Not long after Jing Ci got into the car, there was a new message on WeChat. He picked up his phone and saw that it was Xiao Leyue, and asked him if he arrived at the station at 5:30.
[Xiao Leyue]: Uncle Zhao told me about your train number, and he asked me to take care of you more.
[Xiao Leyue]: The location of your training camp is at the High School Affiliated to Yangcheng University, right? I'll pick you up at the station later.
Jing Ji didn't want to trouble him for the New Year's Eve, not to mention that he had already checked the subway route when he was at home, so he typed and replied—
[Jing]: No, thank you Brother Xiao. The train station is very close to the hotel I booked, I can just walk by myself.
[Xiao Leyue]: Don't be polite to me, anyway, I'm fine at home, so I just go out to relax.
He said so, but Jing Ci refused, so he could only agree.
It's the third day of the Lunar New Year, and the peak period of Spring Festival travel has passed. There were not many people in the train station. After Jing Ci left the station, he sent a message to Yingjiao to report his safety. When he looked up, he saw Xiao Leyue who was waving at him desperately.
"Brother Xiao, Happy New Year." Jing Ci walked over with a suitcase and greeted him.
"Happy New Year." Xiao Leyue handed a paper bag containing roasted sweet potatoes to Jing Ci: "Come and taste it, I bought it outside, it's quite sweet."
Jing Ci thanked him and took the roasted sweet potatoes.
"Let me tell you, I can't wait to come out to get some air." Xiao Leyue took him to the subway entrance, and complained: "In the past few days, the relatives at home have dinner together, and they will either ask me to help the children with their homework, or ask me to help fix the computer It's easy to fix the phone."
Xiao Leyue casually threw the sweet potato rind into the trash can. Seeing that Jing Ci refused to eat it, she couldn't help but said, "Eat it quickly, or it will be cold when you get off the subway."
Jing Ci was dragging his luggage in his hand, so he couldn't eat while walking, so he just stood still beside the trash can, planning to peel the skin before leaving.
"Your house is very lively."
"Don't mention it, my head hurts from the quarrel." Xiao Leyue bit off a third of the sweet potato and asked him vaguely while chewing: "Did you solve the problem I sent you last time?"
Jing Ci nodded, and briefly explained his thoughts to him.
Xiao Leyue's eyes brightened the more she listened: "Yes! That's right! I'm in a dead end, and I can't do it no matter what I do."
He sighed, "I'm old, I'm not as smart as you young people."
While talking, Jing Ji had already finished peeling the skin, and the two continued to walk forward.
Xiao Leyue suddenly thought of something. He looked at Jing Ci's face and asked tentatively, "You and your girlfriend are doing well now?"
Jing Ci was stunned for a moment, thinking of his "girlfriend", he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips: "Yeah."
Xiao Leyue couldn't help leaning on her.
Jing Ci was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
"Is she happy to receive your gift?"
Jing Ci nodded: "Happy." Not only happy, but also every exercise book is well preserved, not even a bit bent.
Xiao Leyue: "..."
Xiao Leyue didn't understand, it was also sending books, why Jing Ci was smiling now, but he felt so bitter that he wanted to cry.
The little beauty in their yard was quite happy when he heard him give New Year gifts at first. Later, I found out that what he was going to give was the 18th lecture of high mathematics, and after leaving him a series of periods, I never paid any attention to him again.
"It's okay." Xiao Leyue glanced at the lucky man Jing Ci with a complicated expression, afraid that he would ask further questions, so he quickly changed the subject: "By the way, prepare more of your daily necessities and snacks."
He put two sweet potato-stained fingers upright, and wiped the paper bag: "The training intensity of the training team is very high, and you have to study for at least 14 hours a day. At that time, you don't even dare to drink too much water. Go out and go to the bathroom to waste time."
Recalling those days, Xiao Leyue still couldn't help but click his tongue. He hadn't tried that hard when he was writing his thesis after graduating from university: "There is a lot of psychological and physical pressure, Xiao Jing, you have to resist, brother is optimistic about you."
Jing Ci handed him a tissue and smiled: "I will try my best."
The training team reported on time at 8:00 a.m. on the fourth day of the fourth day, and Jing Ci arrived a day earlier. After putting his luggage in the hotel, he invited Xiao Leyue out for a meal. He didn't go out much, and sent him back to his room.
Xiao Leyue was here just now, he couldn't keep looking at his phone, so he didn't chat with Yingjiao much. Now that time is free, Jing Ci couldn't help but call Yingjiao over to the things he had placed at the bottom of the bookcase in the study.
The phone rang twice before it was picked up, and Yingjiao's familiar voice came from the microphone: "Have you finished your meal?"
