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An Xiaomu's apple head

An Xiaomu was ready to be ridiculed. She took out a green leather band with a heart shape, raised her bangs upright, and tied her bangs into an apple head with the band. Anyway, Xuebaqian is so popular of.

When An Xiaomu had bangs, if she didn't look carefully, she would think she had a round face. In fact, she could only tell that it was an oval face when she pierced it. An Xiaomu without bangs was not as awkward as Wang Yuan imagined, but instead I think it looks more pleasing to the eye. (Is the previous haircut very underwhelming?)

So when you look at the back of the line, you will clearly find that there is a person in the first row with 'angry crown' hair. Don't pay attention to these details. In short, that person is An Xiaomu.

"Students, the new semester is here, and you are ready to meet new challenges, and you must also be Faight today!" The physical education teacher's summary can be described as shocking, crying ghosts and gods!Is their English taught by the physical education teacher?

Could this be the legendary Ciqi spoken English, is there any intangible oral cultural heritage of mankind!

An Xiaomu was in a daze, the tuft of hair on his head was the most eye-catching.The dangling dumb hair restlessly stood on An Xiaomu's head. An Xiaomu went to stroke the awkward dumb hair, just in time for the physical education teacher to see: "Is that An Xiaomu?"

"Yes." An Xiaomu weakly put down what she was doing, and said frankly.

"It just so happened that everyone practiced basketball today, let's demonstrate how to shoot." The physical education teacher took out a basketball from the blue-painted hollow box behind him and threw it to An Xiaomu.

"Me?!" An Xiaomu was stunned for a while before realizing it, and went to pick up the basketball that had run away.

An Xiaomu's palms were covered with cold sweat. How could she be so unlucky? She never expected to touch basketball again in her life.

An Xiaomu doesn't know how to play basketball, but it seems that basketball won't kneel on the ground and wait for An Xiaomu to sing and conquer.An Xiaomu has played table tennis all her life, and she has only touched basketball three times. She helped someone pick up the ball once in her old school, and once shot with a friend. She still made random shots by herself. The key is that she hasn't made a shot.

An Xiaomu glanced at Brother Yuan, and Brother Yuan gave a thumbs up——Believe it, you can do it!

The corners of An Xiaomu's mouth twitched twice. If she would, would she be so slow?

"Is it okay?" A group of people looked at her questioningly.

An Xiaomu, An Xiaomu, can you be a little bit promising, everyone is waiting for you!An Xiaomu felt aggrieved.

An Xiaomu's hand was sent forward, and his nerves tensed (kicked his legs—well, I'm joking.), the ball seemed to be good, but it seemed to be crooked, and after a flick, it returned to An Xiaomu's feet .

"Okay, let's see how others practice first." The teacher called Wang Yuan to An Xiaomu's side, "Teach her first."

Why let her make a fool of herself?The resentment in An Xiaomu's heart.

"Put your finger here, and then..." Wang Yuan gave An Xiaomu an analysis while demonstrating.

An Xiaomu didn't know where to go to fugue again, and she didn't listen to Wang Yuan's earnest words at all.

"Understood?" Brother Yuan's voice raised a little.

"Ah? Oh." An Xiaomu nodded desperately without understanding the situation.

Brother Yuan handed the ball to An Xiaomu, and An Xiaomu became anxious, how could she!She's just here to make up the number of physical education classes, okay?

An Xiaomu looked at Brother Yuan twice, and threw a ball calmly.But her heart was beating faster inadvertently, as if there was a time bomb in her chest.