"Who are you kidding?" Xia Xi didn't believe it and didn't even look at it.

"Look for yourself." Zhao Lei tilted her face, "I'd be lying to you if I were a puppy."

"Is this true?" Xia Xi was lying on a sponge mat at the edge, and while talking, he tilted his head and looked to the right.

Zhao Lei hadn't lied to her. It was really Xu Yanfeng, wearing a black sportswear and holding a bottle of water. He was surrounded by several boys, not his roommates. One of them, she had seen at the golf course before, seemed to be called Fu Li.

Xia Xi acted faster than he thought, climbed up from the sponge mat, and rushed to Xu Yanfeng.

Fu Li was talking about things in the company. He and Xu Yanfeng had both been training in their own company before graduation, and they would always talk about work when they got together. Suddenly, a figure flashed before his eyes, and Fu Li was stuck in what he was about to say.

Zhao Lei, who was squatting next to the sponge mat, tilted her head and saw with her own eyes that Xia Xi blocked Xu Yanfeng's way, pointed in this direction and said something. Xu Yanfeng handed the water in his hand to the boy next to him, asked him to help hold it, and then followed Xia Xi over.

Zhao Lei: “???”

Xia Xi hurried back to the sponge mat a few steps ahead of Xu Yanfeng, grabbed Zhao Lei's arm, and restrained his excitement. He lowered his voice to the lowest point and quickly said to her, "I lied to Xu Yanfeng that your hand was injured, and there was no one to stretch my legs, so I asked him for help."

Is this even possible? Zhao Lei looked stunned.

"He believed it?" Zhao Lei asked in confusion.

"He believed it." Xia Xi confirmed.

Zhao Lei swallowed her saliva. She was becoming more and more confused about this world.

Xia Xi actually used such a clumsy lie to deceive Xu Yanfeng, who has an extraordinary IQ?

Xu Yanfeng walked closer, and Xia Xi turned her back to him and winked at Zhao Lei frantically, hinting that she should not reveal the truth.

A crack appeared in Zhao Lei's dull expression, so now she had to cooperate with Xia Xi's lie and act out an injured hand. The question was...how to act an injured hand?

She thought of the TV series she had watched, raised her arm, and made a 90-degree angle between her upper arm and forearm. She swung her forearm in the air for a few times and stammered her lines: "Indeed, I really can't exert any strength at all. Please, Senior Xu."

“…”

Xia Xi's eyes darkened and she said, "Sister, you've overacted."

Is that a hand injury? It's a broken hand, right?

She was too embarrassed to look at Xu Yanfeng, fearing that he would look at her as if she were mentally retarded.

The teacher blew a whistle to urge everyone on. Xia Xi's nerves tensed up, and she didn't care about how fake the play was. She grabbed Xu Yanfeng's sleeve and begged pitifully, "Help me, please, please."

"Student, are you ready? The time has begun." The teacher looked at Xia Xi and raised the stopwatch in his hand.

Xia Xi quickly lay down on the sponge mat, tilted her head and stared at Xu Yanfeng eagerly, really afraid that he would turn around and leave at this time.

Xu Yanfeng didn't leave. He knelt down on one knee and helped her press her legs.

Oh my god!

Zhao Lei covered her mouth, her face flushing. The boys waiting for Xu Yanfeng were stunned, unable to believe what was happening. The girls in Xia Xi's class stared wide-eyed as well. Even the girls lying on the foam mats, ready to do sit-ups, were watching intently, oblivious to the event.

What is going on?

Can someone come and talk to me?

Xu Yanfeng and Xia Xi, they... when did this happen!

Xia Xi, who had never known what "blushing" meant for a thousand years, had two blushes on her cheeks under Xu Yanfeng's gaze. Before the test even started, her heartbeat was already speeding up and her brain was becoming congested. How could this be possible?

Could Xu Yanfeng please stop looking at her like that? The posture they were in was too suggestive, and some unhealthy thoughts would really pop up in her mind.

Xia Xi realized that he was asking for trouble and seeking his own death.

How can she do sit-ups like this?

She can't do it!

She's going crazy!

Why did Xu Yanfeng act out of the ordinary? Why did he agree to her rude and ridiculous request? Was he the crazy one, her or him? Why did she think he was crazy?

There was someone messing around nearby, so Zhao Lei repeated her boast: "Xixi, you just said that if Senior Xu stretches your legs, you can do a hundred in a minute."

Xia Xi saw Xu Yanfeng's eyebrows twitch.

As the whistle sounded again, Xia Xi's mind went numb, with only one thought left - the whistle had been blown out, even if he couldn't complete a hundred, at least the result couldn't be too bad.

Her face flushed, her hands crossed behind her head, her abdomen tense, and she repeated the movements of lying down and standing up.

One minute sounds short, but it feels so long when doing sit-ups. Xia Xi's face turned red like a rotten tomato, sweat was hanging on her face, and her eyes kept avoiding Xu Yanfeng.

Xia Xi, who was fearless, finally gave in.

"Time's up—"

The teacher blew the whistle and started the stopwatch. Xia Xi forced herself to finish the last one. She grabbed Xu Yanfeng's arm to get up, otherwise she would have collapsed in the middle of the exercise.

The League Secretary cooperated with the teacher, holding a booklet and listening to the number of students who helped stretch their legs, and recorded them one by one.

Xu Yanfeng stood up. Xia Xi was really exhausted and lay on the sponge mat in a spread-eagle position. The ponytail she had tied in the morning was a little loose, and her hair was scattered on her cheeks and neck.

She asked Xu Yanfeng: "How many did I make?"

Xu Yanfeng replied: "Not counting the last one, there are 42."

Xia Xi was dissatisfied. He pounded his fist on the sponge pad beside him and said with a gasp, "Why doesn't the last one count?"

The League Secretary came over, looked at Xu Yanfeng, and asked about Xia Xi's score. Xu Yanfeng counted: "43." At someone's request, the last one that didn't meet the standard was also included in her count.

Xia Xi immediately put away her dissatisfied expression, curved her lips into a sweet smile, and climbed up with her hands on the sponge mat. Her breathing was still a little rapid, but much better than before. She put her hands behind her back, walked over to Xu Yanfeng, looked up at him, and thanked him seriously: "Thank you for helping me stretch my legs."

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