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The 301st chapter snow sports class (1)

I endured my sleepiness and wrote my homework well. I combined four or five books for each subject. After more than an hour, the little girl was already sleepy, so I still insisted.

Moreover, the meaning of Zhang Xingming being with her was too obvious before she finished writing, so Zhang Xingming had to keep accelerating. Fortunately, there was no geometric physics and chemistry, so she could write quickly.

It was considered as if the writing was done. The little girl shook her head and didn't pack her schoolbag, so she went back to the house to sleep.

The next morning, the biological clock woke Zhang Xingming up, sat on the bed and took a rest, got up to wash.

Let me share with you here that you must wake up slowly in the morning. When you wake up, sit up and slow your spirits, then wake up. Don’t jump suddenly. The human internal organs also sleep. There must be a process of waking up, otherwise it will be very harmful to the body.

This Shu is not a typo. Shu wakes up, just wakes up with stretches, and some organs contract when they fall asleep.

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As soon as I went out, the bitter cold wind almost pushed him back, and it was so hard to breathe.

When people suddenly enter the cold space from a warm place, they really can't breathe, and the trachea can't stand it and will choke.

After standing there and adapting for a while, Zhang Xingming walked out of the corridor. The snow outside was as deep as the calves. It was quite heavy last night. The temperature dropped a lot, at least nearly ten degrees lower than yesterday. The little north wind is really like a knife.

After jogging around the building for a while, he moved his body, punched a set of punches in front of the building, and when he returned to the house, the little girl also got up and came straight to pack her schoolbag.

I took a bite of leftover rice and took a bite. The little girl there was ready to eat. The two of them walked out with their backpacks on their backs.

Ling Yun and Liu Xiancheng were already waiting at the front of the building, and were not sure what they were talking about, and were dancing and gestured.

Zhang Xingming shouted, and the four of them walked to the side of the road together in thick snow and walked towards Dachang's house.

The building group here comes over, and along the foot of the mountain is a substation in Bengang. Zhang Xingming has built a warm storage in it through the face of Director Zhao. It is close to home, so it will save him from taking a long way to take a car.

Several people were waiting outside the gate. Zhang Xingming went in and drove out. The snow was too thick and the steering wheel was a little unstable. However, there was no big problem. There was no ice rut on the road surface, and there was no floating ice, and there was no danger.

What you fear most when driving in ice and snow is that ice ruts form on the ground, which means that the bottom layer of ice and snow melts for some reasons, and the cold weather forms a semi-liquid ice and snow mixture. When the car presses over, the ruts will be left.

This kind of rut will soon freeze, and most of it will be covered in snow. As soon as the wheels go up, they will run along the rut and cannot be controlled at all.

Floating ice produces ice in the middle of the snow layer, and the car slips when it goes up.

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The wheels squeaked and crushed the snow. They didn't dare to run quickly because the snow was too thick, but they were always faster than people.

I followed Dachang Yajie Baoqiu and Xiaobudian and came to the school.

Because there were few people walking on the back door of the school and it was a place with thick snow, Zhang Xingming simply drove the car to the main entrance and asked his classmates to get off the car. He took the car to the police station and parked it in the warm storage.

When he arrived at the school, the on-duty student finished his work, and some parts of the water poured in the corridor turned into ice. The school's boiler room was small, so he could only boil some boiling water to steam the rice, and could not carry the heating. The heating in the school was taken from the housing management office, and the temperature was a bit low.

The school windows were not allowed to be closed, but they were closed. The old wooden frame glass windows had a bit big gap, and the classroom was cold.

The students were sitting in their seats wearing gloves, and most of the girls were surrounded by scarves, so the boys were a little miserable because hats were not allowed in the classroom.

After the first class, the heating in the classroom gradually became hot. After the boiler room changed, the day shift started to burn the furnace. The difference between it and the night shift was particularly obvious.

The third class is physical education class. Because the snow is heavy, I didn’t do any exercises, but I just did the eye-resistance exercises.

The bell rang and the whole class lined up on the playground.

Fortunately, there are many students in the school, so half-aged children are not afraid of heavy snow. Most of the places on the playground are trampled, so you don’t have to stand in the knee-dead snow.

There is no specific content in the physical education class in winter, so I can't do anything. Teacher Tian took three balls down and everyone lined up to report the number.

Teacher Tian looked back and forth and said, "This class is free to be active. You are not allowed to jump to the primary school, you are not allowed to go out of the gate, you are not allowed to touch the horizontal bar and the goal post when you are sweating. Doesn't it sound? Stay away from the horizontal bar and the goal. If anyone doesn't obey, don't say I'll kick him. Okay, let's have fun."

After saying that, he threw three balls over, and he ignored it. He lit a cigarette and stood on the side of the playground, staring at the student and completing the task without anything.

The students took the ball, two boys and one girl, kicked on the playground, there was no sideline, there was only one goal without a net, and there was no referee. Everyone rushed to kick around, but they were sweating all over, so the purpose of physical education class was achieved.

Zhang Xingming didn't have the interest to run wildly on the playground. He was sweating all over the snowy day, so he felt so uncomfortable. The cotton jacket sucked the sweat and became wet. After a while, the heat passed, it was so cold.

He and Liu Xiancheng stood together, watching other classmates running on the playground with shouts. They caught the ball and kicked the ball, no matter where they kicked it.

After smoking a cigarette, Teacher Tian threw the cigarette butt into the snow, put on cotton gloves and walked over, saying, "What's wrong? Why don't you guys play football? This is a great activity in this cold weather. If you sit in the classroom for a long time, it's good for your health. Go and run."

Liu Xiancheng looked at Teacher Tian and said, "Teacher, how many steps should I run on the spot?"

Teacher Tian suddenly laughed and pointed at Liu Xiancheng and said, "Look at your body, you should run more. If you are too fat, you will affect your child's life in the future. I will tell you."

Liu Xiancheng was a little confused. He opened his mouth and looked at Teacher Tian for a long time. He turned his head and asked the classmate next to him: "Really?"

Everyone laughed and Zhang Xingming said, "I am younger than you, ask me? Or you just listen to the teacher, run away. He is older and has more experience. What if it is true."

Liu Xiancheng touched his head and hesitated for a long time, and said, "It's too cold, forget it, I'll run away when it gets warm."

Everyone laughed again, and Teacher Tian also laughed, pointed at Liu Xiancheng, shook his head, and said nothing.

After kicking for a while, the male students were steaming their heads one by one. Some of them unbuttoned their cotton jackets and ran with the ball openly. Teacher Tian cursed loudly: "Click the cotton jacket, do you hear me? Little bastard, are you looking for a kick? But please put it on."

Zhao Zhenhua was openly wearing his arms. Listening to Teacher Tian’s words, he turned his head and looked at him, glared at Teacher Tian, ​​and reluctantly buttoned his cotton jacket.

It is most likely to catch a cold when it is hot in winter. I also understand in my heart that the teacher is doing it for his own good, but I feel that I have no face to be yelled at by the teacher.

The girls are much more steadily, and everyone is in a circle and kicking the balls around in the middle, and they are having a lot of fun.
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