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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Twenty Eight"

weight="142042"

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

mode = "manual"

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Yingjiao is in good health and has strong firepower. Even after a thin layer of sweater, Jing Ci can still feel the heat on his body, warmly surrounding him.

There was noisy human voices in the playground, the light rain in the sky was still intermittently underground, and the students around me came and went, laughing, chatting, or rushing.

Ying Jiao embraced him with one hand, and held an umbrella with the other. The small space under the umbrella was not invaded by wind or rain.

Jing Ci was stunned for a few seconds, then gently stretched out his hand to push away Ying Jiao: "You still can't leave?"

"Go." Ying Jiao pulled him back again, fearing that he was really angry and ran outside to get wet, so he didn't dare to tease him anymore, and said in a high-sounding voice: "Isn't this worried that you are cold."

Jing Ci lowered his eyes slightly and looked at his shoelaces: "It won't be cold anymore when you go back early."

Winning arrogance choked, the word was exhausted.

He smiled, and said helplessly: "Okay, you are reasonable, you are right."

No matter how big the playground of the provincial experiment is, the dormitory building is only a few minutes away. Soon, two people stood at the door of the dormitory.

Ying Jiao handed his schoolbag to Jing Ci: "Go in."

Jing Ci was startled: "Aren't you going in?"

"I go home."

"You... didn't you mean staying tonight?"

Yingjiao opened the shoulder strap of his schoolbag, and hung it on his arm, while saying: "No, there is something going on when I go back tonight. Isn't it because you didn't bring an umbrella. Okay, go up."

He waved to Jingci: "Brother is gone, see you tomorrow."

Jing Ci pursed his lips. Seeing that Ying Jiao was about to turn around, he hesitated and said to him, "Be careful on the road."

Ying Jiao paused, and then the corners of his lips twitched little by little.

Jing Ci climbed to the third floor and stood at the door of his dormitory. As soon as he reached out to push the door, the door was pulled open from the inside.

Li Zhou was taken aback when he saw him: "I'm going, this is really a coincidence." He shook the umbrella in his hand: "If you don't come back, I want to pick you up."

Jing Ci thanked him, put the schoolbag on the only table in the dormitory, adjusted the angle a few times, and then stopped until it seemed pleasing to the eye.

Li Zhou circled him around, and the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong.

He stretched out his hand and touched Jing Ci's body, wondering: "Didn't you not bring your umbrella? Why is it not wet at all?"

Jing Ci was short and holding a basin. He paused when he heard the words and said vaguely: "I shared a hand with others."

"Yeah," Li Zhou's gaze fell on his face, envy and jealously said: "It's good to be handsome, is it a girl who borrowed your umbrella?"

girl?

Thinking of Yingjiao's well-defined face, Jing Ci's lips curled slightly, and he didn't answer.

Li Zhou consciously discovered the truth, lay down on the bed and sighed and said: "Nowadays girls all look at their faces, but it's a pity that they don't understand a truth. Not only do they want boyfriends, but they also want handsome ones."

Jing Ci was walking out with the basin. Hearing what he said, he didn't explain anything, but changed the topic without a trace: "There are also talents for seeing."

Li Zhou: "..."

Unfortunately, he has no face or talent.

He threw on Jing Ci with a fierce look, wrapped his arms around his neck, and said viciously: "You tell me again to try?"

Jing Ci smiled: "Don't tell the truth yet?"

"Okay, you!" Li Zhou pressed his hand to knock him down.

At this moment, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and a few boys from Class 7 who were also staying came in.

Seeing the actions of the two of them, a boy immediately pulled Li Zhou away: "What are you doing? What are you doing?!"

Wu Weicheng pushed Li Zhou aside and glared at him: "Your! Away from our Jing Ci's head! Do you understand it!"

Wu Weicheng is the squad leader of Class 7 and the only one who can enter the top three hundred and fifty of the previous seven classes. He is pretty good in other subjects, math alone, just like Chen Miaomiao, just not acquainted.

