Mercilessly mocked by Shen Yu, Yao Maolin widened his eyes in disbelief. He was just about to turn to his deskmate to complain when a whistle interrupted him.
PE class had plenty of activities and little time. After only a few minutes of rest, the teacher urged them on to the next activity.
Shen Yu held his face stiffly serious, his arms stretched rigidly straight. Although he had successfully gone from zero consecutive volleyball bumps to ten in just a few lessons, he still had to chase after the ball.
The sounds of volleyballs being bumped rose and fell, with the occasional beautifully worded curse coming from the crowd.
Shen Jun stood nearby holding a ball too. Although he could not participate in most sports, he occasionally bumped or retrieved balls, spending most of his time helping the teacher organize the equipment.
In just one minute, Shen Yu was led on one chase after another by the ball. The thought that he had spent at least ten seconds chasing it made his teeth itch with anger.
He finally made it to the end of training, only to hear the teacher announce that the last activity was still a long-distance run. Shen Yu's legs nearly gave out.
"Sir, I'll take the volleyballs back to the storage room first." Shen Yu rolled his big eyes, looking at Mr. Hong as sincerely as he could.
As a PE teacher with over twenty years of teaching experience, Hong Jian had dealt with countless students and teachers. The moment Shen Yu spoke, he knew what the fresh-faced boy before him was planning.
Thinking of Shen Yu's hard-to-describe but reasonably earnest attitude, along with his barely passing grades, Hong Jian was just about to turn a blind eye and agree when someone else spoke.
"Sir, I'll