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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Twenty-Three"

weight="142026"

series = ["Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend"]

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After saying the unclear sentence at noon that day, Yingjiao never tried to tease Jingci.

Therefore, spent this weekend very happy and contented.

He has finished the homework, and the knowledge in the book has been read many times before. So I took out the newly bought books, sat in the classroom and read one after another, immersed in the study.

At this time, in a teaching office, the teachers of the second year of high school are gathering together, working overtime to correct the test papers.

Teacher Liu's child's illness is still not healed, and it will be an hour late in the afternoon. The other teachers chatted while approving the papers.

"This time the difficulty of the paper has been specially increased. I don't know how many points the students can take." Zhao Feng, the teacher of the second class, just finished a math paper, turning the page while shaking his head: "Half of this semester has passed, some The students' hearts are still floating, wait until the score comes out and give them a tight. As for the one I just approved, what the answer is!"

"Yes," Sun Dongan, the teacher in charge of the third class, answered, "Seeing the score I got on the test, it's still..."

Halfway through his words, he stopped abruptly.

The teachers in the office turned to see him one after another: "What's the matter?"

"Teacher Sun, what did you see? Why are you so surprised?"

"This..." Teacher Sun pointed at a paper with bright eyes: "I just approved a completely correct math paper!"

He said excitedly: "Although I don't know how the multiple-choice questions are answered yet, the rest of the questions are all correct."

The question of this test was given by the provincial experiment teacher himself. The provincial experiment teacher was ruthless and stubborn, specifically asking questions. The difficulty of this set of papers is much harder than that of the city's unified examination.

However, there are a lot of experimental students in the province, and every examination will give a lot of full marks. don't know if it is a full mark. How can it make Teacher Sun excited?

The other teachers are a little confused.

Zhang Jing glanced at Sun Dongan disdainfully: "It's just a full score in mathematics."

Only the teachers of the key classes and parallel classes are so rare and weird. Seeing the full score paper, they are just as excited as anything else.

"No." Teacher Sun picked up the sealed stack of test papers on the table and explained: "I have finished all this stack of test papers. I didn't even have more than fifty points before. This is the last one with full marks! You are blamed. No blame?!"

"There are people who can get full marks in the next few examination rooms?"

When Teacher Sun said so, the other teachers immediately became interested and came together to take a look.

"Not a student in our class, this handwriting is unfamiliar."

"It's not like our class."

"It's weird, which class is that from?"

Several teachers were secretly guessing that Teacher Wang, who teaches chemistry in Class 7 suddenly exclaimed: "The same situation as Teacher Sun has also happened on my side."

He shook the paper in his hand: "Except for multiple-choice questions, Li Zong doesn't know, the others are full marks."

Teacher Wang already had a vague guess in his heart, and his excited words were unsatisfactory: "No one else in the same examination room as or with him has a score of more than 100!"

Hearing this, other teachers rushed over.

Sure enough, it was the same as Teacher Wang said.

A bright light flashed in a teacher's mind, and suddenly thought of the post on the forum, his eyes widened: "Could it be..."

He swallowed dryly, and finally said the name with difficulty: "Qing Ci of Class Seven, right?"

As soon as his voice fell, Zhang Jing snorted coldly: "Impossible!"

How could a small bastard in Class 7 take the exam so well? !

The other teachers didn't believe it. They all knew the post, but no one took the content of the post seriously.

A teacher said: "Anyway, this stack of papers is finished, should we take it apart and have a look? We are guessing here, maybe we got confused when binding."

Sun Dongan nodded and said, "I think so, or just take it apart?"

Several other teachers nodded.

There is no problem with opening the name in advance for the exams in my school. Besides, this stack of papers is so small and there is nothing to do.

Under the gaze of all the teachers in the office, Sun Dongan slowly opened the sealing line and pulled out the math paper.

When the eyes were focused on that name, all the teachers in the office lost their voices collectively.

The teachers opened their eyes wide, breathing heavily, and some even rubbed their eyes childishly.

Impossible, fake, how could it be him? !

For a while, the office was extremely quiet, and the needles fell.

