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The two of them calculated their time very accurately. When they returned to the classroom, there were ten minutes left for self-study in the evening.
As soon as Jing Ci entered the door, he was warmly welcomed, some of whom had a good relationship with him even took out their mobile phone and took a few pictures with him.
It’s not that people are crazy, it’s mainly that after Jing Ci entered the national team, he can almost be regarded as a legend in the student circle of Donghai Province. Since the announcement of the list yesterday, the news about him on the Internet has not stopped.
The students in Class 7 all have a sense of pride – this person who has been published in the newspaper and talked about on the Internet is their classmate and friend.
It’s like meeting a star, of course, you need to keep a few more photos, and you can show it to others later. Otherwise, after high school graduation, everyone will be separated from each other, and it will be a problem whether they can meet again.
Although Ying Jiao was not happy that Jing Ci was surrounded by a bunch of people and stared at him with burning eyes, he still wanted Jing Ci to enjoy this feeling of being admired more, so he held back abruptly.
It wasn’t until Wu Weicheng who winked pulled a few people to lift Jing Ci up, Ying Jiao pushed him aside with a cold face: “What are you doing, Old Liu is here.”
Wu Weicheng is a real straight man of steel. Hearing this, he said firmly: “It’s nothing brother Jiao, I’m not afraid!”
Ying Jiao smiled and looked at him: “Oh, you are not afraid of being beaten by me?”
Wu Weicheng was startled, he didn’t understand where he had provoked the school bully again, he shrank his shoulders and slipped away, and Jing Ci was able to return to his seat.
Ying Jiao threw the remaining box of mango pancakes to He Zhou behind him, sat down in Li Zhou’s seat, and hummed, “Give them face.”
He Zhou, a thief who is not careful, and has no idea how short his mouth is. He shared the mango pancakes with Peng Chengcheng and Zheng Que, and gloatingly said “Some people look bright on the surface, but in fact, an old vinegar is flying around wildly.”
Ying Jiao glanced at him and said lightly: “For your mothers sake stay solo, it would count as right.”
He Zhou: “…”
He Zhou shoved the whole mango pancake into his mouth, chewed it and sneered: “I just love being single, what’s the matter.”
“It’s nothing.” Ying Jiao supported his chin lazily and hooked his lips: “Come on, you must stick to your hobbies for the next ten or twenty years. It doesn’t matter if you fall in love or not, it doesn’t matter if you get married or not, the most important thing is to be yourself.”
He Zhou: “…”
How old would he be at that time, was he cursing him for the rest of his life? !
He Zhou was so angry that he took out the remaining mango pancakes in the box and threw it at him: “Shut up for me!”
Ying Jiao caught it easily, stuffed it into the garbage bag, and didn’t make any jokes with him. Instead, he turned to Jing Ci and said softly, “Don’t come to school these two days. You’ve been tired for so long, go take a break okay?”
During the first round of selection, Jing Ci lost a lot of weight and never gained it back. This time even more so, his chin was sharp. The international competition is in July, and Ying Jiao knows that he has a short amount of time and a heavy task, but he still can’t help but feel sorry for him.
Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, but did not speak.
“I am not asking for too much, just a few days.” Ying Jiao saw this and persuaded him: “Sleep well and make up for what you missed before, otherwise your body won’t be able to take it.”
Jing Ci’s current state is indeed not very good, he felt physical and mental exhaustion. He thought about it for a while, then gritted his teeth and said cruelly: “Then take two days.”
Ying Jiao was stunned and laughed: “Okay.”
Looking at Jing Ci’s posture, those who didn’t know thought he was forced to rest for 20 days.
Before the bell rang, the students in Class 7 were chatting and looking at their mobile phones. Ying Jiao looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he whispered, “Come home with me tonight?”
Jing Ci didn’t immediately agree, he struggled for a while, then shook his head and said, “Forget it, I’ll stay in the dormitory.”
Although Ying Jiao touched him now, he only felt a little pain. But when Ying Jiao got along with him, he was still very careful. Except for the kiss on the flowerbed just now, the two had no other contact.
There is only one bed at home, if he went, where would Ying Jiao sleep?
