The carnival night before the start of school term, they were caught and given free tuition lessons. The group of people led by Duan Lei felt that the person on the opposite end of the video might not be the real Yu Sheng.
Or he was caught by the summer camp and some brutal experiments were carried out on him.
But because Yu Sheng had a reputation for a long time, the group of teenagers who were still holding poker cards and mouse in their hands did not dare to move. They watched him silently, explaining difficult concepts all through the evening.
When Yu Sheng turned off the video and went to bed, everyone seemed to have gained peace of mind.
“To tell the truth.” the 302nd position panted out in tiredness, “When Sheng-ge said he wanted to give us tuition, I actually refused…”
Duan Lei went crazy: “Then you should’ve refused!”
302nd place: “Do I dare? Sheng-ge will throw me out the window tomorrow if I dare say I don’t want to study!”
Boy No. 2 added: “Kicked directly from the diamond rank to bronze because I don’t want to study?”
Boy No. 3 added: “Losing 18 games in a row in Fighting the Landlord, he was the one who helped me rank up all the way to level 2.”
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The last person raised his hand and concluded: “For such small things as learning, I think we can still bear it.”
The students from No. 3 High School comforted each other for a while, clutching the homework that they had finished before they knew it, they went off the assembly line, and fell asleep in a daze with the newly acquired rich knowledge.
Yu Sheng couldn’t hold back, rummaged around on the bed, and found three candies under the pillow.
Pressed under a small sticky note.
After realising that his drawings were even more difficult to recognize than his cursive handwriting, Jin Linkun bid farewell to the meticulous drawing method and returned to simple and easy-to-understand stick strokes, and drew him a big smiling face on the sticky note.
There are also neatly written lines of characters below.
——”Sleep well, little friend. You must have a happy dream.”
Yu Sheng took the sticky note, read it several times, the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch up, and he pressed it back under the pillow again.
How can this man be so possessive…
Even wanting to control his dreams.
He doesn’t know if it’s because Jin Linkun, who has to take control of his everything, Yu Sheng fell asleep not long after, and he really didn’t have those messy dreams again.
He only dreamed that he ate too many sweets, his teeth hurt so badly that he couldn’t speak, and his face was swollen like a steamed bun.
Yu Sheng, who woke up in the morning, felt that this was a sign of fate. The hand touching the candy hesitated for a few seconds, then put all the candy back, leaving only one in his pocket.
The reason he returned to school is mainly to distribute books and collect homework, plus listen to the announcement of the next semester’s schedule.
He is officially in his third year of high school, and suddenly he felt the pressure of entering a higher grade. The atmosphere doesn’t seem to have changed much, yet it seems that there is invisible pressure everywhere.
The entire third floor was covered with all kinds of motivating slogans. There were quite a few people wandering in the corridors, and last year’s honour roll was posted on the bulletin board at the corner of the stairs. The bright red characters were very eye-catching.
Yu Sheng went upstairs with his schoolbag and found the classroom, where most of the people were already seated.
As soon as Duan Lei saw him, he rushed over worriedly: “Sheng-ge! Come, sit down first…”
Before he had time to react, Yu Sheng had already been dragged to sit down by him, and he circled him carefully twice.
Yu Sheng was a little puzzled, and asked the boys in the front row: “Yao Qiang, what is he doing?”
Yao Qiang was the 302 who were lucky enough to escape the make-up class. A group of them were tutored by Yu Sheng in the middle of the night yesterday, and they had almost all finished their homework.
After being named, Yao Qiang immediately turned back and sold the well-intentioned Duan Lei without hesitation: “Leizi is looking for stitches to see if you have been implanted with a chip.”
“…”
Duan Lei, who was carried back to his seat, protected his head and couldn’t help but worry: “I’m really worried! How can you be so disrespectful? God knows what that summer camp did to Sheng-ge!”
Yao Qiang patted him: “To tell you the truth, listening to Sheng-ge’s lecture is already the most loyal thing we can do.”
