+++

date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Twenty Nine"

weight="142050"

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

mode = "manual"

+++

If this were left in the past, Teacher Liu could just smash it with a chalk head and beat him to disrupt the order of the classroom.

However, Yingjiao has performed very well in the past month. Not only is he willing to study hard, but his grades have also improved.

Teacher Liu glanced at him with satisfaction, then picked up the chalk again: "Then I'll tell it again, and those who don't understand should seize the opportunity to listen."

As he turned around, he said: "Did you see it? As a student, you should be like Yingjiao, work hard, and ask if you don't understand! You all must learn from Yingjiao."

The other students in Class 7 were numb: "..."

If anyone doesn't understand, just ask! They want to eat now! !

I'm afraid that the foundation of Winning Pride is too poor, and still don't understand. This time, Teacher Liu spoke more carefully. By the time the three questions were finished, six or seven minutes had passed.

He looked up at the time, quite reluctant to stop, his eyes turned to Win Jiao, and asked kindly: "Understand?"

The phone vibrated at the same time, Yingjiao ignored it, and nodded at him: "Understood, thank you teacher."

"That's OK." Teacher Liu put down the paper in his hand: "This class is over here, let's dismiss it."

After speaking, he picked up the things on the podium, opened the door and walked out of the classroom.

The bathhouse has been delayed for so long, and there is no need to go to the bathhouse. It is estimated that it will take a long time to go to the cafeteria. The students from Class 7 stood up sadly and were about to go outside. Zheng Que suddenly said with a loud voice: "Don't go out, Brother Jiao treats you at noon today."

He shook the phone in his hand: "The meal has been ordered, your favorite, Yue Wei Xuan."

Yueweixuan is a Sichuan restaurant near the school. The dishes are delicious and the ingredients are fresh. People in Class 7 often choose it for dinner. But this restaurant does not deliver food alone, only accepts group orders, so that every time they want to eat, they have to wait until the holiday.

Yingjiao put one hand on the back of the chair and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, it's a waste of everyone's time."

The people in Class 7 were still a little emotional, but when he heard this, they instantly became happy.

There are ready-made ones, who would be happy to squeeze in the cafeteria, not to mention that the cafeteria's meals are already tired.

The few boys who wanted to take a bath no longer entangled in the matter of taking a bath, and happily put down the things in their hands.

Why should they take a shower in advance? don’t want to save some time and wait till Sunday afternoon to go out and have a meal!

Now someone invites to dinner, why don't they do it.

"Where and where, what the Jiao brother said, I can understand."

"Brother Jiao, you don't have to go out later, we can pick it up when the meal is delivered."

"It's all trivial things, Brother Jiao is spending a lot of money."

The courageous, he smiled and leaned over: "Brother Jiao, in the future, you will save all the questions to the fourth class for asking, we don't mind."

The other boys also booed: "This suggestion is good."

Ying Jiao laughed at them and ignored them.

He turned to Jing Ci and whispered, "I delayed your bath, are you not angry?"

Jing Ci shook his head and said seriously: "If you don't understand, you must understand it."

Winning pride warms up, how come their little classmates are so good.

"Brother take you out to wash at night?"

"At night?" Jing Ci was taken aback for a moment: "I can't go out at night."

As he packed the books on the table, he said: "Tomorrow, I will do it at school."

"Don't," Yingjiao even did such things as deliberately letting the teacher drag the hall, just because he was afraid that he would take a bath with a group of wild men. How could it fall short: "There are too many people in the school bathhouse, and there are often power outages."

He scared Jingci: "Last time someone in our class was half-washed, the foam on his head hadn't washed away, so there was no water, so he had to run back with his jacket wrapped in his head."

Jing Ci's movements were stopped.

Ying Jiao saw that there was a door, and continued: "There is more than an hour between dinner and evening self-study. I know a place that is close to school and there are very few people. You can wash it when you go."

"Brother has a way to go out, don't worry, you don't violate discipline, how about it?"

Jing Ci still did not agree.

Ying Jiao took a deep breath and used his nirvana: "Our school's bathhouse has been for many years. The faucets in the same row are uneven. It is a bit higher here and a bit lower there, which is particularly ugly."

Jing Ci couldn't help but imagined the scene, and suddenly his whole body began to feel uncomfortable.

He hesitated, and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Ying Jiao raised his lips and was satisfied.

