The emotion in Jing Ci's heart disappeared instantly. He blushed and glared at Ying Jiao: "You, don't talk nonsense!"

Ying Jiao looked at him in surprise: "When did I say nonsense? It seems you forgot. Come on, brother, I will help you recall it."

"It was a dark and windy night, and the lights in the box were flashing. Under the gaze of more than 20 people in the class, I pressed you onto the sofa..."

Before he could finish a sentence, an exercise book was thrown at him.

Jing Ci couldn't bear it anymore and gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"

Yingjiao easily blocked the exercise book, held it in his hand, and raised his eyebrows: "Wow, you won't recognize me even if you kiss me, little classmate, are you such a scumbag?"

Jing Ci choked: "We didn't, we didn't kiss!"

"You're kidding," Yingjiao threw the exercise book on the table and turned around: "More than half of the class at that time can testify. If you say there was no kiss, then there was no kiss?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and knocked on He Zhi's table at the back: "Old He, I want to ask you something, the day we had a dinner together..."

Before the next words came out, Jing Ci covered his mouth with his hands.

He Cong was playing a game with Peng Chengcheng, head to head, when he saw the postures of the two of them. He lowered his head expressionlessly, grabbed a copy of "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation", put it up, covered it in front of his face, and made a

It looks like do not disturb.

However, his face is so big that the pages of the book cannot cover it at all. From Yingjiao's angle, you can even clearly see the twitching corners of his mouth...

"Huh?" Yingjiao held Jing Ci's wrist, pulled his hand down, looked at He Zhi, and smiled: "Old He, I'm asking you if we can have dinner together..."

"Stop asking!" Jing Ci's ears turned red. He tried his best to hold back the heat in his face and emphasized again in a low voice: "Stop asking!"

"How can you not ask a question of principle?" Yingjiao said, his face not red, his heart not beating, his expression extremely natural, and he was about to turn around again: "Maybe I remembered it wrong."

He paused and added: "It's not accurate to just ask He Zhou. Who else was there that day? Lao Zheng, Lao Peng, Wu Weicheng... you have to ask."

Jing Ci: "..."

Yingjiao looked at his flushed face and suppressed a smile: "So, are we kissing or not?"

Jing Ci took a deep breath, his face was so hot that he almost ignited spontaneously. He lowered his eyes and looked away from Ying Jiao, and gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Kiss, kiss."

"Really? Do you want to confirm again?"

Jing Ci closed his eyes, afraid that he would really ask, so he risked his life: "Really! Kissed me!"

Yingjiao was finally satisfied, rubbed his head and let him go.

Since sharing each other's secrets, the relationship between Jing Ci and Yingjiao has become much closer than before.

In the past, Yingjiao took the initiative in almost all interactions between the two of them. Except for studying, Jing Ji rarely talked to Yingjiao.

But now, during recess, Jing Ci occasionally chats with Ying Jiao. Although he is still shy when he teases her, he is no longer angry. Sometimes Ying Jiao even smokes too hard, and Jing Ci still

Will remind him.

"It smells very strong?" Yingjiao lowered his head and smelled himself: "Did it smell to you?"

"No, it doesn't taste good." Jing Ji put down the pen in his hand: "I saw it when you gave He Zhou a cigarette before."

Yesterday there was a whole box, but now the box is dented.

Yingjiao laughed: "Just for a few days."

He wasn't a big smoker, but he was a little anxious when his results came out today. He couldn't complain to someone, so he could only hold it in his heart and smoke to vent it.

Yingjiao took out his cigarette case and felt like smoking again.

Jing Ci glanced at him, and Yingjiao coughed, unscrewed the mineral water bottle, took a sip of water, and threw the cigarette into the hole in the table: "Don't worry, I won't smoke."

Jing Ci's eyes stayed on his hand for a few seconds, then he looked up at the time. There were still seven minutes until class started. If he hurried up, he would still be in time...

He pushed away his chair and walked out.

Jing Ci was not around, and Ying Jiao was even more uneasy. He looked around and turned around to chat with He Zong and the others to divert his attention, but found that several people were gathering together, muttering something about something.

