Confused and cautiously pulled to the corner by the director of the education department, when it was implied that he asked the parents if they had any minor mental problems, Yu Sheng almost skipped class and jumped over the wall to beat someone next door.
But the principal got the job done before he did.
It was found that the principal of the next school's science department was abducting the school's only seedlings, and the principal was aggressive, led people across the fence of the next province's demonstration, and rushed into the opposite principal's office.
Yu Sheng was crowded against the back wall by the mighty onlookers, stood for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Jin Linkun: Did you know that there is a door on the back wall of your school
Have a dream:…
Have a dream: I know now.
Yu Sheng looked at the man's increasingly messy name, and after a while, he raised his head and glanced at it.
The No. 1 in the science department of the school next door is hanging on the fence, hooking one hand on the wall, swaying, looking at the door less than ten meters away with a complicated mood.
The other hand was still texting him back.
"Mindset."
Being pulled from the wall by her boyfriend, Jin Linkun clapped the dust on her hands and straightened her shirt: "A lot of people are prone to fall into the misunderstanding. Once you get used to walking one way, you can't see the other way."
Yu Sheng: "Even if the two roads are actually less than ten meters apart?"
"Time is limited." Jin Linkun smiled, "I'm anxious to see you."
…
Yu Sheng put his hand in his pocket and glanced at him.
This guy always seems to be able to be beaten anytime, anywhere.
Then suddenly, some inexplicable sultry words popped out.
Especially the person himself obviously didn't realize that this was sultry every time, and was still happily revolving around him: "How is it, has the fake approval been approved?"
"Approved." Yu Sheng nodded, "Our principal said, except that we are not allowed to play with the bastards demonstrated by the next province, we can do anything."
Jin Linkun: "..."
Yu Sheng walked fast and looked back at him: "What's wrong?"
Jin Linkun, who failed to realize her dream, took two quick steps, cleared her throat, and tried her best to create a reasonable position for herself beside her boyfriend who was strictly restrained by the school leaders: "Do your classmates want to make up your English now? Do you need me to help? ?"
His mind turned quickly, and he continued to scatter his thoughts: "Or can I pretend to be a gardener? Trim the flowers and plants for your school..."
Yu Sheng couldn't help reminding: "Our principal has already gone to your school to fight. If you stimulate him again, your school may be beaten down tomorrow."
Jin Linkun probably also realized that he is not suitable for this kind of artistic creation work, touched the tip of his nose, and temporarily gave up his ideal of becoming a gardener.
Yu Sheng didn't leave when he got downstairs, and sent a text message to Duan Lei.
It was the first time that Jin Linkun saw this kind of operation, so he followed curiously and looked up carefully.
The students of No. 3 Middle School skipped classes and escaped a set of skillful cooperation skills. Before standing for a few minutes, the upstairs window was carefully pushed open, and a schoolbag was quickly thrown out.
Yu Sheng took two steps forward and grabbed his schoolbag steadily: "You are not allowed to study."
Jin Linkun was just shocked by the boundless creativity of his classmates. Halfway through the memo, he was a little disappointed: "Can't you learn?"
"… "
Simply imagining the well-behaved provincial demonstration student next door throwing schoolbags, Yu Sheng pressed his forehead and decided to plan ahead before the war between the two schools further escalated: "No."
Duan Lei and the others are quick to pack up their schoolbags, but they always forget about this and that. Yu Sheng opened the schoolbag, briefly checked the contents, looked up at Jin Linkun, and raised the corner of his mouth lightly: "How much English do you have?"
Jin Linkun's eyes brightened, "148, do they want to learn?"
"They don't learn." Yu Sheng looked at the class group, and dutifully relayed to him, "They have been drained of their energy by the test paper commentary, and they need to recover for a while before accepting the baptism of new knowledge."
Jin Linkun sighed slightly in disappointment, and was about to look carefully for part-time jobs such as campus take-out and leaflet distribution, when his usual cold hand was directly tucked into his palm.
