Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

The days of waiting for results are always tough, but fortunately, the anxiety is mixed with a little ease and freedom after liberation.

Seeing that June is coming to the end of the month, the temperature is gradually rising.For a while, Lin Ji, Minghan and the others spent the rest of their time at home raising fat except for two picnics with Xiaohong and the others.

Ming Han fed him three meals a day plus supper, and finally raised Lin Ji back to 140 kg from the 76 catties when they first met.

And this little weight is not in vain, Lin Ji used all his physical strength on the double exercise without wasting a single bit, allowing her boyfriend to experience what it means to be "soon-early-squeezed-death".

If Coach Yuan hadn't called to say that the gym was short of manpower, the two of them might have stayed there until July.

Lin Ji offered to work for free and not to be paid. At first, the coach was very embarrassed, but then he gradually realized that all he did every day was walking around the restaurant holding the central remote control.

This kid was the reincarnation of the boiler in his previous life, so he can be so close to the air conditioner in this life, right?

In the huge training ground of the gymnasium, the students in the junior class were practicing in groups in an orderly manner, when there was a discordant crisp sound amidst the rhythmic target kicking sound.

Lin Ji, who has been lazily leaning on the bench in the rest area outside the court, playing with his mobile phone, and other students practicing target kicking were all attracted.

On the outermost side of all the two-two combinations, stood a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy wearing a red Taoist belt. With a tall and strong figure and a pure white Taoist uniform, his aura was quite fierce and bluffing.

And the companion standing opposite him to help hold the foot target is a new student who just joined the class. Although the two are not much different in age, there is a significant difference in height and shape.The short new trainees look even thinner against the figure of the "little fat man" with the red belt.

Probably because of the "bullying" mentality, the red belt students take advantage of their physical fitness and practice time, and they always look arrogant every time they kick the target, and deliberately and viciously increase the strength of their legs, so that the leather soft The target always makes a more noticeable sound than the other groups.

Because of this bad demonstration, a playful atmosphere quickly formed among the surrounding groups.The movements of the students gradually became out of shape, and the unusually loud and piercing kicking sound rang out one after another in the corner of the gymnasium.

Ming Han was squatting beside a female student to correct the kicking posture, he had no time to pay attention to the small movements of these people, and only cast a warning look from a distance to let them practice hard.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't come to the gymnasium for a long time, this silent reminder didn't have any deterrent effect.It seems that some teenagers with poor memory have forgotten the repressive management they once suffered.

But compared to these thorny reactions, what surprised the other veteran students was that a certain senior brother named Ming who had been stunned twenty years ago had nothing to do in the face of this situation. He just squatted in place with a displeased expression, Didn't even mean to move.

"What are those boys in the corner doing? Be honest." It happened that the senior sister came out of the office with a stack of registration forms for the summer class, and frowned when she saw the children who were gradually starting to let themselves go.

It wasn't until the students calmed down a little that the senior sister turned her gaze to Ming Han, reminding him not to be so gentle all of a sudden, and to take care of these boys, otherwise the coach will come back and see someone who will scold him later.

The senior assistant who squatted on the cushion for a long time stood up now. Although he had a handsome expressionless face, the tight lip line faintly showed the person's impatience.

After slowly moving his waist and shoulders twice, Ming Han walked to the thin new student, took the teaching aids from him, and rescued his arms that had started to tremble a little due to holding the target hard for a long time.

Slightly bent down, raised the black soft-faced foot target to the height of his shoulders, and signaled the students beside him to continue practicing with his eyes.

When the red belt boy saw Ming Han standing beside him, he was somewhat nervous.Then he saw that Senior Assistant had just replaced the soft persimmon and did not do anything else, so he felt relieved.

However, since when did the person in front of me become a mediocre character? Is he in such a good temper now?

He was not the only one who was shocked in the arena. Although everyone continued to practice, they had already made up a thousand versions of the reason why Senior Brother Ming changed his sex.

Of course all their conjectures perfectly avoided the correct answer.That person is not transgender, but thanks to his boyfriend, his whole body is sore to the bone, and he is too lazy to move.

