Thanks to Yingjiao, all the peace fruits that Jing Ci received were cleaned up, leaving only the one he gave.

Ying Jiao was very satisfied with the result. When he got tired from doing the questions, he would occasionally glance into the hole in Jing Ci's desk, which gave him the motivation to continue working.

After lunch, Jing Ji was watching the Mathematical Olympiad in his seat. Yingjiao peeled off a piece of coconut candy and just put it into his mouth when Teacher Liu suddenly came in.

The noisy class fell silent for an instant. He Zong, Zheng Que and others were looking at their mobile phones. They were so scared that they stuffed their mobile phones into their sleeves and secretly prayed that Teacher Liu didn't see it.

Fortunately for them, Teacher Liu didn't pay attention to them at all. As soon as they entered the door, he went straight to Yingjiao and knocked on his desk with a serious face: "Come with me."

Yingjiao threw the candy wrapper into the trash can, stood up and said, "Yes."

Teacher Liu did not take him to the office, but went to the corner at the end of the corridor, looked around to see if there was no one, and took out a piece of light blue letter paper from his trouser pocket.

Yingjiao raised his eyebrows when he saw this: "Do you have a daughter?"

Teacher Liu didn't understand what he meant for a moment, and frowned: "What?"

Yingjiao pointed to the letter in his hand and smiled: "Aren't you here to send me a love letter for your daughter?"

Teacher Liu:"……"

Teacher Liu was so angry that he turned pale: "Do you think the whole world has a crush on you?"

Yingjiao fiddled with the coconut sugar in his mouth with the tip of his tongue and leaned lazily on the protruding window sill: "Yes."

Teacher Liu couldn't bear it anymore and gave him a slap on the head, saying in a cold voice: "I don't have time to be poor with you! I have something serious to talk to you about."

"You say."

Teacher Liu handed him the letter and said with a dark face: "Look at this."

"What is it?" Yingjiao was puzzled. He opened the letter and read the ten lines at a glance.

Yingjiao was dumbfounded, this was a love letter, or a love letter written to him.

"What's going on between you and that Qiao Anyan?" Teacher Liu patted the window sill. He wanted to raise his voice but was afraid of being heard. He suppressed his anger and whispered: "All the love letters were sent to me!"

The peace fruit that Qiao Anyan gave to Yingjiao was placed on the top of the box by Jing Ci.

Ying Jiao and Zheng Que went to the office to distribute the peace fruit, and of course the first person they gave it to was Teacher Liu. So, in the end, the peace fruit, along with the love letter inside, were delivered to Teacher Liu.

"What does it have to do with me?" Yingjiao sneered: "I didn't write it to him."

Yingjiao crumpled the letter into a ball without mercy and stuffed it into his trouser pocket: "Why did you come to your place?"

"It's in the peace fruit you gave me!" Teacher Liu subconsciously followed his words, then came to his senses and asked again: "Are you two really okay?"

Teacher Liu has been teaching for so many years to prevent boys from falling in love with girls. This is the first time that a boy writes a love letter to a boy.

He thought about it all morning, and drank two large bottles of chrysanthemum tea in worry. He even thought about the worst possible outcome. The search engine history on his mobile phone was all about "What should I do if I find out that the student is gay?", "Homosexuality".

Can it be changed?", "Should gay students be severely reprimanded or gently comforted?", this kind of question.

When I saw something in the relevant content about a student who was discriminated against by teachers and classmates because of his different sexual orientation, he committed suicide by jumping off a building, cutting his wrists, and taking sleeping pills. Teacher Liu was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and immediately gave up the idea of ​​notifying the head teacher of Class 11 immediately.

I decided to talk to Yingjiao first.

"What could possibly happen?" Yingjiao mocked, "If it weren't for Jing Ci, I wouldn't even know who he is."

Because Qiao Anyan had a fight with Jing Ci, Yingjiao specifically asked Zheng Que to take him to see Qiao Anyan's appearance. It was that time that Yingjiao found out that after the midterm exam, the man poured water on him and insisted on

The person who washed his clothes was Qiao Anyan.

