From this day on, Jing Ci suddenly became busy. The phone calls were answered one after another, and they ran out from time to time.
Yingjiao originally thought it was the Jing family who came to harass him again, but occasionally glanced at the caller ID a few times, and saw that it was Teacher Liu, so he didn't ask any more questions. After all, Jing Ci will go to Yangcheng for training after the next year, probably for this reason.
Seeing that Yingjiao had no doubts, Jing Ci was relieved.
In fact, the caller was not Teacher Liu, but a lawyer from the law firm. It's just that he wanted to give Yingjiao a surprise, afraid that he would find out in advance, so he changed the note.
Speaking of which, he learned this trick from Yingjiao. At that time they had just met, Yingjiao deliberately changed his nickname to Liu Shichen in order to make himself agree to be at the same table with him, so that he mistakenly thought that the person he was talking to was Teacher Liu.
Jing Ci couldn't help laughing, she was really angry at the time, but now looking back, it turned into sweetness.
Jing Ci was lucky. After discussing everything with the lawyer, his scholarship arrived in time. After paying the money and submitting all the required materials to the lawyer entrusting him to act as an agent, the big stone in Jing Ji's heart finally fell to the ground.
It was a coincidence that Teacher Liu actually called him the afternoon the scholarship arrived. Said to find him for something, but the call was unclear, so let him come out for a while.
Jing Ci agreed, and rode Yingjiao's bicycle to school.
The Spring Festival is approaching, and the first and second year of senior high school went home to have fun, and only the third year was still struggling with the sea of questions. The school was much quieter, Jing Ci locked his bicycle and went straight to the office.
Teacher Liu had arrived a long time ago and was looking at his mobile phone. When he heard the movement, he raised his head and saw that it was Jing Ci. With a smile on his face, he patted the chair next to him: "You came very quickly."
Jing Ci sat down beside him, and said a little embarrassedly: "Yingjiao's house is close to the school."
It seems that the two get along very well, Teacher Liu is relieved. Without asking any more questions, he continued: "I'm looking for you this time for the training team. Teacher Zhao is busy recently, so let me tell you."
Jing Ci immediately sat upright.
"Nineteen people will be selected in the first round of selection, and six people will be selected in the final round. You should have known this before." Seeing Jingci nod, Teacher Liu continued: "Because these six people represent the national team. Participating in international competitions, so it's not just about results."
Teacher Liu was afraid that he might miss something, so he spoke a lot slower than usual: "It also depends on the overall quality, EQ and English."
"I don't worry about anything else. You are stable and have a good psychological quality. You never lose the chain at critical moments." Teacher Liu said one thing: "It's just that your personality is a bit cold."
Teacher Liu earnestly said: "When you are in the training team, you should be a little more enthusiastic towards the teacher and the students around you. Let's not talk about building relationships, at least you can't let them think you are too cold."
Jing Ci knew the shortcomings of his character, and also knew that Teacher Liu was sincerely looking out for his own good, so he promised, "I will."
"Well," Mr. Liu stopped, took a sip of water, and said: "The training team has a very high learning intensity. Although there are many high school sophomores selected, I heard that many people can't keep up after joining the team. .”
Teacher Liu looked at him and said, "Don't be stressed, your grades are already very good now, and you've settled down in college. Even if this happens, don't worry, just take it as an experience of life."
In fact, Teacher Liu didn't want to say this to Jing Ci at first, for fear that he would think too much. But the training team is a closed training. If you don't say it in advance, if something happens at that time, it will really be beyond your reach.
"I understand." Jing Ji was not as sensitive and fragile as Mr. Liu thought, he said seriously: "I will do my best, and I will not force myself if I can't."
Teacher Liu patted the table: "That's the reason!" He said, shortly took out half a bag of books from under the desk, put it at Jing Ci's feet, and wrote lightly: "The selection of the national team depends on the reading of mathematics. Quantity, this is sponsored by the school, and you, Teacher Zhao, and I bought it, take it and take a look."
Jing Ci was startled.
Even though it was the holiday time, Teacher Liu and Teacher Zhao were still worrying about him.
After wearing the book, he seemed to be lucky.
Everyone was so nice that he didn't even know how to return their kindness.
"Thank you teacher." Jing Ci looked at Teacher Liu and promised, "I will finish watching."
Teacher Liu couldn't hold back, and was amused by him: "You don't need to read it, just do what you can."
He thought for a while, and then said: "By the way, you have been learning English from Yingjiao these days, especially spoken English. It will definitely be useful."
"it is good."
After finishing what should be said, Teacher Liu finally said: "Be careful when you go to Yangcheng, and call the teacher if you need anything. Don't feel embarrassed."
Jing Ji thanked him again and agreed.
Teacher Liu glanced at the phone screen and let him go without delaying his time.
When Jing Ci walked out of the office, he reckoned that he was almost gone. Teacher Liu flipped through the address book and called Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng had been waiting for his call for a long time, and he answered it after the first ring, and said eagerly, "Have you finished? Did you miss anything?"
Teacher Liu snorted: "How could it be possible to fall? I will tell Jing Ci what you told me."
"That's good." Zhao Feng was relieved, and couldn't help being curious: "Why on earth did you insist on taking this trip for me?"
Teacher Liu didn't want to say it at first, but he was afraid that Zhao Feng would reveal his secrets, so he could only say: "I bought some mathematics books for Jing Ci, and told him it was sponsored by the school, so don't let it slip."
Zhao Feng said dumbly: "Okay, I understand."
Here, Jing Ci tied the book firmly to the back seat of the car, and pushed the cart outside.
