Don't Talk To Me!

Chapter 15

In fact, Yu Sheng really wanted to admit directly that he was deceived.

But this force was pretended by Jin Linkun.

Not only has he pretended, but with his natural aura of not wanting to be beaten, he also put this sentence together with the title "friend", and completely pulled it into the category that makes people want to greet his whole family as soon as they hear it.

Until now, the scene of Yu Sheng beating someone directly on the rostrum has been widely circulated in the chat records of thousands of people, and it has been voted as the most heart-warming scene so far since the opening of the camp.

Yu Sheng held the paper, stood at the door for five seconds, and looked up.

The appeal of reading comprehension does not seem small.

The room was much quieter than before, and no one was practicing oral English. Wan Yongming sat in his seat looking forward to it, while a group of schoolmasters looked at the door, waiting for him to speak.

……

Yu Sheng raised his hand resolutely, grabbed Jin Linkun who came over curiously, and retreated to the corridor.

Jin Linkun was still looking at the paper in his hand, when he was pulled out of the door suddenly, he stood up and raised his head, his eyes behind the glasses showed some doubts.

Yu Sheng looked at the true god of learning who lived in legends before him, and recalled Wan Yongming's words just now, inexplicably feeling angry that he hated iron and steel, pulled him to the window, frowned and asked in a low voice: "Why didn't you Right?"

Jin Linkun: "..."

The new roommate suddenly began to care about his studies, but he was still a little unaccustomed to it.

The problem came suddenly, Jin Linkun propped himself on the window sill, lowered his shoulders in coordination with his strength, opened his mouth after deliberation, and raised his gaze.

Excited by the situation in front of him, the young man lowered his voice, temporarily put aside his usual habit of not allowing people to get close to him, and clutched his rotator cuff with one hand, pressing his thin shoulders over.

The boy is pulling out, his bones are very clear, his eyelashes are thick and long, and his beautiful eyebrows are tightly knit.

His pupils were dark, with a bit of anger, he stared at him with wide eyes.

……

Being looked at by him like this, Jin Linkun was a little dazed unconsciously, and unexpectedly had some inexplicable reflections on his attitude towards the exam.

"Blame me."

He reacted very quickly, regained his senses in an instant, rubbed his forehead, and apologized sincerely without being pretentious or modest: "I counted, and I think it's enough."

Yu Sheng: "..."

Jin Linkun raised his head and asked with his eyes.

"……fine."

Yu Sheng rubbed his forehead, "I shouldn't have stopped you from pretending to be aggressive."

He really didn't expect that this person could be more annoying when he wasn't pretending.

Yu Sheng didn't want to speak softly to him, loosened his clothes, frowned, picked up the paper and looked down several times.

He hasn't studied seriously for a long time, and his vocabulary has regressed badly. He can understand very little of the paper in his hand, and he doesn't even have the conditions to bite the bullet and write it up.

Yu Sheng really couldn't move his face from the podium to say, "This question ABD is obviously wrong, so it is obvious to choose C", clutching the few pieces of paper, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead vigorously.

The pulling force brought by the clothes suddenly disappeared, Jin Linkun straightened his waist, and his eyes stopped on the paper for a while.

Moving up the hand, it moved to the person holding the paper.

Yu Sheng's clothes were soaked, and he was wearing his shirt.The cuffs were neatly folded, pressing upwards on the elbows, and the neckline was buttoned tightly to the head, two styles completely different from those on him.

Obviously the rules are terrible, but no matter what, he can't suppress the energy in the boy's body.

Bright and pure, reckless, breaking through the confinement and sticking out his head involuntarily.

Jin Linkun raised his hand subconsciously.

Yu Sheng's immunity was exercised, he snapped open his half-lifted hand, frowned and looked down at the paper hard.

"It's okay, you don't need to go into too much detail, just talk about your ideas."

Jin Linkun finally sensed his resistance to this test paper, and after thinking about it, he leaned over to help him kindly: "How did you do it?"

Yu Sheng raised his head expressionlessly: "Take your pulse and answer, one question for six heartbeats."

... a bit familiar.

Jin Linkun coughed lightly, raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose, and was about to chat with his new roommate in another way, when suddenly there was a muffled sound behind the two of them.

Looking up, the deputy team leader, Kong Jiahe, was standing blankly at the door.

Obviously he heard what Yu Sheng said just now, his face was a little pale, his eyes fixed on the two of them, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

It was inexplicably a little bit like crying.

Yu Sheng had a headache.

Realizing the ambiguity of what he said just now, Yu Sheng put down the test paper: "I mean, I was really fooled."

He paused, raised his head, and glanced at the two people in front of him.

"..."

Yu Sheng: "You two, trust me first."

Kong Jiahe obviously didn't listen. He picked up the Oxford dictionary that fell on his feet in a daze, opened the door and floated into the activity room.

Jin Linkun met his gaze, put down his hands, and nodded sincerely in cooperation: "I believe it."

Yu Sheng didn't think he believed him.

No longer prepared to imagine what the words of the deputy team leader would be like when he entered the activity room, Yu Sheng resolutely stuffed the paper into his hand, turned around and prepared to go back to the dormitory to pack his things and go out over the wall.

