The music was so abrupt that Jiang Manman was stunned on the spot, and instantly forgot what he wanted to do.

Everyone looked at each other.

"This ...... What kind of song...... It's so ugly......! ”

He Jian wrinkled his face in disgust, raised his hand to block his ears, Jiang Xiuqi was also blinded by the strange music, his eyes moved away from the basketball, and he looked at Yang Chao standing in front of the team in a daze.

Yang Chao whistled and shouted loudly.

"Everyone, listen to the radio!"

Other teachers also signaled.

All the students in the gymnasium this week, you look at me, I look at you, and finally helplessly pricked up their ears to listen to the radio.

Just when everyone was listening to the radio intently, the music of the wicked finally stopped, and a piercing roar suddenly came out of the loudspeakers all over the playground, and the class of the whole team was even worse at the door opposite the gymnasium, and the four big speakers at the main entrance of the gymnasium were screaming at the same time, and the sound almost pierced the eardrums, and even a few teachers couldn't help but drop the record sheet in their hands and cover their ears.

Fortunately, this magic sound did not sound for long, and after a moment of clarity, a string of extremely non-standard Mandarin came out of the loudspeakers everywhere.

"Ahem...... Hello children's shoes, sorry, sorry...... I'm too old to make these new things! ”

As soon as the voice came out, there was a burst of laughter from all the teams.

The person who spoke was the vice principal of Xizhong - He Wanglin, an old man who was sixty or seventy years old, had never retired, and was very famous in the whole Zhenxi, but he had no shelf at all, and he usually wandered around the teaching buildings when he had nothing to do, and he was the most beloved old principal in the whole Xizhong.

"Ah, that's right, we, this children's shoes, do this radio gymnastics, it's been revised!"

As soon as He Wanglin's voice fell, all classes lamented, they were still doing sparse and miserable radio gymnastics, why did they change to the new version?

"Next month, there will be people from above, to our shoe school to supervise, accept the results, all, the children's shoes in the next month of free time in physical education class, will be occupied by our teachers. But don't be sad, everyone, I'm an old man with everyone! ”

The lamentation was louder.

It's just one physical education class a week, and it's still occupied, and everyone is not happy.

He Wanglin did five or six minutes of ideological work on the radio, this old man, but his speech is very standard, which made everyone laugh, and in the end he had no opinion, obediently waiting to be arranged. But what if you have an opinion? In fact, everyone has long been arranged clearly......

"I think the children's shoes should be quite motivated! Next, I will show you this new broadcast gymnastics, and let each teacher do it for everyone in front of the phalanx of each class. ”

He Jian was not "influenced" by He Wanglin at all, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What? Isn't it just reaching out and kicking?! That's it, it's going to be revised! Those people in the Education Bureau have a hole in their brains! ”

Jiang Xiuqi and Wu Zhijie looked at He Jian with sad eyes.

Wu Zhijie asked.

"You're so angry, can't it be because of your uncoordinated hands and feet?"

He Jian was choked and speechless at the moment.

When the discussion in the crowd stopped, all the teachers stood straight in front of each class.

The standard, familiar sound booth came out of the speakers......

"The Nth set of national broadcast gymnastics for middle school students - XXXX, start now."

"Get ready!"

“......”