Yingjiao is in good health and has great firepower. Even though he is separated by a thin sweater, Jing Ci can still feel the heat from his body, enveloping him warmly.
There was a lot of noise on the playground, the light rain was still falling intermittently, and the students around me were coming and going, either joking, joking, or walking in a hurry.
Yingjiao embraced him with one hand and held an umbrella in the other. The small space under the umbrella was protected from wind and rain.
Jing Ci was stunned for a few seconds, and then gently stretched out his hand to push Yingjiao away: "Are you still going?"
"Let's go." Yingjiao pulled him back again, afraid that he would get angry and run outside and get wet, so he didn't dare to tease him again, and said grandly: "Isn't this because you are worried about your cold?"
Jing Ci lowered her eyes slightly, looking at her shoelaces: "It won't be cold if you go back early."
Yingjiao choked and ran out of words for the first time.
He smiled, and said helplessly: "Okay, you are right, you are right."
No matter how big the playground of the provincial experiment is, it is only a few minutes away from the dormitory building. Soon, the two stood at the door of the dormitory.
Yingjiao handed the schoolbag on his body to Jing Ji: "Go in."
Jing Ji was startled: "Aren't you going in?"
"I go home."
"You... didn't you say you're staying tonight?"
Yingjiao pulled off the shoulder strap of the schoolbag, hung it on his arm, and said: "No, I have something to do when I go back tonight, isn't it because you didn't bring an umbrella. Well, go up."
He waved at Jing Ci: "Brother is gone, see you tomorrow."
Jing Ci pursed his lips. Seeing that Yingjiao was about to turn around, he hesitated for a while, but still said to him: "Be careful on the road."
Yingjiao's footsteps stopped, and then the corners of his lips curled up little by little.
Jing Ci climbed up to the third floor and stood at the door of his dormitory. Just as he was about to reach out to push the door, the door was pulled open from the inside.
Li Zhou was startled when he saw him: "I'm going, what a coincidence." He shook the umbrella in his hand: "If you don't come back, I want to pick you up."
Jing Ci thanked him, put the schoolbag on the only table in the dormitory, adjusted the angle a few times, and stopped until it looked pleasing to the eye.
Li Zhou circled around him, the more he looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.
He reached out and touched Jing Ci's body, wondering: "Didn't you bring an umbrella? Why isn't it wet at all?"
Jing Ci was holding a pot in his short body, but he paused when he heard this, and said vaguely, "I shared one with someone."
"Yo," Li Zhou's eyes fell on his face, and he said enviously: "It's good to be handsome, is it a girl who borrowed your umbrella?"
girl
Thinking of Ying Jiao's face with sharp water chestnut angles, the corners of Jing Ci's lips curled up slightly, and he didn't answer.
Li Zhou consciously discovered the truth, lay down on the bed, and sighed: "Girls nowadays all look at appearances, but unfortunately they don't understand a truth. Not only do they want boyfriends, they also want handsome ones."
Jing Ci was walking out with a basin in his hand, when he heard what he said, he didn't explain anything, but changed the topic without a trace: "Some people also look at talent."
Li Zhou: "..."
Unfortunately, he has neither the face nor the talent.
He threw himself on Jing Ci with a fierce face, wrapped his arms around his neck, and said viciously: "Try telling me again?"
Jing Ci had a smile in his eyes: "You are not allowed to tell the truth?"
"Okay you!" Li Zhou exerted force on his hands, about to knock him down.
At this moment, the door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and a few boys from Class 7 who also lived in the dormitory walked in.
Seeing the actions of the two of them, a boy immediately pulled Li Zhou away: "What are you doing? What are you doing?!"
Wu Weicheng pushed Li Zhou aside and glared at him: "Your! Keep away from our Jing Ci's head! Do you understand!"
Wu Weicheng is the monitor of class seven, and the only one who can enter the top three hundred and fifty in the previous class seven. He is not bad in other subjects, but mathematics alone, like Chen Miaomiao, just doesn't understand.
Every time I take an exam, I can't solve the big questions in all likelihood, and I am often called to the office by Teacher Liu to scold me after the results come out.
Ever since Jing Ci got a perfect score in the mid-term math test, he always came to ask Jing Ci questions.
People in class seven even joked that he and Chen Miaomiao had to give Jing Ci a pennant at the end of the semester.
Wu Weicheng has a very outgoing personality. After the two of them got acquainted, they brought a few boys from Class 7 to Jingci's dormitory to visit from time to time, and sometimes they even brought a workbook to ask a few questions.
He is tall and burly, with the same figure as Mr. Liu. Everyone else is a normal number l, but he is a number xxx1. In his hands, Li Zhou has no power to fight back at all, and is carried away like a chicken.
"I don't care about like a fan of brains!" Li Zhou took a sip and muttered in a low voice.
A few other boys sat down next to him, put their hands on Li Zhou's shoulders, and joked: "Fortunately, Jing Ci is not a girl, otherwise I will be entangled by Old Wu in this life."
Wu Weicheng hissed and frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Glancing at Jing Ci, seeing that he didn't care, he was relieved.
Before, because the original body pursued Yingjiao too much, everyone in class seven agreed that Jing Ji liked boys.
But since Jing Ci got better, he never pestered Yingjiao anymore, instead, Yingjiao often joked with him. The members of the seventh class couldn't figure out whether they really liked Yingjiao from the front line, or whether they were the same as the grades, and they were purely a deliberate mess due to the outbreak of the second disease.
