When I walked out of the corridor, I gently put on my hood, lowered my head, put my hands in my pockets, and walked down the street as expressionlessly as possible.
At this time, I am trying my best to suppress my anger and prevent myself from screaming. Although this kind of thing and this feeling are too familiar, I really don’t want to experience it again... This kind of feeling is really bad.
Thorough.
[I didn’t suppress my anger in front of them. I was so bad... This way, I was even more eye-catching... Moreover, I clenched the paper into a ball hard, and even
Throw it on the ground and throw it into the trash can? Sigh... doesn't this make me look very petty? Sigh, it's really tiring to look like a human in front of others.]
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but smile bitterly and lowered my head. Fortunately, the weather was cooler today, so even if I put on a hood to suppress my emotions, no one would think I was conspicuous.
[Humans are really a kind of group creature... Even if they are forced by the group to do something they cannot help but do, they will gradually be persuaded by the unsociable reasons and do things they don't want to do. In this way
, the burden in your heart will also be reduced a lot.
Such human nature is truly terrifying.
More human than human, even less human...]
Just when I was thinking about the truth and diverting my attention to comfort myself, a few slapstick sounds came from my ears, and I realized that at this time, I had arrived at the designated playground for physical education class.
superior.
Physical education is our compulsory course every semester, but the courses this semester are different from last year. The humanized subject selection makes me feel at ease. Although I don’t like many subjects, at least I
I am also a martial arts practitioner. Although I have only practiced martial arts for a long time and have rarely fought in actual combat, I still have a lot of experience in learning boxing techniques in this kind of class.
What's more, it is very important for me to get first place in the final exam and whether I can avoid failing the exam. Therefore, compared to the final exam of basketball and football, I am more confident in martial arts and the like.
I glanced at the playground and the crowd filled with passionate youth, and couldn't help but sigh.
[If it were me in the past, I might really show off my skills in this kind of class, so as to win the favor of the opposite sex and get what men want most... But it's a pity...
...Having experienced so many things, I have completely given up on this idea. It is better to have one less thing than one more thing.]
But after all I have been through, my heart should finally calm down.
Then I sighed again, found a deserted corner of the playground and sat down alone, looked at the sky quietly, and slowly thought:
[Now I should quietly accept all the facts in front of me. It would be best if I try not to have any more contact with the opposite sex.]
... As expected, I have the view that it is better to have less contact with the opposite sex. In addition, what happened just now has made me more determined at this time...
However, the above views are excepted by relatives and teachers.
At this time, I took out my phone and looked at the time.
【10:07】
I took advantage of the fact that there was no class at this time, so I took another look at the tasks on my phone.
The fourth task on the mobile phone still hasn’t been refreshed, which makes me a little confused... Could it be that this task really won’t be refreshed?
Thinking of this, I looked at the only remaining task.
That mission is to strike up a conversation with a girl.
[To be honest, this task of striking up a conversation is really difficult. For me now, it is still too difficult to overcome this inner resistance and fear to chat.]
Looking at the phone, I couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile, and then put the phone back into my clothes.
"Dingle bell bell bell..."
Before I could take a breath and think in detail about how to distance myself from those girls and talk to them, the school bell on the other end rang.
When I heard the bell and remembered it, I stood up helplessly, dusted off my pants, and walked lazily towards the place where the crowd gathered. Soon, I found myself among the people at the designated gathering place.
He stood at a certain position, standing at the edge of the team, waiting for the physical education teacher to arrive.
Soon, before I could complain, a physical education teacher with glasses, a strong figure, and a light blue coat slowly walked up to us holding the roll call book in his hand.
"Bah bang." The physical education teacher glanced at us and then clapped his hands, intending to attract our attention.
The physical education teacher pushed up his glasses slightly, pretending to be serious and said slowly: "From today on, I will teach everyone martial arts classes. First of all, I will tell you the basic meaning and essentials of martial arts classes...
…”
What this physical education teacher said was really leadership style, and his speech was so long and smelly...
When I heard that I felt a little bored, I couldn't help but start thinking about my boring life.
I'm thinking about why there are so many members of the opposite sex in our class. We are obviously the class with the smallest number of people, but the proportion of people in our class is among the top three...
Overall, this is quite surprising to me.
Although this is not good news for me...
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After an unknown amount of time, the physical education teacher finally finished his lengthy speech and began to pick up the roll call book to prepare for roll call.
"Now, let's start the roll call. If there is a person with a quiet voice in the crowd, then the whole class will go running." The physical education teacher gently pushed up his glasses and looked at us very seriously.
[Are you going to give us a slap in the face right from the start? Sigh... You don't even have to guess with your expressions like this...]
Because I understand that usually when you say this and look at us with meaningful eyes, you must be arrogant.
