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Teacher Liu has been very proud recently. Ever since taking over class 7, he has never felt so comfortable, and he is more motivated than usual to write lesson plans.
For a teacher, there is nothing more fulfilling than watching a poor student get better, not to mention that the improvement of Ying Jiao’s grade is very big.
It took only one semester to improve his score from 400 to 566. The college entrance examination is still a year and a half away, if he keeps it up…
Teacher Liu couldn’t help laughing out loud. It shouldn’t be a problem to have another big potential one in his class, right?
“Old Liu, it’s still you who is amazing.” In the office, a head teacher finished preparing for class, raised his head, rubbed his neck, and said enviously, “Ying Jiao is a stubborn one, but you made him into a good student.”
Beside him, a young teacher interjected: “Ying Jiao? This name sounds familiar.”
The first teacher to speak explain: “Xiao Chen, you just came to school, sp you don’t know. Ying Jiao is a very troubling student. When he was a freshman in high school, he forced a teacher from our school into the hospital. In the end, he wasn’t punished, but that teacher was fired.”
Teacher Xiao Chen was surprised: “This… isn’t this too much?”
Teacher Liu couldn’t listen any longer, and put down his pen with a cold snort: “Ying Jiao is not the type of person who goes too far. The teacher deliberately leaked the answers to the questions to him, and in turn said that he was cheating. How could I not understand the students in my own class? Ying Jiao simply wouldn’t do that!”
There are other things that Teacher Liu didn’t say. The most disgusting thing about that teacher is not only this, but that he was bribed by Ying Jiao’s stepmother, and slandered that Ying Jiao assaulted a little girl.
How easy it is to destroy an adolescent boy? It doesn’t need too much evidence, and it doesn’t need too clever means. As long as a teacher says a few words behind your back lightly.
One is a poor student who does not study well, the other is a teacher, who would people believe?
Rumors and gossip are always the fastest, and clarifications are never heard.
Adolescent boys have the strongest self-esteem and love face. Fortunately, it was Ying Jiao, if it was another person being pointed at by everyone and maliciously slandered. He was afraid that they would collapse and drop out of school.
Teacher Xiao Chen knew that he had said something wrong, so he looked at Teacher Liu’s black face, and at the new teacher who kept his mouth shut, he didn’t dare to speak again.
Teacher Wang, who teaches chemistry, was reading a book when he noticed that the atmosphere was a little stiff, and said, “Speaking of which, aside from Jing Ci, Ying Jiao is the smartest student I have ever seen.”
Zhao Feng also smiled and said, “Old Liu, isn’t your class particularly good in feng shui? It wasn’t enough that you have Jing Ci, but now there is Ying Jiao.”
Teacher Liu likes to hear these words. He couldn’t hold down the corners of his upturned lips forcibly, and pretended not to care: “It’s nothing, it’s just an exam. Let’s see if he can stabilize his grades next time.”
After speaking, he closed the lesson plan and carried his big water bottle: “You guys talk, I’ll go to the classroom to see.”
Teacher Liu walked out of the office and went straight to Class 7. He didn’t enter the door directly, but quietly stood at the back door and looked in through the small glass window on the door.
Seeing that Ying Jiao was studying with his head down and not messing around with Zheng Que next to him, he nodded with satisfaction and entered the classroom through the front door.
“You’re the one who speaks the loudest!” Teacher Liu walked to the last row and slapped Zheng Que a few times with his book: “Look at how hard Ying Jiao is working, you two have such a good relationship, why don’t you know how to learn more from others!”
Zheng Que held his head, tears streaming down his face.
His brother Jiao is learning for love. He can’t catch up with girls and has no love. Where can his motivation come from?
One is in a relationship, one is a single dog. How can they be compared together?
Teacher Liu ignored him and turned his attention to Ying Jiao’s workbook: “Do you know how to do chemistry?”
Ying Jiao nodded.
Teacher Liu coughed and said as if unintentionally: “Your math scores are still too low, and you have to work on math.”
Ying Jiao: “…”
Ying Jiao laughed: “Okay.”
Teacher Liu asked him a few questions, and walked around the class again, confiscating what should be confiscated, and beating who should be beaten, and then left.
Ying Jiao didn’t switch to doing math problems, Jing Ci made a schedule for him, and there was a corresponding time schedule for each subject, which he never violated.
After finishing a set of chemistry papers, he would finish the rest in self-study at night. Ying Jiao closed the exercise book, and when the people in the classroom were almost gone, he got up and knocked on Jing Ci’s desk: “Go back.”
During this time, he has been living in the dormitory. However, because the two were separated and could not touch, the application form for accommodation was put on hold indefinitely, and they still lived separately.
Jing Ci packed up his schoolbag and went back to the dormitory with him.
