I practice by love games

"Xiaoming, do you enroll in the intensive class?" Xiao 8 asked.

Yun Xiaoming hasn't recovered yet, and is still meditating on socialist values.

On the contrary, Xiao Ba's female tablemate turned her head at this moment, looked Yun Xiaoming up and down, rolled her eyes at him, and sneered: "Study is so bad, and the body doesn't look good. I guess it will be the same in society." Inferior people, there is still an intensive class! Teacher Lin is right, stop dreaming!"

When I was a student, I was relatively innocent. Many students judged a person's value based on their academic performance.

The girl named Feng Yingying is no exception.

After Feng Yingying finished speaking, she went to look at her exercise book, and muttered dissatisfiedly while reading: "Our high school class one, why do we admit such poor students! No, I must go to the intensive class, and I don't want to be with this kind of class." Poor students are classmate!"

Yun Xiaoming was a little unhappy. When he was in high school, his grades were not bad. Although he couldn't get the first place in the school, he was always in the top three in his class.

But even so, it didn't hurt anyone.

Xiao Ba jumped out to fight the injustice: "Feng Yingying, what are you looking like, and how do you talk!"

Feng Yingying snorted, ignored Xiao Ba at all, and just flashed the paper on her own.

The history test just now, full marks!

Not only that, she also intentionally or unintentionally took out her martial arts grades from the drawer.

Comprehensive score: four stars, only one star away from the full grade of senior high school students.

Xiao 8 withered.

His martial arts grades, except for running fast, are not good at anything else, only two stars, which is twice as bad as Feng Yingying.

Xiao Ba didn't dare to argue with Feng Yingying anymore, so he leaned into Yun Xiaoming's ear and whispered, "Xiaoming, you can't be judged by appearances, I think your martial arts grades are definitely better than hers!"

As a result, Feng Yingying's ears were sharp, and when she heard Xiao Ba's words, she immediately turned her head, pointed at Yun Xiaoming, and said to Xiao 8: "The next class is physical education, do you dare to bet with me? If his running score can be lower than In five seconds, I will invite you to dinner, a big meal!"

Xiao 8 immediately applauded: "That's the deal!"

Feng Yingying added: "If you don't even have 8 seconds, stay away from me in the future! My mother said not to play with poor students, it will affect my grades!"

Xiao Ba's face was petrified, he didn't know what he thought of when he looked at Feng Yingying who ignored her serious study, and finally showed an idiotic smile on his face.

Yun Xiaoming now understands—the young boy Xiao Ba likes Feng Yingying, he is trying to get others' attention, and he does not hesitate to use himself as a bet!

Xiao Ba patted Yun Xiaoming on the shoulder while looking at Feng Yingying with a smirk: "Brother, come on! Dinner tonight depends on you!"

Yun Xiaoming: ...Can I refuse?

The recess soon ended, and the legendary martial art class officially began.

Martial arts is an evolution of the previous physical education class. The class is held on the school playground, and the teacher who teaches is a physical education teacher.

However, because society has changed, the status of physical education teachers has also changed.

Now the one who leads the physical education class of the third year is the most authoritative dean in Yicheng High School, Director Wu!

"Stand at attention! Take a rest!" After the students lined up, Director Wu began to announce the content of this class.

This class is different from the cultural class. Each class lasts two hours, and the opening quiz is indispensable, and the follow-up training must also keep up.

"After a summer vacation, have you practiced seriously? Don't answer me, the martial arts test can explain everything!"

Director Wu looked about 40 years old. He was full of tendons, and his eyes were piercing, scanning every classmate.

"Test the [-]-meter speed first! Students who have improved can be rewarded with the second set of fighting boxing techniques. Those who have regressed will be fined to run [-] meters!"

Yun Xiaoming felt his legs go weak for a while, and he couldn't forget that in the game, he was punished by the instructor to run and sprint [-] meters and died several times!

"Get ready... run!"

Following Director Wu's order, on the [-]-meter test track, ten students lined up and started to run.

There were 30 students in the class, and the test was divided into three groups, and Yun Xiaoming was placed in the last group.

At this moment, he, together with other students, watched the ten students in the first group of tests.

I only saw those ten students, after the start order was issued, they were like wild dogs running off the leash, their speed was unbelievably fast, they almost became an afterimage.

“5秒，4秒58，6秒20，7秒5……”

The students' [-]-meter results came out one after another, and the numbers almost made Yun Xiaoming faint!

The general speed is six to seven seconds, five seconds for the excellent ones, and four seconds for the best Feng Yingying!

The wind that easily finished the 8-meter run, light as a gust of wind, blew towards Yun Xiaoming and Xiao Ba.

"Yun Xiaoming, come on~!"

Xiao Ba put his arms around Yun Xiaoming's shoulders, he didn't know if it was a threat, or he was telling the truth: "Dude! If I can't catch up with Feng Yingying, I can only come after you!"

Yun Xiaoming shuddered, and immediately moved away from Xiao Ba.

Soon the second group of students also finished running, and it was Yun Xiaoming and Xiao Ba's turn.

Xiao 8 has been clenching his fist at Yun Xiaoming, saying that brother, I am optimistic about you!

Yun Xiaoming himself was also a little apprehensive. His previous 14-meter time was [-] seconds, but maybe this body...would surprise him?

After all, only one of the students who just finished the test ran beyond 10 seconds.

"Get ready! Run!" Director Wu ordered, and Yun Xiaoming jumped up and ran.