For a long time, Zhang Jing screamed in disbelief and broke the peace in the room: "How is this possible?!"

However, she didn’t believe it and she couldn’t help it. On the neat scroll, there were a few words clearly written in the name of the class column—

Senior two, seventh class, Jing Ci.

At the same time, Teacher Wang also took apart the sealing line.

"My God!" Zhao Feng, who has always been serious, clutched his chest and made an unbelievable expression: "You are also Jing Ci?!"

The souls of the other teachers were all shocked by this name, and it took a while to slow down and rush towards the paper.

"Really Jingci? He actually pretended to be?! I'll go."

"The child now is really... show me another look, am I right?!"

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."

A teacher has already had his appetite at the moment. He grabbed Jing Ci's math paper and said excitedly: "Quick! Find out his other papers and answer sheets! See how much the total score is?!"

His proposal received unanimous responses from other teachers.

When the names are all confused, it may be a bit difficult to find someone else's papers, but Jingci is the last one in the last examination room. The goal is particularly obvious, and it is relatively easy to find.

Teachers gossiping is also very accessible. In less than ten minutes, they rushed to put the papers and answer sheets of Jingci on the table.

The answer sheet has already been read, and now only the Chinese and English papers are left without approval.

"Hurry up!" The other teachers urged the teacher who approved the papers: "Hurry up and see what his total score is!"

The two teachers were urged by a bunch of people to have a headache. They emptied their heads and finished the papers. When the scores were added up, everyone was stupid.

"The only deduction for Chinese is two points for composition." The teacher who wrote Jingci's language paper had a complicated expression: "I still think the full marks are too much, so I deliberately deducted them."

The teacher criticizing the English language looked dull, looking at the test paper and muttering, he had already begun to doubt life: "I can't even find the point of deduction..."

The teacher of the second class, Zhao Feng, keenly grasped the point. He trembling and trembling put all the Jingci papers together, and finally made a summary: "In other words, Jingci's math, English, and theory are all full marks. Is only the language deducted two points?"

Other teachers: "..."

"Impossible!" Zhang Jing couldn't accept this fact at all. She slapped the table and stood up, and said with convincing words: "It must be cheating! He must be cheating!"

Zhao Feng rubbed his face and said faintly: "Cheating? Teacher Zhang, you just call a student in the last examination room, give him all the exercise books and books, let him open the exam, and you can see if he can get full marks."

Zhang Jing was speechless.

All the teachers who had some thoughts in their hearts were speechless.

Indeed, without real strength, cheating will not get a full score.

No, the school still has surveillance. Just call up the monitor and you will know what is going on.

Suddenly, the office fell into deathly silence.

Teacher Liu's son just started elementary school this year. Some time ago, he caught the flu. After treatment for a period of time, the symptoms of fever and runny nose disappeared, but he always coughed. went to several hospitals and failed to cure it, which made Teacher Liu exhausted and had to ask for leave again and again.

After coming out of the hospital again, Teacher Liu handed his son to his wife, called a car, and hurried to school anxiously.

He worked overtime last night and approved a few more stacks of papers. didn't eat any food this morning, and rushed to the schedule all morning, and finally the task was almost completed.

But he still has a lot to do next.

The mathematics he teaches needs to calculate the total score, and he is the teacher in charge. When the results of all subjects are available, he still needs to do data analysis.

These are nothing, Teacher Liu is used to it. But when the results came out, Mr. Liu felt uncomfortable when he thought of the sympathetic or gloating eyes from all over the office.

At the school gate, Mr. Liu paid and got out of the car, went upstairs all the way, and walked towards the office.

Before entering the door, he deliberately put on a cold face. In this way, those teachers who come to him with different purposes will have to weigh up when they speak again.

Poor Teacher Liu, who is always the bottom of the exam, has already figured out a way to survive in the office amidst cynicism.

Today, however, something seems to be wrong.

Teacher Liu stood at the door, looking back at the other teachers who were staring at him with shining eyes, thinking back and forth.

what happened?

Did their class get the worst score in history?

That's not right, this is just beginning to appraise the papers, how could it be possible to get results so soon?