Behind, He Conge patted Wu Weicheng's shoulder pityingly: "Squad leader, there are a million possibilities in an instant."

What kind of dreams do you want to take a bath with Jing Ci and rub your back. Their Jiao brothers have never done this before.

The child hasn't been killed yet, it's pure luck.

Wu Weicheng was heartless, immersed in the joy of being invited to eat, and almost forgot to take a bath. Hearing this, rubbing his butt, he subconsciously took a sentence: "Should I go forward or continue to wait?"

He porridge: "..."

He Congee: "Ignorance is really happy."

Wu Weicheng glanced at him inexplicably. Just as he was about to say something, Zheng Que suddenly said, "Here is the meal! Here is the meal! Here are some boys to get it with me!"

With this sound, the boys suddenly stood up and rushed out fearfully. Soon, there were laughter and rants in the corridor.

The seven classes are not too many, just forty people, and the meals for forty people moved in magnanimously. The scene was particularly spectacular. The students in other classes who watched looked sideways and wondered in their hearts what happened to their class.

Because of Jingci, Class 7 is now the subject of hot discussion on the forum.

The boys in Class 7 didn't enter the class, so don't know who posted it on the forum.

[I just met people from Class 7 order a group meal, what are they doing? 】

[First floor: [picture][picture]]

[Second floor: Even Class 7 is capable of doing this kind of thing. Feng Datu explicitly forbids ordering meals outside. If he is caught, he must be criticized. 】

[Fifth floor: When did those in Class 7 care about this? But I heard that Jing Ci entered the math competition class yesterday. Is it because of this that they are celebrating? 】

[Eleventh floor: It should be because of this. 】

[Thirteenth floor: Isn't it? Is it worth it to enter our school competition class? People in Class 7 are so rare and weird. 】

[Fourteenth floor: Upstairs there is little yin and yang, what happened to our school competition class? Although there is no such school in the national competition, we should slap other schools in the provincial competition. 】

[20th floor: I feel that Jing Ci shouldn't participate in the competition, after all, the preliminary round will begin immediately, and he has never studied. 】

[Twenty-fifth floor: It looks like it's still on the twentieth floor. Jingci is really good and the grades are really good, I am convinced. But it feels like he made the wrong choice this time. Everyone else has practiced for so long. He who has never studied competition is now blending, and his results are definitely not good. It's better to wait for next year. 】

[Thirty-third floor: It is said that the math competition class took a test last night. Guess how many points Jingci can test? 】

[Thirty-seventh floor: Visual inspection will not exceed 20 points, after all, it is a novice. Jiang Chong from the first class said so well at the beginning, and finally came back with a second province. He laughed so hard at me. It is estimated that Jing Ci is not as good as him. 】

[Fortieth floor: Ah, ah, ah, Jingci, my male god! None of you are allowed to speak ill of him ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! What's wrong with twenty minutes! If the question is difficult, don't say save the third, even save the second is no problem! 】

[Forty-first floor: Is the upstairs silly? What is the use of the second and third prizes? Autonomous enrollment is not considered at all, and the college entrance examination does not add points. In our school, the second prize and third prize = no results, have a problem? 】

[Fifty Floor: Don't make any noise, anyway, the results will definitely come out tonight, and I'll watch it again. 】

[66th floor: Squatting on the test results of Jingci, to be honest, I am a little curious, after all, we have not seen such a god in the experiment for a long time. 】

Jing Ci was originally the focus of the students' attention. After this post came out, I guessed how many points he had on the test. I guessed every number from zero to twenty.

The host is also boring, and even put out a poll, guessing that the score of 0-10 accounted for 95%.

People from Class 7 checked the forum by the way when they were eating, and saw this post. Several people got together and discussed for a long time, but they still didn't tell Jing Ci.

Even the scumbag knows the difference between a competition and an ordinary exam. Rather than let Jing Ci know that the pressure is high, it's better to keep it secret. Their class finally came up with someone who can learn to play, but they have to take good care of it.

Several people discussed with each other, and all the members in the class group were asked to warn everyone not to leak their mouths.

The original body was kicked out of the class group because he always won the arrogance in the group and said some sticky words. Jing Ci didn't use his mobile phone much after passing through, so he forgot to add it.

Ying Jiao finished eating a chicken wing and saw that the phone was on. He glanced down, saw the content of the message, smiled, and buckled the phone screen.

