Manual of the Monster in City

94 The First Snow

    "Ahhhh, time is running out!"

    After making breakfast for Bai Ling and the three foodies, Jia Qingming suddenly realized that time was too late.

    So he had to growl in pain like this, hurriedly dang two pieces of toast and rushed to school.

    As for breakfast, it was completely resolved on the road, but when I arrived at school, I was a little late. Although the headteacher did not show up in the classroom, he did not see his late behavior... But in the school days, as long as things weren't seen by the teacher, it should have never happened, right?

    However, the truth is...

    "Jia Qingming, you are late." Su Qiang looked at him coldly, stating the fact, that Senhan's eyes seemed to be able to bring the temperature to the freezing point...

    It’s no wonder that some students in the class who accidentally late came to the door of the classroom, and suddenly remembered the gaze of the class leader Su Qiang, who suddenly did not dare to accept this terrible fact, and ran to the grade director’s office to "surrender" I went, crying bitterly and begging the grade director to send him back to the class. Only by taking advantage of the grade director’s "somewhat thin face" can he not incur the poisonous hand of Su Qiang, the class leader.

    "Isn't there any conscious? At least one class will be fine?" Su Qiang looked at Jia Qingming with cold eyes, so Jia Qingming finally had to sigh silently under that almost murderous gaze, and then Under the full eyes of everyone, they walked out carrying their schoolbags and stood at the door of the classroom, so they were fined to stand and spend the first class.

    Ah, what a painful real life! I want some good things like Zhuang Zhoumeng too! Jia Qingming roared inwardly.

    The headteacher passed by the door of the classroom. When he saw him standing here and he couldn't help looking at him with complicated eyes, and discussed with him: "Or go back to class first."

    Obviously, even the headteacher was already taken by Su Qiang's "iron fist". In the end, Jia Qingming and the headteacher looked at each other and sighed, it was as if the world had fallen into the same trouble.

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    Although it is late autumn and winter is approaching, the sun in the afternoon is still very poisonous, and the poisonous sunlight and cold air interweave complex feelings on the skin.

    "Go on! This will not work? It's just started, right?" Su Qiang's voice rang coldly beside him.

    "But it's been three laps, okay...Sports test...It's only...a kilometer..." Jia Qingming panted out and tried to run on the playground track.

    "Shut up. Adjust your breath. What the hell are you talking about?" Su Qiang said, "You still have the heart to say such silly things. It seems that you haven't reached the limit yet?"

    The afternoon physical education class is still Su Qiang's cruel devil training time.

    She took Jia Qingming to run on the playground, saying that she had the so-called "scientific training method" as if to say that as long as Jia Qingming followed her pace like this, it would be impossible for her to feel tired. This rhetorical "science" method"……

    But where is this science?!

    Jia Qingming was still out of breath very quickly, looking dying.

    Su Qiang ran next to Jia Qingming, holding the stopwatch in her hand, and ran down three laps, her breathing still sounded steady and strong. Jia Qingming felt that Su Qiang had obviously deliberately trained herself like this since she was a child. The standard of sports test is that girls only need to complete the 800-meter run. Most girls also have a headache for this, but Su Qiang’s physique... …

    It is estimated that most of the boys in the class are completely inferior to hers, right?!

    Jia Qingming ran beside him desperately. It was a nightmare in a nightmare.

    Although when Miss Bai Ling heard about this, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and smiled and said to him: "This is a very good thing. In fact, even if there is no Miss Su, I will arrange for Xiao Hei. Or Xiaobai, here to train Mr. Qingming..."

    After hearing it, Jia Qingming felt desperate, and life seemed to be gloomy, although he also knew that this kind of training might be the pain he had to endure.

    After all, he is a man who wants to become a qualified manager, and it is necessary to have the physical strength to fight ghosts.

    However, in addition to the time for physical education, the time for lunch is also...

    "Eat slowly! Chew well and grind the food before swallowing it. Don't be like a hungry ghost and gobble it up." Su Qiang, who was sitting next to him, had cold eyes, staring at Jia Qingming who was eating lunch, "This is the best way. Absorb the nutrition of the food to the limit, have you heard it."

    Her own plate was placed on the table in front of her. Jia Qingming was eating in the canteen when she suddenly found Su Qiang sitting next to her and started another special training "without gunpowder smoke."

    Eating fast is of course a habit formed by Jia Qingming's long-term working life. He also often chooses a restaurant like a place where he can pack a meal to work. Of course, as a part-time job of running errands, he naturally has to eat quickly, so he has been devouring meals quickly so that he can continue to devote himself to work, lest he can't even finish the meal during busy periods.

    So, now he had to be patient and chew one at a time. This strange feeling seemed to keep pace with the chewing movements of Yuan Mu-mutou sitting next to him.

    "Why did it happen like this!" Jia Qingming wailed in despair.

    "Shut up! No food and no words!" Su Qiang said coldly.

    Jia Qingming, who was running, recalled that at noon, he had no sense of enjoyment at all. Coupled with the current amount of exercise, he silently felt that his stomach and intestines were twitching.

    "Don't vomit. If you vomit, eat everything for nothing at noon." Su Qiang said immediately when Jia Qingming was found to have gastrointestinal discomfort. "First stop and walk for a while, and then do push-ups. Just take a break for your legs and exercise your upper limb muscles by the way. Now your level is really too weak, something really happened, you really It will be a drag."

    Su Qiang held her arms coldly and stood aside.

    So does the time to rest your legs become push-ups? ! Why is there such a wonderful way of resting?!

    Jia Qingming had to start the painful torture of push-ups beside the plastic playground. With Su Qiang, this was regarded as a so-called "rest". The cold wind at the end of autumn was swiftly blowing, rolling up a leaf that had already withered in a desolate manner.

    "Ahhh, the relationship is really good." Jia Qingming heard a gentle female voice ringing next to her. After walking around, she saw Senior Sister Zhuang Yan walking in their direction.

    Jia Qingming got up quickly, lest this situation turned into... as if he was taking a peek at the bottom of the school uniform of Zhuang Yan's schoolgirl in the name of doing push-ups.

    Senior Sister Zhuang Yan held two bottles of mineral water in her hand and handed one to Jia Qingming. However, Su Qian naturally stopped the delivery halfway. She unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, moistened her throat, and then delivered it to Jia Qingming.

    "Remember to drink water slowly and swallow a little." It is still Su Qiang's physical training lecture time...

    "By the way, Senior Sister Zhuang Yan, are you okay?" Jia Qingming couldn't help asking as she looked at Senior Sister Zhuang Yan still looking a little thin and thin.

    "It's okay." Senior Sister Zhuang Yan said with a warm smile. Her smile looks very warm. No wonder the popularity at school has always been so high. "It's fine to rest and rest these days, don't worry. Then, don't worry. Thank you for this matter. And you, thank you too."