Day students don't have to go to self-study in the evening, Yu Sheng deliberately stayed and waited for Jin Linkun to finish his class, and the two of them packed up and went out together.
When going out, Jin Linkun went to pick up Yu Sheng's schoolbag easily.
Yu Sheng glanced at the already cumbersome computer bag folder in his hand, but did not hand it over, carrying the school bag on his shoulders.
Blocked by a bunch of odds and ends, few people saw it. When their brother Sheng went out, he slipped his hand into Mr. Jin's empty right hand.
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"Old Duan, did you hear me!"
Holding his breath and holding his breath until the two bosses went out, Yao Qiang turned around suddenly, his eyes bright: "He said he was Jin Linkun! Do you think he is a person? It's the god Kun, the one who is famous for his demonstration in the next province..."
Duan Lei was still in a trance in the shock of the scene just now, and pressed him with one hand: "Wait, let me stroke it."
The name Jin Linkun is too famous, especially in the high schools in City A, almost all of them were hit by the deeds of this great god from the first year to the third year.
Duan Lei was also the one who would be ecstatic about Kunshen coming to the third high school for the exam, and called Yu Sheng early in the morning.
At that time, Yu Sheng would still say to him, "I won't do it anyway, let's forget the exam", and tried to continue to sleep.
In the end, it was only after one summer vacation, and their brother Sheng actually brought back the real person, and even gave them an English class.
Sitting in his seat, he carefully recalled the past when the black shirt delivered two cups of porridge in the middle of the exam, and tried to think for the better.
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Then failed.
Whether it's the collusion between the god of learning and the summer camp, the complicated plot of abducting people into the summer camp and making a cameo in the man in black, forcing the campers to study hard, and finally accidentally becoming good brothers with their brother Sheng. It is still a simplified version of the work-study program and part-time tutors to subsidize the family because of life, which is not very able to explain the current situation.
After all, tutors generally don't go over the wall to deliver meals, and they reach out and rub their heads while eating together.
It will not suddenly get stuck in the middle of the topic, and then the whole person starts to turn red.
Neither do good brothers.
The good brothers don't give each other any lectures at all, they just roll around in the corridor with each other's waist in their arms, and play games to push the most pitiful ball out of the window.
Duan Lei was very worried and pulled Yao Qiang: "Is the tutor really just a cover up?"
Yao Qiang was at a loss: "Actually, he is an alien. He fell and hit our brother Sheng on the head?"
Duan Lei: "..."
The good brother may need to be smashed. Duan Lei gave up communication with him, and he was worried and grabbed the other side of the sports committee: "Could our brother Sheng have already fallen into the trap of learning the gods?"
Getting started with English is easy and difficult to do. The sports committee member is floating in tense, raising his head blankly: "What's the trap?"
Duan Lei put his arm up and looked at it. He was relieved after confirming that neither of them were there. He lowered his voice and said vigilantly, "Selling yourself to study, if you want to make up your English language, you must first make a partner."
"Someone will give you English supplements when you get a target?" The sports committee's eyes lit up, "Where do you go to sign up, will the target be assigned?"
Duan Lei: "..."
Not arguing about the steamed bread, the entire seventh class was addicted to English and couldn't help themselves.
The remedial teacher had already left, and a group of people gathered around Yang Fan's desk, all of them discussing the usage of copulas and the difference between the past continuous tense and the simple past tense.
Duan Lei was alone and lonely, guarding the truth within reach, and reopened the English book.
The student god who came to make up the class has not left yet.
Although I have been to No. 3 Middle School several times, it was either an exam or something, and I came and left in a hurry, so I didn't even bother to take a good look.
It was the first time that Jin Linkun came to Yu Sheng's school seriously, so he wanted to take a closer look.
Yu Sheng walked around the campus with him: "What's there to see?"
Jin Linkun held his hand, put his fingertips together, and smiled.
There is nothing special to look at, and the campuses of high schools are actually similar. There is no shortage of standard equipment for the rostrum of the playground teaching building, but the size of the old and new buildings is somewhat different, and the location of some unused statues and small pavilions on the boulevard is not the same.
But this is where Yu Sheng stayed for two years.
That kind of cold, clean and gentle boy, in the trivial nagging of the director of the education department and the real campus in front of him, was completely and clearly pieced together little by little.
The breath of autumn is becoming more and more obvious, and the temperature in the morning and evening is getting cooler every day.
Jin Linkun held Yu Sheng's hand and was about to change his posture to warm him up when Yu Sheng had already stretched down the sleeves of his coat.
The coat was originally large, and the slightly long sleeves were always caught between the wrists by the elastic cuffs. When it was stretched down, it directly covered the hands of the two people.
The clothes of the two were mixed together. Jin Linkun looked at it for a long time before realizing that the coat might be his.
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But the line "ask your boyfriend why he took his coat" has long been on the memo for possible beatings.
Jin Linkun learned his lesson deeply, and the corners of his lips couldn't come down along the way, and he still rationally didn't ask the question.
Yu Sheng looked at the person who could make himself happy while walking, and was a little inexplicable: "What are you laughing at?"
Jin Linkun rolled his eyes and shook his head happily: "I can't say."
Yu Sheng: "…"
The campus of No. 3 Middle School is not too small, and it is still a bit tiring after going around in a big circle.
Yu Sheng Road was very familiar, so he took Jin Linkun up the fire escape, took out the key, twisted the door lock twice, and opened the door to the roof.
This rooftop has a strong sense of existence in Sheng's past history. Jin Linkun watched the children unlock the lock neatly, and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't the lock changed?"
When Yu Sheng was watching the scenery on the rooftop, he made a lot of misunderstandings, scaring a group of innocent principals.
