Chapter 9 Chapter 9 [Actually, there is no need to spread a disinfection net.] ...

When everyone in Class 10 saw that the last class in the morning schedule was Physical Education, they almost agreed that they would not be able to attend this class.

According to past experience, the physical education teacher would either have something urgent to do or suddenly fall ill, and then it would be either Zhang's math class, Cai Nun's Chinese class, or English class...

But the surprise came so suddenly!

After the preparatory bell rang, the expected main subject teacher did not appear at the classroom door. Instead, the physical education teacher, who was usually sick or busy, blew the whistle in the playground, and shouted with full energy to remind the students of Class 10 to hurry downstairs for physical education class!

“Oh~~~~~”

"Holy crap! Is this true?!"

"Is the PE teacher finally recovered?!"

This was the first physical education class since the start of the school year. The boiling screams in the classroom could almost blow the roof off. One of the students even did a somersault in excitement. The students went downstairs happily.

As Li Zhuo followed the crowd out of the classroom, he could still hear his classmates chattering about what they would do during the free time later.

Some of them wanted to go to the canteen to buy snacks, some wanted to go to the phone booth to call their families, some wanted to go back to the classroom to finish their homework, some wanted to go back to the dormitory to wash their hair, and some wanted to play basketball...

"I haven't played basketball in a while, remember to bring it!"

“The sun is shining brightly today…”

"How lucky! It's the last class!"

“…”

Unfortunately, this joy lasted less than five minutes.

…

…

Under the scorching sun, dozens of men and women stood in a square "tofu block" at the urging of the physical education teacher's whistle.

"Everyone! Attention! At ease!"

"Look to the right—"

After a few rounds of this, the tall physical education teacher asked everyone to run a few laps around the playground to warm up.

The positions of the standing team were the same as those for morning exercises every day. Li Zhuo was in the middle. In the past, every time they ran exercises, the students in front ran slowly and the students behind ran fast, so he was always stepped on the heels because he was sandwiched in the middle.

But I don’t know what happened recently, he hasn’t had his heels stepped on for a long time.

Li Zhuo was very happy.

I feel like everything he does has been going smoothly lately.

And outside the corridor of a high-rise building unknown to him, a figure was quietly watching him.

This individual had physical contact with 37 people last week and carries 43 types of germs on his hands. He must be isolated from my child...

Mo Liang's pupils were filled with data streams, which contained the images of Li Zhuo's classmates who had done homework with him before and after. The images were so detailed that one could see the stains between their fingernails, the human secretions on their cuffs, and the tiny food residues.

However, in an instant, although it seemed that nothing had changed, the distance between Li Zhuo and his classmates in front, behind, and on both sides of him had actually been infinitely lengthened.

Since the space is infinitely extended, there is naturally no such thing as stepping on his heels.

There's no need to spread a disinfection net.

The system muttered quietly.

[There's a tiny amount of dust in the air, but it won't actually have any impact on the mission objectives...]

Mo Liang turned a deaf ear and continued to do his own thing, recording Li Zhuo's breathing rate and heart rate while he was running, and at the same time testing his various physical indicators.

He ran too fast in the first lap, and his condition declined significantly in the second lap. Mo Liang even sensed his fatigue before Li Zhuo himself.

My child is tired...

I want to help him...

【●●！ 】

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This was Li Zhuo's first time taking a physical education class, and he was also a transfer student, so a small incident occurred.

After all the students in Class 10 jogged four laps around the playground, the physical education teacher finally blew the whistle to stop and asked everyone to stand in line again.

After standing at attention for a while, the teacher asked everyone to practice several sets of sit-ups in pairs according to the previous exam assignments.

As soon as he finished speaking, sighs and groans began to sound. Considering that some students had raised their hands to say that they were not feeling well during the previous running, this time the physical education teacher dismissed all of them without waiting for them to speak.

There was no other choice but to look for each other’s previous partners, and Li Zhuo’s problem arose at this time.

While other students quickly found their partners according to the formation from last semester, Li Zhuo's feet seemed to have taken root and he stood there motionless.

Perhaps mistaking him for the kind of student who wanted to slack off and not exercise, the PE teacher raised his voice a few notches: "Are you feeling unwell too?!"

Li Zhuo was too honest and had a natural awe of teachers. After keenly sensing the unhappiness in the physical education teacher's tone, he nervously pursed his dry lips.

"No, I'm...a transfer student."

"What?"

The physical education teacher didn't hear clearly at first.

"Teacher Zheng! Li Zhuo is a new student who just transferred here this semester. He doesn't have a partner..."

The person speaking was Li Zhuo's deskmate, Deng Yuliang. He raised his hand and said in a booming voice, "Our class used to have even numbers, but now that he's here, we have odd numbers. There's definitely going to be one person left."

The physical education teacher then took a serious look at Li Zhuo.

He teaches more than just ten classes, and he has few classes on a regular basis, so he cannot be familiar with every student in every class like other teachers of general subjects.