Every time took the exam, couldn't do the ten big questions at the back. was often called to the office by Teacher Liu to scold me after the results came out.

Ever since he saw Jing Ci scored a perfect score in the math test in the mid-term exam, he always came to ask Jing Ci questions.

People in Class 7 even joked that he and Chen Miaomiao had to give Jing Ci a pennant at the end of their term.

Wu Weicheng's personality is very outgoing. After the two people got acquainted, he brought a few boys from Class 7 to the Jingci dormitory from time to time. Sometimes he even took a workbook and asked a few questions by the way.

He is tall and magnificent, and he is the same figure as Teacher Liu. Everyone else is a normal number l, and he is number xxxl. Li Zhou didn't have the slightest power to counterattack in his hands. Like a chicken, he was lifted and slipped aside.

"I don't care about my brains!" Li Zhou took a sip and muttered softly.

Several other boys sat down next to him, put Li Zhou's shoulders on them, and joked: "Fortunately, Jingci is not a girl, otherwise he will be entangled by Old Wu for the rest of his life."

Wu Weicheng hissed and frowned: "What are you talking about."

After taking a look at Jing Ci and seeing that he didn't care, he was relieved.

Before, because the original body chased and won the arrogant chase too much, the people in Class 7 all agreed that Jingci liked boys.

But since Jingci changed for the better, he has never been entangled with Yingjiao anymore. On the contrary, Yingjiao often makes some jokes with him. People in Class 7 didn't know whether they really liked winning arrogance from the prospects, or whether it was the same as the grades, it was purely a deliberate cause of the second illness.

I've been curious for a while and haven't seen anything, it doesn't matter over time.

It doesn't matter if he likes men and women.

People who like men, there is only one boy in the school, and none of them won the arrogance. They are not worried at all. If you like women, then there is nothing wrong with them.

But careful people still avoid making such jokes with Jing Ci, lest he is unnatural.

Several boys smiled and made a begging gesture at Wu Weicheng.

When they came, Jing Ci would not be so good to wash again. He put the basin by his feet and stayed to chat with a few people.

Wu Weicheng calculated the time and said, "It's so fast. Tomorrow is Saturday."

"What's wrong on Saturday." Li Zhou curled his lips, tilted on the folded quilt, and sighed: "No holiday."

"Yes," the boy next to him said: "I'm so envious to see other schools are off, and my dad is really too. I'm not the one to study, but I want to put me in the province to experiment. The profession is not right. "

Jing Ci smiled and didn't answer the conversation. He pulled out a bag of French bread from the drawer and threw it to them.

He was often hungry when he came back at night, so he prepared a few bags of French bread in the bedroom. This stuff is cheap and can be kept for a long time, and eating a few when you are hungry can be a lot better.

Several boys were not polite with him, took one by one, teared it open and put it in his mouth.

They are all sixteen or seventeen years old, and everything can fit into the stomach.

After a boy finished eating, he just wanted to put the packing bag on the bed. Jing Ci gave him a faint look. He unconsciously pushed his back and quickly turned and threw it into the trash can.

"The school bathhouse will open tomorrow," Wu Weicheng said while eating, "Are you going to take a bath?"

In summer, boys usually wash in the toilet.

But now that the weather is getting colder, and if you use cold water, you will get sick. Even if the firepower is strong, I dare not spoil myself so much.

Jing Ci thought for a while and nodded: "I'll go."

The provincial experiment strictly controls the boarding students, and they are not allowed to leave the school at all. The school’s bathhouse is only open on Saturdays and Sundays, so it’s not in summer, and you must choose to take a bath on these two days.

Several other people agreed: "Go go."

"Then you bring everything with you tomorrow morning. We will skip dinner at noon and go straight to the bathhouse." Wu Weicheng swallowed the last bite of bread in his mouth and said: "Otherwise, you won't be able to grab the faucet."

Jing Ci nodded: "Okay."

Although it is also possible to go out to wash on Sunday afternoon, but half a day is taken every week, which is very valuable. Most students will choose to go to the bathhouse on Saturday.

So noon on Saturday is the most crowded time for the provincial experimental bathhouse.

