Recap
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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The son has grown up, and of course he has the right to choose the person he likes.
As parents, they don’t intend to interfere too much, but they still hope that their son can find someone who is not so cold and easy to change.
It would be better if they could look better.
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Jin Linkun pressed a hand against his forehead and felt that his parents’ expectations might be a bit low.
There is not even a requirement for his partner to even be alive.
Mr. Jin was kinder than Ms. Li. He smiled and took the initiative to pat his son on the shoulder: “There is something I didn’t tell you. In fact, we didn’t save your user in WeChat.”
Jin Linkun knew about this, because he didn’t have a name on his parents’ WeChat, so every time he chatted with them, the first thing he did was to take the initiative to identify himself.
For a period of time, Ms. Li kept receiving fraudulent calls saying, “I am your son. I don’t have money to eat and I need 200 yuan.” The process of self-identification became very cumbersome every time at the beginning of their family chat.
Praise each other sincerely for at least ten minutes, or send each other a red envelope first.
But this is obviously not what Mr. Jin wants to talk about.
Looking at his son who was still deep in thought, Mr. Jin handed the phone to him very kindly: “We didn’t save your name, so after we discovered your habit of keeping a diary with your WeChat names, we often couldn’t help but take a look.”
Jin Linkun: “…”
Mr. Jin added insult to injury: “Is it a diary?”
All through the end of the heart-to-heart talk, Jin Linkun was still reflecting on the possible impact of love on a person’s mental health.
Not knowing what big thing happened at his boyfriend’s family, Yu Sheng was busy all night. Taking advantage of his fresh memory, he roughly sorted out the key points covered in the final exam.
The foundation of their class is too weak. Regardless of the difficulty of the exam, their review cannot be rushed. Their foundation must solidify first.
As for how far it can be raised, it will be determined according to their subsequent progress.
They had just finished the exam and the Chinese New Year was coming soon. Even though it was already midnight, the chat group of Class 7 was still very lively.
Yao Qiang: Brothers, there is something I must share.
Yao Qiang: After seeing me sitting at the desk and studying, my mother was so happy that she just gave me a rock candy elbow*.
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Duan Lei: This trick is really useful! Just now, I got my New Year’s money behind my desk, and my dad said he would give it to me again during the New Year!
School Committee: Congratulations everyone. I just came back from making dumplings. When she heard that I was going to study, my mother snatched my rolling pin without hesitation.
In the midst of the good news, a message popped up from the Sports Committee: So why was it that when I sat upright at the desk and said I wanted to study, my mother immediately picked up the broom and asked me how badly I did in the exams this time??
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Some are happy and some are sad.
None of this group of people had any time to spare. They were immersed in doing the practice papers while chatting all over the place.
After Yu Sheng finished the practice papers for the first subject, he took his phone and looked at the news. He can really feel the atmosphere of the New Year.
He had never felt much about the Chinese New Year. His most vivid impression was of the tinkling firecrackers all night long. After the ban on setting off firecrackers in the city in the past two years, his sleep was much more peaceful than before.
Many people in the class received rewards in advance for their good performance this semester, and generously handed out red envelopes in the group.
The Sports Committee kept in mind the lessons learned on 11.11 and claimed that he would never grab red envelopes again. In the end, he couldn’t stand the increasingly enticing atmosphere and grabbed several red envelopes.
The lifestyle committee’s sharp eyes saw a familiar avatar called “WeChat is risky, please be careful when changing your name” and he also joined the crowd of people grabbing red envelopes: Teacher Jin, when will you come back?
Jin Linkun: Soon, how is everyone doing recently?
Sports Committee: We’re okay, we went to play in the snow after the exam, and we built a snowman! Do you want to see it?
Jin Linkun: ……
Jin Linkun: No, thank you.
Jin Linkun: Thank you Snowman too:)
Sports Committee: ?
Realizing that there might be some unspeakable story between their teacher Jin and this snowman, the discussion thoughtfully did not stay on this topic for a long time.
Yu Sheng has been inactive in the group all year round. People in Class 7 have always suspected that he doesn’t read the group chat at all. Soon because of Jin Linkun’s appearance, they began to discuss things about Yu Sheng.
