Don’t Talk To Me!

The last main force of the seven groups has finally lost their dreams under the encouragement.

At 7:30 the next morning, the activity room on the top floor of the training building was crowded.

Under the close attention of almost the entire camp, the PK duel on the third day arrived as scheduled.

"Come on, for glory!"

Cen Rui patted Liang Yifan's shoulder vigorously and moved his wrist for him: "I used 13 trumpets to bet, and I can watch today if I can return!"

Liang Yifan's face was pale and his eyes were stunned. He kept carrying the Rubik's Cube formula copied from various places in his mouth. He didn't know if he could not hear him.

"With a calm mindset, you can compare what you like."

The seven group leaders took a deep breath and tried to calm down to appease the military's heart: "Brother Sheng is reliable, there should be no problem. Although the opponent is very strong, we still have God..."

It is no exaggeration to say that this year's new senior year is all grown up listening to the legend of Jin Linkun.

He was crushed by the provincial contest and watched him crush the others in the national contest. The circle of learning hegemony was not big. The entire seven groups of students had a blind trust in Jin Linkun.

Until now, there are still many people who have high hopes for him to "open his eyes suddenly to win a small game".

The seven group leaders are trying their best to be optimistic, leading everyone to the other two players in the preparation zone: "Look, they are now actively preparing, believe -"

Seven group leaders: "..."

Many people crowded the activity room. In addition to the students in Group 7 and Group 2, many people came in muddy water. Watching the game, recording the video, I heard that a live broadcast room has been opened, and even many people have already started online rewards.

The students in the two groups are struggling to identify their identities and clean up. Only for the convenience of the game, it is still quiet to move away the humble little corner that is surrounded by the half of the table in the corner.

In the humble little corner, the very trusted Yu Sheng is lying on the table to make up.

Jin Linkun was sitting next to him, leaning back in his chair and bowing his head with his mobile phone.

It seemed quite focused, poking down the screen with one hand, and occasionally with long eyes above his head, reservedly and politely stopped people passing by too close to the two.

The two cooperated for a while, probably because the room was so noisy, Jin Linkun even raised his left hand very considerately and thoughtfully, hanging over Sheng's shoulder in the air, and helped him cover one ear.

...

The seven group leaders didn't even know if they should be moved by the scene of caring for their classmates.

The aura of both people was too low-key, so that the people who lived in the whole room, no one noticed that they were touching fish in the corner.

The leader of the seven groups is in a dilemma. I really want to ask a few words in the past and worry that the confidence of the seven groups of people will not be left. Hesitating for a while, he still managed to calm down and turned around to block the students' sight.

"It's probably--probably their unique rhythm of preparing for battle." The seven group leaders swallowed and snorted: "We just have to watch it quietly..."

The game didn't start, the room was too noisy, even with one hand.

Yu Sheng frowned, his head buried in the elbow moved, and raised.

"It's okay." Jin Linkun followed his movements and raised his arm, glancing at the time on the phone. "There are ten minutes, and I will sleep for a while."

Yu Sheng realized that it was his hand that covered his ears.

The air conditioner in the classroom turned on a little bit cool, the temperature on the palm was obvious, and even with the ears clasped, it was inexplicably hot.

Yu Sheng threw that hand back, rubbing his eyes and looked at the time: "No longer sleeping."

7:45 in the morning.

The official start of the game is at 8 o'clock, and you have to be seated at 7:55 to conduct the rules and introduce the players.

This was last night when Yu Sheng threatened to throw the buckets of water out of the toilet directly through the window, and finally forced the two groups to bow their heads and compromise, moving the schedule for an hour.

Since the two people got up early that time, there has been fresh air at 7:45 in the morning that has not been touched for a long time.

Jin Linkun's work schedule is also half a catty, but fortunately, the quality of sleep is much better than Yu Sheng's. In this situation of having to get up early, how much can be used to make up for the length of sleep.

He deliberately slept an hour early last night, and now his spirits are not bad.

Yu Sheng just wanted to go back to bed and yawned: "Unable, sleepy."

Jin Linkun couldn't help smiling, and helped him clear the Rubik's Cube exercise book piled up on the table, so that he would not be confused and hit: "OK, then go back and sleep."

Yu Shenghan mixed with a cry, his arm supporting the edge of the table, a little bit out of sleepiness.

He was still awake, his shoulders drooped slightly, his forehead dangled on his eyelashes, and it seemed inexplicably softer than usual.

Jin Linkun looked at him, his chest suddenly inexplicably stagnated.

His hand couldn't help but lift up, considering that after writing Sudoku for a while, he still had to take a pen and didn't touch it: "I will help you get a bottle of water?"

Yu Sheng shook his head and got up: "I'll wash my face."

I don't know if it was because of the suppressed enthusiasm for learning that nowhere to be released, the whole game looked very formal.

Yu Sheng walked all the way, the video and the live broadcast of the computer screen were ready, and there was even a red carpet under the opposite plane on the stage.

Mineral water and guest names have been placed on the table in the first row, and several teachers in charge of the summer camp were invited as judges.

