[Quick Transmigration] Lord God is not happy

As we all know, the essence of radio gymnastics lies in BGM.

Naturally, the main god would not read the content of "one, two, three, four" by himself.

He just put on a serious face and began to do the stretching exercises in the first session.

Because his expression was too solemn, his movements were too natural and proficient, coupled with his good stature and good looks, almost no one noticed that his movements were very similar to radio gymnastics.

They only thought it was some kind of Tai Chi or something.

Everyone took it seriously.

Lu Mingzhou saw it.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise. This set of radio gymnastics has not yet started to be promoted, and it is just a trial within their military region.

From this point of view, this child... There must be elders in his family who are inside their military region.

No wonder it exudes a kind of hereditary aristocratic military temperament from inside to outside.

It's a good seedling, Lu Mingzhou made a conclusion.

He decided to observe this classmate named Tianshen more during this time.

When the main god reached the fourth quarter, some students finally noticed something was wrong.

"What that classmate did, do you think it's a bit, a bit like radio gymnastics?" Some students whispered uncertainly.

It seemed that the chatterbox had been opened, and everyone was talking about it.

"Do you think so too? Me too..."

"It's really a bit similar, but it doesn't feel the same as what we learned in junior high school. Hey, I thought I could see some difficult movements."

"It doesn't matter, even if it's radio gymnastics, Tianshen's performance is very eye-catching and beautiful!"

"Didn't people just say that there is no talent show, it's all instructors, and they just let people perform."

"It's over, I'm going to be fascinated by classmate Tianshen's radio gymnastics."

"Look at his hands, they are so beautiful, ah, and have a figure, too young!"

"If our future leading gymnastics students grow up to be like Cheng Tianshen, I will definitely learn quickly."

"Cut, it's radio gymnastics, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?"

Instructor Zhang also had a similar experience. He had not yet reached the official position of chief instructor, had never been to the interior of the military area, and had never seen this set of radio gymnastics.

He impatiently yelled at the students who were discussing to be quiet, and then he said to the Lord jokingly: "Are you performing radio gymnastics? I thought you would at least give us a punch." on."

The main god stopped his movements, and asked in confusion: "You guys, want to see boxing?"

Instructor Zhang sighed, wondering if there was something to be done, and immediately shouted loudly: "Students, do you want to watch boxing?"

The students responded enthusiastically and quickly: "I want to!"

Instructor Zhang shook his head and asked sarcastically, "Can you punch? Student Tianshen."

"Yes." The Lord God blinked nonchalantly, and said indifferently and honestly, "But, there's nothing to see."

038 is also a little distressed, there is no suitable boxing method in its system storage for the time being.

The resources it downloads are all free resources, and there are no unique cheats, except for the full set of radio gymnastics from the first set to No. 20, which are some fitness boxing methods such as military boxing.

Instructor Zhang sneered and said aggressively, "You don't dare, do you?"

"It's not up to you whether it looks good or not, just show off if you have talent." Lu Mingzhou stood next to Instructor Zhang at some point, encouragingly.

Lord God: "...Okay." He picked the shortest basic segment, so no abnormalities should be found.

The main god is not very good at bare hands, when he practices martial arts, he always likes to use weapons.

But that is relative to the gods in the domain of the gods.

The main god took two steps across, swung his posture, moved his elbows back, and then, extremely fast, crossed his hands and wiped forward.

His hand was so fast that nothing but an afterimage remained.

It seemed as if there were two sharp cracking sounds that burst open in the air.

The Lord God calmly put down his hands, and seeing that everyone was silent, he waited quietly for three seconds, and then asked in puzzlement, "I can go down now?"

His words stirred the silent pool.

The lips under the brim of Lu Mingzhou's hat hooked up with interest, and he took the lead in clapping his hands lightly: "The sky is deep, isn't it? I'm in good health. Can I ask your father's name?"

Father?What's the meaning?

038: "He's asking your father's name."

Of course, the main god will not say the name of Tiandao.

"No." He refused directly and mercilessly.

Instructor Zhang raised his eyebrows when he saw that he dared to insult the chief instructor, and started the training again.

Lu Mingzhou glared at him secretly, and said coldly with his mouth: "Shut up."

Instructor Zhang couldn't believe it: "..."

"Don't want to say it? It's okay," Lu Mingzhou said affirmatively, "The training intensity here is too easy for you."

"Yes." The Lord God didn't shy away, and directly expressed his dislike, "I can't understand what's the point of standing under the sun and doing nothing."

"Huh?!" Instructor Zhang lost his temper again, and said loudly, "It's meaningless? Exercise is meaningless? How many of you young people have come out to see the sun? Isn't it for your own good?"

Lu Mingzhou frowned at him.

Instructor Zhang consciously shut up, hummed and walked to the other side.

Lu Mingzhou has always been cold and harsh in front of outsiders, but his patience and temper with Tianshen today made Instructor Zhang jealous.

