The days passed quickly, and while Jing Ci was preparing seriously for the competition, July came quietly.

The senior year of high school has already finished the college entrance examination and is completely liberated. The bustling courtyard in the past has completely quieted down, and even the usually crowded cafeteria is quite empty.

The final exam is just around the corner, and students in the first and second grades of high school are working much harder than usual. There are many people studying in bed with flashlights after turning off the lights at night. And Jing Ci is finally going to participate in the international mathematics competition.

The international competition lasts for six days.

The first day is the opening ceremony, and the next two days are exams. After that, the judges will have two days to mark the papers, and the last day will be the closing ceremony and dinner.

Some countries will arrive about a week in advance in order to allow the team members to overcome the jet lag and maintain the best condition, but Jing Ci and the others only arrived one day in advance.

Before that, Jing Ji needed to go to the Imperial Capital to meet up with the other team members, and then the team leader would take him to the UK.

He only stayed in the UK for about a week in total. When he left, Jing Ci didn't take many things. He just carried a small 24-inch suitcase. Everything in it was necessities, including just enough clothes for a change of clothes. The only thing

What he didn't need, but didn't want to lose, were the photos of Yingjiao in the mezzanine of the box.

"Brother, I'm leaving." At the door of the apartment, Jing Ji held the handle of the suitcase, turned around and said to Yingjiao as calmly as possible: "Go back."

This time, he still refused Yingjiao's proposal to take him to the airport and refused to say goodbye to him.

"What's wrong?" Yingjiao pulled him back into the door, lowered his head and looked at his expression carefully, and said softly: "You can't bear to leave me?"

Afraid of worrying Yingjiao, Jing Ci wanted to deny it. But for some reason, he was full of explanations, but in the end, only the word "hmm" was left.

I was really reluctant to let go, and a little scared. Every time they parted or reunited, nothing good happened.

"I can't bear to leave you either," Yingjiao reached out and rubbed his hair, pulled him to sit down on the sofa, and deliberately teased: "I wish I could make you smaller and put you in my pocket, so that you can follow me all the time.

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Jing Ci couldn't help but laugh.

"I haven't told you before, have I?" Yingjiao peeled off a piece of candy and stuffed it into Jing Ci's mouth, and said softly: "I went to the place where you competed when I was a child."

Jing Ci's eyes instantly lit up: "Really?!"

The knowledge of going to a place where Yingjiao had been made him feel a lot better.

"Yeah." Yingjiao leaned on the sofa and fiddled with his fingers lazily: "But basically I have no impression. If you take some more photos and send them to me, maybe you can remember them."

Jing Ci immediately promised: "Okay."

"So don't think too much, just think of it as going to help me find memories," Yingjiao touched his forehead with his forehead and looked into his eyes: "Go happily, and then come back happily, I will

Waiting for you at home."

Jing Ci's heart suddenly felt sour and sweet at the same time. He nodded vigorously: "I will."

"You must do what you promised, otherwise..." Yingjiao raised his chin and said calmly: "I will really be rough with you then."

Use violence?

Jing Ci raised his eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

Yingjiao licked his lower lip and whispered: "Use it from the waist down."

Jing Ci's breath caught in his breath, and he hummed with a blush.

Yingjiao chuckled, lowered his head and kissed him.

"Brother, you..." After the kiss, Jing Ci's ears turned red. He looked at Ying Jiao's thin lips and whispered: "My candy..."

Yingjiao flicked the candy in his mouth with the tip of his tongue. Probably because it was snatched from him, it always felt extra sweet. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Ci and said harshly: "You were the one who snatched it. Why, you won't let it go?"

"...No." He...he just likes Yingjiao to rob him like this!

Jing Ci lowered his eyes in embarrassment: "I let you."

He was so well-behaved that Yingjiao didn't even want to let him go.

Yingjiao closed his eyes and barely restrained the reluctance in his heart. He hugged him and then solemnly whispered in his ear: "Come on Jingshen."

Jing Ci and the others were pressed for time. After the six team members gathered in the imperial capital that day, the team leader held a small meeting for them.

"You should all know the process of participating, but I still have to explain it again." The team leader sat on the sofa, took a sip of water and said: "The exam will be held in two days, from 9 am to 1:30 pm every day, a total of four

It lasts for half an hour. There are three questions each time, each question is worth 7 points, and the full score is 42 points."

Seeing that the team members were listening carefully and no one was deserting, the team leader nodded with satisfaction and continued: "You are all on the road of competition, so you also know our country's competition results in the past four years."

In the past, many people called the International Mathematics Competition the World Cup for Chinese people. No other reason than that the Chinese team is too strong and occupies the first place every year, leaving other countries to sigh in anticipation of the championship.

However, in recent years, the situation has been reversed. Prior to this, China had not won the first place for four consecutive years.

"I don't mean to put pressure on you," the team leader said with a smile, "I just want you to remember this situation and do your best. It's better if you can avenge your shame. If you can't, you don't have to doubt yourself. This is the current Mathematical Olympiad environment in our country.

It’s not your personal problem.”

Even so, after he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room still became tense.

Seeing this, the team leader stood up and extended a hand to the team members: "You are all the elites among the elites. I won't say much else. I will just say two words in the end: Come on!"

Jing Ci and Wang Qiong looked at each other and stood up together with the other team members. They put their hands on the back of the team leader's hand and took a deep breath: "Come on!"