Is that something new in their class?

Teacher Liu coughed, cleared his throat, and walked in, just about to say hello to the others, all the teachers in the office immediately gathered around——

"Teacher Liu, you can count it!"

"Come on, show you something! Make sure you don't believe it."

"Hurry up, where's the paper? From whom, bring it to Teacher Liu!"

………………

Teacher Liu took the papers handed over by the teachers with a dazed expression, turned it over a few times, and his face immediately turned black.

Okay, now the people in the office are beginning to unite and come together to squeeze him out? !

He actually used several full marks to stimulate him!

He cares about this? !

Teacher Liu snorted coldly and said gruffly: "What's the matter, mathematics, English and Physics are both full marks, and Chinese are also almost full marks, what's wrong?!"

Zhao Feng pointed to the upper left corner of the test paper and reminded him: "Teacher Liu, look at the name."

Look at the name and fuck!

Not his student.

Teacher Liu was so angry that he rolled his eyes in his heart. When looked over, had already organized the words of the angry group of teachers in heart.

However, these sharp words were all blocked in his throat when he saw the familiar name in the upper left corner.

Teacher Liu's eyes widened, and he repeatedly chewed the words "Senior Grade Two and Seven, Jing Ci".

My mind hasn't reacted yet, and my hands have already begun to move quickly to scroll through the papers, looking at the names on them one by one.

Jingci are all Jingci!

"Jing Ci?" Teacher Liu still couldn't believe it: "Jing Ci in our class?!"

Zhao Feng nodded: "Yes."

Zhao Feng smiled and looked at Teacher Liu: "Does it feel incredible?"

The answer to him was a long hiccup from Teacher Liu.

Poor Teacher Liu was holding a few papers, adding additions and subtractions in his mind, he was abruptly frightened by the total score.

On Monday morning, the students from Class 7 yawned and swayed over to study in the morning.

As soon as Zheng Que entered the door, he rushed to Jing Ci and said excitedly: "When I just passed the office, I listened a little bit more, and a teacher said that the grades came out!"

Li Zhou heard his words as soon as he walked in, and he covered his head with a whine.

Zheng Que is unclear, so: "What's wrong, isn't this a good thing? Anyway, Jingci will definitely be in the top three hundred."

There were thousands of tears in Li Zhou's heart, and he dragged Zheng Que to the last row, stunned his head and said: "Do you know when Jing Ci will come out when the reasoning is tested?"

"What time?" Zheng Que asked intently before he could figure it out.

"It's less than eleven o'clock!" Li Zhou lay on the table: "This beast must be fooled and handed it over after answering.

"What?" He porridge also came. He was still dozing off, and he suddenly became sober when he heard Li Zhou's words: "Then the first three hundred..."

Li Zhou shook his head.

He congee has a big mouth. He couldn't hold it back when he heard the news that seemed like a bolt from the blue. He went to force him for any relationship with him.

As a result, the early self-study ended, and all the students in Class 7 knew that Jing Ci had no hope of the top 300 in this exam.

He Zong found someone to watch at the door, secretly took out his mobile phone, and found the post on the forum.

In just a few days, the number of replies to the post has exceeded the 900th floor.

[816th floor: Check in on Monday! I have received the exact news, and I will announce the results later in class, and wait for the host to make a face. 】

【Floor 822: Hahahahahaha for the first time so looking forward to announcing the results, I just want to see if the faces of those in Class 7 hurt. 】

[Floor 850: Where are the people in Class 7? Wasn't it a joy to jump at first? Isn't it determined that Jingci is a master of learning? Now the results are coming out soon, how about you guys? 】

[Eight hundred and seventy-sixth floor: Hey, I suddenly start to feel sorry for the fools of Class 7...]

[Nine hundred and thirty-first floor: I remember a sand sculpture on the first few hundred floors said that Jing Ci would definitely be able to enter the top three hundred this time. If he didn't enter him to grab the speaker with Feng Datu? 】

………………

"What's going on?" He Jiang said with a toothache on his face: "Could it be...Could it be that we just lie down and laugh at it?"

