The teachers in the office are also waiting for Jing Ci's results, especially Teacher Liu and Zhao Feng.

One is staring at the phone, the other is at the computer. There is no time to say anything, for fear of delaying reading the list. The communication between them relies entirely on the brain waves generated by occasionally looking at each other.

It's a pity that the judges this time are not very good. After waiting for a long time, the school bell was almost ringing, but the results were not announced yet.

Zhao Feng had no class in the third period in the morning, but Teacher Liu was not so lucky.

"Why so slow!" Teacher Liu frowned and turned around twice. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Zhao Feng next to him suddenly hugged the computer and stood up.

"Come out?!" Teacher Liu's eyes lit up, and he ran over as soon as he threw away his cell phone.

Zhao Feng's face was almost pressed against the computer screen, his fingers were trembling, and he murmured unconsciously: "I saw that right... I saw that right..."

"Let me take a look!" The screen was blocked by him, and Teacher Liu couldn't see anything. He was anxiously circling around. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer, so he directly pulled Zhao Feng aside and got in close.

In the short form, Teacher Liu glanced at Jing Ci's name, and the Donghai Province that followed was particularly eye-catching.

"I really got in!" Teacher Liu clenched his fists and hammered the desk hard. He grinned almost from ear to ear, laughing loudly: "I got in! Got in!"

The teachers in the office immediately surrounded him with a bang.

"Really? Oh my god!"

"That's right! It's in!"

"Awesome, so awesome."

Before this, no one thought that Jing Ci could make it to the second round. After all, he is a national reserve team. Just look at the word "national" in front of it, and you will know how difficult it is.

But Jing Ci just did it, giving them such a big surprise without saying a word, and also gave Donghai Province a name on the national reserve team for the first time.

Zhao Feng's eyes were red. He had been leading a math competition class, but his results were always unsatisfactory. Now that Jing Ci has entered the national reserve team, it means something different not only to the school, but also to Donghai Province, and to him personally.

Even if no one can surpass this result in the future, even if the school no longer offers competitive classes, he can still confidently tell others that he once brought out a member of the national reserve team.

Teacher Liu understood his mood, patted his shoulder and said nothing.

"Old Liu, let's go to class." Teacher Wang, who teaches chemistry, has a class in Class 8 this period. After being excited for a while, he immediately realized that it was time to go to the classroom. When he walked to the door, he looked back and saw Liu

The teacher was still standing there looking silly and happy, and couldn't help but call him.

"Oh, yes, class." Teacher Liu slapped his forehead, grabbed the books on the table and walked out.

"Are you so happy?" Teacher Wang looked at Teacher Liu teasingly.

"That's it." Teacher Liu wiped his face, raised the corners of his lips, but said in a very unscrupulous tone: "I have expected that Jing Ci will succeed, isn't this result a matter of course?"

Teacher Wong:"……"

Teacher Wang stopped and looked kindly at Teacher Liu who was walking further and further away: "Old Liu."

"Huh?" Teacher Liu turned around, wondering: "Why don't you leave?"

Teacher Wang: "You're going in the opposite direction."

Teacher Liu:"……"

Not only was it a provincial experiment, but Jing Ci’s results were also a big deal outside. Many people couldn’t believe that a player from Donghai Province who had not received any professional training had actually entered the national reserve team.

I looked at the list again and again until I confirmed that I had read it correctly, and then finally accepted this fact.

[Maybe some people really can’t see it with ordinary eyes. I don’t understand the world of genius.]

[I understand, this contestant named Jing Ci’s major is Mathematical Olympiad, and his side job is face-slapping.]

[If I were from Donghai Province, I could enshrine this man and give him nothing to say.]

[My face was swollen, but I didn’t know why, but I felt a strange sense of excitement. I suddenly started looking forward to the national team selection in March...]

[+1 upstairs, keep paying attention to Jing Cizhong, waiting for his final round of selection to see where he can go.]

The top scorer in the college entrance examination will be widely reported every year, not to mention Jing Ci's unprecedented results. Even though Jing's father did not deliberately pay attention to the selection of the training team, he learned the news that day.

He stared blankly at the news pushed on the web page, thinking about the child who used to be happy for a long time if he complimented him casually, and for the first time he felt some real regret in his heart.

If... I could treat him well in the first place, what would happen now?

Jing Ci learned that he passed the first round of selection because Wang Qiong told him.

At that time, he was listening attentively to the speeches of the guests during the closing ceremony, but suddenly he felt a pain in his hand. He turned his head and saw Wang Qiong holding his arm tightly, shouting suppressedly: "In! We both advance to the second round.

Got it!"

He handed the phone to Jing Ci, so excited that his neck turned red: "Look! Look!"

Jing Ci quickly glanced at the screen, and sure enough he saw his name on the list.

Really got in!

Jing Ci's heart beat faster, and a smile instantly appeared in the corners of his eyes and brows, but he suppressed it calmly. He returned the phone to Wang Qiong, took out his own phone, and wanted to send a message to Ying Jiao, but instead

At the same time, I saw Yingjiao’s WeChat——

[Jiao]: Congratulations on entering the national reserve team, I am proud of you.

He already knows, has he been paying attention?

Jing Ci clicked on the input box and immediately wanted to reply to him. But Leng Buding saw the time on his phone and forced himself to calm down.

It was already class time, and he couldn't let Yingjiao get distracted.

After finally waiting until the one-and-a-half-hour closing ceremony, he figured it was the break between classes, so Jing Ci immediately called Yingjiao, and the call was picked up immediately.