Lin Ji was still lying leisurely on the rest chair, while holding up his mobile phone to take pictures of Brother Ming's figure, he couldn't help but smile with the corners of his mouth raised.

No matter how serious this guy was, he could still read the unhappiness on his face.

When watching his "Buddhist brother" through the camera in his hand, Lin Ji's eyes also had a warm and soft light.No matter how uncomfortable it is, the back of the person on the screen will always be in a straight line.There is a black Taoist belt tied between the snow-white Taoist uniform, which shows the original slender circumference of the waist.

Since the boyfriend is "uncomfortable", go replace him.Less than 5 minutes before the end of get out of class, the teaching assistant surnamed Lin who found out with conscience finally moved his butt from the chair.

Before he had time to put down the phone, the scene in front of him changed slightly.

The kicking time was getting longer and longer, and bullying the newcomers just now had exhausted a lot of physical strength. The boy with the red belt saw that his senior brother really didn't care about him, so he became more and more slack.Not only the attitude is loose, but even the high whip is not once.

Although Minghan's mind is not here, but the strength from the target can also feel whether the students are practicing seriously.Facing the perfunctory behavior of the kid in front of him, he didn't say anything, just stuffed the teaching aids into his arms.

Shen Sheng demanded in two words: "Take it."

It's not uncommon for students to help their seniors and coaches raise targets occasionally in the gym. The boy with the red belt didn't think much about it, so he did it naturally.

"A little higher." Ming Han casually pointed to a plastic chair by the side of the field.

The boy with the red belt paused for two seconds before he realized it. He pulled the chair to his side. As soon as he stood on it, the familiar evening music rang out in the gymnasium.

Before he had any other reactions, Ming Han followed up with a 360-degree spin from the spot, and kicked the target with extreme force after a quick turn in the air.With a slap, the foot target flew away from the student's hands, and fell a long distance to the edge of the field.

The kid with the red belt was kicked in a daze without any preparation in mind. He only saw the shadow of the black belt dangling around the waist of his senior brother. Immediately after, he was forced to lean back from the chair and fell to the side for training. on a soft cushion.

Until he fell to the ground, he still felt that his wrist and tiger's mouth were numb from the shock.He raised his head in disbelief, just in time to meet a pair of familiar cold black eyes, the cold and sharp eyes made the boy tremble suddenly.

It was as if he heard Brother Ming's cold voice: Did I give you shame?

The man frowned, then kicked out again, the chair beside him split open, and the light blue plastic piece collapsed and shattered to the ground.

After the music bell ended, the entire venue returned to silence. All the students looked in the direction of the assistant teacher, but no one dared to speak.

After a moment of silence, Ming Han lowered his eyes and glanced at the black teaching aids in the distance, and said in a cold voice to the student who was still on the ground and forgot to get up: "Go and pick it up."

After all the children in the gymnasium were gone, Lin Ji took a broom and mop to do a simple cleaning. When he went to the water room to put tools, he saw an acquaintance lying prone on the sink.

He had just washed his face, and there was no paper towel or towel to dry it off. His temples were covered with wet marks, and there were also drops of water hanging under his jaw.

Yo who is this.

Thinking of the way this man got angry in the gymnasium just now, Lin Ji smiled and stuck it up, and massaged his lumbar spine with his elbows in a leaning position.

During the movement, he did not forget to use his other hand to open the screen of the mobile phone, and found a short video, which recorded Ming Han's beautiful arc when he was volleying in the field.

While handing the mobile phone video to her boyfriend, she said in a soft and teasing tone, "Isn't this quite neat? Why did you have to say it last night?"

The voice fell for a while, and no one in front of him responded. Lin Ji tilted his head, moved closer to his cheek, and asked softly.

"Are you in a bad mood?"

Ming Han shook his head.

"Then, is it flustered?" Lin Ji lowered his eyes and glanced at the date and time on the phone screen. There are still a few hours before he can check the results of the provincial college entrance examination.

Although Ming Han shook his head again, but this time Lin Ji didn't believe it, because even he himself was not sure that the two people's scores would definitely be in the same city.

Neither of them would do such a thing as giving up the best college or major in order not to go to another place, let alone agree with the other party to do it.

In the end, Lin Ji just patted him on the shoulder, "Change clothes, let's go eat together."

