Through the screen, unable to touch or touch, Yingjiao was so distressed that he couldn't do it, he tried to make his voice gentle: "If you insist on being so separated from me, that's fine."
He looked at Jing Ci with a smile: "You help me write notes, make study plans, help me with homework, and buy me study materials..."
"I don't need to tell you how valuable Jingshen's notes are, do you? Do you want me to figure out everything with you?"
Jing Ci's nose was sour, and he shook his head.
"It's okay."
"Don't feel that there is a psychological burden, and don't even think about paying me back."
Yingjiao paused, then smiled relievedly, and for the first time brought up his mother's affairs in front of others: "Don't worry, what we two spend is not my father's money, but our mother's legacy."
Has Yingjiao's mother passed away
Jing Ci's pupils shrank suddenly, and the questions that had always been in his heart were instantly answered.
Why does Yingjiao hate his father so much, why does he live alone...
Jing Ci didn't have a mother himself, so he got used to it after so many years. But when he heard that Yingjiao was the same, he couldn't stand it with distress.
He considered his words in his mind, and asked cautiously, "When is your mother..."
"When I was twelve years old." Yingjiao replied without a moment's pause, and when Jing Ji wanted to say something, he stopped him: "Shh... let's not talk about this today."
"I'll tell you all about it sometime later."
Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Yingjiao leaned against the wall and smiled: "Our mother didn't leave so much money to look good in the bank, but to spend it for her two sons."
"Baby, I know you have to be strong." Yingjiao paused and said softly: "But... try to rely on me a little?"
"After all..." He met Shang Jingci's eyes and said with a smile, "We are a lifetime relationship."
Yingjiao had already discovered that although Jing Ji blushed when he teased her, she was very independent and had a low sense of security.
If you can do your own thing, you must do it yourself. If I can't do it for the time being, I would rather carry it alone than ask others for help.
He made himself invincible, as if he was born without the emotion of weakness. But I don't know, the more he is like this, the more people feel sorry for him.
What happened to Jing Ci's past
Yingjiao unconsciously began to ponder in his heart.
Jing Ci's breath was suffocated, and his eyes were instantly red.
He knew his life experience since he was a child, and knew that he was thrown into the trash can by his biological parents like trash in the cold winter months.
This is true for biological parents, let alone other people.
The children who grew up in the orphanage were precocious, so since he was sensible, Jing Ci never expected to rely on others.
But he met Yingjiao, and Yingjiao treated him so well that he almost forgot the days when he walked alone, and he couldn't wait to walk with this person forever...
"I..." Jing Ji clenched his fists, tried to restrain his emotions, held back for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "I will continue to help you tutor during the winter vacation."
He has nothing to make Ying proud, only to learn this.
"Otherwise?" Yingjiao raised his eyebrows and snorted, "You still want to leave your boyfriend alone and help other people? You have a good idea!"
Knowing that Jing Ji agreed, Ying Jiao was determined.
The two talked for a while, teasing Jing Ji to forget about those heavy things, and Yingjiao hung up the phone with confidence.
When Jing Ci returned to the room, Zhou Chao was sitting on the bed reading a book. He was unexpectedly stimulated by media reports today, and wanted to hug Buddha's feet for the last time.
Seeing Jing Ci coming in, he put down the book and asked, "Brother Ci, who are you calling? Your parents?"
Zhou Chao's straightforward personality, coupled with the fact that he contacted his family when his mentality collapsed in the past few days, made him think that Jing Ci was the same as him.
Jing Ci was startled, then shook his head and said, "No, with friends."
Zhou Chao heard the words, and said casually: "Then your friend cares about you."
The corners of Jing Ci's lips curled up slightly: "Yes."
The relationship with Yingjiao took a small step closer. That night, Jing Ci slept soundly and at ease. The next morning, I entered the examination room with a steady state of mind.
