Don’t Talk To Me!

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The Chinese department's grass is certainly not so easy to be tempted by a few sugars.

It wasn't until the legendary Great Devil peeled off the few sugars and lined up in the palm of his hand that he finally turned the grass to the seat beside him.

There are often students coming to rubbing classes, but there are not many such conspicuous ones. In addition to the daily vacancy in the position around Jin Linkun, today suddenly there were more individuals, and it didn't take long for the attention of the first half of the grade. Posts on S refreshed in real time and jumped out of several floors in a second.

[Note that the seat next to the devil is occupied. ][This value... Has Beiying come to rub the lesson? ][Excuse me, does Beiying have such a good level of value? Recently I want to go to the acting class :)][Heart, solve. ][What does it have to do with Beiying? This is from the Chinese department and is called Yu Sheng. Don't you all read the posts? ]

Two series of grass appeared in the high number class at one time, and the whole class looked a little ups and downs. Mr. Jin was afraid of the professor Pang's surname Pang for so many years. He was serious and meticulous, no matter how large the number of students in the class, he could accurately recognize people, and the final score was not so low.

It was found that there were many new faces in the classroom today. The old professor held his glasses, and hastily increased the number of calls to answer questions.

"Try to be as low-key as possible." Jin Linkun has more experience than Yu Sheng, pulling him to hide behind the tactics: "Professor Pang likes to dig mathematics seedlings. If he is fancy, it is easy to be questioned by the soul because he does not go to the mathematics department... "

Mr. Jin is a liberal arts student. In order not to learn high numbers, he entered the business department by mistake. But Ms. Li was extremely talented in this area, and she was almost even dug out of the Mathematics Department. Yu Sheng: "How did you stay in the end?" Jin Linkun explained to him: "My mother said she had to learn economics, or my dad, a math talent, might lose his pants." "..." Yu Sheng put down his pen without any trace. The ground moved back.

Both of them were inconspicuous, but Professor He's memory is so good, he said half of the sudden name: "Jin Linkun skipped class today?" Jin Linkun: "..." Yu Sheng couldn't hold back and raised his mouth.

"Laughing." Jin Linkun had a headache, squeezed his boyfriend's hand, and whispered to scare him: "I went to the Department of Mathematics, I want to have no hair." Yu Shengting can make out: "It's okay, I can bear it."

...Children may really like him.

Jin Linkun thought about whether he should be moved first and got up: "Professor."

"Sit down, you are called." The professor glanced at him from the glasses and was about to turn back to continue writing on the blackboard. His eyes suddenly fell beside him with interest. Yu Sheng's pen circled twice, saw something, and raised his head.

...

After the children were in front of the blackboard, holding chalk to draw the fourth bracket, and writing the formula to the third row, Jin Linkun still felt that he could not sit still like this.

"Kun asked why there is any reason to be able to refuse to be dug into the Department of Mathematics euphemistically and bluntly." Cen Rui received the news and summoned others to help in the small group in the summer camp: "Brothers, do you have any ideas?"

Xia Junhua: "Because I don’t want to be Lagrange?" Liang Yifan: "Because I don’t just don’t prove it, I can’t even read it?" Ding Zhengjiao: "Because I won’t do it, I skipped, and finally found me in Do the last big question?"

Kong Jiahe has been in the mathematics department for a long time, and feels that it is not as terrible as the outside rumors. He took the initiative to comfort other good brothers: "Actually, mathematics is okay, remember to go out and wear a hat..."

A group of people did not give any valuable advice.

The old professor was in front of the blackboard, looking at a particularly clean and clear proof of the blackboard: "Okay, very good. Which department are you from?" Yu Sheng put down the chalk: "Chinese." "..." Old professors are not usually able to meet A student of the Chinese Department coughed and continued to say down with inertia: "It doesn't matter. If you are interested in mathematics, I can talk to your dean."

The freshman high number is not difficult in the profession, but it can also be seen from the proof process and problem-solving ideas. In front of this very good-looking young classmates, the idea of ​​solving problems is extremely clear. If you can concentrate on this path, it may not be a material for learning mathematics.

The older professor looked more and more admired, and he wanted to solicit it again. The pretty classmates already politely bowed to him: "Thank you professor." Yu Sheng gave one thing: "I have to learn Chinese, and my target is afraid of baldness." Jin Linkun : "..." Old Professor: "..."

Yu Sheng thanked the professor and walked off the podium safely.

The Chinese Department of Grass actually has objects.

The old professor was sorry for losing a good seedling, but the following students' concerns were all biased towards another secret protagonist who appeared in Yu Sheng's answer.

[Except for the number, the Chinese Department of Grass does not need to count. ] [There are objects, personally confirmed, should be reliable. ][Curious, did the subject appear, also in our school? Which hospital is it? ]

There are many photos of Yu Sheng circulating on S. In addition to the official publicity photos, there is also a set of daily photos taken by the School of Journalism and Communication who are responsible for taking pictures and finally obtaining the authorization of the people.

