In the second half of the lecture, Yu Sheng didn't listen to what was on the stage.
Because this person actually did what he said, he began to learn with him.
They sat close to the corner, far away from the stage. Jin Linkun raised the contest question on his lap, the phone screen was shining, and leaned over to watch the political emphasis with him.
There was neither nonsense nor utterance, and he followed him carefully page by page.
...
I don't know if it's because the air-conditioning in the auditorium is really too cold. Yu Sheng had stretched his arm that was going to push the person away, but he didn't add the last bit of strength.
Until the end of the lecture, Yu Sheng's impression of those dozens of pages of content, there is one more reason why this person is so hot.
"Today's lecture is here, the students are working hard."
The vice principal responsible for enrollment on the stage signaled the end of the lecture: "Here are our self-recruitment briefs and sponsored introductions. Everyone can take them back and have a look, and understand more about the required conditions and procedures..."
Some students took it one after another, and some took it with their notebooks to consult for more detailed regulations and information required for registration.
Immediately entering the third year of high school, many people have vaguely felt the pressure of the college entrance examination, and began to prepare in advance in all directions.
Ding Zhengjiao went directly to take a pile according to the number of people in the group, and looked for human hair one by one.
The seven groups sat forward and walked to the side door, leaving only the last two.
"Brother Sheng, do you want it?"
Ding Zhengjiao only found where the two of them were sitting, and shook the brochure in his hand: "I feel that the conditions are quite good. The variables of the college entrance examination are also large, and it is also very good to protect the bottom..."
"No need to."
Jin Linkun packed his things and looked up politely: "Thank you, I--"
Yu Sheng lifted his leg and kicked him.
"..." Jin Linkun said concisely: "We don't need to."
"Are you dreaming?"
Xia Junhua was a little unbelievable: "I'm all ready to accept the critique of Kunshen's "I'm too boring to **** myself, why can I only worry about the college entrance examination"."
"Then you should thank Brother Sheng."
Cen Rui was close to him in a row, and witnessed the whole process with his own eyes: "Brother Sheng used his power to seal the Kun God, prevented this sentence from appearing in time, and guarded the weak and helpless us."
Liang Yifan's two hands snapped together, just about to be grateful to him, suddenly Cen Ruila took a hand and happened to pass by.
A little familiar, so scared that he immediately shut his mouth firmly and quickly sat back in the seat.
Vice President N was just on stage, I don't know when I came over,
"Jin Linkun?"
The vice principal stood by the door and looked at him carefully. He looked very kind: "It's really you. You are a little bit different from before. I'm still a little uncertain."
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Don't talk to me (DTTM)
Teen FictionYu Sheng is born with a Crow Mouth. Nothing good he says comes true, whereas everything bad he says does.In the last exam before summer vacation for his 2nd year of High School, "Troublemaker" Yu Sheng from the terrifying Central Third High jinxes h...