It happened that it was a physical education class, and the whole class went to assemble.

Lazy and lazy, not the same.

What's even more coincidental is that Yan Dongming's class is gathered next to their class, which suddenly becomes a stark contrast.

In the team of Class F, except for a few people who will line up quietly, the rest of the people don't care about the existence of other people at all.

But the teacher is also used to it, with a faint glance, but with disgust, disdain, and sneer.

Obviously, Class A is more strict, Class F has been disbanded for a while, and their class has not been dispersed yet.

Yan Dongming, who was standing in the first row, seemed to be looking for something, carelessly, looking around.

Langsheng, who was lying on the tree, looked at Yan Dongming from a distance and sneered. How could she not know that he was looking for him.

From the very beginning, she felt Yan Dongming's gaze.

"Go get a basketball and ......come here," Langsheng said to Song Ling under the tree, looking meaningfully at the person who had been looking for her.

……

"Yan Dongming." The teacher said solemnly and majestically, "You count, how many times have you been absent-minded today?" I can write your name backwards. ”

Yan Dongming was named again and apologized unwillingly: "I'm sorry, teacher." ”

"Forget it, I'm tired of hearing it too." The teacher said helplessly.

I don't know why, this student is different from the previous class.

A parabola, a round thing, smashed hard and steadily on Yan Dongming's back.

Yan Dongming was smashed in the back, and he could have stabilized himself, but he felt that his knee was hit by something, and it hurt. Just fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, we accidentally hit the ball while playing. I'm so sorry. Langsheng ran up to him, and instead of picking up the ball, he kicked it away.

From a distance, it looks like Yan Dongming kneeling down and licking Langsheng's shoes.

The teacher was also a little annoyed, although Yan Dongming was frequently distracted in today's class. However, he is at least an excellent student in the heart of the physical education teacher.

This F-class student is so rampant when he doesn't exist, does he?

Your own students still have to be protected.

"How do you guys play?! You balls can come here! The teacher gushed and kept saying for his students.

Langsheng didn't say anything, just bent down and picked up the ball.

With a "......bang", the ball smashed into the teacher's lower abdomen.

Not too heavy, not too light.

"I'm sorry, my hand slipped." That demonic smile made the teacher tremble.

Yan Dongming endured the pain, his eyes were scarlet.

slammed into it, and originally wanted to learn from her to be "accidental" and then fight back, but who knew that she didn't even touch the corners of her clothes, so she dodged.

It's like you have eyes on your back!

Yan Dongming is lying on the ground now, and his heart is gone. It's so embarrassing, I just keep planting it in this person's hands.

The teacher glared angrily, his heart palpitated, and he only helped Yan Dongming up quickly.

Having had enough, Langsheng picked up the ball, waved his hand, and walked to the basketball court.

Seeing that Langsheng returned safely, the students in Class F were stunned. She really dared to do this, but too, who called the person behind her Quan Yi.

"Alright, the ball for you, I'll go to sleep." Langsheng threw the ball into Mo Xiaohuang's arms and walked unhurriedly towards the tree next to him.

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Yan Dongming was sent to the infirmary, lifted his trousers to his knees, and saw a small bruise. Two knees, two bruises. Moreover, the position where he appeared was exactly the same, as if he had been hit in the knee by something.