Can it be made public?

Ji Li hung the bottle for three days in a row before returning to school, and the first news he heard was about moving the dormitory.

"Zhu Yi moved away?"

Jian Mingyuan nodded: "Yes, brother Xiaosa said he applied for it himself, and he didn't say why."

Ji Li wanted to ask more questions, but suddenly a student came in at the door and shouted at him: "Squad monitor, Brother Xiao Sa told you to go to his office now."

In the office is not only Prophet Mao, but also Zhu Yi.

"In the city essay competition last month, someone reported that the result was wrong. After a thorough investigation, the competition found that your place was replaced by Zhu Yi. This time I called you here to give you an explanation." Prophet Mao said, walking to the side After taking a look, "Okay, let's talk now."

Zhu Yi remained silent.

Prophet Mao waited patiently for a moment: "If you don't want to say it now, then the whole school will have to report it at the end."

Zhu Yi finally made a move, clenched his fists and then loosened them, his face was full of embarrassment after his coat was forcibly stripped off layer by layer: "I'm sorry."

Ji Li turned to look at his homeroom teacher.

Prophet Mao picked up the certificate and envelope on the table, and sighed: "I have always entrusted you to handle this matter, and I have never intervened in it. That's why such a big problem happened. I am also responsible. The teacher is here to tell you Apology. This is a reissued certificate and bonus for you. In addition, Zhu Yi has already applied for day school, and will not live on campus for the next period of time. You should study hard and don't be affected by this incident. "

Ji Li: "Yes."

After Prophet Mao finished speaking, he remembered something: "By the way, I heard that you went to the hospital yesterday. How is your body now? Do you still have a fever?"

Ji Li shook his head: "It's ready."

After a rain, the weather is getting colder and colder, the number of people on the court is gradually decreasing, but the average time everyone spends in the classroom is increasing day by day.

The essay contest in Chongliu City came to an end, but the national essay contest came.

Prophet Mao specially took the Chinese class in the afternoon to organize the whole class to write manuscripts, and even gave an impromptu speech to everyone in 10 minutes again, from "You are the front of our Changqiao Chinese, if you are in the key class of liberal arts If you can’t even win a competition, you can say that it’s not shameful to lose it”, to “Do you know the gold content of this competition, and if you win an award, do you know how much weight it will have in your future self-enrollment? Don’t you regret it if you miss it? ", and finally "Do you want to get a score reduction measure, do you want to be admitted to the university early, do you want to get rid of the high school life as soon as possible, what you lack may just be this certificate", successfully aroused the fighting spirit of the class again Waking up, the whole afternoon was like a bloodbath, which directly led to the math teacher walking in after the Chinese class, almost thinking that he had strayed into some missionary scene.

The teacher adjusted his glasses on the podium: "Okay, I know you are very excited now, but now please take out your textbooks and read the formulas on it to calm your brain."

In the second year of high school, what he was studying happened to be the most important and difficult points, and mathematics had always been a hurdle that no one in the liberal arts class could break through.The math teacher managed to extinguish everyone's blood with one class, walked to the seat during the break, and put down a vertically printed certificate.

Jian Mingyuan leaned over to take a look, and couldn't help saying "I rely on you": "God Xue, are your certificates wholesaled on the assembly line? One in the morning and another in the afternoon?"

Ji Li raised his head.

"Province the first prize, give me a face." The math teacher said with a smile, "Are you interested in going to the final training camp?"

Ji Li shook his head: "No."

The math teacher babbled: "You are so good at math, it would be a pity if you don't go, I don't know how much gold is in a certificate for this kind of national competition, and no one knows that it will be used suddenly in the future, as the saying goes , so many skills do not overwhelm you..."

Before I finished speaking, the class bell rang again, and the teacher walked up to the podium step by step, picking up the chalk and not forgetting to give him a wink.

Jian Mingyuan asked in a low voice, "God of learning, why are you taking part in the math competition?"

Ji Li casually folded the certificate in half and stuffed it into the textbook: "I signed up last semester."

He had already been shortlisted for the preliminary round, and the semi-final round happened to be in the examination room of their school, so he didn't even need to find a place, so he chose to stay overnight in the first week of school, so that he could get up early for the exam the next day.

Jian Mingyuan asked, "Then will you go to the final?"

Ji Li: "Probably not."

"why?"

"I'm a liberal arts student."

"That's right, even if you win the prize now, it won't be very useful for you to go to university in the future." Jian Mingyuan thought for a while, "But we only teach liberal arts classes, and we sit in an office with the math teacher of the science class every day, and the surroundings are just talking. A few students in the class today made the finale of the promotion paper, and whoever used the second, third, fourth and fifth solutions other than the answer. It’s hard to catch you now, and it’s impossible to give up.”

Ji Li didn't take it seriously at first.

As long as he doesn't let go, the teacher can't pack him up and throw him on the training bus.

