Young Again

Chapter 13 Physical Education and Girls
After eating something, Chen Wang returned to his room and put the 2,400 yuan in cash back into the drawer and locked it with the key.

Then I lay on the bed and continued to study English words, starting from the word I finished yesterday and continuing to explore.

After a while, Zhou Yurong knocked on the door.

Before Chen Wang could speak, she pushed the door open, holding a plate with cut apples on it: "Eat some fruit."

"When you came in and saw me memorizing words, does that mean I've been memorizing words all the time?"

Chen Wang put the book down, thought about what happened yesterday, and counterattacked with great concern, revealing a smug expression.

Zhou Yurong smiled, put the fruit down and said, "How childish."

Chen Wang: “…”

How to be a parent who doesn’t spoil the fun!
Chen Wang, lying on the bed, unhappily picked up an apple with a fork and put it into his mouth, scratching his stomach comfortably.

However, when he saw the soft and elastic belly under the clothes, he fell into deep thought.

Putting down the fork and getting up from the bed, he went to the living room, took off his slippers, and stood on the electronic scale.

79.5KG.

Although Chen Wang is 1.8 meters tall, he has basically no muscles. His weight is actually a bit too much.

Less than 160 pounds, if it is a bodybuilding weight, it is quite good. But Chen Wang basically has no muscle lines, because his face is not fat, although it is not visible when he wears school uniforms, and no one says he is fat.

But after being completely naked, it is considered slightly naked.

In fact, he was not so fat in junior high school. He was just lazy in high school and ate too much, so his weight went out of control.

Chen Wang went to the bathroom, lifted up his clothes, and looked at himself in the mirror.

Her bangs were a little longer, but her facial features were still okay. It was just that her body shape wasn't so good. So what Li Xintong called "stupid" at that time, turned out to be... the truth?
Why do I feel I can catch up with An Jiani?
Chen Wang, who finally had time to reflect on himself after he had some free time, realized how stupid his dream was.

After putting down his clothes, Chen Wang went to his room, put on a coat, zipped it up to the collar, and put on headphones.

At nine o'clock in the evening, I started my night run.

Although he didn't know if he would become more handsome after losing weight, Chen Wang had always wanted to work out. However, he had never been able to do so due to various so-called "objective reasons".

TMD, just do it!

The best time to plant a tree is ten years ago. The second best time is now.

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After running for about an hour from home to school in the evening, Chen Wang went home, took a hot bath, and then collapsed on the bed and slept until the alarm clock rang the next morning. After breakfast, he took the bus to school.

Although he knew that weight loss must be coordinated with diet and not just aerobic exercise, it was quite difficult to customize a diet in high school, and Yurong also had to go to work. He could only try to reduce his food intake and control his high-calorie intake.

Of course, his body fat percentage is relatively high, and if he sticks to exercise he will definitely lose a lot of weight in the short term.

The goal is to run for an hour every night for a month.

What, running hurts your knees?
If you don't want to run, don't run. Why make excuses?

Early in the morning, when he arrived in the classroom, Chen Wang saw Gui Jiahao writing furiously, after all, he had basically not touched yesterday's homework.

Most of the students who come to the class at this time are copying homework.

Chen Wang, on the other hand, returned to his seat with ease, took out the homework books one by one, placed them on the table, and waited for the person in charge of each group to collect them.

"Oh, you have already copied it at home, right?" Zhao Tingting, who was sitting next to Chen Wang, teased him while copying his English homework.

"Humph." Chen Wang said disdainfully, "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't look down on the young and poor."

"Are you also watching Doupo [beep]?" the boy behind asked with interest.

"No, I saw the stars change."

He was a little bored because he had no homework to do. Looking at Zhao Tingting who was copying someone else's homework, Chen Wang suddenly said, "Can you believe it? I have seen a dragon."

"..." Zhao Tingting stopped copying homework and looked at him, "Huh?"

“I have seen a dragon.”

Chen Wang stared at her and said seriously, "I was playing games at home with headphones on last night, and then my mother pushed the door open and yelled at me: Are you a dragon?"

