners of his mouth with emotion: "If I were an ordinary classmate who didn't know the truth, I should also think that I was quite scary."
After a rare recollection of the past, Yu Sheng regained his mind, turned around and prepared to go downstairs, and found that Jin Linkun was still standing still: "What's wrong?"
"Not scary at all."
Jin Linkun held his hand, pulled him in front of him and circled him, and gently stroked his hair: "I'm holding the most gentle child in the world right now."