"To you, it really doesn't mean anything." Lu Mingzhou said, "The guard of honor will come to recruit new players in the afternoon. I think you are quite suitable, so remember to sign up."

Before the main god could refuse, he first opened his mouth to seduce: "Joining the guard of honor will rarely let you do training in military posture, and you can also touch guns and shoot targets. There are many benefits."

gun?

038 called up a few pictures and explained: "This is a kind of thermal weapon of human beings."

The main god used to practice cold weapons, and had never touched human weapons.

He had the slightest interest.

Especially without having to do too much military posture training that doesn't mean much to him.

The Lord God agreed, raised his chin in a "noble" manner, and said, "Okay."

Before the recruiting team from the guard of honor arrived, Class One (11) of Senior High was shocked by Tianshen's strength.

This newly transferred classmate looked thin and delicate, but his physical fitness completely abused all of them.

There are four sports students in Class [-], and there is a freak who is not a sports student but has physical fitness comparable to a special soldier—Tian Shen.

During the break of military training, Instructor Zhang organized them to wrestle their arms.

Instructor Zhang yelled loudly: "Whoever wins can go to rest under the tree for half an hour when everyone is training."

The Lord God doesn't like too much physical contact, especially with strangers.

Instructor Zhang paid special attention to him, and was the first to pull him near the stone table.

The Lord God frowned slightly.

Instructor Zhang felt cold.

Instructor Zhang didn't take it seriously, and waved his hands to call for other sports students to come up: "Come on, come on, show this arrogant little man a little color, don't you end up no better than a non-sports student."

The main god is not a small man.

His height simulates the average human height, which is 175CM, and will continue to grow taller with age.

It's just a little bit shorter than the 180cm and above in the class.

This Instructor Zhang is about the same height as him.

The main god has already started to get tired of Instructor Zhang.

"Then you are still an instructor." He imitated instructor Zhang's tone expressionlessly, "You should be better than them, I want to compare with you."

Instructor Zhang's smile froze a little.

"Compared to me?" Instructor Zhang felt a little guilty for a moment when he thought of Tianshen's lightning-fast speed.

"Yes." The Lord God emphasized his tone, imitating Instructor Zhang's previous words, "You don't dare, do you?"

"There's nothing you dare to do." Instructor Zhang was stimulated. He rolled up his sleeves, put his hands on the table, and said, "Come on!"

Instructor Zhang held the Lord God's hand, delicate and delicate, smooth and soft, not as if... had been practiced.

He felt a little relieved.

Instructor Zhang soon realized that he seemed to feel relieved too early.

The main god's expression was as calm and breezy as ever, aloof and dignified, and he didn't even twitch his eyebrows.

Instructor Zhang tried his best, his face was flushed, and the veins on his wrists were still bulging.

The hand of the Lord God remained motionless.

The Lord God continued to imitate Instructor Zhang's original tone, and said in a straightforward manner: "That's it? That's it? Is this the end?"

Instructor Zhang bristled with anger, let out a low growl, and increased his intensity.

The arm of the main god is still flat and steady, and his breathing is even and easy.

Instructor Zhang was horrified to find that he hadn't even touched the opponent at all.

Instructor Zhang felt that Tianshen looked at him with pity.

The Lord God just glanced at him and knew, "...then I'll start."

Instructor Zhang was stunned.

Could it be that Tianshen didn't use his strength just now?

Before Instructor Zhang could finish thinking, he screamed and his wrist was knocked down.

He didn't last even three seconds.

In fact, the Lord God could knock him down in a second, but before he acted, he thought of the theory of human self-esteem that 038 had analyzed for him, so he kindly delayed the time to 3 seconds.

Seeing this scene, all the students in Class One (11) who were onlookers were enthusiastic and applauded.

Instructor Zhang felt embarrassed.

He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "Uh, that, I injured my wrist yesterday, and it hasn't healed yet."

"It seems that I underestimated you. Although my hand was injured, Tianshen managed to beat me, which is very good."

The Lord God is confused.

He could tell that Instructor Zhang's wrist was not injured at all.

The Lord God thought about it and asked, "Are you really injured?" Could there be some hidden disease that he couldn't see?

Instructor Zhang looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Yes, I broke a bone during training yesterday, and I have been enduring the pain to give you military training."

The Lord God stared at him with a sullen face, then looked at his hands, and said slowly, "You are lying."

There was an undisguised murmur and snickering from below.

Instructor Zhang gritted his teeth bitterly: "Okay, even if you win the injured me, it's enough for you to brag about. You're not a doctor. Do you want me to show you the medical records?"

"Down there, is it that funny? Get up and train!" He roared angrily, and then said to the Lord God with a stinky face, "You are allowed to rest for half an hour, and the clock will start from now, so stay cool Go, you will be fined if you exceed the time limit!"

The Lord God was baffled, and was also a little displeased with his stinky face, so he sat down in the shade by himself without saying a word.

Sitting dust will also automatically stay away from him.

He looked at Class One (11) who was undergoing password training.

