Jing Ci reflexively wanted to ask something serious, but in a blink of an eye, he suddenly remembered that Ying Jiao had told him that he was not allowed to change clothes in front of Li Zhou, otherwise he would have to show him some color.
Similar context, similar sentence patterns.
Jing Cifu understood it in his heart.
He glanced at Xiao Leyue in front of him in embarrassment, walked to a store with few people in his face, and said in a low voice, "You, don't get me wrong, Teacher Zhao was worried that I would go out by myself, so I asked Brother Xiao to lead me the way. "
Yingjiao raised his eyes, and Zheng Que handed him a cigarette. This time he didn't refuse, he lit up the cigarette, took a puff, and sniffed while biting the cigarette: "Why didn't he bring it himself? He asked someone... Hey, I just found out, why are these teachers in supernormal classes so lazy."
He didn't want to restrict Jing Ci's freedom, and he wouldn't care if he changed to anyone else tonight.
But Xiao Leyue alone can't.
Jing Ci likes mathematics so much, and suddenly put a person who is good at mathematics next to him, who is he to blame
Even though he knew in his heart that Jing Ji and Xiao Leyue could not have anything, but he just couldn't bear it.
Yingjiao took a deep breath, cursed in his heart, and continued: "Be obedient, tell me what book you want to buy, I will buy it for you here, and go back to the hotel now."
Jing Ci hesitated for a moment. He didn't want to make Yingjiao unhappy, but many exercise books in Yangcheng were not available in Donghai Province.
"I..." He held the phone a little away from his ears, looked at the time, and discussed with Yingjiao in a friendly voice: "Is it okay to go for fifteen minutes? I'll leave when I make a choice."
Yingjiao's heart softened suddenly, Jing Ci was really too obedient. It wouldn't be too much for someone else to yell or curse at me tonight, but Jing Ci didn't.
Even in order to take care of his own feelings, he even fixed the time to go to the bookstore.
But Yingjiao still doesn't understand what kind of book is worth his persistence.
He crushed the cigarette butt and threw it in the trash can. Holding the mobile phone in one hand, reaching into the pocket with the other to touch the candy: "What book do you want to buy? Especially important?"
Jing Ci hummed: "The exercise book in your hand is no longer applicable, you have to get a new batch."
Yingjiao's breath was suffocated, and he couldn't say anything for a moment.
Buy yourself an exercise book, Jing Ci is to buy an exercise book for yourself...
He closed his eyes, calmed down the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, go. I won't delay you. Send me a message when you arrive at the hotel."
Jing Ci asked uncertainly: "Then are you still angry?"
"It doesn't matter whether you are angry or not," Yingjiao chuckled, glanced at He Porridge and the three beside him, walked a little farther, and finally waved: "Anyway, sooner or later, I have to fight hard with you."
Jing Ci's ears were red now, his head was smoking, and he stammered: "Hang up, hang up..."
Yingjiao kissed him through the microphone: "Yes."
After hanging up the phone, Yingjiao leaned against the wall with a smile on his face, as if the sour person just now was not him.
He Porridge and the others stared dumbfounded at this series of changes. The soot accumulated for a long time and they forgot to play.
Zheng Que remembers whether to eat or not, forgetting the fear of being dominated by Xiu Enai all those years, he took the initiative to say: "Brother Jiao, are you going to practice face-changing?"
One second it was still a storm, and the next second it was suddenly sunny.
"Don't look at me from the perspective of your singles, okay? You can't possibly understand." Yingjiao pursed his lips, and glanced at Zheng Que and the others in a good mood: "Do you know what Jing Ci is doing now?"
"Going to the bookstore?" Zheng Que and the others were just beside them, and they also listened to a sentence or two inadvertently.
What's there to show off? Zheng Que didn't believe it. If someone dares to buy him an exercise book, he can rush up and fight that person for 300 rounds!
"Yes," Yingjiao lifted his lips: "He, two days before the exam, when the teacher didn't let me go out, went to the bookstore to buy exercise books for me."
"Do you know what this means?"
"Forget it, judging by your IQ, it doesn't seem like you understand, let me explain to you."
"Me, in his mind, is more important than the competition. Understand?"
He Congee: "..."
He Porridge couldn't stand it anymore, and sneered: "Oh, so it's natural for you to eat soft rice."
"That's right," Yingjiao nodded generously and admitted, "I've had a bad stomach since I was a child, and I was born to eat Jingci's soft rice."
He Porridge Zheng Que Peng Chengcheng: "..."
He Porridge exhaled two puffs of smoke from his nostrils, extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, then turned and left angrily.
If he pays attention to this shameless person again, he will broadcast live and chop him up! !
On the other side, in the bookstore, with the help of Xiao Leyue, Jing Ci quickly picked out a few exercise books suitable for Yingjiao from dozens of exercise books, and went to the front desk to check out.
His hands are tight now, and he has to calculate the price in his heart every day when he buys a meal, and he is very willing to spend money on Yingjiao.
