Chapter 422 Feng Jue steps in

This class of Class 20 is also a physical education class. Most of the sports students on Wang Lingyu's school basketball team are in Class 20. At this moment, they are dribbling basketballs around the horizontal bar.

"That's right, listen to our Master Wang, go back to your classroom to study, why waste this time."

"Yes, yes, yes, let's go, you are a bunch of powerless chickens in Class 1, it doesn't matter whether you take the test or not. This sports still depends on our Class 20."

The school basketball team players next to Wang Lingyu saw Gu Yang and Zhu Di and others coming, and whispered in his ear, "Master Wang, Miss Zhu is here."

Zheng Yi next to him slowed down the action of dribbling basketballs in his hands, raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of Zhu Di.

Wang Lingyu followed the line of sight of his teammates and saw Zhu Di walking towards him. His breathing was slightly stagnant.

He hadn't seen Zhu Di for a while.

In the past, every afternoon when he played basketball on the court, Zhu Di would cheer him on from the stands and pass him water during his breaks. Even if he disliked her and ignored her, she would still smile and enjoy it.

But since Zhu Di broke up with him last time, he had never seen her again when he played basketball in the afternoon.

Once or twice, he could convince himself that Zhu Di was playing hard to get, but after a few weeks, it seemed that Zhu Di had completely withdrawn from his life.

He couldn't bring himself to win back Zhu Di, so he pretended to pass by Class 1 and looked at her through the window. He thought he could see her alone and sad, but he found that she was either concentrating on studying or playing around with Gu Yang and Lu Mao, laughing heartlessly.

Instead, he began to feel uncomfortable with life without Zhu Di chasing after him.

This realization made Wang Lingyu irritable and depressed, and made him want to attract Zhu Di's attention even more.

Wang Lingyu threw the basketball to his teammates, pulled aside a boy from Class 1 who was about to do pull-ups, then jumped up, grabbed the horizontal bar, and started doing pull-ups.

"Wuhu, Wang Shao is on the court!"

Wang Lingyu's teammates cheered and started counting in a very high-profile manner.

Wang Lingyu was fast at first and soon broke through ten. Although ten pull-ups are considered passing, few boys can do ten, not to mention Wang Lingyu who continued after ten.

Now it was hard for Zhu Di not to notice Wang Lingyu. As a sports committee member of the class, he was very dissatisfied with Wang Lingyu's group's behavior of praising him and criticizing the sports class. He sneered, "What's so good about being a sports specialty student being good at sports?" "

Twenty, twenty-one,... twenty-seven!"

"Young Master Wang is awesome!"

"See, this is the standard pull-up, twenty-seven in one minute, our Young Master Wang is still awesome!"

"Tsk tsk, can the total number of pull-ups of the boys in your class reach this number?" They

were all young and energetic boys, and they couldn't stand such naked provocation and sarcasm, and they were all red in anger.

But among them, even the boys who were on the scene, including the male sports committee, had been tested for pull-ups, and the most they could do was twelve.

Zhu Di was so angry, "Wang Lingyu, what's wrong with you today? Are you trying to make things difficult for our class?"

Wang Lingyu saw Zhu Di staring at him, and he became even more excited, "Zhu Di, are you really out of class? I think you nerds should just not participate in the school sports meeting, and go back to the classroom to do your homework."

Gu Yang frowned, "Wang Lingyu, then according to what you said, with your academic performance, you shouldn't take the college entrance examination."

Wang Lingyu got annoyed when he saw Gu Yang, "Who the hell is talking to you about the college entrance examination? I'm making it clear now, the sports class of class one is garbage! Anyone who disagrees, stand up and compete!"

Wang Lingyu pointed at the horizontal bar.

The whole place was silent.

At this time, Feng Jue, who was standing outside the crowd, came over, took off his coat, and shoved his cell phone in front of Gu Yang, "Sister, help me get it."

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Goodnight