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As a result of excessive teasing, Jing Ci, who was ashamed and angry, drove Ying Jiao out of the dormitory without mercy.
Looking at the tightly closed door, Ying Jiao smiled helplessly, took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, typed, and went back to his dormitory.
After half a minute, Jing Ci’s cell phone rang. He looked down, and Ying Jiao sent him two messages over——
[Jiao]: Important things should be said three times.
[Jiao]: Congratulations on getting first place in the test, it’s really amazing.
Jing Ci looked away from the screen and didn’t reply, but a smile appeared in his eyes.
In the 303 dormitory, Ying Jiao lay flat on the bed, holding his mobile phone and staring at Jing Ci’s WeChat portrait for a long time, before smiling, and taking out a workbook from under his pillow.
Even if Jing Ci didn’t want to share his emotions, it would be nice to be happy with him like this.
The next day, the students in Class 7 received bad news early in the morning.
Teacher Liu stood on the podium and announced with a serious face: “After the month-end vacation, we will have a monthly exam. This time, our school will give the test itself.”
He frowned and looked at the blurred-eyed and yawning students in the audience, raising his voice and said: “Everyone must fight! There is no way to fight Mathematics, Physics and Chemistry, but what about Chinese? Recite everything that should be memorized! Let me tell you! Whoever fills in a blank for this poem…”
Teacher Liu slapped the desk and said viciously: “See how I clean you up!”
After speaking, he patrolled the class and beat a few students who wanted to sleep on the table, and then he walked out of the classroom unhurriedly.
Jing Ci didn’t care about taking exams or not, but the end of the month was about to end. The thought of going home made him feel a little uncomfortable.
He stared at the desk blankly, and couldn’t help thinking, if only during the month-end holidays, he could be allowed to stay at school.
“Damn, take another exam.” After confirming that Teacher Liu really left, Zheng Que carefully took out his mobile phone from his sleeve and mumbled and complained: “How do I feel that I just did an exam yesterday.”
He Zhou wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and said listlessly, “Old Zheng, calm down, students, and exams are not our daily routine.”
Zheng Que was trembling with disgust, and said: “Oh…can you speak well?”
He Zhou snorted and pointed to the front and said, “Let’s learn from Brother Jiao. You see, Brother Jiao calmly took out a “Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation”.”
Zheng Que: “…”
Zheng Que suddenly showed a difficult expression on his face, he stood up and glanced forward. Seeing that Ying Jiao touched Jing Ci’s arm, he seemed to be asking him a question.
Jing Ci glanced at the pages of the book, and soon picked up his pen and started speaking to him in a low voice.
Zheng Que looked at it for a while, but suddenly felt that something was wrong. He dragged He Zhou over: “Hey, do you think he is listening to the subject, or is it to look at him?”
Hearing these words, Peng Chengcheng glanced forward and summed it up concisely: “Both.”
He Zhou hadn’t noticed before. When Zheng Que said so, he immediately leaned in, “He can’t hide it?” He Zhou felt his toothache:”No, just look at his eyes when he looks at Jing Ci, can anybody enter his mind?”
Peng Chengcheng still hit the nail on the head: “Jing Ci can’t tell.”
He Zhou immediately smirked and laughed: “Yes, Jing Ci doesn’t want to talk to him at all now, he deserves it!”
Before, Jing Ci finished explaining one question, put down his pen and asked Ying Jiao: “Do you understand?”
“Understood.” Ying Jiao took back the exercise book and said with a chuckle: “Thank you, little classmate.”
Jing Ci shook his head, picked up his pen and continued to do the Mathematical Olympiad.
Ying Jiao didn’t tease him any more, and found out the knowledge points involved in the question just now, and then went on to do it.
When he first started learning, Ying Jiao really couldn’t sit still. But after clenching his teeth for a month, he found that it was not as difficult as he imagined.
The most important thing is……
Ying Jiao looked at Jing Ci from the corner of his eye.
