don't force me

Regarding that phone call, Du Xuan didn't mention a word to Lin Tingan.Du Xuan felt that if Lin Tingan wanted to transfer schools, he would naturally tell himself that if he didn't say so, then nothing would change.On this issue, he absolutely believed in Lin Tingan.Du Xuan remembered what Lin Yi told him, those "human relations" are matters between adults, adults will solve it themselves, and children don't have to worry about it.

Don't want to know, don't want to participate, Du Xuan just wants to be an ordinary middle school student and talk about pure love.

Du Jiancheng asked repeatedly, but Du Xuan always answered "I don't know" and "I don't want to ask".Du Jiancheng finally got angry: "It's such a simple thing, you ask what's wrong, is it so difficult? You won't ask me to teach you, just say..."

"I don't ask." Du Xuan didn't allow his father to continue, and said bluntly, "You can ask these things yourself. I don't want to know and I won't ask."

"How do you talk, kid? What can you do if you ask? You didn't let you steal or rob, where did you get such a temper? You have the same bad temper as your mother, and you're screwed."

Du Xuan looked at his father without saying a word, the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

Zhou Man came out to smooth things over: "Xiaoxuan doesn't want to ask, so don't ask, Du Jiancheng can solve your work by yourself."

Du Jiancheng snorted, "Why didn't I see you guys being so noble when you asked me for money?"

Zhou Man immediately screamed: "Who asked you for money? Ah, isn't it your duty to raise a son? Do you want a son? Tell me directly if you don't want it. I want it if you don't want it."

Du Xuan was so annoyed that he turned around and hid in his room, with his parents' quarrel still faintly heard in his ears.

"Promotion" and "bonus", these two words are the core of all quarrels in the Du family, and Du Xuan doesn't understand why they have been arguing for so many years and can't get annoyed?

"Do you understand this is called connections, do you understand that this is called opportunity!" Du Jiancheng's roar came from behind the closed door, "Zhou Man, let me tell you, you are just an uneducated old woman who knows everything." Shut up if you don’t understand, and don’t tell me the logic of the grandparents in your village, you don’t know anything!”

"Du Jiancheng, you bastard!" Zhou Man screamed, "Who squatted at my door begging me while licking his face! I'm from the village? Where can you go? Are you from the city!"

Du Xuan grabbed the mug on the table and slammed it hard against the door panel. The door panel made a loud noise, followed by the sound of the mug shattering. "Can you shut up!" Du Xuan finally broke out, roaring hoarsely, his voice was a little torn, and the sound of the last word was only left with the sound of "hiss".

Outside, it finally quieted down.

Du Xuan grabbed the cup, wrapped herself tightly, and burst into tears.

Lin Ting'an hadn't seen Du Xuan since he came back from climbing the mountain. He also knew that the week before the start of school was the busiest week for the student union. The Moral Education Department was overwhelmed by a lot of work. As a minister, Du Xuan must be very busy.But he couldn't see Du Xuan, and he was restless, so he sent Du Xuan one by one WeChat messages, and finally blocked Du Xuan who was sorting out the club files in the school student union office.

"Why are you avoiding me?" Lin Tingan complained.

"No." Du Xuan still smiled gently, his eyes could kill Lin Tingan, "I told you I'm at school, I'm busy."

"I haven't seen you in over a week."

"So long?"

Lin Tingan mopped a chair and sat in front of Du Xuan: "The problem is the relationship between us upstairs and downstairs. I didn't find you for a week. When I went to your house, your mother always said you were not at home. Do you think this is reasonable?"

Du Xuan smiled: "Didn't I tell you that my grandma misses her grandson, and I'm living in my grandma's house. Do you want me to send you a location every day? Now we're going to start the post check?"

"Oh, did you really go with your grandma?" Although Lin Tingan asked, his tone softened a lot, even with a little guilt, he looked at Du Xuan softly and with a smile.

"Really." Du Xuan's heart softened, his eyes hurt, and he felt tears were about to flow down.Lin Tingan, how nice he is, how could he not like him?

Du Xuan glanced at the closed office door, reached out and hooked Lin Tingan's jaw with a little force.Lin Tingan followed this force with a smile and leaned over, kissing Du Xuan tightly.

