strong romance

After the mock exam, it officially entered the general review stage. The homework load increased, and the exams were obviously more frequent than before. In addition, the weather was getting hotter every day.

The teaching conditions in No. [-] Middle School are better than those of the surrounding schools. In addition to electric fans, each classroom also has a cabinet-type air conditioner.The old air conditioner in the seventh shift couldn't stand the toss from morning to night, and finally stopped cooking on a hot afternoon.

Wei Mingming rushed into the classroom in a hurry, not knowing that the air conditioner was broken, so he wiped his sweat and shouted: "I'm going! Why don't you turn on the air conditioner!"

While talking, he picked up the remote control of the air conditioner and poked it for a long time like epilepsy, but the air conditioner didn't respond. Only then did he hear fur shouting "broken" from a distance.

"Ah!" Wei Mingming sighed heavily, and reluctantly took his eyes away from the air conditioner, then remembered what Shi Tao had notified, and slapped his hands to try to attract everyone's attention, "Students, look here! We will be in the third grade at the end of the month There will be a tug-of-war competition, and those who want to sign up come to my place to get on the scale!"

"On the scale?" Someone below repeated in surprise.

"That's right!" Wei Mingming patted the scale on the podium, took a piece of chalk, turned around and wrote a line of characters on the blackboard: "Weight determines success or failure."

"I will analyze the force for everyone. During the competition, we are subject to the pulling force of the rope, as well as the friction force between the ground and the rope. The same rope, the opponent and we receive the same force, so victory depends on friction! The heavier the weight Big Yue has the advantage! Fatty should be more conscious and win glory for the class, it is his duty!"

Pi Qiu was the first to raise his hand: "Me!"

Wei Mingming quickly wrote down his name: "Okay! One ball!"

Fu took off his shoes and was about to get on the scale, but Wei Mingming stopped him with his hand: "You don't need it, I believe you have the qualifications, don't crush the scale later."

There was a burst of laughter from below.

Amidst the laughter, Lao Tian just walked in. Seeing the battle, he couldn't help but straighten his waist, and said with a spring breeze: "Thank you, thank you, thank you for your warm welcome."

Wei Mingming confessed: "Students who want to register come to register after class!"

The scale was still on the podium, Lao Tian saw "yo" and put the test paper in his hand on the scale. Of course, the number on the scale did not change.

Lao Tian raised his eyes, glanced at his classmates, and said with feigned anger: "It's unreasonable! Such a test paper with no quality, why do you take so little?"

On the gray-green test paper, the name of the questioner, Tian Kuan, was impressively printed.

Immediately someone said: "Woo--"

In fact, the questions in this math test are rather difficult, and they are not as "qualityless" as Lao Tian said when he joked about himself. After class, many people blocked Lao Tian on the podium to ask questions.

Shi Bowen got 131 in the test, and he was depressed, and he was also among the problem-targeted crowd.When it was his turn, Lao Tian smiled and praised, "Student Bowen did well in the exam."

Shi Bowen was already depressed, but he couldn't hold back when he heard the words: "Is this not bad?"

Lao Tian stared at him for two or three seconds, turned his back, and put the test paper on the table with a sullen face, without saying a word.

The noisy people waiting to listen to the lecture were silent at the same time, thinking that Lao Tian was angry.

The only blame is that Emperor Shi is too arrogant, his eyes are higher than the top, and Lao Tian can still be insulted for boasting.

In the dignified atmosphere, Lao Tian raised his hand on the podium.I saw him slowly grasping his seal, and said with a sinking dantian, "...Come here, give it to me!"

Everyone, including Shi Bowen, was taken aback.

Wei Mingming has great enthusiasm for Ah Ren, he was the first to react, put the cap on his pen, and complained: "If you don't want Ah Ren now, when will you wait?"

So, before Shi Bowen could react, he had already been picked up by a group of people and carried to the corridor.Shi Bowen had never suffered such humiliation, and he immediately resisted with a red face.

In the chaos, he saw a few familiar students from the experimental class coming down from upstairs. He felt that he was disgraced, and he gritted his teeth and thought bitterly: These scumbags in Class [-]...

He didn't have time to think about it, and was bumped into the pillar by the gangsters who had sex.

The sparks between young people are mostly sparked by impulsiveness and recklessness.This collision knocked "Emperor Shi" off the throne, and the invisible barrier between him and the seventh class of farts was also quietly shattered.

Most of the people crowded into the corridor to watch the excitement, and the classroom was almost half empty. Hu Miao glanced casually, and easily saw a corner of the classroom where Zhang Jin was fanning Cheng Kuang with a book.

The steamy classroom was extremely stuffy, and Hu Miao felt as if his chest was clogged with sludge, so he poured himself half a bottle of ice water.

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The tug-of-war is held on the basis of the sacrifice games.After Wei Mingming informed, Shi Tao himself said it again.In the end, almost all the boys in class seven participated. Besides the boys, there were five or six girls who signed up.

In the last self-study class on Thursday afternoon, Wei Mingming invited everyone to practice in Wende Square.At that time, the sixth class next to them was also there.

