Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Jing Ji's cheeks blushed, and his brain instantly crashed.

Ying Jiao smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched his plump earlobe: "What about you, talk, do you want it?"

Jing Ji's whole body was about to burn. He squeezed the fork in his hand tightly, and then turned his head with difficulty: "Don't make trouble..."

"Who made trouble with you?" Ying Jiao held Jing Ji's hand and said solemnly: "I'm not thinking of you, I want you to be happy."

He paused and said thoughtfully, "Speaking of which, are there no candles at home yet? Or I..."

"Stop talking!" Jing Ji was breathing rapidly, smoke was coming from his head, he shook off Ying Jiao's hand, and stood up.

Ying Jiao looked at him so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to burrow in, he endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back, stood up and pressed his head against his chest, smirking: "Jingshen, what are you doing? To be so awesome and cute?"

Jing Ji's heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat. He wanted to step back, escape, and lock himself in a room with no one. He slowly calmed down by himself.

But he was reluctant to push Yingjiao away.

Jing Ji tried his best to put on a cold face, pursing his lips and not speaking.

Ying Jiao looked down at the top of his jet-black hair, and his heart was very itchy. He just tried out Jing Ji's bottom line, and he was going to stop, but he couldn't help but wave again: "Why can't you say it, aren't you my little wife."

"you……"

Ying Jiao raised the corners of his lips and waited for his next words.

"You, have you finished your math homework?"

Xiaojiao's wife was stupid, and after holding it back for a long time, she only managed to say this sentence.

However, one hit kills.

Win arrogant: "..."

Yingjiao gritted his teeth, rubbed Jing Ji's head helplessly twice, and let go of him: "Okay, I can see that mathematics is your true love, and you will never forget it."

He sat back in the chair and handed a pair of chopsticks to Jing Ji: "Eat first, then I'll do my homework after eating, okay?"

Jing Ji took the chopsticks, put the fork in the dessert box, lowered his eyes and nodded.

Yingjiao's auntie is very good at craftsmanship and is good at every cuisine.

In the morning, I saw Ying Jiao brought a friend back, and asked Jing Ji's preference. I heard that Jing Ci likes Cantonese food. Today, the dishes on the table are all classic Cantonese food, and I also made a Portuguese egg tart.

There are no endless accusations and abuse, the closest people are around, and the meals are very agreeable. During the three days of New Year's holiday in Yingjiao's house, Jing Ji had been leisurely and comfortable.

During this period, Father Jing didn't contact him, let alone living expenses.

Jing Ji didn't ask or call to ask for it. He probably guessed what Father Jing was thinking, but he didn't intend to bow his head.

Teacher Liu said that the school will give him a reward for this competition. Although I don't know how much, but listening to Teacher Liu's tone, it should not be too low.

The final exam is around January 20th, and there will be a winter vacation at the end of the month. It is no problem to keep the money in my hand until the vacation.

After the winter vacation, it will be better to do it. With my grades, it should not be difficult to find a job as a tutor. The tuition fee plus accommodation fee for each semester of the provincial experiment is less than 2,000 yuan, so I can definitely earn it.

Moreover, according to the practice of previous years, the provincial experiment will give bonuses to the top 20 students in the city.

In this way, although his miscellaneous income does not add up to much, but if he saves some money, he can still survive.

After reckoning, Jing Ji felt a lot more relaxed.

Father Jing didn't want to see him, and he didn't want to have anything to do with the Jing family anymore. It is the best state to not disturb each other now.

The school started on Tuesday, and Jing Ji left later than expected. Without him, Yingjiao was very angry when he got up. He called him several times before dragging the man up from the bed.

When he went downstairs, Yingjiao was still in a low spirit, ignoring the gazes of other people in the elevator, and leaned lazily on Jing Ji and closed his eyes.

It was not until he went out the door and was blown by the cold wind that he woke up a lot, rubbed his face and asked Jing Ji, "What shall we eat?"

