After a basketball game, the posts about Sheng in Sanzhong Tieba doubled.
The sports committee finally got what he wanted, wiped his sweat and got off the basketball court. For the first time in history, the little girl took the initiative to add WeChat chat.
The beginning is a very kind "Hello, classmates".
Seeing that the hope of breaking the curse of 11.11 beckons from afar, the sports committee is so excited that he pulls his good teammate Yao Qiang to watch it together: "Come on, someone has sent me a message. What should I do? Be more enthusiastic or reserved?"
"Be reserved, now I like to be steady."
Yao Qiang was also excited, took two sips of water, and gave him an idea: "It's better to pretend that you don't intend to bring a few English words, and there is a hint of force in your steadiness."
The two of them were too nervous, chatting and tangled for a long time, and the preview news in their hands had not yet been fully opened.
Duan Lei passed by the two of them and kindly helped open the unread message.
[Hello classmates.]
[Your basketball is very good, we all think it is handsome. I heard that you have a good relationship with your classmate Yu Sheng, I would like to know more about it…]
Sports Committee: "… "
Yao Qiang: "..."
"I'll teach you how to answer."
Duan Lei is very proficient in this kind of thing, and inexplicably is not surprised at all: "You said that Brother Sheng doesn't use a mobile phone, does not play WeChat, has no hobbies, and only has learning in his heart, but he does not need a small partner who can improve together in learning."
The sports committee held the phone and felt sad: "I can add another sentence but do I need it?"
"… "
Duan Lei patted him on the shoulder, took out a sticker of the screenshot of the 11.11 red envelope specially customized by their monitor, and slapped it on the forehead of the sports committee.
The first message is just the beginning.
After knowing that Yu Sheng didn't want to study with others, there was still an endless stream of people who came to them.
There were boys who came to play video games, there were also little girls who carefully asked if there were high-definition photos, and chatted for a long time, "Long time no see, do you remember when we copied homework together in elementary school?", and finally came to inquire about Yu Sheng. An old classmate of that provincial model friend.
People are gradually used to it through the process of repeated repetition. The Sports Committee and Yao Qiang will look forward to it at first, but soon they will become almost numb, and they will copy and paste them skillfully, and they will become an emotionless reply machine.
Later, I simply changed the signature uniformly, "Tell me that there are photos in the album, there are videos in the space and the circle of friends, and Brother Sheng has objects with his friends."
The comparison is used very skillfully and is particularly powerful.
The people in Class 7 were very united, and no one said that Brother Sheng and his friends not only had a crush, but that the two were simply engaging in a crush.
But the atmosphere in the post bar is still in the many photos and videos circulated in that informal football game, and it inevitably begins to bend naturally.
Since then, several special buildings have even been opened.
There are many art students in the third middle school, and the special building has everything from photography exhibitions to fan comics, and the content is too rich.
Yu Sheng is not very interested in things like Tieba forums, but Jin Linkun reads it very diligently, and even saved several posts with a small account.
"I can't see you all day."
Jin Linkun held up his mobile phone and held his boyfriend who wanted to delete his favorites in one hand: "If you want to see you, take a look at this first."
The two of them have to attend classes during the day, it doesn't matter if they are not in the same class, not even in a school, and they can't even meet and say a few words between classes.
When Yu Sheng was in class, he was still following his review progress step by step. Jin Linkun didn't send him messages often, so he always had to find something else to talk about.
…
Hearing that this person seemed to have such a serious attitude, Yu Sheng was wrapped in his arms by him, and he mentally calculated the number of times this person was skilled in crossing the fence every day.
He didn't know if he needed to chat and send his thoughts. He felt that if the two of them got closer together, the two principals would almost be forced to tear down the wall and merge the school into one.
But Jin Linkun obviously still felt that it was not enough.
He was still a little taller than Yu Sheng, put his phone on tiptoe on the top shelf of the bookshelf, took the opportunity to circle the person into his arms again, bowed his head and touched Yu Sheng's mouth quickly.
The warm and sweet atmosphere in the doujin manga of Tieba actually does not exist.
Under normal circumstances, Yu Sheng would be very sensitive to sudden attacks, and usually the next moment of surprise would be followed by a brand-new contest of skill.
