Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

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

The third year of high school has long since finished the college entrance examination and has been completely liberated. The bustling courtyard in the past has completely quieted down, and even the canteen that has always been crowded is quite empty.

The final exam is just around the corner, and the students in the first and second grades of high school are suffering a lot more than usual. There are many people who study in the bed with a flashlight after turning off the lights at night. And Jing Ci, finally set off to participate in the International Mathematics Competition.

There are six days of international competition.

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

In some countries, in order to keep the players from jet lag and maintain the best state, they will arrive about a week earlier, but Jing Ji they only arrive one day earlier.

Before that, Jing Ji had to go to the imperial capital to meet with the other team members, and then the team leader would fly to the United Kingdom with the unified team.

I only stayed in the UK for about a week. When I left, Jing Ji didn't take much. I just carried a small 24-inch suitcase. Everything in it was necessities, and even the clothes were just enough to change. The only thing he didn't need, but he didn't want to reduce, was the few 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 easily as possible: "Go back."

This time, he still refused Yingjiao's offer to send him to the airport, and firmly refused to say goodbye to him.

"What's wrong?" Ying Jiao pulled him back into the door, looked down at his expression carefully, and said softly, "You can't bear me?"

Afraid that Ying Jiao would be worried, Jing Ji wanted to deny it. But for some reason, the explanation came to his mouth, but in the end there was only one word "um" left.

Really reluctant, and a little scared. Every parting or reunion between them is nothing good.

"I can't bear you either," Ying Jiao 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. ."

Jing Ji couldn't help but laugh.

"I didn't tell you before, did I?" Ying Jiao peeled off a piece of candy and stuffed it into Jing Ji's mouth, and said softly, "I went to the place where you played when I was a child."

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

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

"Yeah." Ying Jiao leaned on the sofa and fiddled with his fingers lazily: "But basically I don't have an impression. You can take a few more pictures and send them to me, maybe you can remember them."

Jing Ji immediately assured: "Okay."

"So don't think too much, just go and help me find memories," Ying Jiao touched his forehead with his forehead and looked into his eyes: "Go happily, then come back happily, I will waiting for you at home."

Jing Ji's heart was suddenly sour and sweet, and he nodded vigorously: "I will."

"If you promise, you must do it, otherwise..." Ying Jiao raised his chin and said lightly, "I will really be rough with you then."

Rough?

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

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

Jing Ji's breath was suffocated, and he blushed and hummed.

Ying Jiao chuckled lightly, bowed his head and kissed him.

"Brother, you..." After the kiss, Jing Ji's ears turned red. He looked at Yingjiao's thin lips and whispered, "My candy..."

Ying Jiao fiddled with the candy in his mouth with the tip of his tongue, probably because he stole it, he always felt it was extra sweet. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Ji, and said badly: "You are the one who grabbed it, why, don't let it?"

"...No." He... He just likes Yingjiao robbing him like this!

Jing Ji lowered his eyes shyly: "Let me."

He was so good that Yingjiao didn't even want to let him go.

Yingjiao closed his eyes, barely restraining the reluctance in his heart. He hugged him, and then solemnly said in his ear, "Come on, Jingshen."

Jing Ji 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 in the competition, but I have to repeat it again." The team leader sat on the sofa and took a sip of water: "The exam is divided into two days, from 9:00 am to 1:30 pm every day, a total of four One and a half hours. There are three questions each time, and one question is 7 points, with a full score of 42 points.”

I saw that the team members were listening carefully, and there was no desertion. The team leader nodded with satisfaction and continued: "You all follow the path of competition, so you also know the results of our country's first four years of competition."

In the past, many people referred to the International Mathematics Competition as the World Cup for Chinese people. Without him, only because the Huaguo team is too strong, it occupies the first place every year, so that other countries can only hope for the championship and sigh.

In recent years, however, the situation has reversed. Before this, Hua Guo had not won the first place for four consecutive years.

"It's not to put pressure on you," the team leader smiled. "It's just to let you remember this situation and do your best. It's better if you can be ashamed, and you can't and don't have to doubt yourself. It's the situation in our country's current Olympiad. not your personal problems."

Having said that, after he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room was still tense.

When the team leader saw this, he stood up and stretched out a hand to the players: "You are all elites among the elites. I won't say anything else, but the last two words: Come on!"