At a glance, there are more fat people in the sixth squad than in the seventh squad. After observing the enemy's situation, Wei Mingming boosted morale: "Muscle density is higher than fat. Don't look at the lumps in their squad, they are all puffy. Besides, the weight is not enough." It's important, what's important is that everyone works together! Everyone listen to my slogan—”

Wei Mingming arranged the fur fur at the last position, wrapped the rope around his waist and dragged him, Wei Mingming patted him on the shoulder and told him: "Qiaoqiu, you are the last line of defense in our class! Even if everyone falls down , you have to stand like a mountain!"

Fur's body trembled, and he wanted to spit at him: "If you are an old man, you will fall!"

"This is just the worst assumption. Strictly speaking, it's untenable. Look ahead, Brother Pao is still there, will Brother Pao fall down?" Wei Mingming confirmed by calling Brother Pao. , "Brother Pao, you won't fall down, will you?"

Zhang Jin gently pulled the rope, thought for a while and said, "That's hard to say."

——What if you pounced forward?

Wei Mingming still encouraged Pi Qiu: "Don't be discouraged! Prepare for the worst, hope for the greatest, and do your best!"

For tug-of-war, the standing posture of the team is especially important. Wei Mingming has participated in this kind of competition and has a little experience. He adjusted the posture of the personnel while shouting slogans, and trained well.

The team of class [-] was right next to them, and the two classes secretly competed with each other, who was louder than anyone else, and when they shouted loudly, their morale was suddenly aroused.

In the high school stage where exams and homework are overwhelming, anything unrelated to study can arouse everyone's enthusiasm. Although every time the tug-of-war training makes their hands red and sweaty, they are more tired than doing homework, but they are nervous. is slack.The training every evening makes the summer vacation that was originally extremely hot and unbearable seem not so long.

At the end of August, the official competition finally came.All the senior three classes gathered in Wende Square. Wei Mingming was gearing up and was very excited. He just broke free from the sea of ​​exams. He felt that he had endless energy. If he took a cow at this time, he would be able to run to the field immediately. .

Shi Tao went to draw lots, Zhang Jin weighed the rope in his hand, handed it to Cheng Kuang and said, "Take it."

When Cheng Kuang took it, he grabbed it unexpectedly, pulled the other person towards him a few steps, and then whistled briskly.

Cheng Kuang heard him say: "Xueba, you don't weigh enough, I only use one hand."

It was afternoon, and the small square was covered with sunlight. Zhang Jin raised his arm to cover his eyes, and a tattoo on his arm was shining brightly.

Cheng Kuang didn't speak, but hooked his fingers towards him, and Zhang Jin approached consciously with a question mark: "What's the matter?"

Because of the close distance, Zhang Jin could clearly see the subtle expression on Cheng Kuang's face.His family, Kuang'er, smiled a little, and pretended to be low-key: "I only used one finger."

Zhang Jin was stunned for a moment: "..." Damn it, this thing tricked him!

But for some reason, Zhang Jin felt a subtle feeling of being molested by stepping on the pit, which was vaguely sour.

On the steps, someone blew a whistle, and the chaotic crowd fell silent for a few seconds before looking towards the source of the sound.Wei Mingming saw Shi Tao came back, which meant that the opponent in his class was determined.Wei Mingming quickly organized the team. On the other side, Tong Jiakui surrounded the boys and girls who did not participate in the competition, nervously waiting for the competition to start.

Class [-]'s opponent in the first game was Class [-], Luo Kai became one of the few exceptions among the boys because of his monkey-like skinny figure, and got mixed up with the cheerleaders.Mistress Kai stuck in the group of girls, looked around for a while, wondering: "Has the fat guy gone to another class? Those in Class [-] grew up on what brand of feed, why are they all so big?"

He couldn't help but sweat for class seven, feeling that he was probably going to lose.

As soon as the whistle for the start of the game fell, the rhythmic slogans sounded, and then they were overwhelmed by the cheering of the cheerleaders.When the two sides were actually competing, all the miscellaneous thoughts in Zhang Jin's mind disappeared. When he really felt the strong pulling force on the opposite side and looked at the back of Fang Kuang in front of him, he suddenly had such a weird idea: Who How dare he drag Cheng Kuang away under his nose?

Once this sudden thought came up, it couldn't go away, and Zhang Jin was stimulated, as if he himself put a curse on the rope, and if he lost the game, Cheng Kuang would be gone.Zhang Jin didn't have any extra thoughts to think about logic, he just got into the horns, gritted his teeth and pulled the rope even harder - he wouldn't let go even if he was killed, if Cheng Kuang was dragged away, he would tear it off by himself The hand also wants to snatch people back.

When the red tape in the middle of the rope started to move towards Class [-], Mrs. Kai became emotional and her face was even redder than that of the contestants. It drowns.

The concept of a collective is very mysterious. A group of people who usually get together and feel noisy, when they hold one end of the rope together, they suddenly become "heart-to-heart", as if they have made such a great achievement together.The moment the rope was loosened, Cheng Kuang was in a daze for a moment amidst the cheers, and a thing called "collective sense of honor" suddenly sprouted in his heart.

Wei Mingming clapped hands with the players one by one. When it was Shi Bowen's turn, he held Shi Bowen's hand and said impassionedly, "Student Bowen, our opponent in the next game is the experimental class. Keep going!"

Shi Bowen: "..."

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This lengthy second chapter was supposed to be longer...but the author didn't finish it, so I have to see you in the next chapter~

Good night, friends! ?