The campus in midsummer was extremely quiet, and Du Xuan heard Lin Tingan say softly: "I like you."

"I like you too." Du Xuan said, "I really, really like you."

Lin Tingan left Du Xuan's lips, a blush appeared on his cheeks, he relieved the doubts in his heart, he suddenly relaxed, and sat beside Du Xuan, leaning against him like a bone and complaining: "Hey, it's so boring, school starts again. "

Du Xuan: "Is the start of school still boring? The start of school is the most exciting. There are monthly exams at the end of September, a school sports meeting in October, and midterm exams in early November..."

"Stop!" Lin Ting'an said, holding his head, "If you skip the previous two exams, I'll look forward to it, but just mentioning the exams is enough for me."

"Oh, the experimental class, the experimental class, the top student." Du Xuan teased him with a tone.

Speaking of this, Lin Tingan's head hurts. Although he himself has never been in the experimental class, after all, he watched his boyfriend in the experimental class for three years. The situation where there are mountains of homework, piles of papers, and difficulty He had seen it with his own eyes.In fact, after he finished the senior high school entrance examination, he looked at the papers that Du Xuan always reviewed in the experimental class of the third year of junior high school, and he felt as if he had never learned it.

Lin Tingan wailed: "I want to leave the experimental class."

"How to leave?" Du Xuan asked.

"The experimental class is mobile. I'll be out at the end of the semester. Don't worry."

"You want to leak out?" Du Xuan immediately accepted it with a smile all over her face, "Why? Is the experimental class not good?"

"Okay? That homework, Shando!"

"You are stupid, do you know that the key rate of the college entrance examination in the experimental class is [-]%?"

"That's because all the poor ones have left, and the rest are all the top ones, for sure." Lin Ting'an snorted, "I don't have the same brains as you, what do I have to compete with you bullies."

"Why not?" Du Xuan said anxiously, "You are very smart, just look how good you are at physics and mathematics."

"Being able to learn well in junior high school does not mean that you can also learn well in high school. The difference between junior high school and high school is too far. I asked our teacher, and he said that compared with high school physics, junior high school is coaxing us to play."

Du Xuan thought of her mathematics and physics, and said with a straight face, "Who are you kidding?"

Lin Tingan said with a smile: "You are a sage, and you are the first in Chinese. Don't be as knowledgeable as our physics teacher. He can't speak, and there is a problem with language expression."

Du Xuan pinched Lin Tingan's neck: "You study hard for me, don't play around, and don't let it out."

"Du Xuan, you can't compare me to you," Lin Tingan said, pointing his fingers, "You, the spokesperson of the opening ceremony, a chess player in the military training, the president of the chess and card club, the head of the student union, and an outstanding student in grades, I am just an ordinary student. Student, ah, no, not an ordinary student, I am a special student."

"What's wrong with Ti Tesheng, Ti Tesheng is fine too!" Du Xuan raised his voice.

Lin Tingan blinked: "I... I didn't say what happened to Ti Tesheng, I just told the truth, I am Ti Tesheng."

Du Xuan frowned, looking at Lin Tingan with dissatisfaction.

Lin Ting'an said: "No, Du Xuan, you may have misunderstood something. It's not that I have some special inferiority complex, I just... just think that I'm not a top student like you, and I'm going to Tsinghua University, Peking University and Fudan University. I’m just an ordinary student, and I’ll just go to an ordinary school in the future. I’m just an ordinary person, you see, I don’t even have a chance to speak.”

"You want to speak?"

"Fart! Just let me go, I'm just giving you an example." Lin Ting'an waved his hands nonchalantly, and changed the subject with a smile, "Hey, what club do you think I should apply for? You're in the chess and card club, and I only know how to fight Landlord, can I go?"

Du Xuan looked at the happy Lin Ting'an, and said helplessly, "I don't want you!"

"You don't want me?" Lin Tingan pressed close to Du Xuan, and said in a drawn-out tone, "You~don't~want~me~"

Du Xuan grabbed Lin Tingan's chin and kissed it forcefully.