Jing Ji reached out and took his car key, put it into his schoolbag naturally, thought about it, and said, "Hot dry noodles."

"Okay." Yingjiao nodded and stepped into the seat: "Let's go, there is a hot and dry noodle sauce in front of you that is especially good. I'll take you to try it."

After breakfast, the two did not delay any longer and went to school all the way.

They arrived a little late, and when they entered, more than half of the class was already seated.

Teacher Liu reported the results in the group, so no one in Class 7 doesn't know Jing Ci's competition scores. Seeing him coming, Wu Weicheng took the lead in applauding and booing—

"Congratulations Brother Ci for entering the finals!"

"Brother Ci is awesome!"

"My brother Ci is so powerful, I applaud."

In the small classroom, applause, laughter, and congratulations mixed together, causing people passing by in the corridor to look inside frequently.

Hearing the sincere blessings one after another, Jing Ji's heart warmed up.

Class Seven is really good.

How fortunate he was to be part of such a group.

Jing Ji thanked them sincerely, and sat down on the seat to start reading.

For many people, January is the upcoming winter vacation and Spring Festival. But for Jing Ji, it was a heavy month.

The finals and final exams of the National Mathematical High League were held almost next to each other.

Fortunately, this year's final is located in Yangcheng, which is adjacent to Donghai Province.

Before, Jing Ji's self-study time textbooks and competitions were divided into half, but now he has determined that he will be able to enter the finals 100%, and naturally he must shift his focus to the Olympiad.

After the early self-study started, Mr. Liu came over for a walk, stayed by his side and watched for a while, saw that he was doing the competition questions, nodded and left.

Now Jing Ci is the hope of the whole province's experiment, and even Donghai province.

Without systematic training, he entered the finals of the National Mathematics High School Federation. Jing Ci was the first in Donghai Province.

After the huge surprise, the principal and all the teachers began to hope that Jing Ji could break another record——

In the finals, we won the only 60 places for the national training team.

It's shameful to say, the training places are swept up by the competitive provinces every year, and Donghai Province has never touched the edge.

Originally, no one had hope for the final, but unexpectedly, a dark horse like Jing Ji suddenly appeared.

Although none of the teachers said anything, they were all secretly looking forward to it. If Jing Ji really joined the training team, it would be a great event for the entire education community in Donghai Province.

For this reason, the principal also specially instructed Mr. Liu not to let Jing Ci be disturbed by other things. The school has no requirements for him, he can do whatever he wants!

Even if he wanted to go to the sky, it would not be a problem to find someone beside him to hand him the Heavenly Drilling Monkey.

There is only one point, you have to work harder on the Olympiad.

Under such close attention, Jing Ji was still neither arrogant nor impetuous, and his mentality did not change at all. He walked at his own pace, unhurriedly, without being influenced by the outside world at all.

Study hard in get out of class, go out as much as possible after class, as if the person under great pressure is not him.

"Brother Ci!" After the third get out of class in the morning, Li Zhou ran over and put his right hand on his shoulder: "Are you going to play ball next class?"

The second-year high school parallel classes all have two physical education classes a week, and the seventh class is more fortunate, one of which is in the fourth session in the morning.

In this way, you can go to the cafeteria to eat in advance, without running and queuing.

Jing Ji had just finished a set of competition papers, and was about to take a break. He heard that he was eager to try at the moment of playing: "Play."

Li Zhou bent over, approached Jing Ji, and said, "Let's go, there is a physical education class in the first year of high school next year. Let's go to occupy the field first, otherwise..."

"Let me go." Ying Jiao suddenly stood up, his eyes turned around on Li Zhou's right hand, and smiled: "I want to go out."

Li Zhou's back froze when he looked at it, and he hurriedly retracted his hand and dodged to the side.

Then he saw that Yingjiao walked away from the other side unhurriedly.

Li Zhou: "..."

