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    date="2021-11-01"

    title="Chapter Sixty Seven"

    weight="142198"

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

    mode = "manual"

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    Jing Ci actually likes to hear Yingjiao intercede with him.

    At this time, he can clearly feel that Yingjiao likes him.

    Although he will be ashamed and blush, but more often, he is happy.

    That little secret little joy was collected little by little by him, hidden in his heart, and he took it out in his spare time secretly aftertaste, the whole heart is sweet.

    However, due to his character, he can do anything to win the pride, but he can't say the same.

    He always thought that even if he didn't say it, as long as he worked hard to be good to Yingjiao, Yingjiao would understand.

    However, at this moment, standing on the square where people came and going in the train station, listening to Yingjiao's seemingly casual questioning, he suddenly stopped thinking that way.

    Maybe Yingjiao is also expecting something he can say, maybe he will be as happy as he is when he hears love words...

    So, even if it was embarrassing, even if it was embarrassing, he still said it.

    "think."

    How could not think that the math test is not so interesting when think of Jing Ci for the first time.

    Ying Jiao took a breath, and turned to Jing Ci in disbelief.

    Did Jing Ci just say that he missed him?

    He... said he missed him?

    Isn't it being forced, nor is it being routine, but that he said it on his own initiative? !

    In an instant, a burst of fireworks exploded in Yingjiao's mind.

    His ears were red, and the corners of his lips were raised high. He didn't know what he was talking about: "What do you want to eat tonight? Eat Japanese food? Didn't you like the sukiyaki pot that day?"

    Without waiting for Jing Ci to answer, he quickly said: "After eating it once, do you want to eat it a second time? Otherwise, let's go eat barbecue?"

    Jing Ci raised his eyes to look at him: "I..."

    Yingjiao interrupted him and said to himself: "Eating too much barbecue is bad for your health. Forget it, let's eat Cantonese food. Cantonese food is light and suitable for dinner."

    Jing Ci just wanted to say that time is running out and there is no time to go to the restaurant to eat, otherwise it may delay the evening study, just find a small shop to eat a little. Just listen to Ying Jiao swiftly continuing: "No, I always get tired of eating Cantonese food, why don't you eat Korean food?"

    He immediately shook his head and denied: "Korean food is not healthy, it's all pickles! Otherwise, eat..."

    Yingjiao laughed uncontrollably, and suddenly couldn't say anything.

    He stopped, in Jing Ci's stunned gaze, threw his luggage on the ground, and pushed him onto the thick banyan tree on the side of the road.

    Jing Ci was still a little overwhelmed. He looked at Ying Jiao questioningly: "What are you doing?"

    Yingjiao said nothing.

    In the next second, Jing Ci's eyes suddenly went black, and a large coat was over his head.

    Too late to figure out the situation, too late to struggle.

    In the darkness, Ying Jiao stretched out his hand and lifted his chin, and kissed him hard.

    To their left is the square in front of the station where people come and go, and to their right is the endless road.

    Excited screams of children, laughing chats of pedestrians, and sharp horns of private cars continue to reach the ears. Even from time to time, there are clear footsteps passing by them.

    But winning arrogance doesn't care anymore.

    He kissed Jing Ci hard, wishing to rub him into his own flesh and blood.

    Jingci, who has always been stingy with expressing his true feelings, even took the first place exams and had to take pleasure in himself, but now he takes the initiative to talk about him.

    Yingjiao is really too happy, almost going crazy with joy.

    "Baby," Ying Jiao pressed to his lips and said dumbly, "Say it again."

    Jing Ci's brain was blank, and his heart was beating almost out of his chest.

    He and Yingjiao kissed in the crowd...

    Although they are covered by coats, people with a discerning eye can see what they are doing.

    Jing Ci's cheeks were hot, and he could barely breathe in shame.

    But winning arrogance is still asking-

    "Observe, say it again."

    Say what? They are wrong.

    This is too unacceptable and too outrageous.

    Jing Ci wanted to push away Yingjiao, and then quickly fled from this place.

    But Yingjiao was so happy, and there was eagerness and joy that could not be concealed in his voice.

    Yingjiao likes to hear him say such things, but he has never told him before...

    Jing Ci's head was about to smoke. He rolled his Adam's apple a few times, clenching his fists, trying to make himself ignore the outside environment. For a long time, whispered: "Miss you."

    Ying Jiao sighed contentedly and stretched out his hand to press him against his chest.

    That night, after putting their luggage back to Winjiao's home, the two of them just took a bite on the street and then went to school.

    Jing Ci was like a general returning from a war outside, and was warmly welcomed by the students in Class 7.

    This one came to send a few lumps of candy, the other came to throw a bag of melon seeds, but no one asked him too much about how he did on the test and whether he could enter the national training team.

    Jing Ci's chest was warm and almost swollen, and he did not refuse for fear of owing favors for the first time. While thanking him, he accepted everyone's heart.

    However, outside the seventh class, there is no such harmony.

    Although the annual mathematics winter camp is over, because it is the first time that the Olympiad has cancelled the bonus points for the college entrance examination, and the eye-catching news headlines released by reporters, the popularity has not fallen, but has increased a lot.

