Chapter 149 Extra: Daily Life
When you reach the third year of high school, even physical education classes become precious. The physical education teacher will not make things difficult for the students and will let them move freely during class. The boys played ball and games; apart from sports, the girls sat in groups of three or five on the playground chatting, and there were one or two young couples walking along the deserted grove.
Before Lin Qingyu came, Jiang Xing was either sleeping during physical education class or being dragged by the sports committee to play basketball. Now that Lin Qingyu is here, he wants to teach his wife how to play table tennis.
After Lin Qingyu came to the modern era, he learned that table tennis was a strong sport in his current country and most people, young and old, regardless of gender, knew a little about it. He felt that he needed to learn it.
When he was in Dayu, Lin Qingyu wore long clothes with wide sleeves and even walked slowly, let alone doing any exercise. But now, he has short hair and wears the same high school uniform as Jiang Xing. He holds a racket in his hand with his center of gravity lowered. His focused eyes and eyebrows are more handsome than the male protagonist in the hot-blooded sports animation.
Lin Qingyu's learning ability is not only reflected in books. Jiang Xing only taught him for ten minutes, but he was already able to fight Jiang Xing several times. It was just that because he was a novice, his movements were a little unfamiliar, and he often couldn't control his strength well. Jiang Xing treated himself as a sparring partner in the Novice Village. The direction and strength of the balls he hit to Lin Qingyu were just right. Receiving such a ball did not require running or judgment.
After dozens of times, Jiang Xing couldn't help but yawn. Lin Qingyu asked: "Can you fight seriously?"
Jiang Xing said innocently: "I am practicing with you seriously."
"You don't need to hold back. Just show your true strength."
Jiang Xing hesitated and said, "I have been playing table tennis for more than ten years. It's not good to compare my real strength with you who just learned it."
Lin Qingyu insisted: "I want you to take it."
Jiang Xing shrugged: "Okay." If he had the chance to show off in front of Lin Qingyu, why not do it.
So, Jiang Xing showed Lin Qingyu his backhand forward rush, up and down spin balls in turn. The positions were extremely tricky and the force was so great that people could not react at all.
After losing the ball several times in a row, Lin Qingyu could no longer bear it: "Jiang wake up."
Jiang Xing picked up the ball and dribbled it while trying not to laugh: "Didn't you ask me to show my strength?"
Lin Qingyu was silent for two seconds, and couldn't help but ask a soul-searching question: "Why does a man like you have a wife?"
Jiang Xing couldn't help laughing: "I need to ask you this, Qingyu. Why are you willing to marry me?"
Lin Qingyu is a competitive person. She was a little depressed that she couldn't beat her husband in basketball, but it didn't stop her from telling the truth: "Of course it's because I like you, otherwise I'm just bored?"
They were an old couple who had been married three times, but when Jiang Xing heard Lin Qingyu's words, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat. He walked around the table and came to Lin Qingyu, blocking their profiles with his racket, then lowered his head and gently touched Lin Qingyu's lips.
"I like you better."
At this moment, a wailing sound suddenly sounded on the basketball court. The two looked over and saw the boys who were playing basketball gathered in a group. Jiang Xing said: "The scream just now seemed to be the voice of the Sports Committee."
"Go and have a look."
The two came to the basketball court. The physical education teacher came over with the help of a boy, his face looked defeated and one of his arms hung awkwardly. Jiang Xing asked the boy: "What's wrong?"
"He accidentally hit his arm while playing basketball, and it seems to be dislocated." The boy said, "I'll take him to the infirmary."
The sports committee member, a boy who was almost 1.9 meters tall, had tears in his eyes and even acted like a play: "Your Majesty, I am afraid that I will not be able to serve you in the future..."
"It's too heavy." The boy was panting under the pressure of the physical education teacher and asked Jiang Xing for help, "How about Jiang Xing?" Jiang Xing and the physical education teacher were the only ones in the class who were of similar height.
Jiang Xing took over the physical education committee and heard Lin Qingyu say, "Wait a moment."
Jiang Xing blinked: "Do you want to?"
Lin Qingyu lifted up the sports committee member's arm: "Let me see."
The sports committee member said anxiously, “Stop looking at it…” Before he could finish his words, he suddenly yelled, “Fuck you!”
Lin Qingyu let go: "Okay, you try it."