He gritted his teeth and rushed forward recklessly, the wind whistled in his ears, his muscles tightened, and his heart beat rapidly.

run!run!run!

rush!rush!rush!

Yun Xiaoming closed his eyes, let out a loud roar, and ran desperately towards the finish line with his greatest explosive power.

Then, a cold voice sounded beside him.

It was Director Wu's rough voice.

That voice was full of dissatisfaction, contempt, and... anger.

"Yun Xiaoming! 17 seconds 3!!"

Yun Xiaoming opened his eyes and found that he had rushed three meters away from the finish line.

At the finish line, there was Director Wu's livid face, and Xiao Ba's disbelieving, disappointed eyes.

"What are you doing? Are you going to lie down on the sofa for the whole summer vacation? It's only 17 seconds 3?!"

Director Wu scolded loudly.

This grade is the worst grade in the entire high school!A full three seconds behind No.2's 14 seconds from the bottom! !

It's a disgrace to Yicheng High School!

Feng Yingying also ran over at this moment, glanced at the record book, the score of 17 seconds, and let out a sneer.

She didn't say anything more, because this [-]-meter score showed that speaking was a waste of her precious time.

Feng Yingying hummed a song and left.

Xiao Ba was dejected, looked at Feng Yingying unwillingly, and asked Yun Xiaoming depressedly; "How could it be... so bad?!"

Yun Xiaoming was even more depressed...

I used to be 14 seconds in the [-] meters, and I could be ranked second to last. How come I changed my body and became the last in the school?

Next, some other students who made progress, such as Feng Yingying, were rewarded by Director Wu to learn fighting skills.

Students like Xiao Ba who lagged behind by a few milliseconds were punished by Director Wu to run 8 meters.

As for those like Yun Xiaoming who couldn't run within ten seconds, they were all punished to run.

Yun Xiaoming ran out of breath, [-] meters is not a small distance, in the game, a penalty run of this level can cause him to die suddenly!

"Hurry up! Yun Xiaoming, don't be lazy! Run fast!!"

Director Wu was very dissatisfied with Yun Xiaoming, who was lagging behind many classmates, and kept staring at him.

"Don't think that you are a transfer student, I will be polite to you just now! With your speed, in this day and age, it is a miracle that you can live to be 18!!"

"The speed of ordinary people is generally below 10 seconds! Run, don't slow down!"

While running to the death, Yun Xiaoming thought deeply: So 40 years later, it will be the era of national world champion and breaking records...

I... suddenly want to go home!

The other students ran 10 meters fast in more than ten minutes, and the slow ones also ran in three to ten minutes.

Only Yun Xiaoming, humming and humming, tried his best to run for a full hour, and finally finished running when the bell rang for the end of physical education get out of class.

Tired, want to vomit, feel like the whole body is going to fall apart!

After Yun Xiaoming finished running, he collapsed on the ground, and almost no one from the students came to pay attention to him.

What Director Wu said is right, in an era where spiritual energy is revived globally, animals and plants are mutating, and battles can happen at any time.

17 meters 3 seconds 60, [-] kilometers [-] minutes, this kind of physical fitness may be in danger at any time... In other words, it may die at any time.

Today, tomorrow, next week, next month, it's all possible!

So... high school students in this era are not keen on caring for the disadvantaged.

They prefer to pursue idols and strong men.

Yun Xiaoming was panting for more than ten minutes on the playground before he recovered. When he went to the cafeteria to eat with his feet weak, he found that the food had been beaten.

Not even soup left.

"Hey..." Yun Xiaoming sighed, standing in front of the full-length mirror in the cafeteria, looking at himself depressedly.

The appearance is still okay, and the figure is also good!

It is understandable that the historical score is zero, and the physical fitness is considered to be at the middle level in my era, but why...

It's been 40 years, but God didn't let me wear it in a middle-level body?

"Xiaoming, haven't you eaten yet?" Yun Xiaoming saw in the mirror that Xiao Ba was walking towards him holding a box of lunch.

Yun Xiaoming turned his head, Xiao Ba's face showed apology: "I'm sorry, I thought you were running fast, I didn't know you were..., otherwise I wouldn't bet with Feng Yingying."

Yun Xiaoming nodded, he didn't know, so high school students in this era are like this! !

Xiao 8 comforted him and said: "Forget it, don't talk about it, I left you a box of lunch, you can eat more. I specially strengthened the D-level wild pork for you, you will feel better after eating it, even if you can't get the enhancement Class, I can't afford Jingwu University, but it will be better..."

Yun Xiaoming was moved in his heart, he didn't say much, just took the boxed lunch silently, and silently grilled the rice.

In the lunch box, the sliced ​​sauce-colored meat was neatly arranged, and it was still warm.

Take a bite, the lips and teeth will be fragrant.

"Is it delicious?" Xiao 8 asked.

Yun Xiaoming nodded.

Xiao 8 immediately showed melancholy: "Although I have only known you for a long time, I feel that I have a special affinity with you. It would be great if we could go to the intensive class together... Unfortunately, the classes will be separated in ten days, and we may have to separate. I know if we can meet again in the future."

Yun Xiaoming also felt a little melancholy.

He already knew that the intensive class was closed training, and the intensity was very high, and the students in it basically would not have contact with the students in the ordinary class.

Moreover, after Xiao Ba was admitted to Jingwu University and became a martial artist, the gap between the two would be even greater, and their lives would not have much intersection.

A friendship that has not yet begun will die in ten days.

At this moment, Yun Xiaoming, who had no idea about the intensive class, suddenly had such a longing in his heart.

It would be great if I could enter the intensive class.