Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Chapter 27

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Jing Ji stared at Ying Jiao in a daze.

He seemed to have done a very natural thing. After he finished speaking, he continued to lower his head and peel the chestnuts.

The slender fingers exerted a little force, and gently pushed it out from the opening, revealing the round chestnut flesh.

"Stupid?" Seeing Jingci staring at himself blankly, Yingjiao chuckled and reached out to poke his bulging cheek: "Eat quickly, it's okay. Look back, everyone They're all having breakfast."

The touch on the cheek brought Jing Ci back to his senses. He turned his head in a panic, chewed the chestnuts in his mouth twice, and said vaguely: "Thank you."

"What's there to be thankful for?" Yingjiao smiled, and handed him the peeled chestnut meat: "You read the book, and I will peel it for you."

"No need," Jing Ci swallowed the chestnut meat in his mouth, shaking his head: "I'll do it myself."

"Be obedient, don't be polite to me," Yingjiao took out a tissue from the hole in the table, spread it on the table, and put the peeled chestnuts on it while talking to Jing Ci: "The competition is about to start, your time is now tight."

Knowing that Jing Ci joined the mathematics competition class, Yingjiao went to check it out, and learned that the mathematics competition will be in mid-to-late December, and registration has already begun, and it will be one month away.

He smiled and said: "Don't worry, I will recite the text and peel the chestnuts without delay, or I will give you a live performance?"

Yingjiao has been working very hard recently, and Jing Ci listed all the content that he needs to recite from the first year of high school to the present, and he has almost finished memorizing it.

Without waiting for Jing Ci to speak, he continued: "What is the first sentence of Qinyuanchun Changsha? Do you give me a head start?"

Jing Ci lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Independent Hanqiu..."

Yingjiao continued without a pause: "Go north on the Xiangjiang River, at the head of Juzizhou..."

Jing Ci lowered his head and continued with the questions.

On the table is his favorite math book. Outside the window, the morning sun shines in through the glass, casting vibrant shadows in the classroom.

The breeze flapped the white curtains of the window, and Yingjiao's soft reciting voice could be heard next to his ears.

At hand, the chestnuts he gave were sweet and soft, within reach.

After deciding to go to the competition class, Jing Ci still had classes during the day, but instead of sitting in the seat for self-study after dinner, he packed up his things and prepared to go to the small classroom.

The small classrooms are in the second teaching building, which is farther away from the dormitory than the first teaching building. It was the first time Jing Ci went to get out of class, and he didn't know if the teacher would finish class on time, so before leaving, he went to Li Zhou's seat so that he could go back to the dormitory without waiting for him after school.

Li Zhou readily agreed.

When Jing Ci arrived at the small classroom, there were already a few people sitting in it.

It was still early before the start of class, and everyone was not studying, but chatting together. Suddenly seeing his unfamiliar face, they all looked over at him in unison.

Jing Ci is now considered a celebrity in the provincial experiment, and after recognizing him, there was a faint whispering sound from below.

Jing Ci didn't care about those comments, and stood in front with a calm face, looked down, picked a seat near the front, and was about to walk over, a handsome boy wearing black-rimmed glasses suddenly waved to him : "Jing Ci!"

"Huh?" Jing Ji stopped and looked at him.

"Come and sit here." The boy removed the schoolbag from the chair next to him and stuffed it randomly into the hole of the table: "There is no one at my table."

It doesn't make any difference to Jing Ci where he sits, not to mention that he was invited with good intentions.

Jing Ci nodded and sat down, "Thank you."

"Hehehe," the boy smiled excitedly, and introduced himself familiarly: "My name is Zhou Chao, and I have wanted to know you for a long time."

Zhou Chao is the third grade in this mid-term exam, with a total score of 720, and he is in the second class of the second year of high school.

"You are amazing." Zhou Chao looked at Jing Ci adoringly: "How did you get full marks in the comprehensive science test? I managed to solve the third small question of the last big physics question, but the answer was still wrong." .”

"It's nothing." Jing Ji shared his exam experience with Zhou Chao: "I usually check the questions after I finish them, and sometimes I can find mistakes."

