Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Across the screen, he couldn't touch or touch what he couldn't touch. Yingjiao couldn't do it. He tried his best to make his voice softer: "If you insist on breaking up with me, that's fine."

He smiled and looked at Jing Ji: "You help me write notes, make study plans, help me with my homework, and buy me study materials..."

"I don't need to tell you how valuable Jingshen's notes are? Do you want me to figure it out with you one by one?"

Jing Ji's nose was sour, and he shook his head.

"That's not enough."

"Don't feel a psychological burden, and don't think about paying me back."

Ying Jiao paused for a while, then smiled relievedly, and for the first time took the initiative to mention his mother's affairs in front of people: "Don't worry, we didn't spend my father's money, but our mother's inheritance."

Has Yingjiao's mother died?

Jing Ji's pupils shrank suddenly, and those questions that had always existed in his heart were instantly answered.

Why does Yingjiao hate his father so much, why does he live alone...

Jing Ji did not have a mother himself, so he was used to it for so many years. But when he heard that Yingjiao was the same way, he couldn't stand it.

He considered the words in his heart, and asked carefully, "When was your mother..."

"When I was twelve years old." Ying Jiao replied without a pause, and when Jing Ji wanted to say something, he stopped him: "Shh... Let's not talk about this today."

"I'll tell you everything when I find a time later."

Jing Ji hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Yingjiao leaned against the wall and smiled: "Our mother left so much money not to put it in the bank to look good, but to spend it for her two sons."

"Baby, I know you are stronger." Ying Jiao paused for a moment, then said softly, "But... try to rely on me a little?"

"After all..." He smiled at Shang Jingci's eyes and said, "We are for a lifetime."

Ying Jiao had already found out that although Jing Ji blushed when he was teased, his personality was very independent and his sense of security was very low.

What you can do yourself, you must do it yourself. If you can't do it for the time being, you'd rather carry it all by yourself than ask others for help.

He made himself invincible, as if he was born without the emotion of weakness. But I don't know, the more he is like this, the more pity he is.

What happened to Jing Ji's past?

Yingjiao unconsciously began to speculate in his heart.

Jing Ji's breath was suffocated, and his eyes instantly turned red.

He knew his life experience since he was a child, and knew that in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, he was thrown into the trash can by his biological parents like garbage.

This is true of biological parents, not to mention others.

The children who grew up in the welfare center are precocious, so since he was sensible, Jing Ji has never extravagantly asked to rely on others.

But he met Ying Jiao, Ying Jiao was so good to him, so good that he was about to forget the days of walking alone, and couldn't wait to keep walking with this person...

"I..." Jing Ci clenched his fists and tried to restrain his emotions. After holding it for a long time, he said, "I will continue to help you during the winter vacation."

He has nothing to be proud of, only learning.

"Otherwise?" Yingjiao raised his eyebrows and hummed, "You still want to leave your boyfriend alone and help others? You think beautifully!"

Knowing that Jing Ji had agreed, Ying Jiao was determined.

The two talked for a while, and kept making Jing Ji forget those heavy things, and then Ying Jiao hung up the phone with confidence.

When Jing Ji returned to the room, Zhou Chao was sitting on the bed reading a book. He was unexpectedly stimulated by the media reports today, and wanted to crave one last time.

Seeing Jingci come in, he put down the book and asked, "Brother Ci, who are you calling? Your parents?"

Zhou Chao's straightforward personality, coupled with the fact that he has been in contact with his family when his mentality has collapsed these days, makes him think that Jing Ji is the same as him.

Jing Ji was stunned, then shook his head and said, "No, with friends."

Zhou Chao heard the words and said casually: "Then your friend still cares about you."

The corners of Jing Ji's lips curled slightly: "Well."

The relationship with Yingjiao took a small step closer. That night, Jing Ji slept soundly and at ease. The next morning, I entered the examination room with a steady state of mind.

