After saying that unclear sentence at noon that day, Ying Jiao never teased Jing Ci again.
Therefore, Jingci spent this weekend very comfortably.
He has finished his homework, and he has read the knowledge in the book countless times. So I took out the newly bought books, sat in the classroom and read one after another, immersed in learning and unable to extricate myself.
At this time, in the office of the first teaching building, the teachers of the second year of high school were gathering together, working overtime to correct the test papers.
Mr. Liu's child is still ill, so he will arrive an hour late in the afternoon. Other teachers were chatting while approving papers.
"This time the difficulty of the paper is deliberately increased. I don't know how many points the students can take." Zhao Feng, the class teacher of the second class, had just finished approving a math paper. The hearts of the students are still fluttering, wait until the scores come out and give them a tight grip. Just the one I just graded, the answers are all nonsense!"
"That's right," Sun Dong'an, the head teacher of the third class, answered, "Seeing the score I got in the test, how can I..."
Halfway through his speech, he stopped abruptly.
The teachers in the office turned to look at him one after another: "What's wrong?"
"Mr. Sun, what did you see? Why are you so surprised?"
"This..." Teacher Sun pointed to a paper with bright eyes: "I just approved a math paper that is all correct!"
He said excitedly: "Although I don't know how well I answered the multiple-choice questions, the following questions are all correct."
The questions for this exam were created by the provincial experiment teacher himself. The provincial experiment teacher was ruthless and specially asked difficult questions. The difficulty of this set of papers was much more difficult than the city's unified examination.
However, there are many experimental studies in the province, and there are many perfect marks for each subject in each exam. How can a math paper that does not know whether it is a perfect mark make Teacher Sun so excited
The other teachers were a little puzzled.
Zhang Jing glanced at Sun Dongan disdainfully: "It's just mathematics."
Only the teachers of key classes and parallel classes are so rare and strange, and they are as excited as anything when they see a full score paper.
"No." Teacher Sun picked up the stack of sealed test papers on the table and explained: "I have finished grading all the papers in this stack. I didn't even get more than 50 points before. This is the last one, full marks! You are strange No wonder?!"
"There are still people who can get full marks in the next few exam rooms?"
When Mr. Sun said this, the other teachers immediately became interested and came over to watch it.
"Not a student in our class, this handwriting is not familiar."
"It's not like our class either."
"Strange, which class is that?"
Several teachers were secretly guessing, and Teacher Wang, who teaches chemistry in Class 7, suddenly exclaimed: "The same situation as Teacher Sun has happened here."
He shook the paper in his hand: "Except for the multiple-choice questions, I don't know, and the rest are full marks."
Mr. Wang already had a vague guess in his heart, and he couldn't say what he was excited about: "None of the other people in the same examination room as him, did not score more than 100 points in the comprehensive examination!"
Hearing this, the other teachers hurried over.
Sure enough, it was the same as Teacher Wang said.
A flash of inspiration flashed in a teacher's mind, and suddenly he thought of that post on the forum, and his eyes widened: "Could it be..."
He swallowed dryly, and managed to say the name with great difficulty: "Is it Jing Ci from class seven?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jing snorted coldly: "Impossible!"
How could a punk in Class 7 do so well in the exam? !
The other teachers didn't believe it either. They all knew about the post, but no one took the content of the post seriously.
A teacher said: "Anyway, this stack of papers is all graded, why don't you take it apart and have a look? It saves us from guessing here, maybe it was mixed up when it was bound."
Sun Dongan nodded and said, "I think so, why don't we take it apart?"
Several other teachers nodded.
It is not a problem to remove the name in advance for the exam of my own school, not to mention that this stack of papers is so dotted, there is nothing to do with it.
Under the watchful eyes of all the teachers in the office, Sun Dongan slowly removed the seal and pulled out the math paper.
When the eyes were focused on that name, all the teachers in the office collectively lost their voices.
The teachers stared wide-eyed, opened their mouths, breathing heavily, and some even rubbed their own eyes childishly.
Impossible, fake, how could it be him? !
All of a sudden, the office was abnormally quiet, and a needle could be heard falling.
After a long time, Zhang Jing screamed in disbelief and broke the silence in the room: "How is this possible?!"
