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42、42(2/2)

Teacher Zhao thought for a while and realized that there was really nothing to warn them about this time. He waved his hand and let them leave.

"I'll wait for you at the entrance to the third floor tomorrow morning. What time will you come out?" Zhou Chao asked Jing Ci after walking out of the classroom.

Jing Ci thought for a moment: "About five ten."

Zhou Chaoyi clapped his hands: "I'm about the same. We agreed to meet at 5:10."

Jing Ci nodded: "Okay."

"See you tomorrow morning then."

"meet tomorrow."

After returning to the classroom, Jing Ci did not read and answer questions as usual. Instead, he took out a transparent document bag and began to organize the stationery he would bring tomorrow.

Yingjiao put down his pen and asked him: "What time will you gather tomorrow morning?"

"At half past five," Jing Ci put an eraser into his document bag, raised his head and said, "In front of the second teaching building." After thinking for a while, he added, "The school also takes care of breakfast."

Yingjiao looked at him, looking like he had found a treasure, and laughed: "You are so happy, do you want to bring your mobile phone with you tomorrow?"

Jing Ci was also thinking about this question, but did not answer immediately after hearing this.

"Take it with you." Yingjiao took his document bag. Although he knew that Jing Ci would make no mistakes, he still checked it for him in the same way: "In case I have something to do with you then, don't forget it before the exam.

Just put it in your schoolbag."

"Okay." Jing Ci nodded: "Then I'll take it with me."

He thought for a while and told Yingjiao: "Tomorrow's morning self-study and lunch break will be enough. You finish that set of physics papers. You made a lot of mistakes in physics in this exam. I'll check it when I come back."

"Don't worry," Yingjiao zipped up the file bag and returned it to him, smiling lightly: "I have to complete the tasks you assigned me even if I don't have to go to the toilet after class."

Jing Ci put the document bag into his schoolbag and ignored him, but the corners of his lips slowly raised.

Jing Ci got up just before dawn the next day. After washing up quietly, he went to meet Zhou Chao at the entrance of the corridor. The two of them walked to the front of the second teaching building while talking.

When they arrived, many people were already standing in front of the building. The bus hired by the provincial experiment was parked next to it, its engine blaring.

"I don't know how everyone can come here," Zhou Chao complained, rubbing his stomach: "I'm a little hungry, and so are our school teachers. We won't serve breakfast until everyone comes."

Jing Ci looked at the time and saw that it was still ten minutes to five-thirty, and comforted him: "It should be almost there, we will gather soon."

Zhou Chao sighed: "I hope so."

Jing Ci was about to say something when his shoulder was suddenly tapped. He turned around and was stunned.

"You...why are you here?"

"Come on," Yingjiao didn't answer him. He pulled him to the shelter behind the pillar and took out an insulated lunch box and a thermos cup from his schoolbag: "Don't eat the food given by the school. It's not delicious. I'll bring it for you."

Already."

He opened the insulated lunch box and revealed the steaming steamed dumplings inside: "Eat it, my aunt at home made it. It's very clean. There are two kinds of fillings, one is mushroom and chicken, and the other is shepherd's purse and fresh meat."

Jing Ci raised his head and looked at him steadily, and asked in a low voice: "You, did you come here specially to bring me breakfast?"

"No," Ying Jiao smiled. Seeing that he didn't move, he simply reached out and held a small steamed bun and put it to his mouth: "Open your mouth and see what I'm doing? How could I not be there when it's your first time to participate in a competition?"

"Thank you." Jing Ci felt warm in his heart. He bit into the steamed bun and glanced guiltily at Zhou Chao over there. For some reason, he suddenly didn't want to share the breakfast brought by Ying Jiao to others.

Yingjiao looked at his face carefully and saw that he had eaten several in a row. He thought it was to his taste. He felt relieved and unscrewed the thermos cup and handed it over: "Drink some soy milk."

Jing Ci nodded, took the cup and took a sip.

Yingjiao's aunt's cooking is really good, the steamed dumplings are fresh and salty and delicious, and the soy milk is thick and mellow. Jingji wanted to take another sip, but Yingjiao stopped him.

"Don't drink too much, just moisten your mouth." Yingjiao chuckled, whispered into his ear: "Save me the need to go to the toilet during the exam."

Thinking of Jing Ci's habit of not leaving anything behind, he added, "Don't worry, I'll drink the rest and won't throw it away."

How can you let him eat his own leftovers?

Jing Ci's cheeks felt hot, and he wanted him to save the soy milk and drink it when he came back from the exam. But before he could say anything, Teacher Zhao held up a loudspeaker and shouted: "Let's start the roll call, starting from the math competition class. Zhou

Super! Jiang Chong..."

"Go." Yingjiao took the lunch box from his hand, stuffed it into his schoolbag, stretched out his hand to hug him, and whispered in his ear: "Little classmate, come on in the competition, may all your wishes come true.

The flag is set for victory.”

Jing Ci lowered his eyes, stiffened for a few seconds and then gradually relaxed. He quickly hugged him back, said thank you, and turned around to go to the queue.

When he got on the bus, Jing Ci looked back and saw that Ying Jiao was still standing where he was.

He was holding his schoolbag in one hand and leaning against the pillar lazily. Because it was still dark, Jing Ji couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could see that his face was facing his direction.

Jing Ci's heart suddenly beat fiercely. He boarded the bus in a few steps, stood at the top of the bus door, and waved to Yingjiao.

Yingjiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and raised his right hand.

The bus slowly drove out of the school, Yingjiao walked into the classroom and started working on the physics paper seriously, while Jing Ci officially started his competitive journey.
Chapter completed!
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