"They don't learn, I learn."
Yu Sheng pressed the corners of his mouth, pressing down the slight curvature: "Mr. Jin, do you have time?"
…
The little brat who was strictly forbidden to play with the demonstration brat from the neighboring province was very obedient and did not play with each other.
"Don't be so happy."
Considering that it was still within the scope of the third middle school after all, Yu Sheng dragged the person to his side and reminded him again, "We went to the cinema to study."
Jin Linkun couldn't hold back the curvature of the corners of his lips, so he nodded cooperatively: "Learn well, I love learning."
The two are so close, they can't see clearly when they are far apart. Yu Sheng originally just wanted to pull a hand to coax him, but seeing his joy, he still didn't pull his hand out immediately.
Watching a movie is suitable for going through the main entrance. Jin Linkun held her boyfriend's hand firmly and walked happily all the way, but she didn't meet anyone.
"Before get out of class is over, teachers who can move freely have basically gone to your school to fight with the principal."
Yu Sheng knew what he was thinking, and glanced at him: "Can you not be shy?"
"No." Jin Linkun: "My children come first in the joint entrance exam."
The tone of his words was too serious, Yu Sheng was holding hands by him, and his heart suddenly became slightly hot.
Yu Sheng actually knew why the director sent a text message to Jin Linkun.
Not only this, the director has sent dozens of text messages to his parents during his two years in the third middle school.
So even though he was worried that this parent might have some minor mental problems this time, the director was still very worried about pulling him to the corner, and repeatedly emphasized to him in a low voice that the adults in his family were very proud of him.
As for the rambling words of the parents who instructed him not to domestic violence, Yu Sheng didn't really listen to it.
He just suddenly realized that he seemed to be starting to become a little naive.
Playing word games, looking for excuses to go out to see a movie with my boyfriend, although there is really no one in the school, but after all, they are still hanging out hand in hand in the public...
And when I knew the specific score, I suddenly came up with the idea of wanting to talk to this person and see his reaction.
That kind of childish, uncontrollable, full of excitement in his chest.
Yu Sheng took a breath and was about to speak, when his eyes suddenly fell on the bulletin board at the school gate.
The director of the Academic Affairs Office did not follow him to fight, but poked the paste to write the good news.
- Warm congratulations to Yu Sheng from our school and Jin Linkun from a school next door for winning the eighth-school joint entrance examination for arts and sciences.
"..." Jin Linkun was amazed at the way No. 3 Middle School celebrated: "Does our school not even have a name?"
Having said that, he still took out his phone neatly, found a suitable angle, and took a picture of this good news in time.
Yu Sheng couldn't help but pressed his forehead: "Are you going to take it back and show it to your principal?"
"Keep it for yourself."
Jin Linkun quickly retouched the picture and cut out the redundant content, leaving only the words "Student Yu Sheng, Classmate Jin Linkun", and handed him the phone: "Look."
The red paper is bright red, the writing brush is dipped in thick ink, and the iron painting and silver hook are full of momentum.
Two people's names, side by side.
Yu Sheng couldn't help but pulled the corner of his mouth, pressed his phone back, and said hello to the director of the Academic Affairs Office who noticed the two of them.
The closest students to the third middle school are the Education Office and the Academic Affairs Office. The Education Office is responsible for all kinds of punishments and disciplines for the students. The Director of the Academic Affairs Office is mainly responsible for various basic affairs.
For so many years, "No slapsticking", "Don't be late, don't leave early", "The school's tree is sprayed with medicine, little bunnies are not allowed to eat Sophora japonica", this is the first time to post such a good news.
The director of the Academic Affairs Office usually has a straight face. After working hard a few times, he showed a blunt smile to Yu Sheng: "Good boy, in June next year, can you let the teacher have another fun?"
Jin Linkun stood a little far away, watching Yu Sheng rein in all his indifference.