Instructor Zhang was cursing again, saying that they walked too badly in unison, and singled out Shunguai's classmate to criticize.

At present, the prestige of Instructor Zhang in Class 11 (Grade [-]) has seriously declined.

Shunguai, who was criticized, asked unconvincedly: "Then you can show us a demonstration, can you?"

Instructor Zhang was furious: "All of you want to command me, right?"

With his yelling, he once again bluffed the students in Class [-].

But this time, the reluctance and resistance shown by everyone became more obvious.

Instructor Zhang put his hands behind his back angrily, and walked backwards a few steps.

He also took the turn, not only that, but also went astray.

Because he was so angry, he walked aggressively, and when he didn't pay attention, he slammed into a tree hard.

The palm of his hand was scratched by a small thorn on the tree, and there was a clear "click" sound from his wrist because he supported his body too hard.

Instructor Zhang cried out in pain.

Several other class instructors who were close to him looked over in bewilderment.

The students in Class [-] looked at each other for a while, and finally realized under the scolding of Instructor Zhang.

"Go and tell the chief instructor about this."

"I'm going to ask the other instructors what to do now."

"Should I help Instructor Zhang to rest first?"

"Isn't it okay for Instructor Zhang to sit under the tree and rest? Then you go to help him?"

"Didn't he say that he had a broken bone in the first place, and that he was still in military training...couldn't it be that he lied to us?"

"Regardless of whether he lied to us or not, there may actually be something wrong with his bones now."

"An instructor went to get the medicine. It's okay. He is an instructor, and his endurance must be better than ours."

"He shouldn't be able to continue being an instructor while he's sick. I hope he can change us to an instructor with a better temper."

"It's so annoying. Among all the classes, our class has been exposed to the sun for the longest time, practiced the longest, and still drinks water and eats watermelon in front of us every day. It's really disgusting."

"That's right, if there is a student like Tianshen in other classes, wouldn't he be a treasure? He's the only one who has been targeting him all the time."

"Stop complaining, it's over for the two of you if you hear it."

"Stand still! You continue to stand in a military posture, and you don't need to worry about Instructor Zhang's affairs." The instructor from the next class came over and shouted a password to Class Eleven.

Instructor Zhang didn't have time to listen to what they were complaining about.

His wrist was probably dislocated, or even fractured in severe cases. It is indeed a place to enjoy the shade under the tree, but it is inevitable that there will be some small bugs.

There is now a caterpillar crawling on his arm.

Instructor Zhang was disgusting to death. He hated this kind of things the most, and he didn't want to touch them with his hands.

But the caterpillar was on his injured arm and he couldn't shake it off.

There was no one beside Instructor Zhang.

An instructor said he was going to get medicine for him, and the students in the class he was training were being ordered by other instructors to stand in a military posture.

These students are all honest again at this time!

He gritted his teeth, resisting the nausea in his heart, and raised his hand with difficulty, preparing to squeeze the wriggling bug down.

A pair of expensive camouflage shoes appeared under his sight.

Camouflage shoes can also wear this kind of temperament...

He raised his head slightly, and sure enough, he saw Tianshen's exquisite and flawless face.

Still so awesome.

When Instructor Zhang looked up at him, for the first time in front of juniors who were younger than him, he felt a sense of insignificance and humbleness.

"You don't like bugs?" The Lord God stretched out his hand and gently put the little green bug back on the leaf.

Instructor Zhang said with difficulty: "...Thank you."

The Lord God glanced at his wrist, and said, "It's just a dislocation, and it will recover very well."

"I'm sorry." He apologized with lowered eyes. If he hadn't really suppressed his emotions in the end, Instructor Zhang would not have been injured.

His identity is always so troublesome.

Let him dare not even have a bad mood swing easily.

Although he complained or disliked 038 in his mouth, his real mood has remained stable during the week or so since he came here.

Maybe he was a little satisfied, like when He Youqian took him to a barbecue last time and stroked his hair.

Even the last thunderstorm was only a deterrent to the world consciousness, and it was not aimed at a certain person.

His self-cultivation is still too insufficient.

How can you be angry with weak humans.

The Lord God figured it out, and took the initiative to say to Instructor Zhang: "I can break your wrist back for you, do you mind if I come?"

Instructor Zhang can actually do it himself, but he is feeling sad right now.

He finally realized how bad his popularity was.

"You won't take the opportunity to get revenge, will you?" He pulled his lips, and said indifferently, "Forget it, revenge is revenge, I leave it to you."

Instructor Zhang's palm was torn, and blood was still oozing slightly.

The main god picked a young leaf, calmly injected a trace of divine power into it, and stuck the leaf to his wound.

He twisted Instructor Zhang's wrist neatly and skillfully.

"Crack."

Instructor Zhang couldn't help crying out in pain.

"Okay." The Lord God said to Lu Mingzhou who was bringing the medicine.

"You...can still set bones?" Lu Mingzhou was surprised.

"It's just a dislocation." The Lord God tilted his head and asked, "But the students in our class seem to want to change the instructor?"