The skills of the two are actually not bad. Jin Linkun is not as good at specific moves as his boyfriend, but he also has his own unique method.
Especially under the premise that Sheng can't be ruthless, Jin Linkun's height and physical strength occupy a considerable part of the advantage. Every time he can successfully hold people in his arms at the end, with the cooperation of rubbing his head, he successfully kisses their children.
…
Holding the child on the bed for a while, Jin Linkun's thoughts wandered from the post bar, and suddenly remembered another somewhat related thing: "By the way, Cen Rui and the others also said that the temporary certificate of our summer camp forum is about to expire. Now, let's save what we still want."
The forums of the summer camp are mostly filled with real questions and tutorials, as well as a lot of valuable online problem-solving materials. It can be said that it is a rare treasure under the collision of the brainpower and knowledge reserves of the top students in the province.
Kong Jiahe deliberately bought a large mobile hard drive, and it was so full that there was not a single KB left.
The above title Yu Sheng was almost done during the summer camp. He turned over on his back and put his pillow on his arm: "Do you have anything to save?"
"Yes, I have."
Jin Linkun said in his heart that the video of two people wearing little dinosaurs and little bears playing with four hands is still up there. When he said that, he stopped and turned a corner in time: "There are a few sets of good competition questions, you can exercise if you have nothing to do. Active thinking…”
He sat up and retrieved the computer, opened the forum and was about to log in, when he suddenly remembered that his "WSYZKA" rank 9 number had come over to Yu Sheng's brain, and it was inconvenient to expose it to the children.
The arrow was on the string, Jin Linkun raised his hand and hesitated for a while, then touched Yu Sheng's shoulder: "I forgot my password, log in to yours?"
"..." Yu Sheng moved his arm and got out of bed: "I forgot too."
In that kind of troublesome situation, it was not easy to hear the word "forget" in Yu Sheng's mouth.
Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows, looking at the children who calmly went out with the lid of the cup to warm milk, and felt that things might not be as simple as he thought.
But he didn't ask.
On the one hand, even if two people are already together, they should have their own secrets and space, and they don't have to let each other know everything.
... On the one hand, it was also because he was swept away by the child's death ray when he also followed out to deliver the cup to the lonely cup lid in Yu Sheng's hand, and felt that he might die if he asked further.
Before going to bed, there was another long day of trouble. The air conditioner was on high, and both of them were sweating a little.
Yu Sheng took a shower, stuffed Jin Linkun into the bathroom, leaned against the bedside and played with his phone.
The rubbish money-making app in the summer camp has been in the corner of the phone for a long time. He usually doesn't have anything on his phone, and he has uninstalled several mobile games that took up space, and he has no worries about memory.
Since the beginning of school, I haven't sorted out my phone, so I let this APP lie down until now.
The summer camp was over, and the forum didn't know who was continuing to maintain it. Yu Sheng clicked in and looked through it, and found that there were actually many people actively chatting on it.
There is actually no problem with his account, the problem is mainly in the purchase record.
I don't know who came up with the bad idea, and it costs money to see a photo.
Don't worry about spending money, but also get such a conspicuous purchase record, which is hung on the login interface, marked in red and bold, "Thank you for your support and encouragement to this forum".
It's so annoying.
Yu Sheng boarded his account and clicked on the only purchase record.
For fear that others might not know what they bought, this purchase record even has thumbnails. It is said that the provincial demonstration "the most popular boy with the most friends in the previous session" was wearing the blue and white school uniform of the provincial key point. In the preview of the picture, I stood with a group of people in the sun and laughed heartlessly.
…
Yu Sheng tried to delete the purchase record, but found that he couldn't delete it, so he had to change his mind.
When Jin Linkun came out, he felt that the boyfriend who had nothing to see on the forum was using his mobile phone to check questions.
"Why do you write questions at this time?"
Just after taking a shower, Jin Linkun sat down beside him with a warm body wiping his hair. He was a little curious about this increasingly strange development: "Aren't you going to sleep for a while?"
Yu Sheng took the phone and rubbed his forehead.
He was actually quite sleepy.
But the question was bought with money anyway, even if it was just to put the previous purchase record on the second page, it would be too wasteful not to do it.