It was utterly soft.
Yu Sheng sent the director of the Academic Affairs Office away, and when he came back to see him, he was inexplicably happy again: "What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing." Jin Linkun rubbed his head and smiled, "Just happy."
I can't give this person the habit of fiddling around in school, so Yu Sheng glanced at him and patted his hand down.
Jin Linkun turned around very skillfully, took the opportunity to hold that hand in his palm, and walked out together.
Yu Sheng moved, but did not break away.
For some reason, the corners of his own mouth also followed, and he unknowingly raised it.
The movie was decided by Liang Yifan and the others.
The students at the summer camp are very loyal. In order to ensure the viewing experience of Kunshen and Brother Sheng, the two groups who are close to each other go to watch the movie and give the time points that are suitable for eating popcorn, suitable for distraction, and suitable for handing cola. They Kun God marked out.
It was just released in the past two days, and it was not in the last batch of spoiler movies. The film reviews are generally good, the ratings are quite high, and it is a light comedy that is a little warm and ignited.
There was no major problem with the movie, just before entering the theater, the seventh class group exploded briefly for a while.
It's not because Yu Sheng won the top spot.
Probably because the entire seventh class has always had too much blind trust and admiration for Sheng, everyone seemed very calm after learning that Yu Sheng had won the liberal arts champion in this joint entrance examination.
On the contrary, the other classes were so frightened that they crowded into the seventh class in groups, wanting to have a close contact with the real aura of the god of learning.
"What's wrong with Brother Sheng taking the champion?" Yao Qiang rubbed his head, "I always thought Brother Sheng was just playing with us."
The squad leader felt the same and nodded: "I think Brother Sheng has really worked hard to bring his strength to the same level as ours for so long."
Duan Lei, after being poisoned for so long, has accepted the fact that his brother Sheng has neither installed chips nor been hypnotized, but has released a small universe: "You said that I will worship Brother Sheng every day from tomorrow onwards, you can guarantee me Is there a fraction of his score..."
Lao He originally planned to educate his classmates not to isolate him because of his good grades. He listened to him for a while, put his heart down, and turned around and left the class with a smile.
The matter of the champion passed lightly, and the seventh class was more concerned about the handling notice to Yin Mei when the squad leader and the sports committee went to hand in the registration form.
At that time, Yin Mei was looking for faults in the examination room, and Yu Sheng didn't tell anyone else when she came back. But after all, everyone in the exam room saw it, and after less than a day, the gossip spread to the ears of the seventh class.
So angry that a group of people almost went to the Education Bureau to petition.
Later, I heard that someone had already handed in the report letter, and the principal of the school also came out and publicly promised that it would be dealt with seriously, and their class barely suppressed the fire.
"The punishment has been down, and it will definitely be dismissed."
The monitor lowered his voice and breathed out the students in the class: "The English teacher of the first class has been changed, and there is still a transfer of duties... It's just two days."
It's inconvenient to talk too much about it. A group of people moved to the class and chatted in full swing.
Monitor: You didn't see that Yin Mei passed by Brother Sheng's report card, that expression...
Sports Committee: My eyes are almost popping out. He also told our grade leader, Brother Sheng's English, there is still room for improvement. She is the best English teacher in our school and can help improve your grades... shameless.
Sports Committee: As a result, our Lao He was very upright and directly told her that Brother Sheng had a tutor, and the tutor level was also very good. He could take 148 in the English test.
Sports Committee: At that time, I should have taken a picture with my mobile phone. It was really fucking fun.
Duan Lei: Deserving it, this kind of person should have gotten out of the way a long time ago.
Finally waiting for Yin Mei to get what she deserved, a group of people vented their anger for a long time, and Yao Qiang suddenly thought of a question.
Yao Qiang: So what... Yin Mei deserves it, what should we do when our average English score catches up with the first class
Yao Qiang: Just—are you still learning? After all, they have taken their revenge, and those who should be rolled are also rolled...