Seeing what he was thinking, Ying Jiao tapped his forehead lightly with a pen: “The sofa is so wide, how can I not sleep there?” Afraid that Jing Ci would not agree, he raised his eyebrows and said with a faint smile: “What’s the matter? Jingshen, do you despise your ex-boyfriend?”
Jing Ci, who has always been obedient to Ying Jiao and can tolerate even his dirty words, frowned at this: “Brother, don’t talk nonsense.”
Ying Jiao’s heart softened and he apologized to him: “It was my fault, I wasn’t thinking clearly.”
Jing Ci lowered his eyes: “It’s okay.”
What Ying Jiao said was right, but he just didn’t like to hear it.
“Will you go?” Ying Jiao leaned closer and said softly, “In fact, I have a lot of houses, there are several rooms, but I just want to stay with you.”
Jing Ci couldn’t stand Ying Jiao talking to him in such a low voice. Before his mind could react, he automatically agreed: “Okay.”
Ying Jiao smiled, and without saying more, got up and gave up his position to Li Zhou.
The two negotiated well, but the plan couldn’t keep up with the changes.
During the evening self-study, Teacher Liu came over and told Jing Ci that he would need to take some photos with the school leaders tomorrow, and then he had to accept a few brief interviews to prepare him mentally.
It is now the end of March, and the middle school entrance examination is in June. The enrollment promotion should almost be ready. In previous years, the provincial experiments used data from the college entrance examination. The teachers of the admissions office were tired of doing it, and the parents were tired of watching it.
But this year is different. Jing Ci is a living example, not a waste of resources.
When Teacher Liu said this, Jing Ci didn’t ask for a leave. The school treated him well and helped him a lot in every way. Therefore, he is willing to cooperate with the arrangement of the school to the best of his ability.
However, after Ying Jiao found out, he almost rushed out to find Teacher Liu, but was stopped by Jing Ci.
So, after the training was over, Jing Ci fell into a new round of busyness.
Not to mention taking photos with various people every day, different forms of interviews follow one after another. In Zheng Que’s words: “My brother Ci is now in our province and is no different from a celebrity.”
And just when Jing Ci achieved great results and attracted the attention of thousands of people, Qiao Anyan once again embarked on the same old path as his previous life.
When he first came into contact with online gambling, he always reminded himself that it is not easy to do it all over again, and he must not repeat the same mistakes in his life.
But just after winning a few times, Qiao Anyan gradually lost his vigilance. Anyway, the money in hand is all in vain. If he wins, he will earn it. If he loses, he won’t feel bad. It’s okay to play a few more games and have fun.
But how could he be rational? In the end, not only did he lose the money he won at the beginning, but he also borrowed online loans in order to raise money for gambling.
People with a little brain will not touch such things as online loans. But Qiao Anyan was already red-eyed, and he didn’t care about it so much, and he owed more and more money…
Although he has lived two lifetimes, he has not developed much sense of responsibility. Looking at the arrears on the screen of his mobile phone, and listening to the threats of debt collection, he left everything and ran away.
So, after news came out about Jing Ci entering the national team, Qiao Anyan brought out another big news for the provincial experiment.
“Fuck! He really went to gamble!” Zheng Que turned to Peng Chengcheng in disbelief: “Old Peng, you are the best!”
Peng Chengcheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at him: “Everyone can tell.”
Zheng Que, who is not everybody: “…”
Zheng Que doesn’t have the heart to fight with him now, and his whole body is burning with the fire of gossip: “I’m a little confused. He won so much at that time, why didn’t he know how to stop?”
Ying Jiao next to him sneered, how could someone like Qiao Anyan who couldn’t help himself to temptation know how to stop.
In fact, he really didn’t do anything, just found someone to tell him how much money he won several times in front of him. Who knew that such a straight hook could catch big fish.
“Isn’t this betting blindly?” He Zhou said while eating spicy strips: “But then again didn’t the chairman of the domestic mobile phone lose 10 billion in Macau?”
“It’s amazing.” Zheng Que grabbed a spicy strip from him and sighed: “I don’t quite understand the thinking of these gamblers.”
After Qiao Anyan’s matter was hotly discussed in the school for two days, there was no movement.
