A great director who grew up happily

He chewed it twice and swallowed it quickly, then stretched his head forward to look confused, muttering to himself, "What have I done wrong again? Did Wang Yidi and I get too close and get discovered by the class teacher?"

So he hurried out and cautiously said, "Teacher, if you have any instructions, I will do it right away."

Li Meng rolled her eyes at him, slammed the folder in her hand at him, and said, "Stop talking so smoothly. I want to ask you, why didn't anyone go downstairs during last week's physical education class?"

Hearing that it wasn't related to Wang Yidi, he felt relieved and said, "Why is there no one here? Didn't I go downstairs?"

He took the folder and opened it, and found that the first page was a notice of criticism.

The content is long-winded and in a typical administrative writing style. The main content is criticism of the senior high school students for not taking physical education classes, and it also specifically mentions the sprint classes.

"Chen Jinnian, how dare you say that? There are thirty people in the class, and you are the only one going down. How do you manage to be the sports committee member?" Li Meng asked.

Chen Jinnian was a little surprised after hearing this, but he closed the folder and said helplessly, "Teacher, you know the atmosphere in our class. How can we waste time on physical education? Besides, most of the students in our class are girls. When I call them down, they either say they have a stomachache or feel uncomfortable these days. What can I do?"

"What about Jiang Lin, Du Yiming and other boys? You're not going to tell me that they also have their periods, are you?" Li Meng obviously didn't believe what he said and continued to question him.

Scratching his head, Chen Jinnian stammered, "Well, it's not impossible."

"Don't give them a hard time. The physical education exam at the beginning of next year is just as important. During the physical education class later, I don't care what method you use. No one can stay in the classroom. I will come to check."

After saying this, Li Meng took the folder from his hand and walked towards Parallel Class 2 to attend math class.

He felt a little puzzled as he watched the departing figure, so he grabbed Pan Shuai, who was holding a cup of water and about to enter the classroom for Chinese class.

"Teacher Pan, what's wrong with our head teacher? She doesn't look happy."

"As the head teacher of the senior year, I got criticized."

Pan Shuai finished speaking and tapped his shoulder with the textbook again. "You've really been exposed this time. When the principal was inspecting, he noticed that you and Teacher Ma were the only ones playing badminton in most of the playground. He took a picture of you with his phone and even praised you at the morning assembly, saying that this is how a senior high school student should be."

After hearing this, he suddenly understood why Li Meng knew that he went there alone.

"So it's because of me that the principal noticed that seniors don't have physical education classes?"

"That's not clear, but you guys are really going a bit overboard now. You're all so full of energy at other times, but when it comes to physical education class, you act like Lin Daiyu."

After Pan Shuai finished speaking, he drove him into the classroom.

After Chen Jinnian returned to his seat, he found that everything in the box had disappeared in just a short while.

Wang Yidi, who was sitting in front, looked back at him, stuffed the small piece of cantaloupe in her hand into her mouth, and smiled provocatively. It was obvious that she was the one who divided the whole box.

A gentleman can be tolerated, and an uncle can be tolerated.

In the end, he swallowed his anger. He had brought it specially for Wang Yidi, so if it was gone, it was gone.

While waiting for the third physical education class in the morning, he witnessed what the ultimate torture was. What he said to Li Meng before was not nonsense.

"Girls, please give me some face and stop studying. Go to physical education class quickly. The homeroom teacher will be here to check soon."

Huang Zhitao raised his head and said, "Who still has physical education classes in the third year of high school these days? Isn't this a waste of time?"

"Didn't I tell you that the notice just issued this morning has already been published to criticize them?" Chen Jinnian said, standing behind the podium, holding a badminton racket.

"Where is the notice of criticism? Let me see it." Qiao Yingzi asked.

"With the homeroom teacher."

"Then how do I know if you are lying to me?"

"Yeah yeah."

“There’s not enough time.”

……

He tilted his head, looking at the group in front of him, thinking to himself, "Kid, you're invincible, you know that."

Giving up trying to convince this group of kings, he took only Wang Yidi, Jiang Lin and a few others to the playground first, leaving the rest to Li Meng to handle.

Ma Jun was not angry when he saw that few people came to class after the notice was issued. If he, a high school physical education teacher, was angry about such a thing, he would have died of anger long ago.

Most of the time, Ma Jun was extremely idle, and his desk was unusually clean. Apart from the water cup, there were probably only cigarettes left in the drawer.

If he hadn't been taking care of the sports students every afternoon, his belly would have been two times fatter than it is now.

It was only after Chen Jinnian checked Ma Jun's information that he found out that he was a former member of the national badminton team and had been a teammate of Lin Dan.

Otherwise, looking at the other person's fat body, he would never have thought that he would have such an experience.

Seeing him coming over, Ma Jun threw the key to the equipment room directly to him and said, "Take it as you like and put it back after class."

Chen Jinnian took the key, came over with a smile, and patted the badminton racket in his hand, "Teacher Ma, I got a good pair of rackets that my father bought. They have been in the classroom for a long time. Let's practice with them today."

"Who wants to play with you? I can't even play for a few rounds. I just wait for you to pick up the ball and serve." Ma Jun shook his head.

Although he has retired for more than ten years, it is still better not to be too relaxed when playing against Chen Jinnian, who is not even an amateur. It is so relaxed that it is a bit boring.

"How about we fight you together in a round-robin match today?" Chen Jinnian raised his eyebrows and pointed behind him.

Hearing this, Ma Jun also felt a little itchy. He was indeed a little too bored. "Okay, get the badminton net and hang it up, and get some more balls."

"Okay." Chen Jinnian agreed readily, and after a while, he dragged a small cart out from the equipment room under the stands.

When everyone saw this, they all gathered around and started choosing rackets.

"Teacher Ma, please finish this."

Chen Jinnian left one of the rackets he brought to Wang Yidi and handed the other to Ma Jun.

However, Ma Jun did not take it. Instead, he took a handful from the cart, weighed it, and said, "Poor students have a lot of stationery. Come on, come up and get beaten."

Badminton is a sport that requires a lot of exercise, but the prerequisite is that both players have similar levels.

Chen Jinnian and his gang were not on the same level of strength as Ma Jun, so they were really beaten up. After fighting for most of the class, Ma Jun felt like he had just warmed up, while they were exhausted.

"Teacher, can you hit me properly? You hit me to the right, then to the left. Aren't you tired?" Chen Jinnian said, leaning on his knees.

"Stop talking nonsense. Next one, the one wearing glasses, yes, that's you. Come up quickly."

Jiang Lin, who was called by Ma Jun, ran up happily with his racket.

After listening to Chen Jinnian’s introduction to the physical education teacher, everyone became very interested.

Being able to compete with former national team members, who are also Lin Dan's teammates, even if he gets beaten, it can be used as bragging material in the future.

After Chen Jinnian came down, he sat down next to Wang Yidi and leaned against her.

The faint scent of lemon and youth surrounded him tightly.

"Oh, it's all sweat. Isn't it dirty?" Wang Yidi said with some disgust, but he took out a portable wet wipe from his pocket, tore it open and slowly wiped the sweat off him.

Chen Jinnian leaned on the other's soft thigh, tilted his head back, and looked at Wang Yidi's serious expression.

The cool wet wipes and slippery fingers kept moving on his face. He closed his eyes comfortably and rubbed against Wang Yidi's arms. It would be nice if it could always be like this.

But after enjoying it for a while, I heard a commotion not far away, mixed with the screams of girls.

Helplessly he stood up and asked, "What happened?"