Dimensional Fantasy Group

It's a good thing that you can't be in charge of anything, but you can't be in charge of anything you shouldn't. No matter where you are, this product will be the first to pop up, making most people think that this class is a prison.

For example, in physical education class now, the formation of a team should be the business of the physical education committee, but Xu Rong insisted on getting involved, and as a member of the study committee, it's not easy for others to say anything.

She acted like a good girl in front of her teacher and parents on weekdays, but in private she was a different person, making most of the people in the class feel disgusted.

"Song Yang, go and form a team, or else the teacher will come and see that we don't have a squad to influence badly."

Zhang Yuan, who was the class president, was also frowning at the moment, but he still said to Song Yang, the sports committee member on the side.

Then arranged for a few female students to go to the toilet.

Song Yang nodded and stepped out with a secret pleasure.

That pussy, but there was even an absent day?

Soon, the bell rang.

The gym teacher was a middle-aged woman in gym clothes with a white sun hat.

In the scorching heat, Ling Yu looked at the surroundings doubly familiar.

"Hm? Where's Suyong? Why isn't she here today?" The gym teacher scanned the crowd and was curious to find no Xu Rong in the first row.

"Not too sure, I didn't see her in the toilet or classroom." Zhang Yuan replied.

"Then was she in the last class?" The gym teacher asked.

"Yes." Zhang Yuan nodded.

The gym teacher's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

What did this mean? You were here last class, but you disappeared in my class?

Even if you're my favorite student in this class, you can't just skip class without even taking a vacation!

But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction but the lesson is still there.

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"Today we're going to test pull-ups and vertical jumps." The gym teacher stood in front of the bar with a form.

Many students smiled bitterly as they looked at the bar in front of them.

Damn, why is there a test like chin-ups?

Don't you know that kids are overwhelmed by homework now?

Where's the time to work out.

"Gotta go, it's another substandard day." Han Wen who was next to Ling Yu looked helpless.

He was slightly chubby and had leisure time on weekdays to live off of anime, so where was the time to exercise?

The pull-ups, he'd be lucky to do so many of them.

It was still a bit short of passing five.

"Song Yang, you first."

As a sports commissioner it is very important to set an example.

Also, the human body has something called adrenal hormone, and as long as you see others doing it easily, you will greatly improve your own function.

That's why the gym teacher would let Song Yang, who was the best in the class in sports, come first.

"1, 2 - I go, 8 up - 12 up, fuck, bull."

The crowd looked at Song Yang's blue-veined arms in awe.

Should I say worthy of being a sports commissioner? That's strength just spikes them.

Eventually Song Yang couldn't hold on after making the 13th one, and landed on the ground with a red face and a loose hand.

"Well, 13, excellent." The gym teacher nodded his head in satisfaction and ticked a box on the form.

Song Yang sat to the side to rest in the amazement of all his classmates.

"Okay, next, Qin Tao."

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After the next few reported, only a few were able to achieve good grades, and most were still failing.

A cross was drawn on the form, and the gym teacher couldn't help but shake her head.

"Oooh, I didn't fail again."

Han Man walked up to Ling Yu with a hard face.

"How many did you make?" Ling Yu asked.

Han Wen's mouth twitched and held up two fingers: "Two."

Ling Yu's face paled: "Tell the truth."

Han Wen somewhat 'shyly' bent one of his fingers down: "- One and a half."

Ling Yu patted Han Wen's shoulder in amusement, little sample, what grade don't you have some compulsion?

Still trying to hide it from me?

"Ling Yu."

"It's my turn, watch well, what's a bull." Ling Yu patted Han Man's shoulder.

"Cut." Han Wen scowled.

But his gaze still gazed over.

Ling Yu, who was standing underneath the bar, was in a bit of a trance.

He hadn't touched this thing since he graduated from college.

Ling Yu couldn't help but touch it with one hand.

Unfortunately very spindly, the height couldn't reach it, also, the bars chosen for pull-ups must be of a certain height, only jumping up to touch it.

"Lingyu-san, please use standard movements." The gym teacher reminded.