On the eve of the college entrance examination, Yingjiao felt nothing. On the contrary, Jing Ci, who has always regarded exams as simply as eating and drinking, became uncharacteristically nervous.
Nothing was revealed on his face, his expression was still indifferent. But Yingjiao noticed that in just ten minutes, he not only confirmed the stationery in his exam bag three times, but also rearranged the clothes he was going to wear tomorrow.
"Baby, what are you doing?" Yingjiao put the lychee in his hand on the coffee table, and laughed: "Let the lychee sit for a while and the air-conditioning will dissipate."
Jing Ci didn't turn his head back: "You can eat."
In fact, he just cares about chaos. In the last five mock exams in the third year of high school, Yingjiao never fell to the top three in his grade. If nothing else, there would be no problem going to a university with him.
Afraid that Yingjiao would become nervous when he saw something, Jing Ci thought for a while and added: "I don't like lychees."
Yingjiao snorted, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, got up and walked over. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City
Jing Ci didn't pay attention to his movements, and was about to check the admission ticket again, when an arm suddenly stretched out from behind and wrapped around his neck.
Then, the knee was pushed lightly. In the next second, the body suddenly loses weight. By the time Jing Ci reacted, he had already been pinned to the ground by Yingjiao's waist.
"Brother?" Jing Ji gasped for breath, clutching Ying Jiao's arm in shock: "You... what are you doing?"
"Come to see you to eat lychees." Yingjiao stretched out two slender fingers, and slowly rubbed Jingci's lips: "Open your mouth."
Jing Ci's mind was still dazed, he couldn't figure out the relationship between eating lychees and being knocked down, but his body did what he said first.
Yingjiao chuckled, lowered his head to enclose his lips and drove straight in.
After a while, Yingjiao's deep voice sounded in the living room: "Is the lychee sweet?"
Jing Ci's breathing was unsteady and his heart beat faster when he was kissed. Hearing this, he lowered his eyes and nodded.
It's really sweet, even Yingjiao's mouth is full of sweetness.
"Then do you want to eat?"
"… eat."
"Come by yourself." Yingjiao raised his head, moved a little away from him, and said with pursed lips: "Try it more to know whether you love it or not."
Looking at each other, Jing Ji immediately understood what he meant. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City
His Adam's apple moved, one arm leaned on the ground to prop up his upper body, and he looked up to find Yingjiao's lips.
Yingjiao played tricks and backed away the moment he was about to kiss him.
Jing Ci kissed him empty-handedly, and was stunned for a moment.
"Go on," Yingjiao raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't know what he had just done, and said lazily, "Why did you give up halfway?"
Jing Ji has a good temper, and he doesn't get angry when he bullies him like this. Slowly stretched out a hand to put on his shoulder, and leaned over again.
This time, Yingjiao did not hide. After letting him kiss for a while, she turned against the guest and pressed him to the ground to kiss enough.
"Why are you so nervous?" Yingjiao stroked Jingci's hair and smiled, "It's not that I haven't passed the exam. Although I don't remember the questions, it's my second entry."
Jing Ci pursed his lower lip in embarrassment: "I don't know what's wrong."
"If you really feel uneasy..." Yingjiao bit his ear, and said in a low voice, "Let me be a bit of a student at a negative distance, maybe I can get a champion or something."
A week before the college entrance examination, Jing Ci was like a sweet potato. People beg for a handshake wherever he goes, and sometimes even Yingjiao can't resist.
He knew it was just psychological comfort, but after hearing Yingjiao's words, Jing Ci was tempted by a ghost.
But he still has a little concern—
"Forget it...forget it," Jing Ci pondered over and over again, but still stuttered and refused: "Let's finish the exam, you have to get enough energy..."
Before he could finish his sentence, his jaw was pinched.
"Who do you think is lacking in energy?" Yingjiao looked at him with a half-smile: "Try telling me again?"
"No..." Jing Ji wanted to explain, but Yingjiao didn't want to hear it anymore.
