Thanks to Yingjiao, the Ping An fruit that Jing Ci received was cleaned up, leaving only the one he gave.
Yingjiao was very satisfied with the result. When he was tired from doing the questions, he occasionally glanced into Jing Ci's table hole, and he was motivated to continue doing it.
After lunch, Jing Ci was watching the Mathematical Olympiad in his seat, Ying Jiao peeled off a piece of coconut candy, and just stuffed it into his mouth, Teacher Liu suddenly came in.
The noisy class fell silent for an instant. He Porridge, Zheng Que, and the others were looking at their mobile phones. They tucked their mobile phones into their sleeves in fright, and secretly prayed that Teacher Liu didn't see them.
Fortunately for them, Teacher Liu didn't pay attention to them at all, and went straight to Yingjiao as soon as he entered the door, and knocked on his desktop with a serious face: "Come with me."
Yingjiao threw the candy wrappers into the trash can, stood up and said, "I obey."
Teacher Liu did not take him to the office, but went to the corner at the end of the corridor, looked around to see if there was no one, and took out a piece of light blue letter paper from his trouser pocket.
Seeing this, Yingjiao raised his eyebrows: "You still have a daughter?"
Teacher Liu didn't understand what he meant for a while, and frowned, "What?"
Yingjiao pointed to the letter paper in his hand and smiled: "Didn't you send me a love letter for your daughter?"
Teacher Liu:"… "
Teacher Liu was so angry that his face was livid: "Do you think the whole world has a crush on you?"
Yingjiao fiddled with the coconut sugar in his mouth with the tip of his tongue, leaning lazily on the protruding window sill: "Yes."
Teacher Liu couldn't bear it any longer, he gave him a blow on the head, and said in a cold voice, "I don't have time to talk to you! I have something serious to talk to you about."
"You say."
Teacher Liu handed him the letter paper, and said with a dark face, "Look at this."
"What is it?" Yingjiao wondered, opened the letter paper and read it at a glance.
Yingjiao was dumbfounded, this is a love letter, or a love letter addressed to him.
"What's the matter between you and that Qiao Anyan?" Teacher Liu patted the window sill, wanting to raise his voice but afraid of being heard, suppressing the fire and whispering: "All the love letters have been sent to me!"
The peace fruit that Qiao Anyan gave Yingjiao was placed on the top of the box by Jing Ci.
Yingjiao and Zheng Que went to the office to distribute the Ping An fruit, and of course Teacher Liu was the first one to give it. So, the last Ping An fruit, together with the love letter inside, was sent to Mr. Liu.
"What's none of my business?" Yingjiao sneered, "I didn't write to him."
Yingjiao crumpled up the letter paper without mercy and stuffed it into his trouser pocket: "Why did you go there?"
"It's in the safe fruit you gave me!" Mr. Liu followed his words subconsciously and walked away, then came back to his senses and asked, "Are you two okay?"
Teacher Liu has been teaching for so many years, and he always prevents boys and girls from falling in love early. This is the first time he has encountered a boy writing a love letter to a boy.
He thought about it all morning, drank two big bottles of chrysanthemum tea in anxiety, and even thought about the worst result. The history of the search engine on his phone was all similar to "what should I do if I find out that the student is gay?", "gay Can it be changed?", "Should we sternly reprimand or gently appease gay students?", such questions.
Waiting to see what appeared in the relevant content A certain student committed suicide by jumping off a building, cutting his wrists, and taking sleeping pills because of his different sexual orientation and being discriminated against by his teachers and classmates. Teacher Liu was frightened into a cold sweat, and immediately dismissed the idea of notifying the head teacher of Class 11 immediately, and decided to talk to Yingjiao first.
"What could be the matter?" Ying Jiao mocked, "If it wasn't for Jing Ci, I wouldn't even know who he is."
Because Qiao Anyan had fought with Jing Ci, Yingjiao specially asked Zheng Que to take him to see Qiao Anyan's appearance. That was the time when Yingjiao discovered that the person who sprinkled water on him after the midterm exam and insisted on doing his laundry was Qiao Anyan.