"Otherwise?" Li Zhou sighed and pointed to the screen of the phone: "Did you see it? The sand sculpture that said I was going to grab the speaker from Feng Datu was me. Who is miserable?"

Peng Chengcheng: "..."

Zheng Que is a real scumbag, and he has a blind trust in Jing Ci. The matter has reached this point, and he still doesn't give up: "But Jing Ci said, he will definitely be able to make the top 300."

He congee heard this and patted him on the shoulder: "Old Zheng, you are always so innocent, let me say what is good about you."

The class suddenly sighed. Except for Jing Ci and Ying Jiao, they didn't feel anything. The rest of them were frowning and didn't even go to the toilet.

The first class in the morning was a math class. Teacher Liu wore a suit for the first time. His tendons were bulging, and his sleeves were about to break.

He held a stack of papers and walked in vigorously.

He Zhou pointed his finger and raised it, then turned to Zheng Que and said, "Have you seen? Old Liu is already crazy."

Teacher Liu walked up to the podium, put the paper on the podium, pinched two pieces of paper and shook it underneath: "The results of this exam have already come out. All the results are printed on paper. Look at it yourself after class!"

"The mathematics results will be announced below! Those who are named will come up and get their own papers!"

"Zheng Que: 9 points! Among our classmates, I am most convinced by Zheng Que! You said you can blindfold even with your eyes closed, right?"

"He porridge: 68! The number is pretty lucky, I don't know if you are lucky when you go home."

"Winning pride: 70! You have a good relationship with He Congee, even the scores are good for both brothers!"

……………………

Teacher Liu usually announces that his grades are from high to low, but today don’t know what’s going on, and started to announce from the lowest.

The name was called out in a circle, and all the students in the class got the papers except Jingci.

"What's the situation? Where's your paper?" Ying Jiao frowned: "I'll go up and see it for you?"

"No," Jing Ci shook his head, he probably knew what was going on.

Sure enough, Teacher Liu cleared his throat and continued: "The last paper is for Jingci, 150 points!!!"

Class 7 exploded!

"Fuck!! How many points???" He Conge took out his ears in disbelief, "Are my ears stuffed with earwax? Old Liu said how many points did Jingci score in the math test?"

Zheng Que's eyes were dull, and he unconsciously responded to He porridge: "I... I seem to be deaf too, 150 points?"

Even Peng Chengcheng, who has always been calm, opened his mouth: "1, 150 points? What is the full score in mathematics? 250?"

"What?" Zheng Que's eyes widened: "So I have always remembered wrong? The perfect score for math is 250?!"

He porridge wiped his face, turned his head and said angrily: "I think you two are 250!"

In the eyes of the class 7 students either shocked or dull, Jing Ci came to the stage very calmly and took away his own papers.

As soon as he returned to his seat, the paper was taken by Yingjiao.

Yingjiao flipped through the paper repeatedly, yes, every question was right, 150 points, full marks.

He looked at Jing Ci with complicated eyes.

I knew that this little pervert had good grades, but didn't expect it to be so good.

He returned the paper to Jing Ci, his eyes fell on the big ‘70’ on his paper, and his eyes dropped slightly.

Teacher Liu still said from the podium: "Seeing Jingci, he is your role model! 150 points of mathematics, given the difficulty of this test paper, there are not many supernormal classes!"

However, no one listened to him at all below. Jing Ci's paper was like a holy relic. It passed from the middle row to the south row and then to the north row. It was worshipped by everyone in the seventh class. Return to his hands.

Li Zhou was the first person to sober up. He calculated his account in his heart. Since Jingci can test 150 in mathematics, he won't be too low in other subjects.

Zheng Que thought about it with him, and directly raised his hand to ask Teacher Liu: "Teacher! What about Jing Ci's other subject scores? You can announce them together!"

Originally, what Mr. Liu hated most was the announcement of the results, but today, no one in the school is looking forward to this link more than him. In the morning, he even urged the faculty and staff to post the red list as soon as possible.

"Ah," Teacher Liu's lips curled up: "Since you are looking forward to it, I will announce it together now."

The students in Class 7 waited with bated breath.

"Mathematics has a perfect score of 150."