Jing Ji and Wang Qiong looked at each other and stood up with the other team members. He stretched out his hand and folded it on the back of the team leader's hand and took a deep breath: "Come on!"

The next morning, while Ying Jiao got up to study, Jing Ji boarded the plane to England.

After eleven hours of flight, it finally landed at 12 noon local time.

Someone at the airport picked them up. It was the team leader who came three days in advance.

For each international mathematics competition, at least two leading teachers will be arranged. One is responsible for leading the team, and the other is responsible for overseas related affairs.

Although the distance between seats on international flights is relatively large, it is still a bit unbearable to sit for a day. Jing Ji and several people were too tired, and because of the jet lag, their heads were dizzy, and they couldn't lift their spirits at all. After eating hastily at the hotel, they went back to their rooms to rest.

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

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

[I wish the Chinese team to win the championship! 】

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

[Previously occupied a pit, senior Wang Qiong, come on! 】

[In the previous exams, you have passed the exam, so this time is not low-key? Ha ha. 】

【Where did you buy the keyboard upstairs? Very useful ah, send a link to. You have the ability to go on! I don't need to tell you how difficult the Olympic numbers are, right? It's great to be able to compete, isn't it? 】

[Tell me how many marks did you get in the math test in high school? This enables you. 】

[China does not pay attention to the development of the Olympiad now, so the decline in performance is a matter of course, friendship first, competition second. 】

【The key is to participate! Participate in! 】

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

As for rank, of course it matters. But because of the results of the previous years, everyone did not dare to hold out much hope. And these laymen are just watching the fun, so what ky does, just cheer for the players.

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

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

Forcing himself to rest is still effective, and by the opening ceremony the next day, his spirit has almost recovered.

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

"What should I do with Jing Ji? My heart is pounding right now." Don't watch Wang Qiong keep calling for public travel when he came, but when it's time for the game, let's not go out to play, he can't even lie down.

"My mother keeps telling me that I'm not nervous and focus on participating." Wang Qiong scratched her hair desperately and collapsed: "This...isn't this implying that I can't get good grades? ."

Jing Ji's heartbeat was also a little faster, but he was more excited to find his opponent.

He didn't usually comfort people. After thinking about it, he remembered the fact that their class collectively forwarded the koi for luck in the exam a few days ago, and said, "How about you go to transfer a koi?"

"You reminded me!" As if grabbing a life-saving straw, Wang Qiong immediately took out her mobile phone to find out some koi pictures, signs on Weibo and other Weibo posts. She swiped ten posts in one go, and then stopped.

"You don't turn?"

Jing Ji smiled and shook his head.

Wang Qiong just asked a question casually and didn't get into it. While frantically giving a thumbs up to Koi Weibo, he approached Jing Ji and said in a low voice, "You said...if our results are not good this time, will we be scolded by netizens? scolded badly."

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

"Although..." Wang Qiong scratched her head: "But I'm still a little nervous."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it, the negative energy is too heavy." He sighed and changed the subject: "By the way, at the opening ceremony today, did you notice the eyes of those foreign powerhouses looking at us?"

"No."

"I knew you didn't see it." Wang Qiong said angrily: "I almost wrote on my face that I look down on us, bah! Why are they? What year did their main force not be Chinese?!"

The smile on Jing Ji's face gradually faded, and he pursed his lower lip: "So you must adjust the time difference today, and use the best state for the exam tomorrow."

"Fight!" Wang Qiong gritted her teeth and threw her phone aside: "I'll rest now!"

That night, Jing Ji slept well. Woke up the next morning, clear-headed and full of energy.

After washing up, Wang Qiong went to the corridor to call his mother and finally asked for comfort. After Jing Ji determined that he would not be back for a while, he opened the suitcase and took out a photo of Ying Jiao. After rubbing for a long time, I finally kissed it lightly.

Why not retweet Koi?

He does not need it.

Winning pride is the greatest luck in his life.

The corners of Jing Ji's lips were slightly raised, and he put the photo back in a precious place. After breakfast, I stepped into the examination room in high spirits.

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write the results, but my hand speed was too **** to write... There will be more tomorrow _(:з"∠)_

If Brother Jiao knew that Cici was looked down upon by foreigners——

Brother arrogant: Oh, with the strength of negative points, with the heart of full marks.