In the provincial experiment at this time, when Yingjiao stood at the door of Class 11 again, Qiao Anyan completely collapsed.

He had absolutely no idea where he had offended Yingjiao, and it was worth his persistence to knock him out every day.

Qiao Anyan felt that in this life he lived again, everything was messed up.

He originally wanted to counterattack and slap his face, get into a good university, and manage his life well. But without Goldfinger, his mind is not too smart, and he left the campus for a long time before he was reborn, so how can he still learn.

There is also Yingjiao, he has tried his best to find out in his last life that he likes people who are simple-minded. Therefore, he has been creating an appearance of ignorance in front of Yingjiao, but it is of no use at all.

Not only did Yingjiao not develop a favorable impression of him, but he began to beat him instead.

"Are you coming out by yourself, or am I dragging you out?" Ying Jiao looked at Qiao Anyan blankly and said indifferently.

Qiao Anyan was trembling, instinctively wanted to escape through the back door, and was afraid of Yingjiao, so he froze in place for a while.

Seeing this, Yingjiao frowned, raised his feet and walked into Class 11. Just as Qiao Anyan was dragged out, a thunderous roar sounded from behind: "Yingjiao! Stop me!"

Teacher Liu had a dark face and hurried to this side.

The final exam results are out today, and Yingjiao has made great progress. He originally wanted to report him to the school as an inspirational model, and give him a certificate of merit or something. Who knew this little **** was causing trouble again!

Mr. Liu was panting heavily, waiting for a second to run to Yingjiao.

Fortunately, he kept his mind and came to Class 11 for a walk!

Yingjiao ignored Teacher Liu's roar and knocked Qiao Anyan out for the third time before he came.

Although Qiao Anyan is the protagonist of Luck, but because it is stolen, it is very unstable, so his golden fingers will sometimes fail. It must be continuously drawn from other places in order to strengthen and consolidate itself.

The first two times I was knocked unconscious, and those luck were just restless. And when Yingjiao attacked him for the third time, the restless luck seemed to have loosened the shackles that held them in place, disappeared a lot in an instant, and returned to their original owners.

"You..." Teacher Liu gasped and ran to Yingjiao's side, his face ashen with anger, he grabbed the two students and asked them to help Qiao Anyan up. For the first time, he was really angry: "I mean you don't. Listen, right?! That's good! You stand in the corridor for me to reflect today!"

"When do you know it's wrong, when do you go back to the classroom!"

If it were any other teacher, Ying Jiao would ignore it, but Teacher Liu was different.

He nodded indifferently: "Okay."

Seeing his appearance of not being able to enter the oil and salt, Teacher Liu was so angry that his brain hurt.

Punish him to write a review? Useless.

call a parent? more useless.

So thick-skinned, it's useless to even stand up!

Mr. Liu took a deep breath, calmed down the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Yingjiao, I'm not kidding you. It's just three things, and the next time, just write down the big demerit!"

"When the time comes, there will be taints on your file, whether it will affect your further studies, work or household transfer in the future, it will all have an impact."

Yingjiao nodded simply: "I understand the consequences, don't be angry, it won't happen tomorrow."

Teacher Liu didn't expect him to be soft, and he didn't believe it: "Really?"

"Yeah." Ying Jiao sneered and looked down at his right hand: "If it weren't for... I wouldn't be too lazy to touch him."

Teacher Liu frowned: "If not what? You can't tell the teacher?"

Yingjiao lowered his eyes and said nothing.

When Mr. Liu saw this, he knew that it would be a waste of time to ask any more questions, so he didn't talk nonsense to him again.

In class 7, Yingjiao went into the classroom to get a math workbook, and then went to the corridor to stand for punishment.

Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, he took off the pen cap and started to do the problem.

The three of He Conge followed them out, and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Jiao, what's the matter with you and Qiao Anyan?"

