Chapter 67

The speed of girls changing clothes was very slow, so after Mu Hantian led the boys to gather for 5 minutes, more than a dozen girls appeared on the volleyball court in tight four corner sportswear, one by one with poor milk, but their beautiful thighs attracted people's attention. (heavy fog, hehe)

The students were instructed to do a few minutes of eye-catching warm-up gymnastics, and then came to the main topic of this class. Teaching physical education in grade one of junior high school is really too pediatrics.

"Master Han Tian, what do you think we should do now?" the smiling girl took off her earthy glasses and said to Mu Han Tian with a smile.

"What, isn't he a teacher, but a famous cold weather elder in the school? Why did he pretend to be a teacher to class?" the students were very surprised when they heard Lan Yu's words.

"Cough, it's no surprise. Mr. Sasaki cape has important things to do, so please come to class in person, and I'm not sure, I can really be your teacher in the future!" Mu Hantian smiled confidently.

"Wow, the elder wants to be our teacher, so handsome!" the girls have no opinion. Instead, they look at Mu Hantian with sparkling eyes. How much they look forward to Mu Hantian becoming their teacher.

"Really no problem? Can he become a teacher if he fails to pass all his grades in the first grade of high school?" said a silver haired boy strangely.

"Ancient city, don't underestimate him. Look at his leisurely appearance, he may have real skills!" said the boy with headphones.

"Let's talk about it later. Now it's important to practice the rules and basic movements of Volleyball in class. Shallot, you're the first to come out!" Mu Hantian said looking at Lan Yu shallot.

"Hehe, master, you should teach me well. If you screw up, I won't help you end up." shallot tooted his mouth as if he were preaching to his friends.

"Ann, it's very easy to teach you. I'm very good at sports," he said indifferently.

"Senior, don't underestimate our grade one in junior high school. You're just three grades higher than us. I think if you come to the grade one in junior high school, you can't pass the exam." shallot hummed and said with his hands on his hips.

"Well, now let's practice serving. I'll demonstrate it first. You can try again." Mu Hantian gently threw up the soft volleyball, and then patted the volleyball on the opposite court at one go.

Shallot couldn't see clearly. She only saw an illusion rushing to the corner of the court. The serve is perfect.

"Shallot, you try to serve," Mu said.

Shallot learned very well and soon learned it. Others are also doing well.

Seeing here, Mu Hantian was still very happy. Unexpectedly, he had the talent to teach students, although he was the best sports.