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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Thirty Eight"

weight="142079"

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

mode = "manual"

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He Congee looked at him blankly, unbelievably: "Brother Jiao, you... don't you think you should be normal?"

Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows: "I'm normal. Normally, I even go to the movies with Jing Ci on Sunday."

"By the way, do you know the name of the movie? "I like you", Jing Ci picked it."

He porridge: "..."

He porridge said perfunctorily: "Well, congratulations on going to the movies."

He turned to Peng Chengcheng: "Lao Peng, can the cigarette go to the toilet after a test?"

Peng Chengcheng nodded and followed him. Although there was no expression on his face, there was a faint sense of fleeing in his footsteps.

Only Zheng Que is an honest person. Look at He Congee and Peng Chengcheng who are about to go out, and also look at Ying Jiao on the seat. In a humanitarian spirit, he politely invites: "Brother Jiao, go take a try and smoke? "

Ying Jiao glanced sideways at Jing Ci, who was walking towards this side with his water glass, frowned: "Who smokes after the accident with you? What kind of sorrows are you talking about? What should I do if Jing Ci hears it and misunderstands him."

Zheng Que: "..."

Zheng Que raised his hand expressionlessly and slapped his mouth, then walked out with a dull look.

Jing Ci was taken aback by him. He stood there and looked at the direction of the door: "What's wrong with him?"

"I'm crazy if I didn't take the exam," Ying Jiao said casually, and Chong Jing resigned and waved: "What are you doing here? I won't come back."

Jing Ci recovered, put the water glass on the table, pulled the chair away and sat down.

Ying Jiao still didn't digest the excitement in his heart. Just when he wanted to lie to Jingci and say a few words about liking you, Jing Ci suddenly turned his head.

"What's the matter?" Ying Jiao smiled at him and dented his appearance: "Let's see what brother is doing?"

"Your paper," Jing Ci stretched out a hand and said lightly: "Bring it to me to see."

Winning pride: "………………"

The school bully classmate who has always been dissatisfied with life and death suddenly discovered something: he was not afraid of everything, and he was afraid that after the exam, he would reach out and ask him for papers.

In the evening of this day, the competition class was suspended because of an exam.

After Jing Ci collected Yingjiao's papers, he remembered the question Zhou Chao asked him during the day, and looked up at the time. Seeing that there were still ten minutes before class, he went to Class Two and asked Zhou Chao to be called out.

"What's wrong? Something?" When Zhou Chao saw Jing Ci, he was still at a loss. He didn't know what Jing Ci asked him to come out for.

Jing Ci speaks few words, and his personality is a bit cold. The two of them usually get along with Zhou Chao on the initiative. This is the first time Jing Ci has taken the initiative to look for him.

Zhou Chao's heart suddenly became nervous, thinking that something uncontrollable had happened, and he was thinking about it, so he heard Jing Ci say: "I will talk to you about the problem during the day."

"You, did you come here specifically for this?"

"Yeah." Jing Ci nodded and said calmly: "I promised to tell you."

The things he promised today will never be saved until tomorrow, otherwise he will always be worried about being unreliable.

Zhou Chao was silent for a moment, then sucked his nose moved, turned his head and ran into the classroom: "Wait, I'll take out the exercise book right away!"

Because Zhou Chao's grades are good and his brains are smart, Teacher Zhao always subconsciously omit the simpler steps when lecturing him, which leads to Zhou Chao sometimes even after listening to his explanations, he still can't figure it out.

Jing Ci is different. No matter who he addresses the topic, he will take it step by step in earnest, never skipping steps. Even if a simple formula is used, he will mark it out.

At the end of hearing, Zhou Chao suddenly enlightened, holding the exercise book and nodding, sincerely, "I understand, thank you Jingci."

"It's okay." Five or six minutes have passed, Jing Ci returned the pen to Zhou Chao: "Then I will go back."

"Wait! Wait for me! Don't leave!" Zhou Chao quickly dropped a word and rushed into the classroom.

Jing Ci thought he still had a question to ask, he hesitated, and waited on the spot.

In less than a minute, Zhou Chao came out. Panting, he stuffed a box of duck wings into Jing Ci's hand: "I'll give it to you. My mother brought it here today. It was very delicious. It was divided into the class and there was not much left."

Jing Ci was taken aback, and immediately declined: "I don't want it, I'm going to be okay."

"It's still not a friend anymore, so polite." Zhou Chao calmly breathed and waved his hand: "Take it away, I'll bring it to you next time."

After speaking, afraid of Jingci and then refused, walked directly into the classroom.

Jing Ci held the small box of duck wings, looked down in silence for a while, and then turned back to Class 7.