And now...
Yingjiao lowered his eyes and sneered, so this guy did it on purpose last time he sprinkled water
"That's good, that's good," Teacher Liu heaved a sigh of relief, pinched his temples: "This matter... just pretend you don't know about this matter, and don't spread it out, okay?"
"I have a measure."
Yingjiao responded, and was about to ask if he was okay, but suddenly found something wrong.
He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Teacher Liu: "You said this love letter was stuffed in the package of Ping An Guo?"
"Yes," Teacher Liu said speechlessly, "I don't know what you children are thinking about every day..."
Yingjiao suddenly smiled.
That box was full of Ping An Fruits given to Jing Ci by others, how could one get mixed in and given to him
Did you accidentally put it in? After all, the two of them are sitting at the same table, so it's normal for things to be misplaced.
But there is a very small possibility...
Thinking of that possibility, Yingjiao slowly raised his lips.
When Teacher Liu saw him laughing all of a sudden, the alarm bells rang out in his heart. Could he not understand the character of his own student
Teacher Liu was afraid that Yingjiao would be aroused by him, so he desperately went to try with the boy, and couldn't help but asked again: "Are you and Qiao Anyan okay? There won't be any in the future?"
"What are you thinking?" Yingjiao was helpless.
For some reason, he was born with an inexplicable disgust towards Qiao Anyan, and he said mercilessly: "His brain is full of pitfalls, as if he had been exposed to nuclear radiation. I felt that he was going to be polluted at a glance. Don't tell me to take him in."
Teacher Liu:"… … … "
Teacher Liu really believed Yingjiao's words now.
He waved his hand to signal Yingjiao to go back, and said, "Call Jing Ci over for me."
Yingjiao frowned: "What does it have to do with him?"
"It's not about this, it's about the competition."
"Okay." Yingjiao nodded and agreed: "Then I'll go back first."
The big stone in Teacher Liu's heart was completely dropped, and he decided to tactfully mention this matter to the head teacher of Class 11 later. He can only go so far. As for how the head teacher of the eleventh class will deal with it, it is not up to him to decide.
Teacher Liu was so relaxed that he lost his vigilance. He didn't think about it carefully, if he was a real straight man, how could it be Yingjiao's reaction when he heard that a boy wrote a love letter to him.
After a while, Jing Ci came over.
"Teacher, you are looking for me."
"Well," Teacher Liu looked at Jing Ci, and his tone was much softer than when he was facing Yingjiao: "Teacher wants to tell you something."
He considered his tone: "Don't be excited or angry after you hear it."
Jing Ji's heart tightened, and he subconsciously wondered if there was something wrong with the Jing family. He nodded slowly: "Speak."
"Starting from next year, the Ministry of Education will completely cancel the policy of bonus points for the Olympiad of the college entrance examination." Teacher Liu's face was both angry and regretful: "It is estimated that the news will be sent out tomorrow, so don't be reconciled. If you are unlucky, you will catch up At this point, none of us can do anything."
After getting the news from the principal in the morning, Teacher Liu was in a daze for several minutes. The matter of canceling the extra points for the Mathematics Olympiad in the college entrance examination has been clamored for so many years before, but there is no result. No one thought that it would be implemented at this time.
If put in the original, this has nothing to do with Teacher Liu. But it's different now, their class has a scene, this kid is gnawing on the Mathematical Olympiad book after class for the sake of the competition, how can he collapse when he hears the news
Teacher Liu was also angry, but in front of Jing Ci, he had to try to be calmer, so as not to aggravate Jing Ci's negative emotions.
However, to the surprise of Mr. Liu, Jing Ji just froze for a moment, and then said: "Okay, I see." There was no more to say.
No collapse, no sadness, no shock, just such a simple sentence, but it made Teacher Liu even more worried.
