The students and physical education teachers running on the playground were a sight to behold. Feng Song stood by the playground with a whistle in his hand and raised his hand to block the sun to watch them running in the sun.

Students in other classes not far away were shocked. Would this amount of exercise really not kill people?

Some students and teachers from other classes slowly gathered on the edge of the playground.

Lin Miaomiao and Lin Yaoyan went to a private high school with expensive tuition. Every student here was the little darling of the family who paid sky-high tuition fees. They had never been treated like this before.

Seeing the figure running hard on the playground, the two young physical education teachers from other classes felt that the sweat on their foreheads was about to flow down.

Everyone's eyes fell on Feng Song.

They knew that Feng Song was a young Internet celebrity who had just become famous on the Internet. However, the tuition fees in this private school were high and the teachers' salaries were also extremely high, so every teacher had two skills.

Especially for young teachers, their academic qualifications are higher than those of others, and their work experience is even more demanding.

They look down on crooked things like "Internet celebrities". How can such clown-like popularity compare to their hard-earned academic qualifications and their experience of studying abroad?

A handsome male teacher in his early twenties with thick arms walked up to Feng Song. He was almost a head taller than Feng Song. He looked down at Feng Song with disdain and said slyly.

"Who are you? Why don't you run with them?"

Feng Song played with the whistle in her hand and observed the running posture of everyone on the playground, and she answered casually.

"I'm the new teacher."

As soon as she finished speaking, the young male teacher smiled. He looked up and down Feng Song's body deliberately. As a proud man, his tone was habitually condescending.

"Are you a teacher? A physical education teacher? No?"

"Um."

"So what's your education level? Where did you study? What competitions have you participated in and what awards have you won?"

The young male teacher asked a question in one breath. Another male teacher beside him chimed in with a smile, "Gong Dong, don't always be so rude when you speak. I am a new internet celebrity who will skyrocket."

When Gong Dong heard this, he felt an evil fire burning in his heart.

Why is such a weakling so popular on the Internet? He insists on updating short videos every day, but the people who hook up with him are all fitness buddies, not even a beautiful sister...

The more Gong Dong thought about it, the angrier he became.

Feng Song didn't take him seriously at all. She took out her phone and checked the time, "Why are they running so slow?"

She also has to go to the east playground to find the students in the class she is supposed to teach.

There is not enough time...

As soon as Feng Song finished speaking, a big dark hand suddenly reached out and snatched away Feng Song's cell phone. Feng Song then raised his head and asked, "What are you doing?"

Looking for a fight?

Gong Dong twitched his lips and said, "Teacher, please stop playing with your phone in class. It looks so unprofessional. You said you are a teacher, why don't I believe you? If you have the skills, how about you and me?"

Feng Song thought it was unnecessary. This guy looked like a paper tiger who only trained his muscles. If she accidentally beat him to death, she would be the one punished in this law-based society.

Feng Song's tangled expression fell into Gong Dong's eyes, making Gong Dong burst into laughter. He naturally "confiscated" Feng Song's cell phone into his pocket, and then moved his wrists and ankles.

"Let's do this. Let's run a 400-meter race, which is a lap around the playground. If you win, I'll give you the phone back. If you lose, you can just be smart and go home, okay?"

This is obviously a deliberate attempt to stir up trouble.

Another male teacher who was with Gong Dong also thought it was too childish, and who would risk such a simple competition on the job with a super high salary that he had worked so hard to find?

So the male teacher advised him "considerately".

"Don't compare yourself to newcomers. Gong Dong graduated from the University of Copenhagen in Denmark, which has the world's best sports major. His sprint and long-distance running awards can be hung on a wall. You, don't compare with your body. Wan

It won't be good once it gets damaged."

Gong Dong also raised his chin, deliberately provoking Feng Song.

"Yeah, stop competing. How can you, a weakling like you, compete with me?"

Many students slowly gathered around. They saw that Feng Song's slender body was much weaker than the muscular Gong Dong, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for Feng Song.

They really like handsome teachers, right?

The students also tried to persuade Feng Song.

"New teachers, don't make fun of your job."

"What's better than running? It's not like participating in the Olympics?"

"Teacher Gong, don't bully others!"

These days, being good-looking seems to have an innate advantage. Feng Song looked at Gong Dong's distorted face, and suddenly he could understand how angry this guy was -

After all, it wasn't his fault that he was ugly, so he was treated differently.

Under the worried eyes of everyone, Feng Song put the whistle that the middle-aged male teacher gave her around her neck. She flexed her slender fingers and showed a beautiful smile to Gong Dong.

"Okay, let's compare."

The people around immediately made worried sounds——

"Don't."

"Be more open-minded."

"This is obviously a conspiracy!"

Gong Dong was afraid that Feng Song would return, so he immediately said loudly, "Okay! Let's start now!"

Feng Song shook her head, and the tail of her hair tied behind her head swayed. She raised the corners of her lips and asked, "What is your major in college? Track and field?"

Gong Dong was afraid that Feng Song would go back on his word, so he hurriedly said, "No, I am a weightlifter, running is not my strong point."

After hearing that he was studying weightlifting, the students who were worried about Feng Song let out a sigh of relief and thought it was okay, okay.

"Then let's do another weightlifting competition. I'll lift it according to your weight class. How about? Then add another weightlifting competition. Pick what you're good at. We'll win two out of three games. If I lose, I'll leave. If you lose, just do it.

Let’s use a Japanese fan.”

Feng Song spoke again. Gong Dong didn't expect Feng Song to make such a stupid request, but then he understood that this was a deliberate provocation by this young pretty boy.

Haha, this pretty boy with thin arms and legs, you really dare to mention it. He is indeed an Internet celebrity. He has to make a fuss about everything he does, right?!

Gong Dong didn't take advantage of this either. He carefully used his skills and said, "I won't bully you. In the end, you mention what you are good at!"

Feng Song did not shirk.

"Then compare to Feitian."

Gongdong:……

What the hell?!

Gong Dong's expression was as if he had seen a ghost, and Feng Song knew immediately that he couldn't fly.

You're a rookie, you can't even fly.

Feng Song added, "Then let's compare weapons. Knives, spears, swords, boring machines, sticks, forks, rake, whips, maces, hammers, axes, hooks, and sickles. You can pick any one. It's fine if the weapon can touch me."

I lose."

Gongdong:……

What the hell is this?!

Are these things sports?

Where did this pretty boy come from? Did he go to college? He doesn’t even know what sports are. Do you think sports are about risking your life? It’s so funny.

Gong Dong did not hide his ridicule at all.

"What are you talking about? Are these sports?"
Chapter completed!