The teachers in the office are also waiting for Jing Ci's results, especially Teacher Liu and Zhao Feng.
One is staring at the phone, the other is watching the computer, there is no time to talk, for fear of being delayed to look at the list, the communication between each other depends on the brain waves generated by occasionally looking at each other.
It's a pity that this year's judges are not very good. After waiting for a long time, the class bell is almost ringing, but the results have not been announced for a long time.
"Why so slow!" Teacher Liu frowned and turned around twice. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Zhao Feng who was next to him suddenly hugged the computer and stood up.
"Come out?!" Teacher Liu's eyes lit up, and he ran over as soon as he lost his phone.
Zhao Feng's face was almost stuck to the computer screen, his fingers were trembling, and he murmured unconsciously: "I read it right... I read it right..."
"Let me see!" The screen was blocked by him, so Teacher Liu couldn't see anything, and he walked around in a hurry. Finally, he couldn't help it anymore, and directly pulled Zhao Feng aside, and moved up to him.
In the short form, Mr. Liu saw Jing Ci's name at a glance, and the Donghai Province who followed him was particularly eye-catching.
"It's really in!" Teacher Liu clenched his fists tightly and slammed the desk hard. He grinned almost to the base of his ears, and laughed loudly: "Come in! Come in!"
The teachers in the office immediately surrounded him with a bang.
"Really? My God!"
"That's right! It's in!"
"It's great, it's great."
Before that, no one thought that Jing Ci could make it to the second round. After all, he was the national reserve team. Just by looking at the word "national" in front of it, one could tell how difficult it was.
But Jing Ci just did it, and gave them such a big surprise without saying a word, and also made Donghai Province have a name in the national reserve team for the first time.
Zhao Feng's eyes were flushed. He has been leading the mathematics competition class, but his grades are not satisfactory. Now that Jingci has entered the national reserve team, it means not only to the school, to Donghai Province, but also to him personally.
Even if no one can surpass this achievement in the future, even if the school no longer conducts competition classes in the future, he can still tell others confidently that he once brought out a member of the national reserve team.
Teacher Liu understood his mood, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing.
"Old Liu, let's go, let's go to class." Teacher Wang, who teaches chemistry, has a class in Class 8 this session. After being excited for a while, he immediately realized that it was time to go to the classroom. The teacher was still standing there silly, and couldn't help calling him.
"Oh, yes, class." Mr. Liu slapped his forehead, grabbed the books on the table, and walked out.
"Aren't you happy?" Teacher Wang looked at Teacher Liu mockingly.
"That's it." Teacher Liu wiped his face, the corners of his lips curled up, but his tone was very unbearable: "I have expected Jingci to be successful, isn't this result a matter of course?"
Teacher Wong:"… "
Teacher Wang stopped and looked kindly at Teacher Liu who was walking further and further: "Old Liu."
"Huh?" Teacher Liu turned around, wondering, "Why don't you leave?"
Teacher Wang: "You are going in the wrong direction."
Teacher Liu:"… "
Not only the provincial experiment, but also the outside world because of Jing Ci's performance. Many people couldn't believe that a player from Donghai Province who had not received any professional training actually entered the national reserve team.
I looked at the list again and again, and finally accepted the fact after confirming that I had read it correctly.
[Maybe some people really can't look at it with ordinary eyes, I don't understand the world of geniuses.]
[I see, this contestant named Jing Ci is specialized in Mathematics Olympiad, and his side job is face-slapping.]
[If I were from Donghai Province, I could confess this person, I have nothing to say, and I would give him a word of praise.]
[The face is swollen from the beating, but I don't know why, but there is a strange sense of excitement, and I suddenly start looking forward to the selection of the national team in March...]
[Upstairs +1, continue to pay attention to Jing Cizhong, wait for his final round of selection, and see where he can go.]
Every year, the top scorer in the college entrance examination will be widely reported, not to mention Jing Ci's unprecedented results. Even if Father Jing didn't pay attention to the selection of the training team deliberately, he found out about the news that day.
He stared blankly at the news pushed on the webpage, thinking of the child in the past who would be happy for a long time if he casually praised him, and felt some real regret for the first time in his heart.
If... I could treat him well back then, what would happen now?
When Jing Ji learned that he had passed the first round of selection, it was Wang Qiong who told him.
At that time, he was concentrating on listening to the speeches of the guests at the closing ceremony, when he suddenly felt a pain in his hand. When he turned his head, he saw Wang Qiong holding his arm tightly, shouting in a low voice, "Go in! Both of us have entered the second round!"
He handed the phone to Jing Ci, his neck was red with excitement: "Look! Look!"
Jing Ci quickly glanced at the screen, and sure enough, he saw his name on the list.
Really got in!
Jing Ci's heartbeat quickened, and a smile instantly appeared on the corners of his eyes and brows, but he suppressed it calmly. He returned the mobile phone to Wang Qiong, took out his mobile phone, and wanted to send a message to Yingjiao, but at the same time, he saw Yingjiao's WeChat—
[Pride]: Congratulations on entering the national reserve team, I am proud of you.
He already knows, has he been paying attention?
Jing Ci clicked on the input box, and immediately wanted to reply to him. But when Leng Buding saw the time on the phone, he forced himself to calm down again.
It's already class time, he can't let Yingjiao be distracted.
It was not easy to wait until the closing ceremony ended for an hour and a half. After calculating that it happened to be the break between classes, Jing Ci immediately called Yingjiao, and the phone was picked up immediately.
