Although Ji Xingling did not get the 450 that Hu Meimei asked for, in the teacher's opinion, 443 is also amazing enough. Especially Li Jiansheng, when he heard that the minimum math score of 51 in Class 1 this time, his first reaction was "must be Ji Xingling again", but he didn't expect that it was not. Not only was it not, the eldest young master also passed the exam for the first time. He wrote steps for each answer. Even if some steps were wrong at all, it was enough to show the sincerity of "really answering the paper seriously."

Lao Li even felt that this was happier than when he saw the full marks of several other people in the class. So during evening self-study, he made a special trip to scream Ji Xingling and praised him for five minutes in front of the whole class.

Yu Yizhou didn't hahaha this time. Because Wang Hongyu and missning are both encouragement teachers who praise students as usual as eating, they praised Ji Xingling after the last first exam score. Although it was quite surprising, they still had a lot of humor. But Li Jiansheng is different. He always has high standards and strict requirements for students. In addition to having a good mood, he usually praises Li Moyuan and several other top students at most, and they also praise them very quickly and simply, as if he was afraid that he would say a few more good words and the students would float to the sky. Like this time, he talked so much and praised them in all directions. It seems that this is the first time in his life.

The other people in the class were obviously the same as Yu Yizhou. They were shocked and felt more horrible, thinking that Lao Li was possessed by evil spirits. Ji Xingling was already embarrassed and had a scalp burst, which was even more expressionless than being scolded. This is the fuck... Didn't I just get 92 exams? Why did the effect of 9200?

Li Jiansheng said: "Come on, the students applaud Ji Xingling."

After three seconds of silence, the applause of Class 1 of Grade 2 was thunderous, which was so earth-shaking. Yu Yizhou might have finally recovered and said, Brother Xing is awesome!

The eldest young master leaned back on the table and shut up!

Li Jiansheng was happy, took a sip of water and continued, "Do you have any learning experience? You can share it with your classmates."

Ji Xingling:?

Lin Jing was writing on the paper urgently, thinking about helping the world. Ji Xingling didn't notice his actions. In fact, as before, at most, he said casually "stupid" like he did in English class, and the whole class laughed and made a fuss. But now, looking at Li Jiansheng standing on the podium with a smile - it may be because Old Li rarely smiled like this, and he was wearing simple clothes and holding an old thermos cup, he felt quite... It couldn't be said, but it was quite warm anyway, it was different from usual.

Ji Xingling rubbed his nose: "This exam is not difficult, I have told you all during class, so that's OK."

Then I added: "It's mainly because you've spoken well by the teacher."

The whole class started to make a fuss again, with jokes like "Brother Xing, how can you flatter in front of everyone?" Li Jiansheng knocked on the table, signaling the whole class to be quiet, and then smiled and said, "Since I've said it well, then don't skip class in the future, just sit down."

Ji Xingling breathed a sigh of relief, sat down and looked at the side. Seeing Lin Jing’s book with a bunch of scribbled words, he wondered: “What are you writing?”

"Didn't Lao Li just ask you to share your experience?" Lin Jing said, "I'm afraid that if you say something foolish again, it will make him feel annoyed on the spot."

"Why didn't you give it to me earlier?" Ji Xingling pulled over and read, "You should be good at classifying and summarizing the types of questions you have done and the questions you have done wrong? Alas, have you told me this sentence before, but I didn't remember it."

"It's okay." Lin Jing laughed, "You said it well, very sincerely, and better than me. I guess Lao Li would be so happy in this class that he told eighteen cold jokes."

The evening study atmosphere was good, and several other failed members in the class escaped and were not criticized by singles. As soon as the bell rang, Ge Hao came over with the test paper. He was the lowest score of the unlucky one and asked for help with a sad face: "Brother Lin, Lao Li talked too quickly, I didn't understand two questions."

Lin Jing is coming to his test paper: "This?"

"Yes." Ge Hao moved a chair.

Ji Xingling leaned over and took a look: "This requires you to establish a rectangular coordinate system first and then set up a parabolic equation?"

Lin Jing replied: "Yes."

Ge Hao's mentality immediately collapsed and he protested at the top of his voice: "Brother Xing, why do you do the questions without studying?"

What is a good guy?

This is called!

You can get on duty without training and always hold the banner of your elder brother.

It's also very true.

"Who said I don't need to study anymore?" Your brother Xing tried to act calmly, "Didn't I read books for two days before the exam?"

Ge Hao cried and said, "It's better not to say it, it will be even more shocking. Touch your paper for me, maybe it's better than Brother Lin's."

"Why do you want to touch the paper? Listen to your questions carefully." Ji Xingling slapped the person back and leaned back back to the back of the chair with a casual look.

After all, although it is indeed a bit embarrassing to be praised by the teacher in front of the whole class, the awesome character of "doing questions without learning" can still be stable.