However, she couldn't help it if she didn't believe it. On the neat scroll, there were a few words clearly written in the column of name and class——
Class 7, Grade 2, Jingci.
At the same time, Mr. Wang also opened the sealing line.
"My God!" Zhao Feng, who has always been serious, covered his chest and made an unbelievable expression: "You are also Jing Ci with perfect marks?!"
The souls of the other teachers were all blown away by the name, and it took a while to recover, and rushed towards the paper.
"Is it really Jing Ci? He is really pretending?! I'll go."
"The current child is really... Show me another look, am I right?!"
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it."
A teacher had already whetted his appetite at the moment. He grabbed Jing Ci's math paper and said excitedly: "Quick! Find out his papers and answer sheets for other subjects! See how much the total score is?!"
His proposal was unanimously responded by other teachers.
It may be a bit difficult to find other people's papers when the names are all confused, but Jing Ci is the last one in the last examination room, and the goal is particularly obvious, so it is relatively easy to find.
The teachers were also very capable of gossiping. Within ten minutes, they hurriedly put Jing Ci's papers and answer sheets on the table.
The answer sheet has already been read, and now Jing Ci only has Chinese and English papers left unapproved.
"Hurry up!" The other teachers urged the teacher who graded the papers: "Hurry up, let's see what his total score is!"
The two teachers had a headache from being urged by a bunch of people, and they finished grading the papers with empty heads. When the scores were added up, everyone was dumbfounded.
"For Chinese, only two points were deducted for the composition." The teacher who criticized Jingci's Chinese paper had a complicated expression on his face: "I think the full score is too high, so I deducted it on purpose."
The teacher who criticized English had dull eyes, looked at the test paper and muttered, already began to doubt life: "I can't even find the point of deducting points..."
Zhao Feng, the head teacher of the second class, grasped the key points keenly. With trembling fingers, he put all the papers of Jing Ci together, and finally made a summary: "That is to say, Jing Ci's mathematics, English, and comprehensive science are full marks. Only two points were deducted for Chinese?"
Other teachers: "..."
"Impossible!" Zhang Jing couldn't accept this fact at all. She slapped the table and stood up, saying convincingly: "It must be cheating! He must be cheating!"
Zhao Feng rubbed his face, and said lightly: "Cheating? Teacher Zhang, just call the last student in the examination room, give him all the workbooks and books, let him open the exam, and see if he can get full marks in the exam."
Zhang Jing was speechless.
All the teachers who had some thoughts in their hearts were speechless.
Indeed, without real strength, even cheating would not give you full marks.
If not, the school still has monitoring. Exactly what is going on, just call up the monitor and see.
For a moment, the office fell into a deathly silence.
Teacher Liu's son just entered elementary school this year. He got flu some time ago. After a period of treatment, the symptoms of fever and runny nose disappeared, except for constant coughing. I went to several hospitals but failed to get cured, which made Teacher Liu exhausted physically and mentally, and had to ask for leave again and again.
Coming out of the hospital again, Teacher Liu handed over his son to his wife, called a car by himself, and rushed to school in a hurry.
He worked overtime last night and approved a few extra stacks of papers. I didn't eat lunch this morning, and I was in a hurry all morning, so I finally finished the task almost.
But he still has a lot to do next.
The mathematics he teaches needs to calculate the total score. In addition, he is the class teacher. After the results of all subjects are out, he has to do data analysis, so he can't be free at all.
These are nothing, Teacher Liu is used to it. But thinking of the sympathetic or gloating eyes from all directions in the office after the results came out, Teacher Liu felt uncomfortable.
At the school gate, Mr. Liu paid and got out of the car, went upstairs and walked towards the office.
Before entering the door, he deliberately put on a cold face. In this way, those teachers who came to talk to him with different purposes had to be careful when they spoke again.
Poor Mr. Liu, who is always at the bottom of the exam, has already figured out a way to survive in the office amidst cynicism.
Today, however, something seemed wrong.