After eating a meal of Yingjiao, the seventh class suddenly felt that the school tyrant was not so scary.

Such a loyal person shouldn't break people's legs without a reason.

Thanks to this meal, Yingjiao made a wave of favorability inexplicably.

In the fourth quarter of the afternoon, when the class was over, the other students ran to the cafeteria to eat, while Ying Jiao walked to the school gate with Jing Ci.

The provincial experiment stipulates that even day students are not allowed to go home for dinner in the evening. So at the moment, the school gate is quiet.

The school guard was sitting in the small pavilion, shaking his head and listening to storytelling.

Ying Jiao asked Jing Ci to wait for him outside, knocked on the door and walked in.

The two said a few words, and Ying Jiao took out a box of cigarettes and handed it up. The doorman refused for a long time, but refused, but had to accept it, and said with a smile: "Your kid will find something for me, go early and return early. Come and order me a bit when you come back."

"I know, thank you." Ying Jiao thanked him, took his bicycle at the door, and patted the back seat: "Little classmate, come up and sit down."

Jing Ci changed his left hand to carry the plastic bag, jumped up, and asked Ying Jiao: "It's quite far?"

"Not far," Ying Jiao pushed hard, and the bicycle rushed out: "Cycling faster, I'm afraid you are in a hurry."

Yingjiao didn't lie to him, it's really not far away.

But what they went to was not the bathhouse that Jing Ci imagined, but an apartment building.

"Where is this?" Jing Ci watched Yingjiao lock the car and walked around, wondering: "Aren't we going to the bathhouse to take a shower?"

"No," Yingjiao pressed the upward elevator, and said, "It's going to take a bath, but it's not going to the bathhouse, it's going to my house."

"No," Jing Ci frowned, some wanting to retreat: "I can go to the bathhouse."

"Go to a bathhouse," the elevator door dinged open, and Yingjiao dragged him in and pressed the 22nd floor: "It's not convenient at all for so many people to squeeze around. It happens that my home is near the school. It's just right to come to my house for washing."

He paused, afraid that Jingci would be uncomfortable, and continued: "Don't worry, there is no one else in my house. I live alone."

Jing Ci was slightly startled.

How can Yingjiao live alone? Where are his parents?

The novel is described from the perspective of the protagonist. In the early stage, he focused on the career line, and Yingjiao was the protagonist. The rare few appearances were either fighting or pretending to be forced, and it was not described in depth at all.

Therefore, Jing Ci did not know his family situation.

He didn't ask too much, fearing that he would accidentally run into something that shouldn't be touched, nodded, and followed Yingjiao into the door.

Yingjiaojia is a typical single apartment with a large area but only one bedroom.

The cloakroom, kitchen, toilet, and bathroom are all available. Yingjiao opened the refrigerator, took out two bottles of mineral water, and handed Jing Ci a bottle: "Drink some water."

Jing Ci took it, unscrewed the bottle cap and took two sips.

"Go," Ying Jiao wiped the drops of water on his lips, led him into the bathroom, and pointed to the faucet. "Turn to the left is hot water, and the right is cold water. When you wash it later, let it go first. When the water was released, it was all cold water at the beginning."

"You can take a bath if you want. The bathtub is clean," Ying Jiao pointed to the row of toiletries above: "Shampoo and shower gel are all here, you can use it as you like."

Jing Ci put the plastic bag he had brought on the shelf, and said with some embarrassment to Ying: "Thank you for the trouble, I brought it myself."

Ying Jiao chuckles: "What's the trouble with this, I hope you come to my house."

He paused and asked Jing Ci softly, "Are you wearing underwear? Didn't bring me a new one."

Jing Ci looked down and said unnaturally, "I brought it all."

Ying Jiao smiled: "Alright, mine is too big for you to wear, it's not appropriate."

He swept around in the bathroom. Seeing that there was nothing to say, he raised his foot and walked out: "Okay, you can wash it."

Jing Ci nodded and was about to close the door when Ying Jiao suddenly reached out and jammed the door frame.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at Jing Ci with a smile, and said softly: "Little classmate, brother, come in and help you rub your back later?"

The author has something to say: Little theater, Sao Li, arrogant: Just kidding, Wu Weicheng can rub, why can't I?

Inwardly · Pride: He came to my house, happy.