"Wu Jing!"
"Here!"
"Tell me, can you persist?"
"Reporting to the instructor! I can!"
He Chenguang nodded in satisfaction.
The artistes who came to participate in the show this time, their information.
He Chenguang and the others took a rough look.
People like Shen Teng and Sha Yi used to be soldiers, but they were old now.
Yang Yang, a literature and art soldier, was also a pretty good young man.
Then, Wu Jing, Baoqiang, and the others had never been a soldier. They had only filmed similar movies and dramas and had a little experience in the army.
It was worth mentioning that in order to film a good movie, Wu Jing once went to the army and trained with the soldiers for 18 months.
This made He Chenguang and the others think highly of him.
Wu Jing's performance was indeed quite good.
At least so far, Wu Jing was the best among them.
From the moment she got off the bus and entered the base, Wu Jing had already started to demand herself to be a soldier.
Whether it was the water gun, the folded military quilt, or the military posture, they were all very serious.
Others would more or less relax a little.
However, Wu Jing's entire body tensed up, and her gaze was resolute as she looked straight ahead.
With this attitude, it was hard not to admire him.
His performance was indeed worthy of his tough guy persona.
Moreover, they could tell that Wu Jing was not pretending.
It was a yearning and respect for the army from the bottom of his heart!
"Wu Jing is a good seedling. With his looks, I wonder if he's your relative.”
Wang Yanbing walked over and said.
When he received the information of the artistes.
The instructors immediately set their eyes on Wu Jing.
It was not just because of Wu Jing's resume, but more importantly, his looks!
He Chenguang was 27 years old this year, and Wu Jing was 41 years old. There was a difference of 14 years, which was more than one round.
However, the realism of the two of them had reached 70 to 80%.
If they were to disguise themselves slightly, people who were not familiar with them would really not be able to tell who they were.
If they didn't know that He Chenguang's father had already sacrificed himself and that the He family had only been passed down for three generations…
They all thought that Wu Jing was some uncle of He Chenguang.
"The only one who has the last hope of surviving is Wu Jing, but there are a few others who are not bad.”
"Very good. Let's see how many people can persevere. I hope it won't be too ugly.”
"That depends on King Yama's mood.”
A few instructors chatted in low voices while walking around and watching the crowd to prevent them from doing anything.
Of course, they pretended not to see the slightest movement.
After all, an hour of military posture training was too much for celebrities like them.
It was indeed very difficult.
Hua Chengyu, Fan Fan, Kun Kun, and Li Fengfeng stood at the front of the group.
He was already on the verge of despair.
Especially Fanfan, he was a little weak to begin with.
He had to enter the army for three months of training.
Therefore, he indulged himself in advance.
Now that he had been standing for almost half an hour, he was covered in sweat and his legs were trembling.
Especially his hair, which was wet under the hat.
In addition, he had applied a lot of hair gel, so he felt very uncomfortable on his head!
While the instructors were talking, he quickly took off his hat.
She smoothed her hair and shook it.
Comfortable!
"Fanfan is so cool! That one swing of his head really hit my heart!”
"You guys are still talking, but I've already recorded and saved it. I'll take a screenshot and use it as my screensaver later!”
"My heart aches for my Fanfan! She was sweating so much that her hair was almost soaked!”
"The others didn't move, but he's standing at the front and still so arrogant.”
"So what? Wasn't it just tidying up her hair? What's the big deal? You're just jealous of Fanfan!”
"Alright, brother, don't talk too much to them. Let's watch ourselves.”
Fanfan quickly tidied her hair and stretched her body. She instantly felt much more relaxed.
All the artistes present witnessed this scene.
Seeing Fanfan's relaxed expression, many people were tempted.
F * ck…It's so tiring to stand in a military posture. It's not too much to be lazy!
However, in the next moment, they dismissed this idea.
"What are you doing?"
He walked in front of Wu Fanfan and said coldly.
Fan Fan's heart tightened. Damn, when did he come?
Wasn't he talking to Li Erniu on the other side just now?
Fan Fan: " Report, my hair is uncomfortable. I've dealt with it."”
He had experienced the lesson of being dragged to the front of the team after refusing to admit it.
He wasn't lying.
"Did I tell you to move?"
"Didn't I say that you're not allowed to speak or move in the formation? If there's anything, report it!"
"Don't you understand?!"
Fan Fanxin was not convinced." Report, I just moved my hair. It's uncomfortable!"”
"Then why didn't you cut your hair when you joined the army?"”
Fanfan's face turned green and red.
Haircut?
How could these young hunks cut their hair?
Then how could he do a handsome look?
How could he charm thousands of girls?
"Ten push-ups, start!"”
"If I see you move again, I'll add ten at a time.”
Fanfan was burning with rage, but he had learned from Young Master Wang's beating.
He really did not dare to take the blame anymore!
He could only lie down and accept his punishment obediently.
When the artistes saw this scene, they all dispelled their thoughts and straightened their backs even more!
"One…"
"Two…"
"Pfft…what is he doing? He seemed to be doing some unspeakable exercise?”
"I'm dying of laughter. Can't he get his arm off? His upper body strength was so poor that it looked like he was f * cking the floor.”
"It's hard not to misunderstand this push-up! Is it usually like this in bed?"
"Shut up! Fanfan was doing the most standard push-ups! As long as we like it! What's wrong with this position!"
"You like this position? What did he like? Girls should still have some self-love!"
"None of your business!"
………………………………………
Xu Tianlong's face darkened when he heard Fan Fan's weak voice and his unsightly actions.
"Didn't you eat your lunch? Louder! Put your arm down! Don't stick your butt out!"
"Put your chest on the ground!"
Ten push-ups, Fanfan felt like a century had passed.
When he stood up last night, he suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell down.
If he had known that the army was so tough, he wouldn't have invited so many girls to play with him two days ago!
…………………………
"Twenty minutes left!" They all persevered."
"Victory is right in front of us."
"You can rest soon."
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