After running 400 meters, both of them began to sweat.
Beads of sweat stuck the ends of his hair to his smooth forehead, and even the September wind couldn't blow them away.
"So what do you want as punishment?" Wei Lai subconsciously helped Qingting remove the strands of hair stuck on her forehead.
Qingting's eyes couldn't help but flicker. "How about doubling your training workload as punishment?"
"Uh, let's not do that." Wei Lai couldn't help but look embarrassed.
Imagination is always rich, but once it is implemented, only you know the hard work involved.
They started by running 400 meters as a warm-up, and they didn’t know what activities the teacher would arrange for them afterwards.
If it is doubled, it means that after class, Wei Lai will have to run at least 800 meters.
"I just took a peek at the teacher's class schedule. Next up is basketball shooting. If you miss, you have to do ten push-ups. And then after class, you have to run a lap." Qingting put her hands behind her back and looked at Wei Lai with anticipation.
Well, that means it’s not 800 meters, but 1,600 meters, and you have to shoot two basketballs. If you miss, you have to double the number of push-ups.
"Can we change the punishment?" Wei Lai glanced at the last few students who had not finished running. After they finished running, the physical education teacher would probably take them to the basketball court to practice shooting.
"Then you can choose the punishment you want to accept."
"I...wait a minute, this punishment is unfair. You might lose. You don't plan to train, so doubling the amount is meaningless." Wei Lai suddenly realized that he was being fooled by Qingting.
I have made some progress and am not as stupid as before.
"Then let's change the punishment." Qingting placed her index finger on her chin and thought for a moment. "How about this, if you lose, you have to make me laugh, and if I lose, I have to find a way to make you laugh. The deadline is today."
After hearing this, Wei Lai realized that Qingting, who usually loved to laugh, hadn't smiled since the beginning of the class.
"It's a deal."
Wei Lai agreed readily, saying that this was nothing compared to completing twice the amount of training.
After the two of them finished talking, the last few students finished running a lap, and the physical education teacher Zhang Lei blew the whistle hanging on his chest.
"Everyone who has finished running, come and gather together!"
As the words fell, the other students who were resting beside the track returned to Zhang Lei one after another.
After bringing the entire class to the basketball court, he casually pointed at two boys and said:
"You and me, come with me and get the basketball. Everyone else wait here."
Watching Qiang Ming and another strong boy being called away by Zhang Lei, Wei Lai looked up at the basket, wondering how he could shoot the ball in one go.
Compared to other balls, basketballs are harder and have a larger diameter. When they were in elementary school, Miaoluo rarely let them play with them, for fear that they would hit themselves or others and cause injuries.
However, she did teach them how to play in sixth grade, and Wei Lai still knew the basic moves.
But as with all sports, some of the details of the movements and the techniques of exerting force need to be understood and practiced by yourself.
When Zhang Lei brought Qiang Ming and the others back, there were two cars full of basketballs, just enough for each person to have a basketball.
After everyone got a basketball, Zhang Lei started teaching everyone how to shoot from scratch.
As Wei Lai watched his movements, an idea flashed in his mind and he used his own abilities.
All of Zhang Lei's actions within one minute were suddenly remembered in his mind, and when he recalled them carefully, he could still notice some details.
After demonstrating several times, Zhang Lei returned the basketball to the student closest to him.
"Everyone comes to shoot the ball, three times in total. After you make a shot, you go directly to the back of the line and the next person takes over. If you miss the shot, your three chances are up. If you still miss the shot, the girls will do ten sit-ups and the boys will do ten push-ups. After that, come back and continue."
After Zhang Lei finished speaking, everyone looked at each other. Many girls began to complain in a low voice. The boys did not complain, but their expressions became much more serious.
Ten push-ups are nothing, but if you can't make them, losing face is a big problem.
According to the queue order, after the first person walked to the basket, Zhang Lei walked straight to the side, started to take off the mat on the basketball cart, and threw it on the ground.
The team moved slowly. It was okay at the beginning. If they couldn't make the shot the first time, they would make it the second and third time. Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't seem that difficult after all.
But starting from the first person who failed to make the shot, many people began to panic, and many people failed to make the shot one after another.
More and more people started doing sit-ups and push-ups behind Zhang Lei.
In a blink of an eye, it was Qingting and Wei Lai's turn.
Qingting's first ball hit the basket, bounced twice, and finally fell into the basket, which invisibly put some pressure on Wei Lai.
Girls are less strong, so Miao Luo used to teach them to push the ball with both hands, but Wei Lai still prefers the standard shooting posture because it looks cooler and it is easier to control the direction of the basketball.
But reality hit him hard in the face. When the basketball was about to fall into the basket, it bounced in the basket and flew out again.
There is no other way, I can only use my ability.
After picking up the ball, Wei Lai focused all his attention on his hands, and at the same time, an idea came to his mind.
In anticipation, he changed his position slightly, holding the ball with his left hand, exerting force with his right hand, and then pushing the ball out.
The ball floated in the air for a while, then a gust of wind blew and it deviated from its original trajectory and fell into the basket.
I understand. You need to adjust your position and take action immediately, otherwise you will not be able to catch up with the wind.
After adjusting his position, Wei Lai immediately pushed the basketball out.
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