"English has a perfect score of 150."

"The total score is 300."

"Language..." Teacher Liu paused, glanced at the audience, looked towards Jing Ci, and said pretentiously: "The language is not good, it's a bit of a hindrance, only 148."

Knowing his total score, Jing Ci was finally relieved.

He never understood why his college entrance examination was so bad. In the previous world, he almost always dominated the first place with full scores in the city's joint examinations and unified examinations.

Jing Ci felt that his answers to the college entrance examination papers were particularly good, and he did not find any errors in the answers. Who knew that after the results came out, they directly gave him a blow. Knowing that his level has not regressed, he finally let go of his mind.

Class 7 was quiet for three minutes and then exploded again.

"Fuck me!!!"

"Damn it!!! How many points are there??!!!"

"Mom!!! Where's the calculator? Use me to calculate the total score!!!"

"Aren't you fucking stupid? Just minus 2 points from the perfect score!! A total score of 748??! Fuck!"

………………

In this class, no one in Class 7 attended the class seriously except Jingci, and they were all talking about his dazzling score.

At the urging of Teacher Liu, after the second class in the morning, the red list for this exam was finally posted.

Because of the post on the forum, the second-year student was very concerned about the test results. After hearing that the red list came out, they rushed to find Jing Ci’s name from behind.

And the students in Class 7 stood on the far left of the red list, staring at the top dumbfounded

1: Jing Ci 748

2: Jiang Chong 723

In the provincial experiment, a place where students gather, and can get 25 points away from the second place, Jing Ci is still the first person in the history of the school.

The students in other classes were blinded, and they couldn't find Jing Ci's name. Some people couldn't help but whispered, "Couldn't he pass the paper again this time, so it doesn't count as a grade?"

He Zhou was waiting for such a fool to deliver him to the door. Hearing the words, he immediately waved at the mumbling person: "Come on, come and see who is number one on the red list."

He congee was also considered the number one person in the provincial experiment.

But in heart, thought to self, who is the number one, it is always either Jiang Chong from Class One or Zhou Chao from Class Two.

However, when his gaze fell on the top name, his chin fell to the ground with a click: "Jing Ci?! Jing Ci was ranked No. 1 in the whole year?!"

When this voice went down, the entire red list was silent for a moment.

After seeing enough of everyone's unbelievable expressions, He Zhou swayed to the horizontal bar.

"Day! It's so cool!!" Zheng Que laughed, "This is the happiest day since I was born!"

"Jing Ci..." Peng Chengcheng's expression was complicated: "It's really amazing."

Peng Chengcheng's character is cold and hard, and he can say something powerful, but that is a big deal.

He Cong also sighed: "Tell the truth, this result really scared me. When I first listened to Li Zhou's comment on Jingci and finished the comprehensive papers in two hours, I felt a sigh in my heart. I was finished thinking about it. I really didn't expect it. what."

Zheng Que sighed: "Who would have thought that there was a big boss hiding beside us, Jing Ci's hand is really a Tianxiu."

Several people kept talking about it, and their worship of Jingci had reached its culmination.

Only Yingjiao did not participate. He leaned against the wall and smoked quietly.

"What's wrong with Brother Jiao?" He Zhou touched Peng Chengcheng with his elbow and whispered: "It's been like this since the first class."

Peng Chengcheng raised his eyes and glanced at him, then shook his head: "I don't know, maybe something happened to his house again?"

Only Zheng Que was heartless, disregarding the cold face of winning arrogance, leaning over and said: "How about, brother arrogant, what is it like to be at the same table with the boss? Tell us about it, let us scumbags feel it! "

Ying Jiao flicked the soot, raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Yes, Jingci is a master of learning, and these people are collectively called scumbags.

Between the two, there is almost a gap of a red list.

Ying Jiao spit out a cigarette ring, squeezed out the remaining half of the cigarette and threw it into the trash can. Irrespective of Zheng Que, he turned around and left.

Zheng Que still asked, after being slapped by He Zhou, he quickly closed his mouth.

Since the test results came out, Jing Ci has become the object of everyone's attention, and the seat has almost become a tourist attraction.

