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On the rostrum of the playground, a physical education teacher was directing the formation with a trumpet. Lin Xiaoxian took advantage of the chaos to run here, and immediately attracted a group of little fans and little fans from the first class of the third grade to welcome him.

Two of them were players from the last King's Glory match.

However, not everyone is convinced by Lin Xiaoxian's game skills.

Like someone who doesn't play games, that little fan girl who looks naughty at first glance, admires Lin Xiaoxian purely because of his good looks.

"What about the little book?"

"Little Book—your brother is here—"

Lin Xiaoshu's school uniform was a bit bigger at the beginning, so when she came over, she was like a doll.

"Brother~ what are you doing here?"

"Don't do anything, just look at you by the way."

"whee..."

Lin Xiaoshu must have liked her brother to come to see her, like him touching his head affectionately, like him helping him tidy up his collar, and like him pulling him gently and asking for warmth.

"Look, your sleeves are full of pencil dust. Wipe them off with water later...I've assembled, let's go first."

"Well, let's go."

As soon as Lin Xiaoxian walked on the front foot, he turned back on the back foot and saw two sneaky heads piercing through the crowd in the distance, two suspicious eyes trying to lock his position.

99 pot, bowl

The playground of Rongcheng No. [-] Middle School is noisy. There are some grade leaders on the rostrum. They are chatting happily and standing with their hands behind their hands.

Occasionally, if you are willing to unscrew the lid and take a sip of wolfberry water, it can be regarded as a "high hand".

After all, the tasks of the leaders are inspection and supervision, and they are willing to limit themselves to inspection and supervision.

There was only one physical education teacher standing on the stage, sweating profusely, holding a trumpet, shouting at the top of his lungs:

"That class, that class! I haven't found a place yet!"

"Teacher Sun! Where are the students in your class?"

"Everyone in the junior high school stands at attention! Turn left! Take five steps!"

"The first year of high school, the first year of high school, all follow to the left!"

"Hey! Fatty over there, where do you want to run?!"

......

In general, the high school students are still very obedient.

The junior high school is full of little bandits, just readjusting the positions of each class, screaming, making noise, fighting and dancing like an autumn outing.

I don't know how long the radio gymnastics, which could have been done in 10 minutes, will take.

You can hear many high school students complaining that these little guys take up precious time between classes.

"Hey!"

"!!!"

Lin Xiaoxian suddenly appeared behind the two sneaky girls, Su Yuan and Gu Xiaoyan were startled at the same time.

"Lin Xiaoxian, you are so annoying!"

"My hands are sweating..."

Don't do bad things and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, Lin Xiaoxian stared at the two for a while, Su Yuan and Gu Xiaoyan began to twitch.

Lin Xiaoxian put his hands in his pockets with a smile:

"Are you following me?"

"correct."

"What about the purpose?"

"Looking at your beauty, I want to eat you while you are not paying attention~"

Gu Xiaoyan is a little goblin, she's cheerful when she asks and answers, and she's not ashamed at all, but Su Yuan can't.

"Lin Xiaoxian, don't listen to her nonsense, I didn't..."

"You didn't go with Gu Xiaoyan?"

"It's a gang, but no...without that you..."

Perverts are the last ones, Lin Xiaoxian is a pervert, Gu Xiaoyan has a little bit, but Su Yuan is not.

Su Yuan denied that he was in the same boat as Gu Xiaoyan, but actually Lin Xiaoxian stared at him uncomfortably, and he held Gu Xiaoyan's arm even tighter.

"Yuanyuan, you don't have to feel guilty, Lin Xiaoxian, we're just here to help you, so be careful not to think about what's in the pot while you're eating!"

Wrong wrong.

Su Yuan patted Gu Xiaoyan and reminded quietly in her ear:

"Xiaoyan, you're wrong, you're messing with flowers..."

"One meaning."

How can it be a meaning.

What's in the pot and the bowl... The representative of the Chinese class is very sensitive to the use of words.

She pulled Gu Xiaoyan away, blushing earnestly:

"Xiaoyan, we haven't reached his bowl yet..."

Girls can't just go into boys' bowls casually. Su Yuan used to suspect that Gu Xiaoyan and Lin Xiaoxian had a relationship of puppy love, but later found out that they didn't.

Since not, then Gu Xiaoyan should be as reserved as she is.

"Hmph, Yuanyuan, you are too hypocritical, I despise you."

"No, I'm being sincere!"

Su Yuan was not afraid of the slanting shadow, and put his fist on his chest like an oath, expressing his sincerity.

"You are duplicity, obviously you are the most unreserved, such as that math class..."

Su Yuan was stunned, Gu Xiaoyan actually counted the number of times she peeked at Lin Xiaoxian in the last month with her fingers.