Duan Lei: We are relieved to see you back. Teacher Jin, Class 7 students miss you a lot.
Yao Qiang: Class 7 misses you. Sheng-ge probably won’t admit it, but he misses you too.
Sports Committee: To be honest, I think Sheng-ge has lost weight recently.
School Committee: Maybe it’s because he missed you.
Class Monitor: Maybe it’s because Sheng-ge hasn’t had any snacks recently.
Just after the message was sent out, within a few seconds, the class committee quickly disappeared from the class group.
The lifestyle committee was startled and hugged Lao He tightly: Sheng-ge is the admin of the group? When did this happen??
Duan Lei helped him recall: When our class group was created, Lao He’s cell phone ran out of battery, and he happened to have confiscated Sheng-ge’s cell phone…
In principle, mobile phones are not allowed in No. 3 High School. Although they cannot control them, the teachers will still take them away symbolically.
So at that time, the lone wolf school bully who was not familiar with his new classmates of Class 7 and usually only slept on the table and played with his mobile phone discovered that there was an extra group on his mobile phone after his teacher confiscated his mobile phone and then returned it.
It should be for the purpose of forming a group and adding another classmate.
Yu Sheng, the leader of the group, has been hiding his merit and fame for more than a year, and he was very majestic when he first took action.
The rest of the students immediately shut up and no one said anything they shouldn’t say to Teacher Jin. They loudly recited ancient poems that are essential for Chinese language in the group.
After a make-up lesson the next day, the class committee members who had the misfortune to fall out of the group finally returned to the embrace of the class.
“I know I was wrong.”
The class monitor held the hot soy milk that Lao He bought for everyone, trembling and covering his hands: “Be careful in the future.”
School Committee: “Be careful not to talk nonsense.”
Sports Committee: “Before you talk nonsense, let’s see if Sheng-ge is asleep first.”
After summarizing their experiences, everyone sat down and took out the neatly bound papers that had been completed the previous night.
They didn’t feel good after the exam. Even if they got the answers right, they found that there were still a lot of things that were only correct because of intuition.
Calculating the total scores, most people improved slightly compared to the midterm.
This year has passed, and there is really only half a year left in high school, and everyone has already developed a sense of urgency.
Lao He also participated in the students’ spontaneous study sessions. He sat in the corner with a smile while holding a thermos bottle. When he saw whoever had finished drinking the soy milk in his hand, he would get another glass.
In the cold classroom, the soy milk was steaming with pale white steam, curling up in front of the eyes of a group of students who were still young.
Everyone has the right to chase their dreams.
Everyone also has the right to work a little harder, give their best.
It was more difficult to teach than it is to do the papers. The explanations for the papers were originally scheduled to be finished in two days, but because teachers from several subjects rushed back after hearing the news, they were postponed for another day.
The teachers of No. 3 High School usually have to beg students to study. It is rare that they encounter students who take the initiative and don’t care about sacrificing two days of rest.
“What even is a holiday? Take out your papers!”
Their history teacher just came from home, took off his down jacket, rolled up his sleeves and stood on the podium, “Say, which question do you not know how to do?”
The sports committee was horrified and asked the school committee to complain: “Brother, I feel like the teachers want to open my brain and stuff knowledge directly into it.”
The school committee shook his head: “Brother, teachers are not so crazy.”
The Sports Committee breathed a sigh of relief: “Is it an illusion? That’s good, that’s good…”
School Committee: “Teachers are teaching the Basic Law. You must first pour out the water from your brain before you can stuff the knowledge into it.”
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The extensive make-up lessons continued until the evening of the third day.
The teacher, who they usually think is quite fierce, teaches everything in detail. He does not lose patience at all because of the weak foundation of these students and their slow comprehension. He teaches tirelessly over and over again.
Before leaving, he deliberately wrote down his cell phone information on the blackboard, and repeatedly told the students to ask any questions they had. They could just send text messages or make phone calls. They must not be afraid.
In their senior year of high school, it seems that there are few things left that are more important than their sprint for the college entrance examination.
“I think of the ground floor of my apartment.”
The Sports Committee and others followed the class monitor out to see off the teachers. They watched several teachers riding bicycles into the night: “There are several senior high school students in our area. At first, I thought it was quiet in the morning, but later I found out that the adults downstairs had discussed and said not to make any noise. They all tiptoe when they go to work.”