He seemed to have encountered a problem, and his pen hesitated several times without falling. After pondering for nearly a minute, the frowned brows slowly loosened, and the answer was smoothly written on the paper.
Ying Jiao retracted his gaze and closed his eyes. He still doesn’t want to remember the day when his midterm exam scores came down.
The day before, he had just realized that he was in love with Jing Ci, and then reality hit him hard.
Prior to this, Ying Jiao had never had any idea about his own results.
He was born to win at the starting line. The things his mother left for him allowed him to do nothing for the rest of his life, and he would not be short of money.
But when he and Jing Ci’s results were compared, Ying Jiao suddenly felt unable to lift his head.
It’s too embarrassing, it’s really too embarrassing.
When he fell out with his father, Ying Jiao had no regrets.
When he moved out, Ying Jiao had no regrets.
Even when Mr. Liu worked hard to find out his previous results and persuaded him. Ying Jiao didn’t regret it.
But when he saw Jing Ci’s scores, he regretted it.
If he had known that he would meet such a person, he should have worked harder for his future.
However, the time that has passed is no longer there. All he can grasp is the present.
Ying Jiao let out a sigh of relief, calmed down for a moment, lowered his head and concentrated on continuing to do the problem.
Although they received bad news about this exam, the students in Class 7 got used to it and wailed for a while, and then left the matter behind.
After eating at noon, a group of people had nothing to do, joking together in twos and threes, and the students standing in the corridor could hear the movement in the classroom.
Jing Ci didn’t sit idle, he finished correcting the comprehensive set of papers that Ying Jiao did yesterday, and hurriedly listed all the important points lost before the bell rang.
After doing all this, he put down his pen and looked up at the drinking fountain.
The green light happens to be on, which means that the hot water is ready. Jing Ci waited for two minutes. Seeing that no girl had come to fill up hot water, he walked to the front with his cup.
Jing Ci uses a heat-resistant glass, but it does not have a handle. It will be hot if you hold it with hot water. So he took some cold water first, and then poured hot water into it.
It has always been raining these days, the weather is cold, and there is no heating in the classroom. Jing Ci wanted to use a cup to warm his hands, so he deliberately took in more hot water.
It’s still a bit hot when he holds it, but it’s not intolerable. Jing Ci carefully held the cup and walked quickly to his seat.
Just as he was about to turn, a boy who was fighting in the aisle suddenly stepped back, and raised his right hand heavily on Jing Ci’s chin.
Jing Ci shook his body, and most of the water spilled out.
“Ah,” the boy turned around and apologized, “I’m sorry, I didn’t pay attention to someone behind me.”
Jing Ci shook his head: “It’s okay.”
He looked down at the boy’s back: “Water splashed on you. Isn’t it hot?”
The boy stretched out his hand and touched it, and said nonchalantly, “It’s okay, I didn’t feel at all.”
Jing Ci smiled at him, passed by him, and sat in his seat.
He put the water glass on the table, lowered his head and rubbed his chin.
The boy didn’t use too much strength, but Jing Ci’s chin was still numb.
He pursed his lips and moved his cheeks. Just as he wanted to feel it carefully, a hand suddenly stretched out next to him.
Ying Jiao held the back of his head with one hand, raised his head slightly, pinched his chin with one hand, and frowned, “Don’t move, let me see.”
“It’s okay.” Jing Ci said indifferently: “It will be fine later.”
Ying Jiao sneered, and gently rubbed his right hand on his chin: “Doesn’t it hurt?” After a pause, he looked at him: “Be honest.”
Jing Ci gasped in a low voice: “It hurts a bit.”
Jing Ci’s skin was white, and he was hit very hard this time, the red mark on his chin looked shocking. Ying Jiao’s brows became tighter and he kept moving, and he hummed and said, “Pain is pain. What does it hurt a bit mean?”
Ying Jiao has forgotten that the bones on his chin are very fragile and can easily be injured. He leaned over to take a closer look, and said uneasy: “Why is it so red? If you have nothing going on, brother will take you to the hospital for a look?”
“No,” Jing Ci was amused by him, “it doesn’t hurt much anymore.”