As long as he thinks it is suitable, he will buy it without even looking at the price.
"You..." Xiao Leyue looked at him with complicated emotions, and gently reminded: "Are you buying so many exercise books?"
Can this gift really be given away after returning home instead of being broken up
"Yeah." Jing Ci nodded, and said meticulously: "I think it's all good."
Is this how young people fall in love now
Xiao Leyue was puzzled, and couldn't help but conduct some self-reflection in her heart. It seems that there is a reason why I am single, why don't I give a copy of "Lecture 18 of Advanced Mathematics" to the little beauty in the yard next time
After paying the money, Jing Ci went back to the hotel without further delay. After thanking Xiao Leyue and saying hello to Teacher Zhao, he went back to the room.
A good night's sleep.
The next day was the reporting day for the winter camp. Mr. Zhao was the team leader of Donghai Province this year, so he went to the front desk to handle registration, payment and other related matters.
In fact, there was nothing important on this day. The organizer also took into account that the contestants were from all over the world, so they gave them a day to get used to it.
In the evening, Zhao Feng had a meeting with other team leaders in the conference hall of the hotel, and got the schedule and other relevant materials.
"Go back and go to bed early, don't look at your phone." After explaining the daily arrangement to Jing Ci and the others in detail, Zhao Feng put down the form filled with markings in his hand, and said: "Don't read the book, anyway, it's all like this , the test is over."
He took a focused look at Zhou Chao and Jiang Chong, who had been acting a little anxious since just now, and continued: "Tomorrow morning is the opening ceremony, let's take a look at the examination room by the way, this afternoon..."
Having said that, Zhao Feng paused for a while, and laughed at himself: "There is a free exchange meeting in the afternoon, but it has nothing to do with us."
The three of Jing Ci were puzzled and raised their eyes to look at him.
"The relatively strong provinces and players' colleges and universities are well aware of their main goals. As for our Donghai Province... you should just watch the excitement. Listen to the presentation of Tsinghua University and Peking University, and learn about their majors by the way. Good for you."
Donghai Province played soy sauce in the finals, which is already the default thing in the whole country, so colleges and universities basically don't pay attention to them. Other provinces are also looking forward to communicating with provinces stronger than themselves, so naturally they will not come to people from Donghai Province.
The three of Jing Ci nodded in complex mood, and went back to their rooms to sleep.
The opening ceremony of the winter camp was held in the new campus of Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School. The banner of the mathematics winter camp was drawn up at the school gate early on, and there were many students in uniform standing, responsible for pointing and leading the way for the contestants.
Putting on the player's identification card for identification, Jing Ji and the others got off the bus arranged by the organizer.
The crowd at the school gate is full of people. Although there are quite a few students leading the way, they are still too busy. Zhao Feng's eyes were sharp, and he watched the contestants in front of him being sent off in a ceremony, and quickly trotted over.
Jing Ci stood where he was, staring fixedly at the huge stone tablet engraved with "Yangcheng No. 1 Middle School" on the left. For some reason, he felt a familiar feeling in his heart.
It's as if... I have been here before.
"Brother Ci, Brother Ci?!" Zhou Chao called him several times, but he didn't respond, so he couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Let's go."
Jing Ci suddenly came back to his senses: "Okay."
He put the weird feeling in his heart behind him, stretched out his hand to straighten the player card on his chest, and followed Zhao Feng's footsteps.
"I didn't expect you to be nervous." Zhou Chao leaned into his ear and said with a smile, "I really thought you didn't feel anything."
Jing Ci smiled and didn't explain.
This time, more than 600 people participated in the mathematics winter camp from all over the country.
The organizers did their homework and the order was maintained very well. At half past eight, the opening ceremony started on time.
Before the opening ceremony, there were speeches from all parties, and there was nothing to see. Zhou Chao was so drowsy that he almost leaned on Jing Ci's shoulder. It wasn't until the later art show started that a beautiful lady appeared, and he wiped his saliva and sat up straight.
However, at this moment, Jing Ci was not in the mood to watch the performance at all, and his head started to hurt again.
This time the pain was worse than the previous few times, as if an electric drill was drilling desperately in his brain, causing his temples to throb, and his head was about to explode.
His face was pale, and cold sweat kept dripping down. He had to squeeze his fist tightly to keep himself from moaning.
In a daze, he remembered the agreement he made with Yingjiao the day before yesterday.
"From now on, tell me every time you have a headache, whether I'm by your side or not."
He didn't want Yingjiao to worry, but they made an agreement...
After hesitating for a long time, Jing Ji still gritted his teeth and took out his phone, resisting the trembling of his fingers, and sent Yingjiao a WeChat message.
It happened to be the end of get out of class at the moment, Jing Ci was not around, Yingjiao was so bored that he panicked, and was browsing the forum in his seat.
[The exam starts tomorrow, I don't know what will happen to Brother Ci's grades.]
