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"That's kind of like talking."

Fan Qiang, the physical education teacher, glanced back and forth at the more than 60 students on the playground, and it was not too much to say that the lingering anger was still there.

There are high and low positions within the system, and rich and poor outside the system. There is an ecology of superiors and subordinates in companies large and small. Of course, schools are no exception. In addition to the vertical division of functions such as teachers, directors, and principals and vice principals, horizontal divisions There is also a chain of contempt between disciplines.

Mathematics, English, Chinese, this is the first echelon, physics, chemistry, biology and land are the second echelon, history and politics are the third echelon, as for sports, music, art, etc., they are non-mainstream, and the status of teaching teachers is at the bottom space.

He was originally looked down upon by the school leaders during the subject competition, but now the students also look down on him, and he doesn't come to class, can he be happy?

"Let me tell you, next year, if you don't pass the physical examination, you don't have a diploma, and you still want to go to university? From now on, if anyone doesn't take physical education, I will fail him. Do you hear me?"

"heard it."

Especially the students in the sprint class, who were frightened by him, immediately cheered up and shouted: "I heard it."

"Okay, the squad leader leads the team, run around the playground for two laps first, and then move freely."

Following Fan Yong's order, the monitors of the two classes came out and led the students to run to the plastic track.

The students in the two classes here ran about 100 meters before Fang Yifan and Ji Yangyang came from the direction of the teaching building.

In normal times, it’s okay to not be active in physical education class. Today is different. Fan Yong is in a bad mood. Seeing the two of them arriving late, his expression becomes even more ugly: "Which class are you two in?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fang Yifan quickly offered a flattering smile: "Teacher Fan, you don't remember me? I, Fang Yifan, represented our school in a basketball match with Chen Jinglun and Heping Street No. 1 Middle School last year. You I was also given a certificate of merit.”

"Don't get close to me, which class is it?"

"Basic...basic class."

"He too?"

Fang Yifan glanced back: "Yes."

Fan Yong pointed to the plastic track and said, "Did you see that? They ran two laps, and you ran three laps."

Two laps of 800 meters, three laps is 1,200 meters.

Fang Yifan looked puzzled: "Teacher..."

Fan Yong said with a straight face: "Run four more laps."

Four laps is 1600, even if you can't run to death, you will be exhausted and panting.

"No, no, no, three laps, right? I'll run, I'll run." Fang Yifan threw the basketball to the ground, and ran to the playground without saying a word.

Ji Yangyang and Fan Yong looked at each other for five seconds, curled their lips, lifted the zipper of the school uniform, and trotted into the arena.

After tossing the students of these two classes, Fan Yong's resentment disappeared a lot. He was about to pick up the thermos cup to drink two sips of water to moisten his throat. Suddenly, he saw another person walking into the playground. He lowered the cup, Squint your eyes and look carefully.

Hey, isn't this the head of Lin Ci'er who made Li Meng so angry that he didn't smile for two weeks?

Most of the physical education class in the third year of senior high school is in the classroom. In fact, it is self-study. Students are rarely dragged to the playground, because the activities are too intense, and if they are too tired, it may affect the quality of learning in the next class. As the season changed recently, many students asked for leave due to colds , Vice-Principal Xu informed all classes to go to the playground for classes, thinking that running and jumping can improve the body's resistance.

So Fan Yong only saw Lin Yue's photos, heard about his deeds, and it was the first time for him to teach him a class.

"You... run four laps on the playground."

"Why?"

"Did you see those two people? You came later than them. They ran three laps. Is there any problem with you running four laps?"

"Yes." Lin Yue said, "What is your purpose for making me run so many laps?"

This question stopped Fan Yong, and he yelled in his heart, he was really different from those students.

"Run five more laps."

"I don't plan to run four laps. Do you think I will run five laps? Fan Yong, do you think that the school leaders have no men, and you are the only one who is passionate and dare to meddle in my affairs?"

Not to mention, Fan Yong really has this kind of thought. Look at those teachers of the main subject. When it’s hot, they stay in the air-conditioned room. It's the thing that soaks wolfberries in a thermos, or it's a sissy guy like Pan Shuai. Most of the physical education teachers are graduated from sports schools, but some physical education teachers let the boys move freely as soon as they arrive on the playground. , Girls are asked to practice sit-ups or squats, and pretend to be beside them to guide, and only he... is very real, very upright, and has a tough body.

