48. Chapter 47 Come here and blow on the shot put in my hand [Second update]


Chapter 47 Come here and blow for the shot put in my hand [Second update]

Hearing this, Zhong Jincheng and Gao Qiang turned to look at Lu Yuanqiu and said in unison: "Okay, I won't argue with you, it belongs to you Lu Yuanqiu Wife."

Lu Yuanqiu immediately locked the man with a strong man.

At this time, Bai Qingxia tilted her head to the side and looked over there curiously, wanting to see what Lu Yuanqiu's "wife" looked like.

She was stunned, because that person was definitely a boy.

Jiao Jiao, Grade 12, Grade 3, male.

Looks like Tohru from Jackie Chan's Adventures, but he is very girly and his name is like a girl.

My personality is very introverted. When eating, I often sit on two seats by myself. My thighs are tightly together and my calves are bound to be inward.

And it must be chopsticks in the right hand and a spoon in the left hand. It seems that if you don't do this, you won't be able to eat.

What’s even more outrageous is that his voice is also very loli.

But his most glorious deeds are not these, but his great strength and super size.

Once he was teased by a boy in his class. He, who had always had a good temper, became unusually angry. He slapped the boy and turned him 360 degrees. Then he fell to the ground charmingly and passed out.

Lu Yuanqiu also knows Jiao Jiao.

We met because Jiao Jiao was also a frequent visitor in the last examination room.

Looking back now, this last examination room is really a gathering of gods. "God of Sleep" Zheng Yifeng, "God of Love Brain" Chen Fei, and the Biochemical Brothers also have fixed gods in the last examination room.

This time the monthly exam, "Study God" Bai Qingxia also joined the exam, which made it even more exciting.

By the way, I forgot to introduce you, Tan Le, who looks like black carbon, also has a priesthood.

He likes to fart whenever he thinks about it...

Every time he takes an exam, Lu Yuanqiu, who is sitting behind him, feels even more tormented.

Because this guy really used his brain during the exam!

But his stone only allowed him to defeat Lu Yuanqiu and become the second in grade...

Lu Yuanqiu swore that he would remind Bai Qingxia in advance to put on nasal congestion before the exam, otherwise it would affect his performance.

"Come on, Lu Yuanqiu, your opponent this time is him."

Gao Qiang looked at Dalijiao and patted Lu Yuanqiu's shoulder sympathetically.

The head teacher Liu Wei was standing next to Jiao Jiao at this time, holding her glasses, looking up at her with a somewhat unsightly expression, and swallowed. For the first time, the plump woman looked as petite as a girl. Li.

Jiao Jiao held the shot put and moved her big butt in an enchanting way towards the launch point.

The referee here happens to be the physical education teacher Wang Ping, and the English teacher Su Miaomiao is also standing next to her. She has a good relationship with Wang Ping.

Zhong Jincheng's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw a pair of beautiful black silk legs. He quickly left Lu Yuanqiu and ran to Su Miaomiao to talk to her.

As soon as Wang Ping's whistle sounded, Jiao Jiao began to throw the shot put with one hand.

He frowned, took two steps forward, and said softly: "Eyah~"

The lead ball flew out like a cannonball.

The hair in front of Wang Ping's forehead tilted with the strong wind caused by the flying shot put. He turned his head to look with a dull expression, and the whistle in his mouth fell down.

"... He is a good prospect, but his posture is not very accurate. With a little training, he can become a professional player."

Wang Ping murmured.

After observing it, the teacher on the other side reported the score: “18.02 meters!”

Liu Wei's face darkened.

So strong!

Seeing Lu Yuanqiu approaching, she said with an unkind expression: "Lu Yuanqiu, you are the first in the school in the 3,000 meters, and you won a gold medal. You have five events, and I want your hardware. Do you understand? "

Lu Yuanqiu twitched his lips: "Teacher... do you think I can beat him?"

Jiao Jiao glanced at Lu Yuanqiu and passed by shyly.

