Recap
His little friend is no longer afraid of loneliness when he is alone at home.
He also knows that the person who left will definitely come back no matter where they go, even if they only leave for a few days.
The two chatted without any core topics for a while. Jin Linkun was so tired that he finally fell asleep.
Finally chatting to the other person until he fell asleep, Yu Sheng sat with headphones on for a while, then stood up calmly and put the phone next to the pillow.
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Jin Linkun found that Yu Sheng seemed to often forget to hang up the WeChat voice call recently.
Sometimes, when he gets up in the middle of the night to drink water, he will find that his mobile phone is still connected, stubbornly using the last bit of power to flash a small red light for him.
He can also hear the even and shallow breathing on the other end.
Jin Linkun thinks this habit is very good.
While chatting the next day, Jin Linkun pretended to accidentally remind his boyfriend to remember to bring a power bank with him.
Yu Sheng didn’t quite understand why he suddenly said something like this: It’s exam day today, why do I need to bring a power bank?
Jin Linkun thought in his heart that he would not have enough power at night. When he heard him talk about exams, he realised that it was already the final exam for No. 3 High School.
There is great pressure to enter higher education, and the holidays for senior high school students in the province are generally extremely short. Different from the provincial school arrangement, the lessons in No. 3 High School will last until the 25th of the twelfth lunar month, and the final exams are on the 26th and 7th of the twelfth lunar month.
Students go home to celebrate the New Year and go back to school in a week.
Missing home, missing my little friend: It’s okay, what do the teachers want this time?
Yu Sheng was filling the pen with ink, and replied with one hand: It is better to reduce my score, saying that this time the question is difficult, no more than 620.
There is a little more snow this year than last year. Snowflakes started to fall last night. Today, the road has accumulated a thick layer of snow, and the pen ink is frozen and is a bit difficult to write with.
Yu Sheng blew at the pen tip and scratched it twice on the paper, took the phone, and sent the two pictures he took casually on the road of the accumulated snow.
Missing home, missing my little friend: Is it snowing? Is it cold?
Missing home, missing my little friend: remember to wear more clothes and bring a hot water bottle when you go out. Are the garlic sprouts still okay?
Yu Sheng: Not cold, it’s pretty warm. The garlic sprouts are delicious.
Once in the morning, once in the evening, Yu Sheng was already annoyed by his nagging. He should wear more clothes, more clothes and bring a hot water bottle, bring a hot water bottle. He didn’t know how to write the word “cold” at all.
The topic soon turned to the garlic sprouts. Yu Sheng clicked on the two photos and looked at them. He cropped and trimmed the corners. Remembering what Duan Lei and the others often said, he added a filter and posted it again.
Jin Linkun looked at the white glowing filter, and he finally understood why the child suddenly sent him a photo: it looks good, so beautiful.
Missing home, missing my little friend: Look at this tree. The snow accumulated on it creates a sharp contrast with the old bark with deep ravines, giving people a strong visual experience.
Yu Sheng: “…”
Jin Linkun is still free to express himself: the trash can in the second picture is in the corner of the whole picture, contrasting with the whiteness and purity of the snow…
Yu Sheng: Accept it.
Yu Sheng: The first sentence is enough.
Jin Linkun still has more to say: It’s not enough, there’s still more to praise.
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They found that the top student in the school had been fiddling with their mobile phones since they sat down. For half of the examination room, they didn’t even bother to review, so they gathered together to discuss whether there were some unknown review secrets on Yu Sheng’s mobile phone.
They are extremely curious.
“Will it be the best, most exclusive review material?”
The people in the first examination room cannot move from their original seating arrangements, however, many of them were familiar with each other. They gathered in the corner to discuss: “Maybe it’s a lucky charm, the kind that makes your mind clear up when you look at it.”
The monitor of Class 1 agreed: “Maybe. I heard that Class 7 now has an independent prep-before-exams lucky prayer.”
Some people don’t understand: “How can this thing be independent?”
Class 1 monitor: “Only Class 7 can understand it, so only Class 7 can use it, and it’s said to be very effective.”
