The first day of school.
Xu Shuyan got up early and deliberately stomped loudly when she went downstairs, hoping to disturb Ning Chen from sleeping.
It turned out that this guy was not in the room at all and had gone out for a walk long ago.
When they arrived at the school, Xu Shuyan asked Ning Chen to get off the bus at the school gate first, while she and Jiang Tang went to the underground garage. Ning Chen was also happy to do so.
In the first week of school, after the orientation meeting for freshmen, they entered the military training stage.
Ning Chen had countless ways to avoid military training, but it was not necessary.
"Time's up, take a twenty-minute break!"
Following the young instructor's order, many of the fifty students in the second clinical class sat down on the ground and wiped sweat with their sleeves.
"Standing in a military posture is too tiring."
"Yeah, I feel like my legs are about to break."
"It's so uncomfortable to be motionless."
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"It will take another seven days, wuwuwu..."
There was a chorus of complaints.
Seeing this, the young instructor shook his head, "You college students today are so pampered that they can't even stand in a military posture for forty minutes. It's really useless!"
Faced with such contempt, several boys in the class were obviously dissatisfied.
"Instructor, you can't generalize!"
A boy with short hair raised his hand and then stood up, "Standing in a military posture means nothing to me. I work out and play basketball every day. My physical fitness should be on par with yours."
The young instructor smiled, "Really? What's your name?"
The short-haired young man raised his head, "Li Xuanming!"
"How handsome, how dare you talk to the instructor like that."
Many girls in the class cast surprised looks at Li Xuanming.
Ning Chen also watched the show.
"Do you dare to have a competition?" The young instructor felt that it was necessary to teach this group of college students a lesson.
"Okay, what to compare to?" Li Xuanming became excited.
If you really defeat the instructor, wouldn't you be able to steal the show?
Even if you lose, it won't be too embarrassing.
"It's better than push-ups." The young instructor said casually.
"No problem!" Li Xuanming patted the thick muscles on his chest.
The two were quickly in place.
Stand side by side with your hands on the ground.
The rules of this game are very simple, whoever can't hold on first will lose.
Nearby classes heard that there was a competition between students and instructors, and they all gathered around to watch with interest.
At the beginning, Li Xuanming could keep up with the instructor's speed and his movements were standard. But after eighty, he began to lose his shape.
One hundred, sweating profusely.
One hundred and twenty, trembling all over.
"Made, this instructor is so awesome..."
Li Xuanming looked up and almost scared him to death!
Because the young instructor was actually doing one-arm push-ups!
He was shocked and immediately stood up and asked: "Instructor, you..."
"Why don't you continue?"
The young instructor also stood up, with a smile on his face and a slight blush.
"Brother, you are a loser. You do two arms, while the instructor always does one arm..." a boy next to him reminded.
"Fuck..." Li Xuanming's cheeks turned red, and then he realized the difference between ordinary fitness enthusiasts and soldiers.
"It's so naive for a mere college student to want to challenge us."
Several instructors who were watching from nearby classes exchanged looks and couldn't help laughing.
After Li Xuanming returned to the team, the young instructor asked again: "Are you still dissatisfied? You can come out and practice."
No one in the class answered.
Li Xuanming, who is tall and strong, has lost. Who dares to overestimate his own capabilities?
The young instructor added, "If you beat me, military training will be waived."
"oh?"
Ning Chen raised his eyebrows.
If you want to say that, then I will be interested!
"Dachun, you are so strong, why don't you go out and try?"
Fang Xiaopang encouraged Zhang Dachun from the side.
Zhang Dachun shook his head, "I can do up to seventy push-ups in one breath, and up to twenty with one arm. The instructor is not going to kill me every minute."
"This instructor's physical fitness is so strong that we can't compare." Fang Xiaopang said with emotion.
"Okay, let's continue training-"
Just as the young instructor shouted, a student suddenly raised his hand, "Well, instructor, I want to try."
It was Ning Chen.
He didn't want to do military training anymore and felt a little bored.
"Uh-huh!"
All fifty students in the class all looked at him in shock.
"Just you?" Li Xuanming had a funny expression on his face.
In his opinion, Ning Chen is skinny and has no muscles at all. He is not even as good as him. How dare he challenge the instructor.
"He is the guy who offended Zhao Lipeng from the Sanda club yesterday."
"I heard that he dared to hit seniors."
"Fuck you, beating up a senior? Are you so brave?"
The class was whispering.
No one knows where this Ning Chen comes from, but he must be capable if he dares to challenge the instructor.
"You want to challenge me?"
The young instructor looked at Ning Chen with suspicion, "Are you sure?"
"Instructor, do what you just said count?"
Ning Chen confirmed: "If I win you, there will be no need for military training."
"It counts! Of course it counts!"
The young instructor looked confident, "But you have to beat me first!"
"That's fine."
Ning Chen felt relieved.
After getting out of the queue, he competed with the instructor. Both of them started doing push-ups with both arms, one after another.
"If he can beat the instructor, I'll give him an Ollie live broadcast!"
Li Xuanming said to the boys who were sleeping together.
"Wanwan, do you think this Ning Chen can win?"
A round-faced girl wearing glasses asked Su Wanwan curiously.
Su Wanwan nodded slightly, "I believe he can!"
"Wanwan, you think too much."
A pretty girl with a high ponytail said with disdain: "He is a college student, there is no way he can win over the instructor. He practices this every day."
"That's it, you have to specialize in the arts, don't use your hobbies to challenge other people's jobs,"
Another girl with a pockmarked face also said.
Although the girls who slept with him thought that Ning Chen would lose, Su Wanwan still had a glimmer of hope.
She had seen Ning Chen violently beat up Ma Kun and those gangsters, just like for fun. Even a soldier might not be able to do it so lightly.
Soon, the number of push-ups exceeded fifty, and the young instructor began his performance.
Swap two arms for one arm.
"Boy, compared to me, you're a little too young!"
"I am the push-up record holder of our company!"
The young instructor sneered in his heart.
Then, he saw Ning Chen also changed to one arm, with five fingers retracted one by one.
In the end, only one little finger was left on the ground, making rapid movements.
"How can it be?"
The young instructor was stunned on the spot.
There were also bursts of screams in the second clinical class, especially those girls who just thought he was destined to lose.
"Oh my God, one finger? Did I see it wrong?"
"Could this be the legendary one-finger push-up!"
"And it's still the little finger. Damn it, it's too strong..."
Not only the second clinical class, but also the nearby classes came over to watch.
Many instructors were shocked when they saw this scene!
What is this? What is this?
Li Xuanming, who believed that his physical fitness was the best in the class, turned red, as if someone had slapped him hard...
