Just after class on Monday, Shi Mu was called to the gym.

Lao Huang was packing his equipment inside, and the floor was shiny.

Hearing the footsteps, Old Huang hummed and put the mop in the corner, "We've been training here for the past few weeks, Belling will come over right away, wait a moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps approached.

Shi Mu turned back and saw the little girl's eyes were stunned.

"Ah." She covered her mouth and screamed in surprise, Myolie's eyes widened, "Every time and every night."

Red ears, the reaction is cute.

Shi Mu pursed her lips and held back a smile, "My name is Shi Mu, not Shi Shi Mu."

Belling blinked, heartbroken.

This look of her made Shi Mu's smile deepen, "Don't you know that you're partnering with me?"

Bei Ling shook his head, brushing the ends of his hair on his fair cheeks, "I thought that Senior Shi Mu would definitely not participate in such a meaningless competition."

She came to participate because she was forced to participate. The first class had to pick a girl to participate in the competition, but most of the people knew that their partner was a boy from the fifteenth class, and they all fled. Besides, broadcasting gymnastics competitions is really stupid

Seeing that they were unwilling, the teacher proposed to vote, and Belling had the most votes, so he had no choice but to participate. Never thought that a blessing in disguise and an idol would get together.

happy.

hapiness.

Delicious.

"Mr. Huang, let's do some radio gymnastics." Bei Ling showed two small tiger teeth and looked positive.

Lao Huang thought for a while, "If we don't do tricks, we'll do the ninth set."

Shi Mu pondered in his head, the ninth set of radio gymnastics seemed to be introduced in 2011, and they still skipped it at that time, but the movements were somewhat silly.

"You do it again and show me."

Lao Huang turned on the music and sat on the side watching.

Bei Ling glanced carefully at Shi Mu, and stood beside her shyly.

The familiar sound of music recalled that the preparatory festival was to stand still. She straightened her body and looked ahead, and she was bound to step on the ground to give the effect of the March of the Volunteers. Seeing that the "male god" was so serious, Bei Ling didn't dare not be serious, and imitated her.

"Section 1, Stretching"

Shi Mu was doing what she remembered, and when she was thinking about it seriously, someone gently touched her chest, and she followed her line of sight.

Bei Ling covered his hands and was a little helpless, "I, I, I, I didn't do it on purpose"

Shi Mu blinked, "It's okay."

Bei Ling heaved a sigh of relief, distanced himself from Shi Mu, and while he was doing it, he suddenly whispered, "Shi Mu, your chest muscles are so soft."

She seemed to have accidentally touched a mass of meat just now, soft and firm.

Shi Mu's face changed again and again. She was wearing a shapewear inside. In order to prevent the bulge, a thin chest sticker was attached to the shaper. The question is, how did this girl feel it? She can still feel the chest muscles. soft

Seeing that Shimu didn't speak for a while, Bei Ling thought he was angry and hurriedly defended, "I don't mean anything else, don't misunderstand Shimu."

"I'm not mistaken."

"That's good." Bei Ling exhaled, "Don't worry, this time I will be careful not to touch you."

"Don't flirt with the two of you during training." Lao Huang couldn't help but tap the fan on his hand.

Bei Ling puffed out her cheeks and said unhappily, "Teacher, don't throw dirty water on Shi Mu, Shi Mu is so serious that he won't flirt with people. It's me who harassed Shi Mu, don't get me wrong."

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Looking at the girl with a straight face, Lao Huang couldn't even scold him.

"Stop, stop, you all stop."

The slap sound pressed the music, and Lao Huang walked up to the two of them, "You stretch out your arms."

Belling and Shimu raised their arms at the same time.

Lao Huang stretched out his hand and pressed it gently, his brows gradually wrinkled, "You can't do it, you don't have any muscle feeling, you can't feel the strength of your limbs at all when doing exercises, stretch out your legs and show me."

The two raised their legs again.

Lao Huang patted it inside and out twice with his fan, "Shi Mu's legs are okay, quite powerful, but it's almost too bad, Bei Ling's going to die, she's soft."

When Bei Ling heard this, his ears turned red, "I, I will gradually gain strength."

"Don't take it slow, it's getting dark. Then no, you put two dumbbells behind you. From then on, you will start to lift fifty dumbbells each morning and evening. After lifting, go out for a run and exercise with me. Only you have a solid body. It's not good for a boy to be so weak like you, how tall are you now?"

It was Shimu who asked this question.

She said honestly; "Just one meter seven."

Lao Huang shook his head, "No, no, it's too short."

After listening to this, Bei Ling felt a shudder in his heart. He heard that boys are most afraid of being told that they are short, and that Shi Mu's heart would be hit. Bei Ling hurriedly said, "Not short, not short, concentrated is the essence."

In the eyes of Bei Ling and a few sisters, Shi Mu is 2.8 meters tall, a perfect person.

Lao Huang rolled his eyes, the little girl's frenzied look reminded him of the group of nurses in his ex-boyfriend's hospital. is scum.

Lao Huang pondered that Shi Mu had also grown a flowery intestine, and in just a few days, a group of girls had been fascinated.

"Mr. Huang, I think it's better for us to train gymnastics first." Although Shi Mu wanted to exercise his muscles quickly, he worked hard for it every time, but the competition was what was important at this stage.

Lao Huang shook his head, "You both can do radio gymnastics, plus you both are good at basics and movements. You've been able to practice almost in two days, but you can't keep up with your physical fitness. How can you practice well and be beautiful? Now that you go to the competition, you must shine and make people look up to you, let them know that radio gymnastics is also a combination of strength and beauty.”

These words were so good, Shi Mu couldn't help but applaud.

"Stop talking nonsense, come and lift the dumbbells with me."

Shi Mu exercises and runs every day, and her physical strength has already come up. Bei Ling is different. She spoils a girl and starts humming after three or four lifts, but she refuses to admit defeat. Resisted.

Soon, the news that Shi Mu and Bei Ling were going to participate in radio gymnastics for the school reached the school.

After finishing the morning training and just entering the class, a few boys giggled and came over, "Okay, Shimu is going to win glory for the fifteenth class again."

"What class 15, obviously the school is good?"

"I heard that the preliminaries are going to be held soon. Shimu, let's fight, tell the people outside that our radio gymnastics in Yingnan is the best."

A group of people chatted non-stop, but Shi Mu ignored them, dropped their schoolbags and returned to their seats.

"Hey." She turned to look at Fu Yunshen, "Which class is Xia Hang?"

Fu Yunshen held his cheeks and replied lazily, "I heard it's class fourteen."

class fourteen

Shi Mu was a little worried, "That guy Zhou Zhi won't bully others anymore."

Fu Yunshen yawned and said nothing.

She turned around and flipped out the math book, when a ballpoint pen poked her back lightly.

"What are you doing?"

Behind him, Fu Yunshen half-smiled, "I heard that you are going to practice radio gymnastics at night, don't mind family members visiting."

Shi Mu gasped, his eyes widened, "Smelly shameless, who is with your family."

With a cold snort, he turned his head and straightened his waist.

He smiled lowly, his tone full of ridicule, "I called you dad last night, not a family member."

Around, everyone who heard this looked over.

Shi Mu frowned and shrank his neck silently.

Although it's true, it's weird that he said it so openly