For example, “Teacher Jin’s charm”, “Sheng-ge’s original alarm, 100% effective”, “Lao He’s nagging version of white noise to aid sleep, power-saving version, only 1 hour and 45 minutes long”.
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A group of people didn’t understand it but they nodded in agreement: “It’s awesome…”
As the core of the discussion, Yu Sheng was not aware of what others were talking about in the examination room.
The student committee and Yang Fan were both in the first examination room. Taking advantage of the final moment, they came over and asked a few questions against the clock.
After Yu Sheng finished explaining one by one, he looked at his watch and took the time to ask a person who has lots of experience reducing their own scores: How do you usually lower your own score?
The attempt in the last midterm exam was unsuccessful, and Yu Sheng’s results were still a bit too conspicuous, causing their principal to lose face in front of the provincial school principal.
Although he couldn’t understand why the two principals even wanted to compete on the matter of “the students in our school are more skilled than you in terms of lowering our scores”, Yu Sheng still planned to make a symbolic effort.
Jin Linkun thought for a while: It’s easy. Multiple choice answer sheets.
He has quite a lot of experience in this and shared it with Yu Sheng: Calculate how many points you need to deduct while ensuring that the major questions are correct. Divide by the score of a single multiple-choice question, and then leave those questions blank, and the error will not exceed five points.
Yu Sheng thought it made sense and took a screenshot to see if he could remember it and put it into practice.
The phone was on and the screenshot was on.
After being instigated by a group of people for a long time, an innocent classmate took advantage of the opportunity to put things away and passed by Yu Sheng’s mobile phone on the table and was able to get a glimpse of the secret of the number one scorer: “…”
The exam bell rang, Yu Sheng took his school bag to put his things in, and Jin Linkun’s message popped up on the screen again.
Missing home, missing my little friend: the photos are particularly beautiful.
Missing home, missing my little friend: It would be better if there are people in it.
Yu Sheng couldn’t help but smile, turned off his phone, and put it into his schoolbag.
The two-day final exam harvested the hair of many young people.
After finishing the last English test, the usually bustling campus seemed as if it was having a holiday.
Inside Class 7, Duan Lei banged his head on the table: “I’m doubting life.”
Yao Qiang was dying, holding on to the wall and moving into the classroom: “Before entering the examination room, I felt that I was the king of this world.”
“Excuse me, brother.” Their sports committee also held on to the wall and was blocked by Yao Qiang. “It was only when I opened the exam paper did I realise that the country had changed hands.”
Midterms and finals usually complement to each other. One is easy and the other is difficult. Only about 60% of the test questions this time are foundational, and the rest are all advanced questions.
The review of No. 3 High School started late. The first round of general review has only just ended. The teachers are still laying the foundation for this group of students. The more difficult questions haven’t been taught or reviewed yet, so it’s actually normal if they don’t know how to do it.
Although low scores are inevitable, if the average scores are the same across the board, rankings may not be affected.
“Actually, I understand the reason.”
Facing Lao He’s comfort, the class monitor still leaned on the table and spoke on behalf of the students: “If I don’t display my despair after the exams, if I fail the exams, I can’t explain.”
If you jump up and down after the exam and claim to have done well in the exam, yet you perform abnormally and get a low score, you will lose at least half a semester.
But he left the examination room as if his life was hanging by a thread. If he didn’t do well in the exam, he could be said to have average skills. But if he did well in the exam, he could show off and humbly say to others: “No, no, I’m lucky. I didn’t expect it…”
After taking the exam for almost twelve years, a group of students have long concluded the most suitable way to survive.
“Okay.” Lao He was convinced of the students’ survival methods, “I originally wanted to take you guys to have a snowball fight, are you guys still able to do it?”
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The students whose lives were hanging by a thread jumped up in a second.
The snow was quite heavy to begin with. At first, Duan Lei and the others thought that the snow would have melted away after the exam, so they worried about it all night, but it ended up snowing for two days.
No one went to the playground, and there was a thick layer of snow.
“The biggest snowfall in fifty years.”