What to do.

Yingjiao reached out and knocked on their table: "What are you looking at?"

"Ahem, cough, cough," He Zhou thought it was Teacher Liu who was here. He was so frightened that he almost threw his phone away. He patted his chest and said in horror: "My heart is about to be frightened by you. There is nothing new, I just visit the forum every day."

"

Because it has been confirmed that the results will be out today, everyone is discussing on the forum right now. Among them, there are the most posts about Jing Ci, and He Zhou and the others also see this.

[After getting clear information, the red list will be posted later, waiting to see Jingshen’s ranking.]

[What ranking are you waiting for? It’s different for me, I’m just waiting for points.]

[Ahhhhhhh, I met Jingshen in the cafeteria this morning! He was in front of me when the food tray was delivered. Seeing that I had a lot of things in my hand, he gave me his seat! Did Jingshen feel a little bad for me?

Same?】

[…Don’t make trouble upstairs, Jing Ci has always been like this. When receiving hot water in our class, he has to give way to the girls first.]

[Here comes one of the three major illusions in the world: He likes me. That girl, do you want to laugh me to death? Hahahahaha, there is no way Jing Ci is in love, absolutely not! I don’t know how many girls are heartbroken.

At the door of our seventh class.]

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Jingshen is so impressed! Who knows what type of girls he likes??]

[Caveman upstairs?]

【Caveman?】

【What's wrong with you?...Is there any question I asked?】

[It is said that there is something indescribable between Jingshen and Yingjiao, hmm...]

[Pfft, it’s fake. Don’t be brainwashed by the brainwashers. Who is Yingjiao? If there really was something between the two of them, it wouldn’t spread to the ground. 】

[It seems to be the same...]

【Ah ah ah ah no one is allowed to spread rumors about my husband!!! Jing Ci is in my bed!】

"Give me a look." Yingjiao didn't bother to pick up his phone and directly stretched out his hand and said to He Zong.

He Congee thought of Jing Ci's group of fans who were talking about her husband and her brother's yelling. He was afraid that Yingjiao would get angry after seeing it, so he subconsciously hid his phone behind his back and said with a dry smile: "Just... just daily posts, there is nothing to see.

."

Yingjiao raised his eyebrows. He didn't really want to see it at first, but after He Congee covered it up like this, he still had to see it.

Yingjiao stood up, held He Zhou down with one hand, snatched the phone away with the other, and slowly looked down.

The more he looked at him, the colder his expression became. He was so frightened that He Zhou was trembling with fear. He wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "It's all nonsense, nonsense. Brother Jiao, please stop reading."

As he said that, he wanted to snatch the phone back, but Yingjiao ducked out of the way.

He Zhou was so anxious that he whispered: "Girls are like this nowadays. What's the saying? 'As long as your brother is handsome, I will be there anytime.' Calling me husband, brother, etc., is just to admire your face.

no other meaning."

Yingjiao frowned and raised his head: "What do you mean by purely admiring the face? Are you saying that Jing Ci has no talent?"

He Zhou: "..."

Is this the point now?!

He Zhou took a deep breath: "Slip of the tongue. Slip of the tongue."

"What... can you give me your cell phone?"

Yingjiao had no place to vent, and this post happened to hit him. He rolled up his sleeves, clicked on the screen, and was about to log in to his account and go into battle: "Rumors? I'll let them see it today, Jing Ci and I

Is this a rumor?"

He Zhou almost fainted, and was just thinking about risking his life and grabbing the phone, when Jing Ci came back.

Yingjiao paused and pushed down the screen of his phone. Just as he was about to ask where Jing Ci was, he saw Jing Ci take out a pack of coconut candy from his pocket.

He tore open the package and first gave some to He Zhou, Li Zhou and others, and finally turned to Ying Jiao and put the rest on his table.

"For me?"

Jing Ci hummed lightly.

"Why did you suddenly think of buying candy?"

Jing Ci's answer was still simple: "I want to eat it."

"Want to eat?" Yingjiao chuckled, glanced at his empty table, and nodded: "Yes, I wanted to eat, so I didn't even leave a piece for myself."