That night, Yingjiao used his strength to prove that he was "not enough". The next morning I woke up refreshed and entered the examination room leisurely.
Jing Ci didn't go to see him off.
When the two are not traveling together, it has become a tradition in their family not to see one off.
The weather is beautiful, this year's college entrance examination weather is just right, neither cold nor hot.
The 300,000 candidates in Donghai Province were finally liberated after two days of pressure.
Yingjiao estimated his own score, 710 points is stable. He didn't even think about it, and directly filled in Peking University in his volunteer application. The first major choice was applied economics, and the second and third majors were economics and finance.
When Teacher Liu saw his last two wishes, he hesitated for a moment but couldn't help reminding: "Tsinghua's finance is better than that of Peking University."
If two years ago, someone told Mr. Liu that Yingjiao would choose between Peking University and Tsinghua University in the future, Mr. Liu's first reaction would be to blow that person's head off.
Who is this making a fool of? !
However, who would have thought that the thorny head who went to class every day and either slept or looked at his mobile phone would get such good grades now.
"I know." Yingjiao glanced at Jing Ci beside him, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and pointed out: "I only apply to Peking University."
Teacher Liu was taken aback, then relieved: "You can just make up your own mind."
It turns out that Yingjiao still has a Peking University complex, no wonder he worked so hard in the last two years of high school.
Teacher Liu sighed in relief. Sure enough, with ideals in mind, there are infinite possibilities.
After the voluntary report was completed, Jing Ci and Ying Jiao discussed about going on a trip in a few days while walking home.
The three of He Porridge have already confirmed the date of going abroad, and there will be fewer opportunities to meet in the future. Together, several people plan to go out for a ride together.
"Li Zhou is going too." Jing Ji hid from the strong sunlight above his head, and said, "This way, we can open three rooms."
"Yeah." Just as he was crossing the road, Yingjiao pulled him to his side: "Go with them first, and we will go alone later. Have you ever thought about..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.
Yingjiao took it out and looked at it, then directly rejected it.
Seeing this, Jing Ci casually said, "A salesperson?"
"No." Yingjiao said, "My dad."
Jing Ci's pace slowed down.
"What's that expression on your face?" Yingjiao flicked his forehead lightly: "He is no different from a stranger to me now, and has no influence at all."
Jing Ji knew that Yingjiao didn't need comfort, but he still wanted to say something. But before he could speak, Yingjiao's cell phone rang again.
"Go ahead." Jing Ji knew that going on like this was not an option, and whispered: "See what's up with him, at worst we both go to change numbers later."
Yingjiao listened to him: "OK."
As soon as the phone was connected, Ying's father couldn't wait to say: "Jiaojiao, are you done with the exam?"
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Yingjiao hummed lightly.
Seeing that Yingjiao was willing to talk to him, Ying's father breathed a sigh of relief, and flattered him: "Which school do you want to go to? Dad will help you! How is your brother's school? I..."
Yingjiao lowered his eyes indifferently, and interrupted him: "Brother who?"
"It's my father's slip of the tongue." Ying's father said quickly, "Sheng Jun's school is 211, and it can be ranked high in our province. I think it's pretty good."
Yingjiao sneered: "I don't think so."
Ying's father immediately changed his words: "It's not very good, at least 985." He paused, and tentatively said: "Then you go home? Dad will give you advice."
"Oh." Yingjiao subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette again, but he stretched his hand halfway, but was suddenly held. Startled, he turned his head to look over.
On the road with people coming and going, Jing Ci stood beside him with downcast eyes, holding his hand. His back was straight, his face was expressionless, but his ears were a little red.
Yingjiao's mood suddenly improved, and he smiled: "Okay, I'll go back and discuss it with my mother."
Ying's father was stunned for a moment, and then growled in embarrassment and annoyance: "Don't make trouble, Jiaojiao! Where are you from!"
"Yeah, I don't have a mother." Yingjiao said every word, as if reminding or stating: "So there is no need to discuss."