Teacher Liu stood at the door, looking back at the other teachers who were staring at him with piercing eyes, and his mind was spinning.
what happened
Did their class get the worst score in history
No, this is just the beginning of grading papers, how could it be possible to get the results so quickly
So what's new in their class
Teacher Liu coughed, cleared his throat, and walked in. Just as he was about to say hello to others, all the teachers in the office immediately surrounded him—
"Teacher Liu, you're here!"
"Come, come, let me show you something! I promise you won't believe it."
"Hurry up, where's the paper? Where is it? Take it to Mr. Liu!"
... ... ...
Teacher Liu took the papers handed over by the teachers with a dazed expression, flipped them a few times, and his face darkened immediately.
Ok, are the people in the office starting to unite and come together to squeeze him out now? !
She even used several full-score papers to stimulate him!
Does he care about this? !
Teacher Liu snorted coldly, and said in a rough voice, "What's the matter, both Mathematics, English and Science are full marks, and Chinese is also almost full marks, what's wrong?!"
Zhao Feng pointed to the upper left corner of the test paper and reminded him: "Mr. Liu, look at the name."
Look at the name, fuck it!
Not his students.
Teacher Liu was so angry that he rolled his eyes in his heart. When I looked at the past, I had already organized the language of the angry group teacher in my heart.
However, these sharp words blocked his throat when he saw the familiar name in the upper left corner.
Teacher Liu stared wide-eyed, chewing the words "Grade 2 and 7, Jing Ci" over and over again.
Before his brain could react, his hands had already begun to flip through the paper quickly, looking at the names on it one by one.
Jingci, it's all Jingci!
"Jing Ci?" Teacher Liu still couldn't believe it: "Jing Ci from our class?!"
Zhao Feng nodded: "Yes."
Zhao Feng looked at Teacher Liu with a smile: "Do you think it's incredible?"
What answered him was Teacher Liu's long hiccup.
Poor Teacher Liu was holding a few papers, adding and subtracting in his head, and hiccupped abruptly by the total score.
On Monday morning, the students in Class 7 yawned and swayed over to the morning self-study.
As soon as Zheng Que entered the door, he rushed to Jing Ci's side, excitedly said: "When I just passed by the office, I listened more, a teacher said that the grades are out!"
Li Zhou heard his words as soon as he entered the door, and immediately wailed and covered his head.
Zheng Que didn't understand, so: "What's the matter, isn't this a good thing? Anyway, Jing Ci will definitely be in the top three hundred."
Thousands of tears flowed down Li Zhou's heart, and he dragged Zheng Que to the last row, drooping his head, and said, "Do you know what time Jing Ci came out during the exam?"
"What time?" Zheng Que didn't want to understand, so he asked a question.
"It's not until eleven o'clock!" Li Zhou lay down on the table: "This beast must be fooling around and hand it in after finishing the answer.
"What?" He Porridge also came. He was still dozing off, but he woke up when he heard Li Zhou's words: "The first three hundred..."
Li Zhou shook his head.
He Porridge has a big mouth, and he couldn't hold back the news like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and he went to push anyone who had a good relationship with him.
So, after the morning self-study was over, all the students in Class 7 knew that Jing Ci had no hope of top 300 in this exam.
He Porridge found someone to stand guard at the door, secretly took out his mobile phone, and found the post on the forum.
In just a few days, the number of replies to the post has exceeded 900 floors.
[Eight hundred and sixteenth floor: check in on Monday! I have already got the exact information, and the grades will be announced later in class, waiting for the landlord to slap me in the face.]
[Eight hundred and twenty second floor: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha This is the first time I am so looking forward to the announcement of the results, I just want to see if the faces of the people in Class 7 hurt.]
[Eight hundred and fiftieth floor: Where are the people in class seven? Wasn't it fun at first? Isn't it certain that Jing Ci is a top student? Now the results are coming out, how about you guys?]
[Eight hundred and seventy-sixth floor: Hey, I suddenly feel sorry for the idiots in Class 7...]
[Nine hundred and thirty-first floor: I remember that there was a sand sculpture on the first few hundred floors saying that Jing Ji would definitely be in the top three hundred this time, if he didn't go in and compete with Feng Datu for the trumpet?]
... ... ...
"What's the matter?" He Porridge had a toothache on his face: "Could it be... Could it be that we just lie down and let the ridicule go?"