He couldn't even remember the dozens of original members of Class 10, let alone the new students who transferred in this semester, who certainly didn't catch his attention.

"Oh, I see..." He pondered for a few seconds and quickly came up with an idea. He looked at the members of Class 10 who had already found partners and asked, "Who among you is willing to partner with the new student?"

If no one is willing to change partners, the new student will have to have the physical education teacher as his partner.

The physical education teacher did not say the rest of the words, but Li Zhuo was still keenly aware of it.

He was not in a good mood. This feeling of being picked like goods was terrible. Every minute and every second seemed to be stretched infinitely.

[Expression scanning and recognition in progress——]

[Result: Nervousness, fear…]

Why is there fear?

Mo Liang still didn't understand the situation clearly.

The system has been through many mission worlds and is quite experienced in this kind of delicate scenario:

Perhaps being watched by so many people reminded him of some unpleasant memories, which made him nervous, and at the same time, he was also afraid that no one would choose him...

Hearing that he was just afraid that no one would choose him as a partner, Mo Liang immediately felt relieved.

【Is that all? 】

That's easy.

In his heart, his child is the best, how could there be no one to choose? He just needs to choose a partner for him with fewer bacteria on his body.

While Mo Liang was still selecting, Li Zhuo's deskmate spoke up, "Let me do it."

Deng Yuliang started to wink at him from a distance, and when he got closer, he patted his shoulder and said, "Don't count so fast later."

When Deng Yuliang passed by his former partner, the latter seemed reluctant to be with the physical education teacher and gave him a middle finger with his hand behind his back.

Deng Yuliang also sent a reply.

Li Zhuo, who witnessed everything, said, "That's not necessary. What if he doesn't want to play with you anymore?"

Deng Yuliang waved his hand nonchalantly: "Then let's not play. Don't worry, he's not the type to care. Last semester, when I was sick and took leave, he was partnered with Teacher Zheng..."

Li Zhuo was silent.

Sit-ups require one partner to lie on the mat with their knees bent and their hands tightly holding their head, while the other partner holds the former's ankles firmly and counts.

When the time is up, the two people exchange positions, and the one who pressed the ankles changes to lying on their backs. It is considered a complete set only when both people have finished.

The physical education teacher probably really wanted them to move around that day, so after the sit-ups, he started another set of physical training.

I saw that most of the class was over, but I still hadn't waited for the call for free time. Instead, I had to wait for it to run the last two laps.

After running the last two laps with sighs, there were less than ten minutes left before the end of get out of class. The physical education teacher standing at the front finally looked at his watch with satisfaction, picked up the whistle hanging around his neck and blew it loudly:

"Free movement, disband!"

The formation scattered like birds and beasts. Friends who got along well with each other didn't need to say anything. Just a glance and they consciously moved closer to each other like magnets, and walked towards the cafeteria while complaining or spitting.

Those small circles that are usually invisible now appear one after another and are clearly visible.

Deng Yuliang was intercepted by several other people on the way, so the lonely Li Zhuo was the first to leave the team. He did not go to the canteen, but sat down by the flower bed with his sore legs.

I remember that when he was still in Pingshan Village, he could walk on the steep mountain road with a bamboo backpack that was taller than himself, and he could carry two full buckets of water on the narrow path as if it were flat ground.

Regardless, life back then was much harder than it is now. The rich young man's life of the past two years had definitely degraded him considerably.

Li Zhuo murmured to himself:

“…I’m really getting lazier now.”

As soon as the words fell, a familiar voice came from behind: "I don't think so."

Li Zhuo turned around quickly, and after seeing the face clearly, his tone suddenly rose: "Teacher Mo?!"

The man sat down beside him quietly and without making any sound, hidden by the bushes, as if he had suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Teacher Mo, when did you come?"

Li Zhuo still couldn't believe it. He clearly remembered that he didn't hear any footsteps just now.

"Just now." Mo Liang moved closer to Li Zhuo, his eyes fixed on his legs, and he frowned tightly. "Does your leg hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, I was just a little sore after running, but it's much better now."

Teacher Mo across from him seemed unconvinced, his frown showing no sign of relaxing: "I can massage you a little bit at a time. I'll give you a massage after we finish eating."

“No, really no need…”

Li Zhuo recalled how, back in Pingshan Village, during the busy farming season each year, he'd have to juggle farm work and odd jobs. That was far more tiring than this. Even if he ached like his entire body was falling apart, he'd just sleep it off and be fine the next day.

The words were on the tip of his tongue but he swallowed them back.

No one wants to know about those bad things in the countryside. Even his biological parents don't want to hear him talk about the past over and over again. It's very annoying.

"I'm fine now, really."

Teacher Mo did not answer, but just looked at Li Zhuo deeply. The sound of his voice completely overlapped with the sudden ringing of the bell for the end of get out of class.

"get out of class is over, are you hungry now?"

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