Turning Into Ex-Boyfriend Chapter 10

Ethan Ying hugged Ryan Jing tightly, looked down at the small whorl of hair on his head, his eyes full of smiles: "It's only been a short time since we last met, and you can't help it, tsk tsk."

Ryan Jing was running and panting: "I didn't mean to do that, I just didn't see it clearly." He reached out to push Ethan Ying away.

However, he had just run very fast and his whole body was so weak that he had no strength at all. After pushing twice, Ethan Ying still stood there motionless.

"Oh---" Ethan Ying dragged out the sound, saying meaningfully: "You confessed to me every day, followed me, fought for me, and there were so many people on the playground, but you just threw yourself into my arms. But I know you didn't mean it, it was just a coincidence."

Ryan Jing's cheeks felt slightly hot when he heard what he said, and he tried to explain: "I'm sorry, don't misunderstand me, I really didn't."

He paused for a moment, afraid that Jason Li would get anxious if he waited too long, and pushed Ethan Ying again: "Let go first, I'll apologize to you when I get back. Jason Li is still waiting for me in the cafeteria."

The more anxious he became, the more Ethan Ying refused to let go. He even went further and put his arms around his waist, pulling him directly into his arms.

"Did I hug you first?" Ethan Ying looked at him struggling in his arms. For some reason, he just wanted to bully him: "Can you please stop me, little classmate? You took advantage of me and you're the first to complain."

The weather was hot and it was noon. The two hot-blooded boys hugged each other and pulled each other for so long that Ryan Jing soon broke out in a sweat.

The heat and the fact that he couldn't convince Ethan Ying made Ryan Jing angry. He took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and tried to persuade Ethan Ying: "I really want to go eat, can you let me go?"

"Say something nice and I'll let you go." Ethan Ying's vicious voice came from above his head.

Ryan Jing lowered his eyelids, already on the verge of exploding: "Let go."

"No one is stopping you." Ethan Ying said lazily, "How can I let you go if you don't say anything?"

Ryan Jing pursed his lips, suddenly reached out and grabbed the fabric on Ethan Ying's back. Before he could react, he pushed his knee up hard--- "Fcuk." Ethan Ying gasped in pain and his face changed.

He Ben Zhengt his body slightly, looked at Ryan Jing with a gloomy face: "You..."

Ryan Jing had tolerated him for a long time. He looked at Ethan Ying coldly and said indifferently: "What's wrong with me?"

He knew that he had thoroughly offended Ethan Ying today, so he planned to go to the store to buy a pencil sharpener after dinner. If Ethan Ying came to beat him, he would bleed in front of him.

Ryan Jing straightened his messy school uniform, his slightly narrow eyes full of provocation.

He pursed his lips slightly, and his stubborn look was unexpectedly cute.

Ethan Ying cursed in his heart, and that bit of anger instantly disappeared.

"You..." He tried his best to ignore the pain in his body and looked at Ryan Jing.

Ryan Jing raised his eyes to look at him.

Ethan Ying chuckled: "You found it so accurately, did you stare at it for a long time?"

Ryan Jing's face suddenly turned red.

He glared at Ethan Ying fiercely and cursed, "You're sick!" Then he turned around and ran away.

Ethan Ying curled her lips, recalling his shy and angry expression just now, and felt that the pain was relieved a lot.

Ethan Ying was well-known in the provincial experimental school, and the playground was full of people. He and Ryan Jing were arguing with each other, which attracted a lot of attention. Ethan Ying watched Ryan Jing run away, and glanced around expressionlessly, and his gaze disappeared in an instant.

He carried the thermos onto the path, and when he reached a deserted place, he finally couldn't help but hissed.

Damn, it hurts so much, this little pervert is so cruel.

"Why are you so late?" As Ryan Jing entered the cafeteria, he ran into Jason Li at the door.

