The next day, morning reading began, and Lu Xiao had not seen Zhang Yangren yet.

This made him feel a little strange. Even Yuan Hua, who watches movies, gets up to go to school as usual. Zhang Yang, who reads calendars, looks better in physical fitness than Yuan Hua. Isn't that right?

"The sign-in was successful and the reward [Harmonica Mastery] was obtained. The sign-in cooldown is: 23:59:35."

Harmonica?

Lu Xiao had told Qiu Ya that he could play the instrument, but he didn't expect that he would be rewarded with an instrument skill so quickly after signing in. It was so coincidental that it was for playing the instrument.

Because of its wide range of sounds, the harmonica is called the piano in your pocket. Whether it is blues, jazz or rock, the harmonica can be perfectly adapted. The melodies it plays are beautiful and soft, and are loved by many people.

But it seems there is no place to teach harmonica?

There are interest classes for guitar, piano, violin, etc., but harmonica is almost invisible.

Lu Xiao used to like the harmonica version of Lake Baikal, which is ethereal and has a blues feel. Now that the harmonica is available, it’s just waiting for Li Jian to compose this song.

At Lu Xiao's level, it would be impossible for him to write this song unless he learned the music score. Without the music score, he would naturally not be able to play it.

At the end of the first class, Zhang Yangcai arrived late, his face was bruised and his arms were hanging up.

"How did you do this?" As soon as the bell rang, Lu Xiao turned his head and asked with a surprised look on his face.

Zhang Yang sighed: "Don't mention it. When I went back last night, I took off my hands and didn't see any holes on the ground. I was about to fall. In order to protect the calendar, I fell like this."

To put it this way, no matter from every point of view, it is the right thing to do.

Because he didn't know how to comfort him, Lu Xiao simply didn't bother to say anything and turned his head back.

"Lu Xiao, where did you get that wall calendar? When the new calendar comes out next year, can you get another one? I'll add twenty." Even if his left arm is hanging, he can't hide his coquettish nature.

Lu Xiao shook his head and said, "Don't think about it. Someone gave it to me, and I don't know where I bought it."

"Ask the person who sent it to you." Zhang Yang said anxiously.

"No more contact."

"Don't bother me. For the sake of the calendar, you have to associate with him." Zhang Yang hates that iron can't make steel.

"No, it's not compatible with my personality. There's nothing I can do about it."

Mengte, who was listening to their conversation and pinching his orchid finger, couldn't help but said: "What do you mean, you two are quarreling over a calendar."

"What a wall calendar? It's art. Forget it, even if I tell you, you don't understand." I didn't know how long I had been admiring the display of art last night, but now I feel quite enlightened.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mengte laughed loudly and said: "Art, it's just you two, don't make me laugh. I don't understand you stinky boys, aren't you the ones with women who wear very little?

It’s a photo.”

I don’t know if it’s because he has been dealing with old men and old ladies for many years, but Zhang Yang knows well that he can’t reason with women. He didn’t argue with Mengte about how outstanding the photos on the collector’s edition calendar were. He said: “Mengte, you

This makeup is not good today, Charlotte definitely won’t like it.”

"Ah, is it true? What should I do?" Mengte, who quickly came to his senses, rolled his eyes at Zhang Yang and said angrily: "I hate it, I'm naturally beautiful, when did you ever wear makeup?"

"vomit!"

Zhang Yang hurriedly covered his mouth with his uninjured right hand, knowing deeply what it means to injure the enemy a hundred and damage yourself a thousand. What was hit to him was tons of damage.

Isn't Lu Xiao like Zhang Yang who overestimates his capabilities? Is he a cross-dressing boss, or is he a boss who finally treats himself as a woman? Is it someone who can be provoked by a small character like them?

So when Zhang Yang and Mengte faced each other, Lu Xiao turned his head away, perfectly avoiding this wave of damage.

…

"What class is this? Why is there no teacher here?"

"There is a physical education class on the schedule. Maybe a few teachers didn't show up, and they haven't decided yet. Hey, who do you think can win?"

"I don't think it's useful. The teacher thinks it doesn't matter who comes. Do you think I won't be able to sleep if I switch from Chinese to English?"

"It's better that you have a good attitude."

It's been a minute since the school bell rang, but no teacher has come in yet, and all the students are talking about it.

Boom, boom.

While everyone was discussing, someone suddenly knocked on the door. After the class quieted down, the man in sportswear said loudly: "Go to the playground for this physical education class."

"Wow!"

"Lu Xiao, could it be a conspiracy?" Zhang Yang asked uneasily.

"..."

"Conspiracy, sir, maybe someone from above came to the school to check." Before Lu Xiao could say anything, Xiu Nian, who was on their right, said first.

playground.

"I didn't expect that our school actually has a physical education teacher."

"This is what makes you nagging. Don't we have a physical education student like Ma Dongmei in our class? How can we not have a physical education teacher? Isn't it because the physical education teacher has always been in poor health, so we can't have physical education classes?"

"The physical education teacher is not in good health. Do you believe this?"

"There's nothing unbelievable about this. Many health experts left early." Da Chun's words were conclusive and well-founded.

Bang bang bang.

The physical education teacher who had previously informed them to come to the physical education class on the playground clapped his hands and said loudly: "Okay, everyone is quiet. In this physical education class, boys play basketball and girls can move freely. Come on, that smiling classmate, go over there

Bring some basketballs over here."

The one chosen by the teacher was Dachun, who had just spoken confidently and was still smiling after speaking.

"Teacher, do we have physical education classes this semester?"

"Teacher, how do you play basketball? Is it a game?"

"teacher……"

The physical education teacher, who had never felt that he was so popular, waved his hand to silence everyone and said: "A conservative estimate is that it is unlikely that you will have physical education classes during the semester. As for basketball, you can play 1v1 or organize 3v3 by yourself."

What he didn't say was that for this class, the leaders came to check and the playground couldn't be empty, so Class 2, Grade 3, became the lucky ones who could take physical education classes.

"Then let's do 3v3. Who wants to team up with me?" Upon hearing that he could form a team freely, Yuan Hua, who was good at basketball, immediately felt that he had a chance to perform.

He shook his hair, raised his arms, and looked across Qiu Ya's body, with a look of confidence on his face.

During lunch break or after school, many people played together. Everyone knew Yuan Hua's level very well. As soon as he finished his words, people responded immediately. Their team of three was formed in minutes.

"Charlotte, do you dare to compete?" Yuan Hua challenged Charlotte.
Chapter completed!