Can it be made public?

The competition lasted for a week, and it was hard to finish the time when we went back to school. The math teacher came every day with a smile on his face, walked away in a friendly manner, and even talked a little bit more kindly.

Jian Mingyuan finally made it to the end of get out of class, wondering: "Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Ji Li explained: "Our school won eight gold medals in the finals of the mathematics competition a few days ago."

Jian Mingyuan suddenly realized: "No wonder."

Ji Li bowed his head and continued to solve the problem.

Jian Mingyuan once again sighed in his heart about the king of papers, and when he turned his head, he suddenly remembered belatedly: The school won eight gold medals, that's the school's business, why is their teacher so happy?

After the competition, there will be the joint entrance examination for the twelve schools, and the end of the period will be approaching after the joint examination.Their class did not review this process before taking the entire high school course. The final exam is not given by the teacher of each subject except for the scope of "the content that will not be tested and learned". How to pass it depends on the individual. .

The learning atmosphere in the class is getting heavier and heavier, and even those students who are the most naughty, noisy and troublesome on weekdays are rarely able to calm down and read books.

The learning progress of the arts and science classes is different, and Ji Li and Ying Yunsheng have always been the focus of the teacher's attention in the class. It is not uncommon for them to be called to the office every time after school is over, and their free time is often staggered. The number of times the two met became less and less.

Ji Li didn't feel sad at all, but occasionally seeing students passing by in the corridor outside, he couldn't help but wonder what the other party was doing at the moment.

Most of the results of thinking are doing questions.

Then even if I was not reading, I would unconsciously pick up the pen and continue studying.

"God of learning." Jian Mingyuan couldn't hold back from poking him, "Why do you have to write so many questions every day? Isn't there a day when you can finish writing?"

Ji Li thought for a while, and gave a very official answer: "Learning never stops."

Jian Mingyuan turned over and continued to lie on the table.

It was almost 12:30, Ji Li packed up his things and went to the cafeteria to have lunch, but Ye Ruhui came out of the office with a bunch of math papers in his arms, and took out one of them: "Your."

Jian Mingyuan glanced at the score and stuffed it into the bookend: "Why can't the math guy think about letting you be the math class representative?"

Ye Ruhui handed out the paper without raising his head: "Even if I fail in math, my total score is higher than yours."

Jian Mingyuan took a deep breath, and jumped up from the chair: "I don't believe in Jane if I don't rank higher than you in this final exam!"

"Okay." Ye Ruhui stretched out his hand towards him, "Student Ye Mingyuan, nice to meet you."

Because of this sentence, Jian Mingyuan didn't lie down on the desk for a minute during the lunch break, and started to correct after picking up the exercise paper, and the effect of using the brush was like a knife, light and sword.

When Ji Li came back, he saw him holding the paper and stopped in front of him like a gust of wind.

"Ji Li." Jian Mingyuan pronounced the words clearly, "You can help me with my lessons."

Ji Li looked at him: "You bet with Ye Ruhui again?"

Jian Mingyuan was shocked: "Is it that obvious?"

"It's because of him every time you suddenly become angry." Ji Li pulled out the chair, "And you have never fallen behind in your studies, and your knowledge framework is very comprehensive. Later review will get twice the result with half the effort, and you don't need extra tutoring."

Jian Mingyuan chased after him: "Then what if I want to surpass Ye Ruhui in total score in this final exam?"

Ji Li: "..."

The air was quiet for ten seconds.

Jian Mingyuan packed his things silently: "I'm going to go to the police station to change my name."

Ji Li took a look at the paper that had just been handed out on the table: "Do you need to bet?"

Jian Mingyuan stopped in his tracks, his eyes widened in an instant, and he couldn't speak fluently: "Bet the bet?!"

Ji Li added: "The accuracy rate is not guaranteed."

Jian Mingyuan was shocked.

How could he have forgotten this unique skill of Xueba.

After the shock, the excitement was blurred: "Yes!"