Lao Wan is a specially invited guest at the summer camp and was originally on the invitation list. But because of the seven groups, Xiaomi took the initiative to shake hands to avoid suspicion, and also sat on the seat of the relatives and friends who are responsible for cheering with a group of students. Than.

The seven group leaders were busy everywhere, and the deputy group leader Kong Jiahe sat next to Lao Wan, shut his mouth tightly as if dead, and shook his head with his eyes closed no matter what he asked.

Yu Sheng was half asleep and half awake, simply responded with a very enthusiastic greeting, cheered through the crowd and opened the door, went out to find the bathroom.

Jin Linkun did not rush to the stage, stayed in his seat, and turned a few pages of Sudoku at will, slowing down for a while.

I don’t know if it’s because today’s roommate is particularly soft. He was a little bit out of shape today. He didn’t have any thoughts about a few blank spaces. Yu Sheng still had thick eyes falling down.

Considering that a group is waiting for them to win, and at least wins in three innings, this state seems not very suitable.

Jin Linkun put down the Sudoku question, picked up his phone and turned it over, preparing to divert his attention.

As the game approached, the forum was very lively.

Because of the presence of enthusiastic passers-by who lived in close-range live broadcasts of Reuters, several new posts have begun to become popular, and the heat is rising, turning to the first few rows.

[Live] Take you up close and experience, the showdown between masters

[Popular science] Rubik's cube gameplay popular science / Rubik's cube formula popular science / Sudoku law and various transformations

[Popular Science] 0.6 seconds, quadruple elimination, blind play, do you really understand Tetris?

[Irrigation] Ah mother Yu Sheng is so cute I really want to rua his head! !

...

Jin Linkun randomly opened a few posts, and finally broke up the inexplicable thoughts in his mind. He was about to quit, and his eyes suddenly fell on the only post with a different style of painting.

Click inside, it is actually a few high-list anti-photos.

Although it was a sneak shot, the angle and technique were unexpectedly good. It happened that when Yu Sheng just woke up, he was so clear that he could almost see the fog in the teenager's eyes.

Pulling down further, I have followed several pages of replies.

—I sat too back on the day of the conference! Not clear! The big man who beats the **** with one hand is so cute! ! ?

—This little bangs, this eyelashes, oh my **** there are tiger teeth...

— I heard that my skills are super good, and I will also cross the wall! ! !

—Unfortunately, QAQ is slightly shorter than Kun Kun

—Not short! Just over half my head tall, which is perfect for hugs and kisses!

—Wake up, people come to play! This time their group heard that it was a bit dangerous, and suddenly they were worried...

—It feels like you will cry when you lose! Should we do something? ?

...

Looking down further, a group of pink pigtail heads have been lively and discussed. In case the seven groups regret to lose, they can take emergency solutions.

From delivering water, flowers, and small cards to comfort, to coming to the dormitory at night to send out-of-print workbooks as gifts, the idea is layer by layer, dazzling.

In a nutshell, as long as the seven groups lose this game, a group of love-spreading girls will probably be surrounded, fully expressing the goodwill and care between people.

Jin Linkun put down his phone.

The seven group leaders looked at the time and came carefully: "Kun God..."

Jin Linkun raised his head, unusually polite: "I will play."

Jin Linkun got up: "Come on."

"..."

The leader of the seven groups was originally prepared to persuade again, watching him Huo Ran get up, a little stunned, and subconsciously stepped back a few steps: "Come on, come on."

Jin Linkun's clothing corner came to the stage in a breeze.

Twisting the Rubik's Cube is the second item. Liang Yifan sat in the middle position early, chanting the formula back, and in front of him piously provided the nine Rubik's Cubes for the game.

Jin Linkun came to power and passed in front of him, gently tapping his desktop.

Liang Yifan's eyes were blind, and he looked up: "...?"

"Sudoku is relatively simple. I will do it while twisting. You can help you play Tetris."

Jin Linkun smiled at him kindly: "Strive for zero seals in three games, come on."

Liang Yifan: "..."

Yu Sheng washed his face twice before his drowsiness finally dissipated.

Last night he was preparing to give Jin Linkun some incentives, but instead made himself unmotivated. He played Tetris for half a lesson with his inertia. He heard of the frustrating decision to play at 7 am.

Under the immediate threat of reality, the two teams competed for another half of the night, and finally moved the time back one hour, which turned into an eight o'clock match.

The day just started at eight o'clock in the morning, and it was already the limit that the school bullies could compromise on work and rest.

Yu Sheng originally planned to go to bed earlier, but his brain was not obedient. The messy little square picture was active until early in the morning before being pressed by drowsiness.

It's almost two o'clock in the morning to fall asleep. I don't know if I'm too tired. I missed the first alarm.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Jin Linkun stood beside his bed and tried to help him turn off the second alarm.

...

The cold water hit his face, and the whole person was full of energy.

Yu Sheng took a deep breath, wiped the water on his face, and went to the door to draw two pieces of absorbent paper.

