Teacher Liu has been very happy recently. Since taking over Class 7, he has never been so comfortable. He is even more motivated than usual to write lesson plans.
For a teacher, there is nothing more fulfilling than seeing a poor student become better, not to mention that Yingjiao's good momentum is very fierce.
In just one semester, the score was raised from 400 to 566. There is still one and a half years before the college entrance examination, if he keeps going...
Teacher Liu couldn't help laughing out loud, it shouldn't be a problem for my class to produce another heavy book, right
"Old Liu, you are the best." In the office, a head teacher raised his head and rubbed his neck after preparing lessons, and said enviously, "Such a thorn in Yingjiao actually made you a good student."
Next to him, a young teacher interjected, "Yingjiao? This name sounds familiar."
The first teacher who spoke gave him a popular science: "Xiao Chen, you just came to school not long ago, I don't know. Yingjiao is a very messy student. When he was a freshman in high school, he forced a teacher from our school into the hospital. In the end Nothing happened to me, but that teacher was fired instead."
Teacher Xiao Chen was surprised: "This... is this too much?"
Teacher Liu couldn't stand it anymore, and put down his pen with a cold snort: "A person who is too much is not Yingjiao. The teacher deliberately leaked the questions to him, and then said that he cheated. I don't understand the students in my class? Yingjiao is not at all. would do that!"
There are other things that Mr. Liu didn't say. The most disgusting thing about that teacher is not this, but that he took money from Yingjiao's stepmother, slandered Yingjiao and raped the little girl.
How easy it is to destroy a teenage boy, without hard evidence or clever means. As long as you are a teacher, smear a few words behind your back lightly.
One is a poor student who doesn't study well, and the other is a teacher. Who will the others trust
Rumors and gossip are always the fastest to spread, and clarifications are never listened to.
Adolescent boys have the strongest self-esteem and love saving face the most. Fortunately, he met Yingjiao. If he were to be a different person, if he was pointed at and maliciously slandered by everyone, he would probably collapse and drop out of school.
Teacher Xiao Chen knew that he had said the wrong thing, looked at Teacher Liu's black face, and then at the teacher who was silent, and dared not speak again.
Teacher Wang, who teaches chemistry, was reading a book at first, and felt that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, so he smoothed things over and said, "Speaking of which, Jing Ci aside, Ying Jiao is the smartest student I have ever met."
Zhao Feng also smiled and said, "Old Liu, is your class particularly good at Fengshui? One Jingci is not enough, and another Yingjiao appeared."
Mr. Liu liked to hear these words, so he couldn't suppress the upturned lips, pretending not to care, and said, "It's nothing, it's just an exam, let's see if he can stabilize his grades next time."
After finishing speaking, he closed the lesson plan and held up his big water bottle: "You guys talk, I'll go to class and have a look."
Teacher Liu walked out of the office and went straight to Class Seven. He didn't go in directly, but stood quietly at the back door, looking in through the small glass window on the door.
Seeing that Yingjiao was studying with his head down and not messing around with Zheng Que next to him, he nodded in satisfaction and entered the classroom through the front door.
"You are the one who speaks the loudest!" Teacher Liu went to the last row and slapped Zheng Que hard with a book: "Look how hard Yingjiao is working. You two have such a good relationship, why don't you know how to learn more from him!"
Zheng Que held his head, tears streaming down his face.
Brother Jiao was studying for love, he couldn't catch up with the girl and he didn't have love, where did the motivation come from
One in love, one licking the dog. Different classes, how can they be compared together
Teacher Liu didn't pay much attention to him, and turned his attention to Yingjiao's exercise book: "What about chemistry?"
Yingjiao nodded.
Teacher Liu coughed, seemingly unintentionally said: "Your math score is still too low, you have time to work on math."
Yingjiao: "..."
Yingjiao laughed: "Okay."
Teacher Liu told him a few words, walked around the class again, confiscated what should be confiscated, beat what should be beaten, and then left.
Yingjiao did not change to math problems. Jing Ci made him a schedule, which had a corresponding time schedule for each subject, and he never violated it.
After finishing a set of chemistry papers, it happened to be the end of self-study in the evening. Yingjiao closed the exercise book, waited until the classroom was almost gone, then got up and knocked on Jing Ci's desktop: "Go back."
During this time, he has been living in the dormitory. But because the two are currently separated and cannot touch each other, the application form for changing accommodation has been put on hold indefinitely, and they still live in separate places.
Jing Ci packed his schoolbag and went back to the dormitory with him.