Jing Ci had a lot of thoughts in the first place, and he looked calm on the surface, but in fact, he didn't know how to turn the world upside down. Just hold it in like this, what if something goes wrong
Teacher Liu worried: "You don't need to hide it in front of the teacher. The teacher knows how you feel. If you have any ideas, tell the teacher. The teacher is your most loyal audience."
"Thank you, I'm really fine." Jing Ci smiled at Teacher Liu with a warm heart.
He learns Mathematical Olympiad purely for interest, and the extra points are just icing on the cake, and if he doesn't have them, it won't break his heart.
Teacher Liu asked again uncertainly: "You really don't care?"
Jing Ci nodded, and said firmly: "If I don't add the 20 points, I can still get good grades in the exam."
Teacher Liu was taken aback for a moment, and then slapped Jing Ci on the shoulder twice: "What a boy! You are indeed my student."
When Jing Ci returned to the classroom, the lunch break bell hadn't rang yet. Yingjiao was already doing the papers spontaneously, with a faint smile on his face, and he looked in a good mood.
Seeing him come back, Yingjiao put down his pen and asked, "What does Lao Liu want you for?"
"Tell me about the abolishment of the bonus points for the Mathematical Olympiad in the college entrance examination next year." Jing Ci sat down and answered calmly.
"What?" Yingjiao's good mood suddenly disappeared, he looked at Jing Ci, and was rarely at a loss for words: "Then what should you do?"
"It's okay, I didn't go for the 20 points." Jing Ci opened the Mathematical Olympiad book and smiled: "It's better if you have it, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it."
Ying Jiao carefully looked at Jing Ci's face, and saw that he really didn't care too much, so he was relieved.
It was he who underestimated Jing Ci.
Although Jing Ci always blush when he teased her, she was never weak in her heart, on the contrary she was very strong, able to calmly bear no matter what kind of pressure she faced.
No extra points, what is it
His little classmate didn't need extra points for being the first in the exam.
But once interrupted by this incident, Yingjiao had to terminate the original plan because of Ping An Guo who wanted to set up a speech.
I can only regretfully keep this matter in my heart, and ask again when I have a chance in the future.
The next day, the college entrance examination canceled the policy of adding points to the Mathematical Olympiad, which really caused an uproar in the school.
Many students in the competition class couldn't accept it. After studying so hard for so many years, the Ministry of Education canceled it as soon as it said it would be cancelled. There was no sign of it. Who can bear it
Yes, Austrian mathematics is good, maybe you can skip the college entrance examination and go directly to the independent enrollment of colleges and universities. But to achieve this level, it is impossible to only win the first prize at the provincial level, at least to be able to reach the finals and win the third grade of the country.
But every year, almost a thousand people win the provincial first prize in the National Mathematical League. Among the thousand people, only about two hundred can enter the final.
It is not an exaggeration to say that thousands of troops cross the single-plank bridge.
What's more, Donghai Province is a weak province in the competition, and the people who can enter the finals every year can be counted on one hand.
All of a sudden, various discussion posts emerged on the forum one after another, and everyone was in no mood to study. The people in the original competition class exploded, and several high school seniors who had won prizes and were preparing to add points even collapsed.
The students were agitated, and the teacher couldn't comfort them.
The school had no choice but to suspend the evening self-study for the second period for the first time, and dismissed the students after only one period.
"Little classmate," Ying Jiao watched Jing Ci pack his things in his schoolbag, and asked him, "How are you doing tonight?"
Jing Ci thought for a while and said, "Eat a safe fruit, then sleep."
Yingjiao laughed: "Is it that simple?"
Jing Ci asked suspiciously: "Otherwise?"
Yingjiao stood up, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Brother will take you out to play, will you go?"
It's true to want to spend Christmas Eve with Jing Ci, and it's true to want him to relax.
Jing Ci was too tense, so forget about the usual studies and math competitions, and help other students with lectures in their spare time. Even the holidays were basically spent in self-study for various reasons.