Before he took a step, his shoulders were suddenly grabbed lightly.

Yu Sheng's shoulders stiffened, and he raised his hand to push this guy who had no sense of distance away, but Jin Linkun was already leaning against him, his shoulders slightly tilted: "Don't you like English?"

……

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

He didn't know and didn't like this option.

For the first time, when he felt that the person in front of him was not so worthy of a beating, Yu Sheng glanced at Jin Linkun, and said very straightforwardly: "I don't like it."

With previous experience, he ignored it without throwing another sentence, and explained patiently: "I really don't like it. My final exams are all written in pinyin."

This kind of operation is undoubtedly incomprehensible to the existence above the Xueba level.Jin Linkun didn't say a word, and with his hands still on his shoulders, he stood still and thought for a while.

Yu Sheng was used to these people who had never seen the world, and was too lazy to be ridiculed by him, so he wanted to push the hand away, but Jin Linkun suddenly realized, and nodded in conviction: "It makes sense."

Yu Sheng: "..."

He had heard this sentence more than once.

The first time, this person actually pretended to go to the toilet to wash his face, and the second time the other party shamelessly plagiarized his answer in public after the routine, which directly led to his current dilemma.

Yu Sheng didn't care about it before, but now that he got in touch, he finally realized it belatedly.

Jin Linkun may be seriously studying and summarizing the skills of pretending to be aggressive.

……

After staying with this person for a long time, when lightning strikes him, it might hurt him.

Yu Sheng raised his hand, grabbed Jin Linkun's sleeve, and moved the arm that was on his shoulder away.

Jin Linkun didn't exert any strength, and was thrown down by his arm: "Are you really going to leave?"

"if not?"

Yu Sheng's tone was calm: "I said it, it's just a trick. I just recited English words to abandon. I don't study hard. I don't study hard. If I can get everything right once, I can get it every time—"

His words faltered.

...No more poisonous milk.

If they were all right every time, this summer camp might never be able to go out again.

too frightening.

Finally, in hindsight, he became a little wary of his own mouth. Yu Sheng opened his mouth, swallowed the last sentence, and met Jin Linkun's slightly dazed gaze.

"..."

Yu Sheng: "Do you have a pen?"

Jin Linkun: "...?"

Half a minute later, Yu Sheng sat in his seat, thinking blankly about how he was coaxed into the classroom from the back door by that bastard rubbing his head just for a pen.

The main reason may be in the head.

Yu Sheng was lying on the table, looking at Jin Linkun who explained to Teacher Wan that he had a stomach ache and was lecturing on the podium for him, he couldn't help but raised his head and touched the top of his head again.

……

Nothing wrong.

But when he pushed it up, stroked it twice, he followed him involuntarily.

Look back to see if there is any talisman drawn on the man's hand.

Yu Sheng leaned back, leaned hard on the back of the chair, and looked up at the podium.

Jin Linkun was surprisingly serious when he gave the lecture.

It is estimated that he has been on the stage a lot, he is so calm and even a little leisurely, he will make eye contact with the audience while talking.After Yu Sheng raised his head for a while, he met his gaze at least three times.

In Jin Linkun's hands, that bible-like article seemed easier than pinyin. After scanning it, he translated it easily.

His physical condition was already outstanding, holding those pages of printing paper in one hand, his narrow black eyes were separated by the lens, and his whole person took on that kind of casual and gentle temperament.Holding a piece of chalk loosely with his slender fingers, he casually wrote a string of beautiful cursive English on the blackboard.

Yu Sheng narrowed his eyes, subconsciously licked his tiger teeth, and twirled the pen in his hand twice.

The mobile phone placed on the table suddenly turned on.

Yu Sheng took it out and took a look. It was a text message from Duan Lei.

—Brother Sheng!How did you survive summer camp?You don't need to do homework in class, do you?

——Heaven and earth conscience, I really didn't betray you on purpose at that time, the domineering aura of those school bullies deeply shocked me!You have at least once been awesome. My family has failed for three generations. I don't think that's really a field I can set foot in...

—Speaking of which, you didn’t bring anything with you. Would you like to buy it over there?Do you need me to visit you?

Yu Sheng leaned back, touched the phone and replied a few words, telling him that there is no need to worry about it, and he can buy it here directly if he needs it.

He pressed off the screen and was about to throw the phone back when Duan Lei sent another last message.

—Brother Sheng, how does it feel to study well, is he handsome?

Yu Sheng stared blankly at the message.

He lowered his eyelashes, and his fingertips paused in the reply box for a while, then glanced at Jin Linkun who came to him easily on the podium, and bowed his head again.

Just as he was about to type, Jin Linkun also finished his exhibition of cursive characters that no one could understand, and the magnetic and pleasant subwoofer sounded.

"...It is not difficult to find out by reading the question that the options A, B, and D of this question are obviously wrong."

"Obviously, the answer should be C."

Yu Sheng: "..."

In City H, Duan Lei was happily fighting in an Internet cafe with a fried chicken takeaway when his phone on the table suddenly lit up.

Yu Sheng: What a handsome ass.

The author has something to say: Brother Sheng: You guys, trust me, thank you. :)