Horse Racing Girl: Please call me sir

"Can you guys say something I can understand..."

Kiryuin Aoi also hugged Aohan, who was standing by and watching Liu Sir, into her arms. Now there were two small animals standing on her legs.

"To put it simply, it's my favorite poet. Aoi, what poet do you like?"

Zhang Xu turned to look at Kiryuin Aoi.

"Poet?"

Kiryuin Aoi lowered her head in deep thought.

"Zhongyuan Zhongye."

Zhang Xu nodded. As for why he didn't pick up the poem, it was because he hadn't read Zhongyuan Chuya's poems.

"Isn't Treson holding a drama festival recently? Ah Chuan has come to me like crazy these days and asked me to help him play a role."

Ling Chuanjie said helplessly while holding his chin.

"Well... Mi Ke has also been busy with the drama festival recently. He keeps asking me how to smile more naturally..."

"or?"

Liu Sir waved his hand to Zhang Xu who handed him seven stars.

"I haven't smoked recently."

Seeing what Liu Sir said, Zhang Xu put the cigarette back into the cigarette case and lit the one he was holding in his mouth.

"Xiao Te is also extremely nervous, saying that this is her first time participating in a school activity and she needs to perform well..."

Zhang Xu blew out a smoke ring.

"I hope Suzuka will take care of Xiaote more..."

Sir Liu glanced at Zhang Xu, who was smoking, and placed his fingers on the balcony glass in front of him, facing Bruce's tongue leaning on it.

"Mi Yu and Wu Lala are also rehearsing here."

Zhang Xu patted Liu Sir on the shoulder.

"Lend me your guitar."

"Take it."

Zhang Xu walked into Sir Liu's bedroom and walked out holding Sir Liu's electric guitar.

He had his hair combed back and had an electric guitar strap slung over his shoulders.

"How's it going? Doesn't it sound like a rock and roll youth?"

"Rock 'n' roll."

Zhang Xu looked at the joking Ling Chuanjie with a dark look on his face.

"I don't look old! You, Brother Zhang, and I are also 24-year-old upright people!"

"The energy is just like Bruce, too strong..."

Zhang Xu turned to look at Kiryuin Aoi who was speaking.

"No! Even Aoi, you said that!"

He pretended to cover his chest and look heartbroken.

"It's so sad, really."

Kiryuin Aoi rolled her eyes at him and then looked at Liu Sir.

"By the way, Sir Liu, we haven't seen you play guitar yet! Come and perform!"

Sir Liu waved his hand.

"Forget it, I don't feel it."

in the afternoon

As always, Sir Liu held his watch and looked at Wu Lala and Mi Yu who were running.

"Come on, hold on! You can rest after this lap!"

Ulala, who was exhausted after hearing Sir Liu's words, took steps again, sweat falling with the snowflakes, one from the sky and the other from her forehead.

"Huh...huh..."

Mi Yu was also running, but it seemed like she still had some physical strength.

As the two women ran on the track, the white mist they exhaled slowly thinned and finally disappeared behind them along with the pale figure of Po Feng.

Sir Liu looked at the two women wearing only sportswear and thought about catching a cold.

After more than a minute, Mi Yu and Ulala came to him together. It could be seen that Mi Yu was deliberately waiting for Ulala.

Looking at the two panting women, Sir Liu smiled.

"Take a rest. Remember to wipe off your sweat after training for a while, otherwise it's easy to catch a cold in the winter."

"Huh...um..."

Mi Yu nodded slightly and used his hands to help Ulala calm down her breathing.

“The team awareness of Miyu is still very good and deserves praise.”

Sir Liu said and looked at Ulala.

"Ulala is also very good. If we do another physical training now, can we hold on?"

Ulala raised her head, sweat stains still clearly visible on her face. She hesitated and then nodded.

"U...Ulala...it's okay!"

Seeing the stubborn Ulala, Sir Liu nodded. He looked at Ulala's legs. The sweatpants had been changed into trousers because of winter.

"You haven't suffered any injuries lately, have you?"

Ulala was so angry that she touched the back of her head in embarrassment and then lifted up her sleeves.

There were more than one band-aid on her forearm.

"Hehe... I accidentally hit it when I was playing with Qingtai and the others last weekend..."

At that time, when Emperor Guanghui looked at the injured area, he put a band-aid on her and lectured himself for a long time...

"Are you having fun?"

"happy!"

"Does the wound hurt?"

"pain!"

"Isn't it uncomfortable to be happy and in pain at the same time?"

"It doesn't feel good!"

"So be careful in the future, got it?"

"Ulala knows!"

Liu Sir saw the two women's breath slowing down and said:

"Go drink some water and start the next training in 2 minutes."

Mi Yu and Ulala nodded together and ran to the side to pick up their water bottles and drink.

Sir Liu took out his mobile phone and looked at the messages he had not replied to.

Fei Yingzi: Mr. Contradiction! Our school is holding a drama festival recently. Do you have time to watch it? !

Feiyingzi: This time the heroine is Feifei★~!

I will contradict myself first: I will come

At least I won't be late like last time.

Sir Liu added something in his mind and put the phone back into his bag.

"Okay, two minutes are up, let's train!"

Ulala opened her mouth wide.

"Eh!? Hasn't it only been about a minute?"

"One minute is rounded up to two minutes. Two minutes is rounded up to five minutes. Five minutes is rounded up to ten minutes. Ten minutes is rounded up to half an hour. Half an hour is rounded up to one hour."

"I've been resting for an hour, come and train!"

"Can you still get in like this???"

Ulala's face was full of doubts, but she and Mi Yu ran to Liu Sir.

"Who told you not to enter like this? My elementary school math teacher taught me this."

Liu Sir said with sincerity on his face.

"Big brother's math teacher... is really awesome...!"

Mi Yu also laughed and made a joke.

"of course."

Sir Liu raised his head and played with his treasures.

"Okay, no more joking, let's get some rest. Next is your [favorite] slope practice!"

two hours later

Wu Lala lay down directly on the ground like she did every time after practicing the slope. It looked like she was very tired.

Mi Yu was also exhausted from practicing on the slope. She put her hands on her knees and panted, white mist spitting out of her mouth in bursts.

"These are disposable towels. Each of you can wipe your sweat with one. That's it for today's training. You should be busy with the drama festival in the evening, right. In that case, you can concentrate on rehearsing. I will help you adjust the training time. "

Sir Liu looked at Ulala who was lying on the ground.

"Comrade Xiaowu, are you OK?"

"No…no OK!"

"The slopes are tiring, but they must be practiced. Get used to it slowly, otherwise there will be no high returns without high efforts."

Sir Liu tapped the shell of the notebook with his pen and made a sound.

"Big brother seems to be in a good mood recently."

Mi Yu calmed down his rapid breathing and said.