Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

Jing Ji took a breath, his cheeks flushed instantly, and he turned his head and ignored him.

"What's wrong?" Ying Jiao leaned over and smiled: "Angry? Where did I say something wrong?"

He continued: "Don't be rude, little classmate, it's obvious that you nod your head to admit it, and it won't hurt if I rub it."

Jing Ji's face was so hot that it was about to burn. He casually grabbed a book and opened it, lowered his head and said nothing.

Ying Jiao took his shoulders with one hand, and clasped the pages of his book upside down on the table with the other, and said with a smile, "What book are you talking about?"

He was so close that Jing Ji could even smell the same shampoo on him.

Jing Ji's lips moved, resisting the rapid heartbeat: "You... you don't always do this."

Ying Jiao laughed. Seeing that he could hardly sit still, he felt that the heat was almost over, and suddenly said, "You were in the office just now, when you were looking at Qiao Anyan when you had a headache?"

Jing Ji's mind was in a mess at the moment, and he couldn't think at all. Hearing that, he nodded subconsciously.

Jing Ji was startled, and after realizing it, he realized what he had admitted.

Yingjiao calmly looked at his expression, smiled, and continued the topic just now: "Speak, do you feel comfortable when I touch you?"

Jing Ji breathed a sigh of relief immediately, Ying Jiao just asked casually and didn't think much about it.

In order to make Yingjiao forget the question just now, he endured the heat and nodded with difficulty.

Ying Jiao let go of Jing Ji and looked at the table thoughtfully.

The first time Jing Ji told him that he had a headache was after the midterm exam. He didn't think much about it at the time, he just thought he was bored in the classroom.

The second time Jingci had a headache, it was when the monthly exam was released. He went out with Li Zhou, and when he came back, his face was not right.

This time, it's the third time.

The first and third time he was there, the second time he was an afterthought.

Before, Ying Jiao only thought that Jing Ji was in poor health, and even wondered when he would have the opportunity to take him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

However, in the office today, Jing Ji's performance made Ying Jiao instantly overturn this idea.

From the playground to the corridor, Ying Jiao's eyes fell on Jing Ji from beginning to end, so he was sure that Jing Ji's headache started when he entered the office, not when he was smashed by a basketball.

When he saw Jing Ji rubbing his temples, just as Ying Jiao wanted to ask him, he saw Jing Ji's eyes kept searching in the office until he saw Qiao Anyan, and then he stopped.

Ying Jiao was worried that he had read it wrong, and was afraid that Jing Ci would not tell the truth to himself, so he just deliberately teased Jing Ci, taking advantage of his ashamed time to take advantage of it.

It turned out that he was not mistaken, Jing Ji really looked at Qiao Anyan at that time.

Why did Jing Ji go to Qiao Anyan subconsciously when he had a headache?

While wondering, Ying Jiao also discovered the commonality of these two headaches: after meeting Qiao Anyan.

Why?

Because the two had a fight, did Jing Ji cast a psychological shadow on him?

As soon as this idea flashed in my mind, it was denied by Yingjiao. With the character of Jing Ci, only others fear him, not him.

Why is that?

Win arrogant can't figure it out.

And the strangest thing is that when Jing Ji has a headache, his touch will make him feel much better.

If it was someone else, Ying Jiao would doubt whether this comfort was a polite answer or real. But it was Ren Jingci who spoke. His character, if he said he was comfortable, he was really comfortable.

Thinking of the origin of Jing Ci, Ying Jiao couldn't help thinking: Is there any invisible connection between himself, Qiao Anyan, and Jing Ci?

Ying Jiao pressed the question to the bottom of his heart, looked up at the wall clock, and called Jing Ji: "Let's go, go to the cafeteria to eat."

Ying Jiao didn't dare to be 100% sure about the reason for Jing Ci's headache, after all, he was not there for the second time.

Jing Ji definitely won't tell him everything, but it doesn't matter, he can go to Li Zhou.

Jing Ji's mood has calmed down now, he nodded, put down the book in his hand, and went to the cafeteria with Ying Jiao.

The other classes haven't finished class yet, and most of the students in the canteen are from Class 7.

Seeing Jing Ji, they came over to ask him what happened just now, and Jing Ji patiently explained to them one by one.

Hearing that the special students were taken away by the principal, the seventh class immediately laughed with schadenfreude.

Let them go crazy, kick the iron plate, they deserve it!

Jing Ji and a few people finished their lunch, and the bell rang for the fourth quarter.

