Orientation sniping

Exam time always flies by quickly, and the last science and comprehensive course is arranged in the evening.

The heating temperature in the classroom is very high, and the surroundings are quiet, only the sound of the tip of the pen touching the paper can be heard.Jiang Jing dragged his chin with one hand, and wrote formulas on the paper with the other hand.

Ji Shurong said, write down all the formulas when you encounter a big problem that you don't know, and if a blind cat encounters a dead mouse, you will get one point for one point.

There were only so many formulas that Jiang Jing had memorized, and he finished writing them in less than 5 minutes.

He put down his pen, stretched his waist, propped his head and looked out the window.

A mist formed on the glass, and it was pitch black outside, clearly reflecting the scene in the classroom.There was a row of people between Jiang Jing and the window. He adjusted his posture and looked at himself on the window in a daze.

It is 09:30 now, half an hour before the end of the exam.

At this time in the past, he should be listening to Ji Shurong's lecture at the bar, or delivering wine on a tray, surrounded by noisy crowds, not as quiet as it is now.I don't know what Ji Shurong is doing now, he shouldn't be as boring as him.

Yang Xiao and Lu Yan often go to chat with him, and guests also like to talk to him, Ji Shurong never seems to be short of people.But Jiang Jing just had a strange intuition - Ji Shurong was lonely.

This intuition was groundless, and Jiang Jing once thought he was out of his mind.But later he learned that Ji Shurong took sleeping pills for insomnia, and this intuition became stronger.

Jiang Jingyou sighed, startled the classmate who was a step away from him, and silently pulled in the paper that was stretched out.

Feelings are afraid of him peeping.Jiang Jing sneered, wondering who cares.

The examination room is ranked according to the ranking of the last test, and the level of people in a classroom is basically the same, especially the last one in the test room, which has already fallen asleep a lot.

The invigilator had already fixed his eyes on Jiang Jing, who seemed to be harboring evil intentions, strolled over at a steady pace, covered his mouth and coughed.

Jiang Jing understood, and sat upright with difficulty.

He raised one leg and looked at his shoes, thinking about what shoes to wear for running tomorrow.

He is not used to wearing spiked shoes, but sneakers are still comfortable.

Parents are free to come in at the sports meeting tomorrow.Jiang Jing was walking distracted, and suddenly had a ridiculous idea, it would be great if Ji Shurong could come.

Although it can't be said that it is good, just thinking about it will cause an inexplicable excitement.

After the exam, the first thing Jiang Jing did was to pull out his phone and send a message to Ji Shurong while walking outside.

Jiang Jing: I'm done with the exam.

Ji Shurong should be busy, and it took 5 minutes for him to reply.

Jiang Jing had already gone down the stairs. He avoided the crazy classmates who had just finished the exam, and squeezed into the dark and remote path.The path was not as quiet as before, and several couples walked out arm in arm.

Jiang Jing who was alone was a bit out of place.

The always face-saving Jiang Jing didn't care about these things, he even slowed down and looked down at his phone.

Ji Shurong: Have a good rest tonight, don't go to the bar.

Jiang Jing: Good.

He considered for a moment, then typed another line and sent it.

Jiang Jing: At the sports meeting tomorrow, the teacher said that parents can come in, will you come?

Ji Shurong: Why, do you really regard me as a parent?

Jiang Jing: ...No.

Ji Shurong seemed to like teasing him very much, so he continued to joke: Didn't you call me uncle at the police station last time, please call me again?

Jiang Jing: ...

Jiang Jing: You are not afraid of calling yourself old.

Ji Shurong: It's fine if you don't call me brother.

Jiang Jing rested his finger on the voice button, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and pressed it.

He leaned closer to the microphone, and called softly in an airy voice that couldn't be lower: "...Brother."

The night wind blew the yellow and broken leaves on the ground, and the path was empty at some point, and any slight sound was amplified countless times.

Looking at the voice he just uttered, Jiang Jing's face suddenly burst with blood, fortunately, it was covered by the thick night.

Ji Shurong over there was also taken aback.

He originally wanted to tease Jiang Jing, but he didn't expect this kid to be so sincere, he really called him brother.

The bar was too noisy, and the speakers couldn't be heard clearly when the speakers were turned up to the maximum, so Ji Shurong pushed the door decisively and went out.The boy's unique deep voice rang in his ears, with a slight tremor at the end. Just by hearing the voice, one could imagine the reluctance, shyness and embarrassment on Jiang Jing's face.

This is really...

Ji Shurong closed his eyes, and a smile burst from his lips.

The phone buzzed, and Jiang Jing withdrew the voice message.

Jiang Jing: It's over, come tomorrow?

Ji Shurong looked at those words quietly, and for a moment he really wanted to call Xu Shao who had just returned to China, explaining that he would not be going to the dinner tomorrow.

But he should have done this a long time ago, and it is a bit unreasonable to change his mind now.

Ji Shurong sighed, thinking that he might make the children angry.

