Jin Linkun said that the meal was ready, but he actually cooked a table of dishes.
Yu Sheng took off his raincoat, passed by the dining table, and couldn't help but look around.
When studying God, the mind is always broader than others. After Jin Linkun found out that he really had no talent for cooking, he stopped fighting with the stove and changed his mind.
Yu Sheng stood in shock for a while in front of a table of carefully placed cold tomatoes, salted garlic sprouts, sweet and sour gherkins, and shredded lettuce.
"Tried hot, not very successful... "
Jin Linkun coughed lightly, covered his eyes with one hand, and took the person to the bathroom: "Don't be afraid of the cold, don't be in a hurry, just shower with hot water first."
It's not too cold.
It didn't get hot.
Yu Sheng was moved by his palm and wanted to speak, but found that his voice was still hoarse, so he could only regretfully delete the content of the spit, and put forward the request as concisely as possible: "I want to eat tomatoes."
Jin Linkun's footsteps stopped.
He still covered Yu Sheng's eyes, bent down and picked up his chopsticks, and picked him a piece covered with white sugar: "Come on, open your mouth."
Seeing that this person's kindness index began to exceed the standard again, Yu Sheng wanted to remind him, but when he got to his mouth, he couldn't help pulling the corner of his mouth and opened his mouth cooperatively.
The sweet and sour juice dripped down his throat.
Yu Sheng stood at the table and seriously ate the piece of tomato he fed him.
…
At the end of the meal, I don't know why I came across a slightly cool soft touch, which landed on the corner of my lips and rubbed lightly for a while.
Just after being outside in the rain for a long time, Yu Sheng was still holding a hot water bottle in his arms, Jin Linkun was wearing a raincoat, and he was colder than him.
The two briefly fought for a few rounds at the bathroom door over who to wash first. Jin Linkun was quick to take advantage of her boyfriend's slack, stretched his arms and hugged him into his arms: "Wash together?"
Yu Sheng was afraid that he would catch a cold, but he had no problem with this, and nodded.
Jin Linkun plugged in the water heater before going out, and the temperature was just right now. The hot water poured down from the shower, quickly dispelling the chill from the freezing rain outside.
The mist evaporated, Yu Sheng leaned on the edge of the bathroom, and briefly walked away.
His complexion was pale, and the red rope around his neck was soaked a little by the water, which made it particularly conspicuous.
The key was against his chest, probably because the clothes were too thick before, leaving a small reddish mark.
Jin Linkun pulled the man together under the shower, touched his hair in the hot water, lowered his head and kissed it gently.
Just as he was looking for bath supplies, Yu Sheng had already held his hand, raised his head and kissed him.
The child's tiger teeth are a bit pointed, and it will hurt slightly when biting on the corner of his lips. His lips are warm and soft with the hot water, and the strength is still green.
…
Jin Linkun walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel covered, fumbled to find his mobile phone, and wrote down "the child is not breathing again" in the notebook where he was beaten.
Originally planned to take a shower and eat a meal before going to bed, but Yu Sheng was too sleepy, Jin Linkun came back after two hot meals, and the person who was leaning on the bedside and flipping through the book couldn't hold back and fell asleep.
The boy who had just taken a hot shower, his hair still had a little bit of moisture that was not completely dry, and it was obediently attached to his forehead, his face was much more rosy than in the rain, his fine eyelashes were closed, and they were firmly attached to his eyelids. .
The book was not closed, and the half-turned pages were caught between my fingers.
Afraid that he would wake up hungry at night, Jin Linkun put the rice on the bedside table, took out the book and closed it with the bookmark, and lay down carefully with the person in his arms.
Yu Sheng slept soundly, rolled over while wrapped in the quilt, and saw a familiar black figure squatting beside the bed, flashing a flashlight for some reason.
The movement kept ringing, Yu Sheng glanced at the empty box on the pillow, it was a birthday present from Cen Rui.
It is said that the full name is the Internet celebrity fantasy rainbow romantic projector. The two of them have studied it twice, but they failed to understand the overly complicated operation principle and put it aside for the time being.
Yu Sheng was a little hungry when he smelled the smell of rice so close at hand, and didn't think there was anything romantic at this time, so he stretched out his arms and tugged at his clothes. Before he could speak, the machine in Jin Linkun's hand suddenly clicked, and there was a faint sound of running.
The flashing purple light shone half of the room in a blink of an eye, and the super cool colorful light crossed the roof.
Yu Sheng was lying on the bed, holding the back collar of Jin Linkun's clothes with one hand, and was stunned at the particularly dazzling rainbow.
Jin Linkun was also shocked by the style of this rich Internet celebrity. He squatted on the ground and looked up at the roof: "… ah."
Originally, I wanted to give children a rainbow after the storm.
The result is completely inconsistent with the main point of the previous article, it is like opening a small nightclub ready to dance.
Jin Linkun coughed a few times, and rescued him for a while in vain. He tried to cover it for a long time, and finally took off his glasses and put them in front of the small cover of the projector.
