Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Chapter 407: Chapter 407: Final Physical Exam Results! What Mr. Emperor Did for Her

Very quickly, Huo Zhen brought over the largest and heaviest shot put.

He, being a boy, had to hold it with both hands to keep it from falling.

Qin Xin took it over.

Huo Zhen’s hands lightened, and he let out a sigh of relief.

But upon seeing Qin Xin casually holding the shot put with one hand, Huo Zhen’s breath caught a little!

Sister Xin... her strength is really too strong, too impressive.

Qin Xin casually held the shot put, not even bothering to prepare, and weighed it in her hand before casually asking, ”How many meters for a perfect score?”

”Twelve meters,” the teacher answered excitedly.

This shot put was used by the school sports meet champion, and no one dared to use it for the exam before.

He was very much looking forward to seeing what performance this girl could deliver.

Qin Xin gave a brief ”Oh,” and in the next second, she threw the shot put out.

In the distance, there was a dull thud as it hit the ground.

Where did the ball go?

Everyone craned their necks to see.

Yu Xiaochun sneered, ”Did it get thrown off course...”

But the next second, she couldn’t laugh anymore.

In the distance, around a few dozen meters away, from the long jump area erupted a chorus of wailing.

”Oh my God, scared me to death! Are you trying to kill with these shot puts?”

”This isn’t a shot put, it’s an iron watermelon, how is it so big?”

”Oh my God, why is this shot put stuck in the ground and can’t be pulled out?”

”So scary! A physical exam could give someone a heart attack!”

The P.E. teacher personally took a few boys over there.

After a lot of effort, they managed to pull the shot put out of the ground, then measured the trajectory of this shot put...

And then, they fell silent.

The students waiting in line on this side were still eagerly awaiting the results: ”Teacher, what score? No, how many meters?”

It was so far, it landed in the long jump area, it must have exceeded 12 meters.

A perfect score of 100 was beyond doubt.

Now the question was, how far was it exactly?

The P.E. teacher pursed his lips, his voice trembling: ”Twenty-five meters.”

Everyone: ”...”

After a while, someone timidly raised their hand: ”The last Olympic shot put champion only threw 22.5 meters. Teacher, did you measure wrong?”

The P.E. teacher glared at him fiercely: ”I measured it three times!”

The boy beside added: ”And we used three different soft rulers to measure.”

Everyone: ”...”

Worshipful glances were cast openly towards Qin Xin.

Qin Xin’s expression remained unchanged as she shook her wrist: ”There were people jumping long jump over there, I didn’t want to hit them.”

The implication was, if there wasn’t a long jump exam happening over there, perhaps she would have thrown even further.

Everyone covered their faces: ”...”

Ahhh, a boss is a boss, so dominating.

The P.E. teacher, with a shaking hand, wrote down the last perfect score on the score sheet.

Qin Xin’s 10 physical exam items ended perfectly, all with perfect scores.

Next in the exam were Qin Wenrou and Yu Xiaochun, both with flushed faces, utterly embarrassed.

The louder they had boasted and argued just now, the harder they were smacking their own faces now.

Even the scoring P.E. teacher looked at Qin Wenrou irritably: ”Classmate, did you not eat? Throwing only one and a half meters is a fail! With such poor performance, you have time to comment on others? Wouldn’t it be better to use that time to work on your own fitness?”

Qin Wenrou was so ashamed, her face was about to drip blood.

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Nalan Group.

After finishing a morning of work, Nalan Ye Jue canceled all his work arrangements for the entire afternoon and evening, and instructed Lu Yi to prepare something for him.

When Lu Yi received the order, his heart trembled a bit.

Since that year, after Mr. Emperor’s leg... met with an accident.

He never again attempted to leave his wheelchair.

Nalan Group is a high-tech enterprise, and particularly proficient in medical equipment, so theoretically, making a suitable auxiliary prosthetic, or electronic crutch, should be very easy.

But Nalan Ye Jue never used them.

Perhaps not using a prosthetic was his last dignity as a man.

However...

Today, Mr. Emperor made an exception, instructing him to go to the warehouse to get materials and to find a doctor to design an auxiliary prosthetic for him.

Why?

[Master Yun: Goodnight kiss! Mr. Emperor’s leg... won’t affect Master Xin’s happiness, rest assured fairies.]