Super A, I was marked by a bamboo horse

Originally, the playground was very quiet, only the principal was giving a long speech. As soon as Ning Bo's words came out, let alone the phalanx of Class 11, even Class 12 exploded with a buzzing sound.

Li Xiao almost lost his footing, fell on Xu Changxin, and said in a low voice, "I, did I get a sugar mine?"

Wu Xie widened his eyes, stared at Ning Bo, looked like a fool, and immediately said: "Report to the instructor, one person is responsible for the work, and I am late, so I should be fined to run alone, so as not to implicate others."

Hearing the two of them arguing, Instructor Ma glanced at them lightly: "15 laps per person."

Just when Wu Xie was about to continue talking, Ning Bo stopped him with a clear and audible voice: "Thank you, instructor."

Wu Xie stared at the sky speechlessly.

The voice of the physical education teacher came: "Everyone is there, stand at attention, rest, and look to the right!"

"Look forward!"

"Run for a walk!"

As soon as the run started, the whole school echoed with the shouts of the students: "Henghua Henghua, with unlimited potential, overwhelms Huaibei, overlooks Dizhong, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, outstanding people!"

Ning Bo: "..."

Wu Xie: "..."

Wu Gufen really dared to brag, and he didn't come over for a few days.The slogan before the exercise was actually changed to this.

Imperial University, Huaibei University, and Henghua University, although the battle for the championship between Imperial University and Huai University is in full swing, but Henghua University has always been ranked No. 3, neither top nor bottom.

The same is true for the status of Henghua Middle School.

Wu Gu is even more confident than the president of Huaibei University that his school will be number one in the country next year, and he also confidently believes that under his leadership, Hengzhong can surpass Emperor Zhongzhong and Huaizhong.

I have to say that it is good to have dreams.

Wu Xie really doesn't like running. Running isn't the most important thing. What's more important is that Wu Gufen specially emphasizes that when running and doing exercises, the queue should be aligned, and the front and back must be close to each other.

In order to do this well, the principal specially customized 1.5-meter bamboo sticks for each class according to the length of the square team.

It was just enough for a square team of 8864 people, but because there were two more people in Class 11, the column of Ning Bo and Wu Xie was replaced with 1.7-meter bamboo sticks.

Ning Bo was stunned.

He had never seen this kind of coquettish operation.

Wu Xie was running, holding the bamboo stick tightly with his right hand, like a jack, and he couldn't pull it: "Wen Zijie, I don't have a stick, give me some."

"It's not that I can give it alone if I want to." Wen Zijie who was running in front of Wu Xie was also very helpless.

If the steps are consistent, the bamboo sticks can easily be caught by a group of people.

But if the pace is disordered, the bamboo stick will not move at all.

For example, the bamboo sticks in Wu Xie's row can't be pulled at all. The bamboo sticks are like the needles of Dinghaishen weighing one hundred and eight thousand catties, and they can't be pulled at all in the hands of a row of people.

Wu Xie was very desperate, she was dragged away completely, and Ning Bo beside her was not much better.

The two of them are like passengers sitting on the back seat of a speeding motorcycle and can only hold on to the hem of the person in front for safety.

The third year is okay, after two weeks of training and running-in, the steps are consistent and neat, and the first-year students have not been trained. This is the first experiment. Running over, the shoes dropped all over the place, that scene, It was even more appalling.

Class 11 ran very steadily at the beginning, but because Ning Bo and Wu Xie had just transferred to another school and the other had just been expelled back to school, neither of them had practiced before.

"121, 121" The sports committee slowed down step by step, ran to Wu Xie, and said to Wu Xie, "Brother Xie, your footsteps are wrong."

Wu Xie couldn't keep up anymore, her footsteps became chaotic, and she stepped on Wen Zijie's shoes in front of her.

Wen Zijie howled in pain: "Brother, you made a wrong step, you almost stepped on my shoes."

"I'm sorry." Wu Xie jumped up and down to change steps.

"121, 121" the sports committee shouted from the side.

"How?" Wu Xie panicked.

"Jump, jump." The sports committee said, Wu Xie jumped.Successfully staggered the correct step, and missed another shot.

Sports Commission: "...121, left and right, left and right."