After being curious for a while, I didn't see anything, and it didn't matter as time went by.
Whether he likes men and women, it has nothing to do with them.
They like boys, and every boy in the school counts as one, and they don't win Jiaoshuai, so they don't worry at all. If you like women, then it doesn't matter to them.
But careful people still avoid making such jokes with Jing Ci, lest he be unnatural.
The boys smiled and made a begging gesture to Wu Weicheng.
They came over, it would be bad for Jing Ci to wash up again, he put the basin by his feet, and stayed to chat with a few people.
Wu Weicheng counted the time and said, "It flies so fast, tomorrow is Saturday."
"What's wrong with Saturday." Li Zhou pouted, leaned on the folded quilt, and sighed: "It's not a holiday yet."
"Yeah," said the boy next to him, "I'm so envious to see other schools have holidays, and so is my dad. I'm not the type to study, but he wants to put me in a provincial experiment. My major is wrong. "
Jing Ci smiled, didn't answer, and took out a bag of French bread from the drawer and threw it to them.
He was often hungry when he came back at night, so he prepared several bags of French bread in the dormitory. This thing is cheap and can be stored for a long time. It will be much better to eat a few when you are hungry.
Several boys were not polite to him, each took one, tore it open and put it in his mouth.
They are all at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and they can stuff anything into their stomachs.
A boy finished eating and was about to put the bag on the bed casually, but Jing Ci gave him a light look, straightened his back unconsciously, and quickly turned to throw it into the trash can.
"The school's bathroom will open tomorrow," Wu Weicheng said while eating, "Are you going to take a bath?"
In summer, boys usually wash in the toilet.
But now that the weather is getting colder, if you use cold water, you will get sick. No matter how powerful the firepower is, you don't dare to spoil yourself like this.
Jing Ci thought for a while, then nodded: "I'll go."
The provincial experiment has very strict control over the dormitory students, and they are not allowed to leave the school at all. The school's bathhouse is only open on Saturday and Sunday, so it's not summer, so if you want to take a bath, you must choose these two days.
Several other people agreed: "Go, go."
"Then you take all your things with you tomorrow morning. Let's skip lunch and go directly to the bathhouse." Wu Weicheng swallowed the last bite of bun in his mouth, and said, "Otherwise we won't be able to grab the faucet."
Jing Ci nodded: "Okay."
Although it is also possible to go out to take a bath after taking a holiday on Sunday afternoon, but it is only half a day off every week, which is very precious. Most students will choose to go to the bathhouse on Saturday.
So noon on Saturday is the most crowded time in the provincial experimental bathhouse.
"No one will allow ink marks at that time," Wu Weicheng looked at the boys and warned, "As soon as the bell rings after the fourth period, we will rush out to grab a seat. Did you hear that?"
Li Zhou gave him a white look: "Do you need to say it? It seems like no one has ever been there."
Wu Weicheng ignored him, turned to Jing Ji, and made a double-labeled dog very honestly: "It's okay for you to slow down, and I will help you occupy the space when the time comes."
Jing Ci smiled: "No need, I'll just go with you."
When Jing Ci first came here, he was really not used to the atmosphere of scrambling for everything in the provincial experiment, but after staying for a long time, he gradually accepted it, and sometimes he ran to the cafeteria faster than Li Zhou.
It was agreed upon by several people.
The next morning, Jing Ci wrapped shampoo, towels and other bathing utensils in plastic bags, stuffed them into her schoolbag, and carried them into the classroom.
The opaque plastic bag he used was put into the table hole after he got his seat, so even if Yingjiao was at the same table as him, he didn't find it.
Until the end of the third get out of class, Wu Weicheng yelled loudly in the classroom: "Hurry up after class is over later! I think there will be a lot of people in the bathhouse today."
A few boys responded sparingly, and Jing Ci also nodded.
At that time, Yingjiao and He Porridge were returning from outside.
Seeing this scene, the smile on Yingjiao's lips gradually disappeared.
He looked at He Porridge expressionlessly: "Am I hallucinating, or are they drifting away? What are they asking to resign?"
He Porridge was hairy all over his body, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said awkwardly, "Wash, take a bath?"
He wanted to wink at Wu Weicheng, but instead of looking at him, Wu Weicheng ran to Jing Ci's side, and said happily, "I brought a bath towel, and I will help you rub your back when the time comes."
Jing Ci pointed to his table hole: "I brought it too, so I'll rub it for you too."
Yingjiao sneered, walked over and pushed Wu Weicheng aside.
Wu Weicheng was furious, and was about to lose his temper when he saw that it was him, and immediately ran back to his seat in despair.
Yingjiao breathed a sigh of relief, trying to calm himself down: "Don't go with them, brother will take you out to wash tomorrow."
Jing Ci shook his head, and turned over a page in the Mathematical Olympiad book in his hand: "It's already agreed."
Yingjiao was so angry that he wanted to pinch his face twice.
I'm so courageous, I can take a bath with a group of wild men today, what about tomorrow? What can he do tomorrow
Yingjiao gritted his teeth lightly, very good, it's not his fault, these people forced him...
Wu Weicheng, who was lying on the table, felt a chill on his back inexplicably. He raised his head and looked at it blankly, then stretched out his hand and scratched twice indifferently, and continued to lie down again.