In the early autumn drizzle, wearing short-sleeved and not holding an umbrella, rebellion always costs a little. Master Ji had a fever of up to 38 degrees that night, and was lying on the bed with a cooling ice bag with weak energy, not wanting to speak.

Lin Jing came over to visit the patient before going to bed and comforted him: "You have a good rest tomorrow, I will bring all my homework back."

Ji Xingling: "..."

He held the thermometer in his mouth and protested hoarsely: "No, is there anyone who visited you like this?"

Lin Jing pursed his lips and touched his forehead with his fingers: "Good night."

"Wait a minute." Ji Xingling sat up with support, "Zheng Bufan should be able to count the sports events tomorrow, please help me watch."

"Okay." Lin Jing nodded and asked again, "What are you watching? Please fill out the registration form for you?"

"Stay at me and don't let those grandchildren write for me." Ji Xingling lay back, "If you run, high jump, long jump, etc., you can pick one for me, at most two. I was not here last semester when I signed up, but I was filled in a bunch of them."

The sports meet at Shanhai High School not only includes regular track and field, but also many inexplicable "fun" events that are not interesting at all, such as leggings and blindfolded dribbling. The original intention of the school leaders may be to create the atmosphere and make everyone happy to win the award, but because the events are too outdated and full of rustic flavor, they have to rely on forced distribution every time to barely fill the quota.

In fact, the active main force in activities like sports games or school art festivals are all freshmen in the first year of high school. They must not have time to participate in the third year of high school, and they have entered a period of decline in interest. After the class meeting the next day, the physical education representative Zheng Bufan took the registration form and fled for half a class. He tried his best to fill it up. Finally, he moved his chair to the sixth row: "Brother, are you going to choose a project too?"

"Let's take a look." Lin Jing was coming to the registration form. Seeing the more popular or simple track and field events above, he had already filled in. Zheng Bufan might have no choice but to urge his new classmates against his conscience: "How do you think this ball is running around the circle? I think it's quite simple."

Among the remaining sports, only 1,500 men looked a little more pleasing. Lin Jing helped fill in Ji Xingling's name: "Okay, give it to."

"Isn't this Brother Xing? What about you?" Zheng Bufan clasped his fists and his eyes were filled with tears, and changed his path of miserable misery. "Please, please sign up for an interesting project, or you can convince Brother Xing to sign up for one, just save my life."

"...Or it's all." Lin Jing arrived for the first time and didn't want to be too uncomfortable to get along with, so he cooperated to pick a multi-player dribble. Although he must be quite stupid, he was not qualified to be "interesting". Zheng Bufan was satisfied and continued to fool others with the registration form. Lin Jing took the track and field list and sent it to Ji Xingling, reporting on the 1,500-meter long-distance running.

Brother Xing: Where are you?

Lin Jing was silent for a moment and replied, No, I didn't report anything.

Never give someone a chance.

Just now, he paid special attention when filling out the registration form and found that the man's 1,500 meters and multiple dribbling began at about the same time. As we all know, in campus track and field events, running is always more sensational and enthusiastic, not to mention Ji Xingling is tall, handsome and school grass. So in theory, he can make full use of the time when the whole audience's eyes were attracted to him. He first quietly "interesting", then sneak back quietly, and finally successfully intervened in the men's long-distance running army - the plan is quite perfect and scientific, and he deserves to be the top student of the academic team, Brother Lin.

Ji Xingling's cold has been cured for most of the time. In the afternoon, he sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt and called his uncle to report on the fact that the old trees on Zhiquan Road would bloom regardless of seasons.

"I'll check... Oh, that's a mysterious tree, it's indeed a little old." Hu Lie said, "I'll make an appointment with the people from the Municipal Bureau and move it back to Zhaoyaoshan to spend his old age as soon as possible."

The mysterious tree can help novice drivers quickly recognize the road and reduce the incidence of congestion and accidents. In the era when GPS was underdeveloped, the Demon Management Committee allocated a large amount of special funds every year for the research and cultivation of the mysterious tree. Later, as the navigation system became more and more perfect, these old trees disguised as sycamore or poplar were moved back to their hometowns in batches - but occasionally there would be fish that slipped through the net, such as the elderly tree on Zhiquan Road who had forgotten what he was, and dozed off in a daze, which gave the two teenagers under the tree a glittering star-like dream.

In cities with monsters, you can encounter small surprises everywhere.

...

When Jiang Fenfang heard that Ji Xingling had a cold, she specially stewed a small pot of soup for him. Lin Jing bought some fruit milk on the way from school and brought it to 1301 together in the evening.

Ji Xingling: "What is your way to visit the sick from the old cadres in the 1980s?"

"Don't you think it's not so grand enough for me to carry my homework?" Lin Jing inserted the milk straw and said, "Get up and do the homework."

Ji Xingling widened his eyes: "Why do I have to do my homework when I have a cold?"

Lin Jing looked puzzled: "Why don't you have to do your homework if you catch a cold?"

Maybe the other party’s questions seemed too heartfelt, and Master Ji was also stunned. He thought that there was probably no such thing as “absenting studies due to illness” in the world of academic masters, so he gave up the argument that “sick people need more rest” and lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed.

Lin Jing pursed the corner of his mouth and handed the milk to him: "Hey, I'm joking."