"Otherwise?" Li Zhou sighed, pointing to the phone screen: "Did you see it? The sand sculpture who said he wanted to compete with Feng Datu for the trumpet is me. Who is worse than me?"
Peng Chengcheng: "..."
Zheng Que is a real scumbag, and he has a kind of blind trust in Jing Ci. At this point, he still doesn't give up: "But Jing Ci said, he will definitely be in the top three hundred."
He Porridge heard this and patted him on the shoulder: "Old Zheng, you are always so simple, let me tell you what is good about you."
The class was full of sighs and sighs. Except for Jing Ji and Ying Jiao, they didn't feel anything. The rest of them were all sad, and they didn't even go to the toilet.
The first class in the morning was mathematics class. Teacher Liu wore a suit for the first time, and his tendons were so bulging that his sleeves were about to burst.
He walked in with a stack of papers in his arms.
He Porridge pointed and lifted it up, then turned to Zheng Que and said, "See? Old Liu has gone crazy."
Teacher Liu walked up to the podium, put the test paper on the podium, and shook two pieces of paper, "The results of this exam are out, and they are all printed on the paper. You can read it after class!"
"The math results will be announced below! Those who are named come up and get their own papers!"
"Zheng Que: 9 points! Among the students in our class, Zheng Que is the one I admire the most! You said that even if you close your eyes, you can still get a few points?"
"He Porridge: 68! The number is quite auspicious. I don't know if it is auspicious or not after you go home."
"Yingjiao: 70! You and He Porridge have such a good relationship, even the score is good between the two brothers!"
……………
Teacher Liu usually announces the grades from high to low. Today, I don't know what happened, and I started to announce from the lowest.
After a circle of names were called, all the students in the class got their papers except for Jing Ci.
"What's the situation? Where's your paper?" Yingjiao frowned: "I'll go up and look for you?"
"No need," Jing Ci shook his head, he probably knew what was going on.
Sure enough, Teacher Liu cleared his throat and continued: "The last paper is for Jing Ci, 150 points!!"
Class seven exploded with a bang!
"Fuck!!! How many points???" He Porridge plucked his ears in disbelief: "Am I stuffed with earwax? Old Liu said how many points did Jingci get in the math test?"
Zheng Que's eyes were dull, and he responded unconsciously to He Porridge: "I... I seem to be deaf too, 150 points?"
Even Peng Chengcheng, who has always been calm, opened his mouth wide: "1, 150 points? What is the full score in mathematics? 250?"
"What?" Zheng Que's eyes widened: "So I've misremembered all this time? The full score in mathematics is 250?!"
He Congee wiped his face, turned his head and said angrily, "I think you two are only 250!"
Under the shocked or dull gazes of the students in class seven, Jing Ci calmly went up to the stage and took his paper.
As soon as he returned to his seat, the paper was taken by Yingjiao.
Yingjiao flipped through the paper repeatedly, yes, every question was correct, 150 points, full marks.
He looked at Jing Ci with complicated eyes.
I knew that this little pervert had good grades, but I didn't expect it to be so good.
He returned the paper to Jing Ci, his eyes fell on the big '70' on his paper, and he lowered his eyes slightly.
Teacher Liu still said on the podium: "Have you seen Jing Ci, he is your role model! 150 points in mathematics, given the difficulty of this test paper, there are not many supernormal classes!"
However, no one listened to him at all. Jing Ci's paper was passed from the middle row to the south row, and then to the north row like some sacred object, and was worshiped by everyone in the seventh class. back into his hands.
Li Zhou was the first one to wake up. He calculated in his mind that since Jing Ci could score 150 in Mathematics, then other subjects should not be too low.
Zheng Que thought about it with him, and directly raised his hand to ask Teacher Liu: "Teacher! What about Jing Ci's other subjects? You can announce it together!"
Originally, what Teacher Liu hated the most was the announcement of grades, but today, no one in the whole school looks forward to this link more than him. In the morning, he even urged the faculty and staff to post the red list as soon as possible.
"Cough," Teacher Liu's lips curled up, "Since you are all looking forward to it, I will announce it together now."
The students in class seven immediately waited with bated breath.