Ying Jiao calculated on the scratch paper, filled in an answer in brackets, and replied casually, "It's nothing."

Zheng Que was a little unhappy: "Brother Jiao, you don't even give us an accurate word now?"

Yingjiao looked up at him and laughed: "No, you guys..." He paused and sneered: "Just think I can't help it when he responds to him."

"Why?" Zheng Que asked reluctantly: "What can you two have in common? And you've been staring at him all this time, what's the matter?"

"He..." Ying Jiao didn't want them to think too much, and said lightly, "Wrote me a love letter."

"Fuck!" He Conge was shocked: "Yes, this kid, even my arrogant brother dares to covet."

Zheng Que just had the expression of betraying his buddy with a win-win expression, but now he immediately turned into anger: "Dare to pry at the corner of my brother Ci, are you tired of living? I don't know that our seventh class is dedicated to brother Ci. Does he serve? If I knew I would go and beat him up."

Ying Jiao glanced at him blankly: "I haven't slept yet, and I started dreaming. Jing Ji needs your full service? Go as far as I can, and he has me enough."

He Congee Zheng Que Peng Chengcheng: "..."

He Porridge never imagined that it would be like this. He could still show off the needles, so he couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "Xiu Xiuxiu, show a few hands."

Yingjiao hooked his lips and smiled: "Yes, Xiu."

He Conge was stunned, and it took a few seconds for him to realize what he meant, and he suddenly snorted: "You have it, we don't have it?!"

Ying Jiao gave him a thoughtful look.

He Conge was furious: "What kind of eyes are you looking at? You tell me clearly! I'm joking with you without panting for two hours at a time?!"

Yingjiao: "Two hours?"

He Porridge said loudly and affirmatively, "Yes! Just ask if you are strong?!"

Yingjiao was surprised: "It takes one hour and fifty-nine minutes to untie the belt? Are you a belt or a chastity belt?"

He Congee: "…………"

He Conge was so angry that the fat all over his body was shaking, and he rushed up to grab his collar: "Win arrogant!!!! You bastard!!!"

"You fall, don't implicate others, okay?" Ying Jiao easily blocked his hand and flicked the exercise book on the windowsill: "Now I'm going to start the task that Jing Ji gave me."

He curled his lips, his eyes slowly swept over He Congee and the others, and said with pity: "Poor, no boyfriend will ask you questions if you want to do it."

He Congee Zheng Que Peng Chengcheng: "..."

Who the **** wants to do the quiz? ! and! ! How many of them are straight boyfriends who want a fart! !

The three of them were so angry that he supported each other and walked away.

Ying Jiao guessed that they would not want to ask about Qiao Anyan again in the future, so he laughed and continued to do the question with his head down.

In the morning, Yingjiao stood outside the door to study while the teachers announced the results inside the door.

Without any surprises, Jing Ji took the first place in the whole grade again this time, and it was still a high score of 747.

The total score of Yingjiao was 528, an improvement of 40 points from the last time. Except for the English test, which was 149, all other subjects were hovering above and below the pass line.

As soon as the red list was posted, the provincial experiment forum began to sigh again——

[I saw the red list, your brother is still your brother. 】

[I remember a brother said last time that he can look forward to number one this time. How about this brother? Hahaha. 】

[Giving a knee to Brother Ci... I haven't studied hard for so long, and I still hang and beat me all mortals. 】

[A male **** is a male **** ah ah ah ah ah! Try to learn from the male god! ! ! 】

[Those idiots on the Internet don't know how many points each exam can get in reality. Just quit brother's achievements, what if you don't enter the national training team? The top universities in the country are still randomly selected, okay? 】

[I have already taken pictures of the red list, and I am ready to go online. At this time, I must be consistent with the outside world. 】

[Don't be discouraged, what if Brother Ci joins the training team? 】

[It's too difficult upstairs... Let's stop dreaming. 】

And Jing Ci, who was talked about by everyone, still didn't know his final exam results. At 12:30, he finished the second test on time, got on the bus and returned to the hotel.