Li Zhou looked at the crowd rushing towards the cafeteria, and a sense of superiority suddenly developed in his heart: "It's really cool."

Zheng Que smelt like him, and patted his stomach when he heard the words: "I just like to see them run wild for food when I'm full."

Yingjiao slowed down, took out his mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Zheng Que.

Zheng Que was stunned at first, then glanced at Ying Jiao without a trace, put down his phone, and put his arms around Li Zhou's neck: "Come on, accompany me to the grocery store to buy something."

"Okay." Li Zhou readily agreed.

The two walked towards the store together.

Ying Jiao and Jing Ji entered the classroom and sat in their seats for a while before they went out with their mobile phones. They met Li Zhou and Zheng Que who were waiting there in front of the teaching building.

"I asked you something." Ying Jiao said lightly, motioning for Li Zhou to come with him.

Li Zhou walked in the back uneasy, feeling up and down in his heart. For fear that Ying Jiao hadn't finished the bowl of vinegar in the morning, he deliberately reserved it to settle accounts with himself.

Yingjiao didn't stop until he walked to the flower bed next to the teaching building.

He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a sip, and said to Li Zhou, "Last time the monthly exam was released, did you and Jing Ji meet anything outside?"

Li Zhou was stunned and said blankly, "No."

After all, so many days have passed, and Li Zhou's impression of that day is blurred, and he really can't remember it.

Seeing this, Yingjiao asked more specifically: "Did you meet Qiao Anyan that day?"

This Li Zhou did not forget.

He nodded: "I met him, right in front of the red list. He looked at Jing Ci in the wrong way. If it wasn't for Jing Ci's low blood sugar, I would have to go up and ask him if he was looking for something."

He guessed right, Ying Jiao's eyes were complicated, and Jing Ji's headache was indeed related to Qiao Anyan.

Yingjiao flicked the cigarette ash in the trash can, and asked again, "Did Jingci suddenly have a low blood sugar that day?"

Li Zhou recalled and affirmed: "Yes, I told him to go after reading his score, but he didn't know what he was looking at, and kept standing in front of the red list. Then he started to look wrong, and then I watched. Arrived at Qiao Anyan."

Ying Jiao was stunned for a moment, remembering what Jing Ji said to him at the time: "I saw your score." The corners of his lips couldn't help but get higher and higher, he glanced at the half of the cigarette in his hand, and crushed the cigarette butt. Throw in the trash can.

"Okay, I see." Ying Jiao took out a piece of coconut candy from his pocket, peeled off the candy wrapper and threw it into his mouth, and said to Li Zhou, "Thank you for this today."

Li Zhou was flattered: "You're welcome, you're welcome."

Ying Jiao nodded at him, turned around and left.

Just after taking two steps, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned around again, and looked at Li Zhou with a light expression: "I'm looking for you today, you don't have to make it in front of Jing Ji, okay?"

"I-I know."

Yingjiao put one hand in his pocket, took out his mobile phone and sent WeChat while walking.

[Pride]: Help me check Qiao Anyan.

[Uncle He Family]: The one who fought with Brother Ci? What the **** is he doing?

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Brother Jiao, what's the matter with you today? It's looking for Li Zhou again, and it's looking for Qiao Anyan again.

[Pride]: There is something to confirm.

[Peng Chengcheng]: Okay, I have someone I know in class eleven.

[Pride]: Thank you.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: It's not arrogant brother, you make it clear, you suddenly check what Qiao Anyan wants to do? Are you empathizing and leaving love, and want to **** us to say goodbye? !

【arrogant】:…………

[Pride]: I think you are awake.

[Zheng Que is incorrect]: Look! ! I said there is a problem? ! Are you still a person? !

[Uncle He Family]: Brother Jiao, don't scare me.

【Pride】: Sober people are the most absurd.

【Peng Chengcheng】：…………

【Zheng Que】：_(:з」∠)_

Yingjiao put away his phone, stood in front of the building for a while, and returned to the classroom with his feet raised.

It was a rare silence in the classroom, and everyone was looking at the forum with their heads down.

In the morning, the conflict between them and the special students was so noisy, and it was after class time, and many people saw it. Because it involves Jing Ji, some good people even secretly took a few photos and put them on the forum together.