As for the provincial experiment at this time, when Yingjiao stood at the door of Class 11 again, Qiao Anyan completely collapsed.
He didn't know where he had offended Yingjiao, and it was worth his persistent knocking on him every day.
Qiao Anyan felt that everything was messed up in his relived life.
He originally wanted to counterattack and slap his face, get into a good university, and manage his life well. But he didn't have a golden finger, and he wasn't too smart. He had been away from campus for a long time before he was reborn, so he couldn't learn much.
There is also Yingjiao. In his last life, he tried his best to find out that he likes simple-minded people. So he has been creating an appearance of ignorance in front of Yingjiao, but it is of no use at all.
Not only did Yingjiao not have a good impression of him, but he started beating him.
"Did you come out by yourself, or did I drag you out?" Ying Jiao looked at Qiao Anyan expressionlessly, and said indifferently.
Qiao Anyan was trembling, instinctively wanted to escape through the back door, but was afraid of winning pride, so he froze in place for a moment.
Seeing this, Yingjiao frowned, walked into Class Eleven. As soon as Qiao Anyan was dragged out, a loud roar sounded from behind: "Yingjiao! Stop it!"
Teacher Liu had a dark face, and hurriedly ran to this side.
The results of the final exam came out today, and Yingjiao has made great progress. He originally wanted to report him to the school as an inspirational model and give him a certificate or something. Who knew that this little bastard was causing trouble again!
Teacher Liu was panting heavily, wishing he could run to Yingjiao in a second.
Fortunately, he kept an eye out and came to Class 11 for a stroll!
Yingjiao ignored Teacher Liu's roar, and knocked Qiao Anyan unconscious for the third time before he came.
Although Qiao Anyan has the luck of the protagonist, but because it was stolen, it is very unstable, so his golden finger will only work from time to time. It must be continuously learned from other places in order to strengthen and consolidate itself.
After being knocked unconscious the first two times, those lucky people were just restless. And when Yingjiao attacked him for the third time, the restless luck seemed to unravel the shackles that held them in place, disappeared a lot in an instant, and returned to their original owners.
"You..." Panting roughly, Teacher Liu ran to Yingjiao's side, his face livid with anger, he grabbed two students casually and asked them to help Qiao Anyan up, and was really angry for the first time: "So you don't listen Right?! That's good! You stand in the corridor and reflect on me today!"
"When did I know I was wrong, and when will I go back to the classroom!"
If it was any other teacher, Ying Jiaoli would not care about it, but Teacher Liu is different.
He nodded indifferently: "Okay."
Seeing his reckless appearance, Teacher Liu was so angry that his brain ached.
Punish him to write a review? useless.
Call parents? more useless.
He's so thick-skinned that he doesn't even use standing as a punishment!
Teacher Liu took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Yingjiao, I'm not joking with you. It's only three things. If there is another time, just record the major demerit!"
"At that time, there will be stains on your file, whether it will affect your further education, future work, or transfer of account, it will have an impact."
Yingjiao nodded bluntly: "I understand the consequences, don't be angry, it won't happen tomorrow."
Teacher Liu didn't expect him to give in, and he didn't believe it: "Really?"
"Yeah." Yingjiao sneered, looked down at his right hand: "If it wasn't for... I wouldn't be bothered to touch him."
Teacher Liu frowned: "What else? Can't you tell the teacher?"
Yingjiao lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Seeing this, Mr. Liu knew that it would be a waste of time to ask any more questions, so he didn't talk nonsense with him.
In class seven, Yingjiao took a math exercise book from the advanced classroom, and then went to the corridor for punishment.
Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, he took off the pen cap and started to do the questions.
The three of He Porridge followed out, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Jiao, what's going on with you and Qiao Anyan?"
Yingjiao calculated on the draft paper, filled in an answer in the brackets, and replied casually: "Nothing."
Zheng Que was a little unhappy: "Brother Jiao, you don't even give us a proper word now?"
