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date="2021-11-01"

title="Chapter Sixty Six"

weight="142197"

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

mode = "manual"

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Across the screen, you can't touch the things you can't touch, and Yingjiao feels distressed. He tries to make his voice softer: "If you have to be so open with me, it's fine."

He smiled at Jing Ci: "You help me write notes, make study plans, tutor homework, buy me study materials..."

"How valuable Jingshen's notes are, don't I need to say? Do you want me to calculate it with you one by one?"

Jing Ci's nose was sour, and he shook his head.

"That's not enough."

"Don't feel a psychological burden, and don't think about paying me back."

Ying Jiao paused, and then he smiled. For the first time, he took the initiative to mention his mother's affairs in front of others: "Don't worry, what we spend is not my father's money, but our mother's legacy left to us."

Has Yingjiao's mother passed away?

Jing Ci's pupils shrank abruptly, and the questions that had always existed in his heart were answered in an instant.

Why does Yingjiao hate his father so much? Why does he live alone...

Jing Ci doesn't have a mother, and has been used to it for so many years. But when he heard that Yingjiao was the same, he couldn't stand it in distress.

He pondered a few words in his heart, and asked carefully: "When is your mother..."

"When I was twelve years old." Ying Jiao replied without pause, and when Jing Ci wanted to say something, he stopped him: "Shhh... let's not talk about this today."

"I will tell you everything later when I find time."

Jing Ci hesitated and nodded.

Ying Jiao leaned against the wall and smiled: "My mother left so much money not to put it in the bank to look good, but to spend it for her two sons."

"Baby, I know you need to be strong." Ying Jiao paused, and said softly: "But...try to rely on me?"

"After all..." He smiled into Shang Jingci's eyes, "We are a lifetime business."

Ying Jiao had discovered it a long time ago. Although Jing Ci blushed when he was teased by him, his personality was very independent and his sense of security was very low.

If you can do it yourself, you must do it yourself. If I can't do it temporarily, I would rather carry it all by myself than ask for help from others.

He made himself invincible, as if he was born with no emotion of weakness. But I don't know, the more he is like this, the more I feel sorry for him.

What has Jing Ci experienced in his past?

Winning pride unconsciously began to figure it out in his heart.

Jing Ci's breathing was suffocated, and his eyes instantly turned red.

He has known his life experience since he was a child, knowing that he was thrown into the trash can by his biological parents like garbage in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

This is true for biological parents, let alone other people.

The children who grew up in the orphanage matured prematurely, so since sensible, Jing Ci has never extravagantly asked to rely on others.

But he met Yingjiao, and Yingjiao was so good to him, so good that he was about to forget the days when he walked alone, and he couldn't wait to keep going with this person...

"I..." Jing Ci clenched his fists and tried to restrain his emotions. After holding back for a long time, he suffocated a sentence: "I will continue to help you during the winter vacation."

He has nothing to do with arrogance, he can only learn this.

"Otherwise?" Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows and snorted: "I want to leave my boyfriend alone and help others? You want to be beautiful!"

Knowing that Jingci agreed, he was determined to win the pride.

The two talked for a while, teasing Jing Ci to forget the heavy things, and then Ying Jiao hung up the phone with confidence.

When Jing Ci returned to the room, Zhou Chao was sitting on the bed and reading. He was unexpectedly stimulated by media reports today and wanted to hug Buddha's feet for the last time.

Seeing Jing Ci came in, he put down his book and asked, "Brother Ci, who are you calling? Your parents?"

Zhou Chao has a straightforward personality, and coupled with the fact that his mentality has collapsed in contact with his family these days, he thinks Jing Ci is the same as him.

Jing Ci was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "No, with friends."

When Zhou Chao heard this, he said casually: "Then your friend cares about you."

The corners of Jingci's lips curled up slightly: "Yeah."

The relationship with Yingjiao has taken a small step closer, and that night, Jing Ci was at ease and at ease. The next morning, he entered the examination room steadily.

In the provincial experiment at this time, when Yingjiao stood at the door of Class 11 again, Qiao Anyan completely collapsed.

He had no idea where he had offended Yingjiao, and it was worth his perseverance to knock him out every day.

Qiao Anyan felt that everything was messed up in this life he was living anew.

He originally wanted to counterattack and slap his face, take a good university entrance examination, and manage his life well. But without the golden finger, he himself is not too clever. He left the campus for a long time before he was born again, and he did not learn to go in.

There is also win arrogance. In his last life, he tried his best to find out that he likes people with simple minds. Therefore, in front of Yingjiao, he has always created an appearance of incomprehension, but it is useless at all.

Not only did Yingjiao fail to feel good about him, but instead began to beat him.

"Did you come out by yourself, or did I drag you out?" Ying Jiao looked at Qiao Anyan blankly and said indifferently.