Liu Wei glared: "What do I care about you?! Anyway, give me the first place!" Just after she finished speaking, she suddenly saw Bai Qingxia behind her, and immediately smiled like a Sichuan opera actor: "Qingxia is here too, oops , help with the clothes? That’s great, kid.”

The tone is like coaxing the baby.

Bai Qingxia nodded gently and stood aside obediently holding her school uniform.

Lu Yuanqiu was dumbfounded. Is this change of face a professional one?

He walked up to Bai Qingxia and faced Liu Wei. When she saw his face, Liu Wei's smile disappeared instantly and became serious.

Lu Yuanqiu tried to move his face away, revealing Bai Qingxia's beautiful face behind him, and Liu Wei instantly smiled as brightly as a chrysanthemum.

Lu Yuanqiu: "...Six."

Bai Qingxia's eyes were glued to the side of Lu Yuanqiu's face, following the movement, not understanding what the boy was doing just now.

Wang Ping looked at the list and shouted loudly: "Next, Class 28, Grade 3, Lu Yuanqiu!"

"Arrived!"

Lu Yuanqiu walked over.

He exhaled, moved his neck and wrist, picked up the shot put, and came to the shooting area.

Wang Ping asked: "Are you ready?"

Lu Yuanqiu made an "ok" gesture. Just as he was about to blow the whistle, Lu Yuanqiu quickly shouted: "Wait, wait. "Down!"

Wang Ping almost choked on his saliva and frowned: "What happened again?"

Lu Yuanqiu looked back: "Come here, blow on the shot put in my hand and give it energy. I want to take first place. "

Liu Wei came over impatiently, complaining: "I really admire you, Lu Yuanqiu, shit. There are so many things."

She was about to puff up her mouth and blow, but Lu Yuanqiu put his hand away from her expressionlessly: "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm not talking about you."

Liu Weiyi. He stumbled to the side two steps in confusion. After steadying himself, he followed the young man's gaze and found that he was looking at Bai Qingxia.

The surrounding students suddenly raised their eyebrows, showing expressions of eating melon.

Su Miaomiao also became interested, turning her head back and forth to look at the young girl curiously, but suddenly heard Zhong Jincheng next to her saying disdainfully: "This Lu Yuanqiu knows how to fix these useless things, teacher, just wait and see him Make a fool of yourself, I've never seen Lu Yuanqiu throw a shot put, he can't It was thrown too hard."

Su Miaomiao wondered: "Why don't you support your classmates?"

Zhong Jincheng pretended to be cold: "This is a test for him. "

Su Miaomiao opened her mouth: "Oh."

The young English teacher dangled her beautiful legs in black stockings cutely.

Zhong Jincheng reached for his pants expressionlessly to adjust the trajectory.

At this moment, Bai Qingxia was holding her school uniform on the spot, her face was almost buried in the clothes, and her two earlobes hidden under her hair were red and tender.

She looked around with embarrassment, and when she saw Lu Yuanqiu casting encouraging glances at her, Bai Qingxia pursed her lips slightly and bravely took steps in that direction.

Liu Wei saw this with a silly smile on her face: "Yes, yes, Qingxia comes and blows harder. Come on, give that boy some strength."

Arriving in front of Lu Yuanqiu, Bai Qingxia puffed up her small mouth and blew gently toward the shot put, as if blowing out a birthday candle standing above the shot put.

After she finished blowing, she immediately turned around with an unnatural look on her face, her face was red, and she trotted back to her original position with her school uniform in her arms. Her heart was beating very fast, as if she had accomplished something earth-shattering.

Lu Yuanqiu looked at the shot put with gentle eyes and weighed it twice in his hands.

He immediately put away his smile and turned around.

Serious expression.

Lu Yuanqiu held the shot put with both hands, and his thick arms under his short sleeves instantly bulged out with clear muscle outlines.

Wang Ping blew the whistle.

Lu Yuanqiu frowned, growled, and threw the shot forward with one hand in a relatively standard posture:

"Fly!"

Watching the shot put thrown. Parabola, Zhong Jincheng's smile gradually froze on his face.

(End of this chapter)

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