Don’t Talk To Me!

Shocked by the box of books, Yu Sheng dreamed that Jin Linkun was holding the book half a night, and he worked tirelessly through the illustrations to tell him stories.

The picture is too exciting.

Yu Sheng felt that he really was not suitable to stay in this place again.

It was already dawn, and sunlight squeezed through the gap between the curtains. Yu Sheng sat down for a while, then raised his hand and rubbed his forehead, grabbed his phone and looked at the time.

At half past six, in the morning.

...

It is necessary for him to go home as soon as possible and adjust the rest time to a pattern that does not exist in the morning.

Yu Sheng covered his eyes and went to the balcony in a circle to take off the clothes that were hanging.

The rain fell for the last half of the night, and finally stopped completely. As soon as the balcony door opened, the fresh and cool air peculiar to the rain followed.

It was quite quiet outside the window. He was the only one in the bedroom. The bed opposite was empty. Jin Linkun was not in the dormitory and did not know where he went.

Maybe I went somewhere to read the words in the morning.

Yu Sheng stood on the balcony and was baptized with fresh air for a while, suddenly realized that he actually slept well last night.

These two days were seriously unconscious. Last night, he had a headache. He originally thought that Jin Linkun's character would inevitably lead him to a chat before going to bed.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, the man had fallen asleep well.

During the day, I just accidentally remembered the bad things before, and Yu Sheng thought he had to stay through at least half a night to fall asleep. Who knows to lie on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to the steady long breath of breath on the other end, it didn't take a long time to close his eyes without realizing it, and fell asleep directly until dawn.

Finally, I had enough sleep for eight hours, and my temple, which had been faintly painful, finally stopped. Yu Sheng didn't delay any longer. He simply washed and put on his clothes. He folded the set of clothes to be returned to Jin Linkun on the table and carried the schoolbag out of the dormitory.

Today's wall turned unexpectedly smoothly.

N is on the outskirts of the city, and the buses come to ferry the students from the summer camp. They have to go by subway. Yu Sheng paid attention to the route when looking for the wall to overturn. He landed from the end of the wall, and walked to the subway station without walking a few hundred meters.

Yu Sheng bought a ticket to the city according to the checked route.

At this time, it was not yet the morning rush hour. There were not many people on the subway. He found a seat, found his phone and turned it over, and found a headset.

Thousands of people who had been shielded suddenly jumped out of a message to inform them before plugging into their ears.

Crouching tigers and hiding dragons in the summer camp, it was only a few days after the camp was opened, and some competitors have already made an anonymous forum.

Lao Wan felt that this was a very encouraging thing. He helped all the members of Aite cheerfully, and also made the team leaders responsible for the promotion. He quickly passed the address of the temporary forum to every corner where the summer camp members were.

This route is a bit long. Yu Sheng plugged his earphones, looked up at the destination that was separated by seven or eight stations, flipped it through, and clicked on the forum link that had been swiped.

The color scheme of the forum is very simple, with a silver-gray logo and clear functions. After clicking inside, the top is the hot post push, and the sections are divided into nine subjects below, all equipped with instant text chat rooms.

To the greatest extent, it meets the strong needs of the academic bullies to discuss topics anytime, anywhere.

Yu Sheng had regretted seeing the hot posts on the front page of the row of "Full Analysis and Combination of Numbers and Forms, Convinced to Combat", and "High-quality Physics Grove", and was about to quit. The subway suddenly stopped and followed. With a flicker, I inadvertently clicked into the bottom post.

[Only God can enter the world of God, the story that the two big brothers in our group had to tell on August 18]

Yu Shengmei peaked unconsciously.

The title is already very strong. You can know who the post is about at a glance.

It should also be the seven groups of students, but there is nothing malicious, and the posting is divided into the only irrigation area in the forum. As a member of the same group who was repeatedly tortured the young mind, he objectively described the two non-human levels in the eyes of the bystanders.

After the grouping, there is not much intersection between the groups. Many people are passionately asking for details in the following posts. The landlord occasionally came up with a few words of complaint, and quickly put up one building after another.

Yu Sheng glanced at the first few of them, but he couldn't help but turned it down.

...

The statements of these people and the actual situation are obviously not a little bit.

Probably because the main performance of participating in the activity is to sleep. Except for the misunderstanding of the learning **** who is not explained at all, he was once again identified as the more friendly one of the two by his face.

I chatted with the post and said that there was a lot of trouble, and there were still a lot of two anonymous anonymous headshots of pink braids inquiring about his dormitory number.

The dormitory rooms are randomly assigned. Apart from the two of them, Confucius Classmates, who only have a chance to see the water forum, know that a group of people have been discussing lively for a long time, and they have not been picked up by now.

I don't know what to do about it.

Maybe I want to go to the dormitory to discuss learning with him.

Yu Sheng rubbed his neck a little annoyed, and the belief that he couldn't go back was firmer.