Qiao Anyan was trembling, instinctively wanting to escape from the back door, and fearing to win arrogance, suddenly froze in place.

Upon seeing this, Ying Jiao frowned and walked into Class 11. Just dragged Qiao Anyan out, a loud roar sounded from behind: "Win the pride! You stop me!"

Teacher Liu had a dark face, and ran hurriedly toward this side.

Today’s final exam results came out. Winjiao has made great progress. He originally wanted to report him to school as an inspirational model and give him a certificate or something. Who knows this little bastard is making trouble again!

Teacher Liu was panting hard, wishing to rush to Yingjiao for a second.

Fortunately, he kept his eyes on him, and came to the eleventh class for a walk!

Yingjiao ignored Teacher Liu's roar and knocked out Qiao Anyan for the third time before he came.

Although Qiao Anyan's protagonist is lucky, because it was stolen, it is very unstable, so his golden fingers will not work from time to time. It must be continuously absorbed from other places to be able to strengthen and consolidate itself.

I was knocked out the first two times, and those luck was just restless. And when Yingjiao acted on him for the third time, the restless air luck seemed to unlock some of the shackles that held them, disappeared a lot in an instant, and returned to their original masters.

"You..." Teacher Liu panted and ran to Yingjiao, his face pale with anger. He took the two students with his hand and asked them to help Qiao Anyan up. The first time I moved, I was really angry: "It's good to say you don't Listen, right?! That's good! You will stand in the corridor and reflect on me today!"

"When did I know that I was wrong, and when did I go back to the classroom!"

If this is another teacher, won’t be able to take care of it, but Teacher Liu is different.

He nodded indifferently: "Sure."

Seeing him looking like he didn't buy in, Teacher Liu was so angry that his brain hurts.

Punish him to write a review? It's useless.

Call a parent? Even more useless.

It's so thick-skinned, it's useless to even stand fine!

Teacher Liu took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Winning pride, I am not joking with you. There are no more than three things, and the next time I have a big mistake!"

"At that time, there will be stains on your files, whether it will affect your progress in school, future work or transfer of households, it will have an impact."

Ying Jiao nodded simply: "I understand the consequences, don't be angry, it won't be tomorrow."

Teacher Liu didn't expect that he would be subdued, and he didn't believe it: "Really?"

"Yeah." Ying Jiao snorted and looked down at his right hand: "If it wasn't for...I wouldn't bother to touch him."

Teacher Liu frowned: "What if it's not? You can't tell the teacher?"

Ying Jiao looked down and said nothing.

Upon seeing this, Teacher Liu knew that it would be wasted to ask any more questions, so he didn't talk nonsense with him.

When I arrived in Class 7, Yingjiao took the math workbook in the advanced classroom, and then went to the penalty station in the corridor.

Then, with everyone's stunned gaze, took off the cap and started to do the question.

The three of He Zhou followed out and couldn't help asking: "Brother Jiao, what is going on with you and Qiao Anyan?"

Yingjiao calculated it on the draft paper, filled in an answer in parentheses, and replied casually: "It's nothing."

Zheng Que was a little unhappy: "Brother Jiao, you don't even give us a precise word now?"

Ying Jiao looked up at him and laughed: "No, you guys..." He paused, and sneered, "I can't bear it anymore."

"Why?" Zheng Que asked reluctantly, "What can you two meet? And you've been staring at him all this time, what's the matter?"

"He..." Yingjiao didn't want them to think too much, and said lightly: "Written a love letter to me."

"Fuck!" He Zhou looked shocked: "Yes, this kid, even my arrogant brother dare to covet it."

Zheng Que had just been arrogant and betrayed his brother’s expression, and now he immediately turned into anger: "Dare to pry me at the corner of brother, are you tired of life? I don’t know if our seventh class is full of excitement. Is it serving? I knew I would follow him and beat him."

Ying Jiao glanced at him blankly: "I didn't sleep yet, so I started dreaming. Jing Ci needs your wholehearted service? How far can he get me? It's enough for him to have me."

He porridge, Zheng Que, and Peng Chengcheng: "..."

He porridge never thought it would be like this. He could still show up with stitches, and couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "Xiu Xiuxiu, show a few of them."

Ying Jiao smiled: "Yes, Xiu."

He porridge stayed for a while, and it took several seconds before he realized what he meant, and he suddenly screamed: "Just you have it, we don't have it?!"

Ying Jiao gave him a thoughtful look.

He porridge was furious: "What is the look in your eyes? You tell me clearly! I'm joking with you for two hours at a time without panting?!"

Winning pride: "Two hours?"

He congee loudly and surely: "Yes! Just ask if you are strong?!"

Winning pride is surprised: "It takes one hour and fifty-nine minutes to untie a belt? Are you a belt or a chastity belt?"

He porridge: ".................."