And now...

Yingjiao lowered his eyes and sneered, so he said the last time he sprinkled water was done intentionally by this guy?

"That's good, that's good," Teacher Liu breathed a sigh of relief and pinched his temples: "This matter... Just pretend you don't know about this matter, and don't spread it out, okay?"

"I am measured."

Yingjiao responded and was about to ask if everything was okay, but suddenly he noticed something was wrong.

He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Teacher Liu: "You said this love letter was stuffed in the packaging of Ping An Guo?"

"Yes," Teacher Liu said speechlessly, "I don't know what you kids are thinking about every day..."

Yingjiao suddenly smiled.

That box was full of safe fruits given to Jing Ci by others, how could there be one given to him?

Did he put it in accidentally? After all, the two of them are at the same table, so it is normal for things to be put in the wrong way.

But there is another extremely slim possibility...

Thinking of that possibility, Yingjiao slowly raised his lips.

When Teacher Liu saw him laughing so coquettishly, alarm bells started ringing in his heart. How could he not understand his student's character?

Teacher Liu was afraid that Yingjiao would be aroused by him, so he desperately tried it with a boy. He couldn't help but ask again: "Are you and Qiao Anyan really okay? There won't be any in the future?"

"What are you thinking about?" Yingjiao was helpless.

Somehow, he was born with an inexplicable dislike for Qiao Anyan. Hearing this, he said without mercy: "His brain is full of holes, as if he has been exposed to nuclear radiation. I feel like he is going to be contaminated just by looking at it, let alone

He told me to take him in."

Teacher Liu:"………………"

Teacher Liu now really believes what Yingjiao said.

He waved his hand to signal Yingjiao to go back, and said, "Please help me call Jing Ci over."

Yingjiao frowned: "What does it have to do with him?"

"It's not about this, it's about the competition."

"Okay." Yingjiao nodded and agreed, "Then I'll go back first."

The big stone in Teacher Liu's heart was completely dropped, and he decided to mention this matter to the class teacher of Class 11 later. He could only do this. As for how the class teacher of Class 11 would deal with it in the future, that was not

He can decide.

Teacher Liu was so relaxed that he lost his vigilance. He did not think about it carefully. If he was a real straight man, how could he react like a boy to Yingjiao when he heard that a boy wrote a love letter to him?

After a while, Jing Ci came over.

"Teacher, please look for me."

"Well," Teacher Liu looked at Jing Ci, his tone was much softer than when talking to Yingjiao: "Teacher, I want to tell you something."

He considered his tone: "Don't get excited or angry after hearing this."

Jing Ci's heart tightened, and he subconsciously wondered if there was something going on with the Jing family again. He nodded slowly: "You tell me."

"Starting from next year, the Ministry of Education will completely cancel the policy of extra points for the Mathematics Olympiad in the College Entrance Examination." Teacher Liu's face showed anger and regret: "I guess the news will be released tomorrow, so don't be reluctant. It's bad luck, but you just caught up.

At this point, there is nothing we can do."

After getting the news from the principal in the morning, Teacher Liu was confused for several minutes. The matter of canceling the extra points for the Mathematics Olympiad in the College Entrance Examination had been clamoring for so many years, but with no results. No one expected that it would be implemented at this time.

.

In the past, this had nothing to do with Teacher Liu. But it is different now. There is a Jingci in their class. In order to compete, this child has been chewing on the Mathematical Olympiad book after class. He suddenly broke down when he heard the news.

?

Teacher Liu was also angry, but in front of Jing Ci, he had to try to be calmer so as not to aggravate Jing Ci's negative emotions.

However, to Teacher Liu's surprise, Jing Ci was just stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay, I understand." There was no further content.

There was no collapse, no sadness, or even shock. Just such a simple sentence made Teacher Liu even more worried.

Jing Ci has a lot of things on his mind, and he looks calm on the surface, but in fact he doesn't know what to do in his heart. He is just holding it in, what if something goes wrong?