After Lin Jing finished the question to Ge Hao, he turned his head and asked Ji Xingling: "Does he feel quite good?"

"Tsk, average." I deserve a beating.

Lin Jing continued to ask: "Do you want to be more enjoyable?"

"What?"

"The total score at the end of the period is more than 500."

"Are you bribed by my mother?" Ji Xingling Zhen said, "You can't help the seedlings grow or not."

"I'm not called sucking seedlings, but rather fertilization."

Ji Xingling reached out to him: "Where is fat?"

Lin Jing replied: "I'll give it to you when I get home tonight."

Ji Xingling was stunned: "Is there really?"

Lin Jing's face did not change: "Yes."

So the eldest young master had a little fantasy, thinking that it was difficult for Teacher Xiaolin to prepare the "Learning Progress Award" for himself, and was very excited. After going home from evening study, he didn't even take a shower. He threw down his schoolbag and came to 1302 to attend the award ceremony. As a result, Lin Jing brought a large express box from the bay window and said solemnly: "Give it."

The weight is similar to that of a gold brick. When Ji Xingling took it to his hand, he almost flashed his waist: "What's the matter?"

"My previous notes were sent by my mother." Lin Jing said, "Your foundation in your first year of high school is too weak and you need to make up from scratch."

Ji Xingling asked calmly: "Can I refuse to receive the award?"

"You can't."

Lin Jing pointed to the chair: "Come here, I'll tell you where to start looking."

Ji Xingling continued to make excuses: "But I haven't taken a shower yet."

"It's okay, I don't dislike you."

"Can you be loyal to your cleanliness personality and dislike it appropriately?"

Ji Xingling said this, but his body still sat over very honestly, and continued to whisper while flipping through the notes: "What is this reward? I tell you that even Lao Niu knows to give appropriate material rewards instead of just applying pressure."

"Isn't this matter? Isn't matter the real objects and fields that constitute all objects in the universe. All objective existences around us are matter, and of course notes are also matter."

"But this is not a reward. You know what the reward is. You have to give me a sense of honor to mobilize my enthusiasm and maximize my potential."

Lin Jing: “…”

Ji Xingling successfully won a game and was in a good mood. This passage was used by Mr. Ji, an adult Qilin, to comfort his wife. In order to deal with Ms. Hu Meimei's "Why did your son score 18 points in mathematics test, you Ji's family still have to celebrate what's going on? There is no bottom line?" The Qilin cub who had just entered junior high school was hanging on his father's shoulder to play, so I remembered it by the way.

Lin Jing ignored him and continued to write "brush" on the notebook.

Ji Xingling had already said casually and did not touch Teacher Xiaolin's bad intentions, so he stopped when he saw the good news in time and continued to take notes. As a result, five minutes later, a piece of paper was slapped in front of him.

"Give you a reward."

“…”

It was a hand-painted certificate, drawn with markers, making a grand stage curtain effect, hanging a medal in the middle, and then writing it neatly-

Ji Xingling:

This is a very significant progress in the midterm exam for the first semester of high school senior year. This is a special case for encouragement.

The signature is "Lin" with flying dragons and phoenixes. He also drew a red seal for himself, trying to pretend to be the principal, which is quite formal.

Ji Xingling: "..."

Lin Jing asked: "Is it rewarding enough now? Is it perfectly inspiring your sense of honor and fully mobilizing your enthusiasm?"

"Are you sure you want to listen to the truth?"

"I don't want to hear a truth, I just like to listen to hypocritical flattery."

"...Okay, I'm so excited that I'm so excited that I can even do ten sets of math in one go."

Lin Jing threw the pen over with satisfaction: "That's do it."

The spring pen tip poked a small hole in the test paper.

Ji Xingling shook his head and sighed: "Oh, rough."

Lin Jing smiled and held the back of his neck and shook it twice.

"Can you change the place next time?" Ji Xingling hid, "You can easily remind me of my dad, so he loves to bite...shot me here."

“Where to change?”

Ji Xingling turned over a page of notes, and without thinking too much, he handed over directly.

The fingers are dry and slender, the bones are thin, and the nails are trimmed cleanly.

Lin Jing paused for a moment, then pinched the tip of his index finger and threw it gently to the side: "Look at the notes well."

The temperature in the room seems to be a little high.

Lin Jing lowered the heating and brought in two bottles of iced juice.

Ji Xingling asked casually: "Are you hot?"

"I'm not hot." Lin Jing's face did not change, "I'm afraid you're hot."

"Why am I hot? I'm a little cold."

"Because you just received the first certificate in your life, you should be able to accelerate your blood circulation, otherwise you will look down on my reward."

"...Oh, then I'll try to heat up for a while." It's quite cooperative.

Lin Jing confiscated the juice and exchanged him a cup of matcha hot milk.

The sweet kind.

...
To be continued...