A life committee who passed the exam for a year said: “There were volunteers during the college entrance examination, and there were also people who helped to drive us there, yet the cars didn’t even honk once.”
The class monitor took a deep breath and rubbed his hair: “It just… seems like I can learn a little more.”
Slowly, many things around them seemed to start to make sense and they felt a sense of warmth.
Even boring knowledge and cold grades cannot hide the quiet and ubiquitous tenderness.
After correcting all the papers and saving a thick pile of notes, everyone finally left school and went home.
Yu Sheng climbed over the back wall and met Lao He who was breathing into his hands.
“There are too many bags, and your wife has to ask me to deliver them out.”
Lao He handed him a rather ordinary-looking aluminum lunch box and explained with a smile: “Pork and corn filling, are you used to it?”
Yu Sheng has never cared much about Chinese New Year customs, and has never eaten dumplings in a hurry: “Teacher.”
“Try it once.” Lao He pointed at the lunch box, “Both of them said that my stuffing is some kind of poison. It’s up to you to prove it.”
Lao He’s tone was serious. Yu Sheng took the lunch box, stood for a while, and nodded.
He actually knew why Lao He confiscated his mobile phone and why he used his mobile phone to create the group.
Just like how he also knew why Lao He had organized the coming-of-age ceremony on that day, why he was there all the time without saying a word when he changed his school application, and why he took the lead in throwing a snowball at him in the snow.
Lao He looked uninterested, but he was actually looking after them all the time.
“Okay, hurry and go home.”
Lao He patted him on the shoulder: “Go home, eat dumplings, and have a good sleep.”
When he returned home, the class chat group was unusually quiet.
Yu Sheng took a closer look and found that the most active people didn’t say much. It was probably because they were forced to work by their families during the New Year’s Eve and didn’t have much time to talk their hearts out.
In their senior year of high school, few things are more important than their preparation for the college entrance examination.
The Chinese New Year will undoubtedly be classified into the category of the few “few things more important than sprinting”.
Even Yang Fan, who usually only cares about studying, made an exception and posted two photos of making dumplings which became a large wontons in his circle of friends.
Yu Sheng heated up the box of dumplings given by Lao He and responded to Jin Linkun’s message, preparing to see when the Spring Festival Gala would be broadcast.
Then he turned on the TV according to the remote instructions, and there was a pop, and the whole room suddenly went dark.
WeChat is risky, so be careful when changing your name: That shouldn’t have happened, that TV doesn’t have a theater function yet.
WeChat is risky, so be careful when changing your name: Is there a power outage?
Yu Sheng went to the balcony to take a look. Half of their neighborhood was dark: It should be, I’ll check the news.
The property management of their community just issued an emergency notice, saying that there had been heavy snow recently and there was a problem with a cable, which was being repaired.
It’s not the first time that there’s been a power outage here in winter, so it’s not that unusual.
The community was not carefully built at the beginning, there was heating, but the pipes were not routed carefully, and the heating on the upper floors was mediocre. Without an air conditioner, the indoor temperature will obviously start to drop.
WeChat is risky, so be careful when changing your name: Is it cold without an air conditioner? How about going out and booking a hotel first?
Yu Sheng took out the emergency light and turned it on: No, I’ll go to bed early today.
In the past few days, he had been helping Class 7 to sort out review materials. He had only slept for three or four hours for three days in a row. He was actually starting to feel sleepy now.
Jin Linkun still sounded uneasy, but he didn’t say anything more.
Yu Sheng ate the dumplings with the emergency light on and paid New Year greetings to Jin Linkun’s parents and teachers from the No. 3 High School summer camp. The room did feel a little chilly.
The air conditioning is always on at home, so there are not many occasions when he needs to wear thick pajamas. Yu Sheng rummaged in front of the closet, and finally found the two outfits Jin Linkun had bought.
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This is a matter of precedence.
After all, there is no one at home.
Yu Sheng stood facing the familiar green dinosaur cartoon pajamas for a while, but decided to give priority to ensuring that he didn’t catch a cold and change them out as soon as he got up tomorrow.