Jing Ci let out a "hmm".
"So good," Yingjiao chuckled, "Call me as soon as you get back, do I have to reward you with something?"
"No need," Yingjiao let go, and would go back and buy useful or useless things as long as they look pleasing to the eye. Jing Ji was afraid that he would spend money indiscriminately again, so he hurriedly said, "I don't want it, don't worry about it."
"How can you say it's bothering you?" Yingjiao raised his eyebrows, and said shamelessly: "This is called a win-win situation."
Jing Ci didn't understand: "What?"
"Reward you..." Yingjiao licked his lower lip, threw the pen aside, swayed the chair lazily, and said in a low voice: "You like delicious food, and I like it too. It's a win-win situation." Bar?"
He deliberately bit down on the pronunciation of the word "delicious", Jing Ci was stunned, and when he realized it, his cheeks were hot with shame, and his head was smoking: "You...you should be serious."
This is not serious? He didn't even display a thousandth of his strength.
Yingjiao sighed, his little classmate's skin was still too thin, it must be because he didn't exercise enough on the bed. But thinking of him going to a training camp early tomorrow morning, Yingjiao was afraid that he would be distracted if he continued to tease him, so he had to swallow the dirty words on his lips, and said, "Okay, listen to you, don't say anything."
Jing Ci got up and opened the window, and the cold wind came in from the gap in an instant, which made the temperature on his face drop a lot: "I... forgot to tell you before."
"Um?"
Jing Ci adjusted his breathing, pretending to be natural, and said, "I put your account book in the bookcase in the study."
Jing Ci had been dealing with the transfer of household registration years ago, Xu wanted to find some sense of ritual when he was an adult, so he was resolutely not allowed to accompany him. Only at the very beginning, I asked for his account book.
Yingjiao didn't think it was strange, and said casually: "Okay."
He didn't notice anything...
Jing Ci was a little disappointed, and also a little bit of anticipation that there are hidden treasures waiting for someone to dig them out, so he emphasized again: "I just want to tell you, you can go there to find it when you need it."
I don't know when he will find out, and what his reaction will be when he finds out...
Jing Ci held the phone and secretly smiled.
"Yeah, I know." Yingjiao was not interested in the account book, and since he didn't use it once in a few years, he didn't bother to look at it, so he turned the topic back to Jing Ci: "Are you nervous tomorrow?"
Rather than being nervous, Jing Ci was more excited about being exposed to new knowledge, and he said truthfully: "Not at all."
Yingjiao smiled. It was really Jing Ci's answer. He had a pure yearning for his favorite subject, and...extremely confident.
The two chatted for a while, confirming that Jing Ci's mentality is stable now, and there is nothing wrong with being alone, so Yingjiao stopped bothering him and urged him to hang up the phone.
That night, Jing Ci had a good night's sleep, and set off early the next morning to report to Yangcheng Affiliated Middle School.
After receiving the badge and schedule, the staff took them to the dormitory.
The dormitory is a room for four people. It can be seen that the school is very attentive. Not only were the names of the contestants posted on each bed to prevent conflicts caused by competing for beds, but the dormitory was also kept clean.
When Jing Ci arrived, the other three roommates had already arrived and were putting things into the cabinet. After seeing him, they greeted him one after another.
Among them was a fat man named Wang Qiong, who was particularly curious about Jing Ci, so he leaned over and asked him, "You're from Donghai Province, right?"
Jing Ci opened the suitcase, took out the contents, and said, "Yes."
"I've read a lot of your news." Wang Qiong smiled: "You are really amazing."
"No." Jing Ci smiled. He already knew Wang Qiong's score in the national finals just now: "Our scores are similar."
"It's different." Wang Qiong handed him his clothes, looked up and said, "Our province already has an advantage in competition. This time, three people came from our school alone, but unfortunately, they are not in the same dormitory."
Before Jing Ci set off, he was instructed by Mr. Liu to be as warm as possible to the people around him. So since Wang Qiong handed over an olive branch, he took advantage of the opportunity. After a while, the strangeness between the two disappeared a lot, and they made an appointment to have dinner together at noon.
The training team is a fully enclosed training, eating in the school cafeteria, and not allowed to leave the school gate.
"Did you see him?" After lunch, the two walked out of the cafeteria. Wang Qiong pointed to a tall and thin man in front of him, and whispered to Jing Ci: "His name is Cen Hai, he is very awesome. It is the opening ceremony tomorrow morning." The player representatives who want to speak on stage are almost booked by the national team.”
Wang Qiong's school has very good results in competitions, so they know more inside information than Jing Ci.
Jing Ji looked in the direction he pointed, and silently remembered Cen Hai's appearance.