"Go to the small store?" Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows as he saw what he was holding.

"No," Jing Ci shook his head, and put the duck wings on the table: "Zhou Chao gave it, do you want to eat it?"

He turned his head and looked at it. Li Zhou and He Por were not in their seats, so they had to give up the intention of inviting them.

Ying Jiao immediately made a great alarm in his heart: "He didn't know why he gave you duck wings?"

"I helped him preach the question."

Ying Jiao snorted and laughed: "Lecture? What kind of reason is that? No matter what you do, you will steal if you do it."

Jing Ci: "..."

Jing Ci raised his eyes to look at him, and said seriously, "Don't talk about others like that."

Ying Jiao was already on fire, as soon as he heard the word "others", the fire was extinguished with a pop.

He reached for a duck wing, nodded and emphasized: "Well, don't talk about others."

Zhou Chao didn't exaggerate. His mother's duck wing stewed ground was really delicious. As soon as Ying Jiao opened the box, the fragrant smell immediately spread throughout the classroom.

Several people familiar with Jingci immediately gathered around, rubbing their hands and touching their mouths, salivating.

Jingci generously pushed the box over and invited them to eat.

Ying Jiao looked at him coldly, seeing that the last duck wing was about to be taken away, Jing Ci hadn't tasted one yet, and immediately knocked out Wu Weicheng's hand: "Keep one for Jing Ci."

Wu Weicheng withdrew his hand in a hesitant manner and licked the tip of his finger: "It's so delicious, I'm confused."

Ying Jiao glanced at him, did not speak, picked up the last duck wing and stuffed it into Jing Ci's mouth: "Quickly eat."

Stupid, I don't even know I will take a bite first.

The braised duck wings are more flavorful when eaten cold. The unique salty aroma of lomei instantly exploded on the tip of the tongue. Jing Ci took out a paper towel, folded it into a square shape, and held the duck wing-covered end in his hand.

It's really delicious.

Especially Zhou Chao's mother sent it here specially.

Jing Ci cherished the last bite of meat, a little envious in his heart.

After eating duck wings, Jing Ci tidied up the desktop, and was about to look at Yingjiao's papers. The phone in his trouser pocket suddenly vibrated several times.

Jing Ci's mobile phone is usually silent and does not vibrate. Because he knew that he would hand in the paper in advance for the exam today, he agreed to help Li Zhou with the meal, so he adjusted the vibration. If Li Zhou can't find him in the cafeteria, he can still call.

Jing Ci took out his phone and tapped it on, unexpectedly found that it was Jing Miao's news——

[Jing Miao]: What clothes did my dad buy for me? looks good? [picture]

[Jing Miao]: For our dinner tonight, the ribs were specially bought by my dad to grow my body. [picture]

[Jing Miao]: Do you know why Dad didn't let you come back at the end of last month? Because I'm going to take an exam, he's afraid you will disturb me, puff.

[Jing Miao]: You can see, Dad only recognizes me as a son, and doesn't want you at all.

Jing Miao lay on the desk in his room, watching the successful messages one after another, with malicious intent in his heart.

He knows what Jing Ci cares best.

From childhood to age, he robbed Jing Ci in everything. The most successful thing was to grab Jing Fu's attention and slowly turned Jing Ci into a marginal person in the family.

He and Jing Ci are only three years old. Since he can remember, his mother has been admonishing him that he must not lose to Jing Ci and must be his father's most beloved son.

He has done the same for more than ten years.

Jingfu's preference has given him a lot of preferential treatment at home. The food must be the best, conflict with Jing Ci, the person his dad scolded or even beat must be Jing Ci.

Jing Miao originally thought that his life would go on like this, with good grades and parental pain. However, when he saw Jing Ci's results, he panicked.

He didn't have time to imagine why Jingci would get better overnight, but he knew that he absolutely couldn't let Jingci continue like this, let alone let Jingci know about Jingci's achievements.

Otherwise, he is very afraid that Jing's father will devote his love to Jing Ci.

After Jing Miao went home, he secretly browsed the forum of the Provincial Experimental High School, and learned that Jing Ci would take a two-day test today and tomorrow.

He knew Jing Ciqueai, and hoped that his parents would treat him better, so he deliberately came up with such an idea to stimulate him.

It's best to let him fail the exam.

Jing Miao thought viciously, and sent another message to Jing Ci——

[Jing Miao: Your mother doesn't want you, and your father doesn't like you either. You are so pitiful. 】

As soon as a message was sent, the door to Jing Miao's room was suddenly pushed open, and Jing Fu came in: "Have you finished your homework?"