The grandpa in the communication room looked kindly and looked at the group of young people trying their best to have fun with his kind eyes. He donated his tricycle: “There are dustpans, basins, and shovels. You can take whatever you need…”
It is said that this grandfather was in the communication room when Lao He was in high school. He couldn’t bear to leave the school building and the children here. After retirement, he came back to make use of his spare time.
The Sports Committee originally brought a group of people and plotted to hit Lao He with a huge snowball. Seeing the battle in front of them, they were so frightened that they could not stand still: “Is it so serious? Why are there shovels?”
Lao He is patient, shovelling the snow and patting him with a smile: “You will know in a moment.”
After a while, the sports committee, who had been lobbying the class for a while, couldn’t help himself. He was overturned and pushed into the snow, and a group of people buried him firmly in the snow.
“Why?” The sports committee couldn’t figure it out. “Aren’t we all allies of the ‘We must let Lao He see how powerful we are this time’ alliance?”
“Yes, but it’s no use.”
The student committee pressed his shoulder: “Do you know the reason behind why a group of villagers who can usurp the throne besides the fact that they have a sense of loyalty to their nation and their determination?”
“…” The sports committee now has a headache after hearing this: “What?”
Yang Fan was there to help hold his waist, hold up his glasses, and secretly pointed out Lao He’s shovel to him: “Pretence.”
When it comes to snowball fights, Lao He, who owns a shovel, is still the undisputed king of Class 7.
The snowball fight was a little tame at first, but after the sports committee was completely buried, the group of people lost their purpose and it turned into a chaotic melee.
The sports committee stood up to take revenge. A group of classmates who had been instigated by Lao He ran around in all directions. Snowballs kept flying out from random directions.
In this atmosphere, it is unclear who had succeeded, even Yu Sheng was hit by the snowballs flying over without an owner.
“It’s not me!”
The class monitor, who was laughing arrogantly just a second ago, now stood behind Yu Sheng, standing up straight: “Who did that? Own up quickly! One person does the work and the other takes responsibility!”
Yu Sheng felt that it didn’t matter who it was, so several snowballs in his hand flew out in quick succession.
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Lao He kept to himself, patted the fresh snow on his hands with a smile, returned to the sidelines and slowly built a snowman.
A group of students quarrelled for a long time before finally lay down on the snow to catch their breath from exhaustion.
“It’s awesome.”
The sports committee was too lazy to pat the snow off his head, so he lay down on the snow, grabbed a handful and threw it into the sky: “I don’t know if I can still play like this after graduation.”
The student committee was just as exhausted, so he collapsed beside him and patted his arm: “That depends on you. If you are willing to be buried again, we will be here at your call.”
The Sports Committee turned around and successfully squeezed out the last bit of energy to throw a snowball at the student Committee.
Everyone was laughing and cheering at the top of their lungs, and the snowfield that had just been quiet suddenly became lively again.
Lao He’s snowman started to take shape, and the students who had no energy to make a fuss were quickly distracted and came to help him together, brainstorming and putting things on the snowman.
“The branches are inserted here, the rocks are set with a row of teeth, and the arms are made of plastic tubes over there.”
Their class monitor took the lead and directed: “Where’s the bucket? Bring it over and put it on his head like a punk-style hat.”
The lifestyle committee nodded and handed over the rusty iron bucket: “It’s a pity that the art students in our class haven’t returned from training yet, otherwise they would have been more artistic.”
The girls who had hairpins and rubber bands in their pockets all contributed, adding more wherever they could, until only two eyes were left untouched.
Yu Sheng rummaged through his schoolbag, took out two chocolate candies that he had not had time to eat, and pressed them on them.
The class monitor carefully admired it for a long time: “Perfect.”
Lao He was originally very happy and planned to build a snowman to show off to his students. Now looking at the snowman modified by these students, he firmly refused to admit it and waved to the director of the Education Department who was watching the fun: “No, no, the children created it themselves…”
The director of the Education Department thought it looked pretty good, so he added a pair of sunglasses to the students’ perfect works and placed them on the snowman’s head in front of the iron bucket hat.
