EFB Chapter 33 Henpecked
Chapter 33 Henpecked
Physical education is probably the most popular subject for everyone after entering junior high school.
No need to memorize texts or do math; you can play freely on the playground.
The only downside is the lack of a physical education teacher.
His surname was Zhou. He looked to be in his sixties, with gray hair, thin and small, as if he could be blown over by the wind.
Song Huan stared at him for a long time, and a thought popped into her mind.
The principal's surname is also Zhou...
Could this be the principal's father? The kind who was forced into the job and is now getting paid?
However, there are advantages to being an older teacher.
After everyone warmed up and ran two laps, he waved goodbye.
"Free time."
Then he went to sit under the shade of a tree and drank tea.
The boys cheered and rushed onto the court with their basketballs.
The girls gathered in twos and threes, finding places to sit and chat.
Song Huan was about to walk towards the court when she suddenly remembered something.
He turned to look for Xiao Yunqing.
She found herself surrounded by people.
Zhou Tiantian held her hand, and three or four other girls stood nearby, chattering away, pulling her toward the lawn.
Xiao Yunqing was pulled away by them, and glanced back at Song Huan.
That look seemed to say, "I'll find you later."
Then he was dragged away.
Song Huan stood there, watching her retreating figure, and sighed.
Ok.
They forget about me once they make new friends.
He was about to walk towards the court when a voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Song Huan".
Song Huan turned around.
Lin Yue was standing behind him at some point, holding a bottle of iced cola.
She smiled sweetly in the sunlight.
"for you."
She handed me the iced cola.
Song Huan was stunned for a moment.
Before I could refuse, I heard her inner thoughts.
Drinking Coke after exercising is the best!
[He'll probably like it, right?]
[Xiao Yunqing seems to be nearby; I bet she'll be here within three seconds.]
Song Huan's lips twitched.
He was about to speak when he suddenly felt a gaze upon him.
It's cold.
He instinctively turned his head and looked towards the lawn.
Xiao Yunqing was sitting among a group of girls, holding a cup of soy milk in her hand.
Eyes fixed in this direction.
Not moving at all.
Song Huan felt a chill run down her spine.
Did this woman unlock the door?
The next second, Xiao Yunqing stood up.
She said something to the girls, then walked over with the soy milk.
He walked up to Song Huan.
I handed him the soy milk.
"I remember you can't drink cold drinks these days."
Song Huan was stunned.
"what?"
Xiao Yunqing looked at him with a calm expression.
"Have this, it's hot."
Song Huan looked completely bewildered.
How come I didn't know I couldn't drink cold drinks?
And I haven't had my period yet.
Before he could speak, he felt Lin Yue's gaze beside him.
Lin Yue was looking at him, her eyes flashing with the cunning of someone who had succeeded in their scheme.
[It arrived as expected, even faster than anticipated.]
[But it's okay, I'll tease her again next time and let her know that goals scored with a goalkeeper are even more exciting.]
Song Huan felt another tingling sensation on her scalp.
Two girls, one holding a can of cola and the other a can of soy milk, both stretched out their hands, waiting for him to take them.
He just stood there, unsure which one to accept.
No, he doesn't want to accept any of them.
But he can't just run away.
Just as they were frozen in place, a voice came from the side.
Hey bro, wanna come over and play basketball?
Song Huan turned her head to look.
Yi Fan was standing not far away, holding a basketball, and was calling out to him.
Yi Fan is the class monitor, elected on the first day of school.
He's alright looking, but he's a bit pretentious; he walks with a swagger.
Song Huan didn't usually have any feelings for him.
but now……
Brothers!
Song Huan's eyes lit up.
"Come on, come on! We were just about to start fighting!"
He rolled up his sleeves and strode towards Yi Fan.
The two girls were left standing there, still holding something in their hands.
I didn't answer any of them.
Watching his retreating figure, Xiao Yunqing angrily crushed the soy milk carton.
With a "crack," the soy milk almost spilled out.
Lin Yue, who was watching from the side, suddenly asked, "Is the cola still good when it's hot?"