He porridge was so angry that his whole body was trembling, and he rushed up to grab his collar: "Win the pride!!! You are a damn fool!!!"

"You have fallen, don't hurt others, okay?" Ying Jiao easily blocked his hand, and flicked the exercise book on the windowsill: "Now I'm going to start the task assigned by Jingci."

He curled his lips, his gaze slowly swept over the few people, and said with pity: "Poor, no boyfriend will pick you up questions even if you want to do it."

He porridge, Zheng Que, and Peng Chengcheng: "..."

Who the hell wants to do the problem? ! and also! ! A few of them straight boyfriends who want a fart! !

The three men were so angry that he helped each other away.

Yingjiao guessed that they would never want to ask about Qiao Anyan anymore, so he laughed, bowed his head and continued to do the question.

In the morning, Ying Jiao took a self-study at the penalty station outside the door, while the teachers announced the results inside the door.

Without any surprises, Jing Ci took the first place in the whole year again this time, and still had a high score of 747.

Yingjiao has a total score of 528, an improvement of 40 points from the previous time. Except for the English test of 149, other subjects are hovering above and below the passing line.

As soon as the red list was posted, the Provincial Experimental Forum began to sigh again——

[I saw the red list, do you quit your elder brother or you quit your elder brother. 】

[I remember a brother said last time that he can look forward to the first one this time. How about this brother? Hahaha. 】

[Put your knees to Brother Ci... I haven't studied hard for such a long time, and I still hang and beat a lot of mortals. 】

[A male god is a male god ah ah ah ah ah! Work hard to learn from the male god! ! ! 】

[Those who are trying to force me on the Internet do not know how many points can be taken in each exam in reality. Just quit his grade and not enter the national training team. Still pick the top universities in the country, right? 】

[I have taken the photos of the red list and are going to go online. At this time, we must be consistent with the outside world. 】

[Don't say frustrating words, what if Ci brother joins the training team? 】

[It's too difficult upstairs...Don't dream for now. 】

As for Jingci, who was discussed by everyone, he still didn't know his final exam results. At 12:30, he finished the second test on time, got on the bus when he came, and returned to the hotel.

The second test is much more difficult than the first test, but Jing Ci feels that his second test is better than the first test. Especially after Zhao Feng showed them the answer, this feeling became clearer.

"Okay, don't think about it anymore, you can get results the day after tomorrow." After dinner, Zhao Feng drove them back to the room: "We are on the train at 2:40. Go back and pack things quickly. Don't rush. You're done. Gather at the door of my room and go downstairs to check out together."

Jing Ci nodded and went back to the room.

After handling all the formalities, Zhao Feng took Jing Ci with them and left the camp.

When he walked out of the hotel door, he looked back one last time.

It's the end of the winter camp for another year. don't know what their province's results will be this time.

The reporters wanted to interview Jing Ci with great enthusiasm and ask him whether he did well in the exam, whether he was very confident about joining the national training team like Zhao Feng.

However, after turning around, realized that the people from Donghai Province had already left.

"They should have seen the comments on the Internet, so they have a guilty conscience."

"I think so too."

"Hey, the team leader of Donghai Province is not good this year. It would be nice to keep a low profile like in previous years."

"Who said no, but I'm quite curious about Jing Ci's score, so I'll inquire about it when the time comes."

Even people in other provinces think so. After all, the news broke yesterday, and Donghae Province was the first to leave the camp today.

Sympathetic, mocking, and saying they deserve it.

Among other people's discussions, Jing Ci got on the train back home.

After all, one by one, carrying large and small bags of luggage, he rushed outside for another five days. So Zhao Feng called the shots and asked them not to go to school today, but to take a rest for the night.

Zhou Chao and Jiang Chong are going to go home, and Zhao Feng is going back. Only Jing Ci said that they want to go back to school.

"Brother Ci, if I don't accept anyone, I will obey you." Zhou Chao exclaimed with a thumbs up: "This desperate effort, no wonder I get so high scores every time."

Just now a teacher had sent the results of the three of them to Zhao Feng, and Zhao Feng told them after getting on the bus.

Zhou Chao was still second in grade, while Jiang Chong fell to seventh in grade.

Jing Ci smiled at him without speaking.

The second trial is the same as the first trial, which takes four and a half hours. After such a long time of high concentration, several people were a little tired and stopped chatting. They all leaned back on their chairs and closed their eyes to rest.

When he reached his destination one more stop, Jing Ci woke up, and just after drinking a mouthful of water, his phone suddenly shook. He picked it up and saw that he was arrogant.

[Pride]: Has the train been delayed?

Jing Ci put down the mineral water bottle and replied to him——

[Jing]: No, it's on time.

[Jing]: Are you at home?

[Arrogance]: Not here.

Jing Ci was taken aback for a moment. This afternoon was on holiday. It stands to reason that Yingjiao should be at home. He quickly asked: Didn't you go home?