Compared with junior high school, the biggest difference between high school and junior high school is that the teacher's management of life discipline is much looser than that of junior high school. For a child like Lin Tingan who grew up with written inspections, it is like heaven if the teacher is not sitting in the classroom to monitor the whole noon .He soon discovered that if he didn't desperately struggle with his homework, he would actually spend more time playing every day than in junior high school.

Of course, homework is the difference between copying more and less for Lin Tingan.The way he writes his homework is "passing the brain but not the hand". He looks at the science questions, and if he thinks he can do it, he can copy Zheng Ziyan directly. If he can't do it, then ask Zheng Ziyan, and then continue to copy.As for the Chinese homework, huh, huh, huh...

In this kind of high school life, Lin Tingan almost shouted: Freedom!free!I love freedom!

There are many activities and clubs in No. [-] Middle School. Du Xuan checked Lin Tingan's schedule and found that his schedule is really full. In addition to the track and field team training, he also participated in the animation club, modeling club, and astronomy club. He also has a hot fight with the drama club, so he is considered a non-staff member.

Du Xuan asked, "Are you busy with so many associations?"

"Just kidding around," Lin Tingan said with a smile, "if you're too busy, just return one, and if you can't, then return all of them."

"You are too nonsense, why don't you pick one?"

Lin Tingan shook his head: "I don't know which one is better now, I have to experience one by one, tsk, there is no aircraft model club in our school, otherwise I will definitely join."

"Why don't you apply to set up one? Anyway, I approve it, so it will be fine. You don't need to write a project letter yourself."

Lin Tingan waved his hands in fright: "I'm so sorry, please forgive me."

"Is it not good?"

"Not good!" Lin Tingan said decisively.

Du Xuan sighed.

Lin Ting'an rolled his eyes and smiled obsequiously: "Minister, do you think this is a 'power sex deal'? You have power, but I have sex? Hmm?"

Du Xuan frowned all of a sudden, and slapped him hard.

Two weeks after the start of school, the Propaganda Department of the Student Union of No. [-] High School issued a notice: the second week of October is the school's "Science and Technology Week", and there is a "Creative Technology Tabloid" competition, calling on students in grades one and two to participate .

After receiving the notice, the students in the experimental class directly nailed it to the soft board at the back of the classroom. Within two days, no one knew who had thrown the notice into the trash can.Lin Tingan never looked at the soft board at the back of the classroom, because it was usually nailed with excellent homework demonstrations and homework requirements for various subjects-looking at that thing hurts the eyes and ruins eyesight.

At noon, Du Xuan came down from the second floor and blocked Lin Tingan who was about to run to the playground with a basketball in his arms: "Why are you going?"

"Playing ball," Lin Tingan's eyes lit up, "Let's go, let's go together, we two are the twin stars of the third middle school, we will shock them to death."

"It's me, Li Tianyou or Sun Rui who want Gemini, your level can only be 'Sun Zixing'" Du Xuan said bluntly, "Have you written about it in your technology tabloid?"

"What science and technology tabloid?" Lin Tingan asked suspiciously.

"Technology Weekly Tabloid." Du Xuan patted his head bitterly, "Why can't you remember anything?"

"I don't know about it, and you didn't tell me."

"What about the notice?"

Lin Tingan blinked suspiciously again.

Du Xuan stared at him for a while, and finally found another notice to him helplessly: "You hand in one."

"Why?" Lin Ting'an yelled, "I won't do it, I'm in trouble."

"It has to be done."

"I have nothing to do," Lin Tingan said, "What technology? Beidou satellite? Aircraft carrier formation?"

"You..." Du Xuan rolled his eyes, Lin Tingan's brain is sometimes a solid lump, "Do something about airplanes!"

"Ah—" Lin Tingan dragged out his long voice and said, "I don't want to do it. It's so troublesome. I write and draw at the same time."

"Make one." Du Xuan paused and lowered his voice, "This is an activity of our Propaganda Department, so let me support it."

Lin Tingan hesitated for a moment, then gently pulled Du Xuan's hand, "Then let me help you."

"Row."

"Go back and invite me to eat skewers."

"Row."

"Stay with me on weekends."

