Push-ups are an exercise that relies on one's own body weight and cannot be measured by differences in strength between individuals.
Just as an inconspicuous ant can lift things that are dozens or even more times its own weight, an elephant, whose strength is obviously much greater than that of an ant, finds it extremely difficult to lift things that are more than twice its own weight.
By the same token, push-ups seemed very easy for Han Cheng, but for Second Brother and others who had never done this kind of exercise, it seemed a bit difficult.
The relaxed mood that they felt beforehand quickly disappeared, and some people's bodies were shaking uncontrollably.
Of course, there were also some times when it didn’t take so much effort, but the relaxed mood at the beginning was gone.
"Put your ass down."
Han Cheng said.
“Ba…”
As soon as the second brother put his butt down according to Han Cheng's instructions, he couldn't help but fell to the ground.
And now, Han Chengcai has counted to eight.
"Get up. Don't lie there!"
The second brother gritted his teeth and propped himself up, his whole body trembling.
It felt like an eternity had passed before I finally heard the Son of God say the number: "Nine."
Those who are struggling to hold on, quickly bend their arms and make one.
The most painful and frustrating part of doing push-ups is not doing them continuously, but holding them still with your arms straight.
Later, when he was in physical education class or military training, Han Cheng thought more than once about kicking the physical education teacher or instructor who was counting slowly on the buttocks, so that he could count out the remaining numbers quickly.
However, now it was his turn to count, and he unconsciously slowed down...
Could it be that this vague desire to let others experience one's own pain is at work?
Just like the peasant uprisings throughout the dynasties.
At the beginning, they were oppressed people who rose up to fight against corrupt officials. Once they achieved a certain victory, their attitude immediately changed. They acted more ruthlessly and resolutely than the corrupt officials in the past...
"ten"
“Hoo~Hoo~”
After finishing ten push-ups, Second Brother, whose heads were already covered with sweat, and Balloon breathed heavily as if they were relieved.
Thinking about what happened just now, I feel a little nervous.
At the same time, I was full of confusion.
The Son of God is obviously not as strong as them, so why is it so easy for him to do push-ups, but so difficult for me and others to do them?
Is this why the Son of God is the Son of God?
They thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out, so they could only attribute it to this.
"twenty"
For the last ten numbers, Han Cheng counted faster, otherwise he was afraid that someone in the spear team would not be able to hold on.
Some people didn't even mind the cold ground and just sat down on it, breathing heavily, feeling as if they had been reborn.
A certain unscrupulous Son of God was secretly proud when he saw this. He thought, "You still dare to underestimate the power of this Son of God. In my later life, I will also be a five-good young man with all-round development in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics and labor, okay?"
At the same time, I was thinking, where are we going now?
When you meet a guy who says he's going to do twenty push-ups but can only count ten to nineteen in a row, that's when you really want to beat him up.
Thinking of this, I felt that I had been kind enough to the people of the Qingque tribe.
The eldest senior brother, junior brother Sha, and the people they led, who were not punished, looked at each other in bewilderment when they saw the second senior brother and his men gasping for breath, with red faces and thick necks.
Are push-ups really that scary?
If a little kid like the Son of God can do it so easily, how come all those people in the tribe who are used to doing hard work and hunting look so tired?
The eldest brother is not like Shitou who likes to ask questions all the time. When he encounters a problem, what he usually does is to think about it through his own observation. He will only ask questions after he is sure that he cannot solve it.
So after some fruitless thought, in another collective training session that began shortly afterwards, the eldest brother deliberately waited until the Son of God counted to one hundred and two before he lined up.
He was the leader, and his physique was stronger than most people in the Green Bird Tribe, so he was unwilling to accept the punishment of ten push-ups.
A real man has to do something difficult, so he dragged it to 120. According to the previous situation, he only needed to do 20 push-ups.
After Han Cheng arrived, with the promotion of Chinese and some simple numbers and algorithms, and after long-term contact, the people of the Qingque tribe have made great progress in arithmetic compared to before. Although they cannot be said to be very good, most people can still reach the level of a first-grade elementary school student.
This calculation is indeed correct, however, how could he guess the wisdom of the Son of God?
After successfully dragging on to the number of one hundred and twenty, as the eldest brother had expected, the punishment from the Son of God arrived as promised, but he was a little dumbfounded.
Because the number of push-ups is not twenty, but forty!
The Son of God is a man who values morality and ethics, and he won't let anyone act like a fool.
The eldest brother, with smoke coming out of his head and beads of sweat dripping down, figured out how he died while gasping for breath.
The reason given by the Son of God was that last time he was able to complete the task within thirty numbers, but this time he went directly to one hundred and twenty numbers, which was a huge step backward, so he needed to be punished twice as much.
After listening to the reasons given by the Son of God, the eldest brother and the members of the Rattan Shield Team he led thought about it carefully and felt that what the Son of God said made sense. It would not be a loss at all for them to divide themselves into two groups and make forty of them.
The real man, the eldest brother, now truly realized how difficult it is to do push-ups. His arms are still trembling slightly.
He now completely understood why everyone reacted that way when doing push-ups.
But one thing also made it even more confusing, which was why it was so easy for the Son of God to do it.
He thought about it again and again, but the more he thought, the more confused he became. After hesitating for a long time, he finally spoke out his doubts and asked the reason.
The others also stretched their necks and pricked up their ears. They were no less confused about this matter than the eldest brother.
Han Cheng smiled and nodded. Amid the expectation of everyone, he asked, "Want to know?"
Everyone nodded like chicks pecking at rice.
Han Dashenzi smiled slightly: "No way!"
Everyone was stunned.
Han Cheng smiled and added: "Then practice standing in line well. I will tell you when you have mastered the formation."
Motivated people do things quickly. Under the guidance of Han Dashenzi's "painstaking efforts", everyone was very enthusiastic in practicing queuing.
Everyone stared at the person in front of them, and once they found that the person in front of them was standing in the wrong position, they would pull him back.
In this atmosphere, they practiced disbanding and gathering five more times, and all four teams were able to complete it within twenty-five counts.
The efficiency is simply unbelievably high.
Amidst everyone's great expectations, Han Cheng also explained as promised why he found it so easy - he practiced a lot.
This made the people who were full of expectations feel a little disappointed. In their opinion, the Son of God should be different from everyone else, and it would be best if he could be related to the gods...
I thought so, but after thinking about it carefully, I felt that what the Son of God said was right. Take archery for example. At the beginning, many of them didn’t even know how to draw the bow. Later, after practicing more, they were able to shoot the arrow into the target.
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