Just after class on Monday, Shi Mu was called to the gym.
Lao Huang was packing his equipment inside, and the floor was polished.
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 minute."
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, Myolie's eyes widened, "Every time, every time... Shimu."
Red ears, cute response.
Shi Mu pursed his 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. Class 1 had to pick a girl to participate in the competition, but most people knew that their partner was a boy from class 15, and they all fled. Besides, broadcasting gymnastics competitions is really stupid...
Seeing that they were not happy, the teacher proposed to vote, and Belling had the most votes and 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 seems to have been introduced in 2011, and they still skipped it at that time, that is... The movements are 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.