I held my cell phone and chatted for a while, and then breakfast was ready.
Mu Qingyun helped Jia Junhao carry it out. Seeing him diligently repairing the mechanism in the garden, he decided not to wait for him and take the bus to school today.
She can't eat today. Teacher Zhang told her yesterday that she needs to have a physical examination and take a physical test. For physical examination, blood must be drawn and fasting is required.
"Why."
Not being able to have breakfast in time is not a problem for the girls next to her, but it is really difficult for her.
Mu Qingyun arrived early, took the physical examination form and queued up for blood drawing. After blood was drawn, vision was checked, lung capacity was checked, height and weight were measured.
The height and weight were measured in the gymnasium outside the No. 1 Middle School. Their No. 13 Middle School and No. 1 Middle School were right next to each other, so they simply shared such a gymnasium, which was considered a saving in resources.
Mu Qingyun felt a little panicked every time he took a physical test before.
Her eyesight was good, but she was overweight. Every time her heart rate was measured, she was required to jump. She was always out of breath after jumping, and it was difficult to complete it in one go. The performance of seated forward bending is also not good.
In fact, she also knew that no one would be so bored as to stare at her, but she couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Especially when weighing, how can a girl not care about her figure? In the past, every time Mu Qingyun weighed himself, he would wear as many clothes as possible, and eat as few meals as possible.
I didn't think much about it today.
Stepping on the scale, it was 64 kilograms, a full 128 pounds.
My weight hasn't changed much, well, I actually gained a pound.
"..."
He is 1.67 meters tall and three centimeters longer.
The teacher who was keeping track of the weight was a little surprised. This little girl didn't look fat, but she didn't look like someone with particularly strong muscles or a high-intensity bodybuilder. In fact, this child's figure was well-proportioned and beautiful, making people envious at first sight. .
It really doesn't fit the weight.
The teacher checked the scale for a long time and could only let Mu Qingyun go with an inexplicable look on his face.
After taking the weight, a group of little girls formed a circle around the plastic bench like a group of little ducks that had lost their feathers, and started jumping up and down shouting slogans.
Mu Qingyun finished the dance smoothly and went to measure her heart rate obediently. The teacher recording over there suddenly looked up at her and stood up to check the machine.
After checking over and over again for a long time, the teacher frowned and turned to look at Mu Qingyun again.
Mu Qingyun understood immediately. In the second round of testing, when the teacher pressed the stopwatch, she deliberately increased the frequency and speed of her jumps. She outputted a high speed, and her legs almost flew out of the afterimage, and her forehead finally felt a little warm.
"stop!"
"call!"
"Ouch!"
As soon as the word 'stop' rang out, the two students on Mu Qingyun's left and right fell down. She quickly reached out and grabbed them.
The students gathered in a circle sat on the ground panting, groaning and refusing to move.
teacher:"……"
Most of these students were confused - what happened?
They were all dancing hand in hand. As a result, the students next to them seemed to be getting faster and faster, so they unconsciously speeded up. Although they definitely couldn't match Mu Qingyun's speed, they jumped out of the Olympics with the energy of the Olympics, and finally tired themselves out. Became a dog!
Only Zhou Yuan and Fang Mo, who were around Mu Qingyun, knew that it was Ah Qing who brought the speed up, but at this time they were too tired to speak, so they could only kick forward with wide eyes.
Mu Qingyun gently lifted up the two good classmates and put them away, frowning.
Fang Mo and Zhou Yuan: "..."
After the physical test was over, a group of 'little ducks' chirped a few times with lingering fear, then rushed to the cafeteria to look for food.
Zhou Yuan sat on the chair, his eyes couldn't help but turn to Mu Qingyun's waist.
Compared to Zhou Yuan's reservedness, Wang Mengmeng's eyes were glued to Mu Qingyun's waist.
Just now, when Mu Qingyun was jumping lightly, his clothes floated upward, revealing a section of his snow-white waist.
"Tsk!"
That thin waist and those lines are simply beautiful.