The floor below became more and more crooked, and quickly developed into a chat, with everything in a mess. Yu Sheng had no patience after reading a few pages, and was about to quit. His eyes unintentionally swept across the last layer of the page to reply.

[Anonymous: Kunshen’s direct student said that Kunshen was not really so humane. You might not believe it. Kunshen was the best friend of our last friend. 】

Although the camp time is not long, Jin Linkun has basically successfully filled the hatred of the entire summer camp with his stable performance. As soon as this floor came out, it quickly aroused widespread doubt and ridicule.

[Unbelief, Kung Shen Niu is true, and no humanity is also true, unless there is some stimulation, otherwise this kind of humanity will definitely not evolve in a year. 】

[Unbelief + 1, Kunshen's way of chatting is not going to make friends. 】

[Unbelief +2, I really want to chat, I can't really chat. It’s also strange, obviously he is also kind, but he doesn’t dare to talk to him more...]

[It should not be a matter of kindness. I feel that Kangshen has a good temper, but it feels very polite. It's not so proud, just that he either doesn't make friends with people, or doesn't want to make friends at all. 】

[I have a feeling, when he fell asleep at the same table yesterday, he read a book alone. Lao Wan wants to ask him to communicate with us. He just talked to Lao Wan from poetry and poetry to philosophy of life, and forgot to talk about Lao Wan alive...]

...

Yu Sheng turned down one by one.

After a few pages, the immediate student who appeared first appeared again, and posted a photo that was sold immediately after being paid for viewing.

Yu Sheng: "..."

This group of school bullies may indeed be a bit boring.

The follow-up post was very long, and I watched it for a long time without realizing it. The car was almost at the station and the bilingual prompt sounded.

Yu Sheng ignored the paid picture that resembled fishing, put away his phone and stood up, carrying his schoolbag and getting off the car.

Entering the urban area, the surrounding area flourished several times in an instant.

The bus stop back to City A was not far away, Yu Sheng recognized the road and prepared to buy a ticket directly to go home. After passing the empty field under the flyover, suddenly an enticing aroma rushed towards me.

It was just time to go to work, and the bustling line was arranged earlier, which was busy with attracting customers. Most of the people who came to visit were office workers nearby, carrying briefcases, carrying two buns or a steamed bun, and hurried into the towering office building.

Yu Sheng didn't eat in the morning, and his footsteps paused unconsciously. He picked a cart selling pancakes and stopped. He looked at it in the past.

The stall owner was very enthusiastic: "Boy, what to eat? You can put everything, there are chicken chops, fish tofu, Weilong, grilled sausage and ham sausage..."

"It's crispy, two eggs, thank you."

Yu Sheng interrupted him, got out his mobile phone and prepared to pay. WeChat suddenly rang and a message jumped out.

[There used to be a mountain: friend, do you want to have breakfast? 】

The two were WeChat added last night. Jin Linkun insisted on leaving a few more contact details. Yu Sheng was so annoyed that he simply threw the phone over and asked him to add a friend himself.

Unexpectedly, this person actually changed a note.

Yu Sheng looked at the news on the screen and shook his mind briefly.

There used to be a mountain that was the only beginning of the storytelling storytelling of the learned **** who used to speak 140 in Chinese.

In the grammatical decisive battle yesterday, Jin Linkun confronted the vocabulary book that was full of perseverance and discouragement, and told him about hundreds of unrepeatable stories about mountains in the past.

Yu Sheng stood for a while, and was refreshed when asked by the stall owner whether to brush the spicy sauce: "Don't spicy, no coriander."

He picked up his phone and replied: No, don't buy it.

There used to be a mountain:?

Yu Sheng looked up at the bus station not far away.

He can go now. Even if he does not participate in the summer camp for three days, he will automatically quit. There is no need to go back to the A city to make up classes in advance.

The boss moved quickly, and he made a pancake and handed it over.

Yu Sheng took the bag of pancakes, paid for it, and did not leave immediately. Then he opened the post and turned it over.

He was still asleep at the time, and did not know that Wan Yongming came to Jin Linkun to let him communicate more with others.

But he still remembered that Jin Linkun actually wanted to follow the excitement, and also tried to invite him to form a double row, but he was coldly rejected.

Later, he was awakened by the sight he frequently cast and sat up with his arms, the shadow of the people around him stopped in a somewhat blurred vision.

He crossed his arms a little, flipped through the book slowly, and went quietly.

...

Yu Sheng: "Make another one."

He looked at the ingredients: "Grilled sausage, fish tofu, crispbread, chicken cutlet."

The boss hasn't encountered this kind of blank filling material before, and it took a while for him to realize that he wanted these things. He agreed promptly, and he continued to spread out the second one.

Yu Sheng stood by the stall and waited for a while, and then received a message from Kong Jiahe, saying that there are still activities today, and each bedroom sent a notice.

Switch back to the chat interface where there used to be a mountain, and the question mark still stopped on the last line of the screen.

Yu Sheng forwarded the notice, adding: I came out to buy something.

Yu Sheng: Just go back.