Shi Mu was doing what she remembered, and when she was thinking about it, someone lightly touched her chest, and she followed her line of sight.
Bei Ling covered his hands a little at a loss: "I, I, I, I didn't mean to..."
Shi Mu blinked, nonchalantly: "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 underneath. In order to prevent bulging, a thin chest sticker was attached to the shapewear. The question is, how did the girl feel it? Just like that, can you feel your chest muscles are so 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, I will be careful about you this time, so I don't touch you."
"Training!! Don't flirt with the two of you." Lao Huang couldn't help but tap the fan on his hand.
Bei Ling puffed out her cheeks, a little unhappy: "Teacher, don't throw dirty water on Shi Mu, Shi Mu is so serious that he won't flirt with people, I am harassing Shi Mu, don't get me wrong. "
"…???"
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 lightly, his brows gradually wrinkled, "You guys 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 strong, but it's almost too bad, Bei Ling can't do it, 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. , you only look good when you do gymnastics, like you, it's not good for a boy to be so weak, 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 one! ! !
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 quickly build up his muscles, he worked hard every time, but the competition was what was important at this stage.
Lao Huang shook his head: "You both can do radio gymnastics, and the two of you are very good at basics and movements. You can practice almost in two days, but you can't keep up with your physical fitness. How can you practice well and be beautiful? Since we are going to participate in the competition, we must shine and make people admire, understand?! 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 dumbbells with me."
Shi Mu exercises and runs every day, and her physical strength has already come up, but 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, Shi Mu is going to win glory for the fifteenth class again."
"What is the fifteenth class, obviously the school is good?"
"I heard that the preliminaries are going to be held soon. Shimu, come on, tell the people outside that our Yingnan radio gymnastics are 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 assigned to?"
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, right?"
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 took a breath, and his eyes widened: "Smelly shameless, who is with your family."
With a cold snort, he turned his head and straightened his waist.
He smiled in a low voice, his tone was 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, but when he said it so openly, why do you feel... weird