Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Ying Jiao was silent for half a minute, and when he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse: "You..." He looked at Jing Ji: "Why did you choose this one?"

Jing Ji lowered his eyes, did not look at him, and said calmly, "If you want to see it, choose."

"Want to see it?" Yingjiao repeated.

He didn't think Jing Ji was someone who would like to watch romantic movies.

They have known each other for more than two months. Jing Ci looks good and learns well, attracting many bees and butterflies. But Jing Ji never gave them a second look, and even made it clear that he was not interested in dating.

And...according to his character of mopping people, he should like that kind of blockbuster.

But he chose this kind of movie that little girls like, so he can't think about it...

Ying Jiao calmed down the throbbing in his heart, stared at Jing Ji, and asked again, "Do you want to see it?"

"Otherwise?" Jing Ji stood up, put his schoolbag on one shoulder, and asked blankly.

Ying Jiao smiled, stood up after him, looked down at Jing Ji, and whispered in his ear: "You know what? Your fingers curl up when you lie."

Jing Ji was startled and looked down subconsciously.

"I lied to you." The smile in Yingjiao's eyes slowly overflowed.

When Jing Ji felt guilty, he wouldn't curl his fingers, he would just lower his eyes and try his best to look indifferent.

Ying Jiao's heart was sour and soft, he grabbed Jing Ji's hand, held it gently, and intertwined his fingers. Before Jing Ji wanted to struggle, he smiled and said, "Smear some of the aura of the God of Learning, and get good grades in the exam later, will the God of Learning make it easier?"

Jing Ji tilted his head slightly, his face a little unnatural, but he did not refuse.

The people in the first examination room were very self-conscious. When Jing Ji entered the door, everyone except him arrived.

He glanced up at the seat map on the blackboard and walked over to the first seat in the south row.

The bottom immediately began to whisper.

"Wow! The real person is more handsome than the photo!"

"It turns out that he is Jing Ji."

"Ahhh, I remember this face! The man who ended my dream of taking the first exam!"

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Just as Jing Ji put the test equipment on the table, he was suddenly hit on the back by something. He looked back and saw that Zhou Chaozheng waved desperately at him across Jiang Chong: "Why are you here so late?"

"It's a little slow to pack up."

"Hey," Zhou Chao glanced at the door, and seeing that the invigilator had not come yet, he ran to Jing Ji with this Olympiad math problem set in his arms: "I have a question I want to ask you, so you won't come if you wait."

While complaining, he opened the exercise book in his hand, pointed to the page and said, "That's it."

Jing Ji looked at him in surprise: "You still bring a workbook for the exam?"

"There's no way," Zhou Chao said helplessly, "Who told you not to be in the same class as me? Teacher Zhao told me this question, but I didn't understand it very well. If I ask again, I will definitely be scolded."

He smiled and said indifferently: "When the teacher comes, I will put the exercise book on the podium."

Jing Ji nodded and looked in the direction he pointed.

This is a sequence solving problem that requires the proof of two small questions.

He pondered for a while, took a pencil and worked it out on the scratch paper, then looked at Zhou Chao: "Let's look at the first question..."

"You will do this?" Zhou Chao interrupted him in disbelief.

"I've done the same type of question before, and it's almost the same." Jing Ji explained, and just about to continue, Zhou Chao suddenly raised his hand and patted the table: "Damn! You are too good!"

At the same time, the door of the classroom was pushed open, Zhao Feng walked in with Zhang Jing holding the paper, and both of them heard what Zhou Chao said.

Zhang Jing's footsteps stopped, and involuntarily fell behind Zhao Feng by half a step.

Zhao Feng sneered, put the paper on the podium, and looked at Zhou Chao: "Why don't you go back to your seat? Do you want to sit in the first position and give Jing Ji a gauntlet?"

"No, no, no!" Zhou Chao shook his head again and again, handed in the Maths Olympiad problem set and the draft paper on which he had written, and ran back to the third seat.

He didn't dare to think about the first place, and he could look forward to the second place.

Mr. Zhao glanced at the audience and emphasized the exam discipline intentionally: "Pack up all irrelevant things, and put all those with schoolbags on the windowsill."

Zhang Jing silently opened the sealed papers, counted several copies, and sent them from the north row, and the last one arrived at Jing Ji.

When receiving the papers, Jing Ji's eyes accidentally met Zhang Jing's. Zhang Jing was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked away.

Indeed, as said on the forum, the difficulty of this exam is much lower than that of the mid-term exam, and even the clues given in the composition are not so plausible.

From basics to reading, to composition, Jing Ci writes quickly, and there is rarely a time to stop and think for a long time.

Zhang Jing sat on the podium, endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back Chao Jingci and walked over, staying by his side, looking down at his papers.

But this time, she never dared to touch it again.

Just like the mid-term exam, after Jing Ji finished, he checked the basic questions in front of him, and if there was no problem, he handed in the papers in advance and left.

Last time, because Jing Ji took the exam in the last exam room, the top students never saw his state when he answered the question. At this moment, seeing Jingci handed in, many people looked up at the time in panic.

At first glance, I was dumbfounded. There were 20 minutes before the exam was over, and Jing Ji had already handed in the paper?

He is also the first person in the test, how can he be so beast? !

However, this shock is not one-time, but persistent.

In the math test in the afternoon, other people were still racing against time to answer the questions. Jing Ji had already packed up and handed in the papers.

If eyes can kill people, Jing Ji has now been poked into a sieve by the people in the first examination room.

Why did this pervert go to the first exam room to stimulate people? !

Can you apply to the school and let him take the exam alone in a room? ! !

Who the **** can resist this? !

My mind is broken...

The top students went crazy, and even the scumbags of Class 7 were far behind.