The end of the final exam means that the semester has come to an end, and the teachers who have temporarily ended their professional status look different from usual.
“Are you going to talk about the paper tomorrow?”
After having enough fun, the class monitor finally thought of business and squatted beside the snowman: “The school said they could lend us the classroom for two days, but after all, it’s a holiday and the heating may not be as good as before. Or we can simply change places, such as GuluGulu healthy barbecue buffet, we can study while grilling…”
“I refuse.” Yao Qiang raised his hand in protest, “If I encounter a question that I answer incorrectly, the barbecue will be like roasting my heart.”
The Sports Committee also refused: “If I make too many mistakes, I might not be able to help but grill the paper altogether.”
The lifestyle committee thought it made sense and nodded: “It’s better to go to KTV. If you do well in the exam, just sing to celebrate. If you do poorly in the exam, you can also sing a heartbreaking love song.”
The school committee felt terrible when he thought about that scene: “When Sheng-ge was telling us what blocks the low-altitude westerly airflow in our country, the next door was singing ‘That’s the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau’?”
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They spent a long time discussing each other’s opinions, but there was no result.
Lao He listened with great interest and ended his brief moment of silence for the appearance of the snowman: “How about we go climb Mount Tai? Sitting on the top of Mount Tai, with a panoramic view of all the mountains, the studying session must be very impressive…”
The monitor trembled and decided without hesitation: “No, teacher, we choose a warm and happy classroom.”
But the warm and happy classroom has no heating.
No. 3 High School follows the unified heating system of the education system. At this point, the semester has already come to an end. The teachers are very willing to contribute the little sunshine in the staff dormitory, but there are no power sockets in the classroom.
“Anyway, it’s better than Mount Tai.”
The students in Class 7 were very content and comforted each other: “Remember to bring something warm tomorrow…”
Afraid that Lao He would mention climbing Mount Tai again, a group of people supported each other, packed up the borrowed tools, loaded them into the car, and quickly evacuated the scene.
Yu Sheng didn’t leave in a hurry and adjusted the position of the snowman’s eyes a little more straight.
Just as he was getting ready to go home, he remembered someone’s request to “take photos of someone”, so he took out his phone, took a few photos and sent them to him.
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Jin Linkun was having a heart-to-heart talk with Mr. Jin and Ms. Li.
In previous years, the family wouldn’t go back until the 15th, but this year he wanted to go back early alone. There had to be a suitable reason.
In fact, the reason “I want to make another box of handmade meals and send them to you when I go back” is very sufficient and powerful, and it can almost guarantee that he will be packed up and thrown to the airport by his parents within ten minutes.
But Jin Linkun felt that it was almost time to talk about some things now.
It was rare for Mr. Jin to see his son sitting upright like this. He pushed up his glasses and looked at his extremely serious son: “Have you found someone?”
Jin Linkun nodded, shook his cell phone, his expression was gentle, and he couldn’t hide his pride: “I like someone very much.”
“…”
As parents, they feel that they should be more supportive in this kind of thing. They looked at each other and did not remind their sons about the fact they knew about his changes in his WeChat name: “What kind of person is it? And what do they look like?”
Yu Sheng usually doesn’t like to take photos. Apart from old photos, the only one Jin Linkun has is when he brought his drunken child home.
While flipping through the photo album, a message from his little friend suddenly popped up.
Yu Sheng: Photo.
Yu Sheng: Took a picture of the person.
Yu Sheng: [picture][picture][picture]
Jin Linkun’s eyes lit up, and he couldn’t help smiling anymore. He opened the message and handed it over directly: “Look, it’s him.”
Mr. Jin and Ms. Li held their mobile phones and looked at each other strangely in silence for a while.
Vaguely feeling that something was wrong with his parents’ expressions, Jin Linkun frowned: “Dad—Mom?”
Mr. Jin pushed up his glasses and handed the phone back to him: “You have grown up, and we respect all your choices you make.”
“But.”
Ms. Li clicked on the photo of a snowman with a combination of a steampunk scrap iron bucket and sunglasses and added: “Can you find someone who looks better than this?”
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