8、08
Jing Ci turned his face sideways, his eyelashes trembled for a long while, and he tried his best to calmly say: "From, from me."
"What?"
"Get up from me..."
Yingjiao chuckled, satisfied, and let him go mercifully.
Jing Ci sat on Yingjiao's bed, his face expressionless, but his cheeks were slightly red, and a dull hair on the top of his head was slightly raised.
He always felt a little uncomfortable and didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He took the milk tea and held it in his hand, and then he felt a little better.
The cell phone in his pocket rang. Jing Ci immediately took it out and looked down at it as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.
It was news from Li Zhou, saying that he had arrived at the dormitory and asked where Jing Ci was.
Jing Ci breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and said to Ying Jiao, "My roommate is back, I'll go back first."
Yingjiao leaned lazily on the railing and stopped Jing Ji when he walked to the door: "Let's have dinner together tomorrow morning."
Jing Ci paused, very reluctantly.
He couldn't figure out what went wrong. He obviously wanted to stay away from Yingjiao and did so, but why was he getting further and further away from his original intention?
"I..." He expressed his refusal tactfully: "I get up very early."
"What a coincidence, I get up early every day." Ying Jiao looked at him with a smile, "I secretly make progress by myself, but my classmates are not allowed to follow me. Little classmate, there is something wrong with your thinking."
Jing Ci looked at him with difficulty, and coldly exposed his lie: "Don't you often skip classes in the morning?"
According to the original book, Yingjiao was so angry when he woke up that no one dared to wake him up and could only let him continue sleeping.
Yingjiao's eyes suddenly paused. Logically speaking, Jing Ci shouldn't know about this...
He suppressed the doubts in his heart, tilted his head to look at Jing Ci, and smiled: "You really pay attention to me."
Jing Ci was so angry that he turned around and left.
Behind him, Ying Jiao's voice came faintly: "I still think you have changed a lot. When did it start? Let me think about it..."
Jing Ci gritted his teeth and turned around: "I'll get up at six o'clock tomorrow."
Yingjiao chuckled, satisfied: "Okay."
In my heart, I became more certain about that incredible guess. He had already teased him for this reason. If it was still the same Jing Ci, he would have eagerly pounced on her.
There are about 40 people in a class in the provincial experiment, and dormitories are uniformly allocated to classes by the school. Because there have been group fights between classes in the dormitory, even if the dormitory of a class is not full, people from other classes will not be arranged to come in, so as to avoid
This kind of conflict will happen again.
There are very few people staying in Class 7, and the only ones living in 301 are Jing Ci and Li Zhou.
"Where have you been?" As soon as Jing Ci entered the dormitory, Li Zhou asked, "Didn't you say you went back to the dormitory directly?"
"I forgot to bring my key, so I went to another dormitory to sit for a while." Jing Ci answered simply, but fearing that Li Zhou would ask further questions, he quickly changed the subject: "Have you seen my key?"
Li Zhou was wondering when Jing Ci had friends who could sneak into the dormitory. When he was asked this question, he immediately put all the doubts in his mind aside: "It should be in the drawer. Didn't you bring the key with you these days?"
Hearing this, Jing Ci opened the drawer and saw a white key lying inside.
He breathed a sigh of relief and put the keys in his pocket so as not to forget them in the morning.
"Let's go to the water room and wash up." Li Zhou pulled out a plastic basin from under the bed and urged Jing Ci: "Otherwise, when other classes come back later, the water room will be extremely crowded."
The provincial experimental dormitory does not have an independent bathroom. There is a water room on each floor, where students wash and wash. If you want to take a shower, you need to go to the school's bathhouse.
"good."
The two of them had just finished washing up and returned from the evening self-study group.
Li Zhou looked at Jing Ci proudly: "Look, you won't be able to get a seat in the water room now."
He lay on the bed with his legs crossed, found the plug on the wall, charged up his mobile phone, and complained to Jing Ci: "Damn, the dormitory manager is really annoying. The socket is clogged again. I don't know how to fix it this time."
How long do you hold on?"
The provincial experiment does not allow you to bring mobile phones to school, and the inspections are very strict. All the sockets in the dormitory are plugged. If you find that the socket in any dormitory has been opened without permission, you will be deducted points.