It just so happened that the college entrance examination was cancelled, and Yingjiao wanted to make him happy.
"Go out?" Jing Ji was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "The school doesn't let boarding students go out at night."
"It's okay." Yingjiao took the schoolbag in his hand and rubbed it on his head: "Today there is only one evening self-study, and it's not yet half past nine. Let's go out for a while, and then have a meal." Supper, just be back before eleven o'clock."
Jing Ci didn't want to do something that violated the school rules.
But Yingjiao said again: "Today is Christmas Eve, there may be colorful lights hanging on the street, which is quite beautiful."
Jing Ci hesitated for a while: "You... Do you really want to play?"
Yingjiao fiddled with the lighter in his hand, and laughed: "No."
Jing Ci asked again: "Then how do we get out?"
"You forget that the guard is familiar with me?" Yingjiao pulled him out of the seat, and smiled: "Just say hello to him."
Jing Ji was still a little hesitant, and reconfirmed: "Can we be back before eleven o'clock?"
"Don't worry." Yingjiao reached out and turned off the lights in the classroom, and closed the door: "When did brother lie to you?"
The rare chance of being exempted from the second quarter's evening self-study, even if the shadow of the college entrance examination canceling the Mathematical Olympiad points is still there, the students are very excited.
At this moment, the entire third floor was empty, and the students had already run away, leaving only the two of them in the entire corridor.
Under the warm yellow light, as soon as Jing Ci raised his head, he met Yingjiao's smiling eyes.
His heartbeat was a little fast, and he curled his fingertips uncontrollably.
Today is Christmas Eve, Yingjiao wants to play...
Two worlds, Yingjiao is the best person for him. He has nothing to repay Yingjiao, so let him do what he wants.
If you get caught, just say you want to go. Fortunately, I got the first place in the monthly exam, so I have a talisman.
"Go." Jing Ci lowered his eyes: "We won't go far."
Yingjiao looked at his thick and slender eyelashes, and felt so soft in his heart: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
It was the first time he did such an outrageous thing, Jing Ji felt a little uncomfortable, and when he arrived at the security booth, he subconsciously took a step towards Yingjiao.
In the pavilion was indeed the uncle guard from last time. Yingjiao said a few words, and he let him go.
"Don't be too late, come back early." The uncle got a half-bloomed rose from nowhere, and put it in a vase, and said: "I will change shift at ten thirty."
Yingjiao immediately understood his subtext and smiled at him: "Understood, thank you uncle."
The two walked out of the school smoothly.
They only have an hour and a half to walk around the school.
Yingjiao looked at the time, turned to Jing Ci and said, "Go to the video game city? Do you like playing?"
Jing Ci paused slightly, then nodded slightly: "I like it."
Yingjiao noticed his strangeness, thought he didn't like it, and said: "Still hiding with me? If you don't like it, we can find another place."
"No." Jing Ji didn't want him to misunderstand, so he had to tell the truth: "I haven't been there."
Yingjiao's breath was suffocated, how could Jing Ci never even go to the video game city...
Was his family not in good condition before
Yingjiao didn't dare to think deeply about Jing Ci's past, worried that he would lose his composure and spoil the fun, so he exhaled slowly and said with a smile: "Then let's go to the video game city."
"it is good."
There is a department store near the provincial experiment, and the fifth floor is a movie theater and a small video game mall.
Today is Christmas Eve, and most of the couples have gone to date in more romantic places, but there are not many people in places like the video game city.
Yingjiao changed the game coins, and introduced the types of games to Jing Ci while walking: "There are whack-a-mole and doll-catching games over there, racing cars next to them, and shooting games in front. Which one do you want to play?"
Considering that Jing Ci had never played before, Yingjiao suggested: "How about we fight a gopher first?"
Jing Ci shook his head: "Let's play shooting."
Yingjiao blew a whistle: "Sure, my little classmate, my personality is quite wild, so let's go shoot."
The row of shooting machines was empty. Yingjiao chose a two-player game, invested some game coins, exchanged four guns, and taught Jingci how to play.