"A perfect score of 150 in mathematics."
"The full score in English is 150."
"The full score is 300."
"Chinese..." Teacher Liu paused, glanced at the audience, looked at Jing Ci, and said hypocritically: "I'm not good at Chinese, it's a bit slow, I'm only 148."
Knowing his total score, Jing Ci finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He has never been able to understand why he failed so badly in the college entrance examination. In the previous world, every time the city's joint exams and unified exams, he almost always occupied the first place with perfect scores, and he couldn't turn over the second place.
Jing Ji felt that he answered the test papers of the college entrance examination very well, and he didn't find any mistakes when he checked the answers. Who knew that after the results came out, they gave him a blow in the head. Now that he knows that his level has not regressed, he is finally relieved.
Class 7 was silent for a full three minutes, and then exploded again.
"Fuck me!!!!!!!"
"Damn it!!!! How much is it??!!!"
"Oh my god!!! Where's the calculator?? Bring me the total score!!"
"Are you fucking stupid?? Can't you just subtract 2 points from the full score!! The total score is 748???! Fuck!"
... ... ...
In this class, no one in Class Seven except Jing Ci was listening seriously, and they were all talking about his unbelievable score.
And under the urging of Teacher Liu, after the second get out of class in the morning, the red list of this exam was finally posted.
Because of the post on the forum, the second-year high school students were very concerned about the test results this time. After hearing that the red list came out, they rushed away, looking for Jing Ci's name from behind.
The students of class seven stood on the far left side of the red list, staring at the top with dumbfounded eyes—
1: Jingci 748
2: Jiang Chong 723
In a place like the provincial experiment where there are many top students, Jing Ci is still the first person in the school's history to beat the second place by 25 points.
The students in other classes were almost blind, and they couldn't find Jing Ci's name. Some people couldn't help whispering: "Could it be that he handed in a blank paper again this time, so it doesn't count as a grade?"
He Porridge was waiting for such a fool to be delivered to his door, he immediately waved to the muttering person: "Come on, come and see who is number one on the red list."
He Porridge was considered number one in the provincial experiment, and that person didn't dare to resist, so he could only walk over slowly.
But I thought to myself, who could be the first, after all, it's either Jiang Chong from Class 1 or Zhou Chao from Class 2.
However, when his eyes fell on the name on the top, his jaw fell to the ground with a click: "Jing Ci?! Jing Ci got the first place in the whole grade?!"
With this voice, the entire red list was instantly silent.
He Porridge and the others had seen enough of everyone's unbelievable expressions, and then swayed to the horizontal bar with their shoulders hooked and their backs hooked.
"Day! It's so cool!!" Zheng Que laughed loudly: "This is the happiest day since I was born!"
"Jing Ci..." Peng Chengcheng's expression was complicated: "It's really amazing."
Peng Chengcheng's personality is cold and hard, and it is a great thing to be able to be said to be great by him.
He Porridge also sighed: "To be honest, this result really scared me. When I first heard Li Zhou say that Jingci finished the comprehensive examination paper in two hours, my heart skipped a beat. After thinking about it, I really didn't expect what."
Zheng Que sighed: "Who would have thought that there would be a big boss hiding beside us, and Jing Ci's skills are really brilliant."
Several people kept discussing, and their admiration for Jing Ci had reached its peak.
Only Yingjiao did not participate. He leaned against the wall and smoked quietly.
"What's wrong with Brother Jiao?" He Porridge nudged Peng Chengcheng with his elbow and whispered, "It's been like this since the first class."
Peng Chengcheng looked up at him and shook his head: "I don't know, maybe something happened to his family again?"
Only Zheng Que was heartless. Regardless of Yingjiao's cold face, he leaned over and said, "How is it, Brother Jiao, what's it like to be at the same table with the boss? Tell us, let us scumbags feel it! "
Yingjiao flicked the cigarette ash, raised his eyelids and glanced at him.
That's right, Jing Ci is a master of learning, and they are collectively referred to as scumbags.
There is almost a red list gap between the two.
Yingjiao exhaled a puff of smoke ring, extinguished the remaining half of the cigarette and threw it into the trash can, ignored Zheng Que, turned around and left.
