I got pregnant after A became O in front of my rival

Chapter 112

The result of indulgence is that the bed sheets are wet, leaving the memory of a whole night of shame, marks all over the body, weakness in the hands and feet, and weakness in the whole body.

Jiang Zhihuo relied on his physical condition to act like a salted fish. He would lie on Yan Mu's lap, holding a tablet in his hand.

Yan Mu's voice came from behind his ear: "It's done."

Jiang Zhihuo concentrated on the battle situation: "Don't worry, wait until I finish the dungeon."

Yan Mu said again: "The group is posting results."

"How much?" Jiang Zhihuo asked casually.

Yan Mu: "Chang Luo 630, Zong Bei 619, Xie Qiu 620."

"Wow, not bad!" Jiang Zhihuo said, "What about the school belle?"

"She didn't post it." Yan Mu said, "Probably didn't find out."

Candidates from all over the province are checking their results, and the website has already been overcrowded. What can be found now is either the Internet is extremely fast, or the Chosen One. Jiang Zhihuo is not in a hurry, and Yan Mu didn't rush him.

And at this moment, Jiang Zhihuo's phone screen lit up.

He was playing games on the tablet, and the phone was thrown aside, Yan Mu first noticed the movement.

It was Li Muhe calling, but the phone was on silent, and Jiang Zhihuo, who was concentrating on the dungeon task, didn't hear it.

Yan Mu was silent, struggling for a long time between hanging up directly and pretending not to see it, and reminded: "Xiaozhou, call."

"Who?"

"..." Yan Mu, "Brother Li."

As soon as he heard that it was Li Muhe, Jiang Zhihuo immediately stuffed the tablet into Yan Mu's hand, asked him to help type the copy, and then turned over to answer the phone.

Yan Mu: "..."

The two of them got close, and Yan Mu heard Li Muhe's voice: "Xiao Huo, I heard that the results are out, have you checked?"

"Not yet, squeeze, check later." Jiang Zhihuo adjusted his sitting posture.

His voice sounded lazy when he was lying down, and he didn't want Brother Li to ask him what he did last night.

"Brother Li, how are you doing?"

While talking, Jiang Zhihuo quietly glanced at Yan Mu.

Every time I call Brother Li, I can't get rid of this guy. Either I am wronged or I pretend to be angry with indifference, and there are a lot of reasons for him to hang up the phone.

"Just finished a project, it's okay." Li Muhe said.

After not talking to Brother Li for a long time, Jiang Zhihuo planned to leave the room to talk.

As soon as her feet moved away a little, Yan Mu raised her hand to hold him down, hugged his armpits, and hugged him into her arms like lifting a child.Then he picked up the tablet naturally, and encircled Jiang Zhihuo with his arms around his waist, encircling him.

Yan Mu: "You continue to chat."

Jiang Zhihuo: "?"

Looks okay today?

Jiang Zhihuo treated Yan Mu as a human cushion, and chatted with Li Muhe for a few words. He didn't have much to say when he suddenly felt an itchy behind his ears.

Li Muhe asked, "What's wrong?"

"No……"

Before he could say the word "nothing" in the future, Jiang Zhihuo smelled a faint smell of rain and dew. Yan Mu put his hand on the back of his neck, helping him to make a copy, and rubbed his arm against the gland intentionally or unintentionally. This position brought them closer together, breathing inevitably flapping behind their ears.

"It's okay, Brother Li, there are mosquitoes." Jiang Zhihuo bit the last two words hard, turned his head and glared at Yan Mu, signaling him not to move.

Yan Mu pretended to be puzzled, and said with his mouth: I don't.

After speaking, he glanced down.

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

The estrus period has just passed, and the glands are extremely sensitive at this moment. After two or three movements, the feeling of last night is all aroused, and the breathing speeds up unconsciously.

Can't talk on the phone at all!

Jiang Zhihuo found a reason to hang up the phone, pinched Yan Mu, and said ferociously, "What are you doing!"

Yan Mu raised the tablet, the dungeon has been cleared, he said: "I'm concentrating on helping you make the dungeon."

