Real teaching, hypocritical gray life

"......Although your physical fitness cannot be said to be bad, but you usually exercise with us, right?"

"No, that's not the case..."

Okabe took big gulps to balance the nausea, taking small sips of mineral water from time to time.

"I was a little hungry before and didn't pay too much attention to the physical test items, so I had a small meal before running."

"At least pay attention to the order of project testing..."

"Long-winded."

While we were caring for our companions, the grip strength tester was also handed to Ichinose.

The measurement of grip strength is a key factor in determining boys' combat effectiveness indicators.

Apart from the desire of boys for strength, women also hope to find a sense of security in their partners. Another important thing is that there are many events that rely solely on strength in the competitions that boys participate in this sports festival.

"Because each class is limited to borrowing two grip dynamometers, please remember to proceed in an orderly manner. Just measure the strength of your dominant hand. After the test, please come to me and report the results verbally. I will be responsible for recording... Does anyone want to start first?"

Ichinose raised the grip strength tester in his hand. Soon one of them was taken to the group of girls by Minami-sama. They didn't seem to want us boys to know their achievements in this area. As for the other one, it was taken away by Kaito Okabe who was just resting, trying to save face.

"Is Okabe-san alright? Don't push yourself."

"I've rested enough... Although I don't have much strength left, it's enough. Once I finish the test, you'll know what the ceiling of boys' combat power is."

Faced with Ichinose's concern, Okabe was shy for a moment, but when he walked in front of us, he started to speak freely.

Since we had a lot of time left, it was no problem for us to make jokes like this. But judging from his expression, he seemed to be serious.

"Are you sure you're okay? Just 1000 meters just now almost made you vomit blood." Shiratori complained about his actions without hesitation.

"Grip strength and physical strength are two different things, just like eating and drinking are carried by two different stomachs, you know... Although I didn't have much confidence in running, grip strength is different. Don't underestimate the grip strength of controller players."

"Fall, then."

Okabe threw the bottle of drinking mineral water in his hand to me, and at the same time threw the wet towel covered with his own sweat on me. For a moment, my nostrils were filled with a foul odor.

If possible, I hope you can entrust me with this in a more gentle way. After all, as a companion, I can still help to some extent...

"Open your eyes and watch my strength as a controller player!"

Although he spoke in a loud voice, the volume of his voice was surprisingly only controlled among the boys, which means that he himself was not that confident about his grip strength.

But unfortunately, the girls are quite concerned about our boys' grip strength test.

I looked at the girls who came closer with curiosity, and then stepped aside. However, Okabe, who was in the crowd, had no idea of ​​this.

He was seen imitating the basic horse stance of martial arts masters in movies and TV shows. He even pulled up the cuffs of his short-sleeved shirt. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and then slowly leaned his body forward.

“Oh la——!”

After a roar, Okabe shook his arms with a domineering aura, and his right hand dropped down, tightly gripping the grip strength tester.

The value continued to rise, surpassing thirty in one fell swoop, and did not stop until it reached forty.

For a moment, I was dazed. I saw light in Okabe's eyes, and then I saw the light clenching my teeth and the muscles on his face became ferocious. The light also turned into a resentful ghost at this moment.

"Is it over, uh...are you okay?"

Since the grip strength meter was hanging down with Okabe's hand, the specific value became difficult to see after the initial trembling.

For a moment, everyone was at a loss.

"The grip strength of the sail is 31.4kg."

"oh, I understand now."

"..."

"I say, what on earth are you doing?" Takashima couldn't bear it any longer and took a step forward and slapped Okabe's body. As a result, he tended to fall to the ground the next moment, which scared all of us.

"...This is impossible..."

At this moment, I seemed to hear Okabe, who was listening to the leader, narrating some incredible events.

"Why...why...why can't I press it?"

"......Idiot! I thought you had strained a muscle. Since you can't press it anymore, it must be your limit. Give it to me, let me see......"