The few boys in front who were too idle turned their heads to express their agreement.
Duan Lei searched around, but couldn’t find anyone who was on the same page as him, so he took out his phone alone, and continued to look up a hundred ways to exorcise the evil spirit.
In the third year of high school, for the convenience of small pop quizzes popping up at any time, the seats became single tables. Yu Sheng picked a seat by the window, sat there for a while, and then took out his phone to look at it.
He was actually a little worried.
Even though Jin Linkun promised him several times that he would get along well with the teachers and classmates in his new class, Yu Sheng still couldn’t help but check his phone every once in a while to see if there was any important news that he missed.
But the person who was worried seemed obviously not conscious of this, and was still swiping the screen one after another in an abnormal manner, leaving him no intel at all.
Once upon a time there was a mountain: I saw our principal, and his hair was quite thick.
Once upon a time there was a mountain: it seems to be raining. I seem to remember my garlic seedlings were placed by the window, I don’t know if they can hold on.
Once upon a time there was a mountain: the wind seems to be quite strong, are the windows closed at home?
Once upon a time, there was a mountain: I ate a good Roujiamo* this morning, it is in our back street, and I will take you to eat it tomorrow.
*(
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Sentences didn’t quite match each other, and they jumped out in a mess without any logic, but he obviously seemed to be in a good mood.
Yu Sheng doesn’t know how this person wanted to grow a completely unpeeled garlic in water, and how he still had the confidence to expect it to grow garlic sprouts.
Yu Sheng handed in the application form for day-study and received the book list. Holding the mobile phone in one hand, he was distracted listening to the class teacher He Jianguo talking about the next arrangement on the podium, and found a few words in the middle of the message to reply to him.
His gaze swept over the last two messages, his fingertips paused unconsciously, and he didn’t immediately type a reply.
How could someone… could be so familiar with him.
As if his home was his as well.
The other side didn’t send any more messages for a while, Yu Sheng sat holding the phone for a while, edited several replies that told him to sober up, finally deleted them all, and typed the keyboard again.
Yu Sheng: It’s closed.
Yu Sheng: Why do you have so many things after packing all night?
Jin Linkun himself didn’t know why there were so many things.
When he came to the summer camp, he brought a lot of luggage, but it didn’t reach this level. He went out with Yu Sheng and walked around the street a few times, and he didn’t know why he added a bunch of things here and there, but he didn’t want to throw any of them away.
Especially the small sky-blue electronic organ, which he specially found a pretty wooden box to pack, but Yu Sheng didn’t recognize it when he rummaged through the suitcase at first.
The purpose of leaving the luggage is to make his boyfriend feel at ease. Jin Linkun did not expect that Yu Sheng would really spend the whole night tidying it up, so he couldn’t help but blame himself: Is it all packed? I didn’t want you to be in such a hurry.
Yu Sheng said in his heart that if you hadn’t hidden candy in the suitcase, of course there would be no need to clean up the whole suitcase overnight.
He also deliberately took the empty suitcase to the living room, and patted it down for a long time.
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As a result, three candies poured out.
He was doing two things at once, listening to the teacher on the stage while sending a message. He pressed send and realised that something was wrong. He was two seconds late in withdrawing, and Jin Linkun had already finished reading it.
Yu Sheng felt that he could feel the smugness on the other side through the mobile phone. Seeing the prompt “the other party is replying”, he simply typed it: shut up.
The other party shut up cooperatively for three seconds, and continued to send him messages quickly.
Once upon a time there was a mountain: Friend.
Once upon a time there was a mountain: Little friend.
Once upon a time there was a mountain: Little boyfriend.
The phone buzzed non-stop, and Yu Sheng interrupted in time before he continued to add words: What are you doing?
Even though he was swiping the screen quickly just now, this person calmed down again, and it took a while before a new reply popped up.
Once upon a time there was a mountain: I want to hug you.
