My roommate is finally back to normal

Tong Mo wanted to change the focus of the deflection, but Gao Boxin really didn't seem to want to continue discussing Zou Xiaomei's WeChat content.

It wasn't until Tong Mo slammed the phone away, obviously a little unhappy in his pocket, that Gao Boxin calmed down his awkward mood, but still said with a lack of interest: "Refer to what Chen Feng told me earlier. That apology is not difficult to understand."

"So this is Chen Siyu controlling her again?" Tong Mo frowned.

"Well, but now is not the time to deal with her." Gao Boxin grabbed his shoulders and turned Tong Mo to face the high jump mat not far ahead, "Your training time has been reduced by 10 minutes. Do you want to continue spending time here? Classmate Tong Xiaomo."

Tong Mo didn't bother to correct his address, and quickly turned off his phone, and put it on the grass together with the school uniform jacket he took off.

"I can start now." He said to Gao Boxin seriously.

What Gao Boxin first taught was not high jump, but running.

The few minutes he made Tong Mo run seemed not to see Tong Mo's speed, but to warm up.

After running for a while, Tong Mo felt that every part of his body was mobilized.

At first, he was worried that he would not be able to use his strength for the jump, but because Gao Boxin was not in a hurry to get to the point, he also relaxed a lot.

Gao Boxin waited for Tong Mo to finish warming up, and let him run 50 meters repeatedly.

Start from the starting line, turn back when you touch the finish line, and then return to the starting line.

From repeating once to repeating twice, increasing in turn.

Tong Mo hadn't even been able to go up the high jump mat during his day of training.

Tong Mo ran for half an hour and was obviously out of breath.

Gao Boxin bought a bottle of water for him to drink, and offered to take a 10-minute break.

Tong Mo stood on the spot holding the mineral water bottle to rest.

He didn't dare to sit on the cool chair beside him, because he always felt that once he sat down, his newly enriched motor cells would fade back again.

He even thought about not resting at all.

But he has no experience in sports, so he is willing to listen to Gao Boxin.

Gao Boxin stood at the side of the sports field and looked at Tong Mo quietly.

He could see that Tong Mo lacked exercise and his running breath was uneven, so he easily felt hard work.

He intends to slowly teach Tong Mo the breath during exercise and the control of running rhythm, step by step.

He doesn't think he needs Tong Mo to get the ranking in the sports meeting, but if Tong Mo wants to learn the high jump, he can let Tong Mo learn it thoroughly from scratch.

Although Tong Mo can't run fast, he is tall and tall, and he pays attention to holding his head up and chest out when running. His running posture is very beautiful, and the pictures are pleasing to the eye.

From the beginning of his training, he attracted a group of passing little girls, standing outside the sports field and chatting.

Gao Boxin looked around coldly, those little girls were probably from the first grade, and he didn't know any of them, so he couldn't make a sound to drive them away.

In addition to those little girls watching, Gao Boxin's special training for Tong Mo also attracted a coach from the sports department.

Gao Boxin thought for a while and walked towards the coach.

His original intention was to let the coach invite other irrelevant people out of the sports field. He should be able to reach a consensus with the coach without him being able to remind him.

But the coach greeted him enthusiastically as soon as he approached.

"I'm in charge of the high jump team. My surname is Chen." The coach first introduced himself.

Coach Chen graduated from college not long ago. He doesn't look much older than Gao Boxin, and he is a very talkative person.

On the contrary, Gao Boxin's attitude was much colder. He stood with Coach Chen for a while, but he still couldn't get into his main topic.

"I think the training method you adopted for that student is correct. For beginners, the difficulty of the high jump is definitely not the jumping up, but the correct run-up—" Coach Chen repeated this sentence.

"If you are interested, you can come and take a look during our high jump team training. Several members of our team can jump well, but I think your physical fitness is one of the best even in the high jump team." Chen The coach looked at Gao Boxin with admiration.

Gao Boxin kept looking at Tong Mo, completely ignoring Coach Chen's naked invitation.

"Sorry, I have to continue training with my classmate, excuse me." He left a sentence and walked towards Tong Mo.

After Tong Mo repeated running several times, Gao Boxin taught him to run in an arc.

"The run-up of the high jump is an arc run. The run-up is about 10 meters, from the straight to the arc under the pole, and then take off." Gao Baixin demonstrated it while talking.

Tong Mo's heart beat fast when he heard Gao Baixin say "jump", and he immediately looked up.

But Gao Boxin only demonstrated the arc running, but did not demonstrate the take-off.

He ran to the side of the mat and stopped abruptly, looking back at Tong Mo: "Is it done?"

"Yes." Tong Mo nodded, but he was still a little disappointed.

He ran around imitating Gao Boxin's demonstration just now, and stopped under the mat, turning his head to look at Gao Boxin.

It is clearly written in his eyes: I know it, please teach me the next step.

Gao Boxin looked at him for a while, and felt that the expectation in Tong Mo's eyes was a little obvious.

He walked over to Tong Mo, stood in front of Tong Mo, stretched out his hand and patted Tong Mo's shoulder: "You learn quickly, and your performance is basically standard. You are worthy of being a top student, and your learning ability is really strong."

Tong Mo nodded, he didn't really want to be humble at the moment, and continued to hint at Gao Boxin with his eyes.

Now that he knows everything, he should jump high.

He was really looking forward to seeing Gao Boxin's leaping figure again...

But Gao Boxin lowered his head and picked up Tong Mo's clothes and cell phone that had been placed on the grass.

"Let's go, we've practiced so far today, it's time to go home." Gao Boxin said.

Tong Mo: "?"

Gao Boxin walked a few steps, turned around and saw that Tong Mo hadn't followed, so he said, "Although I don't have tutoring today, I will still send you home, don't worry."