Boys wash fast, at this moment, the water room has passed the peak usage period. Jing Ci found a place in the corner, washed as quickly as possible, and changed into pajamas. After thinking about it, he went to Ying Jiao’s bedroom with two mobile phones in his hand.
Ying Jiao was wiping his hair in front of the table, and water droplets were scattered everywhere. The dark desktop was illuminated by the light, and the sparkling reflected light.
“Sit down, I’ll be there in a minute.”
Jing Ci didn’t sit, those water marks made him feel uncomfortable. Seeing that Ying Jiao was almost done, he took out a few tissues, walked over and wiped the table top from beginning to end.
Beside him, Ying Jiao had a panoramic view of his movements, and the corners of his lips couldn’t help but pick up.
Jing Ci’s obsessive-compulsive disorder is very serious, but he is a little too good, just take care of himself and never force others to follow his habits. If he really can’t stand it, he can at most give a reminder, or he can sort it out silently by himself.
Ying Jiao squinted his eyes, deliberately misbehaved, and shook his hair again.
A lot of water droplets suddenly fell on the table that had just been wiped, Jing Ci was stunned, and hurriedly reached out to wipe it again.
Ying Jiao liked the feeling of Jing Ci surrounding him very much, so when the two lived together before, he would deliberately litter his clothes and not fold the quilt. Seeing Jing Ci neatly packing behind him, he felt very satisfied in heart.
So the more Jing Ci wiped, the more difficult it was to wipe clean. He was helpless and looked up at Ying Jiao: “Brother, don’t make trouble.”
“What are you talking about?” Ying Jiao was shameless: “You blame me for dripping hair? Why are you so unreasonable?”
Jing Ci: “…”
Jing Ci knew that he was bullying him on purpose, and just as the appointed person lowered his head and wanted to wipe it again, the tissue in his hand was snatched by Ying Jiao.
“I’ll stop teasing you.” Ying Jiao chuckled and wiped the table clean by himself. Then he leaned lazily on the bed rail and asked Jing Ci, “Why are you moving so fast today?”
Jing Ci avoided the question, took out the phone and handed it to Ying Jiao: “I’ll give the phone back to you.”
“Huh?” Ying Jiao didn’t answer: “What do you mean?”
“I…” Jing Ci lowered his eyes and whispered, “I have to go training tomorrow.”
“So what?” How could he not understand? Ying Jiao is able to read his heart like a mirror, but he still asks deliberately.
He already spoke, but why doesn’t Ying Jiao understand?
Jing Ci’s face was a little red, and he explained: “When the time comes… let’s get in touch.”
Ying Jiao’s heart softened, knowing that he was reluctant to be separated from him, and softly reassured: “You take it first, I’ll take you to the train station tomorrow, and you can give it to me before you get a ticket.”
“No!” Almost at the moment his voice fell, Jing Ci said immediately: “I don’t need you to send me.”
Jing Ci’s reaction was a bit big, and Ying Jiao said in surprise: “What’s the matter, baby? We have a break tomorrow in the afternoon, and It won’t delay me from sending you.”
Jing Ci still shook his head, with a firm face: “Brother, I don’t want you to send me.”
The farewell in the dream affected him so much that he felt scared when he thought about the picture of Ying Jiao sending him off.
Although he didn’t know the reason why he refused, seeing that he was really unwilling, Ying Jiao didn’t force him any more, nodded and said, “Okay, then you can go by yourself. Anyway, I have a strict wife, and you have the final say in our family.”
Jing Ci’s face flushed red.
Is that a blush? There’s less of it.
Ying Jiao sighed, his eyes turned around Jing Ci, and seeing his pajamas buttoned tightly, he sighed regretfully in his heart: “I’m leaving tomorrow, stay with me tonight?”
“By the way, the Wang Qiong you mentioned earlier, who has a good relationship with you, what does he look like?” Ying Jiao sat by the bed and bent over to get a water bottle under the bed and asked Jing Ci.
Jing Ci was turning on the camera and quietly aimed at Ying Jiao’s profile. Hearing that, his fingers trembled, and he said with red ears, “Just, just like that.”
He calmed down his violent heartbeat, and then continued: “He is about the same height as Li Zhou, a little bit fat, he wears glasses, why, what’s wrong?”
Not as tall or handsome as myself, Ying Jiao was relieved.
“It’s okay, I…” Before Ying Jiao could finish his sentence, he glanced at Jing Ci’s mobile phone from the corner of his eye, and turned around quickly: “Baby, what are you doing?”
“No, I didn’t do anything.” Jing Ci swallowed dryly and moved to the side, trying to hide his phone, but Ying Jiao quickly grabbed it.