Facing Okabe's disbelief, Takashima chose to 'gently' give him a slap, then snatched the grip strength tester from his hand.

"Hmm... 46.7kg, that seems pretty good? But it's not much higher than the national average for high school students, right?"

"Impossible! I am a man who rowed a boat with the handlebars, and I was able to maintain a stroke rate of 24 for minutes! So, there must be something wrong with this grip strength tester."

I admire the fact that he can row a wooden boat for 24 minutes while playing a game. But if he can keep the paddling frequency at for minutes, then he must be using the wrong posture.

Speaking of which, the sensing mechanism of the game controller can be easily swiped by just shaking it casually...

"Admit it, this is your limit."

"Impossible, how can I not even reach 50kg of grip strength? No... Captain Ichinose, my grip strength is 51kg."

"46.7kg, I just heard it. It's still a bit of a stretch, isn't it? Why don't you take a break and remeasure yourself, Okabe?"

"Ah, I heard you... It's over. The dignity of a controller player has been destroyed in my hands."

"I'm sorry, if that's the case, you're not qualified to represent controller players... Ryuji, your grip should be much stronger, right?"

Takashima did not continue with the grip strength test, but instead threw the tester to Kanzaki, who was standing aside and looking very calm.

Although the specific reason for doing this is unclear, now that the girls are watching, they probably don’t want to achieve results that go against expectations.

In addition, as friends, we must also consider the possibility of interacting with male compatriots, right?

"Although I have done relevant training before, I am not sure how much strength I can exert now."

"Have you ever had any results on your grip strength?"

"Well, if I remember correctly, it seems to be in my early seventies. But it's hard to say now."

Kanzaki shook his right wrist slightly, then switched the grip strength tester to his dominant hand. He adjusted the test posture, turned the display screen of the tester towards us, took a deep breath, and I saw the numbers on the screen rising rapidly, even faster than before.

The value kept rising. In an instant, it exceeded 40, rising to 50 and 60.

The final value displayed stopped at 67.8kg. The surroundings suddenly became noisy.

It seems that the early seventies mentioned earlier is not a joke. This value is difficult for ordinary high school students to reach, or in other words, a grip strength level of 60kg is already far beyond the average standard of adult grip strength.

Being able to exceed 55kg is already a pretty good result.

"Let's let Shibata come next. He's also one of our class's ace athletes."

"Sa, your grip strength should be able to compete with Kanzaki, right?"

"Well, although I'm glad you have such high expectations of me, I don't think I'm that good at grip strength. As for my running speed, I'm still somewhat confident..."

Shibata was embarrassed to accept the grip strength tester that Kanzaki handed to him. Although he was not confident, he took the test seriously.

The result was just as Shibata had just said, although not as good as Kanzaki, it was still a good score of 53.3.

Next, the scores of boys hovered between 40 and 55.

I stood aside silently and estimated the average grip strength level of this class, and the result was about 48.7kg.

I also waited until all the boys had finished the test before I got the grip strength tester.

This is the final stage of the grip strength project, and most people's attention has begun to shift to the next test target. Both girls and boys have reached saturation in their understanding of everyone's grip strength level.

In other words, my testing process will only attract the attention of familiar companions.

"Come to think of it, classmate Luo hasn't taken the test yet, right? I remember that the muscles in his arms were very exaggerated last time." Classmate Ruoshan casually mentioned what he had seen, and the next moment, many eyes were instantly on me.

“Hey, is this true?”

"That shouldn't be possible. Luo Ping always looks listless. Even if he's a hidden type, I still find it incredible..."

"That's why I was so surprised. Xiaobashi Yume and Chihiro also saw it."

Wakayama refused to admit defeat and argued with Ando. After getting confirmation from the other two witnesses, he also began to pay attention to my movements.

The pressure of the gaze even made me almost breathless for a moment.

In fact, I don't need to make any excuses for my strength, because I am very happy even if others look down on me...

"The muscles in your arms are really exaggerated...is that true?"