Teacher Liu worriedly said: "You don't have to hide it in front of the teacher. The teacher knows your mood. If you have any ideas, just tell the teacher. The teacher is your most loyal audience."

"Thank you, I'm really fine." Jing Ci smiled at Teacher Liu, feeling warm in his heart.

He studied the Mathematical Olympiad purely out of interest, and having extra points was just the icing on the cake. If not, it wouldn't make him sad and collapse.

Teacher Liu asked again uncertainly: "You really don't care?"

Jing Ci nodded and said firmly: "I can still get good results without adding those 20 points."

Teacher Liu was stunned for a moment, and then he patted Jing Ci twice on the shoulder: "What a boy! You are worthy of being my student."

When Jing Ci returned to the classroom, the lunch break bell had not yet rung. However, Ying Jiao was already doing the papers on his own initiative, with a faint smile on his face, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing him coming back, Yingjiao put down his pen and asked: "What does Lao Liu want from you?"

"Tell me about the cancellation of extra points for the Mathematical Olympiad in next year's college entrance examination." Jing Ci sat down and answered calmly.

"What?" Yingjiao's good mood suddenly disappeared. He looked at Jing Ci and was at a rare loss for words: "Then what should you do?"

"It's okay, I didn't go there just for the 20 points." Jing Ci opened the Mathematical Olympiad book and smiled: "It's better if you have it, and it doesn't matter if you don't have it."

Ying Jiao took a closer look at Jing Ci's face and saw that he really didn't care too much, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's because he underestimated Jing Ci.

Although Jing Ci always blushed when he teased him, he was never weak in his heart. On the contrary, he was very strong and could calmly bear any kind of pressure.

If it’s not just extra points, what’s the point?

His little classmate didn’t need any extra points if he came first in the exam.

But being interrupted by this incident, Ying Jiao's original plan to use Ping An Guo to set up the scene had to be terminated.

I can only regretfully put this matter in my heart and wait until I have the opportunity to ask again.

The next day, the policy of canceling extra points for the Mathematical Olympiad in the College Entrance Examination indeed caused an uproar in the school.

Many students in competitive classes cannot accept it. After studying hard for so many years, the Ministry of Education canceled it immediately without any warning. Who can bear this?

Yes, if you are good at Olympiad Mathematics, you may be able to skip the college entrance examination and directly enroll in colleges and universities independently. But to achieve this level, it is impossible to just win the provincial first prize. You must at least reach the finals and win

Three countries.

But every year, almost a thousand people win the provincial first prize in the National Mathematics League. Of these thousand people, only about two hundred can advance to the finals.

It is not an exaggeration to say that thousands of troops and horses crossed the single-plank bridge.

What's more, Donghai Province is also a weak province in competition. Every year, the number of people who enter the finals can be counted on one hand.

All of a sudden, there were endless discussion posts on the forum, and no one was in the mood to study anymore. People in the original competition class exploded, and several senior high school students who had won prizes and were preparing to add points even collapsed.

The students were so excited that the teacher couldn't comfort them.

The school had no choice but to suspend the second period of evening self-study for the first time, and dismissed the students after only one period.

"Little classmate," Yingjiao watched Jing Ci pack things in his schoolbag and asked him, "How are you spending tonight?"

Jing Ci thought for a moment and said, "Eat a peace fruit and then go to sleep."

Yingjiao laughed: "Is it that simple?"

Jing Ci asked in confusion: "What else?"

Yingjiao stood up, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Brother will take you out to play, do you want to go?"

It’s true that I want to spend Christmas Eve with Jing Ci, and it’s also true that I want him to relax.

Jing Ci was too nervous. Not only did he study normally and did math competitions, but he also had to help other students with their lectures in his spare time. Even during holidays, he spent his time in self-study for various reasons.

It happened that the extra points for the college entrance examination were cancelled, and Yingjiao wanted to make him happy.

"Go out?" Jing Ci was stunned, then shook his head: "The school doesn't allow boarding students to go out at night."

