"That sounds like some words."

Physical education teacher Fan Qiang glanced back and forth at the more than 60 students on the playground. His face said that he was still angry.

Within the system, there are officials with high and low positions, and outside the system, there are rich and poor. Companies, large and small, have a hierarchy of superiors and subordinates. Schools are certainly no exception. In addition to the vertical division of functions such as teachers, directors, principals and vice principals, there are horizontal divisions of functions.

There are also chains of contempt between disciplines.

Mathematics, English, and Chinese are the first echelon, physics and chemistry are the second echelon, and history and politics are the third echelon. As for sports, music, and art, they are non-mainstream, and the status of teaching teachers is at the bottom.

He was originally looked down upon by the school leaders during subject competitions, but now the students look down on him and don't even come to class. How can he be happy?

"Let me tell you, if you don't pass the physical education exam next year and you don't have a diploma, you still want to go to college? From now on, if anyone doesn't take physical education classes, I will give him a failing grade. Do you hear that?"

"I heard it."

Especially the students in the sprint class, when they were frightened by him, they immediately cheered up and shouted: "I heard it."

"Okay, the squad leader will lead the team and run around the playground twice first, and then move around freely."

Following Fan Yong's order, the monitors of the two classes came out and led the students to run to the plastic track.

The two classes of students here ran almost a hundred meters before Fang Yifan and Ji Yangyang came over from the direction of the teaching building.

Normally, it would be fine if he was not active in physical education class. But today was different. Fan Yong was already in a bad mood. When he saw the two of them arriving late, his expression became even more ugly: "Which class are you two in?"

When Fang Yifan saw that the situation was not good, he quickly gave a flattering smile: "Teacher Fan, don't you remember me? I, Fang Yifan, represented our school and played basketball against Chen Jinglun and Heping Street No. 1 Middle School last year. You

I was also given a certificate of award.”

"Don't get too close to me. Which class are you in?"

"Basic...basic class."

"He too?"

Fang Yifan turned around and glanced: "Yeah."

Fan Yong pointed to the plastic track and said, "Did you see that? They run two laps and you run three laps."

Two laps are eight hundred meters, three laps is one thousand two.

Fang Yifan looked embarrassed: "Teacher..."

Fan Yong said with a straight face: "Just run four more laps."

Four laps is one thousand six. Even if you can't outrun someone, you will still be exhausted and out of breath.

"No, no, no, three laps, okay? I'll run, I'll run." Fang Yifan threw the basketball to the ground and ran to the playground without saying a word.

Ji Yangyang and Fan Yong looked at each other for five seconds, curled their lips, lifted up the zipper of their school uniforms, and trotted in.

After tossing the students in these two classes, Fan Yong's resentment disappeared a lot. He was about to pick up the thermos cup and drink some water to moisten his throat. In the blink of an eye, he saw another person walking into the playground. He lowered the cup.

Squint your eyes and look carefully.

Hey, isn't this the head Lin Ci who made Li Meng so angry that he couldn't smile for two weeks in a row?

Most of the physical education class in the senior year is spent in the classroom, which is actually self-study. Students are rarely brought to the playground because the activities are too strenuous and if they are too tired, it may affect the quality of learning in the next class. With the recent change of seasons, many students have asked for leave due to colds.

, Vice Principal Xu informed all classes to go to the playground for class, thinking that running and jumping to exercise can improve their resistance.

So Fan Yong had only seen Lin Yue's photos and heard about his deeds, but it was his first time to teach him.

"You...run four laps on the playground."

"Why?"

"Did you see those two people? You came later than them. They ran three laps. Is there anything wrong with you running four laps?"

"Yes." Lin Yue said: "What is the purpose of letting me run so many laps?"

These words stopped Fan Yong, and he shouted in his heart, he was indeed different from those students.

"Let's run five more laps."

"I don't plan to run four laps. Do you think I will run five laps? Fan Yong, do you think there are no male leaders in the school, and you are the only one who is passionate and dares to interfere with my affairs?"

Not to mention, Fan Yong really has this kind of mentality. Look at those main subject teachers. They stay in the air-conditioned room when the weather is hot and next to the radiator when the weather is cold. Not to mention the prosperity of the entire faculty circle, the male teachers are still

It's something like soaking wolfberry in a thermos cup, or it's a guy like Pan Shuai who has a shy face and is effeminate. Most of the physical education teachers are graduates of sports schools, but some physical education teachers let the boys move freely as soon as they arrive on the playground.