Fortunately, he is at the same table to win arrogance, no one dares to touch the arrogant things.

As soon as Ying Jiao came back, the people surrounding Jing Ci immediately dispersed, Jing Ci finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's so busy..." Ying Jiao leaned in and said with a chuckle: "Little classmate, I did a good job in the exam. I am very proud of our Class 7. Congratulations."

"Thank you." Jing Ci smiled at him and accepted his kindness.

"Busy little classmates, do you have time to tell me about "Pipa Xing"? I don't understand some things."

Upon hearing this, Jing Ci glanced at Yingjiao with some surprise. This was the first time Yingjiao took the initiative to learn: "Of course."

He pulled out the Chinese books from the bookshelf, turned to the page of "Pipa Xing", line by line, and began to give Ying Jiao listen seriously.

The youth's faint voice rang in his ears. This time, Yingjiao not only listened to the voice, but also remembered the content in his heart.

At the same time, the post on the forum ushered in a new wave of replies.

[Nine hundred and eighty-eighth floor: When the book is used, I hate less, and one sentence is over! Pointing the way to the second-year science red list, there are surprises. 】

[Nine hundred and ninety floor: What can I say besides fucking trough? ! Damn it! I feel that I have witnessed history! 】

[One Thousand Floor: What's the situation upstairs? What's wrong? Did the sand sculptures from Class 7 really grab the trumpet with Feng Datu? ? ? 】

[One Thousand and Seventh Floor: Brothers from One Thousand Floor...Are you living in the Neolithic Age? The news is too late...]

[One thousand and twelfth floor: Fuck, fuck! ! ! Is Jing Ci's achievement true? ! Isn't it cheating? ? ? ! ! 】

[One Thousand and Thirteenth Floor: The brother upstairs should be sober, okay? All have been admitted to the provincial experiment, so use more brains. Such a result can be made by cheating? ? 】

[One thousand and twenty-eighth floor: I went to see the red list and came back, took photos to give back to the society. [picture]】

[One thousand and twenty-ninth floor: Fuck! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[One thousand and thirty floor: Damn it! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[One Thousand and 31st Floor: I... I'll be more civilized. I took a big kick! ! ! ! ! 】

[One thousand and thirty-two floor: Fuck Fuck! It turns out that the sand sculptures have always been us, not from Class 7...]

Jing Ci fought a beautiful turnaround for Class 7 with a score of two points. Overwhelming a group of top students in super-normal classes and key classes, disregarding the crowd.

All the people who used to ridicule and ridicule on the forum disappeared, and the people who said that Jingci's total score could exceed two hundred points to live the live broadcast also disappeared, replaced by a shock of admiration.

Jing Ci's past results, including the senior high school entrance examination results, were all turned up and posted on the forum.

Except for the high school entrance examination score, which has a few hundred points, the other large and small examinations all have zero points. The 748 that sets off this time is particularly shocking.

This wave of Tianxiu's operations made Jing Ci an instant celebrity in the provincial experiment.

After coming out of the red list, there are countless people who deliberately or unintentionally probe their heads outside the seven classes every day and want to see him.

The students in Class 7 are now walking outside with their heads upright, especially with You Rongyan, as if they were the first person in the whole year.

Even the principal and the deputy principal were alarmed.

There are countless good high schools in Donghai Province. Although the comprehensive strength of the provincial experiment has always been ranked first, its status has been somewhat unstable in recent years.

Foreign languages ​​in the new area have sprung up in recent years, robbing a lot of students from the provincial experiment.

Last year, the enrollment rate of foreign language books exceeded 85 percent, catching up with the provincial experiment.

Not only that, but Foreign Languages ​​also offers international classes to train international students. With this alone, many wealthy parents have changed their children to foreign languages.

Now suddenly there is a top student who can exceed the second place by 25 points. Can the principal be upset?

The principal even talked with Teacher Liu about this, and specifically emphasized that we must pay attention to the mental health of the student Jingci, try our best to meet his needs, and report to the school in time if something happens.

The child finally wanted to leave, but he must not be allowed to retract again.