The sports committee member was completely stunned and didn't dare to move: "Are you serious?"
Jiang Xing was quite confident in Doctor Lin's medical skills: "Just try it if I tell you to. You're talking too much nonsense."
The sports committee member tried to move his arm, and was surprised and happy, and a smile gradually bloomed: "It really doesn't hurt anymore!"
The boy next to him was shocked and asked, "Lin Qingyu can also correct dislocations?"
"Basic exercises, no 6." Jiang Xing added with a little pride, "He can also take the pulse."
The classmates exclaimed: "Wow, this is awesome!"
"Lin Qingyu, can you take my pulse? I've been having nosebleeds lately. I suspect I have a terminal illness."
"I want one too! I've been sleep deprived for three days straight!"
"Student Lin, can Chinese medicine cure baldness? I'm not asking for myself, I'm asking for my dad."
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After class, all the students in Class 7 returned to the classroom, and Lin Qingyu and Jiang Xing's desks were crowded with people. Jiang Xing was squeezed out, and as he watched his classmates sitting in their seats one by one, he extended his wrist to Lin Qingyu.
It was just a simple pulse diagnosis, and what could be seen was very limited. Lin Qingyu only picked out the basics and said:
"It's just a flare-up, don't panic."
"I noticed that you drank milk tea during evening study for three consecutive days. It tasted good. Don't drink it next time."
"Your baldness... your father's baldness is probably inherited. There's no cure. Give up."
The group of people were making a lot of noise and didn't disperse until the bell rang for class. Jiang Xing was finally able to sit back next to his wife. This class is a self-study class. Sometimes the teacher will use the class to explain the questions, and if there are no students, you can do the questions by yourself.
Jiang Xinghua spent three minutes finishing an English cloze test and felt exhausted. He looked up and saw his deskmate solving a big physics problem on electromagnetism. The look on her face as she drooped her long eyelashes in thought made him want to kiss her very much.
Jiang Xing restrained his desire and waited patiently for Lin Qingyu to figure out the answer. Lin Qingyu noticed the gaze coming from the side and said, "Speak."
Jiang Xing turned the pen and moved closer involuntarily: "I also want to be examined by Doctor Lin."
Lin Qingyu looked at Jiang Xing: "You are very healthy."
"No." Jiang Xing frowned. "To be honest, I've been feeling very anxious lately and have nightmares at night."
Lin Qingyu sneered, meaning: I don’t believe you at all. He slept with Jiang Xing every night. He knew how good Jiang Xing's sleep quality was. Even if Shen Huaishi sang loudly in the bathroom, he probably wouldn't wake Jiang Xing up.
Jiang Xing continued to pretend: "It's true, I didn't lie to you." Jiang Xing grabbed Lin Qingyu's hand and put it on his chest, "Queen, listen to my panic..."
Lin Qingyu was both angry and amused. In order not to disturb the students around him, he whispered: "That's enough - let go. How can you make trouble in class? How old are you?"
"How can this be called nonsense?" Jiang Xing said with a smile, "Aren't you a doctor? Doctors can cure diseases. If you are sick, you should go to a doctor."
At this moment, a bone-chilling voice came from the door: "Jiang Xing! Lin Qingyu!"
They both looked up. The head teacher was standing at the classroom door holding a bag, his eyes were as big as bells, and his laser-like gaze seemed to poke two holes in them.
"What are you two doing during study time?"
Lin Qingyu subconsciously said: "Study."
"How can you hold hands and study like this?!"
Jiang Xing said: "I am teaching him the technique of Lenz's law."
The head teacher bluntly exposed: "In the last monthly exam, Lin Qingyu scored two points higher than you in physics."
Jiang Xing knew he couldn't fool the teacher, so he simply admitted his mistake: "Teacher, I was wrong. I'm sorry."
The head teacher was so disappointed that he shook his head and said, "You two, come to my office after school."
Jiang Xing, who didn't want to implicate Lin Qingyu, stood up and tried to save the situation: "But teacher..."
"You are?" The head teacher knew the situation in the class very well. She had also heard about Jiang Xing declaring himself emperor in front of his classmates. "But what? But you are the emperor?"
Jiang Xing: “…”
Lin Qingyu: “…Heh.”
The head teacher said coldly: "Even the emperor would come to my office!"
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