Shiratori also heard the girls' conversation and asked me directly. To confirm this, Okabe even walked up to me and looked closely at my arm. I couldn't help but push him back when I saw him approaching.

"It doesn't seem to be anything special... Could it be that there is some second-level hidden state?"

"This is reality, there is no such thing as a hidden state..."

I tried to retort, but no matter how I turned my words around it seemed difficult to do so without getting hurt.

"Too."

"Even if there is, the ones with the problem should be us who stay with Luo all day long."

Ah, if you can think in this direction, it would be really hard work.

I sighed slightly. I had persisted until now just to avoid attracting attention, but the state of being ignored was immediately exposed.

"..."

Since some girls have noticed it, I might as well show off my strength.

I placed the dynamometer with the display facing me, which limited my force to a great extent and also allowed me to watch the data climb in real time.

The strength of your grip is not simply proportional to the size of your arm. It is not completely irrelevant, but it is not that important either.

There are two main factors that affect grip strength: one is a person's genes, and the other is the muscles related to grip strength.

The so-called human genes are actually the length of one's fingers. The longer the fingers are, the more surface area they can occupy on an object, and the greater the force they can transmit. This kind of hand will make grasping very simple for any strength level.

Also related to this is the width of the hand. Wider hands also tend to make more contact with the object being held.

On the other hand, there are many muscle groups related to grip strength, the most important of which are the brachioradialis and radial flexor carpi muscles on the forearm. Contraction of the forearm muscles drives the tendons to bend the fingers, so exercising the muscles here can improve grip strength.

I slowly gripped the handle of the dynamometer, made a slight adjustment when it exceeded 36kg, and paused at 44kg. The goal was to control the final force to a value close to 50, even if it exceeded a little.

Just as I was about to make the final fine-tuning, I felt a figure coming towards me from behind with obvious intentions of attacking.

I was going to pretend to be careless and evade, but the space around me was not wide. If I evaded, she would probably jump on someone else and get hurt, so I could only hope that her move was not too big.

Sure enough, the next moment I felt a warm hug from behind, and the feeling of the huge and fierce squeeze made me forget to exert force on my arms.

It's fine to keep the difference at this value, but such behavior is somewhat difficult to explain.

After the incident, I was still struggling with the explanation. However, I didn’t expect that the action was not over yet.

The little hand hugging my waist moved restlessly upwards, scratching and scratching, forcing my arms to exert strength. I subconsciously wanted to respond to the figure behind me with an elbow, but stopped when it touched my hair.

Then, Ichinose's head popped out from the side of my arm.

"Captain Ichinose?"

"Xiao, Xiao Fanbo?!"

Everyone around was surprised by Ichinose's bold move, but Ichinose didn't give anyone else a chance to react. He snatched the grip strength meter from my hand and protected the reset button.

Before the reset button is pressed, the data on the display will always show the data of the last measurement, unless the force applied next time is greater than the last measurement.

It was too late to stop now, and Ichinose fell silent because he clearly saw the value of the grip strength meter.

The situation is now extremely bad, so bad that only my action against Ichinose can save the situation.

But as the number of people viewing the data increased, I never took action.

Although a large part of the strength has been recovered, the value has still reached an incredible level.

127.6kg

This is the data displayed on the screen.

Chapter 155: Reserved Athletic Ability

There was not a cloud in the sky, the sun was shining brightly overhead, and there was not a breath of wind around.

Outside the stadium, signs indicating road directions and destination areas became dazzling and blurred under the reflection of the daylight.

After finishing the last test of the physical fitness test, I relaxed on a bench against the wall of the gymnasium. The white towel around my neck was soaked, and even the originally cold mineral water became hot in my hands.

The hair was stuck together into a bunch due to sweat and hung in front of the eyes, and there was a dull pain near the shoulders.

It is hard to imagine that in such unbearably hot weather, the street scenery is still arranged in an orderly manner as usual.