"Now start doing the eighth set of radio gymnastics, walk on the spot..." The sound was vaguely sounded over the playground of No. 2 Middle School to a very small beat.

From the start of school to the present, the eighth radio gymnastics class for the first grade of senior high school has been arranged. Before next month's autumn sports meeting, a radio gymnastics competition will be held. After all, it is to learn and proficient in this set of radio gymnastics within this month.

From the gate, the office building passes through the road. Compared to the cool corridor, a gust of breeze blows over it, making it cooler.

Lin An stood on a slightly tall stool, feeling the wind blowing, squinted his eyes slightly, and enjoying the rare coolness in the hot summer.

"Lin An, are you deliberately trying to go against me? For so long, Xu Jing has painted all the paintings, but you only wrote a few lines of words and have leisure to play here. Are you still our student union..." Liu Li, who walked from the other side of the road, saw the almost clean blackboard, looked at Lin An's comfortable appearance, and indignantly reached out and patted Lin An's calf.

There are two blackboards in the corridor, and Lin An is responsible for one of them. Most of the pages are about writing content related to the autumn sports meeting, and the rest are about writing the latest notices issued by the school.

Regarding the content of another blackboard, the Propaganda Department plans to publish the recent excellent results of students from second-middle schools participating in extracurricular activities, etc., and the other half will copy two beautiful English articles.

Accompanied by the crisp sound, a low laugh came from the blackboard behind Lin An. It was a girl who was also standing on the bench and drawing illustrations on the blackboard with colorful chalk, which is Xu Jing, who was mentioned by Liu Li. She is a second-year high school art student, and is a member of the Propaganda Department like Lin An.

Turning around speechlessly, Lin Anyangyangyang's manuscript in his hand, shouting even more indignantly, "I'm still unreasonable!"

"Oh, how come you have such a big temper? I will just talk about it casually! Your contribution to the Propaganda Department is obvious to all and obvious to all!" After class, I was busy looking for someone, and I was a little confused. Liu Li remembered that this paper was temporarily replaced at the request of the minister. She just asked the department staff to send the new manuscript here.

"I'm asking to withdraw from the student union now. I didn't apply at all, right?" Lin An threw away the chalk and wrote it hard just now, but suddenly notified the content to be changed. It took another half a day to wipe it off. Now it's just a chance to take a rest.

Seeing that Lin An was about to get off the stool, Liu Li hurried over and stopped him with coercion and temptation, and then pointed to the playground, "Look outside, in such a hot day, do you want to go to the playground to bask in the sun? How great is it here here! Besides, today you took the initiative to help."

Physical education class is the third class in the morning, and the fourth class is the music class. If the blackboard is posted quickly, you can still rush back to take the last music class. For Lin An, the music class is okay. Although he has to go to the music classroom to attend class and misses with Class 6 after school, he can avoid this physical education class.

Although it was almost October, the weather was still very hot. At this time, the sun was getting closer to noon, and it was the hottest time of the day. Thinking about the scene of doing the eighth radio gymnastics with the physical education teacher in the playground, he felt a little swollen, especially shortly after ten days of military training.

Otherwise, he would not have taken the initiative to come and help out this blackboard newspaper. He only went to the Propaganda Department to help out yesterday. Liu Li was originally planning to call a student in the second grade of high school to come.

"Deputy Minister, Zhao Lehua's calligraphy is not as good as Lin An. I heard that this school sports meeting, a city leader came to check it out, and I think it would be better for Lin An to write it." Xu Jing added a few strokes to the drawn illustrations, then bent down and jumped off the stool. While patting the dust on his hands, he walked to Liu Li and looked up at the blackboard.

"Just this word, you can pick seven or eight hundred of them at school." Lin An threatened to continue the strike. Liu Li deliberately stepped on the bench. Seeing Lin An turn around and write honestly, she laughed happily, "Talk about the advantages, you should praise him for being thick-skinned, just like Sun Can in our class, who is bulletproof!"

When he heard that Lin An and Sun Can were put together, Xu Jing smiled softly. With the "Hero Song" in the art performance, Sun Can became a "celebrity" in the school and was naturally also the focus of the Propaganda Department. If he prepares programs in the future, he will definitely be the candidate.

As if he was really attracted by Lin An's calligraphy, Xu Jing finished laughing and did not rush to go back and continue painting illustrations. He raised his head and asked Lin An, "Who did you learn your calligraphy from? How long have you been learning it?"