Xiao Yunqing turned to look at her.
Lin Yue smiled innocently, her oval face looking harmless.
[Keep pretending.]
Xiao Yunqing sneered inwardly, ignored her, and turned to leave.
Lin Yue stood still, watching her back, then looked at the figure running on the court.
He sighed.
[He's really henpecked...]
……
on the field.
Yi Fan held the ball and watched Song Huan run over.
I was actually quite unhappy about it.
Who is this person?
He had just arrived in class when he attracted the attention of the two prettiest girls.
On what grounds?
He's determined to show this kid who's the boss of this class today.
"Three against three," Yi Fan pointed to the other two boys, "You guys are on my team, Song Huan, you're with them."
Song Huan nodded.
"OK."
Game start.
Yi Fan dribbled the ball, preparing to give Song Huan a hard time.
As a result, Song Huan saw through his feint and snatched the ball away with a swift movement.
Yi Fan was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around to defend.
Song Huan, however, had already dribbled into his own half of the court with the ball, jumped, and shot.
Hollow-core netting.
Three points.
Yi Fan was stunned.
"Luck, I guess?"
In the next round, Song Huan received the ball again and shot again.
Three points again.
They've made it in again.
Next round.
Three points again, and it still goes in.
Yi Fan panicked.
This guy isn't very tall, so how come his shooting accuracy is so good?
The score quickly widened.
Yi Fan was mortified.
On another attack, Song Huan broke through and made a layup.
Yi Fan chased after him, his shoulder slumped, and he crashed into him hard.
Song Huan was knocked to the ground and rolled around on the ground.
Everyone was stunned.
Yi Fan reached out to pull him, a smile on his face.
"Sorry bro, I used to be a little rough when playing basketball, it's normal."
Song Huan got up from the ground and dusted herself off.
"It's okay, bro, it's normal to make moves when playing basketball."
He smiled, showing no sign of anger.
Yi Fan breathed a sigh of relief.
[You're smart to know your place.]
The final wave of attack.
Song Huan's team is leading by two points; they just need to stall for time to win.
Yi Fan was guarding against him, sticking very close.
Song Huan suddenly sped up and passed him in one step.
Yi Fan wanted to chase after her, but Song Huan leaned against him.
"Bang."
Yi Fan was knocked away and landed hard on his backside.
Song Huan dribbled to the three-point line, jumped, and shot.
Hollow-core netting.
The final whistle blew.
A decisive goal.
Song Huan walked over and reached out to help Yi Fan up.
"Bro, you still need to practice your sparring."
He smiled and patted Yi Fan on the shoulder.
Then he turned and left.
Yi Fan stood there, dumbfounded.
[What the hell? Is this little guy really that strong?]
A boy next to him leaned over and whispered.
"Brother Fan, that kid... his core strength is pretty strong."
Yi Fan didn't say anything.
He stared at Song Huan's back for a long time without moving.
……
on the lawn.
Xiao Yunqing sat there, looking at the stadium.
When she saw Song Huan sink the last three-pointer, the corners of her mouth curled up.
Then, seeing him knock Yi Fan away, the corners of her mouth curled up even higher.
What a coincidence, bro!
Zhou Tiantian leaned over from the side.
"Yun Qing, what are you laughing at?"
Xiao Yunqing paused for a moment, then stopped smiling.
"It's nothing."
She stood up.
"I'm going to buy water."
She went to the convenience store and bought a bottle of mineral water.
Then he walked back to the side of the court.
Song Huan was standing there drinking water when she saw her coming and paused for a moment.
Xiao Yunqing handed him the bottled water.
"You played well just now."
"Are you asking about playing ball or hitting someone?" Song Huan took the water, glanced at her, and added, "Where's the soy milk?"
Xiao Yunqing blushed.
"Throw it away."
Why?
"For no reason."
She turned and left.
"Just kidding, soy milk is for other people's breakfast, I'm not going to buy it for you."
Song Huan watched her retreating figure, speechless.
I unscrewed the cap and took a sip.
The water is cold.
But it seems like nothing's wrong.