"At that time, no one will allow ink marks," Wu Weicheng looked at several boys and warned: "As soon as the bell hits at the end of the fourth class, we will immediately rush out to grab a spot. Did you hear that?"

Li Zhoubai glanced at him: "It's necessary for you to say it? It's as if you haven't been there before."

Wu Weicheng ignored him, turned to Jing Ci, and made a double-standard dog very honestly: "You slow down and it's okay. Then I will help you take up space."

Jing Ci smiled: "No, I'll be with you."

When Jing Ci first came here, he was really not used to the atmosphere of robbing everything from the provincial experiment, but after staying for a long time, he gradually accepted it. Sometimes he went to the cafeteria to run faster than Li Zhou.

A few people just agreed.

The next morning, Jing Ci wrapped shampoo, towels and other bathing utensils in plastic bags, stuffed them into school bags, and carried them back into the classroom.

The opaque plastic bag he used was put into the table hole when he got to the seat, so even if Yingjiao was at the same table with him, he didn't find it.

Until the third class was over, Wu Weicheng shouted in the classroom loudly: "Hurry up when class is over! I think there will be a lot of people in the bathhouse today."

Several boys faintly responded, and Jing Ci nodded afterwards.

At that time, Yingjiao and He Conge were coming back from outside.

Seeing this scene, the smile on Ying Jiao's lips gradually disappeared.

He looked at He porridge blankly: "Did I hear the hallucinations, or did they float away? Why are they asking Jing to resign?"

He congee was all hairy when he saw it, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said, "Wash, take a bath?"

He wanted to wink Wu Weicheng, but instead of looking at him, Wu Weicheng ran to Jing Ci and Le Dian said, "I brought a bath towel, and I will help you rub your back at that time."

Jing Ci pointed to his table hole: "I also brought it, then I will help you rub it."

Ying Jiao sneered, walked over and pushed Wu Weicheng aside.

Wu Weicheng was furious and was about to get angry. He aimed at him and ran back to his seat in a desperate manner.

Ying Jiao took a sigh of relief and tried to calm himself down: "Don't go with them, I will take you out tomorrow."

Jing Ci shook his head and turned a page of the Olympic Mathematics book in his hand: "I have already said it."

Winning was so arrogant that he could hardly squeeze his face twice.

I'm so courageous. If can take a bath with a group of wild men today, what about tomorrow? What can he do tomorrow?

Yingjiao grinds his teeth lightly, very good, he is not to blame, these people are forcing him...

Wu Weicheng, who was lying on the table, had a cold back inexplicably. He raised his head blankly and glanced at it, then he inadvertently scratched his hand twice and continued to lie down.

In the fourth quarter of the morning, it was Teacher Liu's math class.

Class 7 had just conducted a quiz yesterday. Therefore, Mr. Liu did not teach a new lesson in this class, but started to talk about the test paper.

Jingci is still full score as usual, there is nothing to say. However, was proud of winning, grades improved a lot, and got a few compliments from Teacher Liu.

The previous basic questions, Mr. Liu, spoke very quickly, and they were basically covered in one go. By the time the final part of the big question, Mr. Liu talked very carefully.

Knowing the level of his classmates, he could simply say that he broke the topic into pieces and waited until the last major topic was finished, just to ring the bell.

As soon as Wu Weicheng heard the ringtone, he instantly grasped the plastic bag in his hand and stared at the classroom door vigorously. His buttocks left the chair, and he was about to rush out after Teacher Liu gave an order.

Teacher Liu didn't delay the class either. He put down the chalk in his hand and said, "Okay, then this class will end..."

Without finishing a sentence, Ying Jiao suddenly raised his hand: "Teacher."

Teacher Liu was taken aback and looked at him: "What's the matter?"

Ying Jiao played the paper in his hand, with a serious expression on his face: "I didn't understand the last big question."

Wu Weicheng, who was ready to go, staggered and fell back onto the chair.

The author has something to say: Little Theater, Brother Jiao: Ha ha, it can't cure you anymore.