Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Soon after Jing Ji got into the car, new news came in on WeChat. He picked up his mobile phone and saw that it was Xiao Leyue, and asked him if he was at the station at 5:30.

[Xiao Leyue]: Uncle Zhao told me your train schedule. He asked me to take care of you more.

[Xiao Leyue]: Is your training location at the High School Affiliated to Yangcheng University? I'll pick you up at the station later.

For the New Year's Eve, Jing Ji didn't want to bother him, not to mention that he had already checked the subway route when he was at home, so he typed a reply—

[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, I'm fine at home anyway, so I'll just go out to relax.

He said so, but Jing Ji refused, so he could only agree.

It is the third day of the new year, and the peak of the Spring Festival travel season has passed. There were not many people in the train station. After Jing Ji left the station, he sent a message to Yingjiao to report that he was safe. When he looked up, he saw Xiao Leyue who was waving at him desperately.

"Happy New Year, Brother Xiao." Jing Ji walked over with his suitcase and greeted him.

"Happy New Year." Xiao Leyue handed a paper bag with roasted sweet potatoes to Jing Ji: "Come and try it, I bought it outside, and it's quite sweet."

Jing Ji thanked him and took the roasted sweet potato.

"Let me tell you, I'm eager to come out and get some air." Xiao Leyue took him to the subway entrance and complained: "In the past few days, when my relatives are having dinner together, either let me help the children with their homework, or ask me to help fix the computer. It's easy to fix your phone."

Xiao Leyue threw the sweet potato rind into the trash can. Seeing that Jingci didn't eat it, she couldn't help but say, "Eat it quickly, or it will be cold when you get off the subway."

Jing Ji was dragging his luggage in his hand, so he couldn't eat while walking, so he simply stood by the trash can, intending to peel the skin before leaving.

"Your house is very lively."

"Don't mention it, it hurts my head because of the quarrel." Xiao Leyue bit off a third of the sweet potato in one bite, and while chewing, asked him vaguely, "Have you done the question I sent you last time?"

Jing Ji nodded, and briefly told him his thoughts.

The more Xiao Leyue listened, the brighter her eyes became: "Yes! That's right! I'm stuck in a dead end, and I can't do it no matter what I say."

He clicked his tongue and sighed: "I'm old, and my brain is not as good as your young people."

While talking, Jing Ji had already finished peeling his skin, and the two continued to walk forward.

Xiao Leyue suddenly thought of something. He looked at Jing Ji's face and asked tentatively, "You and your girlfriend are doing well now?"

Jing Ji froze for a moment, thinking of his "girlfriend", and involuntarily raised the corners of his lips: "Well."

Xiao Leyue couldn't help but leaned.

Jing Ji was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Is she happy with your present?"

Jing Ji nodded: "I'm happy." Not only is he happy, but every exercise book is well preserved, not even a folded corner.

Xiao Leyue: "..."

Xiao Leyue didn't understand. He was also sending a book. Why did Jing Ji laugh at this moment, but he wanted to cry bitterly in his heart.

The little beauty in their courtyard was very happy when he heard him give a New Year's gift. Later, I found out that what he was going to send was a high number eighteen lecture, and after leaving a series of periods for him, he never paid any attention to him again.

"It's okay." Xiao Leyue glanced at the lucky guy Jing Ji with a complicated expression, afraid that he would ask deeply, and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, prepare more for your daily necessities and snacks."

He held up **** smeared with sweet potatoes and wiped the paper bag: "The training team has a very high training intensity, and they have to study for at least 14 hours a day. At that time, you don't even dare to drink too much water, you are afraid Going to the toilet is a waste of time."

Thinking back to those days, Xiao Leyue couldn't help but smack her tongue. When he was writing his thesis for graduation in college, he never tried so hard: "There is a lot of mental and physical pressure, Xiaojing, you have to resist, brother is optimistic about you."

Jing Ji handed him a tissue and smiled: "I'll try my best."

The training team arrived on time at 8:00 a.m. on the fourth day of the fourth day, and Jing Ji arrived a day earlier. After putting the luggage in the hotel, he invited Xiao Leyue out to have a meal. He didn't go out for a while, and sent him back to his room.

When Xiao Leyue was here just now, he couldn't keep looking at his phone, so he didn't chat with Yingjiao much. The time was free now, thinking of the things he put at the bottom of the bookcase in the study, Jing Ji couldn't help but call Ying Jiao over.

The phone was picked up after only two rings, and Ying Jiao's familiar voice came from the microphone: "Have you finished eating?"