    The news, Weibo, and niche academic forums released by major media are all discussing——

    [A friend also participated in this year's math winter camp. He said that Donghae Province was the first in the country to leave the camp. 】

    [Hahahahahahaha, this sorrowful operation, the cowhide is too big and the circle won't come back. 】

    [This is really embarrassing to the whole country. 】

    [No, you forgot that Singapore and Russia are also participating in the competition, so they are not thrown to the whole country, but they are thrown abroad! 】

    [I don’t know if I have a conspiracy theory, but I always feel that Donghae is hype. A vase that looks good is specially introduced, and then attracts everyone's attention. 】

    [Isn't it? I've heard of celebrity hype, and never heard of hype in provinces. 】

    [Upstairs, do you know? In order to maintain the popularity, foreign countries often buy our country’s hot searches. It may be for the development of tourism, or it may want to brush up on the sense of existence. 】

    After Jing Ci and the others came back, Zhao Feng immediately explained the matter to the people around him. Many insiders can't read the online comments, and some have clarified them.

    But it's useless, people only care about gossip, and serious clarifications are never looked at.

    Even some people from Donghai Province laughed at it.

    [Really served the provincial experiment, they can make such a big news after participating in a winter camp, are they crazy? Do you see the virtue of provincial experiment? Let’s report our foreign language, all the younger brothers and sisters. 】

    [I am also a sophomore in high school. I am very sure, certain and affirmative. This Jingci is not a tyrant. Our teacher inquires about the names of the top 20 in the city every year, and I have never seen one of them, Jing Ci. 】

    [But he took the 226 exam. 】

    [Who knows how he got it? Haha, there are still ways, as long as the art is bold. 】

    [Fuck, when you say this, I suddenly feel that the provincial experiment is really a big death. 】

    ………………

    Jingci and Donghai Experimental Middle School have become synonymous with jokes these days.

    But this is nothing. Everyone is holding big moves, waiting for the day when the results come out, so that they can be firmly nailed to the pillar of shame.

    In this way, two days passed quickly amidst the cynicism on the Internet.

    That night, Jing Ci had just been studying in the evening for half an hour, and he was called to the office by Teacher Liu.

    Generally speaking, the results of large examinations start in the morning.

    However, the math winter camp is unique, and the time to check the results is between 8 pm and 9 pm.

    Check the results plus the review of the results, only one hour, no waiting for the expiration.

    In the second grade science office, almost every teacher sits in his place. As soon as Jing Ci entered the door, the teachers raised their heads, their eyes focused on him as if nothing.

    "Jing Ci, come here." Zhao Feng beckoned to him from the position.

    There is a laptop in front of him, the screen is on, and a website where you can check the results is open.

    Zhou Chao and Jiang Chong were standing next to him, walking two steps from time to time, their faces tense and tight.

    "Brother Ci, I'm nervous." Zhou Chao took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to let Jing Ci look at his wet palm: "Look, it's sweaty."

    "Eat or not?" Jing Ci took out a piece of candy from his pocket, which Chen Miaomiao gave him just after class.

    "Eat, eat!" Regardless of the surrounding teachers, Zhou Chao took the piece of candy and tore open the candy paper, as if to vent something, chewing squeaky.

    Zhao Feng was also nervous. He coughed and said to Jing Ci: "Tell me your login name and password. I will write it down first, and it will be convenient when I will check it."

    Jingci and several people followed suit one after another.

    As eight o'clock got closer, the atmosphere in the office seemed to freeze. Although it was a room of people, no one spoke, and even the occasional sound of flipping books seemed very abrupt.

    Finally, in the torment of waiting every minute, it was eight o'clock.

    Zhao Feng didn't have time to say anything, and entered Jing Ci's login name and password on the official website for the first time.

    After inputting, he did not click submit in the eyes that Teacher Liu urged, but closed his eyes and prepared mentally before pressing the left mouse button forcefully.

    Xu Shi has a lot of people who check the results, and there are some cards on the page, but it has not been loaded for a long time, so that the hearts of the people waiting next to him are raised in their throats.

    Zhao Feng couldn't bear it and refreshed the page irritably. I thought I would get stuck this time. Who knew I was caught off guard, so Jing Ci's results appeared in front of everyone.

    One try: 50

    Second try: 58

    Total score: 108

    The National Mathematics Winter Camp has only three questions for each exam, each with 21 points. There are six questions in two days, with a full score of 126 points.

    Last year, the national training team's score line was 84, and the gold medal line was 75.

    Jing Ci took 108 exams.

    Zhao Feng rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and his face almost stuck to the computer screen.

    Did he read it right? Did Jing Ci take the 108 exam? right? !

    The screen was just that big, and when he blocked it like this, the other teachers suddenly couldn't see anything. One after another anxiously asked: "How many? How many points did you score?"

    "Hey, old Zhao, what's the matter with you? How much is it?"

    Zhao Feng was silent for a full minute, and then laughed loudly, as if he was about to laugh out the breath that he had held during this period of time: "108!!! Jing Ci took the 108 test!!!"

    The office quieted down instantly.

    After a long period of silence, the teachers who behaved decently on weekdays could no longer maintain their emotions, and there was endless excitement and laughter.

    108! ! !

    Jing Ci took the 108! ! ! !

    The score line of the national training team was 24 points higher than last year!

    There is no need to wait for the official list to be announced. Everyone knows that even if the organizing committee frantically raises the score line, Jingci’s quota for the national training team is stable.

    After decades, someone in their Donghai Province has finally been able to break into the national training team! !

    Who said that they are experimenting and boasting and not making drafts? !

    Who said Jingci is a vase? !

    hahahahahahahahaha! ! Come out and get beaten! ! ! !

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