Ying Jiao tapped twice on the screen, and when he saw the photos in the album, he suddenly smiled: “Taking a picture of me?”
Jing Ci was so embarrassed that his head was smoking when was caught on the spot secretly photographing someone. He lowered his head and whispered, “Just… just take it…”
Ying Jiao was about to be sweetened by him, and he wanted to press him onto the bed to give him a good rub and kiss. He coughed and tried to calm himself down: “Want a picture of me?”
Jing Ci nodded.
“Are you stupid or not,” Ying Jiao’s lips curled slightly, and he said softly, “Do you still need to take a photo secretly? Just tell me, okay? You can have any pose you want.”
He paused and said, “I suddenly remembered that I have a special photo…”
Jing Ci raised his eyes.
Ying Jiao looked into his eyes, and smiled: “I’m not wearing clothes, and only covered up a little. The rest of my body is exposed, how about I send it to you?”
Jing Ci pursed his lower lip, a little embarrassed, and a little uncomfortable for some reason: “You… how can you take that kind of photo?”
Who was the one who took that kind of photo of Ying Jiao? And… also see how he looks without clothes on?
“What kind of photo?”
Jing Ci lowered his eyes: “That’s the kind of…”
“Jingshen, why are your thoughts so impure?” Ying Jiao admired his expression enough, unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip of water, then raised his eyebrows and said, “I’m talking about pictures of me when I was young, what are you thinking about?”
Jing Ci was stunned, and then his cheeks blushed, and he could not wait to find a hole to get in.
Ying Jiao looked at his flushed face and laughed wildly.
That night, Ying Jiao took dozens of photos with Jing Ci’s mobile phone, until he couldn’t think of a pose, and then he gave up.
The next day, after Jing Ci had lunch, he set off for the training team.
This training camp lasted for nine days. Like last time, there was an exam every other day. Finally, according to the comprehensive results of the four examinations, six team members were selected to represent the country in the International Mathematics Olympiad in July.
Jing Ci and Wang Qiong had a lot of fate, and this time, they were still in the same dormitory.
As soon as Wang Qiong saw him enter the door, he was happy: “What a coincidence.” He probed into the corridor to see that no one was there, and whispered to Jing Ci: “Cen Hai is also in the same dormitory with us, and I suddenly felt a little stressed.”
“It’s okay.” Jing Ci opened an empty cabinet, and while packing his luggage, he comforted him: “When I come back tired, I don’t even want to say a word, it’s no different from a dormitory.”
“Yes.” Wang Qiong thought about it for a while, and sighed: “I’m waiting to lose fat again.”
The first day was normal as usual. In the evening, after Jing Ci had eaten, he walked around the campus with Wang Qiong, and then went back to the dormitory.
When he opened his school bag and was about to take out the book to read, Jing Ci inevitably thought of Ying Jiao.
He unlocked the phone, and just wanted to see the photos inside, when Ying Jiao called.
Jing Ci’s eyes lit up, and he ran out to answer the phone: “Brother.”
“Yes.” Ying Jiao’s low and pleasant voice came from the microphone: “What are you doing?”
“I just ate and went back to the dorm.”
“Do you have class tonight?”
“No.” Jing Ci opened the window in the corridor, and the moist spring breeze came in in an instant, blowing on his face comfortably. He raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and his voice was a little light: “Tonight is free period, I will go to bed after reading a book.”
Before Ying Jiao could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Jing Ci: “I… I’m not in a hurry, let’s talk about it later.”
Ying Jiao chuckled lightly: “Baby, didn’t you see what I put in the innermost layer of your school bag?”
Jing Ci subconsciously said: “Coconut milk small square cake?”
“No.” Ying Jiao laughed: “You will know when you go and see.”
Jing Ci held the phone, trotted into the dormitory, unzipped the innermost layer of his bag, and took out a small white box.
“What is this?”
“Wireless earphones.” In the classroom, Ying Jiao sat down on the chair: “I have connected it to your mobile phone. You can open the box, take out the earphones and put them on, and you can use them.”
Jing Ci was puzzled: “Why did you give me this?”
Ying Jiao pulled out an exercise book: “You gave me your phone, of course I used it as ordered.”
He smiled: “Can we do the questions together tonight?”
How do we do questions together? Jing Ci was stunned, and just as he was about to ask him, he suddenly reacted.
His cheeks were a little red from excitement, and he immediately agreed: “Okay.”
So, that night. Ying Jiao and Jing Ci used wireless earphones, kept talking, and read books and did questions together.
Although they didn’t say a word, the sound of breathing, flipping books, and occasionally mumbling formulas when they were engrossed in doing questions made them feel each other’s existence.
Even though they are not together in place, their time is synchronized.
The author has something to say:
Brother Jiao: I think Jing Ci wants my nude photo.