Forced to give in, the substitute teacher who failed to put forward his own aesthetics was somewhat disappointed.
Of course, the seventh classmates also saw that he was too obviously hesitant to talk, but under the control of a strong desire to survive, no one dared to come over and ask, and solemnly watched the big day student who was going home carrying someone out of the classroom door.
"Sportswear, just tracksuits."
The sober class leader shuddered, and raised his hand to wipe off the cold sweat: "No matter what you have just made up for, put away your imagination immediately."
"What I'm thinking about is the shirt." The life committee went over to get the bib and looked up curiously, "Squad leader, what do you think?"
Squad Leader: "..."
"Is the bib ready? Come and get it. Don't lose it. You have to change your meal tomorrow."
The monitor coughed twice, and the topic turned abruptly: "bring something to eat tomorrow, no need to bring a seat cushion, according to the law of asking for rain in sports meetings, bring some umbrellas..."
The bibs will be used for inspection and registration tomorrow. Yu Sheng and Jin Linkun left after writing them. They were neatly stacked and placed on the table.
The handwriting of the two people is clean and neat, one is tall and the other is unrestrained. As soon as they were brought over by the living committee, they were rushed over by everyone.
"This is the most beautiful time my name has ever been written."
Yao Qiang was forced to report 3000 meters, with tears in his eyes, stroking the bib with strong pen: "Last time there was a bib written for me by Brother Sheng, and I didn't cherish it. This time I will definitely trace it down. , practice ten times a day..."
"Don't think about it." Duan Lei hit him mercilessly, "Have you heard that painting a tiger is not an anti-cat?"
Compared with other subjects, Yao Qiang's language is not bad, he thought about it carefully: "Isn't it a dog?"
Duan Lei: "Just like your woolen ball, do you still want to be like a dog?"
Lao Hezheng was chatting with the director of the Education Office. Kung Fu, who went upstairs, glanced at his classmate Yao Qiang chasing after Duan Lei, and quickly blocked the view of the Director of the Education Office.
The director was a bit at a loss: "Lao He, what's wrong?"
"Look." Lao He put his shoulders on him calmly, and pointed to the dim sky outside the window, "Does the clouds today look like the seaweed egg drop soup in our school cafeteria."
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After a month of classes, the rare relaxation time after the monthly exam, and the 11th holiday.
Not only the No. 3 middle school, which is about to welcome the sports meeting, but almost all schools have relaxed the control of students without a trace.
When Jin Linkun took Yu Sheng on a bus and was about to go to a shopping mall to buy some snacks for the children for the sports meeting, he was surprised by the mighty students wearing school uniforms.
"Is there always so many people?"
Jin Linkun held the person with one hand and stood in a less crowded place: "Why don't you just go home and eat? What do you want to eat in a while, and then go back after eating out..."
Shopping doesn’t take much time. When the time for students to finish school is over, they will be commuting after get off work, which is mostly during the peak passenger flow period.
Instead of squeezing from three-dimensional to two-dimensional, it is better to have a meal outside.
Yu Sheng has never had an opinion on where to eat: "Whatever—"
Before he finished speaking, he was just about to stop at the stop, and the whole car swayed unsteadily.
The capacity of the bus during the morning and evening peak hours is unlimited, and the people on the bus are already crowded with nowhere to stay, and a few more people are still crowded at the front door with difficulty.
In a twinkling of an eye, the car was much more breathless than before.
Yu Sheng stood by the window and stepped back, wanting Jin Linkun to come over a little bit, but the person on the opposite side had skillfully circled him in his arms, passed over him with one hand, and supported him on the guardrail by the window.
The suffocated carriage was propped up by the wide chest and arms to provide a small space.
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Then even the voices around him seemed to be less noisy.
Yu Sheng raised his head and looked at Jin Linkun's eyes behind the lenses.
This kind of scene is actually not too many, especially since this person can't help but say that after living at home, he goes to and from school together every day, and it is not the first time he has encountered a crowded bus.
Yu Sheng was almost used to it, and he didn't feel that this time was different from the previous one.
Two people, going out to buy things together, discussing where to eat at night, when to go home... It's not a common thing.
It was so ordinary that he could hardly bear it, and he had a little idea about the future, within reach.
"Hotpot?" Jin Linkun was still looking for options for dinner, "The barbecue is also good, or find a coffee shop first..."
He was still calculating, when the boy's cool fingers suddenly brushed the side of his ear and fell down again.
Yu Sheng put an earphone into his ear, and then pulled the person towards him: "Just walk around and eat whatever you want."
There was still a familiar piano song in the headphones, Jin Linkun smiled and lowered his head to speak, but the words suddenly stopped lightly.
In the crowded crowd, the little boy who was not allowed to move his hands and feet grabbed his hand that was marked with a watch and raised his head: "Brother, do you have a date?"
…
Until getting off the car, these words were still running around in Jin Linkun's head.
