Mid-September was when the mathematics league competitions began. Zhi Ying became a little flustered by the nervous Qin Li, so to calm down, she went to the bookstore to purchase a book containing sample questions. She did it the day before the competition.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhi Ying sent a text message to Qin Li: [I think I bought a pirated competition questions book.]
After a long while, there was finally a message back: [What's wrong?]
Looking at the competition questions that have been turned to the end, Zhi Ying sighed, bowed her head, and turned back: [It's too simple, how could the competition questions be so easy? The bookstore must be selling fake books.]
Jiang Wei sitting at his desk, opened the text message, and couldn't help laughing.
[It's just sample questions from the league, of course it's not difficult for you. May I help you find some questions from previous national training teams?]
Zhi Ying frowned and pondered: [Where do you go to find it?] She couldn't find much on the Internet, and when she did there were only bits and pieces. Where did Qin Li go to find the questions?
[My former tutor is a graduate student of K University, he can find some.]
When did Qin Li have a tutor? Zhi Ying was puzzled, her eyes subconsciously landed on the name in the upper left corner.
The name "Jiang Wei" came into view impressively.
"..." Zhi Ying froze at the table, dumbfounded.
She scrolled up to the conversation between the two and found that she hadn't mentioned his name from the beginning to the end, so it made sense that Jiang Wei misunderstood and thought that she was actually talking to him, but it was just Zhi Ying who clicked the wrong chat.
[My tutor majored in mathematics, so it won't be too much trouble to get these questions.]
Seeing that Zhi Ying didn't reply for a long time, Jiang Wei thought about his words and sent another message.
What was done could not be undone, Zhi Ying could only agree: [Okay, thank you :-)]
At midnight, Jiang Wei sent a text message to his tutor who was far away in the capital. He asked him to prepare some questions from the national mathematics training team and send them to his phone tomorrow.
The tutor sent several messages in succession:
[?]
[!]
[Oh, you're still in high school, right? I will look for it later.]
Jiang Wei glanced at his phone before going to rest.
At six o'clock the next morning, Zhi Ying received the document from Jiang Wei. She was busy washing up, then she ate a pastry for breakfast and quickly pedaled her bicycle to school.
After sitting down, she was busy reading again. When Jiang Wei came to class, Zhi Ying didn't even take out her phone.
"Have you received the document?" Jiang Wei finally took the initiative to ask.
Zhi Ying looked up at Jiang Wei in confusion.
"…You." Jiang Wei pointed to Zhi Ying's right cheek, hesitant to speak.
It wasn't until Jiang Wei pointed it out for the third time that Zhi Ying realized it, and raised her hand to wipe her face.
She had recently become obsessed with writing with a fountain pen. Though of course not for the sake of making the words look good. Zhi Ying learned it from Qin Li; buying a pen was more expensive, and they couldn't afford it. A fifty-yuan bottle of ink could be used for a long time, the only setback was that there was a smell.
Zhi Ying took a fountain pen from home and just changed the ink in the morning, and at some point, a drop of ink splashed onto her face.
One side of her face immediately became stained dark after she wiped her face.
"Don't move." Jiang Wei gently pinched Zhi Ying's chin, took out a handkerchief, and wiped her face clean little by little.
Zhi Ying raised her face obediently and let Jiang Wei wipe it clean for her.
The two faced each other, even if their breathing was shallow, they could feel each other.
Zhi Ying's eyelashes trembled, leaving a feather-like feeling in Jiang Wei's heart, and his strength became more and more gentle.
Zhao Qian in the row in front of them wanted to ask Zhi Ying a few questions. However, when he turned around and saw this scene, he turned back calmly and put the question on the table.
Why can he smell the scent of dog food head-on?
Zhao Qian straightened his back and looked straight ahead, but his gaze was empty.
It wasn't that Zhao Qian didn't see the ink on Zhi Ying's face just now, he just felt that the atmosphere between these two people was different.
Zhi Ying was actually quite indifferent to people, if others didn't talk to her, she would keep silent. Up till now, there were only the three of them who had frequent contact with Zhi Ying, plus Qin Li who discussed mathematics every day.
They were considered to be very close to Zhi Ying, but Zhi Ying and Jiang Wei... There was always a different feeling between them.
Also, the fact that Jiang Wei was strange and indifferent most of the time didn't help.
"Okay." Jiang Wei gently stroked Zhi Ying's flushed cheeks with his fingertips and put the half-dyed handkerchief into his pocket without any trace.
"Thank you." Half of Zhi Ying's face turned red from the wiping, her skin was thin and delicate. It would turn red easily just from a touch.
A little uncomfortable, Zhi Ying let go of the pen in her hand and wanted to touch it, but Jiang Wei grabbed it.
The eyes of the two fell on the intertwined hands, Zhi Ying blinked and said, "Do you want to wash your hands?"
Who knows how Zhi Ying filled the ink cartridge just now, not only was a large drop of ink splashed on her face, but the pen she was holding was also stained black. She had been writing for a long time and didn't even notice.
Seeing her black hand, Jiang Wei held it without hesitation, but now his hand was also covered in ink.
"Mhm." Jiang Wei took out another piece of napkin and handed it to Zhi Ying, motioning her to wipe the pen.
The two walked out of the classroom one after the other, Zhao Qian's eyes fell on them, looked towards Han Jiaojiao, and whispered, "Jiaojiao, do you think Zhi Ying and Jiang Wei are weird?"
Han Jiaojiao frowned and rubbed the ear Zhao Qian exhaled his breath on, "How can they not be weird?"
One was first, and the other was second, but everyone agreed that Zhi Ying was stronger, only held back by the composition part of exams.
Zhi Ying was not happy about being suppressed, but Jiang Wei... Han Jiaojiao felt that if she was first place, she would not be very friendly with Zhi Ying.
"No, I think the two of them... are a bit weird." Seeing Han Jiaojiao's movements, Zhao Qian carefully moved back to make her feel less uncomfortable.
"What are you talking about, you're the weird one." Originally, Han Jiaojiao was so annoyed to death by the questions, but now she even had to listen to Zhao Qian talk mysteriously.
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After washing her hands, Zhi Ying casually wiped the water stains on her school uniform. Jiang Wei, who was next to her, saw it and rubbed between his brows helplessly.
He didn't think girls had to be delicate, but Zhi Ying was too casual, which made him... worried that she couldn't take care of herself at all.
"So much?" Zhi Ying wiped her hands, took out her phone from her pocket, opened the file and asked in surprise.
Jiang Wei nodded: "It's all real questions from previous years, sorted out."
"Can I lend it to Qin Li?" Zhi Ying participated in the competition, not for extra points, but simply to experience mathematical questions. On the other hand, Qin Li was under a lot of pressure, so she wanted to show the real questions to him.
The smile on Jiang Wei's lips faded immediately, and the emotions in his eyes almost poured out. Finally, he pretended not to care, and replied lightly, "It's sent to you, and you can do whatever you want with it."
Zhi Ying, for once, reacted quickly, "Are you unhappy?"