"Haha..." A student in class 1 said to class 7, "Ladies first, it is only right, our class has a gentleman's demeanor and humanistic care."

Fang Duo crossed her hips, "Oh? I hear you mean this game doesn't count?"

"How does this count? If you really want to count, let another boy from your seventh class compete with Zhao Biao from our class again."

"Why do you compare again? Why do you decide everything in one class?"

The two classes quarreled again. At this time, the physical education teacher walked over slowly, "Hey, what's the quarrel!"

The scene was silent for a while, but no one was convinced, and continued to fight with their eyes. The middle of the two classes was thunder and lightning, swords and swords.

The physical education teacher put his hands behind his back and looked at Sheng Yangte with a friendly expression, "This classmate, what's your name?"

He knew about the other classmates, but this classmate, he looked at Miansheng, seemed to be a new transfer.

Also, how could he have not discovered such a good seedling for more than two years?

"Teacher, her name is Sheng Yang." Fang Duo's eyes sparkled.

"Oh, student Sheng Yang." The physical education teacher asked directly in front of everyone, "Are you interested in being a track and field student?"

Zhao Biao suddenly regained his strength at this time. Hearing the words, he was dumb for a while before saying, "Teacher, didn't you say that you can't transfer to track and field students in the middle of high school?"

The physical education teacher gave him a sideways look, "Special circumstances are naturally treated specially."

Then he looked at Sheng Yang, and smiled again, "Student Sheng Yang, you are really a good seedling in track and field. If you want, the teacher has the confidence to take you directly to the national team."

"Hey—" There was a sigh of relief at the scene, and then looked at Zhao Biao with unidentified eyes. Even Zhao Biao had only trained with the city team a few times, and the physical education teacher opened his mouth this time, saying that he wanted to Bring Sheng Yang into the national team.

national team! What's the meaning? It is equivalent to being among the best in the country.

Sheng Yue couldn't help but stand up, "Teacher, my cousin has never been involved in track and field. You wouldn't watch her run over Zhao Biao before..."

After hearing Sheng Yue's words, the first class immediately supported, "Yes, teacher, Zhao Biao let the water out just now."

"Do you think I'm stupid?" The physical education teacher pulled out a stopwatch from behind, "I timed all your runs just now, I'm a professional. And I see this classmate doesn't breathe much after running. Yes, she must have great potential."

"..."

Everyone looked at Zhao Biao in unison. He said that he released water just now, why didn't he explain it?

Zhao Biao's face turned pale, and his self-esteem was severely damaged. Facing the people who looked at them, he immediately retorted, "You can run, you can run!"

Damn, just like a monster.

The scene was so quiet that you could hear needles falling, and the look in Sheng Yang's eyes completely turned around, with unbelievable faces twisted and struggling.

Who said just now that people have developed brains and simple limbs?

The one with the best mood in the group is Zhao Sheng. He has long said that he should not underestimate others, and that he is greedy for beauty, hum!

Sheng Yue even looked at Sheng Yang with complicated eyes. In fact, she had already noticed that something was wrong, but she still insisted on saying that to the physical education teacher.

Just unwilling to occupy the whole heart.

She thought that Sheng Yang was inferior to her in everything, and even if Sheng Yang came back, she was the only jewel in the Sheng family's palm, and no one could take her status away.

But now, there is a strong sense of crisis, quietly climbing up, suffocating her.

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