Recap
Jin Linkun couldn’t help but knead his hair for a while, and was about to take his hand away. The leader of No. 3 High School had already finished the last bit of milk. He put down the paper cup and raised his head with a circle of milk foam around his mouth: “Do I look like someone who beats people up a lot?”
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Jin Linkun: “…”
Yu Sheng: “…”
Yu Sheng: “Why are you moving back?”
This incident did not make it into the second book Jin Linkun wrote on how to avoid getting beaten up by your boyfriend
Because his child suddenly remembered his character settings in the midst of beating him, he retracted his hand and was quickly hugged into his arms, Jin Linkun lowered his head and kissed the foam at the corner of his lips.
“You do not look like that at all.”
Jin Linkun lowered his head and weighed his options carefully, then touched the other corner of Yu Sheng’s lips: “My boyfriend never beats me, even if he does, he always only hits me gently.”
Yu Sheng was tightly held in his arms. He raised his hand halfway, but was restrained by his character settings and had to put his hand down: “…”
He felt like this man’s answer has some hidden meaning behind it.
No one usually comes to the activity room, and the surveillance camera has long been covered by a group of students who come in often to play cards and have a meal. However, the door is not locked after all, and it is still a bit dangerous to huddle together in such an empty classroom.
Jin Linkun tasted the milk on the corner of his little friend’s mouth, let him go, and touched his hair: “How many days off will you have after the exam? Do you have any plans?”
“Three days.” Yu Sheng walked to the door and said, “Duan Lei and the others said they would go out to indulge and have fun after the exam. Lao He said he will provide the funds with those unused for the coming-of-age ceremony. The specific destination has not yet been decided.”
Although studying hard is a long-term goal with the college entrance examination as an end goal, as a student, they will always uncontrollably relax and fall into a carefree, let-loose state after each exam.
Then this short-lived joy will end with the next review paper, and finally be completely destroyed in the release of results.
What goes around comes around.
The students in Class 7 are hanging around studying for the midterm exam. Everyone is eager to go out after the exam and let their souls be free after they let loose the shackles of studying.
Jin Linkun calculated the time in his mind: “Next Thursday? Our school is on holiday during that time…”
He stopped mid-sentence, touched the tip of his nose, and coughed lightly in front of Yu Sheng’s intent gaze: “Really.”
Yu Sheng looked away, lowered his head and pulled out his phone, and looked at the provincial school class schedule.
There were too many occasions when this person was also “on holiday”. There was some home-school joint construction day last Wednesday. He originally planned to help clean up the class and then head back, but then he saw that familiar black shirt among a group of parents.
Later, when Yu Sheng went back to his class to take a nap, he found out that their school had a test that day and they were required to take three sets of difficult simulation papers for the college entrance examination in mathematics.
The principal of the No. 3 High School would come over to fight whenever he had nothing to do. Almost all the teachers at the provincial school department knows Yu Sheng, and sometimes they would chat with the darling little sprout from the school next door.
That day, after Yu Sheng took a nap and was about to go back to class, he was quietly stopped by Jin Linkun’s class teacher: “Can you help me tell student Jin that if he has something on, he can just ask for a leave and bring the test questions back home to do it. He doesn’t have to complete three sets of papers in one go. It can cause unnecessary psychological and mental stimulation to other students…”
This time Jin Linkun didn’t tell lies with his eyes open.
The finals of their school’s art performance were on Thursday and Friday, and Jin Linkun’s class happened to be selected to be the audience. The senior high school students were not strict and could slip out with a leave of absence.
Yu Sheng still didn’t know where this group of people were going to have fun. He estimated that it was just an Internet cafe or a KTV. Jin Linkun had already become familiar with the Class 7, so inviting him wouldn’t be a problem.
If he takes this person to an Internet cafe, he might be able to help Yao Qiang and the others completely kick their gaming addiction.
They’ll never want to touch the keyboard again.
His little friend seemed to be very talkative today. Jin Linkun was very happy and moved closer to him: “Can you take me with you?”
Yu Sheng finished dissecting the chicken wing: “I will take you, and you will bring your three sets of maths papers along with you.”
Jin Linkun is very open, and he doesn’t mind studying with his boyfriend on various occasions. He smiled and said, “Okay, I can also bring a headlamp.”
Yu Sheng raised his head and glanced at Jin Linkun.
In fact, he didn’t want to go out with Duan Lei and the others. He had planned to take classes for a month and his review progress is still mediocre. It’s rare to take a break, it’s just the perfect time to immerse himself in practising some problem-solving questions, and work on the questions day and night for two days.
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But this seems good too.