Jing Ci's learning ability is very strong, and this game is simple, so he can get started quickly.
Men love adventure in their bones. In the past, Jing Ci has been suppressing his own nature, but shooting things can most stimulate blood.
Jing Ci was carrying a gun, his eyes were fixed on the screen, and he fired from time to time, apparently already invested in it.
The central air conditioner was turned on in the shopping mall, and the temperature was moderate. Jing Ci's movements were a little loud, and a little sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously, and the black hair on his forehead was slightly wet. His face was slightly flushed from excitement, and he looked a little more youthful than usual.
He killed a zombie with one shot, and turned his head to look at Yingjiao with bright eyes.
"Beautiful." Yingjiao followed closely, adjusted the angle, and knocked down a zombie with a bang: "Continue."
Although the two have never played together, they have a good understanding. One person guarded one direction, and kept shooting the zombies that rushed up.
At the end of a game, he unexpectedly got a high score.
"Wow, not bad." Yingjiao clapped Jing Ci's hand, clasped Jing Ci's hand for a while, and then let go: "Sure enough, it's the officially recognized cp. It's just such a tacit understanding. Let's do it again?"
The excitement on Jing Ci's body hadn't faded, his fingertips trembled slightly, he selectively ignored Yingjiao's previous sentence, and nodded.
At the end of the second round, the scores of the two were a little higher than the first round. Jing Ci looked at the screen regretfully: "I almost killed that zombie, otherwise the score would be higher."
Seeing him obsessed with scoring points, Yingjiao held back a smile and handed him a glass of orange juice: "Drink some."
When Jing Ci came back to his senses, he felt that he was indeed a little thirsty. He looked at Yingjiao embarrassedly: "When did you buy it?"
"I told the waiter over there when I went to the toilet just now, and he brought it here." Yingjiao lowered his head and took a sip, frowning deliberately: "What the hell, why is it so sour?"
Jing Ci said in surprise: "I don't feel sour, it's quite delicious."
"Impossible." Yingjiao said decisively: "Or your cup tastes different from mine."
"Probably not?" Jing Ji was puzzled: "They are all made by the same family."
"It's definitely different." Yingjiao reached out and took Jingci's orange juice: "If you don't believe me, I'll taste yours."
He lowered his head and took a sip: "Sure enough, your cup is sweeter than mine."
"Really?" Jing Ci was a little unconvinced, he didn't think much, took a sip from Yingjiao's cup, and felt it carefully: "It's almost the same."
"I think it's much worse." Yingjiao bit Jingci's straw and laughed coquettishly: "Or there is something special in your mouth, why don't you let me taste it too?"
Jing Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then his face turned red. He turned his head in embarrassment, and said indiscriminately: "Play, play a game."
Yingjiao took advantage of the verbal advantage and was satisfied. He didn't tease Jing Ci any more, raised his gun and said, "Come on, let me show you my marksmanship again."
The two of them played until after ten o'clock, and the mall was almost closed, so they left.
Yingjiao bought a large portion of oden from the 24-hour convenience store nearby, held it in his hand, and asked Jing Ci, "Which one do you want?"
"Tofu."
Yingjiao took the piece of tofu in his hand, and when Jing Ji reached out to pick it up, he dodged it.
Jing Ci looked at him suspiciously: "What's wrong?"
As the New Year approaches, the banyan trees on both sides of the street are covered with small red lanterns, shining brightly, hitting Yingjiao's handsome face, making him look more lazy and cynical.
He looked sideways at Jing Ci, and lazily said, "I'll give it to you, brother shouting."
Jing Ji glared at him, did not speak, and continued to walk forward.
Yingjiao walked on two long legs, followed him a step behind, and said thoughtfully: "You don't want to be called brother, because you want to call him something else? Yes, after all, she is a little wife, so she has to be called..."
Jing Ji turned his head suddenly, gritted his teeth and interrupted him: "Who are you, you..."