I even wanted to pick up my phone and change my WeChat name.
Yu Sheng confiscated his mobile phone, crossed the road at the green light, and entered a nearby shopping mall.
The Games is an ancient ritual with a mysterious power of curse. It is mainly manifested in the fact that every Games, no matter how sunny and sunny the weather forecast is, there will definitely be a mysterious rainfall phenomenon on the first day or even the day of the Games.
When the sun went down, it was still clear, but it still hasn't held up until now, and it started to rain on the car window on the way.
The two entered the mall with their front feet, and the rain outside the back feet had already begun to crackle and smash the windows.
Yu Sheng had no appetite just after he squeezed through the bus. Jin Linkun was not in a hurry to find a place to eat, bought him an ice cream, and led people into the supermarket first.
Yu Sheng had no idea about the fact that he had to buy food for the Games: "What do I have to buy?"
"Water, sugar, chocolate, potato chips, biscuits..." Jin Linkun casually counted for him, "Didn't you buy them before?"
Many primary and secondary schools use the 11th holiday to hold sports meetings. A family of three passed by. The little boy was wearing a red scarf crookedly. He was carried by his parents and was not allowed to mess around. He was also skillfully asking for snacks on tiptoe. Ask for a drink.
The little boy with a very stern tone: "I want this, Dad, buy it for me!"
The voice was a bit loud, Yu Sheng subconsciously glanced aside and shook his head.
Jin Linkun's chest was stuffy, he held the child's hand and pulled him to his side.
Before the thought could be suppressed, the child who was being held by him continued to say, "Generally don't buy it, or you won't be able to eat it."
Jin Linkun: "..."
No way, after all, Yu Sheng is famous in the third middle school, and the younger brothers who usually rely on him have no chance to pay protection fees, and they all seized the rare performance opportunity of the sports meeting.
Every time there is a sports meeting, Yu Sheng will receive a bunch of inexplicable beef jerky, cans of beer, shredded squid, Snickers, and occasionally some pink marshmallows and chocolates.
I don't know which little brother is so girlish.
The seventh class often relied on Yu Sheng's feeding, and those who didn't eat would come to touch them, and they lived a very nourishing life.
Jin Linkun rubbed his forehead and listened for a while, but still couldn't help laughing: "It's too powerful..."
"It's all bullshit." Yu Sheng didn't take it seriously. Seeing that there was no one in the shelf, let him hold hands and look at the things above, "It's not interesting to fight and kill."
He didn't come to the supermarket very often, and he just bought whatever he needed at the backstreet canteen. Occasionally I go to the supermarket, and I also buy vegetables, rice, flour, grain and oil, but I haven't visited the snack and toy area.
On the one hand, there is no need for this, and on the other hand, it is also a bit of a heavy burden of school tyrants.
Being a school bully, it's normal to visit barbecue stalls and Internet cafes. It's easy to damage your dignity when you appear in a pile of colorful snacks and toys.
Jin Linkun deliberately slowed down his pace a bit, and found a trolley for him to push.
Yu Sheng's eyes widened, and they looked round, looking unusually well-behaved. The collar of the school uniform stood up, the zipper was pulled to the top of the collar, and he looked at the rows of shelves with curiosity.
He tilted his head slightly, the sharp lines of his Adam's apple were covered by the collar, he held the trolley with one hand, and tried to push it back and forth.
A clean boy without the slightest bit of hostility.
For no reason, Jin Linkun remembered the fight Yu Sheng fought outside the back wall before the exam that day.
It is better to say that it is a fight, it is better to say that it is a one-sided teaching to be a man. The shot is sharp and crisp, and the force is merciless. It can be seen that it has been specially practiced, and the fist and the wind are terrifying.
Obviously it is a pair of hands that can play the piano very gently.
When he was in the education department of No. 3 Middle School, the director's opinion on Sheng's parents was too great. After two years of accumulating the words, all of them were nagging on him. Does he need to go out and play with others himself? Doesn't he want to drag his family to the door of someone else's house?"
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Yu Sheng looked at the shelves with all kinds of toys next to each other, and when he looked back, he found that the person beside him was in a trance again, and he raised his hand and shook it in front of him: "What are you thinking, you didn't bring any money?"
"... I took it." Jin Linkun turned around, smiled, and shook the hand, "I'm thinking of how nice my boyfriend is."
He thinks Yu Sheng is very good now.
What's wrong with being good at fighting, what's wrong with being able to fight, their children are good at fighting and good at learning, except for the fact that he likes to beat him a little bit, it's a bit of a headache, he's obviously good everywhere.
Yu Sheng didn't keep up with his feelings, glanced at him a little inexplicably, took a dinosaur model series toy from the shelf, and learned from the little boy he saw earlier: "Then I want this, boyfriend, give it to me quickly. I'll buy."
Jin Linkun: "..."
There is also the habit of learning everything you see, and the degree of reduction is still a bit high.
There is also a bit of a headache.