Wu Xie glanced at Ning Bo beside him, raised both arms at the same time, Ning Bo stepped on his right foot and Wu Xie stepped on his left foot, and finally the two walked in unison.

Wu Xie said happily: "Great! Finally the steps are the same!"

"What a fart! Who are you keeping pace with?" Instructor Ma came over cursing.

"Ning Bo." Wu Xie felt aggrieved.

"You don't look at the one in front of you, what are you looking at him for? Both of you are wrong." The instructor said angrily: "If you don't look at the front, back, left, and right, those who don't know will think you two are playing with three legs here!"

Ning Bo: "..."

Wu Xie: "..."

Cheerful laughter came from the extremely neat square team of Class 12 running behind, obviously amused by the two pendants behind Class 11.

"God of learning also makes mistakes?" Wu Xie's voice was cold.

"I'm not omnipotent." Ning Bo whispered.

After running half a lap, Wu Xie successfully achieved the achievement of stepping on Wen Zijie's shoes in front of him.

"Fuck, Wu Xie!"

Your teammate Wen Zijie quit the square team cursing and squatting on the outside of the playground to lift his shoes.

"Pay attention to the neatness of the square team." Instructor Ma looked at the two people who disturbed the class square team, his face turned green: "I'm going to the rostrum soon, there are leaders on the stage, don't embarrass me!"

The Sports Committee also worked hard: "121, left and right, 121."

on the rostrum.

A certain teacher A: "Recently, the third-year students in high school have been running very neatly. I think it won't be long before the bamboo poles can be removed."

Teacher B: "I think so too."

The sycophant physical education teacher and Ma Sikun, the deputy director of the Political and Education Department: "Thanks to Principal Wu, if it wasn't for Principal Wu, I would not have known that the students' morning exercises could run so neatly, don't you think so, Director Wen?"

Director Wen: "...Yes."

Director Wen didn't want to talk, and Director Wen didn't want to answer.

A certain teacher A thought in his heart: Flatterer.

A certain teacher B thought in his heart: Flatterer.

Ma Sikun didn't know what his colleagues were thinking, and continued to blow rainbow farts to Principal Wu: "Especially Class 11 of the second year of high school, under the leadership of Teacher Lin, the running exercises are the most neat, and we will definitely win the first prize in the running competition." !"

Lin Guoxing, who was standing on the stage watching, was full of anticipation. After all, there were many pairs of eyes staring at the son of the principal and the son of the director in his class. He must not make a fool of himself at this time.

When he said that class 11 had arrived, Lin Guoxing looked at the phalanx of his class happily.

He came in class 11, accompanied by loud slogans and falling shoes.

Especially sandwiched between Class 10 and Class 12's extremely neat phalanxes, the phalanx in which Class 11 jumps up and down from time to time and some people quit to lift their shoes is particularly conspicuous.

The smile in Lin Guoxing's eyes disappeared, and his face stiffened a little.

Principal Wu: "..."

Director Wen: "..."

A certain teacher A: "..."

Teacher B: "..."

Ma Sikun paused, facing the gazes of all the leaders on the rostrum, said: "... Anyway, the voice is loud, listen, the slogan of class 11 is so loud."

Before the word "loud and loud" was finished, it was submerged in the louder slogans of class 12.

Ma Sikun: "..."

Watching Wen Zijie put on his shoes to catch up with the upper team, Director Wen's face turned dark. As soon as Wen Zijie joined the team, Ning Bo withdrew from the team.

Seeing that there was no one around, Wu Xie couldn't take it anymore, and he also automatically quit the square team.

Wu Xie retreated to Ning Bo's side, and saw Ning Bo raised his fingers to loosen and tie his shoelaces.

Wu Xie wanted to applaud for a moment: "Ning Sanbai, you have a great move, you can pretend to tie your shoelaces, and you don't need to run, that's great."

While talking, he imitated the example, loosened the neatly tied shoelaces, and said while retying them: "What a coincidence, my shoelaces are also untied."

"... My shoelaces are really loose." Ning Bo explained.

"Coincidentally, me too." Wu Xie said.

Ning Bo: "..."

It's cool to make mistakes for a while, and it's always fun to make mistakes all the time.

When the two of them went down to tie their shoelaces, the class line was neatly cut like tofu cubes, but as soon as they entered, it disintegrated into a plate of loose sand jumping up and down.