[Arrogance]: Well, doing He Congee a favor outside, no time to eat, so annoying.

Busy, how can you not eat. Jing Ci frowned and typed——

[Jing]: Anyway, take time to eat.

He thought for a while, and added another sentence: Otherwise, I can bring you something back, right? What do you want to eat?

The provincial experiment is only half an hour's drive from the railway station.

[Arrogance]: Okay, isn’t there a real kung fu at the train station? I want to eat his pork ribs rice with sauce. I can’t sell it around our school.

[Jing]: Okay, I will buy it back for you.

Twenty minutes later, the train came into the station. Jing Ci and several people waited for the people in the carriage to have almost left, and then they got off the car with their suitcases.

Jing Ci sent a WeChat message to Yingjiao, telling him that he got off the car, and asked him to pinch a little bit back to school. The weather is cold, if it is left for too long, the rice will not be hot.

Although they were going home individually, Zhao Feng was worried about them. He had already said that he would send them a taxi one by one.

Jing Ci still needs to buy food. He didn't want to bother them to wait for himself, so he discussed with Zhao Feng: "Teacher, you don't need to send me off. I want to eat at the train station first. There is a subway directly to the school in the station, so I can take the subway to go back. NS."

Zhao Feng curled his eyebrows: "Eating at the train station? How expensive is that."

"I... the restaurant I want to eat is only available in the station." Jing Ci lied unskillfully and unnaturally said: "Don't worry, I will definitely not run around, and I will go back to school after eating."

It is normal for children to be greedy, and Jing Ci has always performed well. Zhao Feng thought about it and agreed. After repeatedly urging him to pay attention to safety, he let him go.

Jing Ci breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the station, searched the location of the restaurant on his mobile phone, and walked directly over.

It is the end of the year, and the train station is very crowded, and even the restaurants are overcrowded. Jing Ci stood at the door of the restaurant, waiting for a few people dragging the large suitcases to go out before entering the door.

All he thought about was pork ribs rice with savory sauce. He looked up and glanced at the menu on the bar, and locked a set meal. As soon as was about to walk over to place an order, was patted on the shoulder.

Jing Ci turned his head and took a look, his eyes widened suddenly: "You... why are you here?"

In the past few days when Jing Ci was away, Ying Jiao had his mind in mind. At this moment, I finally saw someone. I couldn't help it anymore. I pulled him to the corner and pressed him into my arms: "You come back today, where am I not here?"

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Xia Jingci's hair, remembering that this was the station, and quickly let go of him, and said with a chuckle: "I really thought I was looking for some porridge? Isn't it stupid?"

Jing Ci's heart beat so fast that he almost broke through his chest.

His throat tightened and his mouth opened, but he couldn't say a word.

Yingjiao came to pick him up, he came to pick him up...

"Let's go," Yingjiao took the luggage in his hand and said with a smile: "Little classmate, come home with me?"

Jing Ci calmed down for a moment, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and nodded lightly.

Yingjiao just couldn't stand his obedient appearance. He was itchy in his heart. He hated too many people here and couldn't even hold a small hand.

He took a deep breath, tried to throw out the messy things in his mind, and asked Jing Ci: "Have you been accustomed to staying in a hotel these days?"

"No." Jing Ci shook his head, afraid that Yingjiao would worry about him, and tried his best to describe the advantages of that hotel: "The environment is very good, the rooms are clean and the living is very comfortable."

The restraint of Yingjiao ends in Jingci's "comfort".

He chuckled and said lazily: "How do you like hotels so much? Then let's go to the hotel to stay together during the holiday? Don't you like big beds? Let's open a suite..."

He paused and lowered his voice: "Make sure that you won't fall off how you sleep or use any posture."

Jing Ci's face flushed.

Yingjiao looked at him pretentiously in surprise: "What are you blushing? I said I didn't say you want to sleep in bed, or do you have any impure thoughts about me in your heart?"

He curled his lips, grinning sullenly: "Baby, to be honest, what did you think?"

Jing Ci's ears were red now, and he turned his head in embarrassment, "Nothing, nothing."

"Hidden with me again," Ying Jiao snorted, looked at Jing Ci's red ears, and smiled lowly: "Sooner or later, let you meet me sincerely and see how you hide."

He deliberately bit the pronunciation of the four words "meeting sincerely", Jing Ci understood in an instant, and he almost lost his head and smoked.

Ying Jiao teased Jing Ci for a while, in a good mood, took his shoulders and brought a belt around him, and asked him against his ear: "Do you want me?"

Jing Ci lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Ying Jiao smiled, knowing that his character is like this, and didn't force him outside.Just about to say something else, Jing Ci nodded.

His entire face was red, his breathing was a bit short, and he didn't raise his head shyly, but he still spit out a word in a low and firm voice: "Yes."