The door was hidden, and a faint voice came from outside.

The second group of people who played this time stood outside and were talking in a low voice.

Yu Sheng can recognize that these people are those of the second group, which is actually not easy.

For a game like this, you can win with confidence. There were a lot of matches in the past. He was only responsible for playing. He was really not interested in knowing the gossip of his opponents.

But the seven groups insisted on putting every effort into every detail.

Under the leadership of the team leader Ding Zhengjiao, everyone used half a night of self-study to analyze the hobbies, constellation blood type and birth date of the three people opposite each other. They also calculated several pairs of tarot cards according to their faces.

Yu Sheng was shocked by this superstition style.

So that he didn't even have time to refuse, he was directly brainwashed by the detailed octagon analysis chart on the projection screen.

Brainwashing is also a bit useful. He recognized at least these three people outside the door, and even almost distinguished who these three people are.

Yu Sheng threw the soaked paper towels in the trash can and prepared to draw another one. Liang Yifan's high school classmate Shan Zhuo's voice came from the door a little vaguely.

"...What's so terrible about Jin Linkun?"

Yu Sheng hand meal.

"Do you know why he dropped out of school? Because they had a strength comparable to him at that time, he was afraid of others, so he hid for a year."

"Their teachers can't stop it... It's a bullying and frightening counsel. After receiving several awards, they were blown away."

"Maybe how do you get the prizes for those competitions, really have the ability to suspend school? Can't you just send them?"

"The seven teams thought how powerful he was? They couldn't win with him in the team. You suppressed him in speed at first, and his mentality would collapse soon."

...

Shan Zhuo whispered, disdainful tone: "King God, how awesome it seems..."

His voice hadn't dropped yet, and the door behind him was suddenly slammed open.

Shan Zhuo was taken aback, turned around and scolded: "Small action! What should I do if I hit someone—"

Shan Zhuo paused and looked closely at the people who came out of the bathroom, frowning: "Yu Sheng...?"

When they reach this level, they will take the initiative to take notes of people at the same level.

Although Shan Zhuo has already received the quota of guaranteed delivery, he still wants to win more national awards and increase his right to negotiate conditions with the school.

An unknown new man suddenly appeared in this summer camp. He also took second place with Jin Linkun in one fell swoop. On the day of the camp, he remembered his appearance and name.

Without knowing his details, or how much he heard, Shan Zhuo did not dare to speak up and took a step back.

Yu Sheng stood at the door, clutching a tissue, wiped the water on his hand, and looked up.

Shan Zhuo's eyes narrowed unconsciously.

...

In any case, Yu Sheng and Jin Linkun were tied for second place, and it was an indisputable fact that they had another fight on stage that day.

This kind of fierce competition, no matter how the relationship between each other should not be too good.

Shan Zhuo let out a sigh of relief after careful consideration, and put his hand on him with a smile: "Know me, my name is Shan Zhuo, and the provincial No. 1 middle school has already sent TOP1—"

Yu Sheng didn't even listen. He squeezed a tissue in his hand and interrupted casually: "Kun Shen Niu Niu."

Shan Zhuo was shocked.

He froze for a few seconds, only to realize that Yu Sheng said the sentence before returning to him, opened his mouth, and could not immediately organize the language.

Lifting his head and looking up, his inexplicable fear suddenly appeared.

The teenager in front of him doesn't look like a good student.

Although he looked pretty good, the chill in his eyes was unusually clear.

The edges that were too late to sharpen were made up by Ling Ling's breath, and they were still clearly intimidating.

Shan Zhuo didn't know his details, and he didn't dare to provoke him so rashly, swallowing and spitting, subconsciously stepping back.

Yu Sheng was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, rubbed his neck, and glanced at him: "You also play Tetris?"

Shan Zhuo was still frightened, and paused, subconsciously said: "Yes... we have settled down and will not change it."

"No need to change, just start at level 18, cut the screen to cover after 130 lines."

Yu Sheng licked the tiger's teeth and smiled at him: "Stay for a little longer, don't come up and you will collapse."

Shan Zhuo participated in the Tetris game and knew what he was saying, his face unconsciously turned white: "Yu-Yu, wait a minute--"

Yu Sheng ignored him and turned back to the activity room.

After spending more time outside, the host has now started looking for players in place.

Jin Linkun leaned back in his chair. He didn't know why he had a bunch of cubes in front of him. He was moving his wrists and fingers in a hurry.

Seeing him come in, the eyes behind the lens bent slightly.

Yu Sheng has something to say to him, but there is no doubt that it is not now. He presses the tumultuous thoughts to his edge.

Liang Yifan was stunned and stared like evil in the morning, and he was actually sitting in his place.

Yu Sheng frowned, opened the chair, and knocked on the table.

Liang Yifan's eyes are indifferent: "...?"

"All three games must be won. I will play Tetris."

Yu Sheng opened the chair, and was straightforward: "Don't bother, take the pen to find Kun God. He said you fill it in, help him turn Sudoku."

Liang Yifan: "............"