The boys wash up quickly. At this moment, the water room has passed its peak usage period. Jing Ci found a place in the corner, washed up as quickly as possible, and changed into pajamas. After thinking about it, he took two mobile phones and went to Yingjiao's dormitory.
Yingjiao was wiping his hair in front of the table, and the water droplets were everywhere. The dark tabletop was illuminated by the light, reflecting the light shimmeringly.
"Sit down, I'll be fine soon."
Jing Ci didn't sit down, seeing the water marks made him feel uncomfortable. Seeing that Yingjiao was almost done, he took out a few tissues, walked over and wiped the tabletop from top to bottom.
Beside him, Yingjiao had a panoramic view of his movements, and the corners of his lips could not help but twitch.
Jing Ci's obsessive-compulsive disorder is very serious, but he is good, he only cares about himself, and never forces others to follow his habits. If you really can't take it anymore, you can at most ask for a reminder, or tidy it up silently by yourself.
Yingjiao narrowed his eyes, played tricks on purpose, and tossed his hair again.
A lot of drops of water fell on the table that had just been wiped, Jing Ji was taken aback, and quickly reached out to wipe it again.
Yingjiao really likes the feeling that Jing Ci revolves around him, so when the two of them lived together, he would deliberately throw away his clothes and not fold the quilt. Very satisfied.
So the more Jing Ci wiped, the more he couldn't clean it. He had no choice but to look up at Yingjiao: "Brother, don't make trouble."
"Who are you talking about?" Yingjiao thief shameless: "Is it my fault for dripping water? Why are you so unreasonable?"
Jing Ci: "..."
Jing Ji knew that he was bullying on purpose, and just as he lowered his head and wanted to wipe it again, Yingjiao snatched the tissue from his hand.
"I won't tease you anymore." Yingjiao chuckled and wiped the table clean by himself. Then he leaned lazily on the bed rail and asked Jing Ci: "Why are you moving so fast today?"
Jing Ci avoided talking, took out the phone and handed it to him: "Return the phone to you."
"Huh?" Yingjiao didn't answer: "What's going on?"
"I..." Jing Ci lowered his eyes and whispered, "I'm going to the training camp tomorrow."
"So?" What did he mean, Yingjiao seemed to be clear in his heart, but he still asked on purpose.
I have already talked about this, why Yingjiao still doesn't understand
Jing Ci blushed a little, and explained: "When the time comes... let's get in touch."
Yingjiao's heart softened, knowing that he was reluctant to part with him, so he comforted him softly: "You take it first, I will send you to the train station tomorrow, and give it to me before you check the ticket."
"No need!" Almost at the moment when his voice fell to the ground, Jing Ci immediately said: "I don't need you to send it."
Jing Ci's reaction was a little big, and Yingjiao said in surprise: "What's the matter, baby? It's a holiday tomorrow afternoon, and I won't delay anything when I send you off."
Jing Ci still shook his head, with a firm expression on his face: "Brother, I don't want you to send it off."
The farewell in the dream had such an impact on him that he felt scared when he thought about the picture of Yingjiao sending him off.
Although he didn't know the reason, but seeing that he was really unwilling, Yingjiao didn't force him anymore, nodded and said: "Okay, then you go by yourself. Anyway, I am a strict wife, and you have the final say in our family."
Jing Ci's face turned red.
This makes you blush? There is still less training.
Yingjiao sighed, turned his eyes around Jing Ci, saw that his pajamas were tightly buttoned, and sighed regretfully in his heart: "I'm leaving tomorrow, stay with me tonight?"
"it is good."
"By the way, that Wang Qiong you mentioned earlier who has a good relationship with you, what does he look like?" Yingjiao sat by the bed, bent down to get water from under the bed, and asked Jing Ci.
Jing Ci was turning on the camera, and quietly pointed at Yingjiao's profile. Hearing this, his fingers trembled, his ears turned red and he said, "That's, that's it."
He calmed down his violent heartbeat, and then continued: "He is about the same height as Li Zhou, a little fat, and wears glasses, what's wrong?"
Not as tall or as handsome as myself, Yingjiao is relieved.
"It's okay, I..." Before Yingjiao could finish his sentence, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Jing Ci's erected phone, and turned around quickly: "Baby, what are you doing?"
"No, I didn't do anything." Jing Ci swallowed dryly, and moved to the side, trying to hide the phone, but was snatched by Yingjiao quickly.
Yingjiao tapped the screen twice, and when he saw the photos in the album, he suddenly smiled: "Sneaking up on me?"