Halfway through the movie, Yu Sheng caught a glimpse of the news on his phone, dimmed the screen, and leaned over to Jin Linkun's side.
Although he knew that Yu Sheng was trying not to disturb other people's viewing of the movie, Jin Linkun was still very happy. He took the initiative to bring people over to him and raised his hand to block the light for him: "What are you talking about?"
Yu Sheng leaned on his shoulder and replied casually, "Will you lose your job?"
Jin Linkun was very sensitive to this question, raised his eyebrows, bent down and came over, and watched the news that was quickly swiping with him.
As soon as Yao Qiang raised this question, he was sobered up by a class of people who had been trained violently.
Duan Lei: I really want to kick your ass.
Sports Committee: Nonsense, of course learn.
Squad leader: Wake up, we have to fight for our breath, to fight for that garbage to see
Yu Sheng's score seriously affected the calculation of the general average score of the seventh class, and was ruthlessly planned out by the class leader: not only to surpass, but also to surpass this time, the average score of Brother Sheng and Lao Yang must be removed!
The school committee is more sober than the monitor, and after calculating the grades: monitor, I don't know if I should say something...
Monitor: Inappropriate, hold on!
The school committee quickly quieted down.
Squad leader: Yin Mei gets out because she's a rubbish, she's already proved it by herself. We're not fucking scum, we've got to prove it ourselves.
Monitor: Fight first, you can’t learn if you learn, you can’t learn anymore, let’s talk about where your limits are.
Squad leader: It's just a senior year, I don't want to look back in the future and regret why I didn't work hard in the first place.
The class fell silent briefly.
Jin Linkun also sneaked into their class as a make-up teacher, turned the screen brightness to the lowest, and quickly typed on the keyboard, cheering for a group of young students who had rekindled their fighting spirit.
The boyfriend's job was temporarily saved, Yu Sheng pulled the corner of his mouth, leaned back into the seat, and looked up at the constantly changing light and shadow on the screen.
Learning can never be everything.
Lao Wan told them that after entering the university, there will be more and more realistic problems in life, and there will be more novel and completely different experiences, completely different joys and sorrows, bittersweet and sweet.
But after all, there is still a period of time that is occupied by learning.
It's very simple, it seems that there is only one simple goal, it can get up when it falls, and it doesn't look back after hitting the south wall again and again.
Pure and fiery time.
…
Yu Sheng watched the movie for a while, when he suddenly pulled his hand.
Considering that this person was still conscientiously giving lectures to the enthusiastic students in their class just now, he was probably drawn to join the study team.
The plot of the movie is only halfway through, Yu Sheng still wanted to watch the next scene, still looking at the screen: "If you don't study, watch the movie."
Jin Linkun: "..."
It's not appropriate to pick a movie that is too good quality.
Children are very serious about what they do, and the same goes for watching movies. They are the kind of people who are not willing to take their eyes off the camera. Being able to take time to look down at two pages of news is already because the content is more important, which is extraordinarily face-saving.
Jin Linkun held his hand and sat for a while, leaning his shoulders gently: "Is there any more popcorn?"
Yu Sheng glanced at his bucket: "Have you finished eating?"
Jin Linkun coughed lightly and rubbed the tip of his nose: "...it's so wet, it's not delicious."
The two were leaning against each other to read the news just now, and there were only a few left in Yu Sheng's bucket.
Yu Sheng simply fell into the palm of his hand and handed it to him.
…
Obviously this person wants to eat popcorn, but he doesn't pick it up.
Yu Sheng waited for a while, and seeing that he still didn't respond, he turned his head to speak when his palm suddenly warmed.
Jin Linkun sat beside him, held his hand with one hand, and lowered his head to eat the popcorn in his palm.
The boy's temperament is already very mature, but his ears are still faintly red.
In the ever-changing light and shadow, the warm lips were light and light, and a little bit was printed on his palm.