Zheng Que wanted to ask again, but after being slapped by He Porridge, he quickly shut his mouth.
Since the exam results came out, Jing Ci has become the object of everyone's attention, and the seat has almost become a holy place for sightseeing.
Fortunately, his tablemate is Yingjiao, and no one dares to touch Yingjiao's things.
As soon as Yingjiao came back, the people around Jing Ci immediately dispersed, and Jing Ci finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"So busy..." Yingjiao leaned over and said with a light smile, "Little classmate, you did very well in the exam. You are very proud of us in class seven. Congratulations."
"Thank you." Jing Ji smiled at him and accepted his kindness.
"Busy little classmate, do you have time to tell me about "Pipa Xing" now? I don't understand some things."
Hearing this, Jing Ci glanced at Yingjiao in surprise. This was the first time Yingjiao took the initiative to learn: "Of course."
He took out the Chinese book from the bookshelf, turned to the page of "Pipa Xing", line by line, and began to tell Yingjiao seriously.
The young man's plain voice rang in his ears. This time, Yingjiao not only listened to the voice, but also remembered the content in his heart.
At the same time, the post on the forum ushered in a new wave of replies.
[Nine hundred and eighty-eighth floor: When the book is in use, you will hate it less, and it will be over with one sentence! Zhilu ranks first in the science department of the second year of high school, and there is a surprise.]
[Nine hundred and ninetieth floor: What else can I say besides shit? ! Damn it! Feel like witnessing history!]
[Thousand Floor: What's going on upstairs? What's wrong? Did the sand sculptures of Class 7 really compete with Feng Datu for the trumpet? ? ?]
[One Thousand and Seventh Floor: Brother One Thousand Floor... Are you living in the Neolithic Age? The news is too late...]
[1012th floor: Fuck, blah, blah, blah! ! ! Is Jing Ci's result true? ! Isn't it cheating? ? ? ! !]
[1013th Floor: Brother upstairs, please wake up, please? They all passed the provincial exam, so use your brains. Such a result can be made by cheating? ?]
[One thousand and twenty-eighth floor: I came back to see the red list, and took a photo to give back to the society. [picture]]
[One thousand and twenty-ninth floor: Damn it! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !]
[One thousand and thirty floors: Damn it! ! ! ! ! ! !]
[One thousand and thirty-first floor: I... I'll be more civilized. I fucked up! ! ! ! !]
[One thousand and thirty-two floors: Fuck! It turns out that we have always been the sand sculptors, not the people from Class Seven...]
With two points short of a perfect score, Jing Ci made a beautiful turnaround for Class Seven. Overwhelming a group of top students in supernormal classes and key classes, he was the best of the best.
All the people who were cynicizing and sarcastic on the forum disappeared, and the people who said that the total score of Jing Ci could exceed 200 points and live broadcast the food were also gone, replaced by voices of shock and admiration.
Jing Ci's past grades, including the high school entrance examination results, were dug up and posted on the forum.
Except for the score of a few hundred in the high school entrance examination, all the other exams are zero, which sets off the 748 this time is particularly shocking.
This wave of Tianxiu's operation made Jing Ci instantly become a celebrity in the provincial experiment.
After coming out of the red list, there are countless people who intentionally or unintentionally poke their heads outside the door of the seventh class every day, wanting to see him.
The students in class seven now walk outside with their heads held high, especially honored, as if they were the first ones in the whole grade.
Even the principal and vice-principal were alarmed.
There are countless good high schools in Donghai Province. Although the overall strength of the provincial experiment has always been ranked first, its position has become somewhat unstable in recent years.
Foreign languages in the new area have sprung up in recent years, taking away many students from the provincial experiment.
Last year, the admission rate for a foreign language book has exceeded 85%, which is directly catching up with the provincial experiment.
Not only that, the foreign language also opened an international class, specially training foreign students. Just relying on this hand, many wealthy parents have changed their children to foreign languages.
Now suddenly there is a top student who can surpass the second place by 25 points, can the principal not be happy
The principal even had a talk with Mr. Liu about this, emphasizing that he must pay attention to the mental health of the student Jing Ci, try his best to meet his needs, and report to the school in time if anything happens.