The next morning, while Yingjiao got up to go to school, Jing Ji boarded a plane to England.

After eleven hours of flying, we finally landed at 12 noon local time.

There was someone at the airport to pick them up. It was the lead teacher who came three days in advance.

Every international mathematics competition will arrange at least two team leaders. One person is responsible for leading the team, and the other person is responsible for overseas related affairs.

Although the distance between seats on international flights is relatively large, sitting there for a whole day is still a bit unbearable. Jing Ci and the others were extremely tired, and due to the jet lag, their heads were groggy and they couldn't lift their spirits at all.

After a quick meal at the hotel, we went back to our rooms to rest.

At the same time, domestic news about this mathematics competition has gradually become more popular.

Although the Mathematical Olympiad is a small circle, few people pay attention to domestic competitions. However, international competitions involving national honors are different. Not only major media rushed to report the event, but many people were discussing it on the forum.

[Congratulations to the Chinese team for winning the championship!]

[Support Jing Ci, the pride of our Donghai Province!]

[The previous line occupied a pit, senior Wang Qiong, come on! 】

[I have done so well in the previous exams, why don’t you be more low-key this time? Haha.]

[Where did you buy the keyboard upstairs? It’s very useful. Send me a link. If you have the skills, you can do it! You don’t need to tell me how difficult the Mathematical Olympiad is? It’s very impressive if you can participate in it, okay?]

[Tell me what score you got on the math test in high school? You can do this.]

[The country currently does not pay attention to the development of Mathematical Olympiads, so the decline in performance is a matter of course. Friendship comes first, and competition comes second.]

[The most important thing is participation! The most important thing is participation!]

Except for a very few keyboard warriors, most netizens are very friendly. After all, being able to represent the country in the International Olympiad is already a level that ordinary people look up to.

As for the ranking, of course it is very important. But because of the results in the past few years, no one dared to have high hopes. Moreover, laymen like them just watched the fun, so what ky did was just cheer for the players.

Therefore, the overall atmosphere of the post was very peaceful, and later on, I even started to be obsessed with Jing Ci's appearance.

Jing Ci didn't see the news online. In order to adjust to the time difference, he reported to Yingjiao that he was safe and never touched his phone again.

Forcing himself to rest was still effective. By the opening ceremony the next day, his energy had almost recovered.

The opening ceremony was only held in the morning, and there was free time in the afternoon. Because there was an exam the next day, after lunch, the team leader was afraid that everyone would be too excited for the first time in the UK, so he emphasized twice that they were not allowed to run around, and then let them go back.

"What should I do Jing Ci? My heart is pounding right now." Even though Wang Qiong was so happy and kept shouting about public expense travel when he came, when the game was about to begin, he couldn't even lie down, let alone go out to play.

"My mother keeps sending me messages about not being nervous, but participating." Wang Qiong scratched her hair desperately and collapsed: "This... doesn't this imply that I can't get good grades? It's just that, the more I look at it, the more explosive my mentality becomes.

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Jing Ci's heartbeat was a little fast, but he was more excited about finding his opponent.

He was not good at comforting others. After thinking about it, he remembered that a few days ago his class collectively forwarded a koi carp for luck in the exam, and said, "How about you go and forward a koi carp?"

"You reminded me!" Wang Qiong seemed to be grasping at a life-saving straw. He immediately took out his mobile phone, found some pictures of koi fish, signed them on Weibo, and retweeted ten of them in one breath before stopping.

"You won't turn?"

Jing Ci smiled and shook his head.

Wang Qiong just asked casually without going into details. While frantically liking Koi's Weibo, he leaned close to Jing Ci and whispered: "You said...if our results are not good this time, will we be dismissed?"

Are netizens scolding me? I was scolded badly in the last session."

"Just don't look at it." Jing Ci never cared about other people's looks: "Our results have nothing to do with them."

"Although but..." Wang Qiong scratched his head: "But I'm still a little uneasy."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, the negative energy is too heavy." He sighed and changed the topic: "By the way, did you notice the way those foreign teams looked at us during the opening ceremony today?"

"without."

"I know you didn't see it." Wang Qiong said angrily: "It's almost like you look down on us on your face, bah! Why do they have it? In which year did their main force not be Chinese?!"

The smile on Jing Ci's face gradually faded, and he pursed his lower lip: "So I must adjust to the jet lag today and be in the best condition for the exam tomorrow."

"Fight!" Wang Qiong gritted his teeth and threw the phone aside: "I'm going to rest now!"

That night, Jing Ci had a good sleep. When he woke up the next morning, he was clear-headed and full of energy.

After washing up, Wang Qiong went to the corridor to call his mother for one last comfort. After Jing Ci was sure that he wouldn't be back for a while, he opened his suitcase and took out Yingjiao's photo. After rubbing it for a long time, he finally

He kissed it gently.

Why not forward Koi?

He does not need it.

Winning pride is the greatest luck in his life.

The corners of Jing Ci's lips curled up slightly, and he put the photo back carefully. After having breakfast, he walked into the examination room in high spirits.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write until the results came out, but my hand speed was too bad and I couldn’t... I will update more tomorrow_(:3∠)_

If Brother Jiao knew that Ci Ci was looked down upon by foreigners——
Chapter completed!