Rebirth and daily cultivation

Physical education class.

The physical education class of Class 8 in the first year of high school is taken together with Class 10.

The physical education teacher is dark and strong, with a stern face, like a black-faced god.

Guo Kunnan and others who usually like to do small tricks are too bold to show off.

‘Hey, dear, where did No. 4 High School invite the fierce god from? ’ Ma Shicheng was slandering in his heart. In terms of appearance, the physical education teacher was better than Instructor Li.

"My name is Gu Wei, and I will be your physical education teacher from now on."

"It's the first physical education class today. Where is the physical education committee member? Come forward and let me recognize you!"

Zhang Chi, the sports committee member of Class 8, stood up, and the sports committee member of Class 10 also stood up.

"Lead the team to run two laps." Gu Wei shouted.

Zhang Chi very obediently led everyone to run. Two laps totaled 800 meters. They had just undergone military training, so the distance was nothing. Many students finished the run with their expressions unchanged.

Gu Wei looked around:

"Okay, let's disperse where we are. You are not allowed to leave the playground before get out of class is over, otherwise I will catch you, and you will feel better!"

When the students heard this, they immediately dispersed.

Jiang Ning took the table tennis and walked towards Xue Yuantong.

Ma Shicheng's sharp eyes saw the table tennis racket in Jiang Ning's hand. He wanted to play table tennis, but Guo Kunnan next to him stopped him.

"Brother Ma, let's go play basketball."

Several boys in the class looked at him, and Ma Shi decided to play basketball instead.

Xue Yuantong sat alone on the edge of the wide podium.

Jiang Ning raised the racket in his hand:

"Play a game?"

He knew that Xue Yuantong liked to play table tennis. She often played in her previous life. Later, she even participated in a city competition in her second year of high school. Although she only won a small prize, her skills were among the best in the entire No. 4 Middle School.

Xue Yuantong didn't pretend to shirk now. He took the racket and couldn't wait to compete with Jiang Ning.

Recently, she always felt like she couldn't hold her head up in front of Jiang Ning.

Many things depend on Jiang Ning.

Now, she can finally stand up!

Xue Yuantong held the racket as if holding the hilt of a sword, transforming into a sharp swordsman.

She could no longer restrain her murderous intent, her eyes were full of arrogance and bloodthirsty, she was going to kill a lot today!

Xue Yuantong serves, what a beautiful spinning serve!

This ball is so slippery that ordinary table tennis enthusiasts cannot tell how deep the spin is and may not even be able to catch it.

Xue Yuantong had already anticipated the outcome of this game.

Victory was about to be hers.

Then Xue Yuantong picked up the ball for ten minutes.

Running back and forth with her delicate body, she was so tired that her face was flushed and she was panting.

Xue Yuantong lost so much that she doubted her life. She was confused. How could it be possible?

She was obviously so good at table tennis and had all kinds of ball-killing skills at her fingertips. Jiang Ning, who she was supposed to beat, was so shocked that he immediately knelt down and begged her to become her disciple.

Who knew the result would be like this?

This unscientific!

Xue Yuantong did not believe in evil and continued to compete with Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning didn't let her go either. His nerve reaction speed was much higher than Xue Yuantong's. Only a real professional golfer could play with Jiang Ning.

In the process of abusing the ball, Jiang Ning gradually regained a sense of youth.

There were many students sitting on the edge of the podium. Some were talking and chatting, some were playing with their mobile phones, and some were watching Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong play table tennis.

Perhaps it was because they were new students and were not familiar with the school. Only Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong were playing in the empty rows of table tennis tables, which attracted a lot of attention.

Yu Wen and Shen Qing'e were very close to each other, and the table tennis table was seven or eight meters in front of them.

Seeing Xue Yuantong picking up the ball like a fool, Yu Wen was amused:

"Isn't this too stupid? You can't play table tennis but you still play? How could it be cut like this?"

In her eyes, Jiang Ning's playing skills were average, but Xue Yuantong's playing skills were so bad after being beaten like this.

Shen Qing'e didn't say anything. She had the same judgment in her heart. They looked anxiously. Xue Yuantong didn't win a game and kept picking up the ball.