"Then I'll do the same next time, I'm just impatient to check." Zhou Chao scratched his head, looked around, leaned over and whispered to Jing Ci: "I guessed that you would come to the competition class, but I didn't expect you to come to the competition class." I chose mathematics, but our school's competition results are not good... "

Jing Ci turned to him and listened carefully.

Zhou Chao continued: "Last year, there were only thirty people who won the first prize in our province's mathematics competition, and our school accounted for one-third, but..."

He paused, stretched out his hands, and lowered his voice: "Only one person entered the national competition. He was a senior in the third year of high school. He was a student of Mathematical Olympiad from elementary school to adulthood. It's not as good as physics and chemistry, which are at least Three guys made it to the nationals."

Zhou Chao shook his head: "So Mr. Zhao has been drinking chrysanthemum tea every day to reduce the fire, and I'm afraid that we will have another single seedling in this year's national competition."

Hearing this, Jing Ci nodded thoughtfully.

He remembered that in his previous life, there were about 50 places for the first prize in the annual mathematics competition in his province. From this comparison, Donghai Province is really much weaker in terms of competition.

The two of them were talking when a group of people headed by Jiang Chong came in.

Zhou Chao's seat is in the second row of the middle row, which is very conspicuous. As soon as Jiang Chong stepped into the classroom, he saw Jing Ci beside him, and his footsteps stopped instantly.

After going back last night, he was trembling for a long time, for fear that Yingjiao would bring someone to the dormitory to beat him. After a night and a day with great difficulty, seeing that Yingjiao had remained silent, he was relieved a little.

Unexpectedly, Yingjiao never met again, but saw Jing Ci in the small classroom.

Thinking of what he said last night, Jiang Chong's face suddenly became hot.

He hurriedly looked away, stiffened and walked quickly to his seat.

He couldn't stop trying to save himself, even if Jing Ci came to the competition class, so what, the competition was about to start, he, a person who had never studied Mathematical Olympiad, could get any results, just to fill up the numbers.

Although he failed in the midterm exam, but in this case, he will definitely get back in the competition!

As soon as Jiang Chong sat down on his front foot, Mr. Zhao came on his back foot.

He glanced down, and his eyes stayed on Jing Ci for two more seconds. While flipping through the papers, he said, "We have a new classmate who came over today. Everyone has seen it. I won't introduce it. I believe there is no one in our provincial experiment who doesn't know Jing Ci, right?"

Zhao Feng smiled: "In order to welcome new classmates, let's take a test today."

He divided the paper in his hand into three parts, and distributed them to the students sitting first in each row in turn: "Pass it later, this time is a mock competition, and the time is 100 minutes."

They are all the top students among the top students, Zhao Feng did not specifically emphasize the discipline of the exam. After the papers were distributed to each student, he walked around below, reminded a few students who still had books on the table, and finally stopped beside Jing Ci, and said kindly: "Don't be stressed, you can't answer well." It doesn't matter, the teacher just wants to see where your starting point is."

Jing Ci nodded, indicating that he understood.

After saying what he wanted to say, Zhao Feng didn't stay by his side for fear of disturbing his work, and quickly walked up to the podium.

After getting the test paper, Jing Ci didn't rush to do the questions, but went through it first.

This set of test papers has a full score of 120 points. There are eight fill-in-the-blank questions and three answer questions.

In his previous life, Jing Ci did not systematically study the Olympiad, but often taught himself because of his interest. After being discovered by the class teacher, after earnestly educating him, he no longer used the self-study class to read the Mathematical Olympiad, so some of the questions above were completely unfamiliar to him.

Jing Ci was not nervous, but a little excited. The newer the question type, the more his interest will be aroused.

Under the high level of concentration, Jing Ci couldn't even feel the passage of time until Teacher Zhao announced on the podium that it was time and asked them to put down their pens.

"Stop writing." Teacher Zhao collected the test paper and straightened it out: "During the official competition, if you are asked to stop writing, you must stop writing. If you want to write more? Your grades will be voided for you."

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhao sighed. Sometimes, he really didn't want to take the math competition class anymore. I work hard every year, but I can't get results every year.