Teacher Liu is proud of the spring breeze these days, and feels that he is more than ten years younger, and he is full of energy in everything. Hearing what the principal said, he immediately understood.

It's just that he is a little confused.

Teacher Liu hesitated, and told the principal: "Should you inform his parents about Jing Ci's test results this time?"

The principal already knew Jing Ci's fabricated excuse, and shook his head quickly when he heard the words: "Don't do good, don't act rashly. If you want to tell, Jing Ci himself told us that our school must not overtake me."

This bear kid even dared to pretend to take the high school entrance examination.

At that time, all he lost was a test paper, but the school lost a science champion!

"Okay." Teacher Liu also felt that this was better, and nodded in agreement.

As a result, Jing Ci's achievements were so concealed.

"Damn," Li Zhou, who was paid attention to in the cafeteria again, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Jing, "I don't think I can eat with you anymore."

The feeling of being stared at wherever go is really terrifying.

Jing Ci calmly put the plate on the table, and methodically picked up the spoon to eat: "It's fine when they don't exist."

"I think too!" Someone watched, Li Zhou's movements of eating chicken legs were quite gentle, and he lowered his head and whispered: "But it's really not good."

Jing Ci smiled: "Then let's eat quickly and go back after eating."

Li Zhou nodded hurriedly.

The two ate lunch quickly, and as soon as they walked out of the canteen, they ran into a group of Yingjiao who came out of the small shop.

Recently, Yingjiao hasn't messed up much, so he is willing to learn, and Jingci has become much cleaner.

"Have you finished eating?" Ying Jiao walked over, took two cups of milk tea from Zheng Que, stuffed it with the label on it to Jing Ci, and gave the other cup to Li Zhou.

Li Zhou was flattered holding the milk tea, just about to decline, he was swept away by He Congee's eyes, and immediately did not dare to speak.

Seeing Jingci, Ying Jiao wanted to refuse, and before he could speak, he said: "You don't want it, I will not be embarrassed to let you talk to me in the future."

"It's okay." Jing Ci said seriously: "As long as you have any questions, you can come to me at any time, you don't need these." With that, he put the milk tea back into Yingjiao's hands.

Yingjiao took advantage of the situation and shook Jing Ci's hand, and said with a chuckle: "So good to me?"

Jing Ci was slightly unnatural when he smiled: "Everyone is a classmate..."

"Classmates?" Ying Jiao looked down at the hands between the two and said meaningfully: "So many people are watching, you and I are holding hands and pulling and pulling on the playground. I don't know. I thought we were... "

Before he finished speaking, Jing Ci shook his hand abruptly as if he had been burned.

Ying Jiao raised the corner of his mouth, held his wrist, and put the milk tea in his hand again: "Take it."

Later, Zheng Que looked at Yingjiao and his empty hand, with a dumbfounded look: "Wait...Jingci's cup of milk tea was bought by Brother Jiao, but what do I think of Li Zhou's milk tea? It's mine...I also added a pearl specially, what's the matter?"

He Conge patted him lovingly on the shoulder: "Plastic brotherhood, no milk tea. Don't think about it, go back and drink more hot water."

A few people walked to the classroom together.

Jing Ci is now in full swing.

He is good-looking, coupled with a schoolmaster halo and violent showmanship, the ideal first love in the heart of a proper little girl.

From the canteen to the classroom alone, many girls deliberately passed in front of him, and some of them walked several times.

Ying Jiao walked next to Jing Ci, watching one girl after another staring at Jing Ci, her eyes glowing, her eyes were obsessed, and she was so excited that she couldn't wait to rush over and give him a kiss, the smile on the corners of her mouth gradually disappeared.

He kicked a small stone beside him and yanked Jing Ci to his side.

Jing Ci looked at him inexplicably.

"The sun is big over there, it's too hot."

It turned out to be like this, Jing Ci was stunned, smiled at him gratefully, and moved to him again.

After returning to the classroom, Ying Jiao opened the notes that Jing Ci had arranged for him as usual.

He doesn't have a good foundation. Jing Ci's notes focused on this point, and the more detailed he made later.