The female classmate with short hair and a black sportswear next to her sneered after hearing this:

"What do you know? It's not that Xue Yuantong plays poorly, but that Jiang Ning plays so well. With his level, if he trains a little, he will definitely rank high in the municipal table tennis league!"

Yang Sheng's eyesight is not bad. Jiang Ning's movements and pace of playing are not standard, but his reaction speed is frightening. It is no exaggeration to call him a genius.

Shen Qing'e blurted out after hearing this: "Impossible!"

She and Jiang Ning came from the same town and went to middle school in the town. No one knew Jiang Ning better than her.

Although Jiang Ning was good at table tennis, he was only at the top of the class. The junior high school held a table tennis competition throughout the school, and Jiang Ning didn't even make it into the grade ranking.

The winner of their town's middle school went to the county competition, but also failed to get a place.

Jiang Ning wants to enter the municipal table tennis league. Are you kidding?

Absolutely impossible!

Shen Qing'e is well-educated and doesn't bother to argue with girls with short hair, but Yu Wen next to her is fiery and she knows who the girl with short hair is. Yang Sheng, who is in the same class, is usually carefree and a tomboy.

Yu Wen heard Yang Sheng's sarcasm and immediately said:

"Do you understand? Anyway, I think Xue Yuantong didn't play well and kept picking up the ball."

"I can beat her even if I go up." Yu Wen vowed, who doesn't know how to play table tennis?

Yang Sheng smiled: "I do understand. I was a sports student in junior high school. I broke more table tennis balls than you have ever seen."

Yu Wen ridiculed: "Who doesn't know how to brag? I even kicked a cart of footballs!"

Yang Sheng saw how stubborn she was, so he provoked:

"Do you dare to compete with Xue Yuantong? If you lose, you will work for me for a month. If you win, I will work for you."

"How about it?"

Class hygiene is usually done in groups, and it is their turn every week. Yang Sheng hates being on duty the most.

Yu Wen didn't frighten her at all. The coolies who came to her door were free of charge. Xue Yuantong, a rookie, she didn't just win easily.

Yu Wen got off the podium and walked towards Xue Yuantong.

Dong Qingfeng waved to her and shouted: "Come on Yu Wen!"

"Don't worry." Yu Wen replied with a smile.

Then, Dong Qingfeng saw Shen Qing'e's friendly gaze and was secretly happy.

Shen Qing'e is pretty, and many boys in the class have a crush on her, and Dong Qingfeng is no exception. Before pursuing a girl, establish a good relationship with her best friend first, and things will go much smoother in the future.

Dong Qingfeng saw this from the Internet.

The content of everyone's chats has long been noticed by Jiang Ning. Yang Sheng, this little girl, has some knowledge. As for Yu Wen, she is just here for abuse.

"Jiang Ning, lend me your racket so that Xue Yuantong and I can play a few games," Yu Wen said.

Jiang Ning was delighted with the beauty of adulthood and handed over the clap.

Xue Yuantong was previously obsessed with picking up the ball, and he was a little far away from the podium, so he didn't hear what Yu Wen and the others said. Now that he saw his opponent changed, he was still a little confused.

"You have fun with her." Jiang Ning smiled.

Xue Yuantong is actually unwilling to change. She wants to continue competing with Jiang Ning. She doesn't believe she can't beat him!

However, she has lost too many games in a row, and her touch is almost gone. She urgently needs to find her touch.

So, Xue Yuantong took the ball and faced Yu Wen. She concentrated on serving without any tricks, but just served an ordinary ball. Yu Wen easily caught the bouncing ball, feeling really good!

As a result, Xue Yuantong backhanded him so quickly that before Yu Wen could react, the table tennis ball passed by her.

Yang Sheng saw it in her eyes and her expression became much more solemn. At first, she didn't think Xue Yuantong was very strong because Xue Yuantong had been picking up the ball.

"Is it fake?" Yu Wen couldn't believe it, and she picked up the ball.

This time it was her turn to serve. She picked up the table tennis ball and also served an ordinary ball.

Then, and then nothing more, Yu Wen experienced the process of Xue Yuantong being beaten by Jiang Ning just now.

After losing more than ten goals in a row, Yu Wen no longer saw any hope of winning, so she had no choice but to return the racket.

She only felt her face burning, as if someone had slapped her with a ping-pong paddle.

Yang Sheng added fuel to the fire: "It's your duty next week!"

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