Yingjiao looked up at him, and laughed: "No, you..." He paused, and said with a sneer: "Just think I'm so angry that he can't help it."
"Why?" Zheng Que asked persistently: "What kind of intersection can the two of you have? And you have been staring at him all this time, what's the matter?"
"He..." Yingjiao didn't want them to think too much, and said lightly, "Wrote me a love letter."
"Damn it!" He Porridge was shocked: "It's ok, you kid, even my brother Jiao dares to covet you."
Zheng Que still had the expression of winning arrogance and betraying his buddies just now, but now it immediately turned into anger: "Dare to pry into my brother Ci's corner, are you tired of working? I don't know that our seventh class is dedicated to brother Ci Serving? If I had known earlier, I would have followed him to beat him up."
Yingjiao glanced at him expressionlessly: "I haven't slept yet, and I started dreaming. Jing Ci needs your wholehearted service? Roll as far as I can, he has me enough."
He Porridge Zheng Que Peng Chengcheng: "..."
He Porridge never expected it to be like this, and he could still show off every now and then, so he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said, "Xiu Xiuxiu, let's show off a few."
Yingjiao hooked his lips into a smile: "Yes, Xiu."
He Porridge was stunned, and it took several seconds for him to realize what he meant, and suddenly he said, "You have it, we don't have it?!"
Yingjiao glanced at him thoughtfully.
He Porridge was furious: "What kind of eyes do you have? Tell me clearly! I'm joking with you without panting for two hours at a time?!"
Yingjiao: "Two hours?"
He Congee said loudly and firmly, "Yes! Just ask if you are strong?!"
Yingjiao was surprised: "It takes one hour and fifty-nine minutes to untie your trouser belt? Are you wearing a trouser belt or a chastity belt?"
He Porridge: "..."
He Porridge was so angry that his whole body was shaking, and he rushed up to grab his collar: "Yingjiao!!! You are a bitch!!!"
"You are depraved, don't hurt others, okay?" Yingjiao easily blocked his hand, and flicked the exercise book on the window sill: "Now I am going to start the task assigned to me by Jingci."
He pursed his lips, glanced slowly over He Porridge and the others, and said pitifully, "Poor thing, you don't have a boyfriend to challenge you even if you want to do it."
He Porridge Zheng Que Peng Chengcheng: "..."
Who the hell wants to do the question? ! and also! ! How many of them straight want a fart boyfriend! !
The three of them were so angry that he supported each other and left.
Yingjiao reckoned that they would never want to ask about Qiao Anyan again, so he smiled, bowed his head and continued with the questions.
During the whole morning, Yingjiao was forced to stand outside the door to study by himself, while the teachers announced the results inside the door.
Without any surprises, Jing Ji got the first place in the whole grade again this time, and still got a high score of 747.
Yingjiao's total score is 528, which is an improvement of 40 points from the last time. Except for the English test of 149, other subjects are hovering around the passing line.
As soon as the red list was posted, the Provincial Experimental Forum began to sigh again——
[Seeing the red list, your brother Ci is still your brother Ci.]
[I remember a brother said last time that he can look forward to number one this time, how about this brother? Hahaha.]
[Give your knees to Brother Ci... You haven't studied hard for so long, and you still hang and beat me and all mortals.]
[A male god is a male god! Try to learn from the male god! ! !]
[Those crazy people on the Internet don't know how many points they can get in each exam in reality. What's the matter if you don't enter the national training team with the grade of resigning brother? The top universities in the country can still be picked casually, right?]
[I have already taken photos of the red list, and I am going to go to the Internet to complain. At this time, I must be consistent with the outside world.]
[Don't be discouraged, what if brother Ci joins the training team?]
[It's too difficult to go upstairs... don't dream for now.]
And Jing Ci, who was talked about by everyone, didn't know his final exam results yet. At 12:30, he finished the second test on time, got on the bus when he came, and went back to the hotel.