Candidly taking pictures of people was caught on the spot, and Jing Ci was so ashamed that his head was about to smoke. He lowered his head and whispered, "Just...just pat..."
Yingjiao is about to be sweetened by him, and he can't wait to press him on the bed to rub and kiss him. He coughed and tried to calm himself down: "Want my photo?"
Jing Ci nodded.
"Stupid or not," Yingjiao's lips curled up slightly, and he said softly, "You still need to take a sneak shot if you want? Just tell me no? Any pose you want can be customized by real people on the spot."
He paused and said, "I suddenly remembered that I have a special photo..."
Jing Ci raised his eyes.
Yingjiao looked into his eyes, and smiled coquettishly: "No clothes, only a little bit of the whole body is covered, and the rest is exposed, how about seeing you off?"
Jing Ci pursed her lower lip, feeling a little embarrassed, and feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason: "You... how could you take that kind of photo?"
Who is taking pictures of Yingjiao? Also... See how he looks without clothes
"What kind of photo?"
Jing Ci lowered his eyes: "That's the kind..."
"Jingshen, why are your thoughts so impure?" Yingjiao admired his expression enough, unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip of water, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm talking about my childhood photos, what are you thinking?"
Jing Ci was stunned, and then his cheeks flushed red, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in immediately.
Yingjiao looked at his flushed little face and laughed wildly.
That night, Yingjiao took dozens of photos with Jingci's mobile phone, and didn't give up until he couldn't think of a pose.
The next day, after having lunch, Jing Ci set off for the training team.
This training camp has a total of nine days. Like last time, there are exams every other day. Finally, according to the comprehensive results of the four exams, six team members were selected to represent the country in the International Mathematical Olympiad in July.
Jing Ji and Wang Qiong are destined to each other. This time, they are still in the same dormitory.
Wang Qiong was overjoyed when he saw him enter the door: "This is really a coincidence." He looked into the corridor, saw no one, and whispered to Jing Ci: "Cen Hai also shares a dormitory with us, and suddenly felt a little stressed .”
"It's okay." Jing Ci opened an empty cabinet, and while packing his luggage, he comforted him: "When the time comes, I'll be so tired that I won't even want to say a word, it's no different from anyone else's dormitory."
"That's right." Wang Qiong thought for a while, and it was indeed the case, and sighed: "I'm waiting to lose weight again."
The first day was fine as usual. In the evening, after Jing Ci had dinner, he walked around the campus with Wang Qiong, and then went back to the dormitory.
When he opened his schoolbag and was about to take out the book to read, Jing Ci inevitably thought of Yingjiao.
He unlocked the phone and was about to look at the photos inside when Yingjiao called.
Jing Ji's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran out to answer the phone: "Brother."
"Hmm." Yingjiao's deep and pleasant voice came from the microphone: "What are you doing?"
"Just returned to the dormitory after eating."
"Do you have class tonight?"
"No need." Jing Ci opened the window in the corridor, and the moist spring breeze came in instantly, blowing on his face comfortably and comfortably. He raised his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and said with a light voice, "Tonight is free time, I will read a book and go to bed."
"Then look..."
Before Yingjiao could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Jing Ci: "I... I'm not in a hurry, let's talk later."
Yingjiao chuckled: "Honey, didn't you see what I put in the innermost layer of your schoolbag?"
Jing Ci subconsciously said: "Small coconut milk cake?"
"No." Yingjiao laughed: "You will know after you go and see."
Holding the phone, Jing Ci trotted into the dormitory, unzipped the innermost zipper of her schoolbag, and took out a small white box.
"what is this?"
"Wireless earphones." In the classroom, Yingjiao sat down on a chair: "I've connected your phone, you open the box, take out the earphones and put them on."
Jing Ci was puzzled: "Why did you bring me this?"
Yingjiao took out an exercise book: "You gave me the phone, of course I have to use it as instructed."
He smiled: "Shall we do the exercises together tonight?"
How to do the questions together? Jing Ji was startled, just about to ask him, when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized.
His excited cheeks were a little red, and he immediately agreed: "Okay."
So, this night. Yingjiao and Jing Ci hung up the wireless earphones, kept talking, and each read a book and worked on the questions.
Although they didn't say a word, the sound of breathing, turning the pages of the book, and the occasional sound of chanting formulas when they were concentrating on the problem made them feel each other's existence.
Even if they are not together in space, their time is synchronized.
The author has something to say: Little Theater, Brother Jiao: I think Jing Ci wants my nude photos.