Jing Ci was ranked last in the whole grade. After entering the classroom, Yingjiao didn't even need to look at the location map on the blackboard and walked directly to the last seat in the north row. As expected, Jing Ci's name and student number were posted on it.

Yingjiao put his schoolbag on the table for him, watched him take out stationery one by one, and said, "I'm taking the exam in Class 21. Call me if you need anything."

Jing Ci thanked him for his kindness and nodded in agreement.

Seeing him sitting upright, Ying Jiao had a smile in his eyes. He pulled the chair next to him and sat down next to Jing Ci. Although he knew that he was not afraid, he still told him: "Don't worry about Li Shi and the others.

, just take the exam and that's it, don't think about all the things."

Jing Ci smiled at him for the first time: "I can't."

"That's good." Seeing him curling his lips, Yingjiao was in a good mood: "Come on, little classmate, Lao Liu is counting on you to feel proud for once."

Class 7 has been ridiculed to death on the forum these days, and everyone hopes that Jing Ci can help them get some credit.

Yesterday, Yingjiao even saw that idiot Zheng Que holding the jade Guanyin around his neck and praying for Jing Ci.

The same goes for the other students in Class 7. If Yingjiao hadn't been stopped, they would have even given Jing Ci a pair of red socks.

Although Yingjiao didn't know the specific results of this little pervert, based on his observations over the past few days, it should be a piece of cake to reach the top 300.

Jing Ji, who shouldered the heavy responsibility of fighting for the honor of Class 7, nodded heavily: "I will work hard."

Jing Ci likes the small group of Class 7 very much.

Although the students in Class 7 love to play and make trouble, they don't like to study, and even every self-study class is like herding sheep. But they are very measured and do not rely on their family's power to do whatever they want in school. At most, they can add something harmless to Teacher Liu.

little trouble.

Not only that, Class 7 is the most united class Jing Ji has ever seen.

His previous class was a key class in the grade, and the relationship between the classmates was very weak. In addition to studying all day long, everyone was just trying to avoid being overtaken by people around him.

It's not like Class 7, which has a strong sense of collective honor.

After the post on the forum spread among the class, and then in the self-study class, a vacuum appeared around Jing Ci.

The person who originally loved to play poker stopped playing poker, and the person who chatted also shut up. Everyone spontaneously stopped disturbing him and created an environment for him to study.

"Okay, don't be stressed." Yingjiao stood up and chuckled: "Just do whatever you did before, I'm leaving."

Jing Ci nodded, watched him leave, lowered his head and began to recite the text silently in his mind.

The first subject was Chinese, and the last examination room was, by coincidence, in charge of the first class teacher Zhang Jing.

When all the students in the examination room arrived, Zhang Jing walked in with another male teacher, holding a stack of test papers, clicking her high heels.

She stood on the podium, glanced condescendingly at the students in the audience, and introduced herself: "I am the class teacher of Class 1, and I will invigilate the exam for everyone this time."

She paused for a moment, and her old-fashioned face was full of sternness: "Unlike other teachers, I will turn a blind eye to poor students. In my examination room, as long as I am caught cheating, I will never cheat.

I will be merciful!"

She stretched out two fingers, dipped some saliva in her mouth, and while counting the papers, she said sternly: "The results you copied are all fake. You should find the reasons for your poor study on yourself! If you copy now, you will still be able to pass the college entrance examination."

Copy it?"

"Pack up all the things that have nothing to do with the exam. Don't get bad grades and bad moral character!"

After saying that, she looked up at the clock on the wall and handed out the numbered papers one by one.

"Fuck." In front of Jing Ci was Zheng Que. He handed the last paper to Jing Ci and cursed: "How dare the old witch say that we have poor moral character? Who the hell cheated? Bitch."

Zhang Jing's ears were very good, and when she heard the movement, she immediately looked towards them.

Jing Ci hissed at Zheng Que, telling him to stop talking and study hard.

Zheng Que moved his lips, but finally held back.

After getting the test paper, Jing Ci glanced through it first.

The basic knowledge is very simple, the reading questions are not difficult, and the final essay is based on materials.

He picked up the pen and quickly filled in the basic questions while structuring the composition in his mind.

Just as I finished writing the correct pronunciation question above, the sound of high heels came from far and near.

Then, Jing Ci's paper was suddenly opened by a hand. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and stopped writing in time, otherwise half of the paper would have been destroyed.

Jing Ci frowned and raised his head.

Zhang Jing glanced at the names on his desk, reached out and pulled out the draft book Jing Ci had placed under the test paper, and looked through the pages carefully, for fear of what he had written in it.

Jing Ci pursed his lips slightly and said calmly: "Teacher, please return my notebook to me."

Zhang Jing paused her hands and lowered her eyes to look at him.

"I still have to do the questions." Jing Ci looked at her without hesitation: "If you suspect there is something in the notebook, take it away and find something extra for me to pad."

All the candidates in the class looked at him, their eyes shining with excitement.

Zhang Jing sneered and threw the draft book back on his desk with a snap. She glanced at Jing Ci lightly, turned around and left.

It was because she was possessed by a demon and was deeply affected by that post on the forum.

For a student like Jing Ci, even if he were asked to take an open-book exam, he would not be able to find the answer.