On Friday afternoon, the whole school cleaned up uniformly, and the last class was not held. The teacher gave the rest of the leave with a wave of his hand, and left the group that happened to be on duty this week to clean up.

A thick layer of water had accumulated on the corridor. There were desks against the wall, and chairs on the desks. Ji Li stepped on the chairs to wipe the fixed glass on the top.

Wiping with a rag is too easy to leave threads and water marks. Prophet Mao suggested that everyone use discarded draft paper without getting wet, which is called "dry cleaning".

At this moment, Jian Mingyuan completely regards Ji Li as a new generation of food and clothing parents, and stays by his side attentively and occasionally helps pass a draft paper.

Unfortunately, before I stood for a few minutes, the health committee member passing by told me to leave, "Since you are so free, come and help me."

After Ji Li wiped a piece, he looked down and didn't see anyone else, so the draft book was placed on the window sill.

He leaned on the back of the chair and squatted down, reaching out to reach for the draft book, but before he touched it, someone picked it up faster than him.

Ji Li looked up and saw the face that had appeared in his mind not long ago.

"Why did you come here?"

"Passing by."

Ji Li found out, this man really doesn't know how to make excuses.When I met him at the stairs, I was passing by. When I met him in the supermarket, I was passing by. In the past, he would pass by when the sports meeting was held in the playground in the middle of the night. Now he can still pass by by cleaning the window.

Ying Yunsheng asked, "Wipe the windows with scratch paper?"

Ji Li said with a "hmm": "Our head teacher said, wipe the glass with scratch paper."

Ying Yunsheng tore a sheet and gave it to him.

Ji Li took it over: "Aren't you going?"

Ying Yunsheng: "I'll hold the chair for you."

"I don't need people here. There should be no people queuing up in the cafeteria right now. Go eat now."

Ying Yunsheng shook his head: "I'm not hungry yet."

"then you……"

"Don't talk while cleaning the window." Ying Yunsheng knocked on the leg of the chair, "Be careful not to fall if you get distracted."

Fine.

Ji Li didn't try to persuade him anymore, and asked him while cleaning the window: "Have you studied "Getaway?"

Ying Yunsheng didn't understand, so he said, "I learned it."

"Then you should recite "A Happy Journey" now."

"Uh……"

"If you don't remember, you can look through the book, the one in front of you is my desk."

"Uh..." Ying Yunsheng was silent for a long time: "Do you have to?"

"Didn't you say that chatting while cleaning the windows is easy to get distracted?" Ji Li said with a smile in his voice, "But if you don't leave, I will want to listen to you."

"Uh..." There was no sound for several seconds.

A few seconds later, the other party's voice rang again: "There is a fish in the north, its name is Kun, and the size of Kun is unknown. It turns into a bird, its name is Peng, and the back of Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles away it is. It flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky..."

There are four windows in the classroom, one for each of the four people. After cleaning all the windows, the outside sky is already dark.

Ying Yunsheng didn't go away. For as long as the other party cleaned the windows, he supported the chair beside him for as long as he had received the shocking gazes of teachers and students coming and going. There was one meaning in the eyes: this baby is learning to be stupid. Alright.

Ji Li rolled up the used draft paper, jumped off the table, and prepared to throw the garbage into the water room.

The person in charge of taking out the trash is a boy. The three trash cans in the water room are only half full at most on weekdays. I don’t know how this big cleaning has swept out so many messy things, but they have filled all three trash cans abruptly. Yes, he complained while changing the garbage bag, and dragged the bag out like a sack, and someone next to him gave a hand.

The boy looked up to see who was coming: "Squad leader?"

Ji Li opened a garbage bag and threw the ball of draft paper in his hand into it: "The classroom hasn't been cleaned yet, there may be other garbage, you throw those two bags first, and I'll keep this bag when the time comes Go throw it."

It was really hard for the boy to carry three bags of garbage by himself. Hearing this, although his heart was moved, he still asked, "How about I wait for the others to finish sweeping and throw it away together?"

Ji Li: "No, anyway, when I go to the cafeteria later, I just happen to drop by the garbage dump."