He dragged Ryan Jing to the dining area: "I got you some food, fried mushrooms and mapo tofu, and four ounces of rice, okay?"

"Okay, they are all my favorites." Ryan Jing thanked Jason Li and sat down at the table: "How much? I'll give it to you."

"No, no," Jason Li waved his hand, not taking the six dollars seriously: "You can buy it for me next time."

"Okay then." Ryan Jing wrote it down carefully and promised meticulously: "I will continue to bring you breakfast tomorrow."

Jason Li was amused by him and felt that Ryan Jing's personality was really getting better and better. He grinned and said, "Then I'll leave my breakfast to you from now on."

Ryan Jing nodded: "Leave it to me."

The two smiled at each other and lowered their heads to eat.

The lunch break of the provincial laboratory was one hour, and Ryan Jing only spent 20 minutes eating. The classroom was noisy and he couldn't sleep, so he simply took out the math book "Five Three" and continued to practice questions.

His hard-working appearance was simply unbelievable in the eyes of the students in Class 7.

Alex He nudged Dylan Peng with his elbow, pointed at Ryan Jing, and whispered, "Old Peng, you said he has been doing the questions like crazy since yesterday. I just don't understand, does he really know how to do it or is he just writing nonsense?"

Dylan Peng glanced at Ryan Jing's back expressionlessly, and concluded without thinking: "Writing nonsense."

"But..." Alex He was tangled: "I think what he wrote is very logical..."

He stood up: "No... I'm so curious, I'm going to try him."

Ethan Ying frowned and was about to kick him back, but then he thought of something and retracted his foot, his eyes following Alex He.

"Ryan Jing," Alex He walked up to Ryan Jing with a workbook and flipped to a page at random: "Can you tell me a question?"

"Which question?" Ryan Jing has always been serious about studying. He put down the pen in his hand, glanced at the question Alex He pointed to, and almost instantly had an idea.

Jason Li was not in his seat, Ryan Jing made way for him, motioned Alex He to sit in his seat, picked up the draft paper and began to explain to him: "This question is actually very simple, just remember the formula..."

He quickly wrote down several function formulas on paper, pointed them out to Alex He one by one, and wrote down the calculation steps in detail: "So c is the correct answer, do you understand?"

From the moment he opened his mouth, Alex He was stunned.

He was so surprised that he didn't hear what Ryan Jing said at all.

Ryan Jing can actually do it! Isn't he a poor student like me? ! Why can a poor student do such a seemingly advanced question? !

"Didn't you understand?" Ryan Jing changed to a blank draft paper and said patiently: "It's okay, I'll tell you again."

Ryan Jing's thoughts were very clear and detailed, and he listed all the knowledge involved in this question one by one. After explaining it three times in a row, Alex He actually understood it.

He held the exercise book in his hand and returned to his seat in a daze, his eyes wide open and his soul absent-minded.

"So what? Can he really do it?" The classroom was noisy and Ryan Jing's voice was not loud. Even though Ben Zheng pricked up his ears, he couldn't hear clearly what the two people said.

He poked Alex He: "Speak! What's wrong with you?"

Alex He turned his neck with a click, his eyes blurred: "Odds change, evens don't change, the sign depends on the quadrant."

Ben Zheng: ...

Ben Zheng looked at him in horror, pinched his shoulders and shook him violently: "Lao He! Lao He! What's wrong with you?! Wake up!!"

"Stop shaking, stop shaking." Alex He slapped his hand away, wiped his face, and looked complicated: "You don't know, just now..." He pointed at Ryan Jing and whispered: "He just glanced and knew the answer, just one glance, Lao Zheng! Do you understand how I feel?"

"F-Fcuk!" Ben Zheng couldn't help but swear: "He really can?"

"Not only that," Alex He's eyes were vicissitudes, revealing a taste of doubt about life: "Do you know, Lao Zheng? When he looked at the question and raised his head to look at me, I always felt that he was telling me with his mind: Such a simple question, there are still people who can't do it."

