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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Forty-Five"

weight="142111"

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

mode = "manual"

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Jing Ci and Yingjiao didn't stay in the school infirmary for too long. After taking a bottle of iodine cotton ball, after listening carefully to the school doctor's instructions, they went straight to the classroom.

Teacher Liu was writing on the blackboard when they were standing outside the seventh class. Ying Jiao waited for him to finish writing a paragraph, then knocked on the door and shouted: "Report."

Teacher Liu glanced at the door and said, "Come in."

Ying Jiao opened the door and let Jing Ci advance, and he followed up. As soon as I closed the door, I heard Teacher Liu say: "Yeah, I'm back so fast, has his wife been cured by strict control?"

The students in Class 7 burst into laughter, and some of the noisy boys even whistled.

Winning pride: "..."

Ying Jiao smiled and looked in the direction of He Jiang and the others. He Jiang felt guilty and quickly took the book and put it in front of his face, shrinking his shoulders and pretending that he did not exist.

Teacher Liu didn't think much about it. He had already learned about the fall of Winjiao from He Congee. It was just a joke at the moment. These little boys in their own class usually show off so much, there is nothing they can't do.

Last year, the school organized a social practice activity. At the end, a group of people took a group photo. He took several photos of the two boys hugging each other to kiss each other, not to mention the strict control of a wife.

"Where is it." Under the gaze of the whole class, Ying Jiao was still irritated. He curled his lips and smiled: "If the cure is good, you should not ask me, you have to ask Jingci."

As soon as his voice fell, the roaring underneath became louder, and some people even clapped their hands.

"Niubi Niubi! My proud brother Niubi!"

At this time, the speechless person became Teacher Liu.

He was wrong, he shouldn't start this, and give the winning arrogance room to play!

Teacher Liu threw down a chalk head and said impatiently: "You are still breathing when you say you are fat. Return me to my seat and sit down!"

Jing Ci was the only person in the class who was outside the situation. He looked at Teacher Liu and Ying Jiao confusedly. He didn't know what was going on.

Ying Jiao Erlang leaned back in the chair and kindly explained to him: "The teacher said you are my little wife."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Teacher Liu, and said thoughtfully: "We are now officially recognized as CP."

Teacher Liu:"…………"

To shut up! He never said such bullshit!

Jing Ci: "..."

Jing Ci staggered and almost knocked over the table.

Teacher Liu was so angry that his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he slapped the desk and shouted: "Yingjiao, shut up! You are not in class?! Talk to me and let you come to the blackboard to do the problem!"

Are you afraid of this? In any case, he is now a qualified person in mathematics.

After finally being able to show off in an upright manner, he didn't want to let it go. However, seeing Jing Ci's unnatural face next to him, his Adam's apple moved, and he endured it after all.

Forget it, Xiaojiao's wife is thin-skinned.

After class, Teacher Liu left with the book in his hand.

Jing Ci still knew nothing about what had just happened, and Ying Jiao shamelessly dumped the pot on He Congee: "Didn’t I ask He Congee to ask for leave for both of us? He had a bad mind and deliberately told Old Liu that I was going to the school infirmary. Wife is strictly governed."

In He Zhou's incredulous gaze, Ying Jiao continued: "That's why Old Liu said that."

Jing Ci... Jing Ci's ears were red, he glanced at He conge blankly, and became angry in silence.

Secretly decided not to lend the homework to He porridge for two days.

He porridge was smashed by a pot of flying, and after reacting, he rushed over angrily to expose the ugly face of Yingjiao.

Winning Pride rolled up his sleeves methodically and said to himself: "I don't know if it's because of the fall, this hand is always itchy..."

He raised his eyes to look at He Congee and smiled: "Old Ho, what do you think?"

He Zong suddenly came to an emergency brake, the fat on his face trembled, and then silently returned to his seat, not daring to say a word.

From this day on, the name of Jingci by the students in Class 7 has changed.

They were originally called by names, but now they are all called Cige.

Why?

Isn't the boss's boss just brother?

On the provincial experiment forum, others are still discussing the provincial preliminary contest of the five universities.

