"Swing your arms."
"One, two, one, one, two, one, left, left, left."
Tang Yizhuo held up a loudspeaker and directed the students who were marching in formation.
He was holding a long spoon in his hand, which he used to mark lines on the playground. He was carrying it on his shoulder. At first glance, it looked a bit like Zhu Bajie's rake.
Cong Nian and He Sui are the people on the far right of the first and fifth rows respectively.
There were three people between them, but this did not affect He Sui's view of his little girl.
Because he is tall.
The track and the lawn were both wet, and your trouser legs would get soaked after just a few steps on the lawn.
Tang Yizhou honked his horn, revealing his large white teeth, his expression somewhat beaming with joy.
"Your teacher, Ms. Chen, will be here soon to see how you're doing. Practice well! Let her see the spirit and energy of our class."
Logically speaking, the training for the opening ceremony of the sports meeting is not the responsibility of the physical education teacher, but the class teacher. After all, a physical education teacher may be in charge of three, four or even more classes.
And now most of the physical education teachers are busy placing various signs on the playground, jumping over hurdles, or checking the equipment to be used in tomorrow's sports meeting and pushing them to the corresponding positions on the playground.
But there is always some young man who never misses any opportunity to show himself in front of the person he likes, and takes special care of the students in Class 4.
I would even stop drawing lines to help them train.
Yu Xinghe and a few girls rehearsed all the dance moves in front of the platform under the national flag.
Several girls were as light as swallows, and their bodies were twisting and turning in a graceful manner, dancing a traditional Chinese style dance.
"Put a little more strength in your arms. I'm going to wear Hanfu tomorrow, and I won't be able to swing my sleeves with such weak strength."
"Yes, that's it. Come on, sisters."
This is their class's special talent show. After the large formation walks over, they will briefly perform for more than a minute.
In other corners of the playground, some classes were practicing martial arts, and some were practicing chorus.
The atmosphere on the wet playground was high.
"Come on! Raise your arms a little higher. One, two, one, two, one, keep a steady pace."
Tang Yizhuo shouted at the top of his voice, his brows furrowed as he looked intently at the tall boy in the last row.
He was talking to the boy next to him in a playful manner. Both of them were laughing so hard that they were bent over, which was completely inconsistent with the orderly footsteps around them.
After briefly bringing Chen Yanke into the picture, Tang Yizhou laughed out loud.
"Geng Feiyu, didn't you notice that your arms are pointing in the opposite direction to everyone else's?"
"How dare you laugh so loudly! You're so embarrassed!"
“Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.”
Everyone couldn't help laughing.
Cong Nian turned around and looked back, and her crescent-shaped eyes just met He Sui's gaze.
He Sui raised an eyebrow at her.
The little girl's eyes widened and she turned her head away from him.
Geng Feiyu adjusted his movements and, with the advantage of altitude, he spotted the person who had just entered the playground.
"Teacher Chen is here!"
He shouted as if he saw his savior.
Tang Yizhou smiled disdainfully and took a few steps towards Geng Feiyu. Several students had just said this, and Chen Yanke didn't come at all.
"Do you think I'll believe it again? Hurry up and practice hard!"
Student Geng Feiyu feels wronged. Why do the teachers never believe what he says?
"Teacher Tang, I'm telling the truth! Teacher Chen is really here!"
"Go, go, go. If you don't practice well, I'll punish you later."
Tang Yizhou obviously didn't believe it.
Just as the team reached the starting point of the runway, where a line needed to be drawn, Tang Yizhuo scooped a spoonful of white powder from the bucket in his hand and sprinkled it on the ground.
However, his skills were limited, and the white lines on the track were drawn crookedly.
"Hello, Teacher Chen!"
The students of Class 4 shouted in unison, and at some point they began to march in square formation with their heads held high.
Tang Yizhou didn't even raise his head.
After the students walked over, they deepened the lines they had just drawn.
"I see you're all movie stars. Haven't you heard the story of the boy who cried wolf?"
He shook the spoon in his hand, and some white powder floated in the air. Tang Yizhuo jumped to the side to avoid it.
"If you don't know, I can tell you. Once upon a time, there was a... Oh! Isn't this Teacher Chen?"
When I looked up, I saw Chen Yanke approaching and greeting the students with a smile on her face.
Not only women can change their minds faster than turning the pages of a book, but Tang Yizhuo can do the same.
He quickly put down the work in his hands and ran over happily with a long spoon in his hand.
"Teacher Chen, are you done?"
She stood aside obediently and waited until Chen Yanke finished talking to the students before speaking.
It was difficult to see the blush on his face due to his dark tanned skin. His big white teeth were particularly noticeable as they dangled back and forth, and his uneasy expression revealed his nervousness.
The smile on his lips was as beautiful as a flower, and he glanced at her from time to time.
Chen Yanke smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Tang."
Her eyes rested on his cheek and she blinked.
"No, no, it's what I should do."
Tang Yizhou felt even more embarrassed. A grown man actually started to act timid.
He scratched his face lightly with his fingers before mustering up the courage to meet her gaze.
"Teacher Tang, you..."
Chen Yanke walked closer and raised her slender hand.
Tang Yizhou was extremely nervous, his body stiff and he dared not move.
She, she is going to...
Oh no, the students are still here! How can this be so embarrassing!
"Teacher Chen, yes, why don't we go... go somewhere else..."
He stammered and couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Chen Yanke's hand had already touched his face and was rubbing it gently.
“…”
Soft fingertips caressed his face, which was a little rough from the wind and sun, and Tang Yizhou's heart beat fast.
I dared not move at all, wishing time would stop at this moment.
All the people and things around him seemed to be moving away from him. His hand holding the long spoon was shaking like a sieve, and a lot of white powder leaked out and sprinkled on his shoes.
But he didn't notice anything.
The joy in my heart clamored to be released.
He felt that he had suddenly lost the ability to speak and forgot that he was on the playground.
"Oh~ Teacher Tang is blushing~"
The students were making noises and giggling with their hands covering their mouths.
"No, don't talk nonsense."
Tang Yizhou glared at the students, his ears turned red and he almost bit his tongue.
"Chen, Teacher Chen..."
Her smile was so gentle and her expression was so serious.
Chen Yanke raised her hand in front of him, with a little white powder remaining on her fingertips.
Tang Yizhou stared blankly.
She has a sweet voice and clear pronunciation:
"Just now, there was dust on your face."
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