Yu Sheng was no longer sleepy after being shaken, lying on the edge of the bed, watching him toss for a long time, and finally buried his head in his arms.
"...friend." Jin Linkun completely gave up saving the rainbow maker and sat on the ground, "Our world needs a little compassion, I think—"
Yu Sheng has no sympathy at all, lying on his elbows and laughing until his stomach hurts.
Jin Linkun originally planned to stretch for a while, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and laughed together with him breathlessly: "It's almost done... Stop laughing, I originally wanted to have a romantic rainbow dinner."
I didn't expect Cen Rui to hurt people.
Going to have a good chat with the culprit who gave this gift tomorrow, Jin Linkun stretched over with his arms and was about to turn off the rainbow maker that was still doing his best to create a nightclub atmosphere, but suddenly he was completely wrapped by another hand.
Yu Sheng also got out of bed with him and squatted on the edge of the bed.
Jin Linkun pulled the quilt off the bed and wrapped it around him: "Is it cool? It's almost time to turn on the air conditioner, an autumn rain and a cold..."
"It's not cold." Yu Sheng held his hand and moved to his side, "Brother."
Jin Linkun stopped nagging and turned his head to look at him.
The boy only wore a thin half-sleeve, and honestly asked him to wrap the quilt around him, and his short hair was obediently pressed against his forehead.
"Brother." Yu Sheng called him again.
"Rainbow, I saw it."
Jin Linkun hadn't recovered from the blow. He pushed his glasses and glanced up: "Yes, I saw it too. In fact, I think the building opposite our house may have seen it too. After all, its brightness is hard to ignore... "
The rest were blocked by the children who brought their own quilts into their arms.
The matter of Yu Sheng's family didn't make any splash in the third middle school.
The teachers didn't seem to be any different from before because of this incident. The principal still went to the next door to fight because of the bastards. Lao He still smiled and dismissed the get out of class. Outstanding Student Award.
The director of the education department also caught Chi Yu Sheng to give Duan Lei and the others buckets for the whole family of KFC, and was so angry that he grabbed three pieces of original chicken: "This is a mistake and closed down! Is this a spring outing? Why not give ketchup?!"
The original chicken was only five pieces in total, and Duan Lei was so distressed that he turned around in circles: "Director, we are going to the Internet cafe to watch an online class with a foreign English teacher..."
When the lights in the dormitory were turned off, the internet was cut off. Ever since Yu Sheng started giving lectures to his classmates, the seventh class was shocked by the way in which Brother Sheng’s lectures “speak, where can’t you?”, and no one dared to make mistakes. Click wrong a second time.
I can only go out in the middle of the night and continue to seize the time to make up lessons.
…
To be honest, Yu Sheng himself can't quite figure out why his attitude is obviously kind and detailed, and these people's attitudes towards him and Jin Linkun are still so different.
The head teacher of the first class didn't quite understand: "Is there something wrong with this sentence? It's quite normal."
"Maybe it's because our classmate Yu Sheng has a strong aura."
Lao He was working on a teaching plan at the time, so he arranged for Yu Sheng to collect his homework, and he picked up the teacup in a hurry: "To describe it in detail, he was sitting on the table and took a picture of the workbook: 'Tell me , where not, come one by one.'"
"… "
There was nothing the students in Class 7 could do.
Without pressure, there is no motivation. Under this kind of pressure that seems to be life-threatening, it has greatly stimulated the students' autonomy and enthusiasm for self-study and reflection.
"Watching online classes is the reason why you don't go home at night and go to Internet cafes over the wall?"
The director was unmoved, stepping on his slippers and staring: "Is it wrong to go to an Internet cafe? Is it over the wall?"
Jin Linkun helped their children buy the whole family bucket, and now he is also being trained together, and asked Yu Sheng in a low voice: "Isn't it?"
"… "
Yu Sheng was more familiar with their director's style, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and explained succinctly: "Shh."
"... Of course!" The director pulled a tissue, "but your worst mistake is not going home at night! The pressure is so high in the third year of high school, you run out without a word, how nervous the school is, and how nervous the teachers are!"
In the middle of the night, the dorm manager found that a row of dormitories was empty, so frightened that he almost lost his soul, and hurriedly called the head teacher and the head teacher on duty.
A group of people listening to the online class were all wearing headphones and taking notes frantically, and no one heard the call. Lao He and the others searched for a long time with a flashlight. Finally, they had to find Yu Sheng, and they deduced the possible location of these people.
There was a false alarm, and none of the teachers who had tossed for half the night could fall asleep, and they were not in a hurry to go back to the teachers' dormitory to sleep. They gathered around to educate the group of students to relieve their boredom.
As a result, halfway through the education, a family bucket was thrown in from outside the window.
He even brought three bottles of Coke.
The directors divided up the original chicken and spicy chicken wings, wiped their hands and left. Lao He was kinder and only ate mashed potatoes and corn sticks: "Next time you don't go home, give me the list in advance, and I'll say it's the second round of the coming-of-age ceremony I organized."