Damn, Gu Xiaoyan usually observes something in class.

Can a genius girl not concentrate on class?

Su Yuan's body was out of shape, and his shadow was tilted. Facing Gu Xiaoyan, he faltered and couldn't speak, and kept covering her mouth.

"Stop talking! Anyway, I'm not in his bowl..."

"All right, all right, you are in the pot."

Anyway, Gu Xiaoyan is "in the bowl", and does not have the same knowledge as the "girl in the pot".

Ding----

The loudspeakers on both sides of the rostrum played harsh sound waves, like a requiem, which brought back the girls' thoughts and slightly controlled the noisy scene.

"Xiaoxian is here."

"Come on, it's reserved for you."

While the two girls were whispering, Lin Xiaoxian had already run to the last few rows to occupy the treasured land of geomantic omen. This area was almost full of like-minded people, so that he could fill in the gaps when doing exercises.

10 minutes have passed since the big class break, and the people in the playground are finally in order.

"The second set of national broadcast gymnastics for middle school students, the vitality of youth..."

The impassioned music sounded, instantly awakening the memories of Lin Xiaoxian's junior high school.

The line before the start of the second set of radio gymnastics is very classic, almost engraved in his DNA.

However, times have changed now, and the second set has long been eliminated by many schools. This sentence that popped up suddenly is obviously a wrong disc.

Sure enough, the broadcast stopped abruptly as soon as "Walking in Place" was put on.

After debugging, the re-released music is already the eighth set of radio gymnastics.

"First session, stretching..."

The radio gymnastics started, and the students in the first few rows were stared at by the leaders and forced to concentrate on doing it.

And Lin Xiaoxian is like a raccoon city behind this.

The movements of everyone's hands are like zombies, shaking hands and legs half-dead, while talking and laughing happily.

Only when Du Tianjun inspected the back, did everyone do it twice.

Other than that, the only thing that can shake their spirits is probably the kicking exercise.

Accompanied by the cheerful rhythm, Chen Ming, who had the hottest butt in the class, was soon attacked by all kinds of salty pig's feet.

"Fang Sheng, try kicking me again!"

"Who was it just now!"

Chen Ming angrily covered his buttocks full of footprints, and simply turned around to stop doing it, and only turned back cursingly until the kicking movement had passed.

Maybe it's a mistake for a boy to be beautiful.

When it was his turn to clean up the exercise, Chen Ming's ostentatious movements were once again molested by the group.

Lin Xiaoxian is not with them, he is admiring the truly beautiful scenery.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be really hard for him to believe that someone could do radio gymnastics so well.

The soft figure stretched slenderly, the dexterous body was slender and elegant, and the meticulous eyes were clear and quiet.

Whenever the shoulder-length black hair rises slightly with the movement, the delicate curve unique to the cardamom girl blooms like a gardenia, releasing a unique charm that makes people feel slightly heartbroken.

But in Lin Xiaoxian's view, apart from heart palpitations, this charm is more about the tranquility that makes him smile.

Just like his private conversation with her, it makes people feel very comfortable.

"I'm afraid that only a study committee member like you can do radio gymnastics seriously..."

Lin Xiaoxian chuckled softly, and at the end of the last quarter, a gloomy roar came from the rostrum:

"Everyone has it, gather!"

"High school, disband! Junior high, stay for the meeting!"

Very popular!

Hearing the grievances and howls from the little bandits, the high school didn't care about gloating, and countless people rushed to the canteen in the last 5 minutes.

A little harder, still risking being late for the next class, rushing to the back door recklessly.

"Boss! Ten servings of sweet and sour potatoes!"

"Three bowls of hot and sour powder, one bowl without peanuts!"

"Five gluten, five squid, five sausages!"

Hearing these exaggerated purchases, one knows that the warriors who came here are not fighting alone, they are carrying the expectations of many people.

Lin Xiaoxian was among them this time.

He didn't have to be greedy for that bite, but he also brought it for others.

When I went downstairs and saw someone sneezing, Lin Xiaoxian wanted to buy her some food to warm her body.

"Five yuan, WeChat or Alipay?"

"WeChat."

After receiving a bowl of hot eight-treasure porridge, Lin Xiaoxian found an empty corner in the green forest near the back door and used the [Teleport] skill.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Lin Xiaoxian appeared next to the utility room on the first floor of the stairs.

The damp walls here have many small spiders with thin legs, and at the same time exude a smell of moss. Under the cover of overgrown weeds and wild vines, there is just enough space for a person to stand, which is an excellent concealed ward. Place.

Lin Xiaoxian got out, just as the preparation bell rang, looked at the group of students who were running wild in the distance, and went upstairs leisurely carrying the eight-treasure porridge.