The second test was much more difficult than the first test, but Jing Ji felt that his second test was better than the first test. Especially after Zhao Feng showed them the answer, this feeling became clearer.

"Okay, don't think about it anymore, anyway, the results will come out the day after tomorrow." After eating, Zhao Feng drove them back to the room: "We are on the 2:40 train, hurry back and pack up, don't linger. Pack up and come. Gather at the door of my room and go downstairs to check out together."

Jing Ji nodded and went back to their rooms.

After finishing all the formalities, Zhao Feng took Jing Ji and the others out of the camp.

As he walked out of the hotel door, he glanced back one last time.

Another year of winter camp is over. I don't know what their province's results will be this time.

The reporters originally wanted to go all out to interview Jing Ji and ask him if he did well in the exam and whether he was as confident as Zhao Feng about joining the national training team.

However, after turning around, I found that the people from Donghai Province had already left.

"They should have seen the comments on the Internet, so they felt guilty."

"I think so too."

"Hey, the team leader of Donghai Province is not good this year. It would be better to be as low-key as in previous years."

"Who said no, but I'm quite curious about Jingci's score. I'll ask about it when the time comes."

Even people in other provinces thought so. After all, the news broke yesterday, and Donghai Province was the first to leave the camp today.

There are sympathetic ones, there are ridicule ones, and there are those who say they deserve it.

In the discussion of others, Jing Ji and the others got on the train back.

After all, they all carried large and small bags of luggage and traveled outside for another five days. So Zhao Feng made the decision, so that they don't have to go to school today, but go back and rest for a night.

Zhou Chao and Jiang Chong were both going home, and Zhao Feng was going back too, only Jing Ji said that he wanted to go back to school.

"Brother Ci, if I don't accept anyone, I will accept you." Zhou Chao sighed with a thumbs up: "It's no wonder that I can get such high scores in the test every time."

Just now, a teacher had sent Zhao Feng the results of the three of them. After getting in the car, Zhao Feng told them.

Zhou Chao is still the second in the grade, while Jiang Chong has dropped to the seventh in the grade.

Jing Ji smiled at him and said nothing.

The second test is the same as the first test, which is also four and a half hours. After such a long period of high concentration, several people were a little tired and stopped chatting, and they all leaned on the back of the chairs and closed their eyes to rest.

When the destination was just one stop away, Jing Ji woke up and just took a sip of water when his phone suddenly vibrated. He picked it up and looked at it, it was winning arrogance.

[Pride]: Is the train late?

Jing Ji put down the mineral water bottle and replied to him——

【King】: No, it's on time.

【King】: Are you at home?

[Pride]: Not at all.

Jing Ji was stunned for a moment. It was a holiday this afternoon. It stands to reason that Yingjiao should be at home. He quickly asked: Didn't you go home?

[Pride]: Well, I'm doing He Conge a favor outside, and I don't have time to eat, so annoying.

Busy and busy, how can you not eat. Jing Ci frowned and typed——

【King】: Anyway, I have time to eat.

He thought about it for a while, and added another sentence: Otherwise, can I bring something back for you? What do you want to eat?

The provincial experiment is only half an hour's drive away from the train station. The packaging is tight and it is completely feasible to bring meals.

[Pride]: Okay, isn't there a real kung fu at the train station? I want to eat their pork ribs rice with fragrant sauce, and they can't be sold around our school.

[Jing]: Okay, I'll buy it back for you.

Twenty minutes later, the train came into the station. Jing Ji and a few people waited for the people in the carriage to be almost gone, and then they each got off with their suitcases.

Jing Ji sent Yingjiao a WeChat message, telling him that he got out of the car, and told him to go back to school as much as possible. The weather is cold, and if you leave it for too long, the food will not be warm.