Seeing Zhang Jing's contemptuous eyes, Jing Ci was not angry, nor did he feel looked down upon.

He picked up the pen again, calmly put the draft book back in place, and continued to answer the questions.

There is no need to argue with her, just let the scores speak for themselves when the results come out.

Jing Ci's mood was not affected at all. Forty-five minutes before the end of the exam, he finished answering the paper, checked it over and found that there was no problem, handed it in and left the examination room.

He went directly to the cafeteria. Because he came out early, there was no one in the cafeteria at the moment.

After Jing Ci finished his meal, he bumped into Li Zhou who had just come in.

When Li Zhou saw him, he almost broke the meal card in his hand. He held Jing Ci's shoulders in horror and looked nervously: "Why did you come out so early? Was the paper torn, or did you meet Li Shi?

"

Jing Ci didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he broke away from his hand and motioned for him to prepare the meal first.

Li Zhou randomly ordered a few dishes and sat across from Jing Ci with a plate in his hands: "What's wrong? If you don't tell me, I don't feel at ease."

"Nothing," Jing Ci looked at him funny, stretched out his spoon and took a mouthful of rice: "I'll hand in the paper after I finish answering."

Li Zhou confirmed in disbelief: "Have you finished answering? Are all the questions blank?"

The more he thought about it, the more unreliable he felt: "Did you really not hand in another blank paper this time?"

"No," Jing Ci swallowed the rice in his mouth and put the spoon into Li Zhou's hand: "Hurry up and eat. I have answered all the questions. If there are no accidents, I will definitely be in the top three hundred."

Li Zhou was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death."

After the two of them had eaten, they went back to the classroom directly.

Because of the exam, the desks in Class 7 were all spread apart from each other. Even the desks at the same table and the front desk were still far apart from each other.

There were people standing around Jing Ci's seat. As soon as he walked in, the students from Class 7 were like birds returning to their nests, shouting around him.

The study committee member was a very pretty girl named Chen Miaomiao. She squeezed out everyone with all her strength, grabbed the most advantageous position next to Jing Ci, and asked excitedly: "How are you?

How did the exam go?"

Chen Miaomiao is usually very dedicated to studying, but maybe she doesn't find the right method and her grades never improve.

During this period, she came to Jing Ci to ask questions many times, and she had successfully transformed into Jing Ci's crush.

Jing Ci recalled the test paper and smiled: "It's pretty good. There's no problem in getting into the top 300."

"Ah ah ah ah!" Chen Miaomiao excitedly held Jing Ci's hand and shook it desperately: "Jing Ci! We in class seven depend on you! We don't have to fight for steamed buns to fight for breath, you must work hard!"

Yingjiao saw this scene as soon as he entered the door, and the smile on his lips fell to the ground.

He Zhou and Zheng Que in the back looked at each other, their hearts aroused.

Yingjiao usually has a good temper and usually doesn't get angry easily. But once he gets angry, the world will fall apart and no one can hold him back.

He Congee swallowed dryly, looking for something to say, trying to divert Ying Jiao's attention: "Then what...Brother Jiao, where should we go for the end of the month holiday?"

He gingerly took Yingjiao's arm and forced a smile: "How about going to 1982 and staying up all night? It just so happens that Lao Zheng's birthday is coming soon, so I can celebrate it for him in advance."

Yingjiao looked intently at the hands held by Jing Ci and Chen Miaomiao. After a long moment, he snorted, pushed He Zhou away, and walked straight over.

As soon as he came over, the chattering classmates around Jing Ci suddenly fell silent. The next second, there was a bang and they fled back to their seats like birds and animals.

Only Chen Miaomiao was overly excited and before she could react, she still held Jing Ci's hand stupidly.

Yingjiao looked at her calmly and said with a calm expression: "You are so excited about the math test this afternoon. It seems that you will pass this time."

Yingjiao has a very vicious mind and is dedicated to poking at people's pain points.

Chen Miaomiao always struggled with mathematics and had never passed the exam. No matter how many famous teachers she invited to make up lessons, it was of no use.

Chen Miaomiao's smile disappeared instantly. She glared at Yingjiao fiercely, let go of Jing Ci, and ran away angrily.

From now on, Jing Ci is her only male god!

This venomous and cruel person was removed from her list of male gods!

Chen Miaomiao was so angry that Yingjiao turned to Jing Ci, held his wrist, and pulled him to her side with a cold face.

"What are you doing?" Before Jing Ci could react, he struggled subconsciously: "Let me go."

Yingjiao sneered: "The smile is so sweet... Are you so happy when a girl holds your hand?"

Jing Ci's cheeks were slightly red, and he raised his eyes to refute him: "I didn't, so don't talk nonsense."

Yingjiao ignored him.

Lifting up the hand that Chen Miaomiao had held, he stretched out his hand to cover it expressionlessly. Looking into Jing Ci's eyes, he slowly and very hard squeezed his fingers into his fingers one by one.

For a moment, fingers intertwined with him.

"You..." Jing Ci shook off the two people's tightly clasped hands, feeling ashamed and angry: "Let me go..."

Yingjiao sneered and glanced in Chen Miaomiao's direction angrily: "What? She can hold it, but I can't?"

Jing Ci became anxious: "No..."
Chapter completed!