"Row."

"Then... you must always like me."

"Row."

Lin Tingan was satisfied: "Look, you still have to rely on your boyfriend at critical times."

Du Xuan was so angry that he was speechless.

In fact, science and technology tabloids are nothing new. There are science teachers in elementary schools asking everyone to do it, but usually everyone will look for materials from the news. If there is no suitable one, it will be those in physics, biology, and chemistry textbooks.Very few students with expertise or hobbies in a certain field can make something different, but due to limited knowledge, very few of them can be particularly outstanding.

However, Lin Tingan has the capital to be the one with the fewest—his knowledge of aircraft is far beyond that of his peers.

Lin Tingan promised Du Xuan that he would finish the tabloid. He spent a week selecting materials, designing, composing, and drawing pictures. After everything was ready, he began to worry: his handwriting was really ugly!

In order to avoid ruining his meticulously drawn manuscript, Lin Tingan wrote it on the draft paper several times, but each time it became more ugly.He always knew his handwriting was bad, but never thought it was a problem.Although the teacher whispered in his ear every day, asking him to write neatly, but because he hated Chinese, he also hated some things related to Chinese, including writing.

So what if you can't write well?If you can recognize it, it’s not enough. Who still writes by hand now, isn’t it all typed by computer?My mother's handwriting is uglier than mine!This is Lin Tingan's consistent point of view. Although he is not proud of it, he is never ashamed of it.Now, he feels ashamed.His words are not worthy of such a beautiful plane, his hard-working paintings, or even this pure white poster paper.

On Saturday night, after tearing up the Chapter 5 draft paper, he threw himself on the bed in frustration, rolled on the bed irritably, and unconsciously tapped the heating pipe next to the bed with the pen in his hand. After a while , he heard the response from the heating pipe.

Fuck me, Du Xuan!

Lin Tingan rolled over from the bed with a grunt, and when he rushed to the living room and opened the door, he heard the sound of the door closing upstairs.

Du Xuan went downstairs and asked, "What kind of signal do you send when you don't sleep at night? Do you want a connection?"

"Kiss without joints." Lin Tingan smiled happily, showing no guilt at all, "Did I disturb you, I didn't mean it, I didn't realize it myself."

"It's almost ten o'clock," Du Xuan said with a smile, "If you knock upstairs and downstairs for a while, you will curse people."

"Du Xuan," Lin Tingan said again in that lazy nasal voice, "I'm working on a tabloid, but my handwriting is too ugly."

"Let me see." Du Xuan followed Lin Tingan into the room, and saw several planes drawn with colored pencils on a large piece of paper on the table. It could be seen that Lin Tingan had learned or practiced specially. The painting is extremely beautiful, and the edges of the paper are also carefully drawn with propeller-like patterns.But the words on the draft papers that were thrown at the side were hard to describe. The three headlines of "Flying to the Sky" were written horribly, and the word "Qion" on one of them was even written with the character "Wan".

Du Xuan said: "If your word is hung in the corridor, Zhou Chen may laugh like crazy."

Lin Tingan's face elongated all of a sudden: "You really know how to stab a knife."

"Why don't I, I'll help you write." Du Xuan said with a smile, "I'm not good at drawing, but I've learned how to write."

Lin Tingan smiled: "Really?"

Du Xuan: "You support me, and I will help you too."

Lin Tingan calmly waited for Du Xuan to sit at the desk, almost knelt down and rubbed his legs.He asked courteously, "Aunt Zhou asked you to come out so late?"

"There is no one in my house." Du Xuan shrugged.

"Is there another dinner? What time is it and you still not coming back?" Lin Tingan felt a little pain in his heart when he said this.

"Who knows." Du Xuan picked up a pen and wrote a few words on a piece of draft paper to find his feelings. He said lightly, "It was said that there was a dinner this morning, but I didn't ask where I went to eat when I came back late. .”

"So what did you have for dinner tonight?"

"Tonight..." Du Xuan was slightly stunned, and said, "The quick-frozen dumplings seem to be stuffed with corn and vegetables, and they are very unpalatable."

