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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Fifty Six"

weight="142150"

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

mode = "manual"

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It's not that Jing Ci never slept with Yingjiao.

Last time in Winner, the two people covered the same quilt.

But this time was different. After Yingjiao said that he liked him, and then went to bed together, Jing Ci always felt inexplicably ashamed.

His cheeks were hot, and he lowered his eyes, composing himself: "Study... the school stipulates that you can't sleep together."

"What's the problem with this?" Ying Jiao chuckled, holding Jing Ci's fingers and playing with it carefully: "Just tell Old Liu, just transfer you to my dormitory."

The love in his heart almost overflowed, just looking at Jing Ci, he felt that the sky was clear, the sky was clear, and all his worries were gone.

"Not to mention that I sleep with my little wife. Isn't that a matter of course."

"No." Jing Ci pulled his hand, but didn't take it out. He moved aside involuntarily, his mind became a mess, and he said in a delirious way: "The bed...the bed is too small."

Ying Jiao couldn't hold back, and laughed.

Jing Ci reacted to what he said, stayed for a while, and almost didn't find a seam on the spot to get in.

"So you like a big bed," Ying Jiao nodded, and said solemnly: "But what if I like a small bed? You have no place to sleep, so you can only lie tightly in my arms and be held by me all night."

He leaned against Jing Ci and whispered: "Or you want to lie down on me, just..."

Jing Ci couldn't listen anymore, and covered his mouth with his hand: "Don't, don't say it."

Ying Jiao looked at him with a smile, pulled down his hand, and kissed the heart of his right hand: "I was wrong just now."

Jing Ci raised his eyes to look at him.

Ying Jiao laughed: "Forget that our brother Ci has obsessive-compulsive disorder, so I only kissed your left hand." He lowered his head and kissed Jing Ci's palm: "Now make it up."

A soft touch came from the palm of his hand, and a numb sensation flowed from his arms to the whole body.

Jing Ci's heart was pounding and his breathing was a little short, he pushed aside to win and stood up suddenly.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." Seeing Jingci, he was about to run away ashamed. Ying Jiao cleared his throat and put him on his bed again: "Tell you business."

Jing Ci adjusted his breathing, tried to calm himself down, and said, "What's the matter?"

Ying Jiao stretched out his hand and slightly raised his chin, looked into his eyes, and said seriously: "So when can you want a boyfriend?"

The heat that had just faded on Jing Ci's face instantly returned. He clenched his fist and finally found a trace of clarity.

"I..." His lips moved, and he didn't say anything for a while.

I was able to test Jingci close to full marks every time in Chinese. At this moment, I felt that I lacked vocabulary for the first time.

He didn't mean to win arrogance, he just... didn't know what to do.

On the one hand, he has persisted in his beliefs in life for more than ten years, and on the other, he is the last person in his life to lose. He can't find a balance for a while.

Yingjiao didn't urge him, but looked at him quietly.

"I..." Jing Ci's eyelashes trembled, resisting the urge to look away, and whispered softly: "Sorry, will you wait for me?"

Wait for him to straighten out everything, wait for him... have the confidence to bear the future of the two people.

Meeting his serious eyes, Ying Jiao suddenly understood.

Ying Jiao took a deep breath and tried his best to restrain the urge to kiss him forcefully.

Jing Ci is really good, peeling off that layer of disguised indifference, after knowing him, no one will dislike him.

"What's so sorry about this?" He pressed Jingci to his chest, uncontrollably touching his hair and the back of his neck over and over again, feeling the temperature of his skin: "The person I like is so good, I am too happy to be too late ."

The sleeping bell suddenly rang, and the bright room plunged into darkness in an instant.

The students panicked footsteps in the corridor, and occasionally cursed with dissatisfaction.

Ying Jiao knew Jing Ci's bedtime, did not say more, bowed his head and kissed his wet hair, let go of him: "Let's go, take you back to the dormitory."

Jing Ci was startled: "Send?"

The two of their dormitories are close to each other, so you still have to send them at such a close distance?

"I want to stay with you for a while." Ying Jiao stood up, holding Jing Ci's wrist in one hand, and opened the door of the dormitory with the other.

Jing Ci had a sweet heart, letting him pull himself to the door of the dormitory.