The end of the month is coming soon, and this time there is the Qingming Festival, which lasts for three days. Everyone was thinking about going home, even if they didn’t know their ancestors. At most, they sighed a few words and put the matter behind them.(t/n: Qingming Festival is a day to visit family ancestors)
In the evening, Ying Jiao finally brought Jing Ci home.
“Just go to bed after a bath, don’t read.” Ying Jiao sat on the sofa, looked at his thin face, and said dissatisfied: “Why are the teachers in our school pushing so many things, Don’t they see how exhausted you are?”
“It’s okay.” Jing Ci put his schoolbag aside properly, comforting Ying Jiao : “It was just a few photos and posing, brother, don’t worry.”
Photo? Ying Jiao suddenly felt moved in his heart. Speaking of which, he still owes Jing Ci something.
“Baby,” Ying Jiao narrowed his eyes and moved to Jing Ci’s side: “Don’t you want my nude photos? Shall I get them for you?”
It was obviously a photo from when he was a child, but he said it so ambiguously.
Jing Ci’s face was a little hot, he lowered his head to hide it, but he couldn’t help but look forward to it.
Little Ying Jiao.
He might be a little fatter than now, maybe a little round. But his facial features are so good-looking, even so, he must be the best-looking little boy.
Thinking of this, Jing Ci’s heart immediately softened like cotton. He nodded and urged in a low voice, “Then, hurry up.”
Ying Jiao didn’t want to tease him at first, but his heart was itchy. He licked his lower lip and lowered his voice: “If you come, you have to go there. After you see mine, do you have to let me see you too?”
Jing Ci was a simple child, and when he heard these words, he said honestly, “I don’t have any pictures of my childhood.”
“Who wants to see that?” Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows, and in Jing Ci’s puzzled eyes, he blew lightly into his ear: “No nude photos, live-action versions are also fine.”
Jing Ci’s face turned red.
“Baby,” Ying Jiao approached him and asked, “Is this alright?”
Jing Ci’s heartbeat was fast, and his mouth was a little dry. He has been with Ying Jiao for so long, but he is still not used to his yellow accent.(t/n: dirty talk)
But he loves Ying Jiao too much, he wants to make Ying Jiao happy, no matter what method he uses, as long as he can do it.
Jing Ci didn’t dare to raise his eyes, he forbeared the shyness in his heart, and said, “Okay.”
The more obedient he is, the more Ying Jiao wants to do bad things.
“Then tonight…” Ying Jiao took a heavy breath and demanded, “Can you do it yourself?”
Jing Ci’s neck was red all of a sudden, he lowered his head, and after a while, he replied in a low voice: “Okay.
In fact, Ying Jiao just wanted to tease him, but who knew that he would really agree.
The benefits that are picked up are not for nothing. Ying Jiao stood up abruptly and left a sentence: “I’ll look for the photo.” Then he strode into the study.
As a child, his mother took many pictures of him. Later, after his mother died, these photos of Ying Jiao were rarely taken out, and he didn’t remember where they were put.
“F*ck, if I don’t deliberately look for it every day, I can see it every day, but when I look for it, it’s gone.” Ying Jiao scolded and threw the household registration book on the table, and continued to rummage in the bookcase.
He accidentally used too much strength, and a red title certificate fell from it.
Ying Jiao was stunned. His real estate certificates were put together, so this is the house where Jing Ci put it in? Recalling the scene at that time, Ying Jiao smiled and couldn’t help turning over.
When he saw the owner of the house above, Ying Jiao was stunned.
The name above is not Jing Ci, but him.
Thinking of Jing Ci’s busyness during that day, Ying Jiao tightened his fingers, and suddenly understood everything. He didn’t want this house from the beginning, but he couldn’t refuse it in front of him, so he secretly transferred the house back without him.
Ying Jiao took a deep breath, is this Jing Ci’s way of expressing to him clearly?
Is the relationship between the two of them not close enough now or what? Distraught, Ying Jiao picked up the account book and wanted to put it back in place, but he flipped it over unconsciously. He frowned and was about to close…
Ying Jiao’s eyes widened suddenly.
On the second page of the household registration book, which should have been completely blank, the name column was clearly printed with two words at this time—