After dinner, about the early submission of the Jingci exam, I swiped on the forum.

【I'm going to die on a horse! ! ! Is this an exam? I feel that my IQ has been crushed in all directions [Ge You Paralysis]]

[The first time I saw the big brother hand in the papers, I thought it was time, and I was so scared that I was in a cold sweat. The second time... I had a thought in my mind: Oh, he handed in the papers ahead of time again. 】

[To be honest, once, I crushed other people like this in our junior high school... Lu Xun said it well, the way of heaven is reincarnated...]

[I think Jing Ci did well in the test this time. The head teacher of the seventh class was the one who invigilated us in the math test. He took Jing Ci's paper and looked at it for a while, smiling until his mouth could not close. 】

[Thinking that there are two exams tomorrow... autistic. 】

[I understand the truth, how did Jing Ci learn it? Has anyone from Class 7 come out and talk about it? 】

[People from Class 7 are here, in fact, the learning method of Jing Ci is not difficult. Just listen to it in class, write a note to the rest of our class after class, and then go to bed at the time. 】

【…………………… Shut up upstairs! 】

[The important thing is said three times: Shut up! To shut up! To shut up! 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! ! ! ! ! 】

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At the same time, the provincial experimental junior high school was just after school, and Jing Miao took his new mobile phone to show off to his friends: "My dad bought it for me, how about it?"

"Wow, your dad is so nice." His friend looked left and right with his new mobile phone, and his eyes were full of envy: "My dad can't do it, he said that he would buy it for me when I received a notice from the high school. "

Jing Miao reached out and brushed her hair, and said triumphantly, "My dad hurts me so much, he will buy me what I want."

"Can you use your mobile phone to look at the forum of the high school?" The friend said enviously: "The bosses of the high school don't know what they are doing every day."

"Look." Jing Miao didn't care about unlocking the phone: "I'll buy a new one in a while."

In order to let the students of the junior high school know more about the senior high school, the high school forum of the provincial experiment is also open to the students of the junior high school.

Jing Miao's friend watched the forum for a while, and suddenly said, "Hey, Jing Miao, there is a scholar in high school with the same surname as you."

Jing Miao smiled conceitedly: "All of us surnamed Jing have learned well."

"His name is Jingji." His friend clicked on a post: "My God, what a **** of learning! The exam was submitted ahead of time, and the last exam was 25 points higher than the second place! Damn, is this still a human?!"

Jingmiao's body froze, and immediately grabbed the phone from his friend: "What do you think that person's name is?"

"Jing Ji!" His friend looked at him inexplicably: "What's wrong?"

Impossible, impossible to be the scene speech he thought!

Jing Miao gritted her teeth and browsed the posts at a glance.

Must be the same name!

He still doesn't know what Jing Ji is? His mother said that Jing Ci is a born bad embryo, and sooner or later it is the material of the prison.

How can such a person learn well? !

However, the more he looked down, the paler Jingmiao's face became.

Jing Ci and the seventh class of high school are all correct.

Pulling down further, a candid photo of Jing Ji suddenly appeared in front of him.

Amidst the handsome and handsome reply below, Jing Miao's phone clapped and fell to the ground.

In the seventh class of high school, Jing Ji just came back from dinner when Ying Jiao suddenly came over and asked him, "By the way, what is the name of the movie we are going to watch on Sunday?"

He rubbed his temples and sighed tiredly: "I'm having trouble with my brain during the exam."

Jing Ci didn't have so much fun, and he didn't think much about hearing the words, and honestly said: ""I like you"."

The corners of Yingjiao's lips curled up uncontrollably, he nodded and repeated, "Well, I like you."

"like you."

"like you."

Jing Ji glanced at him and thought silently in his heart, is it because the homework he gave him was too heavy, which caused him to become confused at a young age, and he couldn't even remember the name of a movie, and he had to repeat it several times.

Jing Ji looked away with some guilt, looked at the empty water glass on the table, and went to the water dispenser to collect water.

Win arrogant mood is really good.

From knowing the reason why Jing Ci chose that romantic movie in the morning, and now he finally took the opportunity to spit out his heart, he could hardly hold back his excitement.

He even searched the Weibo of the director of "I Like You", and sincerely wanted to ask him why he made such an excellent movie and had such an outstanding name.

By the way, I would like to reward him again, thanking him for his contribution to his great love.

However, the director did not open Weibo at all, and Yingjiao had nowhere to express his joy. After thinking about it, he couldn't hold back and turned around.

Just after the exam, He Conge was sighing and thinking about how to get home and pass the test after the results came out. Peng Chengcheng also had a cold face and didn't know what he was thinking, but Zheng Que, the heartless, was stealthily pulling out his mobile phone, wanting to play a game while Teacher Liu was away.

"You..." Ying Jiao's eyes slowly swept over a few people, and after a few people looked at him together, he asked, "Have you seen Jing Ji?"

He Porridge Zheng Que Peng Chengcheng: "???"

He Congee glanced forward: "Didn't Jing Ji just pick up the water in front?"

He was just about to ask Yingjiao if he had been studying too hard recently and had broken his eyes, when he heard Yingjiao say, "Oh, I know."

He Porridge Zheng Que Peng Chengcheng: "???"

Know what to ask? ? ? ill? ? ? ?

Yingjiao hooked his lips and showed a sultry smile: "It's nothing, it's just that our little classmates are too cute, and I want you to take a look."

He Congee: "…………"

Zheng Que: "…………"

Peng Chengcheng: "…………"

The author has something to say: Small Theater, Yingjiao: Is it cute? People are mine. Don't be envious, you can't be envious.

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

Then, the movie "Like You" was made up by me, and it doesn't correspond to reality.