Chapter 516: Who doesn't want to get into a higher education institution, sigh

"I just don't like knives, I don't want to see this tragic ending, so I deliberately didn't calculate it. Why doesn't Old Jian understand my good intentions!! X is really pitiful! I even want to write a novel called 'The Devotion of Unknown X'."

Bai Bufan covered his face, whispering painfully and unwillingly.

"I feel like you're the kind of person who would cry when watching 'Forged in Fire' and say, 'Why are there so many knives in this variety show?'" Lin Li sneered.

"Sigh, sadness makes me poetic,"

Bai Bufan ignored Lin Li. Writing a book was too difficult. He just wanted a haiku now, so he took a deep breath: "

Jianjian is a big idiot,

Baka baka,

But I don't hate it."

Lin Li gave a thumbs up: "The funniest, and baka baka? I'm still gala gala."

The poem inspection result came out, the reason for the poem is debt.

"Compared to gala gala, I still like Farfetch'd with its own seasoning,"

Bai Bufan smiled, put the test paper on the table casually, and slumped in his seat, looking a bit broken:

"Let's put Old Jian aside for now, tsk, why is it approaching the final week, so annoying."

"What's so annoying? Shouldn't you be looking forward to the arrival of winter vacation more?" Lin Li glanced at him.

Bai Bufan's family is not the kind of high-pressure family that would immediately give a serious lecture because his grades dropped a few places. Although they hope the child's grades are good, they won't take this too seriously, so the pressure of facing exams shouldn't be great.

"What I'm annoyed about is not the final exam of learning, there is a PE class in the afternoon, what I'm annoyed about is the final exam of PE."

Bai Bufan scraped the wooden board of the desk with his fingers, making a teeth-aching sound.

"This." Lin Li paused.

There is indeed such a thing. You Jun—that is, the PE teacher of Class 4—did indeed say last week that there would be a final physical fitness test this week.

As for the PE class next Monday and Tuesday?

Naturally, it's either self-study or it's been requisitioned.

The items for the physical test are nothing more than 50 meters, long jump, pull-ups, and 1000 meters.

"Fan, after being said by you, I'm also a little nervous,"

Lin Li changed his previous laziness, smiled full of malice, leaned forward, whispered in Bai Bufan's ear, and began to whisper softly:

"Imagine, Bai Bufan, you are standing in front of the pull-up bar, your arms shaking like withered leaves in the wind.

You try hard to pull up, but your body doesn't move at all—you can't do even one, hehe, you can't do even one~

Sweat slides down from your forehead, dripping into your eyes, the hot, stinging pain makes you squint, but your vision still vaguely sees that group of girls around.

They form a circle, covering their mouths and giggling, pointing and gesturing: 'Oh, my God, Bai Bufan's pull-ups are the same as the Wang Ze raised at my grandma's house, it's 0'.

Ding Ding, Jiu Jiu, Yingbao, their mocking voices pierce your ears like needles, your face is flushed with heat, and you wish you could drill into a crack in the ground.

You still want to work hard, struggling, but your arm muscles are sore and weak, your body is swaying back and forth, and finally you fall to the ground with a 'thump', dust flying.

The girls' laughter explodes, drowning you like a tide—that kind of embarrassment is more fatal than failing the final exam..."

Bai Bufan: "?"

Lin Li paused, his voice lowered even more, carrying a coldness like a poisonous snake:

"It's not over yet, oh. Then, it's time for the 1000 meters.

A full two and a half laps, Bai Bufan, you could barely hold on at the start, but just after the first lap, your legs felt like they were filled with lead, every step was stepping on the tip of a knife, the second lap, your breathing became the roar of a broken bellows, your lungs were burning like they were on fire, right?

Haha, now we've reached the last half lap~ tsk, that's hell.

A strong smell of blood surges in your throat, the fishy sweetness like rust is stuck in your throat, every breath you take is like swallowing broken glass.

Your vision starts to turn black, the track twists in front of your eyes, and there is only your own heavy breathing and roaring in your ears—thump, thump, thump, you don't think that's the sound of your heartbeat, right? Wrong, Fan, that's the death knell ringing.

The finish line is clearly in front, but it's like a phantom that can never be reached.

The moment you finish running, you collapse to the ground, the smell of blood in your throat turns into dry retching, and your whole body trembles as if it's falling apart.

That kind of fatigue is not tiredness, it's the despair of having your soul drained..."

Bai Bufan: "(; o_o)?!!"

"I fuck!!!!"

"Lin Li, you damn beast!! Pure beast!!!" Bai Bufan couldn't hold it anymore, stood up and pointed at Lin Li's nose and scolded, "Is this something a human can do?"

Huang Yi and Zhou Jiana, who had just returned from the bathroom to the door, heard this and hurried back to their seats to study hard for the final exam.

"Lin Li, this sarcastic remark just now, seriously, aerobic organisms can't say it, anaerobic organisms can't say it, only oxygen-avoiding organisms can say it, right?"

Bai Bufan was angry and ferocious.

He laughed, really laughed.

Lin Li didn't refute when scolded, just smiled: "Sweating, right?"

Bai Bufan: "Damn it!"

Already starting to get tired.

Gutter, Lin Li's description is too vivid, as if he really experienced—damn, almost forgot that Lin Li's physical fitness was the same as his before, and he really experienced these things.

Can this description not be sincere?

"Pull-ups are fine, brother has thick skin, it doesn't matter, just go up and hang for a while," unable to refute, and what he was nervous about was indeed this, Bai Bufan broke the jar and slumped back into his seat:

"I just hope today's PE class only tests the first three items, and leave the 1000 meters to the next class, so I can live a little longer."

Lin Li happily patted Bai Bufan's shoulder:

"According to unofficial history, black people have strong physical fitness because there have been many large-scale black movements in history. Fan, you've been barking about the 'Fan movement' for a semester, but you haven't exercised much, right?"

"Start taking action from now on,"

Lin Li tried to encourage Bai Bufan:

"You have to know, Fan, although you can't change the past, you can still mess up the future. Come on! You can do it!"

Bai Bufan, who was ready to get hot-blooded: "?"

"You damn!! Why does this chicken soup taste wrong!"

Lin Li: "Oh, my chicken is the chicken of the machine."

Bai Bufan: "That's called bath water."

Time objectively will not slow down because of Bai Bufan's fear.

The afternoon arrived as scheduled.

Because the first period was PE class, after the lunch break bell rang, Lin Li patted Chen Yuying who was sleeping on the side: "Lunch break is over, get up and go downstairs."

As a girl who participated in the sports meeting, Chen Yuying's PE can't be said to be top-notch, but at least it's excellent, so she wasn't nervous about the physical test.

Awake, Chen Yuying stretched, slapped away Lin Li's prank finger that took the opportunity to poke her waist, got up and looked at Lin Li, and gave a small yawn: "Mm-mm~ I know, let's go."

Her voice still carried a bit of the confusion and laziness of just waking up.

Nice to hear.

"Can you call me brother with this voice?"

"No~"

"Damn."

Lin Li, who decided to find another opportunity next time, went downstairs to the playground with Chen Yuying, and asked on the way: "Will it be uncomfortable to sleep like this?"

"Winter is fine, the school uniform is thick, it's quite comfortable to lie on." The girl who had detached from the sleepy state and whose voice was light again answered, "And I don't take naps often." ===== CHAPTER 517 =====