Jing Ci was startled for a moment, then looked down and immediately realized the mistake he had made.

Yingjiao slowly peeled off a piece of candy and asked Jing Ci: "Did you buy it especially for me?"

Jing Ci's ears turned red and he was silent for a few seconds before nodding slightly.

"Why did you buy me this?" Yingjiao stuffed the peeled candy into Jing Ci's mouth, brushed his lips with his fingers as if inadvertently, and whispered: "You alone are sweet enough, and you need more."

Buy candy?”

Jing Ji pushed the candy aside with the tip of his tongue, automatically blocking out his flirtatious remarks, and lowered his eyes and said, "I heard that eating a candy when you want to smoke is better."

Yingjiao was stunned, and the smile slowly overflowed from his eyes.

What kind of luck did he have to meet such a great treasure?

Yingjiao returned the phone to He Zhou, peeled off another piece of candy and held it in his mouth, feeling that it was sweet to his heart.

Those people in the post can only indulge in obscenities online.

He is the one who sits next to Jing Ci every day. He is the only one who can let Jing Ci buy candy in person.

After the third class in the morning, Jing Ci went out to use the toilet. Not long after he left, He Zhi and others came back shouting.

He Zhou's size made the door rattle and the glass above shook several times. Ying Jiao frowned and was about to say something to him when He Zhou shouted excitedly: "The results are out! Our Jing Ci

Still number one!”

The attention of the students in Class 7 was immediately attracted. They gathered around and asked all kinds of questions——

"How many points?"

"Do you have the strength to crush those in the paranormal class?"

"Where's the score? Have you read it?"

He Zhou sighed, and the students in Class 7 suddenly felt excited.

Could it be that this time Jing Ci didn’t score higher than the second best? No way?

He Zhou made the group of people lose their appetites, and then he said slowly: "Hey, it's a step down from last time. I only got 747 this time, which is only 15 points higher than the second place Zhou Chao."

Group 7: “…………”

A group of people reacted and immediately surrounded He Zhou and beat him violently.

He Zong laughed and rushed out of the encirclement, panting and ran to Ying Jiao: "That's awesome, Brother Jiao, your total score is 488!"

488, 88 points more than the last exam.

Yingjiao finally let go of his worries. He finally lived up to the notes that Jing Ci had worked so hard to write.

Zheng Que put his arm around He Zhi's shoulder and blew a rainbow fart at Ying Jiao: "Niubi is still my proud brother Niubi, he works like a professional!"

Peng Chengcheng also gave him a thumbs up.

He Zhou took a deep breath, but still couldn't believe that Yingjiao had improved so much. He pulled up a chair, sat next to Yingjiao, and asked: "Brother Jiao, how did you learn?"

Yingjiao stuffed a piece of coconut candy into his mouth, leaned back on the chair casually, curled his lips and said: "In the past month, I have realized a truth..."

He Zong and the other two people pricked up their ears and listened to him attentively.

Yingjiao: "Only when you work hard can you know how important talent is."

He Congee, Zheng Que, Peng Chengcheng: “………………”

You shouldn't expect this old gangster to speak human words!

He Zhou rolled his eyes at him, stood up and was about to leave when he heard Ying Jiao say again: "Of course, it's not just talent."

He Zhou sat down again and finally ordered his face.

"what else?"

Ying Jiao glanced at Jing Ci's seat: "Jing Ci has a good life."

"What?" He Zhou was confused by what he said. He couldn't figure out how Yingjiao's exam could be related to Jing Ci's good fortune.

He looked at Ying Jiao with difficulty and said: "No, Brother Jiao, you can just talk about other things. Does this have anything to do with Jing Ci's good fortune? Don't talk nonsense."

Ying Jiao raised her eyelids and glanced at him: "Why doesn't it matter?"

He Zhou even got into a fight with him today. He slapped the table and stood up, saying loudly: "Then what do you think it has to do with it?"

Yingjiao chuckled: "Wangfu."

He Congee, Zheng Que, Peng Chengcheng: “………………”
Chapter completed!