Ji Shurong: Although I really want to go, unfortunately I have something to do tomorrow, sorry.

Jiang Jing's frozen fingers were stuck in the air, the corners of his raised mouth slowly fell, and his lips were pursed into a straight line.

How embarrassing was the "brother" just now, how annoyed Jiang Jing is now.Annoyed but also mixed with indescribable loss.

He typed a word and sent it: Oh.

Visibly unhappy.

Ji Shurong suddenly didn't know what to reply.

He has always been able to come up with those comforting words at his fingertips, but now he suddenly gets stuck.Jiang Jing probably didn't want to hear the superficial words. Ji Shurong thought for a while, and sent him a voice message without typing.

"I'll pick you up after school tomorrow, okay?"

Just as he let go of his hand, a small red dot appeared in front of the voice in the next second.

Ji Shurong was stunned for two seconds before he realized that Jiang Jing blocked him.

The sports meeting is the only large-scale event in the attached high school, and the students in the school have been looking forward to it for a long time. They moved tables and chairs down early in the morning to join in the fun.

The playground was buzzing, and the banners of each class were fluttering in the wind.Jiang Jing's class happened to be sitting next to the stereo, and the loud music made people's eardrums hurt.From the opening ceremony to the official game, his slightly frowning brows never let go.

The first project to start was the relay run. There were four people in a class. The audience applauded thunderously, and the slogans were shouted louder and louder.Zhao Yu dragged Li Fan to the front to watch the excitement, and heard the loudspeaker calling for the 100-meter and long-jump inspections, turned around and shouted at Jiang Jing: "Brother Jiang, let's go!"

Jiang Jing looked sleepy, stood up unhurriedly: "Let's go."

The weather was exceptionally good today, the sun was twice as strong as before, and the athletes who finished the relay were sweating profusely and took off their coats.Zhao Yu glanced at it and suggested, "Brother Jiang, why don't you take it off too? You're still brisk when you run."

"Need not."

Zhao Yu took a look at him: "What's wrong with you, who messed with you?"

"No one."

While talking, the two walked to the inspection office.There were three layers of people around the table, and some parents came to watch, and the sound of fighting and cheering mixed together.

Jiang Jing took out the number plate from his pocket and put it in front of him. He waited for more than ten minutes before he got to the front, and signed his name in a few seconds.

The long jump venue was at the South Basketball Court. Zhao Yu parted ways with him. Before leaving, he stuffed a bottle of water in his hand: "Brother Jiang, come on! I'll go first."

Jiang Jing patted him on the shoulder: "Go, come on."

The starting point of the 100-meter race was at the entrance of the class. Li Fan and several boys held a banner and shouted his name passionately.

There were also many people around at the finish line, Jiang Jing took a glance and vaguely saw a few figures, some of them looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who they were.

The teacher dispersed the shouting crowd and blew the whistle: "Senior senior boys 100 meters, first group, 458, 364,259,623,769,462, [-], [-], [-], [-], who else is not in place! Hurry up!"

The last boy hurried over and stood on the corresponding runway.

The few people next to him were either wearing sportswear or short sleeves, and Jiang Jing was the only one wearing a school uniform.He tugged at his collar, rolled up his sleeves, the hair on his forehead was blown by the wind, and he felt a flamboyant youthful look.

"Prepare--!"

Several people squatted down in response.

Jiang Jing took a deep breath, restrained his mind, held his breath and waited for the gunshot.

Three seconds later, "Bang!"

The crowd around the side was instantly ignited, and screams and shouts resounded through the playground.

I saw a figure rushing to the front at the moment of the gunshot, and the wind brought up the corner of the school uniform, and an obvious bag bulged behind him.

The 100-meter race is all about speed. Jiang Jing occupies the first runway, and his steps are getting faster and faster, and he is about to rush to the finish line with an absolute advantage——

Sudden misfortune happened!

A petite figure suddenly rushed in front of him, Jiang Jing didn't have time to stop, and instinctively leaned to the side, severe pain rose from his ankle and rushed to his brain in an instant.

With a muffled "bang", the two collided heavily and fell on the runway together.

The moment he fell down, Jiang Jing subconsciously used his chest as a backing for the other party, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

The crowd rushed forward to help the two of them up, Jiang Jing's face turned pale from the pain, and he gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

He Shiyun was intact except for a scratch on her palm.

She looked at Jiang Jing's frowning brows, tears couldn't stop flowing, and said with red eyes: "I didn't mean it, brother, someone pushed me..."

There was a lot of noise around, and the game was called to an emergency stop. Several teachers nearby hurried over to check the situation, and all eyes from all directions gathered here.

Jiang Jing clenched his teeth, and glanced to the side as if feeling something, and met a provocative gaze.

"Brother Qing is awesome!" Someone shouted.

Standing outside the crowd, Sun Qing looked at Jiang Jing with one corner of his mouth pulled up. He didn't flinch when he turned his head, and even sneered mockingly.

suit?

Jiang Jing understood the shape of his mouth.