“Really?” Ying Jiao stared at him suspiciously. It was true that this little classmate had too many similar stunts. He carried everything on his own, and didn’t say anything in his heart, making him unable to believe his words.
“Really.” Jing Ci shook his head lightly, avoided his hand, and moved his chin.
Ying Jiao’s movements were fierce, but he was actually very gentle. Jing Ci was kneaded by him for a while, except for a slight heat on his chin, but there was no pain at all.
Ying Jiao carefully looked at his expression and made sure that he hadn’t lied, and only then did he let go of his heart.
Ying Jiao turned around, and took out his phone from his pocket.
Jing Ci took a look at his movements, hesitated for a moment, or whispered: “It’s almost time to take the exam, are you still looking at your phone?”
Ying Jiao chuckled: “No, there is something really wrong, give me two minutes?”
“Well,” Ying Jiao said with a smile while typing, “Have you seen me play on my mobile phone recently?”
Jing Ci thought about it, and agreed.
At the same time, Ying Jiao message was sent to He Zhou’s small group——
[Jiao]: Organize a class party during the holiday at the end of the month.
[Uncle He]:? ? ? what?
(T/n: I forgot He Zhou’s username….)
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: There are no holidays, right? Christmas is still a month away.
[Peng Chengcheng]: What kind of party?
[Jiao]: On Friday night, eat first before going to karaoke.
[Uncle He]: No, you have to tell us, what is the reason you want to have this party?
Ying Jiao’s fingers paused, smiled, and typed——
[Jiao]: Are you sure you want to listen? Forget about howling like a wolf. You still want to find someone?
【Zheng Que is incorrect]:…
[Uncle He]: No, Brother Jiao, let me tell you the truth, don’t be too much… Jing Ci is still a minor.
[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Exactly! What do you want to do with Jing Ci? Let me tell you! None of us agree!
[Peng Chengcheng]: Brother Jiao, take your time.
Ying Jiao snorted, didn’t explain much to them, only raised his hand and sent a few messages——
[Jiao]: Is it necessary for you to agree?
[Jiao]: Send out the news later, remember to drag Jing Ci to the group.
After speaking, Ying Jiao didn’t wait for a reply and threw the phone directly inside his desk.
Jing Ci looked at the time, and exactly two minutes passed.
Ying Jiao turned his head to look at him and chuckled, “Wasn’t it on time? When did Brother not listen to you?”
Jing Ci’s lips curled up, and he was a little happy.
Ying Jiao looked at the smiles on his face, and his heart felt soft and unreasonable.
The last time he saw Jing Ci at the end of last month, he was standing blankly at the door of the bookstore carrying a bag of books, looking like he didn’t know where to go.
Although Ying Jiao didn’t ask much, he knew in his heart that he must be upset with Jing’s family.
It was unknown what exactly happened over there, but it was enough to show that he didn’t want to go back home.
Ying Jiao remembered what happened in the bathroom, Jing Ci’s character was forced to explode to a certain extent, and the danger level was close to a nuclear-bomb.
But the other party is his blood relative, and his blood relationship is destined to be inherently weak.
Ying Jiao wouldn’t be able to know if Jing Ci would be wronged, so he was still watching.
Ying Jiao knew in his heart that if he invited Jing Ci to play alone, or lived in his own home, even if Jing Ci didn’t want to go home, he wouldn’t agree.
Then set up a small party, with many people together, he will never feel awkward.
After dinner, Jing Ci took out his phone and took a look, and unexpectedly found that he had been pulled into the class’s WeChat group.
There is a message from all members in the group.
He clicked and took a look at–
[Uncle He]: @All members have dinner at Yueweixuan on Friday night, go to karaoke in the evening, and hit 1. Don’t send other messages for statistics.
1 in the bottom row.
Jing Ci immediately sent a 1.
Seeing He Zhou’s reply, his face finally showed a little smile, and finally there was a place to go, so he didn’t need to go home.
Beside him, Ying Jiao caught his smile, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up.