The second test was much more difficult than the first test, but Jing Ji felt that his second test was better than the first test. Especially after Zhao Feng showed them the answer, this feeling became clearer.
"Okay, don't think about it anymore, anyway, you will get results the day after tomorrow." After eating, Zhao Feng drove them back to the room: "We are on the 2:40 train, go back and pack your things quickly, don't dawdle. Pack up and come Gather at the door of my room and go downstairs to check out together."
Jing Ci and the others nodded and went back to their rooms.
After finishing all the formalities, Zhao Feng took Jing Ci and the others to leave the camp.
As he walked out the hotel door, he looked back one last time.
It's the end of another year's winter camp, and I don't know what their province's results will be this time.
The reporters originally wanted to do their best to interview Jing Ci and ask him if he did well in the exam, and if he was as sure as Zhao Feng that he would enter the national training team.
However, after turning around, they found that the people from Donghai Province had already left.
"They should have seen the comments on the Internet, so they felt guilty."
"I think so too."
"Hey, the team leader of Donghai Province is not good this year. It would be nice to keep a low profile like in previous years."
"Who says it's not, but I'm curious about Jing Ci's score, so I'll inquire about it then."
Even people from other provinces thought so. After all, the news broke out yesterday, and Donghai Province was the first to leave the camp today.
Some sympathetic, some sarcastic, some say they deserve it.
Amidst other people's discussions, Jing Ji and the others boarded the train back.
After all, each of them was carrying big and small bags, and they had been traveling outside for another five days. So Zhao Feng decided to let them not have to go to school today, but go back and rest for a night.
Zhou Chao and Jiang Chong both wanted to go home, and Zhao Feng also wanted to go back. Only Jing Ci said he wanted to go back to school.
"Brother Ci, I won't accept anyone, but you." Zhou Chao sighed with a thumbs up: "With this desperate effort, no wonder I can get such high scores in the test every time."
Just now a teacher sent the results of the three of them to Zhao Feng, and Zhao Feng told them after getting in the car.
Zhou Chao is still the second in the grade, while Jiang Chong has dropped to the seventh in the grade.
Jing Ci smiled at him, but said nothing.
The second test is the same as the first test, and it takes four and a half hours. After such a long period of high concentration, several people were a little tired, and they stopped chatting, and leaned back in their chairs to rest with their eyes closed.
Just one stop away from the destination, Jing Ci woke up, and just after taking a sip of water, the phone suddenly vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was Yingjiao.
[Jiao]: Is the train late
Jing Ci put down the mineral water bottle and replied to him—
[Scene]: No, it's on time.
[Scene]: Are you at home
[Pride]: Not here.
Jing Ci was stunned for a moment. It is a holiday this afternoon. It stands to reason that Yingjiao should be at home. He quickly asked: Didn't you go home
[Jiao]: Well, I'm helping He Congee a favor outside, and I don't have time to eat, it's so annoying.
Busy is busy, how can I not eat. Jing Ci frowned, typing—
[Scene]: Anyway, take some time to eat.
He thought for a while, and added another sentence: How about I help you bring something back? What do you want to eat
The provincial experiment is only half an hour's drive away from the train station, and it is packed tightly, so it is completely feasible to bring a meal.
[Jiao]: Okay, isn’t there a real kung fu shop at the train station? I want to eat his pork rib rice with fragrant sauce, which is not sold around our school.
[Scene]: Alright, I'll buy it back for you.
Twenty minutes later, the train pulled into the station. Jing Ci and the others waited until the people in the carriage had almost left, and then got out of the car with their suitcases.
Jing Ci sent Yingjiao a WeChat message, telling him that he got off the car, and asked him to go back to school as soon as possible. If the weather is cold, if you leave it for too long, the food will not be hot.
Although they went home separately, Zhao Feng was worried about them. He had already agreed to send them to a taxi one by one.