But this rule is useful for students in other classes, but not for the young masters and girls in Class 7.
Points are deducted, who cares?
Calling the parents? It doesn’t matter. Your parents bought the cell phone for you, so why should you leave it at home if you don’t take it with you? What if you get kidnapped or something when you go out, wouldn’t you be waiting for death without a cell phone?
Therefore, the school turned a blind eye and did not pay much attention to the dormitory of Class 7. At most, when they were too arrogant, the dormitory teacher would cover the sockets.
"Do you want to charge it?" Li Zhou asked Jing Ci: "If not, I will charge it for a while longer."
Jing Ci shook his head: "You can charge it, my phone still has power."
He doesn't play games or chat. He only uses his phone to check the time and contact his classmates when necessary.
Li Zhou was delighted: "That's great, then I'll play games while charging."
Li Zhou was immersed in the game and couldn't help himself, without raising his head, while Jing Ci opened the cabinet and became familiar with his original things.
At eleven o'clock, all lights in the dormitory are turned off.
Jing Ci lay on the bed, staring at the spring bed above, and finally closed his eyes for a while.
Tomorrow is a new day and a new life.
Jing Ci had already formed a biological clock. The next day, he opened his eyes without waiting for the wake-up music to play. He took out his phone and checked the time. It was not yet six o'clock.
He got up gently, opened the door and went out to wash up.
After coming back, Li Zhou sat up in a daze. Seeing Jing Ci's neat appearance, he was horrified: "Fuck, you've packed everything up? Are you really going to be a good student?"
He originally wanted to crumple the quilt into a ball and throw it on the bedside, but inadvertently glanced at Jing Ci's folded quilt that looked like tofu cubes. He suddenly felt ashamed and started folding the quilt clumsily.
"You can go as soon as you finish packing. You don't have to wait for me." He yawned and rubbed his eyes: "Go to the cafeteria early so you don't have to queue up."
Jing Ci responded and asked Li Zhou, "Do you want me to bring you breakfast?"
Li Zhou had been classmates with Jing Ci for more than a year and had never enjoyed such treatment. He suddenly felt that Jing Ci's change was quite good.
He handed the meal card to Jing Ci: "Okay, bring me two potato cakes, a tea egg, and a cup of soy milk."
"good."
After leaving the dormitory, Jing Ci hesitated for a moment, then walked to 303 and knocked on the door.
After waiting for a while, no one came to open the door.
Jing Ci estimated that Yingjiao hadn't woken up yet, so he hesitated for a while, then raised his hand and knocked again.
A minute later, Yingjiao opened the door in a low-pressure manner, wearing baggy pajamas.
"You..." Seeing him like this, Jing Ci secretly laughed, "You haven't gotten up yet, so I should leave first?"
"Who told you to leave?" Yingjiao stretched out his hand to drag him into the dormitory, and pressed him on the bed: "Sit down and wait for me."
He carried the basin and wandered to the water room like a zombie.
It was just when I got up that the water room was full of people and noisy. As soon as Yingjiao entered the door, the water room became quiet instantly. A boy who stood aside immediately took the basin and left, making room for him.
Yingjiao walked over and put his basin in the sink.
The people around him who were chatting and joking around now became more obedient, hunched their shoulders, and didn't even dare to gargle loudly.
After washing up, Yingjiao sobered up a lot, tidied up briefly, and greeted Jing Ci: "Let's go."
Jing Ci looked at his messy bed with some trepidation. He endured it again and again, and finally suppressed the urge to rush over and tidy it up.
Ying Jiao took in his expression completely, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
"Let's go to the cafeteria to eat, okay?" Yingjiao locked the door and turned to ask Jing Ci.
Jing Ci nodded: "Okay."
He looked at the black T-shirt on Yingjiao: "You don't wear school uniform?"
Provincial experimental regulations require that students must wear school uniforms during school hours.
Yingjiao glanced down and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you know why I don't wear school uniform? Who stained my clothes yesterday?"
Jing Ci was not fooled by him: "There are two sets of school uniforms."
"The other one is at home." Yingjiao explained, putting his arm around Jing Ci's shoulders and leading him forward: "Let's go, it's okay."
I have already reminded him, but if he doesn't listen, I won't be the one who will be punished when the time comes.