After Lin Ji and Ming Han ate ramen in the store, they went to the night market, and they only went home when the night was quiet.

Even so, there is still half an hour before the score can be checked.

There will be one or two nights like this in June every year, and students across the country are destined to have no sleep.At this moment, I don't know how many college entrance examination candidates and how many parents are waiting for the fate to be pronounced in front of the computer.

While waiting for the machine to turn on, Lin Ji, who was leaning on the sofa, suddenly turned his gaze to Ming Han, expecting to ask: "By the way, my birthday is coming, what gift do you prepare for me?"

"hold head high?"

The sudden question made Ming Han startled, he never thought that Lin Ji was trying to ease the tension, let alone that his birthday was actually only one day away from him.

"Check mine first?" Lin Ji smiled, tapped his fingers, and was about to enter his test admission number in the open result inquiry system, but was stopped by Ming Han.

The man took a deep breath and said, "Check mine first."

Lin Ji didn't object, and deleted a few digits in the input box and filled in Ming Han's admission ticket number instead.

Although his movements are chic, he is actually uneasy.If the score shown in the score box after a few seconds is between 660 and 670 like the previous simulations, then more than 90.00% of him will face a century-old problem thrown by his boyfriend in the near future.

Lin Ji's eyelashes danced along with the webpage on the screen, and then a row of numbers came into his eyes.

Name: Ming Han

Language: 122

Math: 145

English: 140

Comprehensive: 282

Total score: 689

shit.

Lin Ji was stunned first, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.

A student who had kept his score above 700 for nearly two years, his heart stopped beating for a moment because of this 689.

How did you do it?

The boy named Ming next to him, is he a god?

After recovering, Lin Ji turned to look at his boyfriend. Unexpectedly, he was not surprised.

"Your reaction is not normal, is it?"

"Fortunately, in fact, since March, I have always had this score." Ming Han confessed to the people around him when the results of the college entrance examination were settled.

Since the second model, he has let go of a small question in every subject exam. Even Lin Ji, who has to check the test papers after each exam, can hardly find it.But all of these added up are completely equivalent to manually suppressing yourself by 20 points.

Just these 20 points are enough to make a candidate stand out from the top of countless Luxue masters, and become the favorite of many famous schools in city A with ace majors.

"Don't you think you're a bit of a rebel?"

He had been praying silently in his heart for three months, and he was so worried that he was about to die, but he actually came all the way!

Lin Ji felt that he couldn't bear this grievance, so he frowned and asked, "So all your negative emotions these days are just pretending? Are you trying to make me feel uncomfortable?"

"That's not what it means." Ming Han explained in a low voice, "It's considered that the underdog must win. For a while, I was really annoyed. But every time I saw that there was still a big gap between myself and you on the score list, I would I can hold on even more.”

After he finished speaking, he chuckled lightly: "And I'm not worried at all, if the habit of pressing the points doesn't come back, then it's a mess."

Lin Ji wanted to say something but Ming Han temporarily stopped him, "Check your own."

Go back to the main interface again, enter another string of admission ticket numbers that you memorize by heart, press the next second of the query, and the page displays an error.

Switching to a mobile phone to search still didn't work. After Ming Han casually swiped Weibo, he discovered that 10 minutes after the topic of "College Entrance Examination Score" exploded, the hot search tag "query system crashed" was also on the list.

"……"Grass.

Fortunately, someone from the Wine and Meat Friends group stayed up all night to help with the investigation, and posted the screenshots in the group.

The scores in the score box are as good and stable as ever.

Name: Lin Ji

Language: 126

Math: 150

English: 144

Comprehensive: 291

Total score: 711

After seeing the score clearly, Ming Han stood up and leaned forward, closing the laptop on Lin Ji's lap with one hand, condescending, with deep black eyes.

"Don't you want a birthday surprise? This test paper is considered a gift from us to each other. It has been carefully prepared for a long time, and there is a good room for appreciation in the future."

After 20 days, Ming Han leaned into Lin Ji's ear and said a wish that he only accepted but hadn't given back that day.

"Senior, happy graduation."

The author has something to say: the next chapter will be updated tomorrow night.