Dressed as The School Grass’ Ex-boyfriend

On the eve of the college entrance examination, Yingjiao felt nothing. On the contrary, Jing Ji, a person who has always regarded exams as simple as eating and drinking, became uncharacteristically nervous.

There was nothing on his face, and his expression was still cold and indifferent. But Yingjiao noticed that in just ten minutes, he not only checked the stationery in his test bag three times, but also rearranged the clothes he was going to wear tomorrow.

"Baby, what are you doing?" Ying Jiao put the lychee in his hand on the coffee table and laughed: "The air-conditioning will dissipate after the lychee is left for a while."

Jing Ji didn't look back: "You eat."

In fact, he just cares and messes up. In the last five mock exams in the third year of high school, Yingjiao has never dropped out of the top three in the grade. If nothing else, there is absolutely no problem with going to a university with him.

Afraid that Ying Jiao would be nervous when he saw something, Jing Ji thought about it and added: "I don't like lychees."

Ying Jiao snorted, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, got up and walked over. @Infinite good text, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Jing Ji didn't pay attention to his movements, and was about to check the admission ticket again when an arm suddenly stretched out from behind and wrapped around his neck.

Then, the knee was pushed lightly. The next second, the body suddenly lost weight. When Jing Ji reacted, he had already been put on the ground by Ying Jiao on his waist.

"Brother?" Jing Ji gasped in a hurry, grabbing Ying Jiao's arm in shock: "You...what are you doing?"

"Come to find you to eat lychees." Ying Jiao stretched out two slender fingers and slowly rubbed Jing Ji's lips: "Open your mouth."

Jing Ji's mind was still dazed, and he couldn't figure out what was the relationship between eating lychees and being put down, but his body did what he said first.

Yingjiao chuckled lightly, lowered his head to hold his lips and drove straight in.

After a while, Yingjiao's low voice sounded in the living room: "Is the lychee sweet?"

Jing Ji's breath was unsteady and her heartbeat accelerated. Hearing this, he lowered his eyes and nodded.

It's really sweet, even Yingjiao's mouth is sweet.

"Do you still want to eat?"

"……eat."

"Do it yourself." Ying Jiao raised his head, moved a little further away from him, and said with a hooked lips: "You will know if you love it or not after you try it."

With four eyes facing each other, Jing Ji immediately understood what he meant. @Infinite good text, all in Jinjiang Literature City

His Adam's apple moved, one arm leaned on his upper body, and he looked up to find Yingjiao's lips.

Winning arrogantly, he stepped back the moment he was about to kiss him.

Jing Ji kissed Kong Kong and was stunned.

"Go on," Ying Jiao raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't know what he had just done, and said lazily, "Why did you give up halfway?"

Jing Ji has a good temper and is not angry when he is bullied like this. He slowly stretched out a hand to put a hand on his shoulder, and leaned in again.

This time, Yingjiao did not hide. After letting him kiss for a while, he turned against the guest and pressed him on the ground to kiss him enough.

"Why are you so nervous?" Ying Jiao touched Jing Ji's hair and smiled: "It's not that I haven't taken the test. Although I don't remember the question, it's the second entry to the palace anyway."

Jing Ji pursed his lower lip embarrassedly: "I don't know what's wrong."

"If I really don't feel safe..." Ying Jiao bit his ear and whispered, "Let me get a little bit of a scholar's breath from a distance, maybe I can get a city champion or something."

A week before the college entrance examination, Jing Ci was like a sweet pastry. There are people asking for a handshake wherever they go, and sometimes even Yingjiao can't prevent it.

Knowing that it was only psychological comfort, but after hearing what Ying Jiao said, Jing Ji was unexpectedly tempted.

But he still has some concerns—

"Forget it... Forget it," Jing Ci thought again and again, but still stammered and refused: "After the exam, you have to cultivate enough energy..."

Before he could finish a sentence, his chin was pinched.

"Who do you say lacks energy?" Ying Jiao looked at him with a half-smile: "Tell me again and try?"