The child finally thought about it, but he must not be allowed to shrink back.
Teacher Liu has been proud of the spring breeze these days, feeling that he is more than ten years younger, and he is full of energy in everything he does. Hearing what the principal said, he immediately expressed his understanding.
It's just that he was a little uncertain about one thing.
Teacher Liu hesitated for a while, but said to the principal: "Should I inform his parents of Jing Ci's test results this time?"
The principal already knew Jing Ci's made-up excuse, and shook his head immediately after hearing the words: "Don't, don't, don't act rashly. If you want to tell, it's Jing Ci who told you. Our school must not do it for you."
This brat dared to pretend even for the high school entrance examination, but the college entrance examination is really uncertain.
At that time, what he lost was only a test paper, but what the school lost was a champion in science!
"Okay." Teacher Liu also felt that this would be better, and nodded in agreement.
Thus, Jing Ci's grades were kept secret.
"Damn," Li Zhou, who was stared at again in the cafeteria, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Jing Ci, "I don't think I can eat with you in the future."
The feeling of being stared at wherever you go is really frightening.
Jing Ci put the plate on the dining table calmly, and picked up the spoon to eat methodically: "Just pretend they don't exist."
"I think so too!" Someone watched, Li Zhou's movements of eating chicken legs were quite refined, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "But it's really not good."
Jing Ci smiled: "Then let's eat quickly and go back after eating."
Li Zhou nodded hurriedly.
The two had a quick lunch, and as soon as they walked out of the cafeteria, they ran into a group of people from Yingjiao who came out of the small shop.
Yingjiao hasn't done much trouble recently, and he is willing to learn, and Jing Ci has become much cleaner.
"Are you finished?" Yingjiao came over, took two cups of milk tea from Zheng Que, stuffed the one with the label on it for Jing Ci, and gave the other cup to Li Zhou.
Li Zhou was flattered and held the milk tea, just about to refuse, but he was caught by He Porridge's glare, and immediately dared not speak.
Seeing that Jingci wanted to refuse, Yingjiao said before he could speak: "You don't want it, and I'm too embarrassed to ask you to give me a lecture in the future."
"It's okay." Jing Ji said seriously: "As long as you have questions, you can come to me at any time, you don't need these." Saying that, he stuffed the milk tea back into Yingjiao's hand.
Yingjiao took advantage of the situation and took Jing Ci's hand, and said with a light smile, "Being so kind to me?"
Jing Ji was slightly unnatural by his smile: "We are all classmates..."
"Student?" Yingjiao looked down at the hands they were holding, and said meaningfully: "So many people are watching, you are holding hands with me and jogging on the playground. I don't know, you think we are..."
Before he finished speaking, Jing Ji shook his hand away as if he had been burned.
Yingjiao raised the corner of his mouth, held his wrist, and put the milk tea in his hand again: "Take it."
Behind him, Zheng Que looked at Yingjiao, then at his empty hand, with a confused face: "Wait... It's true that Jing Ci's cup of milk tea was bought by Brother Jiao, but why do I think the milk tea in Li Zhou's hand is Mine... I even added an extra pearl, what's going on??"
He Porridge patted him on the shoulder affectionately: "Plastic brotherhood, no milk tea. Don't think about it, go back and drink more hot water."
Several people walked to the classroom together.
Jing Ci is now in full swing.
He is good-looking, coupled with a halo of a schoolmaster and a showmanship against the sky, he is the ideal first love in the hearts of little girls.
In the section from the cafeteria to the classroom alone, many girls deliberately passed in front of him, some even walked several times.
Yingjiao walked beside Jing Ci, watching one girl after another staring at Jing Ci, her eyes glowed, her eyes were fascinated, and she was so excited that she wanted to rush over to hug him and kiss him, the smile on her mouth gradually disappeared.
He kicked a small stone by the side of the road and pulled Jing Ci towards him.
Jing Ji looked at him inexplicably.
"It's too sunny over there."
It turned out to be like this, Jing Ji suddenly realized, smiled at him gratefully, and moved to his side again.
After returning to the classroom, Yingjiao opened the notes that Jing Ci had organized for him as he did a few days ago.
