Running in the Snow…
"Zhuang Yan, tell me loudly, tell me loudly.”
Zheng Sanpao pointed at Zhuang Yan and shouted word by word…
"I said you're sick. You're sick in the head.”
Zhuang Yan didn't stand on ceremony and pointed out Zheng Sanpao's name.
"Good, you have guts! Very manly and hot-blooded." Suddenly, Zheng Sanpao changed the topic and said to everyone,""Push-ups, 30. Count it yourself. Count…"
"Reporting, class monitor. Why are you punishing us? We didn't do anything wrong.”
Chen Xiwa was very confused. She didn't understand a little, so she asked.
"Alright, I'll tell you why. I'll punish you for doing push-ups. Because of this soldier Zhuang Yan, all of you will be punished today. Start doing push-ups.”Zheng Sanpao randomly came up with a reason and blamed it on Zhuang Yan. No matter what he said, it was related to Zhuang Yan.
Time passed by slowly.
An endless stream of voices spread around the square.
Everyone lay on the ground and slowly did push-ups. They shouted loudly and reported the numbers. No one dared to cut corners. Zheng Sanpao was watching from the side like a supervisor.
" 26, 27, 28, 29, 30..." Yang Feng finished his push-ups and stood up to report to Zheng Sanpao."Reporting to the class monitor, I've completed 30 push-ups.”
"Class monitor, I'm done too."
Then, the second person, Chen Xiwa, also stood up.
Chen Xiwa was a farmer who did farm work all year round. These 30 push-ups were simply a piece of cake for Chen Xiwa.
Three minutes later, it was Zhuang Yan's turn to stand up. When Zhuang Yan was in university, he often had military training. Zhuang Yan had also participated in military training.
Next were Hao Shuai, Du Ziteng, and Dai Zhao, one after the other. They lined up slowly until everyone had done 30 push-ups.
Everyone finished their push-ups. Faye Wong took about 15 to 20 minutes. The real time, he still needed to look at the stopwatch in Zheng Sanpao's hand to be sure of the time to finish the push-ups.
Everyone was huffing and puffing after doing push-ups. Only Yang Feng seemed to be fine. His face was not red and he was not huffing.
He was completely fine, breathing like a normal person.
When Zheng Sanpao saw Yang Feng's appearance, he secretly gave Yang Feng a definition in his heart."Monster."
"Alright, everyone, do 30 push-ups. Everyone was ready to run 30 laps around the field. Everyone, turn right and run…"
Zheng Sanpao gave another order, ordering everyone to run 30 laps around the field. After 30 laps, it would be strange if their legs weren't crippled.
Many people followed him slowly. After running and running for the eighth round, the team started to scatter and become a pile of loose sand.
One by one, they fell behind and basically could not keep up with the team.
They were still carrying five-kilogram backpacks. They had just finished 30 push-ups, so their bodies naturally could not take it. The last person to finish the push-ups was even more overwhelmed. The first person to finish the push-ups even took a break.
At least it wasn't that hard, and there was still time for relief.
Even Chen Xiwa didn't last long and slowly fell behind. She was left at the back and half-squatted on the ground, panting.
Yang Feng and Zhuang Yan could at least be compared to Zheng Sanpao. The three of them were evenly matched. Yang Feng kept adjusting his breathing and running with a calm breathing. He could not breathe heavily when running.
Soon, Zheng Sanpao could not hold on any longer and completely fell behind. He fell behind Yang Feng and Zhuang Yan's buttocks. He panted non-stop and his breathing was especially unstable.
"Zhuang Yan, can you still hold on? If you can't, don't run.”
When Yang Feng saw Zhuang Yan, his face was a little red and his breathing was a little unstable.
Yang Feng was especially clear that Zhuang Yan would definitely not be able to hold on any longer.
"Brother Feng, don't worry, I'm fine. I really can't hold on, and I won't force myself to hold on.”Zhuang Yan respected Yang Feng and would not disobey his orders.
Zhuang Yan didn't want to be looked down upon by Zheng Sanpao, so he gritted his teeth and persisted.
One step at a time, he was running slowly…
"Zhuang Yan, how many laps have you run?”
Yang Feng turned to look at Zhuang Yan and asked.
Zhuang Yan did some calculations before he slowly said,"25 laps! Brother Feng, how many laps have you run?"
"26 laps, just one lap more than you.”
PS: Notification…
In 2017, the conscription work began. Young people of the right age were encouraged to participate in the physical examination and become soldiers.
Zhuang Yan was completely dumbfounded. He did not expect or realize that Yang Feng would actually run one lap more than him. His face did not turn red.
Ten minutes later, Zhuang Yan could not run any longer. He could not take it anymore. His stomach kept churning and he felt like vomiting.
"Zhuang Yan, are you alright? Zhuang Yan, if you really can't run anymore, then don't persist and go rest.”
Yang Feng consoled Zhuang Yan. Yang Feng was still on Zhuang Yan's back.
Yang Feng had finished running 30 laps. He was in a huge circular square.
After Yang Feng finished running, he took out a bottle of mineral water from his backpack.
Zhuang Yan took the bottle of mineral water from Yang Feng's hand. He opened the cap and gulped down a few mouthfuls. Zhuang Yan sat on the ground after drinking the water.
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