"Congratulations to Jingshen," Ying Ying's arrogant and smiling voice came from the microphone: "Another record has been broken."

Jing Ci's face turned red, a little embarrassed, but more out of the joy of sharing his feelings with his lover. He held the phone and whispered: "You, wait until I come back."

The smile in Ying Jiao's eyes slowly overflowed. He pushed Zheng Que away who was leaning over to eavesdrop, stood up and walked aside: "When is the train?"

Jing Ci subconsciously wanted to tell him the train number, but thinking about the last time he quietly picked her up at the station, and fearing that he would delay class again this time, he didn't tell the truth: "Six o'clock in the afternoon, I can arrive at the station around nine o'clock in the evening."

Yingjiao frowned slightly: "So late?"

"Yeah." Jing Ci racked his brains to think of an excuse: "Some of our close friends want to get together."

This is indeed no problem. Yingjiao didn't think much and nodded: "Okay, then you have fun and let me know when you get in the car."

"good."

Yingjiao's class was about to start, so Jing Ci didn't talk to him much. After urging him to hang up the phone, he returned to the dormitory and started packing his luggage.

He actually took the train at two o'clock in the afternoon. He would have lunch later and then go to the train station, which was just enough time.

Wang Qiong had already packed up before him. He could not wait to leave this place and kept urging Jing Ci: "Hurry up, hurry up, we both have the train at around two o'clock, otherwise it will be too late."

Seeing the eager look on his face, Jing Ci had no choice but to speed up his movements.

The two of them did not go out to eat, but had a hasty meal in the cafeteria, and then set off to the train station. After making an appointment to meet in March, they took the bus home.

Jing Ci was actually very tired. After half a month of intense mental exertion, plus taking the train for more than three hours, he wanted to fall on the bed and take a nap as soon as he got home, but he really wanted to win.

I was so proud that I endured the exhaustion and returned to school in time for dinner.

At this time, Yingjiao had just finished eating and was walking to the classroom.

"I won't be with you this Sunday afternoon," Zheng Que said with joy as he walked away, "Qian Yuan promised to go out to watch a movie with me."

Qian Yuan is the girl Zheng Que has been chasing for several months.

"Do you think she is interested in me?"

Is it interesting to watch a movie? What a sweet dream.

He Zhou rolled his eyes at him and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Yingjiao sneered: "I still have half a bottle of Fengyou essence over there. I'll apply it on you later to wake you up..."

His pupils suddenly shrank, he stared straight ahead, and his steps stopped involuntarily.

There, Jing Ci was looking at him with wide eyes, a look of surprise on his face.

"Brother Jiao, why are you...hey? Brother Ci, you're back!" He Zhi ran to Jing Ci's side and said with a smile, "What a coincidence, we actually met in front of the teaching building."

"You're so brave, aren't you?" Yingjiao crossed over He Zhou and pushed Jing Ji against the pillar. He resisted the urge to hug him and kiss him, and chuckled and pinched his earlobe: "Lied to me?"

Almost the moment he saw Jing Ci, Yingjiao reacted.

There was no dinner party at all, it was just something Jing Ci said on purpose because he was afraid that picking him up would delay his studies.

Jing Ci pursed his lips and smiled, saying nothing. He only raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes sparkling.

Yingjiao's heart softened in an instant. If he hadn't been worried about the people coming and going in front of the building, he would have rubbed the little liar into his arms. He was panting and his legs were weak from the kiss.

He controlled the turbulent emotions in his heart and rubbed Jing Ci's hair twice: "Are you exhausted?"

"nor."

Yingjiao laughed and said: "You are so thin and still talk tough."

He put his arm around Jing Ci's shoulders: "Let's go, don't stand here anymore, go back to the classroom."

Jing Ci nodded and entered the door with him.

Just after taking two steps, Zheng Que suddenly reminded from behind: "Brother Ci, your shoelaces are untied."

Jing Ci lowered his head and saw that the shoelace of his left foot was untied. He walked to the corner and was about to tie it, but Yingjiao squatted down before him.

"Stand still," he stretched out his slender fingers, hooked the loose shoelaces, and tied them while saying, "It's hard to squat with so much on."

After being with Jing Ci for a long time, many things about Yingjiao have quietly changed. At least the shoelaces are tied much more beautifully than before.

"Is this okay?" After tying it up, he didn't get up. Instead, he raised his eyes and looked at Jing Ci with a smile: "Is it symmetrical?"

"Hey," He Zhou glanced at Jing Ci's side face and said strangely, "Brother Jiao, my shoelaces are also untied."

Zheng Que followed and joined in the fun: "Me too, me too."

Jing Ci's face turned red at the teasing, but his heart was warm. He reached out to pull Yingjiao: "Symmetry, get up."

"That's good." Yingjiao ignored He Zhi and the others, stood up with his strength, and went upstairs, shoulder to shoulder with him.

Neither of them noticed that, diagonally behind them, Qiao Anyan was looking in their direction with a twisted face, and his eyes were so red that they could almost bleed.

Yingjiao... the person he tried so hard to not only not be able to get close to, but also made him dislike him, actually took the initiative to tie Jing Ci's shoelaces.

Why do all the good things happen to Jing Ci?

Obviously he should be the one with great luck.

Qiao Anyan clenched his fists tightly and cursed in his heart almost viciously——

It would be better if they couldn't be together, it would be better if they broke up.

So from that day on, Jing Ci discovered that he would never have a headache again when he saw Qiao Anyan.

From that day on, he became very uncomfortable when he was with Yingjiao. He also felt pain when Yingjiao touched him.

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