Yu Sheng originally wanted to buy a few sets of cheap questions, so he just picked the ones with characteristics. It turned out that these people are still updating the question bank recently, and they have included a lot of new question types. The mock exam questions from several other urban areas in the province are also included.
And it's been doing so far.
"..." Jin Linkun couldn't help touching Yu Sheng's hair after listening to the second half of his mental journey: "Friend—"
He just opened his mouth, met Yu Sheng's line of sight, and stopped in time with a light cough: "How about... Let me help you a little bit?"
The next day, he had to get up early. Yu Sheng felt that his habit similar to obsessive-compulsive disorder had to be corrected. He shook his head and shoved his phone to him: "I'll do it again tomorrow. Our teacher will leave me alone in class."
Jin Linkun actually felt that this kind of plan was unlikely to be successful, but he nodded, turned off the light, and put the phone on his side of the bed.
Yu Sheng lay down for a while with his eyes closed, still the unfinished set of papers in his mind.
The traps of the next few big questions are very subtle, and it is easy to miss the past if you are not careful. He didn't see it at first glance, but after careful examination twice, he realized it, but he couldn't guarantee to find all the pits.
It is also possible that there is a place where the interpretation of the will of the questioner is too much, and the answer is too cumbersome, which hides the score.
Yu Sheng repeated it several times in his mind, and found that he couldn't help but want to look at his phone.
Jin Linkun lay on his side, counting to the seven hundred and sixty-two little dinosaurs, Yu Sheng touched his elbow: "Brother."
"Are you thirsty?" Jin Linkun was not surprised, he touched his forehead, "Wait a moment."
He braced his arms and prepared to pour a glass of water for Yu Sheng first, but before he got up, he was pulled back by the resistance of his cuffs.
A child in one of their quilts was lying on his back, the quilt was well covered over his body, and one hand clutched his sleeve.
The quilt he covered just now was pulled a little high along the edge, covering half of his face, making his voice a little dull: "Brother, I can't sleep."
…
Jin Linkun's hands were not tense.
Although he knew that his boyfriend probably wanted to take the initiative to hand over his mobile phone, Jin Linkun felt that there were other ways to make his mind a little more empty.
Especially in this situation right now.
Yu Sheng was still thinking about those trap questions, but he didn't react immediately, and raised his head: "What can I do?"
"Don't move." Jin Linkun stretched his arms, gropingly raised his hand to turn on the small bedside lamp, put one arm under his shoulders, and lifted the person a little: "Close your eyes."
Yu Sheng vaguely felt that something was not right, he frowned and wanted to speak, but the warmth that had already covered her was sealed.
In winter, it is reasonable to change into thicker pajamas, but the air conditioner at home is too warm, and Yu Sheng does not like to sleep wrapped in three layers and three layers, and still wears the T-shirt that he often wears in summer.
The boy was lying on his back on the bed, the clear lines of his collarbone peeking out from the somewhat spacious neckline, and he figured out what he was doing and didn't move.
He closed his eyes disobediently, his shadow and a little light were still reflected in the pure black pupil light.
Jin Linkun pulled the corner of his lower lip, clasped his hand back, and leaned down to cover the person.
…
The next day in class, Yu Sheng not only failed to finish the unfinished questions, but even slept all morning.
Aware that Yu Sheng is not so energetic, their class sports committee lingered for a whole morning, and finally found an opportunity when Yu Sheng came back from lunch at noon: "Brother Sheng, you can bring Teacher Jin to the side of the court for the basketball game at night. Are you on?"
The limelight in the last training match was too strong, and even the regular competition of the semi-finals was suppressed.
After hearing that Yu Sheng from Class 7 and his friends made it clear that they would not participate in the official competition, many people were disappointed, and their expectations for the basketball game plummeted.
It was not until the seventh class sports committee stood up and promised that although their brother Sheng would not come, he would definitely sit on the sidelines with his friends for guidance, and finally rescued the crumbling heat.
"But they didn't come to watch basketball, they came to watch Brother Sheng and Teacher Jin."
Yao Qiang is actually not quite sure: "Can someone stop by us? Can it bring us some traffic?"
