The two of them timed themselves very accurately. When they returned to the classroom, they had ten minutes left for evening self-study.

Jing Ci received a warm welcome as soon as he walked in. Some people who had a good relationship with him even took out their mobile phones to take a few photos of him.

It’s not that people are crazy, the main reason is that after Jing Ci joined the national team, he can almost be regarded as a legend among students in Donghai Province. Ever since the list was announced at noon yesterday, news about him on the Internet has not stopped.

Students in Class 7 all have a feeling of pride - this was in the newspaper and the person who pushed it all over the Internet is my classmate/friend/front desk/back desk.

It's similar to meeting a celebrity. Of course, you have to keep a few photos so that you can talk to others about it in the future. Otherwise, when you graduate from high school, everyone will be far apart and it will be a question of whether we can meet again.

Although Ying Jiao was not happy that Jing Ji was surrounded by a bunch of people and stared at him with burning eyes, he wanted Jing Ji to enjoy the feeling of being worshiped by others, so he held it back.

It wasn't until Wu Weicheng pulled a few people with him without blinking and insisted on lifting Jing Ci up that Ying Jiao pushed him aside with a cold face: "What are you making fun of? Old Liu is here."

Wu Weicheng is a real straight man. When he heard this, he said firmly: "It's okay, Brother Jiao, I'm not afraid!"

Yingjiao looked at him with a smile: "Oh, are you afraid of being beaten by me?"

Wu Weicheng was startled and didn't understand why he had offended the school bully again. He hunched his shoulders and ran away, and Jing Ci was able to return to his seat.

Yingjiao threw the remaining box of mango pancake to He Zou behind him, sat down in Li Zhou's seat, and said with a smile: "It's a shame for them."

He Zhou was not a fastidious person and did not understand the principle of cannibalism. While giving the pandan to Peng Chengcheng and Zheng Que, he gloated: "Some people look glamorous on the surface, but in fact they are jealous behind the scenes.

"

Yingjiao glanced at him and said calmly: "For the sake of your solo career, I guess you are right."

He Zhou: "..."

He Zhou stuffed the whole mango pancake into his mouth, chewed it and sneered: "I just love being single, what's going on?"

"It's nothing." Yingjiao lazily held up his chin and raised his lips: "Come on, stick to your hobbies in the next ten or twenty years. It doesn't matter whether you are in love or not, and it doesn't matter whether you are married or not. The most important thing is

Stay in character.”

He Zhou: "..."

How old was he at that time? Are you cursing him to masturbate for the rest of his life?!

He Zhi's face turned livid with anger. He took out the remaining panzer and threw a box at him: "Shut up!"

Yingjiao caught it easily and stuffed it into a garbage bag without making any further jokes. Instead, he turned to Jing Ci and said softly: "Don't come to school these two days. I've been tired for such a long time. Please take a leave."

take a break?"

Jing Ci lost a lot of weight during the first round of selection and has never regained it. This time, his chin is even sharper. The international competition is in July. Yingjiao knows that he has a tight schedule and heavy tasks, but he still can't help it.

I feel sorry for him.

Jing Ci hesitated for a moment and said nothing.

"It's not too much, just a few days." Yingjiao saw this and advised again: "Have a good sleep and make up for what you lacked before, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it."

Jing Ci's current condition is indeed not very good. He is very tired both physically and mentally. He thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "Then please take two days."

Yingjiao was startled and then laughed: "Okay."

Looking at Jing Ci's attitude, those who didn't know better thought he was asking for twenty days.

Before the bell rang, all the students in Class 7 were chatting and looking at their mobile phones. Yingjiao looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he whispered: "Come home with me tonight?"

Jing Ci didn't agree immediately. He hesitated for a while, shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll live in the dormitory."

Although now Yingjiao touches him, he only feels a little pain. But Yingjiao still pays great attention when getting along with him. Except for the kiss just beside the flower bed, the two of them have no other contact.

There is only one bed in the house. If he goes, where will Yingjiao sleep?

Seeing what he was thinking, Ying Jiao tapped his forehead with a pen: "The sofa is so wide, can't I sleep on it?" Afraid that Jing Ci would not agree, he raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile: "What's wrong?

Jingshen, do you dislike your ex-boyfriend?"

Jing Ci, who had always been very obedient to Ying Jiao and could endure even his nasty words, was cooperating. When he heard this, he frowned for the first time: "Brother, don't talk nonsense."

Yingjiao felt soft and apologized to him: "It was my fault. I was confused."

Jing Ci lowered his eyes: "It's okay."

What Yingjiao said was right, but he just didn't like to hear it.

"Would you like to go there?" Ying Jiao came closer and said softly: "Actually, there are many houses with several rooms, but I just want to stay with you."

Jing Ci couldn't bear it when Yingjiao spoke to him in such a low voice. Before his mind could react, he automatically agreed: "Okay."

Yingjiao smiled, said nothing more, stood up and gave up his seat to Li Zhou.

They had a good discussion, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes.

During the evening self-study, Teacher Liu came over and told Jing Ci that he would need to cooperate with the school leaders to take some photos tomorrow, and then he would have to accept a few short interviews to prepare him mentally.