[I don’t know if Jingshen can get the provincial one, when will the result come out? 】

[Province one is sure to be stable. None of the top players in our school can get the first one. Then other schools will be more in vain. Now it's up to us to see if we can make the finals. 】

[Ah ah ah ah pray for my male god, I will definitely make it to the final! When the time comes, let those from other provinces see that there are some great people in Donghai Province, okay? ! 】

[I'm speechless, where do you have so much confidence in Jing Ci? Have you forgotten about Jiang Chong back then? 】

[Indeed, it was said last year that Jiang Chong would definitely make it to the finals. What was the result? 】

[Compare Jiang Chong with Jing Ci? It's not a number of paragraphs, okay? Jiang Chong fell out of the top five in the school in this monthly exam. 】

[My brother will definitely make it to the finals! ! If I don’t enter the live broadcast, I’ll eat! 】

[...Qibanren’s style of painting is so easy to recognize. In other words, why are you shouting resignation again? Wasn't it still our Jingci shouting joy before? 】

[Because Brother Ci is now our boss. 】

【? ? ? What the hell? What's the meaning? Do you ignore winning arrogance? 】

[Wife is strict, hehehe! 】

【? ? ? Does anyone understand? ? 】

【not understand……】

In the end, they are all people who can score high in the language test. Although the person who broke the news is unclear, they are connected to the context and analyzed based on the only clue.

This wife Guan Yan seems to be talking about winning arrogance?

And the people in Class 7 are shouting Jingcici brother again.

Therefore, Yingjiao's so-called wife is...Jing Ci?

Wow, is Class Seven so exciting?

Although other people dare not win arrogance by talking openly on the forum, they dare in private.

As a result, the indescribable things between Jing Ci and Yingjiao spread more and more widely, so that even after Zhou Chao met him, he began to change his name to Brother Ci.

"Brother Ci, here!" After the competition class, Zhou Chao took out a packaged apple from his schoolbag and stuffed it into Jing Ci's hand: "Ping An Guo."

Christmas is coming soon, and the school's small shop has been prepared early.

Not only was there a Christmas tree at the door, Santa’s stickers were hung on the door, and oranges and apples were packaged, and they were sold to students with the beautiful name of safe and secure Fruit for five yuan each.

High school students are just in their adolescence. Whoever doesn't have a crush in his heart, usually hides and dare not express, and finally meets Christmas, how can they not find an excuse to send a peaceful fruit to the past.

Even if the other party does not know what he wants, he is happy when the gift is given.

Of course, people who don’t like it also have to buy it. After all, there are not many close friends. Therefore, even if the safe and secure fruit is more than ten times more expensive than usual, the sales are still very good.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and Jing Ci has received a lot of peace fruits since a few days ago.

At the beginning, he still remembered the other party's name silently in his heart. If someone gave him an apple, he would return an orange. If someone gave him an orange, he would send an apple back.

But as Christmas gets closer and closer, every time I leave home, I will see a few more peace fruits on my table, and I don’t know who gave it.

Ask the people around, they are not clear.

Later, he received too many safe and secure fruits. Li Zhou made a big box for him and put it under the table. Now the box is almost full.

"Thank you." Even if the friend's heart is received many times, he will still be happy. Jing Ci smiled at him and accepted his kindness.

"What are you polite?" Zhou Chao grinned and waved his hands, and the two returned to the bedroom together.

After Jing Ci entered the door, he unzipped his schoolbag and put the apple given by Zhou Chao on the table.

Li Zhou leaned upon seeing this: "The same person, why can you receive so many peace fruits?!"

There is a box in the classroom, but now they are all taken to the bedroom!

Li Zhou wondered: "I don't usually see which girl you are getting close to. Why do you come to give you peace fruits every Christmas?"

Jing Ci didn't know what was going on either.

He has the same grades and looks in the last world as he is now, but in the class he is like a transparent person, and few people take the initiative to speak to him.

Jing Ci itself is not a close person, so he didn't have a close friend in his previous life.

However, after coming to this world, the situation is completely opposite.

The classmates are very enthusiastic, and the teachers treat him very well. Even other alumni who are not in the same class are always willing to mention him in the forum.

Jing Ci had also thought about this issue. It stands to reason that the current world is a book or a book with a part of it. The protagonist and supporting roles have been set, and the corresponding luck for everyone has been assigned.

He is wearing a villain cannon fodder, shouldn't he be subconsciously rejected by the whole world? Why is the actual situation completely opposite?

There are many unsolvable mysteries in Jing Ci's mind, but he lacks a key to open it.

"By the way," Li Zhou picked up the Pingguo and looked at it, then asked him, "How do you get so many apples and oranges? I guess you can't finish eating them if they are broken?"

Jing Ci was also a little worried, and said helplessly: "I can only eat quickly."

However, the next day, Yingjiao solved this problem for him.

These days, Yingjiao is a little frustrated. Those crazy bees and butterflies are usually on the forum, even if they are yy Jingci, now they dare to find their way in the class!

Simply outrageous!

He looked at the box of fruits between the seats of the two of them, and sneered: "Little classmate, the popularity is quite high."