"It's okay," Yingjiao took the schoolbag in his hand and rubbed his head: "Today there is only one evening self-study period. It's not even half past nine yet. Let's go out and have some fun and have something to eat."

Late night snack, just in time to be back before eleven o'clock."

Jing Ci didn't want to do anything that violated school rules.

Ke Yingjiao added: "Today is Christmas Eve, there may be colorful lanterns hanging on the streets, which is quite nice."

Jing Ci hesitated for a while: "You... do you really want to play?"

Yingjiao fiddled with the lighter in his hand and laughed: "No."

Jing Ci asked again: "Then how do we get out?"

"Uncle the guard knows me well, have you forgotten?" Yingjiao pulled him out of his seat and smiled: "Just say hello to him."

Jing Ci was still a little hesitant and confirmed again: "Can we come back before eleven o'clock?"

"Don't worry." Yingjiao reached out and turned off the lights in the classroom and closed the door: "When did brother lie to you?"

It is a rare opportunity to be exempted from the second period of evening self-study. Even though the shadow of canceling the extra points for the Mathematical Olympiad in the college entrance examination is still there, the students are extremely excited.

At this moment, the entire third floor was empty, all the students had already run away, and they were the only two people left in the corridor.

Under the warm yellow light, Jing Ci looked up and met Yingjiao's smiling eyes.

His heartbeat was a little fast, and he curled his fingertips uncontrollably.

Today is Christmas Eve, Yingjiao wants to go play...

In both worlds, Yingjiao is the best person to him. He has nothing to repay Yingjiao, so let him do as he wishes.

If you get caught, just say that you want to go. Fortunately, I got first place in the monthly exam, so I have a talisman.

"Go." Jing Ci lowered his eyes: "We won't go far."

Yingjiao looked at his thick and long eyelashes and felt extremely soft: "Okay, I'll do whatever you want."

It was the first time he did such an outrageous thing. Jing Ci felt a little uncomfortable. When he arrived at the security booth, he subconsciously took a step closer to Ying Jiao.

As expected, the guard uncle from last time was in the pavilion. Yingjiao said a few words and he let him go.

"Don't be too late and come back early." The uncle got a half-opened rose from somewhere and put it into the vase while saying, "I will change my shift at half past ten."

Yingjiao immediately understood his subtext and smiled at him: "I know, thank you, uncle."

The two people walked out of the school successfully.

They only had an hour and a half to wander around the school.

Ying Jiao looked at the time, turned to Jing Ci and said, "Go to the video game city? Do you like playing?"

Jing Ci paused slightly, then nodded gently: "I like it."

Ying Jiao noticed something strange about him and thought he didn't like it, so he said, "You're still hiding from me? If you don't like us, just find another place."

"No." Jing Ci didn't want him to misunderstand, so he told the truth: "I haven't been there."

Yingjiao's breath suffocated. How could Jing Ji never even go to the video game city...

Were his family conditions not good before?

Yingjiao didn't dare to think deeply about Jing Ci's past, fearing that he would lose his temper and spoil the fun. He slowly exhaled and said with a smile: "Then let's go to the video game city."

"good."

There is a department store near the provincial experiment, with a cinema and a small arcade on the fifth floor.

Today is Christmas Eve, and most couples have gone on dates to more romantic places. There are not many people in places like the arcade.

Yingjiao changed the game coins and introduced the types of games to Jing Ji as he walked: "Over there are whack-a-mole and doll-catching games, next to them are racing cars, and in front are shooting games. Which one do you want to play?"

Considering that Jing Ji had never played before, Ying Jiao suggested, "How about we fight a gopher first?"

Jing Ci shook his head: "You should play shooting."

Yingjiao whistled: "Okay, little classmate, your character is quite wild, so let's go shoot."

The row of shooting machines was all empty. Yingjiao chose the two-player game, invested some game coins, bought four guns, and taught Jing Ci how to play step by step.