Jingci has a good memory, solid knowledge, and is very good at mastering them. Sometimes remember to remember, thinking of the things you learned in the first year of high school will be handwritten.

In this way, the notes of Yingjiao became thicker and thicker, and more and more things were learned.

When Jing Ci saw that he returned to his seat, he began to read. When he remembered that he didn't want milk tea, he was embarrassed to ask himself questions, so he leaned in and said, "Is there any question today?"

He lay on the table, tilted his head slightly, and from the angle of winning arrogance, he just happened to see his eyelashes that blinked gently.

Suddenly, Yingjiao's heart felt like being slapped by something fluffy, itchy and swelling.

He turned around, taking advantage of the opportunity to get the exercise book, and seemed to touch Jingci's eyelashes with his fingers unintentionally.

When the most fragile part of his face was touched, Jing Ci closed his eyes subconsciously and leaned back.

"Have you met your eyes?" Ying Jiao turned around and asked pretendingly. While Jing Ci was still closing his eyes, he held up his face: "Let me see."

The boys are full of fire, and even if the weather turns cold these days, the palms of their hands are still warm. It pressed tightly against Jing Ci's skin, causing his cheeks to heat up.

"It's okay..." Jing Ci turned his head and wanted to avoid: "I didn't touch it." But his head was held tightly by Ying Jiao's hands, and he couldn't move at all.

"Hiss...Don't move." Ying Jiao Ren smiled, but the expression on his face was very serious: "Let you stop moving. Is it a small thing to touch your eyes? Let me see."

"It's okay." Jing Ci just felt that something swayed in front of his eyes just now. All the movements were subconscious, and the winning movements were so light that they didn't touch him at all.

Winning Jiao didn't listen to him, he used his hands hard, raised his face slightly, and leaned over.

He leaned very close, so close that Jing Ci even felt his hot breathing.

Jing Ci raised his eyes, his eyelashes trembled for a moment when his eyes were facing each other, and he hurriedly looked away.

As if he was pleased by his performance, Winning laughed arrogantly. Just as he was about to say something, a loud shout of excitement came from the door of the classroom: "Jingci! There is a beautiful woman looking for it!"

Jing Ci was a joke, and quickly pushed away Winning Pride.

With a ridiculous smile on his face, Chen Miaomiao jumped to Jing Ci: "A real beauty, she still has a pink letter in her hand. She is looking for you with a blushing face. Go out and have a look."

Yingjiao's eyes gradually dimmed.

Chen Miaomiao didn't notice it, but kept urging Jing Ci: "Go, I must be here to send you a love letter!"

Jing Ci is the least good at dealing with this situation. He doesn't plan to fall in love. Instead of giving others illusory hope, it is better to refuse to the end.

He shook his head: "I don't know people from other classes. If I don't go out anymore, you can just get me back."

Chen Miaomiao said anxiously: "How can this work, I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Ying Jiao suddenly held Jing Ci's waist with one hand, and pressed his back with the other, and pressed his upper body against his lap.

Jing Ci froze for a moment, and then began to struggle hard: "What are you doing?"

"Don't move! Otherwise, you have to go out if you are seen," Ying Jiao held him down and sneered: "Do you know what will happen next? You will be forced into a love letter, and you can't even refuse to refuse. Oh, maybe even return. Will be coaxed in the corridor to agree to the girl, and then old Liu knows that he will call you to the office every day to talk to you."

"At that time, all the teachers in the office and all the students in the whole school will know. The Jingci who took the first exam, he, floats, feels that it is great to be the first, and he has begun to fall in love..."

Jing Ci's body suddenly stiffened, and he didn't dare to move anymore.

Ying Jiao put his hand on the back of his head, raised his eyes and looked at Chen Miaomiao faintly, and he was very comfortable: "Go, tell the girl that Jing Ci is not in the classroom."

Chen Miaomiao was shocked by his operation, shook his head dullly, and stammered: "But... but she knows Jing Ci is there."

"Oh," Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows, gently rubbed Jing Ci's hair, and said with a faint smile: "Then tell her that Jing Ci is on my lap and there is no time to go out."