My daughter is so annoying

After Zhang Chao said that, Fang Ming could only reply: "Then let me think about it, you should count them first."

"Okay, you must give it to me today, I have to hand it in after school."

"Ah."

Zhang Chao took the note and started to write it down. After 15 minutes, Zhang Chao asked, "Fang Ming, I'm missing you. Now I'm running a long-distance race and there are few people. Do you want to report one?"

"it is good."

"There is still one project short, which one do you apply for?"

Fang Ming pointed to the blackboard and asked, "How many games are there for basketball?"

"Because our sports meeting only lasts for two days, the basketball event is basically an exhibition game, with the senior group playing against the senior group, and then the senior group competing with the teacher's group."

Hearing that only one game of basketball is needed, Fang Ming immediately said, "Then report it."

Zhang Chao smiled, and after writing it down on paper, he got up and went to the teacher's office.

Chapter 4 Zero Two, It Has Nothing To Do With You

The entry list for the sports meeting appeared in Zhang Xiao's hands two days later.

The first thing he did after he got the list was to check what events Fang Ming had applied for. When he saw that Fang Ming had applied for the two events of the 5000-meter long-distance race and the basketball exhibition competition, he was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed from ear to ear.

In the 5000-meter long-distance race, Zhang Xiao's best time is 17 minutes and 27 seconds, which is just in the standard of the national third-level athletes, which is considered a super-class level in high school.

And basketball happened to be Zhang Xiao's specialty.

The two events reported by Fang Ming are also the two events that Zhang Xiao wants Fang Ming to report the most. After he heard the news, he wished that the sports meeting would start now, and then he would torture Fang Ming on the field, so that Fang Ming could play in the game. Make a fool of yourself in front of everyone!

Seeing Zhang Xiao so happy, his two buddies Huang Xiandong and Guo Jiahao also came over.

"Brother Xiao, what's the matter, so happy?"

Zhang Xiao said with a smile: "That stunned young man signed up for the 5000 long-distance race and the basketball exhibition game."

"5000 meters? Haha, that's really a stupefaction."

"I heard from their squad leader that no one in their class applied for this event, and it happened that the stunned young man was the last person, so their squad leader took it upon himself to report him for the 5000 long-distance race."

"It's going to be fun now. The sports meeting will start on Thursday, and we'll wait and see the show."

An arrogant expression appeared on Zhang Xiao's face, he sneered and said, "Let's see."

Fang Ming was completely unaware of all this. For him, anyway, he went out for a run every day when he was at home, basically running about five or six kilometers.

When he and his two sisters had been going out for a run before, after running a few kilometers, they had to carry Fang Qing home.

As for basketball.

That is one of Fang Ming's favorite sports. He often played basketball with Guo Huan when he was in junior high school. Before, he could only shoot and layup because he was not tall enough. Can touch the basket very easily, so naturally there is no need to say much about basketball skills.

What's more, Guo Huan also signed up for the basketball event. When the two of them play together, they might be able to sweat and relax.

Fang Ming didn't take the matter of the sports meeting to heart.

Wednesday.

The last self-study class was when Fang Ming went to each class to count the number of people. Yang Xunbing arranged for him a companion, who was also a freshman. Fang Ming entrusted him with the task of counting the number of people, and he was only responsible for recording.

There are nine classes in high school. Except for the rocket class, the average number of people in other classes is about 45, but the seats are all horizontal and vertical, so the counting is also very fast.

Fang Ming finished taking note of the number of students in Class Nine, and followed his companions to the gate of the Rocket Class in the second year of high school.

The two appeared at the door of the classroom, attracting a lot of attention, but Fang Ming was obviously used to it, he just stood there, looking outside with a calm expression.

Yang Xueqing, who was sitting in the center of the second row of the classroom, saw Fang Ming coming, and raised a seductive arc at the corner of her mouth, but this expression was fleeting. She glanced at her test paper and found that it was almost done. He got up and walked to the door of the classroom.

Yang Xueqing stood in front of Fang Ming and stretched out her hand.

Fang Ming looked down at her little palm, it was so white and tender that the lines on the palm could not be seen clearly, just like a baby's palm.

Yang Xueqing was a little embarrassed by the look, and then ordered: "Show me the number of people counted."

Fang Ming handed her the notebook in his hand.

Yang Xueqing said to Fang Ming's companions: "There is no need to count our class. I am the class monitor and everyone is here."

The man immediately snorted, seeing that Yang Xueqing didn't seem to let it go, and remembering the rumors he heard two days ago, the man smiled wittily and said: "President, I still have homework to do, look next class can you

Yang Xueqing smiled inwardly, but waved her hands seriously and said, "You go, leave the rest to me."

The man ran away immediately.

When Fang Ming heard this sentence, he also turned around and wanted to leave.

Yang Xueqing was dumbfounded, and couldn't help asking loudly, "Where are you going?"

Fang Ming turned his head and said in a dazed expression, "Didn't you say to leave the rest to you?"

Yang Xueqing seemed to be very angry, her chest heaved and heaved, she stepped forward with the last two steps, and said arrogantly and arrogantly: "I asked him to go back, not you!"

"But I still have homework to finish."

"No! You follow me!"

In this way, Fang Ming was brought by Yang Xueqing to the gate of Class [-], Senior Two. When Fang Ming and Yang Xueqing appeared together, most of the students in Class [-], Senior Second looked straight at him.

Fang Ming is wearing black slacks today, with the white embroidered shirt that his two sisters helped him pick out last time, giving him the impression of a cold senior.

And Yang Xueqing was also wearing black slim-fit pants, a shirt on the upper body, and a knitted sweater on the outside. Her black hair was tied in a shoulder-length braid, and the hair on both sides of her forehead was pulled behind her ears. This is the ideal of countless boys. The school belle in the middle.

When two people stand together, the idiom "golden boy and jade girl" is the most appropriate description.

Yang Xueqing muttered: "Why are you standing there, counting."

Fang Ming sighed, looked into the classroom, and said after a few seconds, "46 people."

"So fast? Did you report it randomly?"

"You're stupid." Fang Ming said angrily, "A row of five seats, a total of nine rows, plus one extra person at the back, how many people are not 46?"

Yang Xueqing looked along the line of sight, and after realizing that Fang Ming had calculated correctly, she snorted softly and walked to the next classroom.

Fang Ming slowly followed behind her.

"Hurry up!"