Sure enough, he hadn't ordered a few people before he suddenly got angry and yelled at us all to run. We were all forced to run together because of a classmate with a low voice. Although the class was full of wailing, we all knew it.
It is a fact that cannot be changed and can only be given up.
As for me, I am too lazy to complain. If I have time to complain, I might as well finish the prescribed number of laps and rest early.
Soon, under the leadership of the faster runners, everyone began to follow one after another. Although everyone was not running fast, they were still gasping for air under the high number of laps.
It took about ten minutes for the students to complete the prescribed number of laps one after another, and each one returned to the gathering position out of breath, breathing heavily.
"Huh... I'm really amazingly tired." After finally finishing the run, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. I sighed to myself while adjusting my breathing rhythm and moving slowly at the same time.
Your own body to prevent sudden stops from causing the body to adapt, resulting in various discomforts.
"Now, ten of you stand in a row, from left to right, in a straight line. Hurry, hurry, hurry!" The teacher waved his hand and said, directing us to stand in line.
I wanted to be less conspicuous, so of course I stood in the last row, carefully standing at the edge of the line. A place far away from the crowd is heaven to me.
"Now, since the leader has not yet decided which boxing style is better to teach, we will teach some practical skills in this class first." When the teacher said this, he glanced at the girls in our class, licked his lips lightly, and then
He grinned and continued: "Now, I want to choose an opponent to demonstrate actual combat. I wonder if any classmates have volunteered to come up?"
a crowd
You look at me and I look at you, looking at each other, and no one is willing to raise their hands and take a step forward. After all, the boys here know in their hearts that the teacher in front of them wants to show off, because in front of girls, the probability of boys giving up pretending is basically
zero.
So the explanation is that you are picking a target for actual combat, but in reality you are just picking a sandbag to show off your skills.
"Is no one volunteering to come up? Then I can pick someone." The physical education teacher pushed up his glasses slightly, glanced at us with squinted eyes, and suddenly looked at me standing in the last row, at the edge of the crowd. After all, my
If you are neither fat nor tall, you will be easy to bully at first glance. Unfortunately, humans are often wrong when judging a person based on their first impression.
[Alas, I really can’t escape...]
Thinking of this, I sighed softly.
The teacher smiled and said slowly: "Then please ask the last student in the last row to stand up. How about you and the teacher doing a practical drill?"
I nodded and agreed reluctantly.
After all, he is my teacher. If I lose his face in the first class, then it will definitely be impossible for me to pass this subject.
Helplessly, I walked around the crowd and walked to the teacher.
"Now, teacher, I will try to be as gentle as possible. You can attack with confidence, classmate. What do you think?" The teacher looked at me with a smile and said in a very soft tone.
"Okay, teacher." I nodded in agreement and handed the phone in my clothes to the classmate next to me.
"Can we start?" The teacher waited for my answer and handed his eyes to the classmates beside him.
[I must lose to him in this game. I don’t want to stand out anymore, and I don’t want to get into any trouble... Never...]
I began to keep chanting this sentence in my heart, and began to suppress the desire to win in my heart. I also suppressed my emotions at the same time, to prevent me from fearing that I would really be unable to bear it any time and give myself a terrible look in front of me.
The teacher who knew how to look at me gave me a punch.
"Let's go. Classmate, come and attack me." The physical education teacher jumped slightly on the spot and said to me in a provocative tone.
"Okay, teacher." I answered mechanically and at the same time, I stepped out with my leg and punched the teacher in the chest.
The physical education teacher raised his hand, grabbed my wrist, and twisted it hard. I was forced to hold my back while he held me.
The physical education teacher sneered and said slowly: "Your punches are soft and have no strength at all. You act like a woman. Come again."
As soon as he finished speaking, he let go of me and pushed me away from him.
The physical education teacher waved his fist excitedly and said to everyone with a smile: "Students, you see, punching like this will not give you any strength at all. Don't learn it wrong."
"Let's see how I punch next." As he said, he quickly took half a step forward and punched me in the chest. I felt the pain and couldn't help but cough a few times and quickly took a few steps back.
"Did you see it, students? This kind of punching speed is not only fast, but also very sudden. It can hit the opponent quickly." The physical education teacher waved his fist again and said with a smile on his face.
By this time, everyone began to lower their heads and whisper softly, and a familiar voice slowly came into my ears.
"This guy...is really useless at everything...can't even do the most basic defense..."
"Yeah yeah……"
[Are they the girls who arranged the big adventure just now? They are really enemies of each other. Their mouths are really uneducated... Sigh...
Now I really want to punch this useless teacher in front of me to death.
It’s not that I want to prove myself in front of those bitches, it’s just that this teacher talks nonsense because he doesn’t understand anything... It’s really an insult to martial arts.]