"No, I can't bring it, but that's okay."
The sports committee patted Yao Qiang on the shoulder, thinking very long-term: "Just keep two photos. When I go to college and find a girlfriend, I will tell her this photo. It was all to cheer me on. Basketball girl."
The very flexible idea of their sports committee has instantly inspired other male students.
Yu Sheng didn't have any opinion, and took the mask handed over by the life committee: "Which class do you play with?"
"Second and sophomore class, their top class in liberal arts was the one who gave us free training last time."
The sports committee guessed that he probably didn't know which class he was in last time, and gave him a detailed introduction: "The lead one was transferred from engineering, called Chang Chi, who has a little family relationship, and was brought in by someone... Originally, it was with us. The same level, I heard it turned out to be the best in their school."
…
Yu Sheng has not been in Jianghu for many years, and has no impression of this person, so he nodded his head while suppressing his yawn.
The basketball game is quite a big event in the third middle school. The venue for the semi-finals is set in the gymnasium, and most of the audience seats on the side are full.
The four teams were waiting in full force, and the seventh class, as the defending champion of the previous session, changed their clothes in a separate locker room. A group of people came out smartly wearing basketball uniforms with "Seven Classes Must Win" written on them, and they were very energetic.
"Ask Lao Duan, did you take a picture? I waved my hand in a while and asked him to take two more pictures."
The Sports Committee maintained a reserved smile, greeted the audience, and kept his mouth down to communicate with Yao Qiang: "Let him take a few more pictures, pay attention to the angle and light and shadow."
"No problem." Yao Qiang was still worried before, but now he is immersed in virtual glory, "I also made him a P picture, the effect must be perfect."
…
A group of people was so addicted, until Duan Lei's hand holding the phone was sore, he finally sat down on the plastic seat on the sidelines.
Jin Linkun walked to No. 3 Middle School, and as soon as he entered the school, he was taken to the gymnasium by Yu Sheng. He sat in the coach's seat and handed Yu Sheng the hot milk in the pocket of his coat: "Do you have to wear a mask?"
"What they asked for was not to bring too much psychological pressure on the enemy."
Yu Sheng stuffed the straw into his mouth from under the mask and took two sips of milk: "It's okay, it's not hot."
It's actually a bit cold.
There is no wind in the gym. If the air conditioner is turned on, the temperature on the side of the court is just right, and it will definitely be too hot to play on the court for a while.
Yu Sheng held the milk for a while, then turned to ask Jin Linkun, "Why is this one better than the previous one?"
"Ah?" Jin Linkun thought about it carefully, bent down and glanced at the milk carton in Yu Sheng's hand, and found that it was not the same as the one he bought before, "This time it's student breakfast milk, oatmeal."
The milk before was all ordinary flavors, but Yu Sheng liked it with some other flavors instead.
Jin Linkun took out his mobile phone, glanced again, and wrote a brand on the memo: "There are also chocolate, strawberry, banana..."
"Take it." Yu Sheng interrupted briefly, "This will do."
Jin Linkun felt a little regretful and put away his phone: "Don't you try other flavors?"
Yu Sheng nodded his head when he heard the name of the milk, and turned the milk carton in the direction, the side with the word "student" written on it facing him: "Don't try, it's good."
Jin Linkun raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips lifted, and he thoughtfully helped the third middle school who was drinking the students' breakfast milk to block his sight: "What's the name of the leader of the opposite team?"
Yu Sheng just heard the sports committee say: "Chang Chi, the technology has been transferred."
According to the division of the two groups of people, he should have fought with this person a few times, but he just glanced at it and didn't have any special impression.
Their sports committee was also very curious about Sheng's classification of people who remembered or not: "What does no impression mean?"
Duan Lei knew it very well, and raised his hand in time to give him popular science: "It means that either Brother Sheng won too easily, or the opponent lost too happily."
…
After listening to the seventh class, they deliberately pulled up a row of people to block Yu Sheng more tightly.
Under the full cover of the entire seventh class, the second and second classes of high school were still arrogant and arrogant, remembering their defeat on the playground that day, they were led by Chang Chi and smashed the basketball firmly on the ground: "How about it, dare to play? "