[Let's make a bet, bet on whether Brother Ci can enter the national training team!]
[Don't bet, don't bet! Let my male god take the exam quietly, okay? It's okay not to enter, after all, the level of competition in our province is like this, no one can blame it, it's better to enter, please don't put too much pressure on him.]
[Upstairs +1.]
[Speaking of which, will our school still hold competition classes next year? Why do I feel that this matter is a bit suspenseful, except for Brother Ci and the three of them, it has been a long time since the competition class has attended class.]
[Probably not, canceling the competition for extra points in the college entrance examination, and no one can enter the national training team, there is no need to waste time and effort. How many years did it take for such a promising Jingci to come out, and they are still self-taught.]
[Hahahahaha, suddenly there is a faint irony.]
Seeing these praises of Jing Ci, Yingjiao was in a great mood, and was about to continue scrolling down when he received a message from Jing Ci.
Yingjiao pursed his lips tightly, he sneered, and looked back at Peng Chengcheng: "Old Peng, ask Qiao Anyan what he is doing now."
Qiao Anyan was also watching the forum, but he didn't use his own mobile phone, but his deskmate's.
After the discovery of his sexual orientation, Qiao Anyan's parents became more strict with him, forbidding him to bring his mobile phone to school.
The screen was full of posts related to Jing Ci, Qiao Anyan's eyes were red when he saw it.
He really hated Jing Ci so much that he wished he would die immediately.
To be admired and watched by everyone; to become the hope of the entire school and even the entire province; to have a close relationship with Yingjiao...
This man easily realized his ideals and got everything he could have wished for.
On the other hand, he is obviously the proud son of heaven in the new life, but he is still struggling in the same place, and can only watch someone like Jing Ci skyrocket.
Qiao Anyan threw the phone to his deskmate, and the evil thoughts in his heart became more and more serious.
If there is no Jing Ci, if everything he has now becomes his own...
In Class Seven classroom, Peng Chengcheng's phone vibrated. He looked down and said to Yingjiao, "My friend said he was browsing the forum just now, and now he's sleeping on the table."
Brush the forum...
Yingjiao lowered his eyes, so seeing the posts related to Jing Ci and having bad thoughts about Jing Ci caused Jing Ci a headache
Yingjiao sneered, stood up abruptly, strode out of the classroom, and even ignored Zheng Que asking him where he was going.
Soon, Yingjiao arrived at the door of Class 11's classroom. He casually pulled a person over and said calmly, "Call Qiao Anyan out."
The man staggered from being pulled, and was about to lose his temper when he looked up to see Yingjiao, and suddenly withered. Nodding timidly, he hurried into the classroom: "Qiao Anyan, Brother Jiao, Brother Jiao is looking for you."
If Yingjiao came to him in the past, Qiao Anyan would definitely leave immediately. But now... Qiao Anyan swallowed, feeling a little panicked, he wasn't ready to face Yingjiao yet.
Why did Yingjiao ask him about the Yangcheng Olympics that day
Did he know his secret, or is he just like himself...
Qiao Anyan dawdled for a long time but didn't come out. Yingjiao couldn't wait any longer, so he walked into Class 11 and dragged him out.
The classroom that was still noisy just now fell silent for an instant. The students in Class 11 all stared wide-eyed in fright, and no one dared to stand up to stop him.
"You, what are you doing..." Qiao Anyan was a little shy in addition to being frightened.
His legs were a little weak when he was touched by Yingjiao, and he struggled meaningfully at first, but later he wished that his whole body could be attached to Yingjiao's body.
Yingjiao dragged him into the corridor, met his sticky eyes, and immediately frowned in disgust.
He fixedly glanced at Qiao Anyan for a few times, and raised his hand in his implicitly expectant eyes—
Then it hit him hard on the back of the neck.
After Yingjiao's mother passed away, his grandfather took him to the military camp for special training. Not to mention Qiao Anyan, a weak chicken, suddenly, Teacher Liu's physique has to kneel.
Qiao Anyan didn't even have time to protest, and passed out directly.
Still can't cure this force
Yingjiao glanced down at the pile on the ground and sneered.
Would it be a great mental attack? Knocked out to see how he still acts like a demon.
He took out his mobile phone, leaned on the window sill, and sent Jing Ci a WeChat message—
[Jiao]: Are you feeling better
Jing Ci was struggling with a headache, but he didn't expect the pain to stop suddenly. He felt it carefully, and immediately replied to Yingjiao——
[Scene]: It doesn't hurt anymore, it's fine now, don't worry.
It seems to work.
Yingjiao straightened up, and Qiao Anyan, who was still in a coma regardless, swayed slowly towards Class 7, while replying to Jing Ci—
[Jiao]: That's good.
[Proud]: You can take the exam at ease.
Want to play tricks behind the scenes and hinder Jing Ci's competition
Hehe—after a few days of the test, the dog will faint for a few days.