[Fuck, that group of talented students beat Brother Ci? ! Crazy about them. 】

[I saw with my own eyes that Brother Ci's head was smashed by a professional student with a basketball. 】

[The idiot standing under the basketball hoop is chasing me recently. Originally wanted to agree, but now... hehe, let him go to hell. 】

[I've really convinced them, whoever is not good at it, go to Brother Ci. Even if it hits, it's not good to hit it, but it hits the head! Brother Ci's finals are about to start ah ah ah! Please don't hold back, okay? 】

[To be honest, I don't like Jing Ji very much. But our school finally found a person who is likely to enter the national training team. Can't we put him first at this time? 】

【What's the noise? Jing Ji's head is made of paper? Can you break it with one hit? And won't Yingjiao beat that special student later? To be ruthless, it is better to win arrogance. 】

[Upstairs, is it different? Fortunately, everything is fine now, what if something happens? 】

[Okay, I can’t say no to you, anyway, good students can do anything, hehe. 】

The seventh class lacked everything, just not lack of time. As long as they saw a message saying that Jing Ci was not good, they would go up to fight and tear up with other people in the forum.

The posts that led to Jing Ji's fight were floating on the homepage for several days, so that everyone from the third year of high school to the first year of high school knew about it.

In such an atmosphere, the official finally announced the list of provincial teams for the East China Sea Mathematics Competition.

Three people from the province entered the final: Jing Ji, Zhou Chao and Jiang Chong.

Don't look at the fact that there are only three people, compared to last year's single Miao Miao, it is several times more.

The provincial experiment was happy and made a good news directly and posted it on the school's bulletin board.

So, a very strange situation appeared on the bulletin board——

On the left is the notice that Jing Ci entered the finals of the National Mathematics High School Federation, and on the right is the page after page of the review book by the special students.

Comparing the two is tantamount to public execution.

Especially after someone took a photo and posted it on the forum, everyone who provoked it was below hahahaha, and the few talented students who fought with Jing Ci became even more famous.

The special students regretted their past, and every time they passed the bulletin board, they were a little faster than others.

At the same time, the amount of prize money for the provincial experiment for the Olympiad has finally been determined.

Jing Ji rewarded three thousand, Zhou Chao two thousand, and Jiang Chong one thousand.

Originally, there was no bonus for entering the finals of the Olympiad, but because Jing Ci's personal performance was too outstanding this year, the school decided to award it for the first time.

Teacher Liu said to Jing Ci: "The school will hold a commendation meeting on Monday afternoon, and you will be asked to collect the bonus on the stage."

He paused and smiled, "Don't worry."

Jing Ji nodded to show that he knew.

Mr. Liu thought for a while, but he didn't expect other instructions, so he waved his hand and let Jing Ji leave.

As soon as Jing Ji walked out of the office, he saw Ying Jiao waiting in the corridor.

"Is something wrong?"

"No," Ying Jiao smiled and hugged his shoulders and said, "Come with me to the grocery store?"

"Okay."

The first evening self-study was just over, and the playground was full of people making noises. Jing Ji and Ying Jiao walked side by side on the path, and Ying Jiao asked Jing Ji, "What did Lao Liu do with you just now?"

Jing Ji didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were slightly straight, and he didn't answer. It was not until Ying Jiao asked the second time that he suddenly said: "Speaking about the bonus."

"Little classmate, this is what you are wrong," Ying Jiao snorted and squeezed his face: "Who do you think about when you are with me?"

Jing Ji didn't answer.

The sourness in Yingjiao's heart suddenly rushed to the sky.

After finally finding a chance to be alone, it's okay if Jing Ji is not attentive, and he still thinks about others in front of him, is this a good thing?

Ying Jiao took a deep breath, and slightly forced his hand around Jing Ji's shoulder: "You..."

"Is there anything you want?"

Jing Ji lowered his eyes, and his voice was light, as if he said ordinary words: "I will send you."

Ying Jiao stared at him blankly, and stopped involuntarily.

Jing Ji lowered his head and looked at his shoes: "The bonus is three thousand, which is much more than expected. Do you have anything you want? I'll buy it for you."

They had just walked on the upper brick path, and there were constantly laughing and noisy classmates passing by. Jing Ji stood there quietly, the dim light of the playground fell on his head, casting a layer of light halo on his handsome side face. It made him lose a layer of coldness and looked a little softer than usual.

Yingjiao closed his eyes and suddenly smiled.

Ying Jiao grabbed Jing Ji's wrist and couldn't resist pulling him to the flower bed where almost no one passed by. His deep eyes tightly gripped his face: "As long as I want, I can do anything?"

Jing Ji nodded: "Well."

Yingjiao's Adam's apple rolled up and down a few times, pushed him against the wall, leaned over and pressed him, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Then what about kissing you? Can I kiss you if I want?"

The author has something to say: small theater, win arrogance: I can't help it.