"Go in." Ying Jiao gently pushed the door open a small slit, and said to Jing.

Jing Ci pursed his lower lip and nodded.

"Wait." At the moment he was about to turn around, Ying Jiao suddenly stopped him.

"Something else?"

In the hallway, you can still see people running to the bedroom with a basin, Ying Jiao leaned close to the scene, and whispered against his ear: "You are not allowed to change clothes in front of Li Zhou, and you are not allowed to follow Li Zhou. They went to take a bath together."

Ying Jiao smiled and looked at Jing Ci, and squeezed his earlobe: "Otherwise, I might have to show you some color."

He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "color".

After all, Jing Ci was stunned by Yingjiao's all-in-one sorrow, and immediately understood his profound meaning.

Jing Ci blushed and nodded indiscriminately, and quickly entered the dormitory.

Yingjiao leaned on the wall outside, not knowing why he just wanted to laugh. He cocked his lips and blew a whistle, then took a look at Jing Ci's dormitory before he got up and walked back.

Halfway through, there was nowhere to vent the joy in his heart. He suddenly jumped up and reached for the lamp on the ceiling of the corridor.

The roar of the dormitory teacher rang from behind: "What are you doing, that student?! Why don't you go back to the dormitory after ringing the bell for so long?"

Ying Jiao turned his head and smiled at her: "This is back."

In the dormitory, Jing Ci was lying on his bed, listening to the voice of winning arrogance outside, and couldn't help but slightly cocked his lips.

On the second day, Jing Ci went to class for self-study as usual.

I just don't know what's going on, there are always people who ask him if he has a good cold.

Ying Jiao believed it was true, and almost asked for leave to take him to the hospital.

Jing Ci was confused, and finally when He Congee came to ask, he said his own question: "I don't have a cold, why do you all think so?"

"Huh?" He congee was also dumbfounded: "It was said on the forum."

He took out his cell phone and handed it to Jing Ci: "Look, the post I posted this morning has been floating on the homepage. I thought it was true. Who knows it's a rumor."

It turned out that when Zhao Feng saw Jingci last night and insisted on finishing the class with a big red face, he was full of emotion in his heart.

He praised him in the office the next day. While admiring him, other teachers regarded Jing Ci as a model of tenacity and told them to the students in their class.

Jing Ci is a big hit in the school recently, and everyone is willing to move to the forum for any turmoil about him. So, just pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

Within a day, most people in the provincial experiment will know-

The second year of the senior high school exam, the first Jing Ci, and continue to have a high fever, especially inspirational, special chicken soup.

[Uuuuuu, compared with the male god, I am really scum, crying and picking up my workbook. 】

[For this purpose, good grades are a matter of course. 】

[I admire the self-control of Brother Ci, and suddenly felt that I didn't even have the qualification to ask for leave. 】

[People who are smarter than you and have better grades even study with illness, why don't you work hard! I won’t watch the forum anymore, and I’ll do a set of papers again. 】

Jing Ci glanced at the main building and the content of the reply, awkwardly wishing to find an eggshell to wrap himself up.

The only insider, Ying Jiao, lay on the table, looked at Jing Ci's red face, buried his head in his arms, and laughed wildly.

He Cong didn't understand what the dumb puzzles these two people were playing. Look at this and that, thinking that he may be isolated by an invisible single dog barrier. He secretly leaned in his heart, took his phone and returned to his seat. Going to play games.

"It's okay," Ying Jiao didn't slow down after watching Jingci for a long time, and smiled to comfort him: "You have worked hard in the first place. It's good to be an example for them, don't think too much."

Jing Ci glanced at him, admiring Yingjiao's cheeky for the first time.

"Are you going to the stage to accept the award this afternoon?" Ying Jiao unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip of water, and changed the subject: "Should I say something then?"

Jing Ci felt a lot better when he mentioned this. He shook his head: "No, just go up and receive an award, and then just take a picture."

"It's that simple?" Yingjiao tossed the empty bottle into the trash can, leaning on the back of his chair, dissatisfied: "What if you break a few schools, and the bonus is only three thousand. The commendation meeting is still so simple ,At least……"

Before he could finish a sentence, he was knocked hard on his head.

Teacher Liu stood beside him with a dark face: "Would you like to spread a red carpet for you and sprinkle some petals, huh?!"