"..." Zhao Tingting slowly frowned, with a cold expression, "Idiot."

puff.

Suddenly, Chen Wang heard a female voice, which sounded like an uncontrollable laugh.

What's going on?

Chen Wang turned his head and saw Li Xintong standing right in front of him.

She looked down, pursed her lips, and didn't know what she was holding back. She tried to be serious and collected the math homework on her desk, and then collected other people's homework. But it was obvious that her repeated pursing of her lips and slightly puffy face were not right...

Was she laughing just now?
Chen Wang turned his head in confusion, looking at her tall and calm back, but still couldn't imagine the picture.

.........

One day at school, Chen Wang felt like he was on his first day of rebirth. Despite the rather bad classroom environment and the ridicule of his classmates, he basically listened to every class carefully.

At this moment, he felt like Qiao Feng who was mixed among the Han people and could not find a sense of belonging.

Damn, I understood "Li Sao" for the first time: All the girls are jealous of my beautiful eyebrows!

"Do you want to learn from the girls in your class and pretend to hide back in class to study when you have your period?"

When the students were standing on the playground during physical education class, a boy named Zou Yu, who was about 1.72 meters tall and quite thin, turned around and teased Chen Wang in a rather rude manner.

Then, Chen Wang gave a formulaic crosstalk ending: "I can go to hell with you."

Chen Wang didn't know how long it would take to become desensitized to this kind of ridicule.

But he knew that instead of waiting for himself to become desensitized, it would be better to wait until those guys got bored and were too lazy to spend money on him.

However, the best opportunity is the last exam at the end of this semester.

After this time, there was no more class changes.

If I had done well in the exam that time, I would still have a chance to squeeze out the last place in the second liberal arts experimental class and transfer to that class.

Overall, the teacher in that class is more responsible and the class atmosphere is better.

Being able to enter that class means that you have a great chance of passing the undergraduate entrance examination.

"We're learning basketball in this section."

The physical education teacher standing in front of everyone said.

In fact, physical education classes in schools basically never teach anything.

Recently, because of the student who jumped off the building in that school, weekend tutoring was stopped. Schools have also started to engage in formalism, not allowing students to take extra classes, and even requiring students to attend classes seriously.

However, Chen Wang remembered that this kind of physical education class was only attended twice, and after dealing with the inspection from above, there was no more sound.

"Chen Wang, go to the equipment room and borrow eight basketballs."

"okay."

When he did this, Chen Wang remembered that the physical education teacher also asked him to get the ball in that class that day.

This thing called world line, you don't change at all?

There was no choice but for Chen Wang to walk towards the school’s equipment room.

No. 3 Middle School is a very old school. The toilets are independent of the teaching building, and there are individual toilets inside. Only the floors near the teachers' offices have cubicle toilets, but fortunately, students can use them.

The equipment room is also in the direction of the toilet. There is a row of bungalows that look like old classrooms. The innermost one is the equipment room. It takes three minutes to walk there...

While walking on the road, Chen Wang suddenly stopped.

The sound of a guitar came from a room.

The guitar melody is very clean and a little sad, as if it is playing "Meeting".

It's like standing under a ginkgo tree with its leaves falling in winter.

The sound of the guitar was intermittent, and only occasionally smooth in familiar places.

Chen Wang remembered.

He also heard the sound that day, but because the curtains were drawn, he couldn't see what was inside, so he just left. After all, the music was pretty average.

This seems to be a music equipment room.

But what is quite buggy is that there is no music class in No. 3 Middle School.

So, naturally, it became a miscellaneous storage room.

Chen Wang was attracted by the sound, and then slowly walked to the door. Looking at the half-open classroom door, he slowly pushed it open.

The music classroom is filled with desks stacked symmetrically, and it looks messy and dim.

There was only a space of less than half a square meter and a stool at the window.

The warm afternoon sun shone in through the window from outside, shining on the girl's bangs and dyeing her hair light brown.

Li Xintong leaned against the desk, holding a dusty guitar in her arms, staring down at the steel strings pressed by her fingers, playing clumsily frame by frame...

(End of this chapter)