He doesn’t know when it started, but it seemed like anything involving Jin Linkun was suddenly highlighted in red and bold, and became something inexplicably worth looking forward to.
Jin Linkun was imitating him in dissecting the last chicken wing, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the curve at the corner of Yu Sheng’s mouth: “What are you smiling at?”
“It’s nothing.” Yu Sheng smiled, took the chopsticks in his hand, and neatly removed the bones from the wing, “Open your mouth.”
Jin Linkun was still studying why his child’s hands were so beautiful. When he heard his words, he subconsciously opened his mouth, and Yu Sheng stuffed a whole boneless chicken wing into his mouth.
“No headlamps allowed.”
The students in Class 7 had not seen many academically inclined students. Yu Sheng really didn’t want to leave too deep a shadow on a group of innocent classmates, so he got up to pack his things and reminded him: “You can take that little electronic keyboard with you.”
Jin Linkun: “…”
His boyfriend’s memory was so good that he has a headache. Jin Linkun cleared his throat and started to help him: “Sure, I can bring it, but I still prefer to play it when we are alone…”
Two people were packing up close together. Jin Linkun turned his face and wanted to make another appeal to make Yu Sheng forget about this matter. Before he could speak, Yu Sheng turned his head as he was about to talk to him.
Suddenly, a gentle softness and warmth touched his lips.
Yu Sheng crumpled the paper cup into a ball, threw it backhand into the trash can in the corner of the classroom without even looking, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
The door was locked by Yu Sheng just now. Jin Linkun looked up and tried to hold his wrist, lowered his head and touched the corner of his little friend’s mouth gently.
Yu Sheng did not avoid it.
The curtains were drawn to only a slit, and the lukewarm afternoon sunlight squeezed in, casting a small bright streak.
Yu Sheng fumbled and grasped his hand, raised his head, and caught the kiss that fell on his face.
He thought to himself: As long as I’m with this person, I can go anywhere.
The midterm exam came as scheduled.
Except for innocent Class 1, who was regarded as the public enemy number 1 by Class 7, the other classes couldn’t understand why Class 7 was so looking forward to the exam. Someone in the same examination room couldn’t help but ask: “What’s going on? Will you guys be paid for each exam?”
Duan Lei stood firm and had high morale. He sat in his seat and concentrated on reading: “There are treasures to be found in books. Do you have any ambitions?”
The unambitious male classmate: “…”
Yu Sheng did well in the last exam. He was sitting at the front of the first examination room, sipping soy milk and fiddling with his mobile phone under the table with one hand, chatting with Jin Linkun.
There were quite a few students in the examination room, especially those at the back of the first examination room, who were trembling and flipping through books desperately, trying to memorise a few more ancient Chinese sentences and poems to fill in the blanks.
“Have you heard?” The person behind him lowered his voice, “The results this time are also ranked. It is said that all the scores will be released over the weekend.”
The Class 1 student next to him was worried: “What should I do? If our class’ average English score is really lower than Class 7, will the class teacher go bald?”
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Yu Sheng rested his arms on his head and read the messages Jin Linkun sent him.
Reversing the car into the garage: How is it, are you nervous?
Reversing the car into the garage: There are many schools that have their eyes focused on the results recently, and the teacher asked me to lower my score.
Reversing the car into the garage: Our examination room is currently discussing whether they can apply to let me go to the last row to do the paper. After I finish my paper, I can just leave quietly…
The two schools probably are in some sort of intimate relationship. Their recent activities have been quite synchronised, and even the midterm exams are scheduled on the same day.
Jin Linkun is also preparing for the exam. His classmates were severely shocked by their recent exposure of the god of learning’s true strength. Although they had accepted that this person’s brain had probably been altered by aliens, they still didn’t want to be in the same exam hall as him.
When Yu Sheng read the news, he couldn’t help but smile and lowered his head to type on his phone.
-Nervous.
-This is my first time trying to lower my scores on the test, so I have no experience.
-If I lower it by fifty points, will there be any rewards?
No one in the two examination rooms knew about this fateful conversation, and there was still a tense and serious atmosphere in the exam hall. They raced against time to use any single second they could use to study hard.
The midterm exam is an internal test, and every school will try to get the top scorers to lower their scores. On the one hand, they should guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and strictly judge the academic strength of each student. On the other hand, they should also reduce the attention of other schools, try to be underestimated by their opponents, and prepare for the competition for the city’s number one and the province’s number one.
This is the first time that No. 3 High School has such an opportunity to be told to remain low-key. The teachers are very excited. They have agreed to give him a lower score in this exam, but they will also need his help and cooperation.