Xu Shiyuan's road is narrow, and as soon as he left the school, he bumped into Qiao Anyan.
Qiao Anyan followed a middle-aged woman with a very impatient expression on her face. She glanced left and right from time to time, and happened to see Jing Ci.
Looking at each other, Qiao Anyan's expression changed instantly.
Jing Ci ignored him, although he would have a headache when he saw Qiao Anyan now, but this little pain basically didn't affect him. He was about to get in the car, but suddenly there was a buzz in his brain, and many images appeared in an instant.
Jing Ji's temples were throbbing. He barely maintained the state of pushing the cart forward, so as not to let Qiao Anyan notice the strangeness, and tried his best to sort out the passively received information.
Jing Ci was a little confused at first, but after a while, he understood. The novel he read at the beginning appeared in his mind in another form today.
Jing Ci saw that after Qiao Anyan's rebirth, his grades were advancing at an illogical speed.
I saw that the forum praised him and highly praised him.
Seeing a few familiar classmates and teachers, their attitude towards him was extremely warm, exactly the same as they are towards me now.
I also saw... Qiao Anyan approaching Yingjiao step by step and deliberately.
Those friends around Yingjiao who originally hated him, after getting in touch with Qiao Anyan for a period of time, all turned their backs and began to speak for Qiao Anyan.
Jing Ji's heart suddenly seemed to be picked up, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
There was a sound of footsteps behind me, mixed with a woman's stern reprimand: "Are you listening to me? Give me a good lesson this winter vacation, and I must improve my grades!"
Jing Ci raised his eyes, just in time to see Qiao Anyan walking up.
The moment he was about to pass by, Jing Ci's pupils shrank suddenly. You read it right, Qiao Anyan in reality has clean ears and nothing. But Qiao Anyan in his mind has a small red mole.
Jing Ci couldn't help but reached out and touched his ear. There was also a small red mole at the same position. It had grown on him since he was a child, and the dean often said that he was blessed with this mole.
Jing Ci's heart was beating wildly.
Qiao Anyan's rebirth, the results of the original book and the reality are completely different, the little red mole disappears suddenly, I will feel headache when I see Qiao Anyan, and when I get the approval of the people around me, the headache will be relieved...
Did he steal Qiao Anyan's protagonist halo
But that doesn't make sense, a person's grades can fluctuate up and down due to luck, but not by that much.
Besides... the red mole appeared on the way, not him, but Qiao Anyan.
Also, at the same time as Qiao Anyan was reborn, he learned that the college entrance examination score was one point lower than the top scorer in science.
All the clues in my mind were threaded into a thread in an instant.
Could it be... Jing Ci pursed her lips, and couldn't help thinking that Qiao Anyan's rebirth and counterattack had something to do with him
I came to this book by myself with a certain purpose.
Now that he sees Qiao Anyan, his head doesn't hurt so much, which shows that this purpose is slowly being accomplished.
Then when it is completely completed, will he leave
Jing Ci's footsteps slowly stopped, what will Yingjiao do when the time comes
Just thinking about that scene made him feel unbearable pain.
Jing Ci took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
It really makes sense to think so, but there is still a doubt: What happened to the scene I occasionally dreamed about in college with Yingjiao
Jing Ji slapped his face hard, telling himself not to think about it, and walked home by bicycle.
No, absolutely not like this, he can't be unfounded.
But Jing Ci was still affected, and he kept thinking about it all day long. Finally, when he was lying on the bed after taking a shower at night, he couldn't help but say, "Win Jiao, if, if one day I'm not here..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Yingjiao pinched his chin.
Yingjiao squinted his eyes and looked at him, with a faint storm in his eyes: "What did you say? Tell me again?"
Jing Ci immediately realized that he was a little confused, and quickly shook his head: "It's nothing."
It's a pity that the words that were spoken were splashed.
Yingjiao snorted, and pulled him into his arms: "Am I so tempered that you dare to say anything?"
His hands gradually descended, and he slowly unbuttoned the first button of Jing Ci's pajamas: "Let's talk."
Jing Ci's face turned red instantly, he couldn't help shrinking his shoulders, raised his hand to hold Yingjiao's hand: "I was wrong..."
"It's late." Yingjiao pulled his hand away, instead of stopping just to scare him as usual. He continued to unbutton Jingci, bit his ear and said in a low voice: "Jingshen, you are so energetic. Tell me earlier, then let's do something else to calm your anger."
"No, it's not..." Jing Ji tilted his head in embarrassment, he especially couldn't stand Ying Jiao whispering in his ear, the back of his neck was already numb.
"I think you just need to clean up." Yingjiao threw Jingci's pajamas aside, pressed him down to prevent him from resisting, kissed him, and put his hand into his pants.
Jing Ci's body froze instantly, and the sound of her breathing changed.
Yingjiao kept moving his hands: "You can't speak with your mouth, so use it for other things."
Jing Ci's face was flushed, Yingjiao grasped his weakness, and his whole body softened. He subconsciously begged for mercy: "Brother... I was wrong, don't, don't do it..."
Yingjiao's Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, he stared at Jing Ci's face, took a panoramic view of his state of mind at this time, and didn't let go of the slightest bit: "Since I know I was wrong, shall I punish you or not?"
How could Jing Ji resist at this time, Ying Jiao could do whatever he wanted. The corners of his eyes were wet, and even his neck was red: "... Let."
"Good." Yingjiao bowed his head and kissed him deeply, then took his hand and put it where he was ready to go.
The author has something to say: small theater, win pride: baby, open your mouth wider.