As soon as class started on Monday, Shi Mu was called to the gym.

Lao Huang was packing up the equipment inside and had polished the floor to a shine.

Hearing the footsteps, Lao Huang grunted and put the mop in the corner, "We have been training here for the past few weeks, Bei Ling will be here soon, wait a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, the footsteps approached.

Shi Mu turned around and saw the little girl's look of astonishment.

"Ah." She covered her mouth and screamed in surprise, Xing'er's eyes widened, "Shishishishi...Shi Mu." Her

ears were red, and her reaction was cute.

Shi Mu pursed his lips and held back a smile, "My name is Shi Mu, not Shishishishimu."

Bei Ling blinked, feeling uneasy.

Her look made Shi Mu's smile deepen. "Don't you know who to partner with me?"

Bei Ling shook her head, her hair brushing her fair cheeks. "I thought that Senior Shi Mu would definitely not participate in such a meaningless competition."

She came here out of helplessness. Class 1 had to pick a girl to participate in the competition, but most people hid away when they learned that their partner was a boy from Class 15. Besides, the radio gymnastics competition was really stupid...

Seeing that they were all unwilling, the teacher proposed a vote. Bei Ling had the most votes, so she had to participate. She never expected that she would be blessed in misfortune and get together with her idol.

Happy.

Joyful.

Delighted.

"Teacher Huang, which set of radio gymnastics are we going to dance?" Bei Ling showed her two small tiger teeth, with an active look in her eyes.

Old Huang thought for a moment, "Let's not do anything fancy, just do the ninth set."

Shi Mu thought about it in his head. The ninth set of radio gymnastics seemed to have been released in 2011. They had danced it then, but... the movements were a bit silly.

"You guys do it first and show me."

Old Huang turned on the music and sat on the side watching.

Bei Ling glanced at Shi Mu carefully and stood beside her shyly.

Familiar music sounded, and the preliminaries were marching on the spot. She straightened her body and looked forward, determined to march on the spot to the effect of the March of the Volunteers. Seeing that the "male god" was so serious, Bei Ling did not dare to be unserious and imitated her.