The director of the education department mentioned it when he was nagging. Later, the school held a meeting to discuss that the problem was that the old lock was too unsafe, and the students could open it as soon as it was picked, so he changed it.
"Replaced." Yu Sheng nodded, "Our director threw the old one away and asked me to buy a new one and hand it over."
"… "
Jin Linkun was silent for a long time, but he couldn't find out what was wrong with this plan.
The two went to the rooftop, and the sun had already set halfway.
The burning cloud was so hot that the birds rubbed the edge of the cloud and flew towards the nest, and the black shadow was lining the red clouds. The students were studying in the last two evenings. The playground was a little quiet and empty, and the afterglow was used as a canvas, smeared with a stream of consciousness.
Jin Linkun suddenly understood why Yu Sheng, a freshman in high school, came here alone.
"Actually they just wanted to leave me a key."
Yu Sheng pressed on the rebuilt guardrails that were already very strong, and shook it twice: "These are all post-installed."
If you want to do it once and for all, you can simply seal the roof gate, and you don't need to spend extra money to install a layer of guardrails.
A somewhat familiar temperature covered the top of his head, and he rubbed it lightly twice.
Yu Sheng was lying on the railing, turned his head sideways, and met Jin Linkun's gently bent eyes: "There is an eight-school joint entrance examination at the end of the month, the content of the college entrance examination, the difficulty of the college entrance examination."
Just in time for the monthly examination time of each school, as the first round of level evaluation of the new senior year, I will give each school a bottom line.
It feels so good to be understood without having to finish speaking, Yu Sheng couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, but didn't move the hand on top of his head: "Well."
There may be many ways to repay these teachers who clearly have a deep generation gap and are clumsy and inexplicable, but are gentle enough as if they can always rely on them.
But the best way is probably to let them know that the student who used to take care of them carefully, now they don't need to worry anymore.
There is more than just exams at the end of the month.
Jin Linkun counted the days. After the monthly exam was over, there was a sports meeting in No. 3 Middle School, and he had to prepare to celebrate their children's birthday on October 7th.
From the end of September to the beginning of October, the calendar was filled to the brim, and each grid was filled with very stream-of-consciousness pictures.
Even Yu Sheng didn't understand the picture this time. After studying it twice, he didn't waste any more time. He pulled Jin Linkun, who was passing by the desk, down and kissed him, then threw him away and continued to memorize the words.
"..." Jin Linkun felt as if he had turned into a walking humanoid power bank: "Friend, I think it's actually—"
Yu Sheng crossed out a few words: "Isn't it paid in installments?"
Jin Linkun: "..."
Since the last time he successfully learned English, his boyfriend seems to have discovered a new way of learning English.
There are very few conditions required, and it is very simple and easy to implement. After a week of practice, the results are said to be very good.
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Roughly summed up, it is probably to learn to kiss him for a while.
A very literal kiss, lips to lips, for less than a second.
Jin Linkun felt that he seemed to have been fooled when he bargained for the price.
But Sheng had no intention of reflecting at all. He immersed himself in studying every night, turned off the light and went to bed when he was tired, and lay down with one arm open.
Jin Linkun wanted to collect the bills several times, but he was not willing to do anything when he saw the tired look on the eyebrows of the small profiteer he threw away in his arms.
The content of the entire high school has to be moved to three months to make up, and it cannot be so easy.
Yu Sheng has a foundation and foundation, but he also has to put in far more efforts than ordinary people to make up for the missing parts.
Jin Linkun has been summarizing the key points of English for him recently, and he has searched around for the simulated papers and practice questions for provincial demonstrations.
"Mr. Jin, you persuade Brother Sheng."
Even though everyone was sprinting for the monthly exam, Duan Lei and the others couldn't help but worry and stopped Jin Linkun in private: "Don't let him fight like that, the college entrance examination is still early..."
Yao Qiang was also nervous: "It's not worth it if he broke his body. The rankings are all false. We think he worked too hard just by looking at him."
Jin Linkun thanked them, but he still didn't say anything when he got home.
In fact, it has nothing to do with rankings or grades.
Yu Sheng is just not used to doing things without going all out, or not doing them at all. As long as they do, it is impossible to stop before they are finished.
Tell him to see that there is still a step in front of him, and he will find a way to climb it.
Jin Linkun knew his temper, so he strolled around the desk every day when he had nothing to do, earnestly looking for delicious food to nourish Yu Sheng's body. Even if they were actually sleeping with Sheng every night, they would still lie on the bed early, waiting for their children to turn off the lights and go to bed in the dark, lift his arms, and get into his arms coldly.
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Being cold is still a bit of a headache.
The middle of the autumn night is getting colder day by day. Yu Sheng thinks that the air conditioner is too dry and doesn't want to turn it on. Even if he is wearing clothes and covering his hands with hot milk, he can't get hot.
Jin Linkun pretended to be sound asleep, moved his arms, and circled the cold little bastard into his arms again.
Yu Sheng has been working hard recently.
It sounds like a long time, but it's actually five or six hours. At noon, Jin Linkun forcibly pulled him to take a nap for an hour and a half, and then went home at night to lie down for another hour, so that he could barely make up his sleep.
Jin Linkun didn't want to occupy his rare sleep time, and was not willing to disturb him. He hugged the person well to prepare for drowsiness, but the person in his arms suddenly moved slightly.
The boy's frame is hard, his shoulders are against his chest, and it is not easy to ignore the strength.
Jin Linkun was still tossing between pretending to be asleep professionally and pretending to wake up accidentally.
The cool lips pressed against his lips calmly.
After a while, probably seeing that he didn't move, he stuck out the tip of his tongue with confidence.
The warm and soft touch, a little jerky and too cautious to be more cautious, touched his lips lightly.
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