On the playground, the students of class 5, Grade 8 stood there at will.
Are waiting for someone to put them in line.
"Eh? Where''s that guy Xu Rong? Why can''t you see her? "
"It''s strange. She usually comes to arrange our team in the morning. It''s almost time for class. Why hasn''t she appeared yet."
"Are relatives here? I''m sorry to come out in the toilet. "
"Hahaha, it''s possible, but we can''t blame her. After all, people are in three hurry. Maybe they fall in love with the food inside?"
Some people who usually don''t deal with Xu Rong laugh at each other.
Xu Rong may be nice to the top students in his class, but he doesn''t miss beating the middle and poor students.
Especially with the love of teachers, teachers are always the first to stand up once they say anything.
Even if they should be in charge, they should also be in charge of what they shouldn''t be. No matter where they are, the goods will come out first, so that most people think this class is a prison.
For example, in the current physical education class, the whole team should be the work of the sports committee, but Xu Rong had to step in and learn the identity of the Committee. It''s hard for others to say anything.
On weekdays, I pretend to be a good girl in front of teachers and parents, but in private, it''s another look, which makes most people in the class feel sick.
"Song Yang, go to the whole team, or it''s bad to see that we don''t have a team when the teacher comes."
As a monitor, Zhang Yuan also frowned at the moment, but he still said to Song Yang, a sports committee member.
Then arrange several female students to go to the bathroom.
Song Yang nodded and stood up, feeling cool in his heart.
That forced me to be absent one day?
Soon, the class bell rang.
The PE teacher is a middle-aged woman in sportswear with a white sun hat.
In the hot environment, Ling Yu felt familiar with everything around him.
"Huh? Where''s Xu Rong? Why didn''t she come today? " The PE teacher swept the crowd and found that there was no Xu Rong in the first row. He couldn''t help but be curious.
"I''m not sure. I didn''t see her in the toilet or in the classroom." Zhang Yuan replied.
"Was that last class?" Asked the PE teacher.
"Yes." Zhang Yuan nodded.
The PE teacher frowned slightly.
What''s the meaning of this? You were in my class last time. Did you play missing in my class?
Even if you are my favorite student in this class, you can''t skip class without asking for leave!
But dissatisfaction belongs to dissatisfaction, but we still have to go to class.
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"Today, let''s test the pull-up and standing long jump." The PE teacher stood in front of the horizontal bar with a form.
Many students looked at the horizontal bar in front of them and smiled bitterly.
I''ll go. Why is there a pull-up test?
Don''t you know that children have been overwhelmed by homework now?
There is no time to exercise.
"Well, it''s another unqualified day." The Korean beside Ling Yu looked helpless.
He is slightly fat. He lives on animation when he has leisure time. Where is he free to exercise?
This pull-up, he can do so three on top of the sky.
There is still a little gap from the five who passed.
"Song Yang, you first."
As a sports committee member, it is necessary to set an example.
And the human body has a thing called kidney hormone. As long as you see that others do it easily, you will greatly improve your own function.
This is also why the PE teacher let Song Yang, the best PE teacher in the class, come first.
"One, two... I''ll go, eight... 12, shit, cow."
The crowd looked at Song Yang''s exposed arms and was amazed.
Is it worthy of being a sports committee member? This strength is to kill them.
Finally, after finishing the 13th, Song Yang couldn''t hold on and let go with a red face.
"Well, 13, excellent." The PE teacher nodded with satisfaction and checked the form.
In the eyes of all the students, Song Yang sat aside and had a rest.
"OK, next, Qin Tao."
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After receiving several from the newspaper, only a few can achieve good results, and most of them still fail.
One by one, they were drawn on the form, so that the PE teacher couldn''t help shaking his head.
"Woo woo, I failed again."
Han Wen walked to Ling Yu with a sad face.
"How many?" Ling Yu asked.
The corners of Korean''s mouth pulled out and raised two fingers: "two."
Ling Yu''s face was flat: "tell the truth."
In Korean, some ''shy'' bent one of his fingers: "... One and a half."
Ling Yu smiled and patted Korean on the shoulder. Sample, don''t you have any results?
Still trying to hide it from me?
"Ling Yu."
"It''s my turn. Look at it. What''s a cow?" Ling Yu patted Korean on the shoulder and said.
"Cut." Korean disdained.
But his eyes still looked at the past.
Ling Yu, standing under the horizontal bar, was in a trance.
I haven''t touched this thing since I graduated from college.
Ling Yu couldn''t help touching it with one hand.
Unfortunately, it''s skinny that you can''t reach your height. Also, the horizontal bar selected by pull-up must have a certain height, and you can only touch it when you jump up.
"Lingyu, please use standard action." The PE teacher warned.
"No."
Ling Yu replied casually, jumped up and held it with one hand towards the horizontal bar.
The PE teacher and the students were a little confused.
Are you acting like that?
"Can''t play off." Korean worried.
The PE teacher looked at Ling Yu, who grabbed the horizontal bar with one hand. He didn''t say anything. He looked at it quietly.
Ling Yu, who held the horizontal bar with one hand, felt it and did it directly.
Yes, just pull up.
"Sleeping trough, isn''t it? Can you really sit up with one hand?!"
"When did Ling Yu become so awesome?"
"Play a pig and eat a tiger?"
"13, I drop a day, 13 with one hand!"
Students were surprised to see this scene.
Han Wen is stupid. Why doesn''t he know that his good friend used to hang like this?
Was it difficult to comfort me before, so I didn''t show my real strength?
Zhang Yuan''s beautiful eyes were surprised, and he was obviously shocked by Ling Yu''s pull-up with one hand.
Song Yang was even more incredulous.
MMP, I''m so tired. The highest number is 13. Are you so relaxed with one hand?
Ling Yu actually didn''t feel anything. After 49, he still didn''t blush and gasp.
Although his body looks like a junior high school student, his body that has been strengthened many times will not change because of his body size.
In other words, Ling Yu still has the power to blow up a planet with one punch.
With only one hand pull up, he can do it without sleep for more than ten days without gasping.
"Let''s finish 50. We can''t be too frightened."
With that, Ling Yu let go and jumped down after finishing the last one with one hand.
Easily shook his right hand.
When he turned his head, he found that all the students looked at him foolishly, their mouths slightly open, and they were obviously shocked.
"Teacher? Did I pass? " Ling Yu ignored people''s shocked eyes and said to the PE teacher.
"Ah, oh, yeah!"
After three consecutive reactions, she regained her consciousness, took a deep look at Ling Yu and checked the form.
Nima, with 50 pull ups in one hand, she is still out of breath. The athletes are not so awesome.
Seeing her tick behind her name, Ling Yu stopped paying attention, walked to Korean and sat down next to people''s shocked eyes.
"Brother Ling, when did you become so awesome? Do you practice secretly behind my brother''s back every night? "
Han Wen took his stunned chin and asked curiously.
"No, you''d better call me Ling Yu."
Ling Yu pondered for a moment and looked at Korean''s sparse hair. "First, do 100 push ups. Second, do 100 sit ups every day. You can''t do less than 100 squats every day. Run for one kilometer every day. Well, after a month like this... "
"Can I also pull up with one hand?" Korean said excitedly.
Ling Yu shook his head and said seriously, "no, after that, you will become bald."
Korean: "······"