After joining the No. 2 Middle School, she was in the same class and was pulled into the Propaganda Department as a chief worker by Liu Li. She usually talks a lot in the class. In addition, Liu Li's noisy personality, Lin An seems much more familiar with her than when she was in junior high school!

Lin An lowered his head and scanned the content of the manuscript, while writing on the blackboard with chalk. Hearing this, he raised his head to learn the classic laughter of the villain on TV, as evidenced by Liu Li's reply just now, "Wow, self-taught, envy!"

"Here I come. Everyone says you wrote good English. I'm going to have to check this time. This is more important. I'll bother you..."

There was a sudden sound of light footsteps coming from behind. Then, when Liu Li said in a pleasing tone, Lin An was surprised. Liu Li was the deputy minister of the Propaganda Department and asked students to help in the name of the student union. How could this be needed?

"Ah, it turns out that the person the Deputy Minister was looking for was you..."

When Lin An heard Xu Jing screaming in surprise, he couldn't help but become more curious. He finished writing the lines he had written down, turned around, and then saw a tall girl walking behind the stool where he was standing.

The girl nodded politely to Liu Li on the opposite side, then smiled and greeted Xu Jing. She seemed to have heard the conversation about "words" just now, and Xinqi looked up to see the handwriting on the blackboard, and then ran into sight with Lin An.

Lin An was also surprised when he saw Tang Xiaonan who was frowning subconsciously. Unexpectedly, Liu Li said that the student who wrote the best in English was referring to her, so he hurriedly turned around and looked in the direction of her. Usually, Ruan Ruan and her were inseparable.

The road was so sunny that it seemed that his vision was twisting. No other figures appeared. Lin An hooked his feet, twisted his tilted body, and swayed lightly with the stool. He stood up straight and stood up again with a balanced waist.

Xu Jing's eyes were sharp. Seeing Lin An's staggering body turn, the stool under her feet shaking a little. She kindly wanted to reach out to support her, but she didn't expect her feet to be tripped, but instead let her hands turn and push them.

The bench was about to stop shaking slightly, Lin An bent down to pick up the chalk and wanted to continue writing the blackboard newspaper. Suddenly, the high stool suddenly fell forward. He hurriedly supported the blackboard to prevent his body from hitting it. Then, in order to avoid the fallen stool, he jumped backward, but he ran into Xu Jing who was staggering and bent down to pounce in front of him.

Now that I really couldn't stop, Lin An leaned back and leaned back to the side, and in a hurry, holding the hand of the manuscript grabbed Liu Li's arm who was coming to help him.

Perhaps Liu Li's strength was too small, Lin An's body was still unstable and fell sharply backwards. He also pulled his other hand with conditioned reflexes, then he supported the collar of a school uniform, and his palm slid down. He felt that he touched the metal zipper of the school uniform, and the arc was surprisingly soft. Then he fell to the ground and his hand slapped it.

Seeing Lin An fall down after sitting down, Xu Jing, who had stabilized her body, hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to pull him, and asked apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was careless. Are you okay?"

"It's okay." After glanced at Tang Xiaonan, who seemed to be stunned by his head, Lin An stood up with his back, handed the Chinese manuscript to Liu Li, and patted the soil on his body and hands. Fortunately, when he fell down, he pulled Liu Li with one hand, and then supported the other hand to cushion it. Otherwise, if the hand was rubbed on the cement road, it would be a skinny thing, but he would rather be the latter now.

"It's so scary. Why are you moving around on the side?" Liu Li saw the whole story at that time and knew that Xu Jing was kind enough to support the stool.

Then, Liu Li turned around and looked at Tang Xiaonan on the side. It was the "piano princess" of the school. What is a princess? It is a girl who can be frightened by anything you encounter. What surprised her was that Tang Xiaonan was very calm and was not disturbed by what happened just now. She just walked anxiously when she came. There was a hot blush on the other person's cheeks, "Tang Xiaonan, you are responsible for this, on the right side of the tree you were painting..."

At this moment, three boys who were holding each other with their arms around the office building, seemed to be from the second or third graders, and were not wearing school uniforms.

When they passed by the corridor, when they saw Tang Xiaonan wearing school uniforms but still slapping their eyes, the three boys immediately turned and walked over with smiles on their faces.
Chapter completed!