“43…45…48…”
Whatever Lu Chen can do, he can do too.
"Ziquan, if you can't do it, just get up."
Wang Nengwen couldn't do more than twenty and just lay on the ground and didn't want to get up.
Seeing the people around me struggling even though they were clearly dying, I started to get worried.
Jia Ziquan ignored him until he finished fifty push-ups and fell to the ground. His face, which he had always cherished, fell heavily on the ground.
Jia Ziquan wanted to curse in his heart.
Damn, his face!
The instructor took the notebook and noticed that Jia Ziquan had barely finished the task, so he made a mark in the column where Jia Ziquan's name was.
Before they had even had five minutes of rest, their sprinting ability was tested again.
This time, four people were divided into groups and sprinted 100 meters.
It is to challenge their explosive power.
Coincidentally, Jia Ziquan, Lu Chen, Xu Kaile and Wang Nengwen are in the same group.
Lu Chen nodded to Wang Nengwen as a greeting.
The latter just glanced at him indifferently.
"Ziquan, come on, sprint! We must surpass them."
Wang Nengwen turned and said to Jia Ziquan.
Jia Ziquan snorted coldly, "Don't worry, he is not my opponent yet."
He must get the first place.
By then, he will be better than Lu Chen, and Li Zhixi will definitely like him.
What does Lu Chen have?
He heard from Wang Nengwen that he was just a poor guy.
Tsk, I can’t come up with the money and I don’t have the ability either.
The only thing worth seeing is the face.
But, is he good enough for himself?
Jia Ziquan always thought that he was the kind of person who was both good-looking and rich.
I have always been very proud.
Before the sprint, Lu Chen once again received Jia Ziquan's provocative look and was a little confused.
Is there something wrong with this student's brain?
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