Li Zhou suddenly realized that Ying Jiao and Jing Ji's seats were in the middle row, with aisles on both sides. If Ying Jiao wanted to go out, he could just walk directly from his side. There was no need to make room for him!

Li Zhou is not a fool. He usually gets close to Jing Ci, and he has long seen that Ying Jiao is wrong to Jing Ci.

Now that I think about it together, I immediately understand that this is Ying Jiao's dissatisfaction with his touch.

Li Zhou stood in the aisle in a mess, tears streaming down his face.

It doesn't matter if men and women don't kiss each other these days, men and women still have to abide by this rule! Is there any reason? !

"Li Zhou?" Jing Ji glanced at him suspiciously: "What happened to you?"

"It's okay." Li Zhou wiped his face and took a step away from Jing Ji: "Let's go."

There are only ten minutes after class, and generally few people play basketball on the basketball court.

Therefore, when Jing Ji and Li Zhou passed by, there was no one under the four basketball hoops.

Li Zhou turned around and asked Jing Ji, "Shall we occupy the left field?"

Jing Ji had no objection, patted the basketball and said, "Okay."

The two stood under the basketball hoop, playing while waiting for the rest of the class to come over.

But the classmates didn't wait, instead, they waited for a team of mighty people who came to play.

These people are tall and tall, with slender limbs, and they look very difficult to mess with.

Li Zhou threw a ball into the basket and whispered to Jing Ci: "It should be a high school sports student. It is said that our school has recruited a lot of fencing and swimming students this year."

Jing Ji nodded, didn't care, and continued to fight Li Zhou one-on-one.

However, they don't look for trouble, but trouble comes to them.

There are only four basketball hoops on the playground, and only two teams can play when they are full. The special students originally planned well, they spread out, and the two teams each took up a field.

The leader looked around and saw that there were only two people, Li Zhou and Jing Ji, who were both skinny nerds, not threatening at all. He walked over directly, leaning on the basketball hoop, and said, "Let's discuss and make room for my buddy?"

Jing Ji took the basketball in his hand and said lightly: "I'm sorry, we have to play too."

The leader looked at Jing Ji up and down, and sneered: "Just your height... Forget it, you hurry up when I have a good talk."

"Should we come first?" Li Zhou threw the basketball on the ground and said angrily, "There are still three basketball racks left for you to play?"

"How did you talk?" The leader pushed Li Zhou forward and said arrogantly, "Why let you go today? Are you not convinced?"

Jing Ji pulled Li Zhou behind him and said indifferently, "Why should we let it?"

"Why?" A burst of laughter suddenly came from behind, Jing Ji turned back, and saw a special student turn the basketball in his hand twice and slammed it towards him.

Jing Ji responded quickly and tilted his head in time, but the distance between the two was too close, and the basketball still rubbed his scalp and flew out, bringing a burst of burning pain.

Jing Ji touched his head, and suddenly raised his head to look at the special student: "You hit me in the head?"

Te Changsheng was provoked by his look, and took two steps forward: "Oh no, who are you staring at? What's wrong with beating your head?"

Jing Ji gave him a cold look, took two steps back, picked up the basketball, and walked towards the talented student.

Seeing this, the specialty student smiled and said disdainfully, "Why, do you want to fight..."

Before he could finish speaking, a force suddenly came from behind him. He stumbled, cried out in pain, and fell to his knees.

Yingjiao's eyes were cold, and he walked over with a hostile expression.

He grabbed the special long-haired hair and dragged him from the ground. The special Changsheng's face was deformed by his pull, and his eyes narrowed uncontrollably into slits. Before he could see who the person who beat him was, he was punched in the stomach again.

"Ouch..." Te Changsheng's body suddenly bowed, and the acid in his stomach instantly turned upside down.

Yingjiao let go of his hand, kicked him to the ground again, and stepped on his face with his toes. He lowered his eyes and said coldly, "You **** try to move him again?"