Jing Ci has a strong learning ability, and the game is simple, so he quickly picked it up.

Men love adventure at their core. In the past, Jing Ci has been suppressing his nature, but things like shooting can stimulate his blood the most.

Jing Ji was holding a gun, staring at the screen, firing from time to time, obviously deeply invested in it.

The central air-conditioning was on in the shopping mall, and the temperature was suitable. Jing Ci moved a little loudly, and a little sweat broke out on his forehead unknowingly. The black hair on his forehead was slightly wet. His face was slightly red due to excitement. Look.

He looks a little more boyish than usual.

He killed a zombie with one shot and turned to look at Yingjiao with bright eyes.

"Beautiful." Yingjiao followed closely, adjusted the angle, and knocked down a zombie with a bang: "Continue."

Although the two of them have never played together, they have a good understanding of each other. One of them guards one direction and keeps shooting at the zombies that are coming up.

At the end of the game, I unexpectedly got a high score.

"Wow, that's good." Yingjiao gave Jing Ci a high-five, grabbed Jing Ci's hand and shook it before letting go: "Sure enough, he is an officially recognized CP. He has such a tacit understanding, do you want another one?"

Jing Ci's excitement hadn't faded yet. His fingertips were trembling slightly. He selectively ignored Yingjiao's previous sentence and nodded.

At the end of the second round, the scores of the two people were a little higher than in the first round. Jing Ci looked at the screen regretfully: "I just barely managed to kill that zombie, otherwise the score would have been higher."

Yingjiao looked at him and couldn't stop himself from trying to score points. He couldn't help laughing and handed him a glass of orange juice: "Drink some."

When Jing Ci came back to his senses, he felt that he was indeed a little thirsty. He looked at Ying Jiao sheepishly: "When did you buy it?"

"I just told the waiter over there when I went to the toilet, and he brought it over." Yingjiao lowered his head and took a sip, deliberately frowning and said: "What is this? Why is it so sour?"

Jing Ci was surprised and said: "I don't feel sour at all, it tastes pretty good."

"Impossible." Yingjiao said resolutely: "Or the taste of your cup is different from mine."

"Isn't it possible?" Jing Ci was confused: "They are all made by the same company."

"It's definitely different." Yingjiao reached out and took Jing Ci's orange juice: "If you don't believe me, I'll taste yours."

He lowered his head and took a sip: "Sure enough, your cup is sweeter than mine."

"Really?" Jing Ci didn't believe it. He didn't think too much. He took Yingjiao's cup and took a sip, feeling it carefully: "They're almost the same."

"I think it's a lot different," Yingjiao bit Jing Ji's straw and smiled coquettishly: "Or is there something special about your mouth? Why don't you let me try it too?"

Jing Ci was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned red. He turned his head embarrassedly and said casually: "Play, let's play a game."

Ying Jiao was satisfied that he had taken advantage of her verbally. He stopped teasing Jing Ci and raised his gun and said, "Come on, let me show you my shooting skills again."

The two of them played until after ten o'clock, when the mall was almost closed, and then they left.

Yingjiao bought a large portion of oden at the nearby 24-hour convenience store. He held it in his hand and asked Jing Ci: "Which one do you want?"

"Tofu."

Yingjiao took the piece of tofu in his hand and dodged it when Jing Ci reached out to pick it up.

Jing Ci looked at him doubtfully: "What's wrong?"

As the New Year approaches, the banyan trees on both sides of the street are hung with small red lanterns, which shine brightly and shine on Yingjiao's handsome face, making him look more lazy and cynical.

He looked sideways at Jing Ci and said lazily, "I'll give it to you if I call Brother Sheng."

Jing Ci glared at him, said nothing, and continued walking forward.

Yingjiao followed him with two long legs, one step behind, and said thoughtfully: "If you don't want to be called brother, do you want to be called something else? Yes, after all, I am a little wife, so I have to call her..."

Jing Ci suddenly turned his head, gritted his teeth and interrupted him: "Who are you? You..."

You've been talking for a long time, but you haven't said the last three words.