Jing Ci still wanted to buy food, and he didn't want to trouble them to wait for him, so he discussed with Zhao Feng: "Teacher, you don't need to see me off, I want to have dinner at the train station first. There is a direct subway to the school at the station, and I will just take the subway back when the time comes." gone."
Zhao Feng frowned: "Dining at the train station? How expensive is that?"
"I... the restaurant I want to eat is only available at the station." Jing Ji lied unskillfully, and said unnaturally: "Don't worry, I will definitely not run around, and I will go back to school after eating."
It's normal for children to be greedy, and Jing Ci has always performed well, so Zhao Feng agreed after thinking about it. After repeatedly telling him to pay attention to safety, he let him go.
Jing Ci heaved a sigh of relief, got out of the station, searched the location of the restaurant on his mobile phone, and walked over directly.
It's the end of the year now, the train station is very crowded, and even the restaurants are overcrowded. Jing Ci stood at the door of the restaurant, waiting for a few people with large suitcases to walk out before entering.
All he could think about was pork rib rice with spice sauce. He looked up and glanced at the menu above the bar, and locked on a set meal. Just as I was about to walk over to order, I was patted on the shoulder.
Jing Ci turned his head and looked, his eyes widened: "You... why are you here?"
During the few days when Jing Ci was away, Yingjiao was thinking about him. Now that I finally saw someone, I couldn't bear it any longer. I pulled him to a corner and pressed him into my arms: "You come back today, where am I if I'm not here?"
He stretched out his hand and rubbed Jing Ci's hair, remembering that this is the station, he let him go quickly, and said with a light smile, "You really think I'm looking for He Porridge? Are you stupid?"
Jing Ji's heart beat so fast that it almost burst into his chest.
His throat was tight and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter a word.
Yingjiao came to pick him up, he came to pick him up...
"Let's go," Yingjiao took the luggage in his hand, and said with a smile, "little classmate, come home with me?"
Jing Ci calmed down for a moment, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and nodded slightly.
Yingjiao just couldn't stand his obedient appearance, he was very itchy, hated that there were too many people here, he couldn't even hold a small hand.
He took a deep breath, tried to throw out the messy things in his mind, and asked Jing Ci: "Are you not used to staying in a hotel these days?"
"No." Jing Ji shook his head, afraid that Yingjiao would worry about him, and tried his best to describe the advantages of that hotel: "The environment is very good, the rooms are clean, and it is very comfortable to live in."
Yingjiao's restraint ends with the word "comfortable" in Jingci.
He chuckled, and said lazily: "Why do you like hotels so much? Then we will go to the hotel to live together after the holiday? Don't you just like big beds? Let's open a suite..."
He paused, and lowered his voice: "I promise you won't fall down no matter how you sleep or what position you use."
Jing Ci's face turned red.
Yingjiao looked at him pretending to be surprised: "Why are you blushing? I said I would sleep on the bed but I didn't say I want to sleep with you, or do you have some impure thoughts about me in your heart?"
He hooked his lips and smiled coquettishly: "Baby, to be honest, what were you thinking just now?"
Jing Ci's ears turned red all of a sudden, he turned his head sideways in embarrassment: "What, I didn't think about anything."
"Hiding with me again," Yingjiao clicked his tongue, looked at Jing Ci's red ears, and smiled softly: "Sooner or later, I will let you meet me sincerely, and see how you still hide."
He deliberately bit down on the pronunciation of the four words "meet each other with sincerity". Jing Ci understood it instantly, and almost lost his head.
Yingjiao teased Jing Ci for a while, and in a good mood, he held his shoulders and brought him to his side, and asked in his ear, "Do you miss me?"
Jing Ci lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Yingjiao smiled, knowing that his character was like this, so he didn't force him outside. Just as he was about to say something else, Jing Ci nodded.
His whole face was red, his breathing was a little short, and he didn't raise his head in embarrassment, but he still whispered a word firmly: "I want to."