"What's your attitude? You will be punished for being late."

Lin Yue said, "Could it be that physical education teachers like to think with their cerebellums? The Ministry of Education has banned corporal punishment of students many years ago. Why are you going against the big policy?"

This guy is really sharp-tongued, eloquent, and capable of overpowering his superiors.

"It's for your own good to let you run. It depends on each of you, how poor your physical fitness is."

"Oh, then I have to thank you?" Lin Yue said with a chuckle: "I'll do it for you too. Go to the playground and run 100 laps in one breath. If you survive in the end, I will give you an Olympic champion." How about the honor of being a teacher? This is much more than improving your physical fitness."

Fan Yong thought he heard it wrong, ran 100 laps on the playground? What concept? 40 kilometers, how about running a marathon? Not to mention people who are running for four now, even when they were in sports school, it would be difficult for him to run down in one breath, this thing can really kill people.

The key is the information revealed in the second half of the sentence, what does he mean? Just him? This skinny look can win the Olympic champion?

"Are you kidding me? Olympic champion? Why don't you say..."

In the middle of the speech, the rest of the content was gone, because the high school student he described as skinny rushed over and grabbed him by the collar with lightning speed.

Before he could make a decent resistance, he felt his feet lighten and he was lifted up.

The point is that the other party used one hand, or the left hand.

how tall is he He is 1.85 meters tall, and his weight has grown to 85 kilograms in the past few years, but because he pays attention to exercise, he doesn't look fat. Now he is picked up by a 19-year-old senior high school student with one hand, which is simply unimaginable.

"You don't understand, do you? There are so many things you don't understand."

As soon as Lin Yue let go, Fan Yong fell to the ground, his body wobbled, almost falling over.

This guy has great hands!

Fan bravely laughed that the teachers in the school are not men. This confidence is guaranteed by his strength. However, it is impossible for him to lift a 170-jin weight with one hand even with all his strength. As far as he knows, weightlifting A world champion of the event can lift a 100-kilogram barbell with one hand, while the young man on the opposite side... weighs 140? Enough, so where did this explosive power come from?

What the two said at the entrance of the playground, the students in the basic class and the sprint class didn't know, because they didn't see the scene of Lin Yue picking up Fan Yong because of their positions. Fang Yifan and Ji Yangyang ran half a lap. Yue had left Fan Yong and walked to the bench to sit down and play with his mobile phone.

"What's going on? Why can he play with his mobile phone when we have to make a penalty run?"

Originally, Fang Yifan wanted to show his face in front of the goddess, and dropped Ji Yangyang by about 20 meters, but when he saw what happened at the basketball court at the entrance of the playground, his desire to win suddenly disappeared, and he deliberately slowed down and waited for his rival.

"..."

Ji Yangyang was also very unwilling, but he would not complain loudly like Fang Yifan.

"Ji Yangyang, how do you think about the suggestion I gave you a few days ago?"

"..."

any suggestion? Let's join forces to fight against the prickly head.

It's been two months, but Ji Yangyang just won't let go. In fact, it is also understandable. After all, the karting incident has caused him a big loss. It must be difficult to swallow this breath just to turn hostility into friendship.

"Ji Yangyang, you should say something." Fang Yifan said, "Then I won't fight with you anymore, okay?"

What he said, it seemed that he quit voluntarily, and no one took him seriously after being a dog licker for more than a year.

Ji Yangyang was even more speechless.

Fang Yifan still didn't give up: "I just thought of a good guy who can kill his arrogance, but this needs your help, do you dare to do it? Say something."

"What idea?"

Fang Yifan was taken aback, he thought Ji Yangyang would continue to be silent, but he didn't expect another village to emerge.

How did he know, because of the sentence "Don't fight for Taozi" just now, Ji Yangyang remembered the conversation outside the gazebo more than half a month ago, Huang Zhitao's abnormal behavior these days, the laments of his parents, and what happened in the karting field, which made this cool boy since he was a child. The resentment in the elder brother's heart suddenly escalated.

Now that Fang Yifan asked this question, the answer to the question is... There is no "dare not" in Ji Yangyang's dictionary, only "disdain".