Jiang Zhihuo: "Hand!"

"The posture is comfortable." Yan Mu pushed the pot, his eyes looked down, as if deliberately reminding, "You got up, Xiaozhou."

Jiang Zhihuo: "..."

Nothing to say, just do it directly.

He rubbed Yan Mu on the bed for a while, but Yan Mu didn't fight back, picked up the tablet and lost a series of exam admission numbers during the fight, and then the whole aura changed. Although he didn't have much expression, his whole body was like a flower: " Xiaozhou, congratulations."

"What?" Jiang Zhihuo still wanted to beat someone up.

Yan Mu turned the screen to Jiang Zhihuo, and his college entrance examination results were displayed on the official website.

Name: Jiang Zhihuo

Total score: 746

Provincial Rank: 1

The night of becoming the provincial champion is destined to be uneasy.

That night, Jiang Zhihuo received countless calls from the admissions offices of various colleges and universities. Jiang Zhihuo had a clear goal and wanted to go to University B with Brother Yan, but declined invitations from other colleges.

Then came Yun Xiaoxu, who just picked it up, and the receiver was noisy: "Damn it! Brother! I saw your name! Provincial number one! Damn it, it's really you! No one has the same name as you?! Too Be strong, brother! My teammates are stunned and I will tell you!"

Then there was Zongbei: "The champion of the province! How did you do it? I performed supernormally this time. You are all right. You are still a hundred points higher than me!"

Wen Da and Qu Xiao also found Jiang Zhihuo. When the phone call was made, there was a series of confusion: "Shin? Well, Jiang Zhihuo, the provincial champion, is it you? Why do I feel like dreaming? The young bartender in our bar, the champion Already?! I became the boss of the champion?! Hahahahaha!!"

Jiang Zhihuo was bombarded here for several days. One day, two reporters interviewed him, and he was on the news together with the liberal arts champion.The committee of the community where Yan Mu lived together came to the door, snapped a photo of them and posted it on the bulletin board of the community, and the next day the banner of the community was pulled up - congratulations to Jiang Zhihuo, a resident of the third unit of the community, who won the first place in the college entrance examination.

The banner was one big and the other red, and the three characters "Jiang Zhihuo" were hung on the gate of the community. He didn't dare to go out for three days.

The owner of the house heard that his family had rented a provincial champion, and another national competition first place was recommended to University B. He brought his daughter who was in junior high school to visit overnight. They shook hands and took a group photo to inhale European spirit, and they were exempted from the rent for the next three months.

Even the driving school called: "Are you a champion student? Do you plan to learn to drive during the summer vacation? This driving school waives all fees for the champion."

After being interviewed by another media, Jiang Zhihuo collapsed on the bed: "If I knew I would go to the competition, I only got [-] points in the test. Why is it so exaggerated?!"

Not only did Jiang Zhihuo explode himself, but when the media posted the photo of the champion on Weibo, the Internet also exploded. Jiang Zhihuo became a little popular that night, and it was trending for two hours.

#The most handsome college entrance examination champion#

[Fuck?Is this riding a horse the beauty that a champion can have? !Come on, little brother! 】

【Isn't he so handsome? !Handsome and good grades? !OMG? ! 】

[This handsome guy looks familiar, where did he seem to see it?Is it my dream? 】

[It's not a dream, sister!We have actually seen it!He has appeared in PickU! ! 】

Someone picked up the exterior scene of the PickU101 library, and Yun Xiaoxu's group got a math problem and couldn't do anything about it, so they had to ask for help from two passers-by with super good looks.

【Holding the grass is really him! !When I first watched the show, I thought it was awesome, but I didn't expect to get the first prize in the exam? ! 746?Who dares to think of this score? 】

【Which school does he plan to take? 】

【B big!I heard it was with the subject. 】

[? ? ? ? ?What?object?He has a date? ! 】

[Don't talk about sisters, how could you not be so handsome!I'm also from Lincheng. He and his partner have long been legends in our place. A top scorer in the college entrance examination, recommended to B University in a national competition, a fairy couple, I admire, I cry, I'm crushed! ! 】

The few days when the results were released were the busiest. Afterwards, everyone had to fill in the application form, and Jiang Zhihuo finally had a chance to be quiet for a few days.