"I think the allusion is wrong. The king of Chu has such a thin waist. If the good one has such a thin waist, then starving to death will be useless."
Mu Qingyun's waist looks particularly powerful.
Wang Mengmeng: "I don't know why, but I want to go to the gym right now."
Mu Qingyun suddenly thought that someone in her WeChat circle of friends seemed to be selling fitness cards. If she sold one, there seemed to be a lot of commission?
"cough."
She suddenly thought of something. She seemed to be the monitor of Class Nine.
Although she always forgets the identity of the class monitor, the entire first grade is in the gymnasium, and there are also first grade students from No. 1 Middle School, so she always has to take into account the face of the students after get off work.
Mu Qingyun thought as he carried the tray to serve rice again. The rice cost an extra six yuan, and he ordered four dishes. One of them was braised beef balls. The soup was thick, rosy, fragrant and spicy. , very delicious.
Wang Mengmeng glanced at the food, then at Mu Qingyun, and a large group of little stars suddenly appeared in her eyes: "Ah Qing, your face is as smooth as a peeled egg, and your skin is getting better and better. How can you fix it?" of?"
She also discovered that Ah Qing's skin had become particularly good, he had grown taller, his small double chin had disappeared, and it looked like he had lost twenty pounds.
"Well, it must be that after getting away from those weirdos, my mood has improved and I have become more and more beautiful."
Wang Mengmeng said clearly, "Ah Qing, it seems that you and those people are in conflict with each other!"
Mu Qingyun: "..."
After eating, Mu Qingyun put down his tray and stood in front of the flagpole in the gymnasium to act as a 'signpost'. Students from Class 9 came over to gather one after another.
Mu Qingyun nodded, and it was almost two-thirds of the way there. There were still ten minutes left before the meeting time. There was no need to rush. A group of students gathered together and talked and laughed, talking about the 'technology competition' that has become more popular in recent years. Come.
There is no competitive atmosphere in No. 13 Middle School. There are neither teachers nor competition groups that can pass the assessment. Except for a few students who have good family conditions and have worked hard in this field since childhood, few people participated. The situation is similar to that of No. 1 Middle School. Quite the opposite.
Nowadays, the requirements for various competitions in the Ming Dynasty are very high. For example, the most valuable science and technology competitions, historical knowledge competitions, etc., all require participation in groups of three to five people, and the groups must spend up to a whole year. Pass through levels one by one, and finally qualify for the competition.
Of course, once you qualify in the competition and win, the rewards will be huge. Not to mention reaching the top in one step, it is not much different. Not only will the bonus be very high, but you will also be favored by a famous school.
Every year, these competition champions are worth the hair of more than a dozen lecturers from major prestigious schools to compete.
For example, at Yanzhou University, those students who compete in competitions are more valued by teachers than those who take the college entrance examination.
"This year is different. Gao Xiaowei from Class 5 in our school is really awesome. He is now an alternate member of the science and technology team of the Honor Team. Their team is one of the best in Taoshi City and is also ranked among the best in the province. They will definitely get good results. Results, even if he is just a substitute, he can still accumulate good qualifications."
"I also heard that Teacher Ruan, the instructor of the Honor Team, is very optimistic about Gao Xiaowei and said that Gao Xiaowei will also play in this competition. It seems that he was praised by the goddess of luck and can be used as a secret weapon."
Hearing the words 'Gao Xiaowei', Mu Qingyun's attention shifted unconsciously.
Wang Mengmeng frowned. She felt annoyed when she heard this person's name, and said depressedly: "The instructor of the Honor Team has been shouting to change it every year. Will it be changed this year? Huh, I will definitely change it."
The one who would appreciate that guy might be a blind man.
Mu Qingyun sighed.
She felt that the competition was a bit strange, and she somewhat suspected that 'Gao Xiaowei' had taken advantage of him again.
The plot is now unrecognizable.
The script in Mu Qingyun's mind was updated much slower than reality, and it had no reference value at all.
She could only adapt to the situation and improvise.
