The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 311 0311. The legendary school sports meeting!

Chapter 311 0311. The legendary school sports meeting! (8)

Lin Jiaran glanced at that person, pursed his lips and said, "They feel that practicing at school is too inefficient, so they want to go to the gymnasium to practice."

Lin Jiaran didn't lower his voice, so everyone around could hear him.

Obviously, when the others heard what he said, they all showed thoughtful expressions, and then started whispering in twos and threes.

Then, Lin Jiaran heard the person who asked him before say: "Sports Committee, why don't we all go to the gymnasium to practice? Anyway, the rent is not expensive, so many people can't afford it?"

After saying this, many people joined in.

The location of the school is limited, and there are so many participants in the school sports meeting, not only from the junior high school, but also from the high school.

Lin Jiaran's face was obviously dark with embarrassment, but he could already faintly see that he was wavering in his eyes.

This is his first activity as a sports committee member. He really wants to do it well and get better results.

Obviously there is no way to get good training in school...

Lin Jiaran took a deep breath, "Okay, then let's go to the gym for training!"

So, 15 minutes later, a total of 17 people from the first class of junior high school appeared at the gate of the gymnasium.

No tickets are required to enter the gymnasium, but there is a charge for renting equipment in the gymnasium. The fee is charged on an hourly basis. If the equipment is damaged, the compensation will be three times the original price of the equipment.

Just as everyone else was counting the money, Jiang Shaoheng took Zhuang Xinian's little hand and walked in swaggeringly.

Jiang Shaoheng never lacked such things as money.

Only Zhuang Xinian was strictly restricted from spending money.

Jiang Shaoheng's long-distance running does not need to be practiced in this kind of place at all. At most, he can run on the school track after get out of class to get familiar with the feeling of being familiar with the school track.

As for the endurance and physical strength required for long-distance running, there is no need to worry about it at all. Jiang Shaoheng's morning exercise every morning is not a joke.

After Jiang Shaoheng neatly paid for Zhuang Xinian's medicine ball rental, he took her to practice.

Anyway, by the time Lin Jiaran and the others were in their positions, Zhuang Xinian had already been stared at by Jiang Shaoheng and threw a few medicine balls back and forth.

Tired little face flushed.

"Hoo, hoo!" Panting heavily, Zhuang Xinian put the medicine ball by his feet and put his hands on his knees.

The weather is already hot, and you will sweat even if you don't exercise, let alone such strenuous exercise.

Zhuang Xinian's whole body is wet now.

Even the hair was wet.

Jiang Shaoheng unscrewed the water in the schoolbag and handed it to her, "Drink some water and take a rest."

Zhuang Xinian took the water, poured half of the bottle down, then wiped his mouth with his hand in a very heroic manner, and then handed the remaining half of the bottle to Jiang Shaoheng.

"Brother Shaoheng, my hands are so sore!"

The little girl looked at herself aggrieved, Jiang Shaoheng almost softened, and blurted out the words "no more practice", but luckily he held back.

Taking two steps forward, he stretched out his hand to massage the little girl's white and tender arms.

"Hahaha!"

Zhuang Xinian was ticklish, and when Jiang Shaoheng massaged her, she couldn't help laughing, and then broke her little arm out of Jiang Shaoheng's hand.

"No, no, it's so itchy!"

Jiang Shaoheng looked at her helplessly, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "Let's practice for a while, and I won't practice after a while, huh?"

 sorry Sorry!
  Almost forgot to update.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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