Love Letters

Chapter 106: Students' Carnival, Teacher's Cerebral Thrombosis

Cultural and Sports Week, students’ carnival, teachers’ cerebral thrombosis.

Hu Datu glanced around and then his eyes fell on the back row.

"It takes a thousand days to train an army, but only a moment to deploy it. It's time to activate the students in the last row."

People who used to only care about studying suddenly became serious now. "People who usually drag down the class average should now earn some honor for the class."

As he spoke, Hu Datu turned his gaze to He Miao.

She was definitely involved in the conversation, so He Miao took the initiative to talk to her, "Teacher Hu, I'm in the last row, and I know a little bit about everything except studying."

"So how many did you report?"

"I have the women's 400m, the 400m medley relay, and the high jump..."

"High jump? Just you?"

When Hu Datu heard about high jump, he couldn't help but said, "Send the shortest one."

"What? Teacher Hu is planning to dance in women's clothing or is this project in our class vacant?"

Chen Fangfang has been worried for a long time about not having enough girls.

Seeing that Hu Datu was still showing disdain, he didn't care about whether they were students or teachers, and directly stood on He Miao's side and started to confront him.

Hearing this, He Miao secretly gave Chen Fangfang a thumbs up.

Class 1 is a science class, so there are more boys than girls.

There were still some boys to choose from, but there were few girls, and since Shen Weiwei was injured, basically all the girls in Class 1 went up, including He Miao.

Liu Feifei didn't want to go to any of them at first, but no matter how much Du Yuze tried to persuade her, she still refused to agree.

But no matter how much I planned, I didn't expect Chen Fangfang to come forward...

She suddenly had several more projects.

When I was a student, the weekly literature and sports classes almost monopolized the joy of going to school.

Happiness is real happiness, but there are many situations.

After all, they are usually controlled too strictly, and when this happens, everyone is like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins.

I can’t control it! I can’t control it at all!

The happiness during student days was so pure, with all kinds of little things happening every day that could make me laugh for a long time.

But it's funny, because many students were forced to take part in a certain project because no one else signed up for it.

For example, He Miao was forced to do something against his will.

Not to mention other events, high jump is really the hardest hit area, with various famous scenes such as early human conquest of the cerebellum frequently occurring.

Because 99% of the students are jumping high with extremely non-standard postures, the probability of embarrassment will inevitably increase significantly.

But He Miao's class sent the shortest student - He Miao.

In order to express his apology for his inappropriate words that day, Hu Datu went to see it in person.

He Miao didn't feel any pressure at first, but when he saw Hu Datu coming over, he suddenly couldn't relax anymore.

"He Miao, your head teacher is so nice and came here in person."

Cheng Chen from Class 25 showed envy.

He Miao smiled and didn't answer.

They tried jumping first, and when it was He Miao's turn, Hu Datu moved forward again.

"Teacher, please step back."

The student in charge of counting the scores from the Student Union came over to persuade him, but Hu Datu rolled his eyes at her and said, "I'm her teacher, why should I withdraw?"

After saying that, he moved closer and said in a commanding tone, "He Miao, dance well for me."

He Miao nodded.

She aimed at the pole and took a few steps back to gain strength.

Then he rushed forward with all his might.

With a "bang!", He Miao hit the railing.

The calf couldn't control the force and hit the iron pole of the support pole against the head teacher's waist.

Hu Datu touched the swelling on his head and quickly stepped back. "He Miao, what is the grudge between you and me?"

Compared with other students who challenged themselves to set records, He Miao chose a conservative jumping method and his jump was not high each time.

Fortunately, after finishing all the dances, she performed well and got third place.

Hu Datu was willing to leave only after seeing the results: This shot was not in vain.

On the other side, Liu Feifei went to the shot put, and Liu Jinyu went to the long jump.......

This was followed by a tug-of-war competition to demonstrate class cohesion.

Comparison between Class 1 and Class 2.

Each class has twenty people, ten boys and ten girls, forming a long line.

Wang Youzhi was the strongest, so he stayed at the back and was responsible for stabilizing the class.

It’s just that all the girls in the class are very thin and not strong enough.

He Miao stood in front of Wang Youzhi, in front of her was Du Yuze, and in front of her was Liu Feifei.

"Liu Feifei, you usually eat so much, it's time to prove that you're not eating in vain."

"You're the idiot!"

Liu Feifei turned around and glared at him. "You better pull back as hard as you can, or I'll kick you one by one."

"You can use your energy to attack your enemies, why do you always point it at me?"

Du Yuze's tone was aggrieved and flattering, "Now we are in the same class, we must work together..."

"Stop talking nonsense, you are my number one enemy."

As the whistle sounded, Liu Feifei hurriedly grabbed the rope.

As both sides exerted their strength, the whole rope began to swing.

The first team didn't arrange their troops well and was thrown into disarray at the start.

After the tug-of-war, it became even more obvious that there was not enough stamina.

But because Liu Feifei didn't get the posture right at the beginning, she slipped out of her hands and was thrown out.

"Liu Feifei!"

Du Yuze was so busy helping her that he forgot to hold the rope.

As a result, when it came to He Miao, his hands slipped and he fell backwards.

Fortunately, Xu Mobai, who was outside the field, was quick to come over and give her a hand, thus preventing the back of her head from coming into close contact with the ground.

The group of people in front had already been pulled into the enemy camp.

Wang Youzhi, who was at the back, was dragged down and almost slid over.

After a disastrous defeat in tug-of-war, it was basketball and cheerleading…

"We just lost so badly! We must get our basketball back!"

Liu Feifei was so angry that her teeth itched. "Du Yuze, you better try harder! It will be embarrassing if you lose again."

Du Yuze looked her up and down. Her pink and white cheerleading uniform was very eye-catching.

He held the flower with a half-smile, his eyebrows were frivolous, his tone was drawn out and slow, and his tone was ambiguous: "That depends on how hard you cheer for us to work."

On both sides of the basketball court, students from two classes were cheering for the players on the field.

After losing the tug-of-war, Class 1 went all out on the basketball court.

Xu Mobai, Du Yuze, Wang Youzhi, Lin Xiang and others could almost be said to have beaten the other side.

Liu Feifei was also shouting very hard on the side.

When the last shot was made, cheers broke out from the sidelines of the basketball court, like surging waves, seeming to overturn the entire basketball court.

After the game, many people came over to deliver water.

There are people from every class around Xu Mobai.

After shouting for a long time, He Miao himself felt thirsty and his throat seemed to be smoking.

Glancing in the direction of the court, it seemed that the bottle in her hand would not be of any use.

She took her bottle and left first.

"water."

The boy ran towards her in the sunshine, and the sticky autumn wind gradually became thicker.

His black jersey was soaked with sweat, his jet-black hair hung down in front of his forehead, and behind him was loud and enthusiastic cheers.

Xu Mobai came over to get some water, but He Miao dodged and didn't give it to him. He used the old method and opened the bottle and took a sip himself.

But he still shamelessly took it away.

"Hey, I've drunk it..."