The boy was right after thinking this way, and instantly lost his psychological pressure, and said with a beaming smile, "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, he loosened one garbage bag, picked up the other two and left the teaching building.

Ying Yunsheng was still standing by the window, taking in everything just now: "Why didn't you say it?"

Ji Li just brought out the garbage bag: "What?"

Ying Yunsheng looked at him: "You obviously want to help him, why didn't you just say it?"

Ji Li: "People from the Ministry of Health will come to check later. There can't be any garbage in the newly replaced garbage bags."

Ying Yunsheng directly pointed it out: "But the people in your classroom are already mopping the floor, there is no way there will be new garbage."

"Really." Ji Li smiled, "I didn't notice just now, but the people who threw out the garbage have already left, and it's impossible to call them back."

Ying Yun was silent.

In fact, not only to the boy just now, but also to him and everyone around him.When others do good deeds, they all want to tell the world, even if they don't mean to show off, they don't want their good intentions to be treated as donkey liver and lungs by the recipients.But when Ji Li wants to extend a helping hand to someone, he will always find a good reason first, and never let others have the opportunity to owe him favors, for fear that others will think that he is out of good intentions.

This way of acting always gives Ying Yunsheng an illusion: "You seem to be intentionally reducing your connection with the people around you."

Ji Li conveniently put a new plastic bag on the last trash can, and then closed the mouth of the remaining trash bag together.

"Aren't you," Ying Yunsheng hesitated before saying, "I'm worried that if something happens in the future, others will be sad, so..."

Ji Li laughed: "Is my image in your heart so selfless?"

Ying Yunsheng: "Don't change the subject."

"Don't think about it so much." Ji Li said, "I just don't like unnecessary relationships with others."

Ying Yunsheng was puzzled: "Then why do you still help him throw out the trash?"

Ji Li: "Because it's tiring to throw three bags of garbage alone, shouldn't it be right to help?"

Ying Yunsheng had never seen such a person.

In the eyes of the other party, being kind and charitable is just like people needing food and water, watching traffic lights when crossing the road, and obeying laws and regulations in life. It is an extremely normal and natural thing.

The other party never asks others for favors, not because he doesn't want others to owe him, but because he really thinks that everything he does is no big deal.

Nothing in return, not even worth mentioning.

Should it be?

But how many people in this world will take pains to do what they should do every time.

The dump is on the other side of the dormitory building.

Ying Yunsheng was half a step behind Ji Li, and followed the other party to the garbage station, watching the man throw the big bag into the tin truck and then go back.

He suddenly shouted: "Ji Li."

The other party looked up: "Huh?"

"If I tell you now..."

Shouldn't have said it.

Neither the time nor the place is right.

At least the two of them are standing in front of the garbage dump now, and the atmosphere alone is definitely not as good as the night of the game.

That night, after the other party suddenly said "grow up together", which surpassed the intimacy of ordinary classmates or even friends, he actually had a vague premonition. While unconsciously, his heart beat faster, and at the same time he felt that he was wishful thinking. Two emotions Under constant tugging, there was also a momentary urge to ask the other party.

It's a pity that he didn't gather the strength to speak until the two of them finished eating the cake and left.

And now, he couldn't tell whether it was because of the cold wind blowing in the evening, because the branches were rolled up and fallen leaves, or because of the light yellow lights that suddenly lit up on both sides of the road.

Or maybe it was because of the smile in the other person's eyes when he looked up.

"If I tell you now," Ying Yunsheng looked at him, "I..."

Just as the initial "x" of the latter word came out, there was a loud "thrilling——" sound in the air.

The garbage truck stopped suddenly, and the iron pillars in the center of the wheels scraped against the ground to make a sharp noise, which suddenly overwhelmed all the surrounding movements.

Ji Li bypassed the tricycle and walked over: "What did you just say about you?"

"I want to eat."

"hungry?"

"Ah."

"Come on, go to the cafeteria."

Ying Yunsheng stared at the ground: "Oh."

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!