Ji Xingling sat by the bed wearing slippers, with chest tightness: "I found that you are really bored."

"Then you keep sleeping, I'm going home." Lin Jing said, "I have marked the key points of my homework. You can just read it before class tomorrow."

The wall clock on the wall just reached nine o'clock, and there were at least two or three hours before the sleeping time of the senior high school student. Ji Xingling lay in the bed all day and was not sleepy at all. He walked to the desk with milk in his mouth, took a sip but felt something was wrong. He looked at the packaging carefully - Happy Growth Children's Milk.

Adding deep-sea fish oil extract to help brain development and mothers feel more at ease.

Teacher Kobayashi is relieved.

Master Ji refused to comment on this bad taste. He threw the empty box into the trash can, and turned over the homework brought by Lin Jing twice, and saw a few A4 papers inside, writing the problem-solving ideas in a very shallow pencil. Hu Meimei brought cold medicine and water in, and she was surprised to see her son doing the questions honestly. She even had a moment of thinking that he had burned his brain. Of course, this idea that was not conducive to the stability of the mother-son relationship must not be expressed, so she just asked lovingly: "Are you still not sleeping?"

"Yes." Ji Xingling held a pen in his mouth and was looking up the formula on his mobile phone. Lin Jing's problem-solving ideas were very simple, maybe he wanted the students to think about it themselves, but after all, the level of the grade was limited and it was not so easy to think about it, so he sent the question to Teacher Xiaolin on WeChat.

Brother Xing: Do you have to use the cosine theorem for this question?

Generally, Lin Jing will reply quickly when doing questions like this, no more than ten minutes at most. However, after half an hour this time, the phone was not moving. Just when Master Ji was deeply doubting whether the phone was broken, Yu Yizhou was very good at picking the time to send greetings of love.

Yu.: Have you recovered from a cold?

Yu.: Lao Song said that the sports meetings should be held for a week of training.

Yu.: I heard Teacher Ning mention it today, and it seems that I will change classrooms this week.

Yu: Where is the person?

Yu.: My mother asked you to drink more hot water.

Ji Xingling just finished saying "Why are you talking so much nonsense recently?" When he sent it out, he saw the elders drinking more hot water, so he had to withdraw it quickly and replied a few casually. Then he returned to the main interface and saw that Lin Jing still did not reply.

Then this is very boring. Considering that Mr. Kobayashi's home might have just been cut off, Master Ji decided to give full play to his subjective initiative. If the teacher doesn't move, I will just pick up the exercise book and go out: "Mom, I'll go next door to ask questions."

Hu Meimei, who is watching TV in the living room:?

Lin Jing had just finished taking a shower and when he came to open the door, one hand was still rubbing his wet hair.

"Hey, why haven't you sleep?"

"I'm not very sleepy." Ji Xingling explained, "I asked you about math on WeChat, but you didn't reply to me."

"I didn't look at my phone when doing the questions." Lin Jing turned sideways and let him in, "I'll go to the kitchen to get a bottle of water, and you go to the bedroom to wait for me."

Boys of this age all look the same room, only the difference between clean and tidy and messy. Teacher Kobayashi obviously belongs to the former. He also followed his parents' advice and placed some green plants on the bay window that are said to be able to purify the air. The flower pots are of different shapes, which are quite cute.

"Give it." Lin Jing brought him a glass of warm water and took a bottle of iced juice himself. "You have a bad throat, don't drink it cold."

Ji Xingling asked: "What kind of devilish color is your drink?"

"Celery, carrot, avocado and oranges, can you drink it? You can put it at room temperature."

Ji Xingling's expression frightened. To be honest, I think I might vomit here after drinking.

"Thank you, not thirsty."

The desk of 1302 should be slightly smaller, and two people cannot be left and right, and can only be squeezed together side by side. Master Ji was arrogant in sitting posture, kicking forward with his long legs, shaking his pen with one hand, and putting the other hand on the back of the chair next to him. He waited bored for a long time. Seeing that Lin Jing was still calculating the same question, he posted it over and asked, "Isn't it very difficult?"

"Yeah." The hair was almost dry, and Lin Jing threw the towel around his neck aside. The familiar smell of grass in the forest dispersed again. Ji Xingling reached out and rubbed it in trouble, "Hey, you can't even do it. Why do you think Lao Li arranged such a problem for?"

"Who said I don't know?" Lin Jing glanced at him, "I've finished my homework long ago."

Ji Xingling was puzzled: "Then what are you doing in the past five minutes?"

"I have written you the idea of ​​understanding the question before, aren't you not understanding it?" Lin Jing replied, "So I have been thinking about how to simplify the question for the past five minutes, so that you can understand that the value of a is ultimately required, which has nothing to do with the cosine theorem."

Ji Xingling: "..."

Brother Xing was autistic on the spot.

Lin Jing smiled and hooked his fingers: "Come here, I'll tell you."

"I won't listen!" The dignity of the poor student is very crisp and shattered in one blow.

"I really don't listen?"

"Don't listen!"

"Listen, listen."

"Don't listen!"

"Ji Xingling, don't be more greedy."

“…”

It was late at night, and the bedroom windows at 1302 showed a warm orange light.

"Do you understand now?"

"Um."

"I understand so quickly, Ji Xingling, you are so awesome."

“…”

Please shut up.
Chapter completed!