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Chapter 19 Celery, carrot, avocado and orange, drink it?
Wearing short sleeves and not holding umbrellas in the early autumn drizzle, rebellion always has to pay a little price. Young Master Ji had a fever of 38 degrees that night, lying on the bed weakly with a cooling ice pack, and didn't want to talk.
Lin Jing came to visit the sick number before going to bed, and comforted: "You have a good rest tomorrow, and I will bring back all your homework."
Ji Xingling: "..."
With a thermometer in his mouth, he protested hoarsely in his throat: "No, did you visit the sick like this?"
Lin Jing pursed his lips and touched his forehead with the back of his fingers: "Good night."
"Wait a moment." Ji Xingling sat up, "Tomorrow Zheng Bufan should count the sports events, please help me stare."
"Okay." Lin Jing nodded and asked again, "What are you staring at, and fill out the registration form for you?"
"Stare and don't let those grandsons write me indiscriminately." Ji Xingling lay back, "Run, high jump, long jump or something, you can pick one for me, up to two. I was not there when I signed up last semester, but it was filled in. pile."
Shanhai High School’s sports meets include not only regular track and field, but also many inexplicable and uninteresting “fun” events, such as leggings running and blindfolded dribbling. The original intention of the school leaders may be to exaggerate the atmosphere and get everyone to win the prize, but because the project is too outdated and full of flavor, it must rely on mandatory allocation every time to barely fill the quota.
In fact, for activities like sports games or school art festivals, the active main force is freshmen in the first year of high school. There must be no time to participate in the third year of high school, and the second year of high school has also entered a period of decline in interest. After the class meeting on the second day, Zheng Bufan, the representative of the physical education class, took the registration form and wandered about half of the class. He couldn't fill it up with all his tongue. Finally, he moved his chair and sat in the sixth row: "Dude, do you also pick a project? "
"Let me see." Lin Jing was about to come to the registration form. Seeing that the more popular or simple track and field events above have already been filled out. Zheng Bufan may be really gone. He has only conscientiously insulted his new classmates: "What do you think of this top ball running in a circle? I think it's quite simple."
In the rest of the sports, the Men's 1500 looked a little more pleasing to the eye. Lin Jing helped fill in Ji Xingling's name: "Okay, here."
"Isn't this Brother Xing, what about you?" Zheng Bufan clasped his fists with tears in his eyes, and changed to the line of selling misery. Save me a dog’s life."
"... Otherwise, this is it." Lin Jingchu came here and didn't want to be too uncomfortable, so he coordinated to choose a multi-player dribble. Although it must be stupid, but not stupid and not qualified to be called "fun". Zheng Bufan was satisfied and continued to take the registration form to continue to fool others. Lin Jing took a photo of the track and field list and sent it to Ji Xingling, and reported on the 1500-meter long-distance race.
Brother Star: How about you?
Lin Jing was silent for a while and replied, no, I didn't report anything.
Never give someone a chance to hahahahaha.
When he was filling out the registration form just now, he also paid special attention to it and found that the men's 1500 meters and the multiplayer dribble started almost at the same time. And as we all know, in campus track and field events, running is always more sensational, not to mention Ji Xingling is tall, handsome and school grass, so theoretically, I can make full use of the audience’s attention. Time, first quietly finished the "fun", then came back quietly, and finally blended into the men's long-distance running cheering army-the plan is quite perfect and scientific, and it is worthy of learning to dominate you, Brother Lin.
Ji Xingling's cold is more than half healed. In the afternoon, he sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, called his uncle, and reported that the old trees on Zhiquan Road would bloom regardless of season.
"I'll check... Oh, it's a maze tree, it's indeed a little old." Hu Lie said, "I will ask someone from the Municipal Council to move it back to Zhang Yao Shan to spend his twilight years as soon as possible."
Mistrees can help novice drivers quickly recognize the roads and reduce congestion and accidents. In the era when GPS was still underdeveloped, the Demon Management Committee allocated a large amount of special funds every year for the research and cultivation of Mistakes. Later, as the navigation system became more and more perfect, these old trees disguised as phoenix trees or poplars were moved back to their hometowns one by one-but occasionally there will be fish that slip through the net, such as the old one on Zhiquan Road that has been forgotten. No matter what he was, the grandfather dozed faintly, and cast a glowing star dream on the two young people under the tree.
In a city with monsters, small surprises can be encountered everywhere.
...
When Jiang Fenfang heard that Ji Xingling had a cold, he made a small cup of soup specially for him. Lin Jing bought some fruit milk on the way after school and brought him 1301 together at night.
Ji Xingling: "What is your method of visiting sickness for veteran cadres in the 1980s?"
"Don't you think it's not grand enough just to bring homework." Lin Jing inserted the milk straw, "get up and do the homework."
Ji Xingling's eyes widened: "Why do I still have to do homework when I have a cold?"
Lin Jing was puzzled: "Why don't you need to do your homework if you have a cold?"
It may be that the other party’s question seemed too deep from the heart, and Young Master Ji was also taken aback. He wondered that there is probably no such thing as "absent to study due to illness" in the world of learning masters. Rest", I want to get out of bed when I open the quilt.
Lin Jing squeezed the corner of his mouth and passed the milk to him: "Hey, I'm joking."