"We are not very lucky. There are so many masters this year." Wang Qiong sighed: "But it doesn't matter. Anyway, the university has been settled. It would be better if you can go abroad for free. If you can't go, go back to school honestly."
Calling the International Olympiad a trip abroad... Jing Ci couldn't help laughing, not to mention it was quite appropriate.
"Well, do your best."
There was nothing to do on the first day of the report, the main thing was to give the players some blood and leave some time for them to get to know each other. By the second day, the pace had sped up dramatically.
In the morning it was a fun and relaxing opening ceremony, and in the afternoon it was intense study.
The main reason is that the time limit of fourteen days is too tight.
In the first round of promotion of the training team, a total of four examinations are required, and then the national reserve team members are selected based on the comprehensive results. On average, there is an exam every two days, and it will not work if you don't hurry up.
While Jing Ci and the others were training intensively, the outside world was also paying attention to their news.
[Come on, come on, the second round of national training team predictions! I bet on Cen Hai.]
[There must be me, Senior Wang Qiong!]
[Praise my Cen god ah ah ah! My life goal!]
[I guess Jing Ci.]
[Jing Ci... The one in Donghai Province? To be honest, it is unlikely. It is already a miracle that he can enter the training team.]
[Jingshen! ! ! Good looking and awesome, I'll blow it up!]
[Now anyone can become a god? I found that Donghai Province is really good at hype. A player who was originally an unknown player is now well known in the circle. Are you really afraid of being hyped? Really, keep a low profile and look at the resumes of the other members of the training team. It is indeed impossible for Jing Ci to enter the second round.]
[Impossible +1, not for people, but for provinces.]
Because of the slap in the face and back slap in the face before, Jing Ci became quite a topic. Many people are speculating about his training team results, most of them are not optimistic.
As mentioned in the previous post, first of all, Jing Ci was not well-known in the Mathematical Olympiad before, and he had not undergone systematic training. It was a stroke of luck to be able to enter the training team. As for the national reserve team, it's not just luck. Secondly, I really have no confidence in the education in Donghai Province.
Jing Ji doesn't know anything about the Internet at all, and he doesn't have time to touch his phone now. New knowledge and new challenges have attracted all his attention. What's more, the people around are very powerful, so powerful that he was aroused to fight for the first time.
Just like that, one day later, Jing Ci ushered in his first exam in the training team.
From eight o'clock in the morning to half past twelve noon, a full four and a half hours. The spirit is highly concentrated, the brain is running fast, and the whole person is exhausted after the exam.
But there is no time to rest, so I have to devote myself to the next training without distraction, otherwise I will not be able to keep up with the teacher's progress.
In the evening, Wang Qiong walked on the playground in a nonchalant manner, and said to Jing Ci: "It's only been a quarter of the way, and I feel a little unbearable."
Jing Ci was also very tired, he rubbed his temples: "I thought I could read a book after going back."
Wang Qiong looked at him in horror: "No way, are you so perverted?"
Jing Ci shook his head: "No, I can't watch it anymore, I just want to sleep now."
The two went back to the dormitory together. After washing up, Jing Ci just sat on the bed when he received a call from Yingjiao. He was really tired, and his roommates hadn't come back from the water room outside, so he didn't go out, and leaned against the bed rail to answer the phone: "Win Jiao."
Yingjiao keenly heard something wrong with his voice: "Sleepy?"
"Yeah." Jing Ci rubbed his eyes, took off his shoes and went to bed: "The exam is too long, I can't hold it."
"Then go to sleep." Yingjiao has nothing to do, he just misses him and wants to talk to him: "I'm dead."
"Don't." Jing Ji hurriedly stopped him, glanced at the direction of the door, and said with some embarrassment: "Let's talk about it later."
Yingjiao laughed: "Miss me?"
Jing Ci blushed and hummed.
"Be obedient, go to bed first." Yingjiao understood Jing Ci, and if he could say that he couldn't bear it, he was really tired. Not wanting to take up his rest time, he deliberately said: "Only by raising your spirit can you come back to treat illnesses and save lives."
Jing Ji was shaking the quilt, and when he heard the words, he thought he was making too much noise, and misheard: "Cure the disease and save the patient?"
"Yeah." Yingjiao chuckled and said in a low voice, "Cure for lovesickness..."
Jing Ci shrank into the quilt, feeling a little sweet and touched, but before he could recall this feeling carefully, he heard Yingjiao say again: "Save our son, they're all washed down the sewer when you're not here."
Jing Ci: "..."
You don't even need to look, Yingjiao can imagine Jingci's blushing face now, wishing to plunge into the quilt. He suppressed a smile and asked, "Do you want to sleep now?"
Jing Ci: "...um."
"Good night then."
"Good night."