Jing Ci said nothing more, broke away from Yingjiao's hand, and followed him out of the dormitory building.
There are two canteens in the provincial experiment. The first canteen is owned by the school. The food tastes good and the price is very cheap. As for the outsourced canteen, the second canteen is not only expensive, but also often has dark dishes like orange fried pork.
Therefore, most students in the provincial experiment will choose the cafeteria when eating.
The breakfast in the cafeteria is very rich, including fried rice, cakes, and pasta.
When Jing Ci and the others arrived at this time, there were not many people in the cafeteria, and there were only three or two kittens lining up in front of the window.
"I'm eating fried rice," Jing Ci looked up at Ying Jiao: "What about you?"
Yingjiao hadn't gotten up so early in a long time, and he didn't have much appetite at the moment. He frowned and glanced at the window, and said without interest: "Let's have some noodles."
"Well, let's buy them separately."
Jing Ci packed Li Zhou's rice first, and then went to buy his own rice.
He ordered a portion of fried rice and two pieces of fermented bean curd. After thinking about it, he queued up again and bought a cup of hot soy milk.
When he turned around to find a seat, he saw Yingjiao at a glance.
He was leaning on a pillar and playing with his mobile phone. Even though he looked carefree, he was still very handsome and dazzling. He was very eye-catching in the crowd. The girls passing by him were secretly glancing at him.
Jing Ci noticed that someone even deliberately walked twice in front of him.
"Eat so little?" Noticing Jing Ci coming over, Yingjiao put his phone in his pocket and glanced at his plate: "Can you eat enough?"
Jing Ci only had one ounce of fried rice, which was really not much for a growing boy.
"I don't like to eat much in the morning." Jing Ci sat down and explained, pushing the cup of hot soy milk in front of Ying Jiao: "It's for you."
Yingjiao looked at him in surprise.
Jing Ci didn't like to owe others favors, so he explained to him sternly: "You treated me to milk tea last night. I know soy milk is cheaper, so I..."
"How considerate," Yingjiao looked at him with a smile, inserted a straw and took a sip, "How did you know I wanted some soup?"
He bought two portions of lotus root starch and pushed one to Jing Ci: "Just eat it with the soup."
Jing Ci quickly declined: "No, I can't finish eating."
"I didn't let you finish eating," Yingjiao put the spoon into the bowl for him: "Drink some soup. If you can't eat the noodles, you don't need to eat."
Jing Ci couldn't refuse the hospitality, so he had no choice but to thank him and stuff his rice down with difficulty.
He grew up in an orphanage, and he never had enough to eat and no leftovers. Over time, he developed the habit of eating cleanly.
Yingjiao saw how painful he was eating and reached out to pull his bowl over: "Don't eat if you can't finish it."
"Can't waste it." Jing Ci blocked his hand, took another chopstick of lotus root starch and put it into his mouth.
Yingjiao couldn't do anything to him. Seeing him eating seriously one bite at a time, he unknowingly ate up half of the noodles he had planned to throw away.
After breakfast, the two of them went straight to the teaching building.
Jing Ci was just thinking about whether to continue summarizing the outline of his morning self-study or to brush up on the questions when a loud shout came from behind: "You! Yes! It's you! Stop! Which class are you in?! Why aren't you wearing school uniform?!"
The dean, holding a loudspeaker, ran toward them quickly, stood in front of Yingjiao, and asked sternly.
Yingjiao put one hand in his pocket and said lazily: "Grade 2, Class 7, the school uniform is dirty."
"What if one set is dirty and the other is dirty?" The dean didn't believe it.
"At home." Yingjiao glanced to the side, and when Jing Ci was about to sneak away quietly, his quick eyesight and quick hands quickly pulled him back: "This classmate can help me testify."
Jing Ci was stared at by Ying Jiao and the dean of students, and he couldn't get off the tiger. In addition, Ying Jiao's school uniform was indeed stained with blood and couldn't be worn, so he nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."
The dean sneered and said to Yingjiao, "You can't tell. You are quite popular. At this time, there are fools who stand up on poles to testify for you."
He turned to Jing Ci, raised his loudspeaker high, and roared: "Do you think I will believe your nonsense?!"
"Okay, since you are so loyal, just stand here with him and see how I deal with you when I have time later!"
Chapter completed!