Tong Mo was not as happy as he had imagined, and after a while he replied in a sluggish way: "Oh..."

"Tired?" Gao Boxin walked towards the classroom, then looked back at Tong Mo.

"It's okay." Tong Mo shook his head.

He didn't feel too tired when he was running, but now he stopped and felt a little sore in his legs, but this should be a normal reaction, there is no need to talk about it.

Gao Boxin was obviously still worried, and looked back at Tong Mo's face every step of the way.

When he was running just now, Tong Mo's face was a little reddened by the heat of the exercise, but now his face returned to normal, and it seemed to be a little paler than usual.

After observing it several times, Gao Boxin felt that there was nothing wrong with Tong Mo's spirit, so he wanted to check Tong Mo's body temperature.

Tong Mo took a step back vigilantly and looked at him: "What are you doing?"

Gao Boxin originally wanted to touch Tong Mo's forehead, but when he saw Tong Mo's vigilant eyes, he didn't shy away from it, and directly took Tong Mo's hand and squeezed it.

Tong Mo was caught off guard, and watched Gao Boxin squeeze his hand for a while, and then gently put it down again.

"Hands are still so cold," Gao Boxin squeezed his hands, then leaned over to look at Tong Mo's face, "I just trained for an hour, didn't you sweat at all?"

Tong Mo lowered his hands, trying to appear as relaxed as possible, but his fingers were still clenched unconsciously.

He replied a little absent-mindedly: "Well, I usually have a hard time sweating."

"It's not good if you don't sweat. Doesn't that mean you can't detoxify?" Gao Boxin said.

Tong Mo continued to be absent-minded: "What kind of poison is detoxified?"

"How did I know, I also heard it on TV." Gao Boxin said, "I only sweat after a certain amount of exercise. You wouldn't—"

Gao Boxin asked a question, then reached out his hand familiarly, intending to hold Tong Mo's hand to check the temperature.

Tong Mo quickly pulled out his hand and quickly carried it behind his back.

"Sweating?" Gao Boxin was a little surprised, rubbed his fingers to confirm that there was a trace of sweat in Tong Mo's palm just now, "Why are you sweating now?"

"You think you are a doctor, can you still feel the pulse?" Tong Mo said angrily.

"No, I just wanted to..."

Gao Boxin was stuck for a while, but still couldn't find a suitable reason, so he could only cough twice and just get away with it.

Tong Mo followed Gao Boxin back to the classroom, and the two took their schoolbags and went straight to the bicycle shed downstairs.

It was already late, and it must be too late to go home to cook, so Tong Mo planned to invite Gao Boxin to dinner near the school.

He turned on his phone and sent a message to Uncle Lin first.

If he had to participate in training after school every day before the sports meeting, then the vegetables that Uncle Lin bought for them in advance might not be needed, and he had to ask Uncle Lin to suspend grocery shopping.

When Tong Mo sent messages, there were new notifications popping up all the time. He opened the family group and replied to those elders in the group who had sent him private messages several times: -Recently, school will be late, But it can guarantee safety, don't worry, my Uncle Lin called him immediately after receiving his news.

Tong Mo sat on Gao Boxin's bicycle and repeated to Uncle Lin what he had just replied in the group.

He didn't intend to let Uncle Lin know about the sports meeting.

There are some things that he can be sure that he can control, but there are always many risks in the eyes of the elders.

There's no need for him to let something that's already done add to their worries.

"You have worked hard these few days to help me train, so let me treat you to dinner."

Tong Mo took Gao Boxin into a restaurant, sat at the dining table and said something to Gao Boxin.

Gao Boxin didn't shirk it either, he had to go home to do his homework after helping Tong Mo in training, and he had to do some housework at home by himself, so there was no need to go to Tong Mo's house to cook.

Moreover, he felt that he should have already filled up the points for cooking, and the rest can be handed over to sports for extra points.

Tong Mo and Gao Boxin reached a consensus, and successfully comforted their elders.

At this point, there is no obstacle to the high jump training, and Tong Mo feels that he can happily complete a small goal he set the next day

Reach a height of 1.7 meters in the high jump.

When Gao Boxin demonstrated in physical education class before, he clearly heard that the physical education teacher set Gao Boxin's height as 1.8 meters [-], which should be exactly Gao Boxin's current height.

At that time, Gao Boxin easily crossed the bar.

He is a few centimeters shorter than Gao Boxin. The height of 1.7 meters should be a more appropriate goal for him as a beginner, and he is confident that he can reach this goal within two weeks.

But Tong Mo did not expect that after Gao Boxin demonstrated the high jump take-off for him a few times, he moved the height of the crossbar down by tens of centimeters, and then asked him to stand in front of the mat for practice.

Tong Mo looked down at the position of the crossbar, then stood over and compared the height of the crossbar.

He looked at Gao Boxin with some disbelief: "1.6 meters?"

This height is not much higher than the hurdles, and he wonders if Gao Boxin misread the scale line.

But Gao Boxin nodded seriously: "Well, it's your first jump, let's set a small goal for you first."

It's also a small goal, why is there such a big difference between his and Gao Boxin's goals?

But Tong Mo respected Gao Boxin's decision based on the principle that "Gao Boxin is the coach now, what he said is right".

He was just a little unwilling to give up, so he asked one more question: "If I am proficient, how high can I raise the crossbar?"

"1.6 meters five." Gao Boxin said without thinking.

Tong Mo: "?"

Gao Boxin glanced at Tong Mo, and said, "It can only be up to 1.7 meters, no higher."

Tong Mo: ...you don't have to be so unconfident in me, you can take it for granted.

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感谢在2021-01-1200:00:00~2021-01-1219:35:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Please don't trick me! 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Please don't cheat me! 6 bottles; 1 bottle from the Civil Affairs Bureau; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!