You have been talking for a long time, but you didn't say the last three words.
Yingjiao looked at his flushed cheeks, and smiled lowly, guessing that the tofu was almost no longer hot, and brought it to his lips: "Eat it."
Jing Ci opened his mouth reflexively, and then he realized that the two of them were in a posture as if Yingjiao was feeding him. He hastily avoided Yingjiao's hand, took the sign and held it himself.
There were no people around the school at night. Apart from the occasional vehicles passing by on the huge street, they were the only two pedestrians.
In front of the small shops on both sides of the street, most of them have a tall or short Christmas tree. There are circles of colored lights on the tree, shining in various colors at night.
Yingjiao and Jing Ci ate oden while walking to school. From time to time, the sound of two people talking in the wind.
"Do you want beef balls or fish eggs?"
"Beef balls."
"I know you like beef balls more than fishy smell?"
"nor."
One after another Christmas trees were left behind by them, getting smaller and smaller until they could not be seen, as if they had spent Christmas year after year hand in hand.
It was exactly half past ten when Ying Jiao and Jing Ci arrived at the school gate. It's a pity that the guard uncle has changed shifts, and now guarding the security booth is a veteran who is known as the killer of skipping classes.
"What should we do?" Jing Ci was a little nervous: "Will he let us in?"
Yingjiao looked at his tense little face, and couldn't help laughing: "Do you dare to jump over the wall?"
Jing Ci was taken aback: "Jump over the wall?"
"Remember where we got the takeaway?" Yingjiao led him to the west: "From there you can jump into the school."
Jing Ji had never done such an outrageous thing since he was a child, and he said without confidence: "I... try."
Yingjiao stood outside the wall which was obviously shorter than other places, lowered his head and asked Jing Ci: "Are you afraid?"
I'm not afraid of it, it's just that I can't get past the psychological test.
Jing Ci pursed his lower lip and closed his eyes: "Let's dance."
Yingjiao saw that he looked at death like home, and smiled: "I'll jump first, you watch how I dance, if you think it's not good, don't be brave, you know?"
Jing Ci nodded.
Yingjiao was taken by his grandfather to do special training a few years ago, let alone a low wall, even if it is twice as tall, it can't stop him.
He grasped the protrusion on the wall, using both hands and feet, and quickly flipped over to the other side nimbly.
"Did you see what I did just now?" Yingjiao said to Jing Ci through the wall: "Do you want me to show you another demonstration?"
"No need." Jing Ji didn't want him to jump twice, so he opened his mouth and refused.
He recalled Yingjiao's actions just now, tried his best to find a point of strength, and climbed up unfamiliarly.
"Smart." Yingjiao looked up at him, and praised him without hesitation: "Jump down."
There was a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, and his handsome face looked extraordinarily soft at the moment, making Jing Ci a little absent-minded.
No one has ever cared so much about him, and no one has gone out of his way to take him to the festival...
Seeing that he didn't come down for a long time, Yingjiao thought he was scared. He took two steps forward and said softly, "Don't worry, I promise I won't let you fall, just jump."
Jing Ci came back to his senses, nodded, and jumped off with one hand on the wall.
He had never done this kind of thing before, he was a little unsteady when he landed, he staggered, and just bumped into Yingjiao.
Yingjiao endured it all night, and at this moment he couldn't bear it any longer. He stretched out his arms and hugged him, and asked softly in his ear, "Are you happy today?"
"happy."
"Why are you happy?"
"I did a lot of things I hadn't done before, such as spending Christmas Eve, shooting guns, jumping over walls... It was very fresh and exciting."
Yingjiao laughed and reached out to pat his head.
This little classmate is really easy to satisfy.
Jing Ci didn't push him away, hesitated for a few seconds, and asked Ying Jiao: "Then are you happy today?"
"happy."
Yingjiao lowered his eyes, kissed his hair lightly at a place Jing Ci didn't know, and said with a low smile, "When was I unhappy with you?"