Coral velvet pajamas are actually quite comfortable to wear. Jin Linkun bought the same style as his performance clothes. The quality is even better, and the warmth is much better than the thin half-sleeved ones.
Yu Sheng changed into the clothes, went to wash up briefly, then he lay down on the bed in the dark, and checked the chat group again before going to bed.
The group of people seemed to be having a good time sharing their New Year’s Eve dinner and complaining about this year’s Spring Festival Gala program, without any comments that will put them on the list of being kicked out.
Yu Sheng sent a red envelope for New Year greetings and put his phone next to the pillow.
In a place where their Sheng-ge couldn’t see, another small group named “In the name of Sheng-ge’s snacks” was lively and active.
Duan Lei: After I went to bed, I pretended to ask Sheng-ge to play black, but Sheng-ge ignored me.
Class monitor: Could it be because Sheng-ge just doesn’t want to talk to you?
Duan Lei: No, you don’t understand Sheng-ge. He can’t tolerate not clicking on the little red dot when he sees it, nor can he tolerate clicking on it without replying.
School Committee: What if Sheng-ge really doesn’t want to talk to you?
Duan Lei: Then he will tell me to get lost.
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Classmate Duan Lei had a very detailed understanding of their Sheng-ge, and everyone unanimously accepted this argument and continued to the next plan.
The Sports Committee was still a little nervous and confirmed again: Teacher Jin, are you really coming back today? Today is New Year’s Eve.
Jin Linkun: Yes, so I need everyone’s help.
The class monitor and others have brainstormed and contributed many answers that their Teacher Jin used to answer “What are you doing?” Now they finally waited until their Sheng-ge fell asleep, and immediately let their imagination run wild: Victory is in sight, and now the only thing left is how to get Teacher Jin to sneak back in through the back door!
School Committee: Since there is a power outage at Sheng-ge’s house, it means that it is in complete darkness. Darkness is the best cover for everything. Teacher Jin can use this precious opportunity to sneak in.
Sports Committee: Look at the above statement. It seems to be a very powerful statement, but if you look closely, you will find that not a single word is useful.
Class monitor: Here, I’ll pass you the microphone. What suggestions do you have?
Sports Committee: Teacher Jin can climb up from the window sill.
After a while, Yao Qiang silently raised his hand: Class monitor.
Class monitor: Speak.
Yao Qiang: The sports committee privately messaged me and asked me why I kicked him.
The sports committee was locked out of the small group for ten minutes to reflect.
This group of people usually have a lot of ideas, but they don’t have many practical ideas.
After careful deliberation for a long time, they finally settled on the hope that Jin Linkun would be as silent as possible when he came in, and that their Sheng-ge was fast asleep due to working hard for the past few days.
When Jin Linkun walked in, these two things basically aligned with what everyone had hoped.
Duan Lei often reads novels and is very skilled in this kind of thing: Then, Teacher Jin quietly walked into the bedroom and put his cold hands into Sheng-ge’s collar. When Sheng-ge opened his eyes, he hugged him and said with a smile, “I’m back.”
The lifestyle committee is more pragmatic: How far do you think this can go?
Duan Lei: In the next second, Teacher Jin put his cold hand into Sheng-ge’s collar, and then he was thrown over his shoulder by Sheng-ge.
Class monitor: …So why do you make this suggestion?
Duan Lei: Because my good brother and I really wanted to see Teacher Jin get thrown over the shoulder.
The number of people in the small group is visibly decreasing.
The few remaining people are still trying to give advice: No matter what, you must move lightly.
School Committee: There should be a sense of surprise to make your boyfriend feel happy.
Lao He: You can prepare some small gifts suitable for your boyfriend.
Class Monitor: At the same time, try to protect your own personal safety as much as possible.
Jin Linkun turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and opened the bedroom door with a gentle movement, his steps unconsciously paused.
He didn’t reply for a while, and the class monitor was a little worried: Teacher Jin? Teacher Jin?
Jin Linkun: Ah.
The flashlight was obscured by the hem of his clothes and was not very bright.
The light was a bit hazy, so he couldn’t find his boyfriend, but he found a small dinosaur wrapped up in the quilt.
Sunken into the soft pillow, he slept quietly by himself, curled up in a small ball.
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