"Okay," Ying Jiao lifted his lips: "I can't ask for it."

Teacher Liu suffocated: "Don't let me talk nonsense in front of Jingci! Spend more energy on studying. This time the final exam math must give me 100 points!"

Winning Pride nodded dispensable.

Teacher Liu twisted his eyebrows and glanced at him, walked to the podium, and began to lecture.

In the afternoon, before the start of the commendation ceremony, Mr. Liu specially asked the students in Class 7: "Sit down and bring you a book that you think is useless. Don't forget!"

Underneath sparsely responded: "Got it—"

Teacher Liu glanced down. Some students brought "Five Three", some brought notebooks, and some brought art books.

Teacher Liu calmed his face. Just when he wanted to change the one with "Five Three", he saw Ying arrogantly pull out a math book from the shelf.

Teacher Liu:"……"

Don't stop him, he is going to kill this little bastard!

Jing Ci looked at Ying Jiao expressionlessly: "Do you bring a math book?"

Yingjiao was taken aback for a while, and forgot that Jingci liked mathematics the most.

He was very eager to survive and put the math book upright on the table, calmly saying: "Where, this is what I am going to read in my self-study class later, I will bring an art book."

Teacher Liu slammed the brakes and stopped walking here.

Jing Ci and Yingjiao went out together.

On the playground, the experiment students from the whole province have been gathered together, standing in accordance with the school year group and class.

The physical education teacher held up the loudspeaker to maintain order for a while, and waited until everyone was quiet before standing aside.

It can be said that this commendation meeting was held specifically for Jingci, and it didn't last long.

The principal first came to the stage to speak a few words, emphatically praised Jing Ci's Olympiad results, and looked forward to their performance in the finals by the way, and finally called them to the stage to accept the award.

The principal started reading from the ranking flashback.

Jiang Chong and Zhou Chao are both familiar faces. They will come up to receive scholarships every academic year. This is the first time they have appeared on the flag-raising platform.

As soon as he stood up, the bottom buzzed and exploded.

The provincial experiment forum is indeed very active, but there are also students whose parents are strict and they are not allowed to bring their mobile phones.

So many people have only heard of Jing Ci's name, but never saw his face.

At this moment, seeing his looks suddenly, was shocked, especially the girls. Even the head teacher couldn’t care about it, and they got together excitedly to discuss——

"Gosh, is Jing Ci so handsome?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it is good to look good and study!"

"So handsome, so handsome, I feel like I'm in love."

"Mom! Is Xueba little brother in love?"

……………………

Jing Ci didn't know the effect he had caused. He calmly took the envelope containing the bonus from the principal, shook his hand with the principal, and turned to face the audience. The expression on his face was faint and he could not see the slightest emotion.

The teacher in charge of taking pictures below deliberately reminded him to smile, but it was not easy to speak on this occasion, so he had no choice but to raise the camera.

Jing Ci was actually happy in his heart, but he experienced too many recognitions. This time, apart from a little more bonus, there was no difference from before, and it was not enough to make him ecstatic.

Standing calmly on the far left, he posed a pose with the envelope in both hands as required by the teacher.

However, when his gaze inadvertently swept somewhere down the stage, he suddenly stopped.

He saw winning pride.

The arrogance who should have been the last winner of the team, I don't know why he ran to the front, sitting on the ground looking at him with a smile, and clapping at him vigorously like the other students.

So, since coming to the stage, there has been a blank face, and the corners of his lips have been picked up bit by bit.

The teacher who took the photo was stunned for a moment, and then immediately pressed the shutter to record this rare smile.

Later, this photo was framed on the school's honor roll.

While passing students marveled at the high value of Jingci's face, they couldn't help thinking that even the legendary gods who achieved good results are no different from ordinary people, and they are as happy as they are.

No one knows that Jing Ci laughed because he happened to see that person.

At the end of the commendation meeting, the classmates disbanded and went to the cafeteria for dinner.

It was inconvenient for Jing Ci to carry the envelope, so he asked Li Zhou to help him with the meal, and he sent the first prize back to the classroom.

Due to this delay, Jing Ci and Li Zhou were almost the latest in the class when they returned to the classroom.

