Transmigrating to Before the Big Boss Blackened

As soon as class started on Monday, Shimu was called to the sports room.

Lao Huang was packing equipment inside, and the floor was rubbed brightly.

Hearing the footsteps, Old Huang hummed and put the mop in the corner, "We have been training here for the past few weeks. Belling will come over right away. Wait a minute."

Just after speaking, the footsteps approached.

Shi Mu looked back and saw the little girl's eyes in amazement.

"Ahhh." She covered her mouth and screamed, Xing'er's eyes rounded, "every time...every day."

The red ears have a lovely response.

Shi Mu pursed his lips and smiled: "My name is Shi Mu, not Shi Mu."

Belling blinked, trembling.

This look of her made Shimu's smile deep, "Don't you know to partner with me?"

Belling shook his head, brushing the ends of her hair on her white cheeks, "I think Shimu-senpai will definitely not participate in such a meaningless competition."

She came to participate in sheer helplessness, one class had to pick a girl to participate, but most people learned that the partner was a boy from class 15, and they all escaped. Besides, the radio gymnastics competition is really stupid...

Seeing that they were not happy, the teacher proposed to vote. Belling had the most votes and had to participate. I never expected a blessing in disguise to get together with the idol.

Happy.

happy.

Beautiful.

"Teacher Huang, which set of radio gymnastics do we dance?" Belling showed two little tiger teeth with positive eyes.

Old Huang thought for a while, "If we don't do tricks, we will skip the ninth set."

Shi Mu thought about it in his head. The ninth set of radio gymnastics seemed to be released in 2011. They skipped it at that time, but... the movements were somewhat silly.

"You do it first and show me."

Lao Huang turned on the music and sat and watched.

Belling glanced carefully at Shimu, and stood beside her shyly.

The familiar sound of music remembered that the preparatory festival was stepping in place. She straightened her body and looked ahead, and she was bound to step in place to step out of the effect of the March of Volunteers. Seeing that the "male god" was so serious, Belling didn't dare not take it seriously.