Lin Tingan looked at Lin Tingan's gaze gradually sank, with a bit of dissatisfaction: "Then why don't you come to my house?"

"My family has something to eat." Du Xuan felt that the word "Cang" was not easy to write, so he wrote it several times, and said calmly, "One more person needs to cook more food, so don't bother Aunt Ma."

Lin Ting looked at Du Xuan steadily, and suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, "Mom! Mom! Mom!"

Du Xuan was so frightened that she almost threw away the pen in her hand: "What are you calling?"

Ma Jing rushed in anxiously: "What's the matter? Hey, Xiaoxuan, when did you come?"

"Du Xuan didn't eat dinner."

"Ah?" Ma Jing froze for a moment.

"I ate it." Du Xuan said hastily, "I ate the dumplings, don't listen to Lin Tingan, Auntie."

Lin Tingan automatically blocked Du Xuan, and said to his mother: "There is no one in Du Xuan's house, and his dinner is quick-frozen dumplings, which are particularly unpalatable, so he doesn't eat them."

Du Xuan scratched her head and thought, "I didn't say the last four words, although it is the truth."

"How can I do that?" Ma Jing glanced at the alarm clock on the desk, "It's almost 11 o'clock, Xiaoxuan, you must be hungry, wait for auntie to cook a bowl of noodles for you. Hey, you child, I will follow you How many times have you said, come to Auntie's house for dinner if there is no one at home, why are you so polite."

"No, no, Aunt Ma, I'm not hungry. I've already eaten, so don't bother." Du Xuan frantically stopped Ma Jing.

"Eat something if you're not hungry. It's so late, I guess Xiao An is also hungry."

"I'm starving to death." Lin Tingan immediately announced, "I want to eat supper."

Ma Jing went to the kitchen involuntarily, and Du Xuan blamed Lin Tingan: "It's so late, what are you bothering about?"

"I'm hungry. I did my homework so late, so I must not go to bed hungry." Lin Ting'an looked at Du Xuan with dissatisfaction, "Du Xuan, I think you have changed a lot recently."

"Why has it changed? I'm not Monkey King." Du Xuan spread her hands, "Why do I feel this topic is so familiar? Didn't I mention it before school started?"

"Don't interrupt! Let me ask you, you haven't been to my house since the summer vacation, and you often came to my house for dinner before, why is that?"

Du Xuan lowered her head and wrote a few words: "Isn't my mother cooking dinner at home recently?"

"Then why don't you come today?"

"I have food at home."

Lin Tingan hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice, "Du Xuan, tell me the truth, does Aunt Zhou know..."

"No." Du Xuan shook his head, "Don't think about it."

"You have to tell me something," Lin Tingan said, "tell me everything, okay?"

"Okay." Du Xuan said, "But what can be the matter, you are usually a carefree person, why are you suspicious now?"

"I admit that I'm careless, but I can tell if you're happy or not. You weren't like this during the few days you went climbing. I always feel that you didn't tell me anything recently."

Du Xuan stopped writing, looked sideways at Lin Tingan, and smiled for a long time: "If there is something, I will definitely tell you. If there are some things that I don't understand, then I will definitely understand them when I think about them." Can I tell you?"

"Can't you figure out what happened?" Lin Tingan asked anxiously.

"I mean 'if'." Du Xuan sighed, "I'll tell you if something happens, okay?"

Lin Ting'an nodded and stopped talking. He just looked at Du Xuan's serious writing profile. He found that Du Xuan had lost weight, and the line of his mandible was particularly sharp - he had to tell his mother that there were two eggs lying in the noodles.

When Ma Jing pushed the door in with two bowls of noodles, she saw her silly son staring at Du Xuan stupidly, while Du Xuan was sitting at the desk, meticulously writing on the tabloid with the base map drawn.

"Come and eat noodles." Ma Jing put the bowl on the table, and slapped Lin Tingan on the back of the head, "What are you looking at? Xiaoxuan has flowers on her face?"

Lin Tingan's heart skipped a beat, he got up from the bed while rubbing the back of his head, and muttered in disguise: "Dear son, be gentle, if you're stupid, can you be born again?"