There is a temple in the mountains*: found all the sugar?
*(children folktale(《三个和尚》): 从前有座山(once upon a time there was a mountain)，山上有座庙(there is a temple in the mountains)，庙里有个老和尚(there is an old monk in the temple)，老和尚的身边有三个和尚(old monk has 3 disciples)——顽皮的小和尚(playful monk)、贪吃的胖和尚和匆忙的瘦和尚(gluttonous, fat monk and anxious, skinny monk)，老和尚在给三个和尚讲故事(old monk was telling the 3 disciples a story)，故事是这样的(story goes like this)：一个和尚挑水吃(one monk scoop up the water)，两个和尚抬水吃(2 monks carry the water)，三个和尚没水吃(3 monks have no water)。)
It was the first time he saw someone chatting and changing their WeChat name the next second. Jin Linkun’s chest, which was a little stuffy just now, sped up, and he unconsciously grabbed his phone.
For some reason, he suddenly felt that the phone seemed a little hot.
In fact, it seemed that it was not as difficult as Yu Sheng imagined. Find some people to give tuition to, eat two candies, and sleep with a sticky note on his pillow. Overall, he had a good time last night.
Yu Sheng put down the phone and clenched his free hands slightly.
The mobilisation work* for the third year of high school is coming to an end. The head teacher is on the stage, patiently educating them: “Now is the third year of high school, the most important year. The school will also strictly enforce the rigorous style of teaching and studying. Everything is focused on learning, and everything is for the college entrance examination.”
*(work done by teachers to promote/send a certain message to the students.)
Lao He, the head teacher who teaches Chinese and has always had a good relationship with his class. He has helped the students in the class persevere many times, and is familiar with all kinds of habits among this group of students: “Students who have not secured a long-term or short-term stable school position should try to persist until graduation from the third year of high school. If you have already secured it, try not to be too ostentatious. Everyone supervises and covers each other, and puts your mind on your studies. This year can’t be delayed…”
The class is counting the list of boarding students and day students. Most of them are listed as boarding students.
The dormitory for the third year of senior high school is specially divided, and the dormitory conditions and environment are much better than those of the first and second year of senior high school, but the number is limited. The school only counts this time, and those who decide to go to school will not be divided into dormitories. Unless someone checks out later, there is basically no chance to go back on their word.
Yu Sheng put down his mobile phone, took the form that was passed over, ticked the column of day-to-day reading, paused the tip of the pen, and subconsciously traced it twice.
Duan Lei saw that he had sent messages for a long time, and now he saw Yu Sheng was lost in his thoughts, so he couldn’t help poking over: “Sheng-ge, Sheng-ge?”
He still couldn’t help worrying, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he lowered his voice: “Did they send someone to follow you? That kind of particularly cold man in black, who lives in your house and makes you study hard every day… “
When Yu Sheng was asked by him, he raised the tip of his pen, couldn’t help but smile slightly, and nodded: “…Yes.”
Duan Lei was even more frightened: “???”
Yu Sheng handed him the list, stretched his arms, picked up his phone and replied: I don’t know, how much did you hide?
Jin Linkun was very involved in the drama, and still insisted on his own statement: it wasn’t hidden, it fell from the hole in my pocket.
The corners of Yu Sheng’s mouth curled up unconsciously, and he followed him to chat: Okay, how much did you dropped?
The phone vibrated twice, and the message from the other end came back quickly.
There is a maths problem in the temple: It is known that I received forty-eight candies, dropped eleven in the kitchen, nineteen in the bedroom, three in the suitcase, and twelve in the living room.
There is a maths problem in the temple: I am eating the third candy now, and there is only a little left to finish.
There is a maths question in the temple: I have a question. Can I pick up my little friend later? Can I go home with him later?
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Update: 2 days later~
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- Completed
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- Dropped
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- I opened a safe house in the Infinite Stream
- Notices
- Ongoing
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