Jing Ci pursed his lower lip in embarrassment: "Neither." He fiddled with the top apple, worrying: "You have to eat it quickly, or it will break."

Yingjiao knows his habit of not wasting, and he moved in his heart, suffocating the bad and adding fuel to the vinegar: "The sky is so damp, don't think about it, it must be bad, and I don't know how much to spoil by then."

"Ah." Jing Ci felt distressed just thinking about it, he frowned unconsciously: "What should I do?"

To achieve the goal of winning, he leaned into Jing Ci's ear and whispered, "Brother, help you deal with it?"

"How to deal with it?"

Ying Jiao said: "I directly hold the office and give it to the teachers. After all, it is a holiday for the teachers. Let the teachers also have fun."

Jing Ci's eyes lit up: "Okay."

It is not good to forward gifts from others to other students, but there is no problem with giving them to the teacher.

After he finished speaking, he reached out and wanted to pick up the box. As soon as he lowered his head, he was caught by Ying Jiao.

Ying Jiao flicked on his forehead, chuckled and rolled up his sleeves: "With me, can you do this job?"

He bent over, picked up the box of fruits and placed it on the table, and greeted Zheng Que: "Old Zheng, come and help me go to the office to divide a piece of fruit."

Zheng Que was playing a game with headphones on. He didn't hear him. He Zhou and Peng Chengcheng were not in the classroom. Ying Jiao could only go to him and look for him.

Jing Ci took a peek at his back, then looked at the pile of Pingjiao under the seat of Yingjiao, his eyes fell on the pink-packaged apple on the top.

These days, Yingjiao has received only a lot more peace fruits than him. He doesn't care about anything else, only this pink one...

Jing Ci lowered his eyes and hesitated for a second, then quickly bent over to pick up the apple, put it into the box with a guilty conscience.

When the apple was delivered, Yingjiao was not there, but he was there. He remembered that the classmate who was helping to piggyback said that it was given by Qiao Anyan.

The first time he did this kind of thing, Jing Ci's heart beat so fast that he sweated slightly in his palms. It doesn't matter whether he is despicable or scheming, but he just doesn't want Yingjiao to accept Qiao Anyan's things.

Ying Jiao brought Zheng Que over.

Zheng Que is still wondering: "Brother Jiao, why do you think of sending peace fruit to the teacher?"

They haven't done this in previous years.

Ying Jiao glanced at him: "Do you still have a conscience? The teacher teaches us how hard we are in the wind and rain every day. Why can't you give us a gift during the holidays?"

Zheng Que: "..."

Zheng Que stared at him blindly, and while walking towards the door, he complained: "Okay, you have a high level of consciousness. We are not qualified to be socialist successors except you."

Ying Jiao ignored him, and glanced down at the safe and secure fruit in the box. He didn't find the extra one. He was angry and said, "Are you all elementary school students? Ping Ping fruit is also given out for Christmas. Shih-is there another one? The pink packaging is childish and innocent."

Zheng Que opened the door and waited for him for a long time. He couldn't bear it, "Brother Jiao, can't you leave?"

"go."

Ying Jiao went to the office with a box of safe and secure Fruit, and shared it with the teachers one by one with Zheng Que. In an instant, Mr. Liu became the envy of everyone in the office.

When the two of them were gone, the teachers looked at the beautifully packaged safe and secure fruit on the table and said with emotion: "If you want to say that the EQ is high or the students in Class 7 are high."

"No, after all, the environment at home is different. I have been exposed to these since I was young. Look, you know how to be a human being."

"Blessed old Liu, those little boys in our class won't think about it."

Teacher Liu was very happy when he heard it, and he still pretended to be nonchalant on the face, and said gruffly: "Any blessings are all scams by the merchants. When I go back and talk about them, don't spend money again in the future. NS."

I heard that the teachers in the office rolled their eyes in their hearts.

Finally solved the obtrusive things, and Yingjiao was in a good mood. After returning to the classroom, he took out a Pingguo from his schoolbag and handed it to Jing Ci.

Jing Ci froze for a moment: "Give it to me?"

Didn't you just say that sending quiet and safe fruit is childish?

"Yeah." Yingjiao put his hand on the chair and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you think my Pingguo is different from other people's?"

Jing Ci held it for a long time, but still didn't see the difference, he was silent and said nothing.

Ying Jiao stretched out a slender finger, fiddled with the outer packaging of quiet and safe fruit, and sneered: "What kind of pink, you see, I will use red, how mature and stable is it comparable to those naive ghosts?"

Jing Ci: "..."

The author has something to say: small theater, win arrogance: I, red, steady.