Ma Jing glanced at him: "You are like this, don't worry about it. Come, Xiaoxuan is here to eat noodles."

Du Xuan held the bowl and said, "Let's go out to the dining room to eat, it will stain the bedroom floor in a while."

Ma Jing: "That's right, let's go to the dining room. I haven't put Xiaoan's kennel back in the past two days, it's quite dirty."

Lin Tingan looked around. Although it was a bit messy, it was not dirty. He was still lying on the ground and rolling over a dozen copies of "Conan" yesterday, and the floor was rolled clean.

Du Xuan went to the dining room with the bowl, and Lin Tingan followed, whispering to Ma Jing as he walked, "Mom, are you okay, can you save me some face?"

Ma Jing: "Okay, to save face for you, hurry up and eat, and wash the dishes after eating."

"Why did you ask me to wash?"

"Is face for nothing? It's earned by yourself. If you wash the dishes, it's for yourself to earn face."

Lin Tingan hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Mom, let Du Xuan sleep at our house today, Uncle Du and the others haven't come back yet."

Ma Jing glanced at Du Xuan in a bit of embarrassment. Before she could speak, Du Xuan understood very cleverly: "Aunt Ma, don't listen to Lin Ting'an. Came back in an hour."

Ma Jing smiled gently: "Eat quickly."

After dinner, Lin Tingan obediently went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, with Du Xuan helping at the side. Every time Lin Tingan finished washing a bowl, Du Xuan would dry it with a towel and put it in the cupboard.There were only two bowls and one pot in total, and the kitchen was quickly cleaned up.Lin Tingan said unconvinced: "My mother always said that I don't know how to work. Don't you see that I have cleaned up quite well?"

Du Xuan stretched out her thumb: "Keep working hard."

When the two returned to the house, Du Xuan instructed Lin Ting'an to make a cup of instant coffee, and sat down by himself to slowly transcribe the text on the tabloid according to the draft.Lin Tingan sat on the side and watched seriously, and his main job was to praise Du Xuan's beautiful pen writing in an all-round way.

"Okay, stop boasting, I'm numb." Du Xuan wrote half a sheet, put down the pen to rest, "I'm going to the bathroom." He walked through the living room, and just as he walked to the door of Lin Yi and his wife's bedroom, he heard Ma Jing said to Lin Yi: "I am quite embarrassed when I see Xiaoxuan."

"My opinion is don't say it, children are pure friends, don't get adults' affairs involved."

Du Xuan stopped in his tracks.

Ma Jing: "But don't you think that Lao Du has been too attentive recently?"

Lin Yi: "The nearly 1000 million project, he is bound to win this time."

Ma Jing: "Can't we just get involved?"

Lin Yi sighed: "This is where Lao Du is shrewd. No matter what the facts are, I am now considered to be of their school in public opinion."

Ma Jing was a little unhappy: "You are a technical post, and it's not the same as being a manager with them."

Lin Yi: "But I introduced him to Mr. Song, and Mr. Song always thought that I belonged to him. And..."

Lin Yi lowered his voice, and Du Xuan's heart started to tug, and he couldn't help but move towards the door again.

Lin Yi said: "Besides, they want to promote me to be the chief technical engineer."

"Tsk," Ma Jing was not only not happy at all, but discouraged, "Can you refuse?"

"There's no reason. This leader came to talk to you and gave you a promotion, but you refused. Isn't that why the leader can't come down? Besides, now that public opinion has been created, I can't even refuse quietly...Old Du It’s a bit of a trick, now everyone says I’m on the same side as him, I help him get in touch with Song Laola, and he helps me get promoted to be the chief teacher, a typical deal.”

"But you have nothing to do here." Ma Jing raised her voice involuntarily, showing anxiety, "Isn't this dragging people into the water?"

"Hush. Keep your voice down." Lin Yi said, "It's really nothing to do with me, but you also know that people's words are scary, and the influence of public opinion is even worse."

"Oh, really, I would have rejected Du Jiancheng if I knew it earlier." Ma Jing sighed.

Du Xuan tiptoed away from Lin Yi and his wife's bedroom door, his heart was so cold.

Why is it so difficult to simply be a student and simply fall in love?