Yingjiao looked at his red cheeks and laughed softly. He estimated that the tofu was almost not hot anymore and brought it to his lips: "Eat it."

Jing Ci opened his mouth reflexively, and then he realized that the two people were postured as if Yingjiao was feeding him. He quickly avoided Yingjiao's hand, took the sign and held it himself.

There were not many people around the school at night. On the huge street, apart from the occasional passing vehicle, they were the only two pedestrians.

Most of the small shops on both sides of the street have a tall or short Christmas tree. There are circles of colorful lights around the tree, shining with various colors of light at night.

Ying Jiao and Jing Ci were eating oden while walking to school. From time to time, the sound of two people talking could be heard in the wind.

“Want beef balls or fish balls?”

"Beef balls."

"I know you prefer beef balls and don't like the smell of fish?"

"nor."

One after another, they left the Christmas trees behind, getting smaller and smaller until they were no longer visible, as if they were celebrating Christmas year after year hand in hand.

It was just half past ten when Ying Jiao and Jing Ci arrived at the school gate. Unfortunately, the guard uncle had already changed his shift, and the person guarding the security booth now was a veteran who was known as the truant killer.

"What should we do?" Jing Ci was a little nervous: "Will he let us in?"

Yingjiao looked at the tense look on his little face and couldn't help laughing: "Do you dare to jump over the wall?"

Jing Ci was stunned: "Jump over the wall?"

"Remember the place where we got the takeaway?" Yingjiao took him to the west: "You can jump into the school from there."

Jing Ci has never done such an outrageous thing since he was a child. He said without confidence: "I... give it a try."

Yingjiao stood outside the wall, which was obviously shorter than elsewhere, lowered his head and asked Jing Ci: "Are you afraid?"

I'm not afraid, I just have a bit of trouble getting through the psychological test.

Jing Ci pursed his lower lip and closed his eyes: "Let's dance."

Yingjiao saw that he was looking at death, and smiled: "I'll jump first, and you can watch how I jump. If you think it's not possible, don't be brave, you know?"

Jing Ci nodded.

Yingjiao was taken by his grandfather for special training a few years ago. Let alone a low wall, even if it was doubled in height, it would not be able to stop him.

He grasped the protrusion on the wall, used his hands and feet, and quickly flipped to the other end flexibly.

"Did you see clearly what I just did?" Yingjiao said to Jing Ci through the wall, "Do you want me to give you another demonstration?"

"No need." Jing Ci didn't want him to jump twice, so he refused.

He recalled Yingjiao's actions just now, tried his best to find the point of strength, and climbed up unfamiliarly.

"Smart." Yingjiao looked up at him and praised him without hesitation: "Jump down."

There was a smile at the corners of his eyes and brows, and his handsome and sharp face looked particularly soft now, which made Jing Ci feel slightly absent-minded.

No one has ever cared about him like this, and no one has gone to great lengths to take him to the festival...

Seeing that he didn't come down for a long time, Ying Jiao thought he was scared. He took two steps forward and said softly: "Don't worry, I promise I won't let you fall. Just jump."

Jing Ci came to his senses, nodded, and jumped down while holding the wall with one hand.

He had never done anything like this before. When he landed, he was a little unstable. He staggered and happened to bump into Yingjiao.

Yingjiao endured it all night, but now he couldn't bear it anymore. He stretched out his arms and hugged him, and asked softly in his ear: "Are you happy today?"

"happy."

"Why are you happy?"

"I did a lot of things I had never done before, spending Christmas Eve, shooting guns, jumping over walls...it was very fresh and exciting."

Ying Jiao laughed and reached out to touch his head.

This little classmate is very easy to be satisfied.

Jing Ci did not push him away, but hesitated for a few seconds before asking Yingjiao: "Are you happy today?"

"happy."

Yingjiao lowered his eyes, kissed Jing Ci's hair gently from somewhere he didn't know, and said with a low smile: "When have I never been happy when I'm with you?"
Chapter completed!