, girls were asked to practice sit-ups or squats, and they even pretended to guide them, but he was the only one... who was very down-to-earth, upright, and tough-minded.

"What's your attitude? If you're late, you'll be punished."

Lin Yue said: "Is it possible that physical education teachers like to think with their cerebellum? The Ministry of Education banned corporal punishment of students many years ago. Are you going against the big policy?"

This guy is really sharp-tongued and eloquent, and he has a knack for bullying his superiors.

"I let you run for your own good. It depends on each of you how bad your physical fitness is."

"Oh, then I have to thank you?" Lin Yue chuckled: "I will do you a favor. You go to the playground and run 100 laps in one breath. If you survive in the end, I will give you a chance to become an Olympic champion.

How about the honor of being a teacher? This is much better than improving your physical fitness."

Fan Yong thought he heard it wrong. 100 laps on the playground? What is the concept? 40 kilometers, this is a marathon? Let alone the people running for four now, even when he was in sports school, let him run down in one breath.

It's hard, this thing can really kill people.

The key is the information revealed in the second half of the sentence. What does he mean? Just him? Can he win the Olympic championship with this skinny look?

"Are you kidding me? Olympic champion? Why didn't you say..."

Halfway through his words, the rest of the content was lost because a high school student he described as skinny rushed over and grabbed him by the collar with lightning speed.

Before he could put up any decent resistance, he felt a light weight under his feet and his whole body was lifted up.

The key point is whether the opponent used one hand or his left hand.

How tall is he? 1.85 meters tall, and his weight has grown to 85 kilograms in the past few years. However, because he pays attention to exercise, he does not look fat. Now he is actually being lifted up by a 19-year-old high school senior with one hand. It is simply incredible.

"You can't figure it out, are you? There are so many things that you can't figure out."

Lin Yuemeng let go and Fan Yong fell to the ground, swaying and almost falling over.

This guy's hands are so strong!

Fan Yongyong laughed at the fact that all the teachers in the school were not men. This self-confidence was guaranteed by his strength. However, he could not lift a 170-pound weight with one hand even with all his strength. As far as he knew, lifting weights was not possible.

A world champion in the event can lift a 100 kilogram barbell with one hand, but the young man opposite him... weighs 140? That's a lot, so where does this explosive power come from?

The students in the basic class and the sprint class didn't know what the two people said at the entrance to the playground. Because of their location, they didn't see Lin Yue pick up Fan Yong. After Fang Yifan and Ji Yangyang finished half a lap, Lin Yue

Yue had left Fan Yong and walked to the bench to sit down and play with his mobile phone.

"What's going on? Why should we give him a run penalty so he can play with his phone?"

Originally, Fang Yifan deliberately showed his face in front of the goddess and dropped Ji Yangyang almost twenty meters away. But when he saw the scene on the basketball court at the entrance of the playground, his desire to win disappeared and he deliberately slowed down to wait for his love rival.

"..."

Ji Yangyang was also unwilling, but he would not complain as loudly as Fang Yifan.

"Ji Yangyang, how have you considered the suggestions I made to you a few days ago?"

"..."

What’s your suggestion? Let’s join forces to fight against the prickly head.

It's been two months, but Ji Yangyang still won't let go. In fact, it's understandable. After all, he suffered a big loss due to the go-kart park incident. It must be difficult to swallow this sigh of relief when a fight turned into friendship.

"Ji Yangyang, please say something." Fang Yifan said, "Then I won't compete with you for Tao Zi in the future, okay?"

What he said was as if he quit on his own initiative. After being a bitch for more than a year, no one took him seriously.

Ji Yangyang was even more speechless.

Fang Yifan still refused to give up: "I just thought of a good guy who can kill his arrogance, but I need your help. Do you dare to do it? Say something."

"What idea?"

Fang Yifan was stunned. He thought that Ji Yangyang would continue to be silent, but he didn't expect that there was another bright future in the village.

How did he know that because of the sentence "Don't fight for Tao Zi" just now, Ji Yangyang remembered the conversation outside the pavilion more than half a month ago, Huang Zhitao's abnormal behavior these days, the lamentations of his parents, and what happened in the go-kart park, which made this cool boy since he was young

The resentment in the eldest son's heart suddenly escalated.
Chapter completed!