His foundation is not good, and Jing Ji's notes are aimed at this point, and the more detailed he is at the end.
Jing Ci has a good memory, solid knowledge, and is very good at comprehending it. Sometimes I remember it, and I will write down the things I thought of in the first year of high school.
In this way, Yingjiao's notes became thicker and thicker, and he learned more and more.
Seeing that he started reading as soon as he got back to his seat, Jing Ci felt embarrassed to ask himself a question when he remembered what he said just now that he didn't want milk tea, so he leaned over and asked, "Is there any question today?"
He was lying on the table, tilting his head slightly, and from a proud angle, he just had a clear view of his lightly blinking eyelashes.
Yingjiao's heart suddenly felt itchy and swollen, as if being teased by something furry.
He turned around, and taking advantage of the opportunity to get the exercise book, he touched Jing Ci's eyelashes with his fingers seemingly unintentionally.
The most vulnerable part of his face was touched, Jing Ci subconsciously closed his eyes, and leaned back.
"Caught your eyes?" Yingjiao turned around and asked pretendingly. While Jing Ci still had his eyes closed, he cupped his face: "Let me see."
The boy is full of firepower, even if the weather has turned cold these days, his palms are still warm. Clinging tightly to Jing Ci's skin made his cheeks heat up.
"It's okay..." Jing Ji turned his head to avoid it: "I didn't touch it." But his head was firmly fixed by Yingjiao's hands, and he couldn't move at all.
"Hiss... don't move." Yingjiao suppressed a smile, but the expression on his face was very serious: "I told you not to move. Is it a trivial matter to touch your eyes? Let me see."
"It's really okay." Jing Ji just felt something shaking in front of his eyes, all his movements were subconscious, Yingjiao's movements were very light, and he didn't touch him at all.
Yingjiao didn't listen to him, and raised his face slightly with his hands, leaning towards him.
He was so close that Jing Ci could even feel his hot breath.
Jing Ci raised his eyes, and the moment his eyes met, his eyelashes trembled, and he hurriedly looked away.
As if pleased by his performance, Yingjiao gave a low laugh, and was about to say something when an excited shout suddenly came from the door of the classroom: "Jing Ci! There is a beauty looking for you!"
Jing Ji was shocked, and quickly pushed Ying Jiao away.
With a teasing smile on Chen Miaomiao's face, she hopped and ran to Jing Ci's side: "She is really beautiful, she still has a pink letter in her hand, and she is looking for you with a blushing face, so go out and have a look."
Yingjiao's eyes gradually dimmed.
Chen Miaomiao didn't notice, and kept urging Jing Ci: "Hurry up, I must be here to send you a love letter!"
Jing Ci is the worst at dealing with this kind of situation. He doesn't intend to fall in love. Instead of giving others false hopes, it's better to refuse to the end.
He shook his head: "I don't know anyone from other classes, so if I don't go out, you can go back for me directly."
Chen Miaomiao said anxiously: "How can this be done, I..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Yingjiao suddenly supported Jing Ci's waist with one hand, pressed his back with the other, and pressed his upper body against her lap.
Jing Ji was stunned for a moment, and then began to struggle: "What are you doing?"
"Don't move! Otherwise, if you are seen, you will go out," Yingjiao held him down, and sneered, "Do you know what will happen after that? You will be forced into a love letter, and you can't even refuse it. Oh, maybe You will be coaxed in the corridor to agree to that girl, and then Old Liu will find out and call you to the office to talk to you every day."
"At that time, all the teachers in the office and all the students in the whole school will know. The Jingci who got the first place in the exam, he, drifted away, thought it was great to get the first place, and started to fall in love..."
Jing Ji's body froze immediately, and he didn't dare to move anymore.
Yingjiao put his hand on the back of his head, raised his eyes and looked at Chen Miaomiao lightly, ordering people around very easily: "Go, tell that girl that Jing Ci is not in the classroom."
Chen Miaomiao was startled by his operation, shook her head dully, and stammered: "But...but she knows that Jing Ci is here."
"Oh," Yingjiao raised his eyebrows, gently rubbed Jing Ci's hair, and said with a half-smile: "Then tell her, Jing Ci is on my lap, and I don't have time to go out."