"No..." Jing Ji wanted to explain, but Ying Jiao didn't want to hear it anymore.

That night, Yingjiao used his strength to prove that he was "insufficient". The next morning, I woke up refreshed and entered the examination room leisurely.

Jing Ji did not send him off.

When the two are not in the same line, it has become a tradition for their family not to go alone.

Heaven is beautiful, the weather for the college entrance examination this year is just right, neither cold nor hot.

After two days of stress, the 300,000 candidates in Donghai Province were finally liberated.

Ying Jiao estimated his score and found that 710 points was stable. He didn't even think about it, he directly filled Peking University as a volunteer. The first major was applied economics, and the second and third were economics and finance.

When Mr. Liu saw his last two volunteers, he hesitated for a while, but couldn't help but remind: "Tsinghua's finance is better than that of Peking University."

If someone told Mr. Liu two years ago that Yingjiao's future volunteers would choose between Peking University and Tsinghua University, Mr. Liu's first reaction would be to blow that person's head off.

Who is this taking for a fool? !

However, who would have thought that the thorns who were either sleeping or looking at the phone in class every day would get such a good grade now.

"I know." Ying Jiao glanced at Jing Ji beside him, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and pointedly said, "I only report to Peking University."

Teacher Liu was startled, then relieved: "You can just think about it yourself."

It turns out that Yingjiao still has a complex with Peking University, no wonder he worked so hard in the two years after high school.

Teacher Liu sighed with relief. Sure enough, with ideals in mind, there are infinite possibilities.

After volunteering to report, Jing Ji and Ying Jiao went home while discussing about going to travel in a few days.

The three He Congee have already set a date to go abroad, and there will be fewer opportunities to meet in the future. As soon as a few people together, they plan to go out for a lap together.

"Li Zhou is also going." Jing Ji avoided the strong sunlight above his head and said, "This will just open three rooms."

"Yeah." Just as he was crossing the road, Yingjiao dragged him to his side: "Let's go with them first, and then we'll go alone later. Have you ever thought about..."

Before he could finish speaking, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

Yingjiao took out and glanced at it, and directly rejected it.

Seeing this, Jing Ji said casually, "Promotion?"

"No." Ying Jiao snorted: "My dad."

Jing Ji's footsteps slowed down.

"What's your expression?" Ying Jiao gently flicked on his forehead: "He is no different from a stranger to me now, and he has no influence at all."

Jing Ji knew that Ying Jiao didn't need comfort, but he still wanted to say something. But before he could speak, Yingjiao's phone rang again.

"Let's take it." Jing Ji knew that this was not the way to go, so he whispered: "Let's see what's wrong with him, and we'll both change numbers later."

Yingjiao listened to him: "Okay."

As soon as the phone was connected, Father Ying couldn't wait to say, "Jaojiao, are you finished?"

@Infinite good text, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Ying Jiao hummed lightly.

When Ying's father saw that Yingjiao was willing to take care of him, he breathed a sigh of relief and flattered: "Which school do you want to go to? Dad will find a way for you! How is your brother's school? I..."

Yingjiao lowered his eyes indifferently and interrupted him: "Who is it?"

"It's Dad's slip of the tongue." Ying's father said quickly: "Shengjun's school is 211, and it can be ranked first in our province. I think it's pretty good."

Yingjiao sneered: "I don't think so."

Ying father immediately changed his words: "It's not very good, at least 985." He paused and said tentatively: "Then why don't you go home? Dad will give you some advice."

"Oh." Ying Jiao subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette again, but he stretched his hand halfway, but was suddenly held. He was startled and turned to look.

On the road with people coming and going, Jing Ji stood beside him with his eyes down, holding his hand. His back was straight, his face was expressionless, but his ears were a little red.

Yingjiao's mood suddenly improved, he laughed: "Okay, I'll go back and discuss with my mother."

Father Ying was stunned for a while, then he growled in embarrassment and annoyance: "Don't be arrogant! Where did you come from!"

"Yeah, I don't have a mother." Ying Jiao said every word, like a reminder and like a statement: "So there is no negotiation."