"you… "
"Don't call in the future." Yingjiao didn't want to talk to him any more, and quickly said: "You don't need to worry about my affairs."
After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.
"Let's go." Yingjiao put the phone back, and held Jing Ci's hand instead: "Go and change the number, do you want a couple?"
It was summer, and the two of them were holding hands, their palms were sweating, but Jing Ci didn't break away from him: "Okay."
After walking for a while, Jing Ji suddenly said, "Brother."
"Um?"
"We won't come back in the future, we can stay in the imperial capital or go to other places."
"Okay, we'll go wherever you want."
"Um."
Time passed quickly, and twenty days passed by in a flash.
After the results of the college entrance examination came out, the experiment in the whole province was a sensation.
Without him, Yingjiao passed 733 in the test.
There is no need to think about it at all, this is the top scorer in science in the province with a good grade.
Although it is no longer allowed to promote the number one scholar in the college entrance examination, there will still be a lot of relevant reports whether intentional or not.
Father Ying accidentally refreshed the news related to the college entrance examination during his work break. While watching casually, while thinking about winning pride.
The youngest son has poor grades and strong self-esteem, so he is always not allowed to help.
But what should I do if I don't help? Could it be that I just watched him study a specialist
Ying's father clicked into a news report on the top scorer in the high school entrance examination, and felt that he didn't know how other people's children were educated, so he...
Ying's father stood up abruptly, his eyeballs rolled up—
"This year's college entrance examination has come to an end. Donghai Province won the first place in science, with a total score of 733..."
Yes, is it the same name? Father Ying shook his hands and flipped through the pages. When he saw the high-definition photo of Yingjiao on the accompanying picture, the phone fell to the ground with a bang.
A few days later, Yingjiao went to Mr. Liu to get the grade slip.
"Brother Jiao, you're awesome." Several students in the office sighed after seeing his scores, "If you say you're going to Peking University, you're going to Peking University."
They all graduated, and facing the school bully who has changed his appearance, everyone is more natural.
One of them boldly said: "Brother Jiao, how on earth did you manage to pass the exam so high? Do you have any secrets?"
"You..." Yingjiao glanced at them slowly, and suddenly asked, "Are you in love?"
"No!" Several people shook their heads quickly.
"How can you fall in love early!"
"Brother Jiao, you want to say that you can't fall in love and affect your studies, right? We all know that."
"No." Yingjiao gently shook the grade slip in his hand, and smiled coquettishly: "The secret is to fall in love."
Several classmates: "..."
Later, Yingjiao's words were spread widely, and finally they were posted on the provincial experiment forum.
Everyone chatted for a long time, but no one found out which girl he got close to, and finally came to a conclusion: the school bully was talking nonsense.
They all lamented that he was not kind, so if you don't say it, don't say it, how can you fool someone into falling in love early.
At home, Yingjiao surrounded Jing Ci from behind, rested his chin on his shoulder, and sighed: "In these days, no one will believe the truth."
Jing Ci pursed his lips and smiled, put the admission notices of the two together, took a few photos, and posted a circle of friends that only he could see.
"So happy?"
"Um."
This thin piece of paper is evidence of Yingjiao's efforts for their future.
Yingjiao laughed, lifted the hem of Jing Ci's clothes, and rubbed it on his lower abdomen: "Speaking of which, Wu Weicheng and the others are actually right, and the aura of the god of learning is really useful."
He deliberately lowered his voice, and gently sprayed his warm breath into Jing Ci's ears: "Is it okay to do this before the exam from now on?"
Jing Ci blushed and said nothing.
"Don't touch it?" Yingjiao's hand had already reached into Jingci's pants, but his face still had a dignified look: "Are you so stingy Jingshen?"
Jing Ci's breathing was slightly short of breath, and he swallowed. After a while, he whispered: "... here."
The author has something to say: After a long time—
Teacher Liu: With ideals in mind, there are infinite possibilities. I once taught a student named Yingjiao, he blabla...
The arrogant scholar who recovered his memory: There are so many things going on, you are always too naive.