Ben Zheng still felt that this was not real: "Maybe it was just a coincidence?"

He dug out a workbook from the doghouse-like hole in the table and found a parabola problem that looked very difficult. He couldn't help but said, "I'll go ask too."

Without waiting for Alex He to stop him, he quickly ran to Ryan Jing's seat and asked, "Ryan Jing, do you know how to answer this question?"

Ryan Jing had just arrived and had no idea that Ben Zheng was someone who didn't even know how many math textbooks there were. He took the exercise book and said seriously, "Let me take a look first."

This question was much more complicated than the one Alex He had asked before. For most high school students, it was a difficult hurdle to overcome. But for Ryan Jing, it was a piece of cake.

He calculated on a piece of scratch paper and immediately figured out the solution and the answer. He raised his eyes and motioned Ben Zheng to look over: "This problem looks complicated, but it's not difficult if you find the right method."

He quickly drew a parabola and marked the coordinates: "Let's look at the first question first. Find the coordinates of pn. Let's first find the information given in the question..."

As he spoke, he wrote down the steps on a piece of paper and soon figured out the answer.

Alex He's questions were simple, and he attended classes a bit, so he could understand them. But Ben Zheng was different. Not to mention understanding, he couldn't even read the questions.

He numbly watched Ryan Jing work out the answers to the three small questions in one breath. Without waiting for Ryan Jing to ask him if he understood, he snatched the draft paper, flipped to the back of the exercise book, and checked them one by one.

All correct, no difference from the standard answer.

He dragged his legs and returned to his seat in a daze.

"He can do it, right? I said he can do it, right?" Alex He seemed to have discovered a new world and kept pushing Ben Zheng: "Did you do it right?"

Ben Zheng nodded blankly: "All right. And I didn't think about it for long! Didn't Lao Liu always say that the monitor who always gets first place in our class couldn't answer the big questions at the end?"

"Oh my god!" Alex He covered his chest and widened his eyes: "You mean... Ryan Jing is better at studying than the class monitor?!"

This was so amazing that Dylan Peng, who usually keeps quiet, couldn't help but join in the conversation: "This shouldn't be the case. When did he become so amazing?"

Alex He was shocked: "Could it be that he was..."

Ethan Ying kicked Alex He's stool and sneered, "What nonsense are you talking about? Doesn't he always hand in blank papers in exams?"

Ben Zheng nodded: "That's right, but I always feel like something is wrong with him these past few days..."

"What's wrong?" Ethan Ying lowered his eyes and said in a very natural way: "I heard from Lao Liu that his parents remarried and had children..."

He scoffed: "It's not surprising that they do something stupid to attract their parents' attention."

His words immediately diverted several people's thoughts.

Alex He slammed the table: "Yes, yes, yes! That's right! No wonder!"

He suddenly realized: "No wonder he always hands in blank papers in exams. No matter what Lao Liu says, he won't change. It seems that he is a king just pretending to be a bronze."

Ben Zheng didn't have a very good relationship with his parents, and he was suddenly inspired when he heard this: "I heard that his high school entrance exam results were very bad, so his dad spent a lot of money to send him to the provincial experimental school. Hahahaha, if his dad knew that he was pretending to be a bad student, wouldn't he be mad to death?!"

"So much money is wasted! Emma,   it's a pity that I don't have that ability, otherwise I would do the same! A top student is a top student, he can even think of such a dirty trick!"

Dylan Peng shook his head: "Yes, it's mean, but it's too childish."

"Isn't he no longer pretending?" Alex He temporarily acted as Ryan Jing's spokesperson: "To be honest, I think it's quite exciting."

The three of them gathered together and chattered, and there was actually a bit of admiration for Ryan Jing on their faces.

Seeing that they were no longer thinking about anything else, Ethan Ying stopped participating in the conversation and lay down to catch up on his sleep.