"you……"

"Don't call in the future." Ying Jiao didn't want to talk to him any more, and said quickly, "You don't need to worry about my affairs."

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"Let's go." Ying Jiao put the phone back and held Jing Ji's hand instead: "Go change the number, want a couple?"

In the summer, the two big boys with strong firepower held hands, and their palms soon sweated, but Jing Ji did not break away from him: "Okay."

After walking for a while, Jing Ji suddenly said, "Brother."

"Um?"

"We won't come back in the future, we can stay in the imperial capital or go elsewhere."

"Okay, we'll go wherever you want."

"Um."

Time flies so fast, twenty days go by in a flash.

After the results of the college entrance examination came out, the whole provincial experiment was a sensation.

Without him, Yingjiao took the 733 exam.

There is no need to think about it at all, this is the province's champion of science with proper grades.

Although it is no longer allowed to promote the top scorer in the college entrance examination, there will still be many relevant reports, intentionally or unintentionally.

Father Ying accidentally refreshed the news related to the college entrance examination during the work break. While watching casually, thinking about Yingjiao.

The younger son has poor grades and strong self-esteem, so he is always not allowed to help.

But what should I do if I don't help? Are you just watching him go to a specialist?

Ying father clicked into a news report on the top scorer in the high school entrance examination, and felt that he didn't know how other people's children were educated, and he...

Father Ying stood up abruptly, the boss with his eyes kicked—

"This year's college entrance examination has come to an end, and the champion of the new science department in Donghai Province has won the arrogance, with a total score of 733..."

Yes, is it the same name? Father Ying shook his hands and turned down. When I saw the high-definition photo of Yingjiao on the picture, the phone fell to the ground with a bang.

A few days later, Yingjiao went to Teacher Liu to get the score sheet.

"Brother Jiao, you are awesome." Several students in the office sighed after seeing his scores: "If you go to Peking University, you will go to Peking University."

After all graduated, in the face of the changed school bully, everyone naturally felt a lot.

One of them said boldly, "Brother Jiao, how did you get so high in the exam? Is there any secret?"

"You..." Ying Jiao glanced at a few people slowly, and suddenly asked, "Have you been in love?"

"No, no!" Several people shook their heads quickly.

"How can you fall in love early!"

"Brother Jiao, you want to say that you can't fall in love and affect your studies, right? We all know that."

"No." Ying Jiao gently shook the score sheet in his hand, and Sao Li smiled angrily: "The secret is to fall in love."

Several classmates: "..."

Later, Yingjiao's remarks were passed on from ten to ten, and finally it was posted on the provincial experiment forum.

Everyone has been around for a long time, and before the eighth came out, he got close to any girl, and finally came to a conclusion: the school bully is talking nonsense.

They all sighed that he was not kind, so let's not talk about it, how can we fool people into puppy love.

At home, Ying Jiao surrounded Jing Ji from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and sighed, "These days, no one will believe the truth."

Jing Ci pursed his lips and smiled, put the admission notices of the two together, took a few photos, and posted a circle of friends that only he could see.

"So happy?"

"Um."

This thin piece of paper is evidence of Yingjiao's efforts for their future.

Ying Jiao laughed, lifted the hem of Jing Ji's clothes, and rubbed on his lower abdomen: "Speaking of which, Wu Weicheng and the others are actually right, and it is really useful to have the aura of a scholar."

He deliberately lowered his voice, and the warm breath gently sprayed on Jing Ji's ears: "Is it okay to do this before exams in the future?"

Jing Ji blushed and did not speak.

"Don't give it to me?" Ying Jiao's hand has been stretched into Jing Ji's pants, but his face is still sane: "So stingy? Jingshen."

Jing Ji's breathing was a little short, and he swallowed. After a long while, he whispered, "...Give it."

The author has something to say: a long time later—

Teacher Liu: With ideals in mind, there are infinite possibilities. I once taught a student named Yingjiao, who was blabla...

The arrogant scholar who restores his memory: There are so many people and things, you are always too naive.