Jin Linkun quickly sent a message back: There is.
Reversing the car into the garage: You can do it, little friend! Don’t be nervous and just perform normally.
Reversing the car into the garage: Any rewards you want.
It was quite an ordinary piece of message cheering him on but Yu Sheng held his phone and stared at it for a while.
The preparation bell for the exam rang, and a group of people packed up their school bags and handed them in to prepare for the exam amidst a cry of mourning. Yu Sheng took the time to reply to two messages, stuffed his phone back into his school bag, and put them both in front of him.
The exam hall was very quiet. The invigilator carefully walked around the hall vigilantly, and there was a slight scratching sound of the pen tip on the paper.
Yu Sheng scanned the passage of the article he was reading, and the pen in his hand gently turned in a circle, and then settled between his fingers.
…Any rewards you want.
The difficulty of the independent test paper of No. 3 High School is much worse than that of the Eight-School Joint Entrance Examination. Yu Sheng had been accustomed to solving difficult questions recently, and was almost a little uncomfortable when he suddenly returned to this difficulty. He answered the questions carefully from beginning to end.
The rewards he wanted came back into his thoughts, and the short-term goal note he handed in at that time finally came to mind.
Yu Sheng finished writing the last answer in the answer sheet and placed it on the corner of the table. The tip of his pen made two gentle strokes on the paper.
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The two-day midterm exam ended in a blink of an eye.
No matter how simple the paper is, there will be some people who are happy and others who are sad. The students in Class 7 usually don’t study well and often rely on their intuition during the exam. As a result, they always feel sad. However, this time, they finally got a certain degree of confidence in certain subjects, yet they didn’t expect that it would be even sadder to know clearly which questions they got wrong.
“It turns out that I wouldn’t feel this way if I don’t know how many questions I don’t know how to do in this paper.”
Duan Lei pressed his chest: “I can even clearly feel the scores slipping away from my hands one by one, and hear the sound of them being wasted…”
“I tried my best.” The class leader was lying on the desk, dying, “Sports Committee, come, let’s discuss where we should go after this.”
The Sports Committee regretted it and beat his chest: “How could I have gotten this question wrong? I obviously got this question wrong last time…”
Yu Sheng did not participate in everyone’s discussion.
As soon as the exam was over, the teachers graded his paper first. Yu Sheng finished his evening self-study and was about to go home when he was called to the office.
“Didn’t you agree to lower your score?” The principal made a bet with the principal next door and came down specially to inspect. He held the paper and was heartbroken, “Why is the English score still 130?”
The head of English really had no choice: “Because English composition only has twenty-five points in total…”
Yu Sheng originally wanted to stop answering the questions, but he accidentally got distracted during the exam and the difficulty of the questions was low. By the time he regained his composure, he had already filled up the answer sheet.
He didn’t bring an eraser.
A group of teachers were worried about the papers. In the end, they could only do their best to brainstorm countermeasures on both the Chinese papers and comprehensive essays, and barely managed to get together, and managed to lower it by fifty points.
Jin Linkun came to pick up his child and helped them considerately: “It’s okay. It doesn’t matter the first time. You’ll get used to it if you do it a few more times…”
Yu Sheng quickly covered his mouth with quick eyes and hands, and quickly dragged him out of the office amidst the murderous aura of the teachers going bald looking for points to deduct.
The days are short in winter, and the light of sunset is already streaming in from the corridor. The two people quickly went down the stairs and reached the second floor before stopping for a moment to catch their breath.
The day students have all left school, and the boarding students are studying until late night. The corridors are empty, not even a soul is in sight.
Jin Linkun’s cell phone rang for a while, and he was looking down at the text messages the director of their education department had sent him, such as “Be caring but don’t spoil” and “Pay attention and have strict requirements”, when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder by Yu Sheng: “Ge, Look out the window.”
He didn’t pay attention and glanced out the window: “What-“
His wrist was held at the moment when he was distracted, and the young man pushed his shoulder lightly against a wall and cornered him.
Jin Linkun’s movements paused.
The two of them were a little too close, and tiny electric currents crackled down his back, almost clearing all the thoughts in his mind in an instant.
“Tutor.” Yu Sheng’s ears were also burning, “Two months are almost here.”
He learned a new trick from the group of people in the class, but he didn’t expect that this person actually fell into the trap and actually looked out when he was told to.
The short-term plan he wrote down seems to only have half a month left, and it has not been realised yet. Yu Sheng leaned against his shoulder, paused for a while, and then continued: “When will you teach me how to do Subject 2? Do you have any plans?”
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