The children knew that they were wrong at first sight. They cried very sadly with empty barrels and Coke bottles. They should not need to be taught any more.
Old He Shun took the last cup of Coke, patted his head one by one, and let a group of people hurry back to the dormitory to sleep, and he also returned to the teacher's dormitory.
Duan Lei cried and hiccupped: "Brother Sheng, woo woo, the whole family..."
"..." Yu Sheng pressed his forehead, pulled out his phone, and ordered another one for the group.
Put it in a small bamboo basket that I didn't know where to get it, and swayed it, hanging it from the bedroom window.
With the enthusiasm for learning in Class 7 in full swing, the mid-term exam is approaching day by day.
The importance of the mid-term exam is not the same as the monthly exam. In addition to the abnormal level of difficulty of the last monthly exam, it sounded a wake-up call to all the senior high school students who were still ignorant, and the entire senior year was filled with a tense study atmosphere without any trace.
Duan Lei and the others brought word books with them in physical education class, and they stopped playing the ball. After the preparations were finished, they squatted on the edge of the flower bed, formed a circle, and said sentence patterns and grammar in a low voice.
Yang Fan's treatment was much better than that of Yu Sheng. Holding his glasses, he was surrounded by the crowd, burying his head and lowering his voice to speak seriously. If there is something you don't quite understand, leave it, and prepare to save it and ask Yu Sheng.
Occasionally, there are students from the next class who happen to have physical education classes together, and bring the ball to tempt them. Before they can make a sound, they are mercilessly blasted away by the sports committee: "What are you playing? Look at you like basketball! Walk around, we only have English in our hearts. …”
The physical education teacher was holding a whistle and looked at the students who seemed to be arranging some mysterious formation to summon knowledge.
"Don't worry." Bao Qin, as the English teacher of Class 7, has been treated like a VIP recently. He strolled down to inspect the country and patted him on the shoulder generously, "You can talk to them, English and sports are the same destination..."
A gym class is comparable to self-study.
As the only comfort left by the PE teacher, Yu Sheng played badminton with the PE teacher for a while, but also felt a little bored. He walked to the side of the court with the beat: "Whoever doesn't know how, come here."
Class 7 students: "..."
Watching the group of students suddenly start rock-paper-scissors under the pressure of Yu Sheng, the lonely PE teacher came up with some expectations, and followed him: "What are you doing? Assignment? Do you want to play basketball? Do you want to jump rope? The teacher is still here. Lots of equipment…”
"Shh." They pulled the physical education teacher and lowered their voices mysteriously, "We're guessing."
Of course the PE teacher knew they were guessing: "I know, then what?"
The sports committee is very deep: "Then whoever loses will come out and ask Brother Sheng for everyone's questions."
…
In just two months, the English level of the students in Class 7 has changed by leaps and bounds.
With the help of homework and classroom quizzes, Bao Qin raised the difficulty from junior high school to senior year review without a trace. He was so happy with the finished homework. Especially when I saw the head teacher of the first class, every time I held his hand with extreme enthusiasm and shook it for a long time.
Annoying the head teacher of the first class: "Thank me for what! I didn't want Yin Meilai to teach English at the beginning! Go ahead!"
The roar came from the corridor into the class door. Their class life committee members put down their pen and thought about it: "Who is Yin Mei?"
"It doesn't matter who she is." Duan Lei bit the pen and waved his hand casually, "Come here quickly, is this question using to or at? I still can't tell the difference..."
The Sports Committee still remembers this person, but the impression is not deep: "Speaking of which, why did we study English well in the first place."
Yao Qiang just looked up from the mnemonic method of the word root: "Ah, isn't it for living?"
…
On the way to study hard, the school bully who unknowingly pushed the last of the class is drinking milk.
It was cold, and the location of lunch was also changed from the small pavilion to the activity room. Jin Linkun specially asked the owner of the canteen on the back wall to help warm the milk, but it was still hot every time he brought it.
The mid-term exams are coming soon. After lunch, the students hurried back to the classroom for self-study, leaving only the two of them in the activity room.
"Isn't it good for them to study hard?"
Jin Linkun hadn't been in class 7 recently, so he didn't know much about the specific mental state of the students. He touched Yu Sheng's hair and put a cola chicken wing in his bowl: "What's the problem?"
Yu Sheng held the paper cup and took a sip of milk.
Actually it's not a big problem.
Just a little bit weird.
Probably because of the recent good nutritional supplements, Yu Sheng has grown a bit longer, so he doesn't like to wear his original clothes very much. The number of the two is still one short, and the shoulder seam of Jin Linkun's clothes is a few centimeters wider, and the cuff can still cover a small half of his palm.
The boy didn't go to cut his hair recently. It was a little longer than before. When he got up early to go to school, he was pushed all the way by the hat of the hoodie.
Together with the brown corduroy jacket, the whole person feels exceptionally good.
Jin Linkun couldn't help kneading for a while longer, and was about to take his hand away when their children had finished drinking the last bit of milk, put down the paper cup, and raised their head with a circle of milk foam: "Do I look like someone who beats people often? "
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