Jing Ji made a "hmm".

"So good," Ying Jiao chuckled, "Call me as soon as you get back, do I have to reward you with something?"

"No," Ying Jiao was slack, and he bought things that were useful and useless as long as they were pleasing to the eye. Jing Ji was afraid that he would spend money indiscriminately again, so he quickly said: "I don't want it, don't bother."

"How can it be said to be troublesome," Yingjiao raised his eyebrows and said shamelessly, "This is called a win-win situation."

Jing Ji didn't understand: "What?"

"Reward you a little..." Yingjiao licked his lower lip, threw the pen in his hand aside, shook the chair lazily, and whispered: "You like the delicious food, and I like it too, it's a win-win situation. wrong?"

He deliberately bit **** the pronunciation of the word "delicious", Jing Ji was stunned, and when he reacted, his cheeks were hot with shame, and his head was smoking: "You...you are serious."

Is this inappropriate? He didn't even show one-thousandth of his strength.

Yingjiao sighed, his little classmate's face is still too thin, he must have been exercising less in bed. But thinking that he was going to training early tomorrow morning, Ying Jiao was afraid that he would be distracted by molesting him again, so he swallowed the dirty words that came to his mouth, and said, "Okay, listen to you, don't say anything."

Jing Ji got up and opened the window, and the cold wind poured in instantly from the gap, making the temperature on his face drop a lot: "I...forgot to tell you before."

"Um?"

Jing Ji adjusted his breathing and pretended to be natural: "I put your household registration book in the bookcase in the study."

Jing Ji was messing around with his household registration a few years ago. Xu was looking for a sense of ritual when he was an adult, and he was determined not to accompany him. Only at the beginning, I asked for his account book.

Yingjiao didn't find it strange, and he replied casually: "Okay."

He didn't notice anything...

Jing Ji was a little disappointed, and there was a little expectation of hidden treasures and others to dig it, and he emphasized it again: "I just told you, you can go there to find it when you want to use it."

I don't know when he will find out, and what will his reaction be when he finds out...

Jing Ji held the phone and smiled secretly.

"Well, I know." Yingjiao wasn't interested in the account book, and besides, he didn't use that thing more than once in a few years. He didn't bother to look at it, so he turned the topic back to Jing Ji: "Are you nervous tomorrow?"

Rather than being nervous, Jing Ji was more excited about coming into contact with new knowledge. He said honestly, "Not at all."

Ying Jiao smiled, it was really a Jing Ci-style answer, he had pure yearning for his favorite subject, and... he was extremely confident.

The two chatted for a while, and confirmed that Jing Ji was in a stable state of mind now, and that he was not uncomfortable. Ying Jiao didn't bother him anymore, and urged him to hang up.

That night, Jing Ji slept well, and set off early the next morning to report at the High School Affiliated to Yangcheng.

After receiving the badge and timetable, the staff took it to the dormitory.

The dormitory is a quadruple room. It can be seen that the school is very attentive. Not only was the player's name posted on each bed to prevent conflicts caused by grabbing a bed, but the dormitory was also kept clean.

When Jing Ji arrived, the other three roommates had already arrived and were putting things in the cabinet. After seeing him, they greeted him.

Among them was a little fat man named Wang Qiong, who was particularly curious about Jing Ci, so he leaned over and asked him, "You are from Donghai Province, right?"

Jing Ji opened the suitcase, took the contents out, and said, "Yes."

"I've read a lot of your news." Wang Qiong smiled: "You are really amazing."

"No." Jing Ji smiled, just now he already knew Wang Qiong's score in the national final: "Our scores are about the same."

"It's different." Wang Qiong handed him his clothes and raised his head, "Our province has an advantage in competition. Three people came from our school this time, but unfortunately, they are not in the same dormitory."

Before Jing Ji set off, he was instructed by Teacher Liu, asking him to be as warm as possible to the people around him. So since Wang Qiong handed over the olive branch, he took it as well. After a while, the estrangement 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, and they eat in the school cafeteria and are not allowed to leave the school gate.

"Have you seen him?" After lunch, the two walked out of the cafeteria. Wang Qiong pointed to a tall, thin person in front of him and whispered to Jing Ji, "His name is Cen Hai, he is a special cow. It's the opening ceremony tomorrow morning. The player representatives who are going to speak on stage are almost booked for the national team."

Wang Qiong's school has done very well in competitions, so she knows more inside information than Jing Ci.

Jing Ji looked in the direction he pointed, and silently took note of Cen Hai's appearance.