It is now the end of March, and the high school entrance examination will be in June, and the enrollment promotion should be almost ready. In previous years, the provincial experiments used college entrance examination data. The teachers in the admissions office were tired of doing it, and the parents were tired of seeing it.

But this year is different. Jingci is just a living sign, and not using it is simply a waste of resources.

Teacher Liu said so, but Jing Ci didn't say anything if he wanted to ask for leave. The school treated him well and helped him a lot in all aspects. Therefore, he was willing to cooperate with the school's arrangements to the best of his ability.

However, after Yingjiao found out, he almost rushed out to find Teacher Liu, but was stopped by Jing Ci's persuasive words.

So, after the training camp ended, Jing Ci fell into a new round of busyness.

Not only do I take photos with various people every day, but interviews of different forms also follow one after another. In Zheng Que's words: "My brother Ci is now in our province, and he is no different from a celebrity."

And just when Jing Ci had achieved great success and was attracting the attention of thousands of people, Qiao Anyan once again embarked on the same path of his previous life.

When he first came into contact with online gambling, he always reminded himself that it would not be easy to do it again, and he would never make the same mistake again in this life.

After winning a few times, Qiao Anyan gradually lost his vigilance. Anyway, the money in his hand was all for free. If he won, he would earn it. If he lost, he would not feel bad. It would be okay to play a few more games to enjoy himself.

But how could he be so rational? In the end, not only was the money he won at the beginning gone, he also took out an online loan in order to raise money for gambling.

No one with any brains would touch online loans. But Qiao Anyan was so jealous that he couldn't care about so much, so he owed more and more money...

Although he has lived two lifetimes, his sense of responsibility has not been developed much. Looking at the debts on the screen of his mobile phone and listening to the threats of debt collection, he dropped everything and ran away.

So, after Jing Ci joined the national team, Qiao Anyan created another big news for the provincial experiment.

"Damn! He really went gambling!" Zheng Que turned to Peng Chengcheng in disbelief: "Old Peng, you are the best!"

Peng Chengcheng raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "Everyone can guess it."

Zheng Que, who is not human: "..."

Zheng Que was in no mood to argue with him now. His whole body was burning with the fire of gossip: "I'm a little confused. He won so much at that time, why didn't he know how to stop?"

Yingjiao next to him sneered. How could a person like Qiao Anyan, who couldn't resist temptation, know when enough is enough?

In fact, he didn't really do anything. He just found someone to tell him how much he had won several times. Who knew that such a straight hook could catch big fish.

"Are you desperate for gambling?" He Zhou said while eating spicy strips: "Didn't the chairman of some mobile phone in China lose 10 billion in Macau?"

"Awesome." Zheng Que grabbed a spicy stick from him and sighed: "I don't quite understand the thoughts of their gamblers."

After Qiao Anyan's incident was hotly discussed in the school for two days, the news gradually died down.

The month-end holiday is coming soon, and this time it also falls on the Tomb-Sweeping Festival, which lasts for three days. Everyone is thinking about going home, and they are all not related to him, so they can just sigh a few times and forget about it.

The back of the head.

In the evening, Yingjiao finally took Jing Ci home.

"I'll go to bed after taking a shower later. Stop reading." Yingjiao sat on the sofa, looking at his thin face, and said dissatisfiedly: "Why do our school teachers push so many things? I'm so tired even if I don't see you."

What's going on?"

"It's not bad." Jing Ci put his schoolbag aside politely and comforted Yingjiao: "I just took a few photos, posed, etc. Don't worry, brother."

Photo? Yingjiao suddenly felt something in his heart. Speaking of which, he still owed Jing Ci something.

"Baby," Yingjiao narrowed his eyes and moved closer to Jing Ci: "Don't you want my naked photo? I'll get it for you?"

It was obviously a photo of his childhood, but he wanted to say it in such an ambiguous way.

Jing Ci's face felt a little feverish. He lowered his head to hide it, but he couldn't help but look forward to it.

What a proud little boy.

He might be a little fatter than he is now, and he might still be chubby. But his facial features are so good-looking, even so, he must be the best-looking little boy.

When he thought of this, Jing Ci's heart suddenly felt as soft as cotton. He nodded and urged in a low voice: "Then, hurry up."

Yingjiao didn't want to bully him, but he felt itchy in his heart. He licked his lower lip and lowered his voice: "What goes around must go out. After you see mine, do you have to let me see yours too?"

?”

Jing Ci is a simple child. Hearing this, he said honestly: "I don't have any photos of my childhood."

"Who wants to see that?" Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows, and under Jing Ci's confused gaze, he blew gently into his ear: "No nude photos, a real version will do."

Jing Ci's face suddenly turned red.

"Baby," Yingjiao approached him and asked, "Is that okay?"

Jing Ci's heartbeat was fast and his mouth was a little dry. Even though he had been friends with Yingjiao for so long, he was still not used to his yellow accent.

But he felt so sorry for Yingjiao. He wanted to make Yingjiao happy, no matter what method he used, as long as he could do it.
To be continued...