It was already past five o'clock after school in the afternoon, Ji Li waited until the people in the corridor cleared up before going out as usual, but just as he reached the stairs, he turned his head and saw the people standing by the railing.

Ying Yunsheng was stunned for a moment, and said first: "I'm passing by."

Ji Li stopped and stared at him without blinking.

Ying Yunsheng was looked at with hairs all over his body, just when he couldn't help but want to turn around and run away, he heard the other party ask.

"Aren't you waiting for me?"

"Uh..." Ying Yunsheng froze in place, staring down at the tile pattern under his feet.

"Shall we eat together?"

Ying Yunsheng: "Okay."

This is the first time the two have met since they left in Ji Li's room.

About what happened that day, Ying Yun's physiology is still a mess.At that time, his whole mind was chaotic, and he was completely at the mercy of the opponent. When his vision was lost, he couldn't feel the time of the outside world at all, until he felt the weight suddenly pressed down in front of him, and the opponent's hand dropped down. , as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw that the other party had fallen asleep leaning against him.

People are still sick, even when they are asleep, their brows and eyes are full of fatigue.Ying Yunsheng just stood beside him for a long while and didn't want to wake him up. He just hugged him to the bed, pulled the quilt and left lightly.

For the next two days, Ji Li went back and forth between the hospital and his home, and Ying Yunsheng had to go to class and didn't go to him until today, as usual, when he was watching in the corridor after class, he saw the other party walking into the classroom and knew that the other party was coming back. After school, I couldn't help but come down and meet someone straight after school.

But now walking down the stairs and going to the cafeteria side by side with the other party, Ying Yunsheng opened and closed his mouth countless times along the way, but still didn't find any opportunity to mention it.

Especially the people next to him were calm and composed throughout the whole process.

With such a backdrop, Ying Yunsheng became more and more suspicious that what happened that day was really just an illusion produced by the interaction between his adrenaline and nervous system.Or maybe the thing happened for real, but the deep meaning in it was completely made up by his own brain.

Ji Li didn't have so many messy thoughts as he did. He said eating together was really eating together. It wasn't until the two of them collected their plates and were about to leave the cafeteria that he stood in the bakery picking things up before he yelled: "Ying Yunsheng .”

Ying Yunsheng raised his head immediately: "What?"

"Which puff do you think is tastier?"

"Uh……"

"Lin Chengshuang told me that in the past two days, a new strawberry flavor has been launched in the store and it is selling very well, but the evaluation of the original signature chocolate flavor has always been very high. What do you think?"

Ying Yunsheng: "You choose yourself."

Ji Li opened the glass cabinet, took chocolate and nutty puffs, and then walked to the opposite freezer: "What about the box cake? Soy milk or mango? Or white peach oolong? Or Oreo? "

Ying Yunsheng was silent for a few seconds: "Just choose what you like."

Ji Li took the Oreo box, and then asked, "What flavor do you want the cookies to be? Original or caramel?"

Ying Yunsheng has never tasted any kind of flavor, this kind of exquisite pastry placed behind the glass cabinet has always been a non-essential luxury for him, and he can't give the other party any opinions on taste.

Seeing that he didn't want to point out, Ji Li didn't force it, so he walked around inside, put the tray full of things on the cash register, and turned his head to ask, "Are you free next week?"

Ying Yunshenghun was called back by his words, just about to say yes, when the words were about to come out, he remembered something, paused: "There is a competition training."

In fact, after Ji Li asked, he also remembered that Ying Yunsheng also participated in the rematch: "Have you signed up?"

"When the teacher asked me, he agreed directly." Ying Yunsheng didn't forget what he asked when he first brought up this topic, "Is there anything next week?"

"It's nothing." Ji Li took the gift bag packed by the clerk, paid the bill, and walked back with the bag. When he was about to say goodbye at the stairs, he stuffed the paper bag in his hand to Ying Yunsheng, "something Don't leave it overnight, finish it tonight."

Ying Yunsheng was caught off guard and was stunned for several seconds: "Don't you want to eat yourself?"

Ji Li: "I originally bought it for you."

Ying Yunsheng was startled, recalling the numbers on the cash register not long ago, his voice lowered unconsciously: "It's too expensive..."

"I have always felt that people in this world always need a good reason to do something. First, they must be acceptable to others, and second, they must be able to convince themselves." Ji Li looked at him, "For example, you skipped class a few days ago to send I'm going to the hospital."

Ying Yunsheng's heart jumped suddenly.

"Another example is that I bring you food."

If it was in the past, he might still have to think about what excuses he could use to get the other party to accept it.

But now, he has the most appropriate reason to treat him frankly and with a clear conscience.

With less than a few minutes left before last night's self-study, Ji Li walked around to the office building and knocked on the door of the office of the second grade mathematics group.

The math teacher was grading papers, and he saw him when he raised his eyes: "Is there anything I can do with the teacher?"

Ji Li asked: "Mathematics competition training, is it still too late to sign up?"

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