Big Shot Fails at Turning Apathetic

She was reborn as a little fool, but this fool was cherished by the entire family.

The steady and wise Grandpa, the gentle and kind Grandma, the hot-tempered but kind Auntie.

The twin c...

Chapter 86 Potential

The two exchanged a glance and understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

Chu Xingyue started working casually. She looked lazy, but her hands moved quickly.

Chu Jiaojiao was also disassembling the parts in an orderly manner.

When Chu Xingyue put it down, Chu Jiaojiao was also close to the final step.

Jiang Wang's right eye twitched. He glanced at the timer in his hand.

Chu Jiaojiao is already at the level of her teammates if she's a little slower, and Chu Xingyue looks even better; she could probably go even faster without breaking a sweat.

Jiang Wang suspected that Chu Xingyue was not using her full strength and seemed to have slowed down a bit.

Chu Jiaojiao placed the assembled gun on the table, turned to Chu Xingyue and smiled, her expression resembling that of a puppy trying to please.

"Hmm, not bad. I hope Chu Xingyue and Chu Jiaojiao can continue to do their best in the big competition." Jiang Wang's gaze was intense, staring intently until Chu Xingyue and Chu Jiaojiao returned to their team.

"Next, the squad leader will keep time, and the team leader will assist by recording everyone's loading and unloading time." Jiang Wang gave the order, and everyone, including the squad leaders of each squad, started to move.

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Before dark, everyone's dismantling time reports had been placed on Chu Qingzhi's desk.

Chu Qingzhi came in from outside, saw the report on the table, glanced at it briefly, and couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. She took the report and went straight to Xia Yijun's office.

"See? Didn't expect that?"

"I never expected the two girls to have such insight."

"Try to give them extra training to gauge their abilities and see if they can improve further. It's a rare opportunity like this. Make sure the training is flexible and safe. If anyone's physical fitness isn't up to par, lower the difficulty level for them." Xia Yijun instructed Chu Qingzhi to be mindful of the intensity and not to push them too hard; just push them to their limits.

After training ended on the second morning, everyone rested for a while and were full of energy again. They were still young after all.

The afternoon training session was a slap in the face to everyone.

The result of Chu Qingzhi's discussion with all the class monitors.

The freshmen with slightly weaker physical fitness were the ones with water bottles hanging from gun barrels, while those with strong physical fitness, like Chu Xingyue, were like two bricks.

Why is there such a distinction? We pay attention to and record the students' training time and physical condition every day.

Not everyone has such physical abilities, especially those with outstanding grades. Chu Qingzhi held a meeting with the class leaders and asked them to increase the difficulty for them to push them to their limits.

Chu Xingyue was definitely on the list, but surprisingly, their team's Chu Jiaojiao, Jun Yan, and Leng Shuang were also on the list.

Chu Xingyue wasn't worried about Chu Jiaojiao at all. Despite her small size, she was quite adept at this kind of training.

This made things difficult for Junyan and Lengshuang.

Leng Shuang was slightly better, but fifteen minutes was a bit of a stretch for Jun Yan. By this time, the bricks hanging under the gun had started to shake, and her entire arm was shaking as well. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans were dripping down her face.

Twenty minutes later, Junyan's entire body was trembling, and Leng Shuang started trembling just like Junyan had fifteen minutes earlier.

Half an hour later, a bunch of people were sitting on the field. Even the few people with good physical fitness were now covered in sweat and slowly began to give up.

Chu Xingyue and Chu Jiaojiao gradually lowered their arms, both of them sweating profusely as they looked at each other with ambiguous smiles on their faces.

Until the last person on the field couldn't hold on any longer.