"Okay, let's start the lecture. If you have to go to the toilet, go back quickly." Teacher Zhao put the paper away and opened the book in his hand. Before writing on the blackboard, he deliberately glanced in the direction of Jing Ci, and saw that he and Zhou Chao were reading a book, so he turned around in relief.

Compared with Teacher Liu, Teacher Zhao's rhythm is more suitable for Jingci. He listened to this class with great interest, and he was still a little unsatisfied when the get out of class was over.

The same was true for Zhou Chao. He zipped up his schoolbag, walked out, and asked Jing Ci: "Are you living on campus?"

Jing Ci nodded: "Yes."

"Hey? Me too!" Zhou Chao's eyes lit up immediately, "Then let's go back together at night? Which dormitory do you live in?"

"Okay," Jing Ci opened the door, signaling Zhou Chao to go first: "I live in 301, how about you?"

"Three one eight."

"That's pretty close." Jing Ci glanced back and saw that there was no one in the classroom, so he turned off the lights and closed the door carefully.

After finishing all this, he turned around and was about to go forward, when he raised his head, he met Yingjiao's smiling eyes.

He froze for a moment: "Why are you here?"

Yingjiao came over, reached out to take his schoolbag, and carried it on his back: "Come and bring an umbrella to our little classmate." He pointed to the window in the corridor, motioning Jing Ci to look outside: "It's raining gone."

Jing Ci looked through the glass window, and it was indeed raining. The rain is not heavy, pattering, but in winter, it is easy to get sick if you get wet.

Jing Ci lowered his eyes and asked softly, "Are you staying at school tonight?"

Yingjiao let out a "hmm", stretched out his hand and pulled Jing Ci to his side, reminding him: "Be careful, there are people ahead."

Jing Ci nodded to show that he understood, and looked back: "Zhou Chao, let's go."

Yingjiao frowned, and followed his gaze, where did Zhou Chao come from as a wild man

"That..." Zhou Chao was terrified by Yingjiao's gaze. He swallowed dryly and hugged the schoolbag in his arms tightly: "You go first, you go first, I saw my roommate, I'll wait for him."

Going back to the dormitory with the school bully really challenged his courage, so he chose to sneak away! !

"That's fine, we'll see you tomorrow." Jing Ji believed it, smiled at him, and walked out of the second teaching building side by side with Yingjiao.

The moment he went out, Yingjiao opened the umbrella in his hand, grabbed Jing Ci's shoulder and brought him to his side: "Come closer to me."

Jing Ji's fingers moved, and he didn't push him away like before.

It was almost the end of November, and the temperature had already dropped a lot, and it was even worse when it rained again.

Walking in front of Yingjiao and Jing Ci were two girls who shared an umbrella, and one girl shrugged and shouted, "It's too cold, it's too cold! I'm freezing to death."

Another girl echoed: "I'm too cold, what the hell weather, from summer to winter in a second, there is no autumn!"

The first girl spoke with vibrato: "I don't think I can hold on to the dormitory anymore, shit!"

The other girl thought about it, tightened the umbrella in her hand, and moved her elbow in her direction: "Come on, hug me, it won't be cold!"

Hearing this, the first girl immediately moved over and hugged her arm.

"Hey, take it easy, the umbrella is crooked by you..."

The girls were still talking in a low voice. Behind him, Yingjiao had a panoramic view of the movements of the two of them, and curled his lips with interest.

He looked sideways at Jing Ci, and asked with a chuckle, "Little classmate, are you cold?"

Jing Ci was not as fancy as him, and nodded honestly when he heard the words: "It's a bit cold."

Winter, especially when it rains, is like a chemical attack, no matter how much you wear, you can't prevent it.

Yingjiao chuckled, raised his right hand holding the umbrella slightly, stretched his left hand forward, grabbed Jing Ci's arm, turned around and pulled hard—

Unprepared, Jing Ji staggered and fell directly into his arms.

Tiny raindrops fell on the umbrella surface, making a pattering sound. Under the wide umbrella, Yingjiao put his arms around Jing Ci, unzipped his school uniform jacket to wrap him around him, and whispered in his ear, "It won't be cold if you hug me."