Recently, Huang Haibin's small life has been particularly moist.

Get up in the morning and take a run, flirt with Sun Huimin during class time, hold the basketball after school, and run non-stop to the basketball court to improve his basketball skills.

Under Xiao E's strict and demanding requirements, Huang Haibin's basketball skills have reached the level of level 1 and are sprinting to basketball level 2.

Completely live a completely independent life, without completely isolating yourself, and occasionally cultivate a relationship with classmates.

As for Yang Jiaqing, who used to get up early and run with him, he completely went down after two consecutive mornings and did not stick to it like him.

"Huang Haibin, dare to be in a daze in my math class, you come up for me"

Yang Dongxue pinched his face next to his seat and lifted it up to the podium.

"Pain, pain, pain" Huang Haibin howled, stood on his toes, and was lifted to the podium by Yang Dongxue.

The classmates looked at Huang Haibin gloatingly, and slowly they liked the math class a little.

Because there are endless performances in math class.

Yang Dongxue is unhappy, Huang Haibin suffers, Yang Dongxue is happy, or Huang Haibin suffers, as long as he takes a math class, Huang Haibin will suffer.

"Do whatever you want at school? You think the school is your home," Yang Dongxue scolded him with sharp eyes.

I was very dissatisfied with him for not studying well.

Huang Haibin rubbed his hot cheeks, nodded seriously, pointed to the corner of the trash can with his finger, and said weakly: "Teacher Yang, don't you see that is written."

In front of her classmates, Huang Haibin called her teacher, and in private, Huang Haibin called her sister.

The classmates in the class snickered under their breath.

Yang Dongxue looked at his fingers and almost vomited blood in anger.

I saw a poster made by my classmates pasted directly above the trash can, and a few conspicuous big characters were written on it: The school is my home, and the cleaning depends on everyone.

When the head teacher saw this poster, he also verbally praised the students who made this poster.

"Shut up," Yang Dongxue scolded viciously.

"Don't you like to be in a daze! Tell your classmates what you're talking about in this lesson."

Yang Dongxue looked at Huang Haibin with a wicked smile, she dared to guarantee that Huang Haibin didn't listen to the knowledge points she talked about in this class, and his face changed faster than turning a book.

Heh, sample, you still want me to make a fool of myself? Huang Haibin snorted dissatisfiedly in his heart.

Looking at the math problems on the blackboard, the knowledge base function in my mind opens to find out the knowledge points of this lesson.

With his hands behind his back, he explained skillfully, and even some places were better than what Yang Dongxue said, and some of the things that the students didn't understand were thoroughly understood under his explanation.

Yang Dongxue was dumbfounded, if she hadn't taken this class of math since the first year of junior high school, she would have wondered if Huang Haibin was an undercover agent sent by another school.

At the moment when the bell rang for the end of class, Yang Dongxue glanced at Huang Haibin meaningfully and walked out of the classroom.

The class bell rings.

The students sat quietly in the classroom.

Duan Cailu walked in with a small stack of slips.

Standing on the podium, looking at the classmates in the class, his face was rarely serious: "Don't make noise!" I have something to say."

The classmates all quieted down, looking at Duan Cailu with curious eyes.

After the students were quiet, Duan Cailu said slowly: "Everyone knows that next week is the annual Winter Games, and I have a list of the events to be competed in next week, let's take a look at them and report their own specialties."

Duan Cailu raised the list in his hand.

After a pause, Duan Cailu's eyes were full of hope, and he said in a low voice: "This is the last winter sports meeting in our junior high school, and I don't want our class to be the one at the bottom."

Duan Cailu gave each group two sheets of A4 paper with the competition items printed on them.

The students took the paper and looked at it curiously.

The competition items include basketball, long-distance running, sprinting, 100-meter sprint, relay race, tug-of-war, rope skipping, high jump, long jump, etc., and the dense projects are dizzying.

The competition process and rules for each event are clearly written.

The competition is divided into boys and girls, male and female cooperation, and so on.

Huang Haibin looked at the items on the list and touched the weight-bearing leggings that had been added to 10 kilograms on his calf.

After buying it from the Starry Sky Store, he has always worn it on his feet, except when he washes his feet, and puts them back on immediately after washing, and he has never taken off the weight-bearing leggings.

Even when he was sleeping, he always wore it on his feet.

I feel that I am good at everything, but it is a little difficult for a while, and I don't know which items are good.

"Since everyone has finished reading it, let's count it and tell me which items to report, the first one is a basketball game"

Duan Cailu took a notebook, sat on the podium, and began to count the list.

After the list of girls was counted, Long Ling of their group appeared on the list.

Huang Haibin glanced at her with some surprise, but he didn't expect that this girl was not only good at studying, but also sports.

When it's the boys' turn.

"Huang Haibin, this grandson must go," Xiong Youliang howled with revenge as he sat in his seat.

He is in the class, except for Duan Cailu, the boy who plays the best basketball.

Just yesterday, he saw Huang Haibin improving his basketball skills on the playground, and he couldn't help but itch his hands and went over to compete with him.

After a battle, Huang Haibin won 3:0 and abused him to the point that he was incomplete.

Xiong Youliang suddenly woke up to the fact that his penalty skills were not worth mentioning in front of Huang Haibin.

This grandson is low-key! It's been hiding from him for almost three years.

Huang Haibin touched his nose depressedly, yesterday he really couldn't get used to Xiong Youliang's playing tricks in front of him, and abused him fiercely, but he didn't expect to be hated by this kid.

The classmates all looked at Huang Haibin in surprise, in their eyes, Huang Haibin has always been a person who has nothing to do with basketball.

Could it be that he was so low-key that he didn't even notice him? His classmates' previous opinions of him began to waver.

"Yes, but I'll see his strength later" Duan Cailu nodded, skeptical of Xiong Youliang's words.

In the next rope skipping high jump and long jump competition, Huang Haibin did not say anything.

He wasn't sure how far and how high he could jump when he took off his weighted leggings.

"The next one is long-distance running, 1500 meters for boys and 1000 meters for girls, which is a test of physical exertion and sustained endurance, who wants to sign up"

After Duan Cailu finished speaking, he looked at the classmates in the class.

The students were silent, long-distance running is not a joke, and it is a big problem that endurance cannot keep up, and in the last competition, there were several students in the school who fainted directly on the track.