Chapter 2 Push-ups
The first day of military training was to stand in the military posture. The instructor was about the same age as counselor Zhang. He was really tired all morning. After lunch, Chu Zixian returned to the dormitory and wanted to sleep. However, he heard Xiang Xiaodong cursing and complaining: "This military training is too strict. I was sore in my waist and legs, especially when I stood there, it was so hot, and I really wanted to take a shower."
"I want to go too, why don't we go to the bathhouse to take a rush?" Zhu Rui suggested.
"Don't you have to bask in the sun in the afternoon? It's useless to wash it. Let's wash it again in the evening." Chu Zixian said weakly on the bed.
"That's true." Xiang Xiangdong said, taking out a cigarette for himself and throwing it to Zhu Rui.
"Aren't you afraid of being caught?" Yang Lin asked them. He didn't smoke. He didn't sleep well last night because the smell of smoke was so hot that he didn't sleep well, but he didn't say anything.
"What are you afraid of? I don't believe in the instructor and don't rest. And it just happened that this point went to check the rounds." Xiang Xiaodong ignited the fire with disbelief and began to suck the clouds and spit out mist with Zhu Rui. Yang Lin, who was uncomfortable, ran to the toilet with excuses of shit. It didn't matter. Chu Zixian, and he fell asleep happily for a while.
"Wake up, it's time, get up quickly." Chu Zixian was woken up by Zhu Rui, and four of them got out of bed and walked down the apartment building together and headed towards the stadium.
This was the point at the sun that day. A group of people started standing in the military position again in the sun. The sweat flowed down in a short while. Yang Lin was wearing big-framed glasses, and the glasses were lubricated by sweat. Yang Lin lifted his chin to see what was in front of him. This posture was even more tiring, and even more terrible. The sweat flowed into his eyes. Yang Lin couldn't help but blinked but it didn't work at all. Finally, he couldn't help but touched his eyes with his hands and helped him down his glasses. He was caught by the instructor.
"What are you doing? Who made you move? Who made you move?" The instructor pointed at Yang Lin and questioned him.
"Instructor, sweat has flowed into my eyes. I really feel so painful." Yang Lin said weakly.
"It hurts so much that I won't report it? Didn't you tell you what you want to do to report it? Ten push-ups are done now!" the instructor said mercilessly.
Yang Lin felt aggrieved, but he didn't dare to refute, so he had to lie down and do push-ups honestly. Perhaps because of lack of exercise, he did five more and then his stomach hit the ground. When he got up again, the instructor said directly: "This is not qualified, 5!"
Yang Lin had no choice but to continue doing it, but he still failed. The instructor also said the same thing: "Unqualified, 5!"
After repeated several times, Yang Lin lay on the ground and couldn't hold on anymore, and said to the instructor with grievance: "Instructor, I really can't do it anymore."
"Can't do it anymore? Ask who is willing to help you? As long as someone is willing to help you make fifty, you don't have to do it!" The instructor looked at the group of rookies and said loudly, but unexpectedly, Chu Zixian shouted loudly: "Report, I'll help him make fifty!"
"Report, I am willing to help Yang Lin make fifty!" Zhu Rui followed closely.
"I am willing to report, too." Xiang Xiaodong also shouted for a report.
"Hey? Everyone is willing, right? OK, let's come together. I'll count it for you, and I'll call you to do one." The instructor laughed and signaled to Chu Zixian and the other two, asking them to prepare push-ups.
"1!" the instructor shouted, Chu Zixian and the other two made one, and then waited for a long time before shouting "2", and Chu Zixian and the other two held on to do it again.
When he was over twenty years old, Chu Zixian couldn't maintain his standard figure. He secretly supported the ground with his knees. When he went down, he tried his best to touch the ground with his chest, and then he leveraged his strength. He thought the instructor would find out, but he didn't expect that the instructor would keep the rhythm and shout at the number, obviously turning a blind eye.
Zhu Rui was not good at all when he was over thirty years old, but this also refreshed Chu Zixian's understanding of Zhu Rui. He didn't expect that Zhu Rui's body would have such good strength and physical strength. What surprised Chu Zixian even more was Xiang Xiaodong. This guy's movements did not begin to deform until he was over 40 years old. Obviously, the muscles on his body were really not in vain.
"50." The instructor finished calling the number, and looked at Chu Zixian lifting half of his body and scrambling the number without shouting. He said to Yang Lin who was standing aside: "Okay, since someone helps you do it, let's forget about the five you have. Remember to report something in the future."
"Yes, instructor." Yang Lin replied to the instructor's words, but looked at Chu Zixian and the other two, feeling very uncomfortable.
"Disband, rest for ten minutes." After the instructor said that, he went to chat with the instructors in other classes. Yang Lin hurried over and helped Chu Zixian up. He could clearly feel that Chu Zixian's upper body clothes were completely wet with sweat.
"Let me slow down, let me slow down." Chu Zixian was supported by Yang Lin and walked to the shade and sat on the ground, panting, and said.
Xiang Xiaodong was in good health. He got up and helped Zhu Rui and sat next to Chu Zixian. He said with hatred: "This guy is so bad. He has been stuck in such a long time between them, otherwise we wouldn't be so tired."
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Yang Lin said guiltily.
"Hey, don't say that, if we don't help you, who will help you?" Zhu Rui said generously.
This moved Yang Lin very much. At the same time, the small group of the four of them also attracted the attention of everyone in the class, especially the handsome and sunny Xiang Xiaodong. A girl frequently caught the female's gaze. Of course, Chu Zixian also gained some gazes. He was not bad, but his hair was a little bit long and sweaty now. The oiliness seriously affected his appearance. In addition, he was a little thin but not showing his figure. Overall, he was incomparable to Xiang Xiaodong.
Yang Lins is very literary and scholarly. This one is also loved by girls. However, the five push-ups just now became weak. Most of the girls' eyes just swept across his face. As for Zhu Rui...
Ahem, there really is no girl who wants to follow him.
Ten minutes later, we gathered together, but it was not a military position again, but changed to other projects. Fortunately, the instructor was not as good as the beasts and he relaxed the scale a little. But even this afternoon, it was so tired that the whole group of people were scattered. After the disbandment, everyone had only two directions, the bathhouse and the cafeteria.
Chu Zixian and the other four undoubtedly ran to the cafeteria first and then went to. Yang Lin rushed to pay and said, "I'll ask for this meal, thank you for helping me in the afternoon."
"I'm telling you what you mean?" Xiang Xiaodong looked speechless.
"It's really not necessary. We just exercised a little more." Zhu Rui said with a smile.
Chu Zixian thought for a while and said, "Let Yang Lin please ask me. I will come tomorrow. It is indeed a lot of consumption today. I have to add more chicken legs!"
"Is one enough? If not, two!" Yang Lin quickly agreed, his expression much easier than before.
"One for the time being, it's not enough to add it." Chu Zixian said.
"Where is the egg? Can you add it?" Yang Lin asked again.
Chapter completed!