Yu Sheng just wanted to tease him, but he didn't hold back and laughed, and put the plastic dinosaur model back in the box: "Okay, I'll tease you."
He didn't understand why Jin Linkun suddenly had something on his mind. He leaned on the trolley and bent over to look: "Are you in a good mood?"
Jin Linkun was stunned.
The boy's eyes were dark and clear, and fell into his eyes unobstructed.
The slight astringency in his eyes was successfully suppressed. Jin Linkun endured it for a while, but still laughed inexplicably with him, raised his glasses and rubbed his eyes: "Okay, alright... Very good."
Yu Sheng raised the corner of his mouth, and was about to straighten up to continue exploring the supermarket, when he suddenly pulled him gently and held him in his arms.
The warmth came down, pressed it against his neck, and rubbed it twice.
Yu Sheng raised his head with his arms open and tapped on his shoulder: "There is monitoring"
This time, Jin Linkun wisely didn't pull him and put on a nicer pose with him, and slightly retracted his arms: "Just a moment."
Yu Sheng didn't quite understand his idea of "as long as we hug fast enough, the surveillance can't find us", but he still cooperated and let him hug him quickly.
Yu Sheng was not familiar with the various functional areas of the supermarket, so Jin Linkun pushed the idea out of his mind in time, and seriously dragged his boyfriend around the supermarket.
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And resolutely ignored her boyfriend's protest, bought several bags of potato chips and snow cakes, and took a large bag out of the supermarket and stuffed it into the locker on the first floor.
"I will eat it." After all, Jin Linkun will also attend the sports meeting as a family member, raising his hand to promise, "I can eat it without waste."
The puffed food does not take up space. Jin Linkun reassured it several times, and finally persuaded Yu Sheng to reluctantly believe that he was no longer forced to stand at the door and distribute a pile of childish snacks to the children who had just entered the mall.
The two of them didn't know how to go on a date. They went to the mall strictly according to the procedure, had a meal, and then went to the mall for a second time. They found a coffee shop and wrote two sets of papers together.
After finally waiting for the rain to stop, it will be two or three hours later.
The bus had probably stopped running, so Jin Linkun asked Yu Sheng to call the car first, then went back to the supermarket locker and took the stored things.
It took a long time to go, Yu Sheng thought that this person was lost somewhere in the supermarket again, and almost went to the radio station of the shopping mall to send a missing person notice.
"It's a circle, the route is a bit long."
When he got home, Jin Linkun simply tidied up his things first, and walked around the house twice. The ones that should be put in the refrigerator are put in the refrigerator, and the newly bought sets of clothes are also put in the washing machine and simply passed through the water: "My friend, I actually think that this one piece is one piece. pajamas… "
"Impossible." Yu Sheng cut off his thoughts succinctly and succinctly, and by the way fished out the two sets of Lao Wan's same costumes that he had to buy back.
Jin Linkun was a little disappointed: "but when I bought them, you didn't seem to resist too obviously, because you have gradually begun to accept them?"
"It's because your eyes are about to grow on it."
Yu Sheng didn't want to recall the scene at that time, and pressed his forehead: "Can't wash together, this hair loss... Forget it, I'll come, you go take a shower."
Although it wasn't raining much, the evening wind after the autumn rain was also chilling. Jin Linkun was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he half-forced his jacket to him, and there was still some ice on him.
Yu Sheng shoved him away, neatly separated a few pieces of clothes, took out the two sets of pajamas of the same style, and used a roller to stick the sticky floating hair.
It may be that rainy days are more likely to make people more active. After finally being quiet for a while, the family of three they saw in the shopping mall came out of my mind again.
In a few days, he should be eighteen.
He put the old card that was replaced in the other empty card slot of his mobile phone. Except for the occasional spam text messages and advertisements, it was as quiet as ever.
Actually it's not too surprising.
Yu Sheng rolled up the sleeves of the sweater by two folds, but still found it inconvenient, so he decided to change into pajamas altogether.
The bedroom door was left open, it should be Jin Linkun who came back and took the towel.
Yu Sheng didn't care, he entered the door while taking off his clothes, and pushed the door open completely, only to find that there was someone in the room.
Before Jin Linkun went to the bathroom, he had a box in his hand and was carefully stuffing it under his pillow.
This person often stuffed "Selection of College Entrance Exam Mock Test Questions" and "Black Gold Sprint Test Questions" under his pillow. The most exaggerated one directly stuffed a gift box of "Five-year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation", which was twice as big as the pillow. , with no surprises at all.
Yu Sheng took off the sweater, went to the bedside to touch the pajamas, and bent over to take a look: "What is this time? Which department..."
The voice fell, and his movements suddenly paused.
No workbook for any subject.
Jin Linkun held a colorful cardboard box in his hand, the one he joked about in the toy area.
A layer of transparent plastic paper was covered, and a row of plastic dinosaur models were neatly arranged inside.