After one week, you need to print the transcript and return to school.

I haven't seen my classmates for more than [-] days. We chatted in the classroom for a while, and then moved to the school auditorium.

The principal came to the stage to give a speech congratulating everyone on their good grades. The director of the year department gave simple volunteer guidance. It is necessary to choose a good city and choose a major. He also recommended future popular industries for students to refer to. Leaders stand on stage.

"Thank you for your three years of hard work."

"I hope that from now on, the mountains, rivers and seas will still have no hesitation."

In the sweltering auditorium, humming sounds echoed back and forth.

When Ding Jianhui entered the classroom, everyone was making noise, chatting with friends in twos and threes, and the boys in the back row gathered together.Ding Jianhui didn't bother them, and didn't make everyone quiet. He knew very well that after today, there would be very few opportunities to bring everyone together again.

He walked into the classroom alone, the podium was clean, there were no test papers, no chalk box and chalk dust, but a large box was abruptly placed, and a note was pasted on the top of the box: "Open it."

What are your thoughts?

Ding Jianhui smiled and opened the box.

Seeing the things inside, Ding Jianhui was stunned suddenly, his hand stopped in mid-air, it took a long time before he found consciousness, and moved stiffly.

A mess in the box.

The first class prepared a box full of gifts for Ding Jianhui.

A number plate pinned behind your back when running, a black pen for praying for exams, a large bundle of used refills, a book with the inside pages turned up at the corners, a stack of test papers, a bunch of earphones, a Class uniforms signed with everyone's name...

Large and small, a total of fifty gifts.

A post-it note was attached to each gift.

"I ran 800 meters in this year's sports meeting. It was terrible. I don't want to run again!"

"In the third year of high school, I suddenly wanted to try how many refills I could write. At first I thought that two or three boxes would be enough. Good guy, a big bundle!"

"I like to use the CG brand fountain pen the most, it's super easy to use! (The main reason is that the four words of Confucian Temple praying make me feel at ease)."

"This year's favorite book, I have read it back and forth many times. Every time I feel tired, I don't want to study anymore, and my life is hopeless, I will read it again."

"Headphones have accompanied me through the evening self-study for a whole year. I like to write test papers while listening to light music, which makes me feel at ease."

"..."

Ding Jianhui took out one by one and looked down one by one.

His hands trembled more and more, and it was clearly just a very light and small thing, but he couldn't hold it anymore.

At the bottom of the box is a photo.

A group photo taken during the sports meeting, everyone is wearing class uniforms crowded in the classroom, the shutter is pressed suddenly, some people have closed their eyes, some are looking at another person, and some have already posed.

They crowded in the aisle, the desks were pushed into a mess, stacked with test papers and textbooks, the windows were wide open, milky white clouds rubbed into the blue sky, and the sun was bright.

Behind the photo, there is a sentence.

"Teacher, we give you all three years of high school."

Ding Jianhui suddenly felt dry eyes and hot eye sockets. He raised his head, kept pursing the corners of his lips, and took several breaths.

He was so engrossed in watching that he didn't notice his surroundings at all. Only then did he realize that the classroom had gradually quieted down. The students who had been laughing and playing had returned to their seats. The desks were no longer messy and there were no textbooks. There are no test papers, small fans and charging treasures.

Everything seems like yesterday, but everything is empty again.

Only the overhead fan is still spinning vigorously.

Ding Jianhui looked at everyone, he was extremely restrained, but his eyes were still red.

He turned his back to calm his breath. After a while, he turned back and put his hands on the podium table as he did in class in the past: "Students, get out of class is over."

The school bell just rang in the corridor. It was long and crisp, mixed with the wet cicadas, spreading to every corner of the school.

That day, the sky was purple.

That day, the air was still stuffy, and they were wearing school uniforms.

That day, they tried their best and forged ahead, but they were able to lie comfortably on the table one evening, fantasizing about their future high school life, and it was over.