Before long, someone used statistical methods combined with computer AI programs to calculate the frequency of occurrence of all creatures around him. In addition to stray cats, the second place is a candidate that most people did not expect.

Between military training, iced drinks were carried by the sidelines. On the edge of Weiming Lake, chasing fish food together beside the school of fish, two takeaways were placed on the bench. The sun was so dazzling that Yu Sheng turned his hand over the classics while blocking his hand above his head. ……Because it is not the subject of intentional shooting, many focus points are blurred, and people cannot see clearly.

But it can still be recognized as a person from some small features.

I didn't notice it when I didn't care. Once I started looking for it, I realized that the other figure's sense of existence was too strong to ignore.

[So they have so many intersections? ][It’s a province with them. They’ve been to City A. Their schools are very close. Maybe they knew them before. ][I heard that they are still in a summer camp, and their relationship with the summer camp is very good. ][May be a good friend relationship? ][Or better than a good friend...][That must be a good brother. ]……Guessed that there is reason and evidence, and the statistical case declares failure.

Several girls have already learned the high numbers in this part. While distractingly reviewing what the professor said, they continue to turn through the posts and find opportunities to quietly look at that corner of the classroom.

Professor Pang talked about today's class, and left a few questions for everyone to discuss and prove that he was on the podium to solve problems. The difficulty of freshman's high number is even lower than that of the competition. Yu Sheng learned almost the same when he brushed the questions. At this time, it didn't sound too difficult. Several questions on the blackboard were solved in advance.

"There is a difference here." Jin Linkun checked it for him, pointing to a step: "Professors often dig pits, and there are other problems. He has to prove this in two steps." Rely on it: "Where?"

"Here, the next step..." Jin Linkun pointed to himself, watching Yu Sheng get closer and closer, and shot in time, steadying his boyfriend's back.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the classroom was low, Yu Sheng didn't wear much, and his body was a bit cold. The body temperature passed through the thin cloth and turned up immediately.

"Someone." Yu Sheng didn't move, but his elbow hit him. "What?"

Jin Linkun didn't do anything, just lost a bit, his jaw rested on his shoulder: "My subject said I was afraid of baldness." Yu Sheng: "Are you afraid?" Jin Linkun: "..."

Yu Sheng glanced at him and pressed the corner of the corner of his mouth. While he didn't pay attention, he suddenly raised his hand and snorted on his head: "It's okay, it's quite dense."

The seats in the classroom are not spacious enough. The two of them used the time discussed in the classroom to move their feet. No one dared to move too much. When the child took advantage of it, he immediately closed his hand, put it on his arm, and looked at him sideways. The eyes were clean, and the corners of the lips were still stretched, suppressing the almost exposed curvature.

The bottom of the pupil is brighter than it should have been lighted up, the boy of this age should have, especially lively and clear light.

Jin Linkun lowered his head and shook himself unconsciously for a while.

"What do you think." Yu Sheng looked at him in a daze, sat up with his arms, and waved his hand in front of him: "Hungry?"

Jin Linkun smiled, took that hand, and hid it in the table together: "I'm hungry."

Professor Pang didn't have a point since the class started. He often gave them a variety of more esoteric mathematical theorems on occasion, and sometimes threw a few theorems that have not been proved so far. This lunch may not be when. eat. Jin Linkun was afraid that Yu Sheng would be so hungry that he had stomach pains, so he coaxed him to eat all the toffee before class, and there was no inventory left.

Yu Sheng drew his hand and touched it in his pocket. The weather has been cold and hot recently. He changed clothes when he left the dormitory today, and he didn't bring anything to eat with him. After turning in the inside and outside pockets for a long time, only a small transparent plastic box came out, which contained a few strangely shaped pieces of sugar.

Jin Linkun did not pick, and took the small plastic box: "It's okay, sugar is also fine." "..." Yu Sheng suddenly remembered what was inside, "Wait--"

Jin Linkun was really a bit hungry. After studying the small plastic box for a while, he pinched it and put two sugars in his mouth, chewed and ate: "It tastes good..." Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows: "It's really good?" "Very good Eat." Jin Linkun nodded, "Come on one?"

Although I don't know what kind of sugar, but the taste is sweet and sour, and it also brings a little milky taste. Jin Linkun hasn’t eaten this flavor of sugar yet, and is ready to take a note. Yu Sheng has opened the plastic box quite generously, and the remaining three are poured into his hands: "Open your mouth."

In a classroom full of hunger and enthusiasm, the mysterious Chinese department grass stuffed all three sugars in his pocket into the mouth of a good brother.

"It's a little sour." Jin Linkun swallowed and sighed, and hand-written the assignments assigned in the class to the front row: "What brand? I'll go back and buy." "No." Yu Sheng passed his paper. : "Jiangzhong Brand."

"..." Jin Linkun: "Ah?"

"Jiangzhong Brand Jianweixiaoshi Tablet." Yu Sheng looked at the time and listed a table of control variables: "How are you still hungry?"