Transmigrating as the Younger Sister of a Bigshot with Multiple Identities

This class of Class 20 is also a physical education class. Most of the students with Wang Lingyu’s basketball team’s sports talents are in Class 20. At this moment, they were shooting basketballs and gathering around the horizontal bar.

"That's right, listen to our Master Wang and go back to your classroom to study. What are you doing to waste this time?"

"That's right, that's right, let's go quickly. You guys from class 1 have nothing to do with their help. It doesn't make any difference if anything happens. We still have to look at class 20 for this sport."

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

Next to him, Zheng Yi slowed down his shooting of the basketball and raised his eyes to look in Zhu Di's direction.

Wang Lingyu followed the line of sight of the team members and saw Zhu Di walking in his direction, his breathing stagnated slightly.

He hasn't seen Zhu Di for a while.

In the past, whenever he played basketball on the court every afternoon, Zhu Di would cheer him on in the stands and give him water when he was resting. Even if he disliked her and ignored her, she would always smile and enjoy it.

But since Zhu Di broke up with him last time, he never saw her again while playing basketball in the afternoon.

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convince himself that Zhu Di was playing hard to get, but as a few weeks passed, it seemed as if Zhu Di had really withdrawn from his life completely.

He couldn't save the dignity to save Zhu Di. During this period, he pretended to pass by a class and looked at her through the window. He thought he would see her alone and sad, but he found that she, Gu Yang, Lu Mao and the others were either focused on studying or laughing. They were joking and laughing heartlessly.

On the contrary, he started to feel uncomfortable adapting to life without Zhu Di chasing after him.

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

Wang Lingyu threw the basketball towards 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 to do pull-ups.

"Wuhu, Mr. Wang is here!"

Wang Lingyu's teammates immediately cheered and started counting in a high-key manner.

Wang Lingyu did it quickly and quickly broke through ten. Although he passed ten pull-ups, few boys could do ten, let alone Wang Lingyu who continued after completing ten.

Now it was difficult for Zhu Di not to notice Wang Lingyu. As a sports committee member of the first class, he was very dissatisfied with Wang Lingyu's group of people's behavior of praising him and stepping down on the first class sports. He sneered lightly, "Sports specializes in sports. What's there to show off?" of."

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

"Young Master Wang is awesome!"

"Did you see, this is the standard pull-up, twenty-seven in one minute, and we, Mr. Wang, must be the best!"

"Tsk, tsk, does your class of boys have this number of pull-ups in total?"

They were all young and energetic boys. They couldn't bear hearing such naked provocation and sarcasm. They all turned red with anger.

But it happened that among them, even the boys including the male sports committee members had taken the pull-up test, and the maximum number was twelve.

Zhu Di was so angry, "Wang Lingyu, what are you doing today? Are you deliberately trying to get in trouble with us?"

Seeing Zhu Di staring at him, Wang Lingyu became even more excited, "Zhu Di, isn't there really no one in your class? I think you nerds should just stop participating in the school sports meeting and go back to the classroom to answer your questions."

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

Wang Lingyu became irritated when he saw Gu Yang, "Who are you talking about the college entrance examination? I'm going to tell you right now, this whole sports class is rubbish! If you don't accept it, stand up and compete!"

Wang Lingyu pointed to the horizontal bar.

There was silence.

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

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Good night