Ji Xingling stepped on slippers and sat on the edge of the bed, chest tight: "I found that you are really boring."
"Then you continue to sleep, I will go home." Lin Jing said, "I have already marked the key points of the homework. You can just read it again before class tomorrow."
The wall clock has just arrived at nine o'clock, and there are at least two or three hours left before the bedtime of the second year of high school. Ji Xingling lay on the bed all day, not sleepy at first, he walked to the desk with milk in his mouth, took a sip, but felt wrong, and took a closer look at the packaging-happy child milk for growing up.
Add deep-sea fish oil extract to help brain development, mothers are more at ease.
Teacher Little Lin is also relieved.
Young Master Ji declined to comment on this evil taste. He threw the empty box into the trash can and flipped through the homework brought by Lin Jing twice. He saw that there were a few sheets of A4 paper in it, and he wrote it with a light pencil. Thinking of solving problems. Hu Meimei brought in cold medicine and water, and she was surprised to see her son actually doing the problem honestly, and even for a moment, she wondered if he had burned his brain. Of course, this kind of thought that is not conducive to the stability of the mother-child relationship must not be said, so I just asked lovingly: "Aren't you going to sleep?"
"Yeah." Ji Xingling was checking the formula on his mobile phone with a pen in his mouth. Lin Jing’s problem-solving ideas were very simple. Maybe he wanted the students to think about it, but after all, the grade countdown was limited and it was not easy to think about it. So he sent the question to Teacher Xiaolin on WeChat.
Brother Xing: You have to use the law of cosines for this question, right?
Generally, when asking for help like this, Lin Jing will reply quickly, no more than ten minutes, but this time after half an hour, there is no movement of the phone, and Master Ji deeply doubted whether the phone was broken. When it was over, Yu Yizhou would take the time to send a love greeting.
At. : Have you gotten better from your cold?
At. : Old Song said that the sports event report should focus on small training for a week.
At. : I heard from Teacher Ning today that it seems that the classroom will be changed this week.
At. : What about people?
At. : My mother asked you to drink more hot water.
Ji Xingling just finished saying "What the hell are you talking about so much these days?", when he sent it out, he saw the elders drink more hot water, so he quickly withdrew it, replied a few words casually, and then returned to the main interface to take a look, Lin Jing still did not reply.
That would be very boring. Considering that Teacher Xiaolin’s home may have just disconnected from the Internet, Young Master Ji decided to give full play to his subjective initiative. The teacher did not move me, so he picked up the workbook and went out: "Mom, I will go next door to ask questions."
Hu Meimei watching TV in the living room:?
Lin Jing had just finished taking a shower, and when he came to open the door, one hand was still wiping his wet hair.
"Huh, why didn't you sleep?"
"Not very sleepy." Ji Xingling explained, "I asked you about math on WeChat, and you didn't reply to me."
"I didn't look at the phone when I was doing the question." Lin Jing turned sideways and let him in, "I'll go to the kitchen to get a bottle of water, and you will wait for me in the bedroom."
For boys at this age, the rooms are almost the same, except for the difference between clean and tidy and messy. Teacher Little Lin obviously belongs to the former. He also obeyed the instructions of his parents and placed some green plants on the bay window that are said to be able to purify the air. The flower pots are of different shapes, which are quite cute.
"Here." Lin Jing brought him a glass of warm water and a bottle of ice juice for himself, "You have a bad throat, don't drink cold."
Ji Xingling asked: "What devilish color is your drink?"
"Celery, carrot, avocado and orange, can you drink it? I can keep it at room temperature for you."
Ji Xingling's expression was stunned, and it was true that I thought I might vomit here after drinking.
"Thank you, not thirsty."
1302's desk is a little smaller, two people can't be left and right, they can only squeeze side by side. Young Master Ji sits arrogantly, pedaling his two long legs forward, one hand is shaking the pen, and the other is on the back of the chair next to him. After waiting for a long time, seeing that Lin Jing is still calculating the same question, he posted it. Q: "Is it difficult?"
"Yeah." The hair was almost half dry, and Lin Jing threw the towel around his neck aside. The familiar smell of mountains, forests, and grasses dissipated again, Ji Xingling reached out and rubbed troublesomely, "Hey, you can't even do it. What do you think Old Li did for this topic?"
"Who said I won't." Lin Jing glanced at him, "I have finished my homework a long time ago."
Ji Xingling was puzzled: "Then what are you doing these five minutes?"
"I wrote you the idea of understanding the question before, didn't you understand it?" Lin Jing replied, "So I have been thinking about how to simplify the question for five minutes. First let you understand that the value of α is required in the end.It has nothing to do with the law of cosines."
Ji Xingling: "..."
Brother Xing closed himself up on the spot.
Lin Jing smiled and hooked his finger: "Come here, I'll tell you."
"Don't listen!" Xuezhu's dignity is very crispy, and it breaks in one blow.
"Really not listening?"
"Do not listen!"
"Listen, listen."
"Do not listen!"
"Ji Xingling, you don't have to make an inch."
"..."
In the dead of night, the bedroom window of 1302 showed warm orange light.
"Do you understand now?"
"Um."
"I understood it so quickly, Ji Xingling, you are so amazing."
"..."
Please shut up.
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