"Quick, soon!" Jing Miao hid the phone under the exercise book with a guilty conscience, picked up a pen to write randomly, pretending to study.

Father Jing's brows frowned, his eyes rolled around on his desk, and then he nodded and left.

Jing Ci looked at the incoming messages indifferently, and for a long while, moving his fingers slightly, he directly deleted Jing Miao from his friends.

Seeing that Jing's father didn't find anything unusual, Jing Miao breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to continue to post a few more messages, but he didn't expect the news to be sent anymore, so Jing Ci deleted him.

"Damn it." Jing Miao cursed in a low voice, then angrily deleted Jing Ci from the left dialog box and started to do his homework.

In the living room, Jing's father absent-mindedly looked at the phone and said to Zhao Jinfeng who was eating fruit next to him: "I think something is wrong with Miaomiao."

"What's wrong?" Zhao Jinfeng suddenly became nervous when it was about her son. She put down the fork in her hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

"When I entered his room just now, I found that he was secretly chatting with his mobile phone." Jing's father frowned and became Chuanzi: "Seeing me past, he hurriedly hid the mobile phone, do you think there is a problem?"

"I told him not to buy a mobile phone for him, you just want to buy it." Zhao Jinfeng whispered: "The result, what if it's a puppy love?"

Father Jing thought for a while: "Do you know his phone password? Take him over to see the phone when he sleeps tonight."

"Of course I know my son." Zhao Jinfeng replied triumphantly, and agreed: "Okay, but I'm ugly ahead of you, Lao Jing. If you find something at that time, you have to deal with it, but you can't let the things outside. The stubborn little girl broke us Miaomiao."

Jingfu nodded: "Don't worry."

Jing Miao was concealed in his heart, both resenting Jing Ci's achievements, but also worried that Jing Fu would find out about it, so his mind was confused. After finished homework, didn't preview what was going to learn tomorrow as usual, so went to bed.

He is at the age of rapid physical growth, even if he is thinking, the quality of sleep is particularly good. After falling asleep, the thunder in the ear might not be able to wake up, let alone Jing's father tiptoe into the room.

After getting the phone, Jing's father returned to the living room. According to the password provided by Zhao Jinfeng, he opened Jingmiao's phone and checked WeChat first, but nothing was unusual.

He thought for a while, started with the background program, and clicked one by one into the apps Jing Miao used recently.

Finally, found in the browser that Jing Miao had browsed many posts today.

Jingfu entered from the top record point and watched slowly.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. 】

[To be honest, I really think he is not at the same level as us. 】

[I believe that sentence now: Some people get full marks on the test because they only have full marks on the test. 】

[I’m thinking now, if Jingshen didn’t hide his strength in his freshman year of high school, but instead took a normal test and participates in the competition, what would happen to him now. 】

Jingfu's frowning brows gradually loosened, he looked at Zhao Jinfeng, smiled and said, "A false alarm, nothing serious. Miaomiao was watching the forum of the Provincial Experimental High School. It is estimated that he was stimulated by a classmate with good grades. "

"That's good, that's good." Zhao Jinfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and finally let go of his thoughts.

Jingfu was about to close the browser, he accidentally slid his finger up, and a reply was immediately revealed——

[I really admire Jing Ci, he is too good, and I look forward to his results in this competition. 】

Jing Fu's actions, Jing Ci?

Zhao Jinfeng urged him: "What's the matter? Put your phone back quickly, otherwise Miaomiao will find that we peek at his phone and get angry."

"Wait a minute." Father Jing replied vaguely, and continued to look down.

"Hammer." Zhao Jinfeng rolled his eyes at him, ignored him, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Jing's father pursed his lower lip. The person in the post that is particularly good at learning is called Jing Ci?

It's the same name.

How could that inadequate thing in your own family get such a good result on the test?

He is really stunned.

Jingfu laughed at himself and slid up indiscriminately.

However, when his gaze fell on the photo below, it instantly froze

[I secretly photographed a big guy who went to the cafeteria to eat, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah ah, cold face can not hide the momentum of learning God ah ah ah licking the screen! [picture]】

【嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤I really envy the people of Class 7, is there still time to change classes now? 】

Jingfu's hands were shaking so badly, he even rubbed his eyes childishly, constantly wondering if he had read it wrong.

However, when the eyes were opened again, the face of the young boy in the photo was still familiar to him.

His nose is like him, and his eyes and mouth are like that woman.

The eldest son of the provincial experimental students who admired the master of learning and the students of the whole school was his eldest son, who was not a weapon, did nothing, and had nothing left to eat, Jing Ci.