As soon as Jing Ci entered the door, he was warmly welcomed by the students from Class 7——

"Thank you Cige! Cige mighty!"

"Pine nuts are super fragrant! Thank you, brother!"

"Not only the pine nuts, but the cakes are also delicious! Ahhhh, thank you, Brother Ci!"

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Jing Ci was stunned, what's going on?

When Zheng Que saw this, he was afraid that he would reveal his stuff. He quickly pushed him back to his seat and whispered in his ear: "Didn't you take the bonus? Everyone has seen it. It doesn't mean that it is not good. Brother Jiao bought it for you. Treat things to guests. Don't let go of your mouth, sir brother, just keep it when someone comes to thank you."

Jing Ci turned his head and looked at Ying Jiao blankly: "You..."

"Shhh..." Ying Jiao stuffed a large amount of peeled pine nuts into his hand and whispered: "You are not allowed to withdraw money, you should keep your money well. Be obedient, don't tell me. "

Jing Ci's fingertips trembled, and he clutched the pine nut tightly, trying to say something, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't say a word.

"Brother Ci, do you have time now? I'll ask you questions." Wu Weicheng's voice came right over.

Jing Ci's nose was sour. He was afraid that he would lose control in front of Yingjiao, and hurriedly replied: "Yes." Then he fled and went to Wu Weicheng's seat.

Yingjiao didn't stop him, bowed his head and continued to peel the pine nuts.

After peeling a handful, Jing Ci hasn't come back yet.

Ying Jiao turned his head, glanced at his oblique rear, and handed the pine nuts to He porridge.

"Oh, why is this embarrassing?" He Zhou twisted shyly, and reached out to take the handful of pine nuts: "Thank you Brother Jiao."

Ying Jiao looked at him blankly: "A few dishes in the evening and so many drinks, I asked you to pass it to Jing Ci."

He porridge: "..."

He Cong glared at him angrily, and put the pine nuts in front of Jing Ci with a touch of the floor.

Jing Ci was not used to eating while speaking, so when he returned to his seat, more than half of the pine nuts in his hand were left.

Yingjiao didn't pay attention, and when he saw that he was back, he handed him a small handful.

At this moment, Jing Ci's emotions in his heart have almost calmed down. He spread out his hands and let Yingjiao look at his palms: "No more, I have a lot more."

Yingjiao didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly smiled, "No more?"

Jing Ci didn't think much, and nodded honestly: "Yeah."

Ying Jiao leaned close to him, and Sao Li grumbled: "Then you beg me."

Jing Ci: "..."

Jing Ci suffocated him and pushed him away, too lazy to talk to him again.

Jing Ci wanted to find a book in the hole in the table, lowered his head, but saw a pink flower inside.

He took out the flower questioningly: "Ying Jiao, do you see who put this out?"

"I," Ying Jiao pushed aside the chair to stand up, and said with a chuckle: "When I first bought the cake, the boss gave it to you. I will hold it for you to play with."

"It's pretty." Jing Cishun put the flowers on the tabletop, and continued to look for books with his head down.

Ying Jiao didn't say anything. He peeled the oil from the pine nuts. It was very uncomfortable at the moment. He went out to wash his hands.

Jing Ci took the book and straightened up, his eyes stopped for a moment on the flower, and he wanted to put it back in the table hole.

He has no preference for flowers, but since it is a gift, he wants to cherish it even as a gift.

"Ah ah ah ah," At this point, Chen Miao suddenly screamed and rushed over, excited authentic: "? Speech Brother, where are you confused pink roses ah"

It turned out to be a rose.

Jing Ci was embarrassed to say that it was given by Winning Pride, and smiled at Chen Miaomiao, and said, "It was given by someone else."

Chen Miaomiao was even more excited when he heard the words, and looked at Jing Ci with a gossiping face: "Who is it?! Who gave it?! Ah, ah, ah! It's so romantic."

Jing Ci didn't understand: "...what?"

Chen Miaomiao took out his mobile phone, opened the browser and entered a few words, and handed the search results to Jing Ci's eyes.

Jing Ci was stunned.

The flower language of pink rose is——

First love.

The author has something to say:-What is the best and most responsible person you have ever met?

Ying Jiao: My future boyfriend, I just confessed to him, but he has already begun to plan our future.