"Congratulations to Jingshen," Yingjiao's laughing voice came from the microphone: "Another record has been broken."
Jing Ci blushed, a little embarrassed, but more of the joy of sharing his feelings with his lover. Holding the phone, he whispered, "You, you wait for me to come back."
The smile in Yingjiao's eyes slowly overflowed, he pushed away Zheng Que who came over to eavesdrop, got up and walked aside: "When is the train?"
Jing Ci subconsciously wanted to tell the train number, but thinking about the last time he quietly went to the station to pick him up, he was afraid that he would miss class again this time, so he didn't tell the truth: "At six in the afternoon, I can arrive at the station after nine in the evening."
Yingjiao frowned slightly: "So late?"
"Yeah." Jing Ji racked his brains to find an excuse: "A few of our familiar friends want to get together."
This is really no problem, Yingjiao didn't think too much, and nodded: "Okay, then you have fun, let me know when you get in the car."
"it is good."
Yingjiao's class was about to start, so Jing Ji didn't talk to him much, and urged him to hang up the phone, then went back to the dormitory and started to pack his luggage.
He was actually on the train at two o'clock in the afternoon, and he had lunch later before going to the train station, which was just enough time.
Wang Qiong had already cleaned up before him. He almost couldn't wait to leave this place, and kept urging Jing Ci: "Hurry up, we both have a train around two o'clock, or we won't be in time."
Seeing his urgent look, Jing Ci had no choice but to speed up his movements.
The two of them didn't go out to eat, they had a hasty meal in the cafeteria, and then set off for the train station. After making an appointment to meet in March, each went home by car.
Jing Ci was actually very tired, after half a month of high-intensity mental exhaustion, plus another three-hour train ride. As soon as he got home, he wished he could lie down on the bed and take a nap, but he really wanted to win the pride so much, he forcibly held back the exhaustion, and returned to school in time for dinner.
At this time, Yingjiao had just finished eating and was walking into the classroom.
"I won't be with you this Sunday afternoon," Zheng Que said happily as he walked, "Qian Yuan agreed to go out to the movies with me."
Qian Yuan is the girl Zheng Que has been chasing for several months.
"You said, is she interested in me?"
Interested in watching a movie? What a sweet dream.
He Porridge rolled his eyes at him, ignoring him.
Yingjiao sneered: "I still have half a bottle of Fengyoujing in there, I'll paint you sober later..."
His pupils shrank suddenly, he stared fixedly at the side, and stopped involuntarily.
There, Jing Ci was staring at him with wide eyes, with surprise on his face.
"Brother Jiao, what are you... Hey? Brother Ci, you're back!" He Porridge ran to Jing Ci's side in a hurry, and said with a smile, "It's such a coincidence that we ran into each other in front of the teaching building."
"Isn't it courageous?" Yingjiao passed He Porridge, pushed Jing Ci onto the pillar, resisted the urge to hug him and kiss him, and pinched his earlobe with a light smile: "Cheat me?"
Yingjiao came to his senses almost the moment he saw Jing Ci.
There was no dinner party at all, but Jing Ci said it deliberately because he was afraid that he would pick him up and delay his study.
Jing Ci pursed her lips and smiled, but said nothing. She just looked up at him, her eyes sparkling.
Yingjiao's heart softened in an instant, if he hadn't been worried about the people coming and going in front of the building, he would have rubbed this little liar into his arms, and his legs were so weak that he was panting.
Restraining the turbulent emotions in his heart, he rubbed Jing Ci's hair twice: "Are you tired?"
"nor."
Yingjiao laughed: "I'm so skinny and still talk hard."
He hugged Jing Ci's shoulder: "Let's go, don't stand here, go back to the classroom."
Jing Ci nodded and entered the door with him.
Just two steps away, Zheng Que suddenly reminded from behind: "Brother Ci, your shoelaces are untied."
Jing Ci lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw the shoelace on his left foot unraveled. He walked to the corner and was about to tie it on, but Yingjiao squatted down before him.
"Stand properly," he stretched out his slender fingers, hooked the loose shoelaces, and said while tying them, "It's not easy to squat with so much on."
Having been with Jing Ci for a long time, Yingjiao has quietly changed in many places, at least the shoelaces are much prettier than before.
"Is this okay?" After fastening, he didn't get up, but raised his eyes and looked at Jing Ci with a smile: "Is it symmetrical?"
"Hey," He Porridge glanced at Jing Ci's side face, and said strangely, "Brother Jiao, my shoelaces are also untied."
Zheng Que followed along to join in the fun: "Me too."
Jing Ji's face turned red from being ridiculed, but his heart was warm. He reached out to win Jiao: "Symmetry, get up."
"That's good." Yingjiao ignored He Piao and the others, stood up with his strength, touched his shoulders and went upstairs.
Neither of the two people noticed that Qiao Anyan was looking at their direction with a distorted face behind him, his eyes were so red that they could almost bleed.
Yingjiao... the person who he tried his best but not only couldn't get close to, but also aroused his disgust, would take the initiative to tie Jing Ci's shoelaces.
Why are all the good things being spread by Jing Ci?
Obviously he should be the one who combines great luck.
Qiao Anyan clenched his fists tightly, almost unable to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart—
If only they couldn't be together, if only the two broke up.
So from this day on, Qiao Anyan's protagonist luck completely disappeared, and it could no longer affect Jing Ci.
It was also from this day that Jing Ji found that being with Yingjiao made him feel very uncomfortable. Even when Yingjiao touched him, he started to feel pain.