"We are not very lucky, there are many great gods this year." Wang Qiong sighed: "But it doesn't matter, anyway, the university has been decided, it is better to be able to go abroad for free. If you can't go, go back to school honestly."

Speaking of the International Olympic Games as a trip abroad... Jing Ji couldn't help laughing, not to mention it was quite appropriate.

"Well, do your best."

The first day of the report was nothing, 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 picked up abruptly.

In the morning, it was a happy and relaxing opening ceremony, and in the afternoon, it was a high-intensity study.

The main reason is that the fourteen days are too tight.

In the first round of the training team, a total of four exams are required, and then the national reserve team members are selected according to their comprehensive results. On average, there is an exam every two days.

While Jing Ji and the others were training intensively, the outside world was also paying attention to their news.

[Come, come, the prediction of the second round of the national training team! I bet on Cen Hai. 】

[There must be my senior Wang Qiong! 】

[Best me Cen God ah ah ah ah! My life purpose! 】

[I guess Jing Ci. 】

[Jing Ci...the one from Donghai Province? To tell the truth, it is unlikely, it is a miracle that he can enter the training team. 】

【Jingshen! ! ! Good looking and awesome, I blow it up! 】

【Anyone can be consecrated now? I found that Donghai Province is really good at hype. A player who was originally unknown is now well known in the circle. Are you really not afraid of being hyped up? Really, keep a low profile and look at the resumes of the other members of the training team. It is indeed impossible for Jing Ji to enter the second round. 】

[Impossible +1, not for people, for provinces. 】

Because of the previous slap in the face, the topic of Jing Ji was quite high. Many people are speculating about his training team performance, and most of them are not optimistic.

As mentioned in the previous post, for the first time, Jing Ji was not well-known in the Olympiad before, and he had not undergone systematic training. It was a big luck to be able to join the training team. As for the national reserve team, it's not a matter of luck alone. Second, I really have no confidence in the education of Donghai Province.

Jing Ji didn't know anything about the Internet at all, and he didn't have time to touch his phone now. New knowledge and new challenges have captured his full attention. What's more, the people around him are very powerful, so powerful that he was inspired to fight for the first time.

In this way, one day later, Jing Ji ushered in his first exam in the training team.

From 8:00 in the morning to 12:30 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 test.

But there is no time to rest, so I have to devote myself to the next training without being distracted at all, otherwise I will not be able to keep up with the teacher's progress.

In the evening, Wang Qiong walked vainly on the playground and said to Jing Ji, "It's only been a quarter of the time, and I feel a little unbearable."

Jing Ji was also very tired, and he rubbed his temples: "I thought I could read for a while after I went back."

Wang Qiong looked at him in horror: "No way, are you so perverted?"

Jing Ji shook his head: "No, I can't watch it anymore, I just want to sleep now."

The two returned to the dormitory together. After washing up, Jing Ji just sat on the bed when he received a call from Ying Jiao. He was so tired, and his roommates didn't come back in the water room outside, so he didn't go out, leaned on the bed rail to answer the phone: "Yingjiao."

Yingjiao keenly sensed that something was wrong with his voice: "Sleepy?"

"Well." Jing Ji rubbed his eyes, took off his shoes and went to bed: "It's been too long for the exam, I can't stand it."

"Then go to sleep." Yingjiao has nothing to do, he just misses him and wants to talk to him: "I'm hanging up."

"Don't." Jing Ji hurriedly stopped, he glanced at the direction of the door, and said a little embarrassedly: "More...

Yingjiao laughed: "Miss me?"

Jing Ji blushed and hummed.

"Be obedient, go to bed first." Ying Jiao understood Jing Ji, and if he couldn't help but say it, he was really tired. Unwilling to take up his rest time, he deliberately said, "You can only come back to heal and save people if you keep your spirits up."

Jing Ji was shaking the quilt, and when he heard the words, he thought that the sound he made was too loud, and he heard it wrong: "Healing and saving people?"

"Yeah." Ying Jiao chuckled and whispered, "Treat lovesickness..."

Jing Ci shrunk into the quilt, feeling a little sweet and moved. Before he could recall this feeling carefully, he heard Ying Jiao say again: "Save our son, you are not here, they were all flushed into the sewer."

Jing Ci: "..."

You don't even have to look at it, Ying Jiao can imagine how Jing Ji's face is red and his ears are red now, and he can't wait to dive into the quilt. He can't help laughing and asks, "Do you want to sleep now?"

Jing Ji: "... um."

"Good night then."

"Good night."