Although they went home separately, Zhao Feng did not worry about them. He had already agreed to take taxis to them one by one.

Jing Ji also went to buy food, so he didn't want to bother them to wait for him, so he discussed with Zhao Feng: "Teacher, you don't need to take me, I want to eat at the train station first. There is a direct subway to the school at the station, so I can take the subway back then. already."

Zhao Feng frowned: "Eating at the train station? How expensive is that?"

"I... The restaurant I want to eat is only in the station." Jing Ci was not very skilled at lying, and said unnaturally: "Don't worry, I will definitely not run around and go back to school after eating."

It is normal for children to be greedy, plus Jing Ci has always performed well, Zhao Feng thought about it and agreed. After repeatedly telling him to pay attention to safety, he let him leave.

Jing Ji breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the station, searched the location of the restaurant on his mobile phone, and walked over directly.

It's the end of the year, and the train station is very crowded, and even the restaurants are overcrowded. Jing Ji stood at the door of the restaurant and waited for a few people with large suitcases to go out before entering the door.

All he thought about was pork ribs rice with fragrant sauce. He looked up at the menu above the bar, and locked a set meal. Just as he was about to walk over to order, he was tapped on the shoulder.

Jing Ji turned his head to look, his eyes widened suddenly: "You... why are you here?"

In the past few days when Jing Ji was away, Yingjiao's mind was all about him. I finally saw someone now, I couldn't help it, I pulled him to the corner and pressed him into my arms: "You come back today, where am I not here?"

He reached out and rubbed Jing Ji's hair hard, remembering that this was the station, he quickly let go of him, and said with a chuckle, "I really thought I was looking for He Porridge? Stupid or not?"

Jing Ji's heartbeat was so fast that it almost broke through his chest.

His throat tightened and he opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

Yingjiao came to pick him up, he came to pick him up...

"Let's go," Yingjiao took the luggage in his hand and said with a smile, "Little classmate, come home with me?"

Jing Ji calmed down for a moment, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, and nodded lightly.

Yingjiao just couldn't stand his obedient appearance. His heart was itching so badly that he hated that there were too many people here, and he couldn't even hold a small hand.

He took a deep breath, tried to throw out the mess in his mind, and asked Jing Ji, "Are you not used to staying in a hotel these days?"

"No." Jing Ji shook his head, afraid that Ying Jiao would worry about him, and tried his best to describe the advantages of the hotel: "The environment is very good, the room is clean, and it is very comfortable to live in."

Yingjiao's restraint ended in the word "comfortable" in Jing Ci.

He chuckled and said lazily: "Why do you like hotels so much? Let's go to a hotel together after the holiday? Don't you just like big beds, we'll open a suite..."

He paused and lowered his voice: "Make sure you won't fall off no matter how you sleep or what position you use."

Jing Ji's face flushed red.

Yingjiao looked at him pretending to be surprised: "Why are you blushing? I said I wanted to sleep in bed but didn't say I wanted to sleep with you, or do you have some impure thoughts about me in your heart?"

He hooked his lips and laughed sullenly: "Baby, to be honest, what were you thinking just now?"

Jing Ji's ears turned red all of a sudden, and he turned his head in embarrassment: "No, I didn't think about anything."

"Hidden and tucked with me again," Ying Jiao snorted, looked at Jing Ji's red ears, and smiled lowly: "Sooner or later, let you meet me sincerely and see how you hide."

He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the words "meet with sincerity", Jing Ji understood it instantly, and he almost lost his head and smoked.

Ying Jiao teased Jing Ji and was in a good mood. He took him by the shoulders and brought it to him, and asked him in his ear, "Do you want me?"

Jing Ji lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Ying Jiao smiled, knowing that his character was like this, and he didn't force him outside. Just as he was about to say something else, he saw Jing Ji nodded.

His whole face was red, his breathing was a little short, and he didn't raise his head in shame, but he still uttered a word softly and firmly: "Think."