The principal of Shi Yigao is actually a retired soldier, no, to be precise, a member of the Eagle Group who was forced to be dismissed. Back then, he had to quit because of family relations, and he could be considered deadly with Qin Zhan. friendship.

This time, the new military training was ahead of schedule, and Qin Zhan was making suggestions.

This old man is also a member of the Eagle Team. After he is deployed, he will be assigned tasks from top to bottom, and people will be transferred to train new students, which can be regarded as a vacation.

However, looking at the situation in front of me, the vacation was out of anger.

"You know the old man's temperament is upright, and you know that Song Ye is your younger brother, so you won't be merciful. You even arranged for him to lead the team. What's your motive?" Principal Wang Zhengnan asked a little puzzled.

"Because of the old man's temperament, he is the most suitable." Qin Zhan replied inexplicably without saying anything.

Wang Zhengnan knew that this buddy was an iron-mouthed toad, and if he didn't want to say anything, he would ask for nothing. He simply turned his attention to the playground and followed the development of the situation together.

In the summer, the scorching heat and the sweaty heat were pressing to the forehead. During the time when it was so hard to make people cry, the students on the playground were as excited as they were playing chicken blood, because there was a good show to watch.

The students openly provoke the instructors, and they have to play PK.

"Five kilometers, whoever finishes first will win." The old man stood on the outside of the track and looked sideways at Song Ye on the same horizontal line, "Is there a problem?"

"Well, yes." Song Ye nodded, and there was no trace of anxiety and panic on his cold face.

The surrounding students have already exploded.

"Fuck, five kilometers, how many laps does it take? I'm going to lose my breath after 1,000 kilometers. Not to mention who runs fast in five kilometers, it's unknown whether they can finish it."

"That's right, and you can see that Song Ye's body is not suitable for regular exercise. Maybe he will faint halfway."

"That's why I said, this is all the coach is forcing him to retreat. If he just admits defeat, it's over. Why do you have to blame yourself."

The students' discussions were like cicadas humming in his ears in this hot summer, which made Meng Ziheng a little upset, because he also felt that this was an impossible task.

With a physique of 1.8 meters, he looks like a regular training veteran, but Song Ye looks like a little white face at first glance, especially a provincial champion. He must be a nerd who usually doesn't leave the door. Five kilometers is clearly a Make things difficult.

"Hmph, I think he deserves it, and he is hated when he drags his head too far." The four eldest young masters had already gathered together at this time, and Le Mingyu, who had been displeased with Song Ye from the beginning, sarcastically said.

"Okay, let's talk less." Meng Ziheng said suddenly, and snorted in a low voice with a displeased expression.

The other three were stunned for a moment. Although Meng Ziheng was a little cold on weekdays, he had never blushed towards his brother. His tone today was quite surprising.

Gu Yitong saw the doorway and asked in a low voice, "Ziheng, are you worried about your new roommate?"

Worry? Hearing this, Meng Ziheng's brows tightened a bit, and he said coldly, "Whether he is dead or alive has nothing to do with me."

Having said that, when the whistle sounded, his eyes still automatically followed the slender figure.

At the beginning, the two of them were both at a leisurely pace, keeping a certain rhythm and advancing side by side. The heat on the plastic track was steaming up, as if to merge the two figures into a landscape. Students from other classes participated in the training. While secretly surrounding, the students in Class One and Three of Senior High all hid under the shade of the trees, stealing their lives to stay cool for half a day.

One lap, two laps, three laps... As the number of laps continued to increase, the perception between the two figures gradually emerged. Song Ye was on the inner track and was still slightly behind. This was not because her speed rhythm had dropped. It's the difference in body size that makes her step out and is destined not to be as big as that of the eighth.

By the fourth lap, Song Ye was already sweating, and her originally fair and transparent cheeks were also stained with two touches of red, which made her facial features look more beautiful.

The old man next to him actually didn't do his best. During the running process, he kept his eyes on the young man not far away. Until the sixth lap, he slowed down in the middle and paralleled the young man again. , when his hair was wet, but his eyes and expression were still firm, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The competition of long-distance running is not as exciting and beautiful as Sanda, but it is the best way to see a person's overall quality. Running first tests a person's patience. If there is competition in long-distance endurance running under high temperature, it will increase the psychological burden. People with poor stress resistance will gradually lose their rhythm and become confused in the later fatigue process.

The old eight proposed a distance of five kilometers, not as the students guessed to make Song Ye retreat. This distance was the appropriate length he proposed after examining Song Ye's running literacy, but it was surprising that the young man was still able to keep calm and breathe until now.

The arrogance in her bones didn't seem to make her obsessed with winning or losing. Although she was rebellious, her mind was equally calm and determined.

By the tenth lap, the students around were already looking dull and boring, and felt that the two people on the playground were just like clockwork robots, not knowing how hot or tired they were.

"Are these two perverts, they've been around so many times, how come it's not over yet?"

The students who were counting the laps complained to themselves, but their hearts were more filled with surprise. They were not surprised that the eighth was able to run five kilometers, but now even Song Ye has persevered, and there is no expected fainting or Surrender is somewhat surprising.

What's even more frightening is that after the eleventh lap, the two people on the track started to accelerate at the same time, which was different from the previous jogging at a constant speed.

Under the tree, Meng Ziheng suddenly straightened up, his eyes fixed on Song Ye.

The boy's body leaned forward slightly, his hands swayed back and forth, like a swift and fierce cheetah, staring at the road ahead with a resolute expression and running all the way. No longer as cold as the moon, in those eyes, there is a deep desire for victory, full of domineering coercion, making people feel shivering.

At this time, the eighth no longer observes the young man. As a member of the Eagle Group, he also has his own pride and belief. Since he accepts the challenge, he cannot lose.

In the last two and a half laps, the two of them went crazy, sprinting forward blindly, and the scary thing was that Song Ye, who seemed to be thin and thin, was on a par with the tall and strong instructor in speed, and fell into a stalemate. status.

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