Chapter 9 That is, roasted pork
Under the scorching sun, Zhuo Xiaowei stood at the edge of the playground, staring blankly ahead. From where she was standing, if there was someone on the opposite side, they should be so small that she couldn't see them clearly.
The training ground of Xiuzhen is five times larger than the one in Qinan! I'm used to seeing a 200-meter-long track, now looking at a 1000-meter-long one, it's really hard to adapt.
"Uh, teacher, is there no other way besides this playground?" This 15 laps, before she finishes running them, she can just give up the ghost.
"Hmm... you can also choose to run 15 laps around the school. When you're ready, just say so." The Devil King didn't show any intention of letting him off.
"Hmm..." Xiu Ye Chen breathed weakly, putting a towel around his neck and moving: "I'll run those 5 laps myself."
"No way!" Zhu Xiao Wei rushed to the front of Xiū Chén and blocked him, saying urgently: "Young master, I'll run instead, you didn't do anything wrong, you shouldn't be punished. It's my fault for causing trouble for young master, so, teacher! Can I just run 15 laps by myself?!"
"This one..."
"Principal Li, ah, Xiu Ye Chen is also here." Principal Li Chang Cai, who was inspecting the campus with Teacher Wang, caught sight of Xiu Ye Chen and immediately went forward with a bow, smiling: "On such a scorching day, why is Young Master Xiu on the playground?"
"Ah...... gym class." Xiu Ye Chen let out a weak sigh, putting the towel over his head to block out the sun, his half-closed eyes and hazy gaze looked very disoriented and lacking in energy.
"Having physical education class? Why not have it indoors? Teacher Wang, isn't there an indoor venue?" The gaze shifted, and the facial expression immediately became stern.
"Principal, we were indeed having class indoors, but those two made a mistake and are now being punished with a run."
"Teacher Wang, can't you just be a little more flexible?" Li Changcai whispered a few words into the ear of Devil King Wang, who frowned in displeasure and helplessness, pointing at Xiuyan Chen, "You don't have to punish him, but you..."
He pointed at Zhuo Xiao Wei with an iron face and no emotions, without any hesitation: "You still have to run! But I'll lighten it up a bit, just 5 laps will do!"
"Haha, that's right, punishing the students too severely will make people say we're abusing them. Haha, Master Xiu, hurry back to the classroom and rest! Come on, hold the umbrella." Li Changcai gave a signal with his eyes, and the instructor quickly moved the umbrella over Xiu Ye Chen's head.
Xiū Wèi chén yě xià máo jīn rēng dào xiǎo wēi tóu shàng, yí jù huà yě bù shuō, zài xiào zhǎng hé jiào guān gǒu tuǐ de hù sòng xià, màn bù huí jiào shì.
The devil king puffed out his nostrils and shouted at Zhu Xiaowei with a glint in the corner of his eyes: "Don't you hurry up and run!"
"Ah! Oh, I'll run right away!" Little Wei hastily took down the towel and covered her head again, running as she went. She suddenly felt a warmth in her heart, thinking about how the young master had just thrown the towel over her head. It was truly blissful, and the towel still carried the scent of the young master on it~~
"Come on Xiaowei, it's just 5 laps, um, that's only 5 kilometers, you can do it! As long as the young master doesn't have to run, it's fine! Hurray, come on!"
Even after a high-calorie lunch, the sun is still as scorching as ever, and as long as it doesn't set, it will continue to mercilessly torment those who are exposed to it!
In a university in H city, after the street dance competition ended, all the onlookers dispersed, and only two opposing dance teams were left at the venue.
Yin Tengye and Bao Erming stood face to face, both exuding a fierce aura like wild beasts, forming two opposing forces.
"Hmph, Yin Tongye, you've really fallen this time! You didn't even make it into the top three, haha, I'm so thrilled to death! Do you still remember our agreement before the competition? Get down on your knees and kowtow to me three times, then address me as the Dance King!"
Bao'er Ming opened his arms wide, with a proud and self-satisfied gaze that showed he was savoring the moment. He was waiting to see Yin Teng Ye, this young master, show him respect and deference, and to hear the title that would make him feel like he was on cloud nine.
A reluctant gaze shot out from Yin Tongye's eyes, he clenched his fists and endured the dull pain in his waist, his knees stood upright stubbornly, with no intention of kneeling.
"Bao Ming, if you weren't injured today, you would have lost to me! You'd better not be too arrogant! Night, don't bother with him!" Guo Ya Fu glared back, looking at that blue-haired proud and self-satisfied appearance, she just wanted to punch him!
"You think you can just deny it after losing?! Yin Tongye, you're not that shameless, are you?! Hurry up and kneel down!" The words were harsh and left no room for sentiment or compromise.
A sleek, black, stretched limousine screeched to a halt in front of them. Ah Hye-yeon swiftly scooped up Yoon Tae-oh and hastily left behind the words, "Sorry, I'll take my leave first!"
A strong gust of wind blew by, and the group of people only felt a burst of air brush against their cheeks before Yin Tingye vanished from sight, and the long car sped away.
Ahee-yeon puts Young Master in the car, and Mu Gangja and medical staff are ready.
"Take care of yourself, goodbye!"
"Alright, let's get started."
A group of medical staff in the car began to examine YIN Teng Ye thoroughly, and by the time the car entered the school, YIN Teng Ye's waist had almost recovered.
"Ai Xiyuan, you're also too nosy! My matter hasn't been resolved yet, and you...” Yin Tengye rubbed his temples in frustration as he was taken away, probably to be ridiculed by Bao Erming again.
"Master, I secretly gave Mu Guan's phone number to you. If Master finds out that you didn't stay in school today and instead went to participate in some street dance competition, I'll be in trouble!"
Ai Xiyan pouted, then smiled and looked at Mu Guanjia: "Thanks! Mu Guanjia, don't tell Master about this, okay? I'll take Young Master to class, that's all, bye!"
"Slow down, young master." Mu Guan's elegant wave of her hand signaled their departure. The house car quickly disappeared from view.
Aehee-yeon rushed to the gym class with Yoon Tae-oh, remembering that it was physical education time. Although she had asked for leave, according to the personality of that devil Wang, Young Master this time feared more misfortune than good fortune!
As he passed the playground, Yīn Téngyè's eyes caught a glimpse of a figure slowly moving in the distance, and that figure seemed to be getting scorched by the scorching sun, already starting to smoke.
Rushing into the cool gym, Ah-hyun quickly placed Young Master in front of Devil King and smiled: "Teacher, our Young Master is here! Teacher, I'd like to declare that we have a leave of absence! My Young Master is injured!"
"Huh? Are you hurt?" The Devil King leaned in close to Yin Tongye, patted his shoulder, nodded slightly, and bellowed: "The lesson is already halfway through and you two just show up, I don't care if you asked for leave or not. Go, run 5 laps around the playground!"
"Uh, teacher, can't you just let it slide this time?" Ah-hyun poked the young master with her elbow, but he didn't react at all.
Yin Tengya rolled her eyes, ignoring the teacher's roar of anger, her gaze calm and collected as she scanned the room, only to find that someone was missing.
He turned his head towards the figure on the playground that was moving even slower, it was a pig that had almost been roasted!

