The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

The meeting has ended.

The teachers left the meeting room one after another.

"Teacher Lu, you must come next time!" Shao Mingrui touched his hair, realizing he had lost quite a bit after setting the questions.

Lu Qian coughed lightly, "Next time for sure."

Back to class.

Lu Qian tapped on the podium to attract the attention of the whole class.

"As everyone knows, midterm exams are coming up soon. The atmosphere at school is getting serious."

"Don't be nervous. I've seen all your hard work during this period of extra classes and tutoring."

"The midterm exam will be much more difficult than the monthly exam. You may encounter question types you haven't seen before, but don't worry. What we've learned are problem-solving strategies, and the principles remain the same no matter how they change. We've also done plenty of quizzes in the chapters, so relax and write boldly."

"I believe you will give yourselves a satisfactory answer."

From the back row, Li Jun raised his fist and said, "Don't worry, teacher, we will also give you a satisfactory answer."

Other classmates chimed in.

"Let them see what's what!"

"After this battle, let's see who dares to yell at us again!"

"Break through with the determination to die; we will surely crush the enemy in one blow!"

"Holy crap! It's still steaming!"

The classroom was instantly filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Although it was nearing midterms, Lu Qian had no intention of canceling physical education classes; he would play and attend as usual.

He also didn't forget to teach Huang Shibao how to walk.

It's called teaching, but it's really more about adjusting your walking posture.

The next day was physical education class.

Lu Qian declined the basketball invitations from Feng Zhiqiang, Li Jun, and others, and walked with Huang Shibao on the plastic track.

"Teacher, shall we practice here?"

There were quite a few students having physical education class at the time, and Huang Shibao felt a little ashamed.

It's fine to imitate on my own, but when I teach and learn like this, I suddenly feel uncomfortable, as if everyone on the playground is watching me.

Lu Qian nodded. "Yes."

"Don't be ashamed. Actually, nobody's paying attention to us. Everyone has their own things to do, and besides, we're not doing anything weird. We're just taking a walk and chatting on the playground. Relax."

Huang Shibao nodded and looked around to find that no one was paying attention to them.

Lu Qian continued, "Shibo, when I observed you these past two days, I noticed you have a habit of unconsciously shrugging your shoulders."

"It happens during class, and while walking. You probably don't even realize it."

Huang Shibao looked puzzled. "Really?"

After saying that, he paused for a moment, then shrugged and quickly relaxed.

Lu Qian nodded slightly, unconsciously shrugging his shoulders. There are many reasons for this.

Anxiety, timidity, tension, overthinking... these are mostly due to a lack of self-confidence.

Some are caused by incorrect breathing techniques or improper posture.

"It's okay, we'll take it slow." Lu Qian patted his shoulder. "Don't be tense when you walk, relax your shoulders, look straight ahead, and breathe with your abdomen..."

As he spoke, Lu Qian pressed on his stomach to give him instructions.

Huang Shibao has a talent for acting, but there are many factors to consider when becoming an actor.

Lu Qian taught these things so that if Huang Shibao wanted to pursue an acting career in the future, his physique wouldn't be inferior to others.

The two walked on the plastic track.

Huang Shibao gradually became immersed in his studies after initially feeling nervous.

While they were studying, Feng Zhiqiang and Li Jun also started playing basketball.

Because physical education classes are usually held together by multiple classes, and basketball is a major activity, the default rule on the basketball court is that whoever arrives first gets to play.

Commonly known as: occupying a spot.

If there are few people, they play a half game; if there are many people, they play a full game. Occasionally, different classes can even play a small match.

Those who didn't get a spot either need to join or play something else.

To make it easier for students to play basketball, Geng Zeqin symbolically ran one or two laps to warm up before quickly dismissing them.

Therefore, Li Jun and his group were often able to secure a spot.

Meanwhile, Class 7 finally disbanded.

Wu Bin and several students were also a little annoyed by the full basketball court.

This PE class was originally scheduled for the next period, but the PE teacher had something to do later and moved the class to the next period, which resulted in the basketball court not being used for this class.

"There are no more shows available, what should we do?"

"Oh, let's compete with someone else."

"Those are all seniors in high school, right? Look this way."

Wu Bin scanned the court and finally settled on one spot. "There are fewer people in that court. Let's see if we can push them away. We have more people."

When a team with more players joins a team with fewer players, the team with more players will pass the ball to each other, gradually pushing the team with fewer players out of the game.

Finally, they took over the site.

Wu Bin and his classmates chuckled.

It's a shameful thing, but nobody can say anything about it.

After all, passing the ball on the field depends entirely on voluntary participation.

"Let's go, let's go."

……

"Bang!"

Feng Zhiqiang hit a three-pointer with pinpoint accuracy.

Li Jun tilted his head back, wiped his sweat, and said, "Damn, Daqiang, your skills are getting more and more amazing."

Feng Zhiqiang chuckled, "It's all thanks to Coach Lu's excellent teaching. He taught me a lot of shooting techniques. If you join the basketball team, Coach Lu will definitely teach you all together."

Yang Shun waved his hand, "Never mind, as long as I can spin the ball, that's fine."

The others also shook their heads in refusal.

They're only suited for a casual playing style; their height alone wouldn't get them into the team.

While they were chatting, Wu Bin and a few others from Class 7 came over.

"Dude, want to join us?"

Li Jun refused outright, "Sorry, we have enough people."

"Let's play together, the venue is full," Wu Bin continued.

Li Jun frowned. Why couldn't this person understand what he was saying?

At this moment, Liu Mingchao, who was playing badminton not far away, saw this scene and thought there was a conflict, so he put down his racket and quickly walked over.

"What's up, Jun-ge?" Liu Mingchao had just asked when he saw Wu Bin across from him, and his eyes widened immediately. "It's you."

Wu Bin was stunned for a moment. Did the person on the other end recognize him?

But he couldn't remember the person opposite him.

Liu Mingchao narrowed his eyes; he hadn't forgotten what happened that night.

That day, Teacher Lu showed them a movie for the first time and gave them snacks.

During casual conversations after school in the evening, this was the person who mocked Teacher Lu.

If Xie Tianming hadn't stopped him, given his fiery temper, he would have given him a good beating with his Overlord Chasing Wind Fist.

Even now, seeing the other person's sly and shameless manner, Liu Mingchao's hands are itching to get his hands on them.

But judging from the other person's expression, it seems they don't remember him?

Wu Bin indeed didn't remember him. That night, Liu Mingchao was backlit, so his face couldn't be seen clearly. Plus, there was a school bell after school, so he couldn't remember his voice very well either.

I just felt that this person looked familiar.

Liu Mingchao looked at Wu Bin, reflecting on his actions after being warned by Xie Tianming last time.

You can't just resort to violence; you have to think about the consequences.

Oh right, Teacher Lu said to use rules, right?

"Mingchao, your friend?"

Li Jun's expression relaxed slightly. If they were friends, it wouldn't be a problem to add them in.

Basketball is a team sport.

"Heh~"

Liu Mingchao sneered, put his arm around Li Jun, turned around and said a few words. Feng Zhiqiang, Yang Shun and others also curiously gathered around.

A few seconds later.

"Holy shit, is this the idiot?"

"Don't stop me!"

"Let go of me!!"

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