Meng Anyao was listening at the side, feeling extremely unconvinced. She silently clenched her teeth and curled her lips in disdain.
These leaders will just grab those useless things and criticize them.
She came to the art troupe not for these trivial housework, her goal was to step onto the big stage, become an artist like her mother, stand under the lights, and enjoy the applause of the audience.
She needs to be her mother's pride and not be easily tripped up by these little things.
Chen Xin spoke for a while, and then announced loudly: "Everyone, get ready. After a short rest, we will start today's physical training!"
Her voice echoed in the hall. As soon as the voice fell, the recruits who were still trembling with fear over the previous housekeeping inspection suddenly quieted down, and were replaced by a series of low groans.
"Ah? No way, physical training is required on the first day? I'm not ready yet."
"I heard that the physical training in the army is very tiring. What should I do? If I can't hold on, I will definitely be scolded!"
"Me too. At home, I just sweep the floor and help my mom pick vegetables. My physical fitness is very poor..."
"I'm out of breath after running two steps. I'm really doomed..."
There was a wailing in the crowd, and everyone looked in pain. They were particularly afraid of physical training, fearing that they would not be able to endure it.
Lin Qingli was also frightened when she heard the conversation. She reached out and tightly grasped Jiang Xiachu's arm. Her legs went weak and her face was full of fear. "Xiachu, I'm so scared. With my small body, I can't stand the physical training..."
Thinking of the various torturous exercises, Lin Qingli felt his legs and feet go weak.
When Jiang Xiachu heard this, he looked at her with a smile, patted her hands, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, we can hold on together."
Lin Qingli was not very confident, but still nodded, "I understand..."
The instructor in charge of the training was a man in his thirties who was extremely strict.
There were no trees to block the view and the sun was shining brightly on the training ground.
Everyone started training under the command of the instructor, doing long-distance running, push-ups, sit-ups...
Not long after the long-distance race began, some people ran out of energy halfway through the training due to lack of strength, their speed gradually slowed down, and the team became sparse.
After a while, everyone was panting, their faces flushed, and their legs became weak.
After the long run, Lin Qingli breathed in deep gulps of fresh air, walked slowly side by side with Jiang Xiachu, and adjusted his breathing.
The two walked for a while, and their breathing rhythm gradually stabilized.
Lin Qingli covered his chest and turned to look at the people behind him. After seeing that everyone was panting, he was stunned for a moment.
After the long-distance run, everyone’s faces were redder than each other. Some were so weak that they looked like they were going to faint at any second. They looked extremely embarrassed.
Lin Qingli looked at Jiang Xiachu in astonishment, "Xiachu, compared to each other, our physical strength is pretty good."
Although they didn't run very fast, their speed was always steady and they didn't drop off, and they persisted from the beginning to the end.
At this moment, everyone who had finished the run looked like they had lost half their life, and the remaining people who had fallen behind for most of the lap were now gritting their teeth and running desperately towards the finish line.
But everyone felt as if their feet were filled with lead. It was extremely difficult to lift their feet, and they had to rest for three steps after running one step.
After Lin Qingli recovered completely, she couldn't help but sighed: "I didn't expect that the emergency physical training you led me to do before would actually be effective. We run every day, and I'm used to it. Now I can even handle long-distance running."
Jiang Xiachu met Lin Qingli's eyes full of admiration, raised his lips and smiled, "As long as you practice, there will definitely be results."
Lin Qingli immediately came forward and took her arm, "You are worthy of being my Xia Chu. It is right to follow you!"
Jiang Xiachu was about to reply when she looked up and saw Qin Ningqian, who had just finished running and was a little dizzy. She hurriedly walked up to her and held her arm.
Qin Ningqian's face was flushed because he had just finished running, and he was breathing heavily.
Jiang Xiachu raised his hand and gently patted her back, "Adjust your breathing slowly and rest aside for a while."
Qin Ningqian nodded slightly and said softly: "Thank you Xia Chu, if you hadn't supported me, I might have fallen just now."
"It's just a small matter."
The two of them stood together, one was bright and charming, the other was cool and beautiful, both were particularly pleasing to the eye. The same military uniform looked particularly good on them inexplicably.
The other art soldiers couldn't help but stare at the two of them, sighing repeatedly: "Jiang Xiachu and Qin Ningqian are so beautiful. How can someone have such a small face and such big eyes?"
The art soldier sighed and kept gesturing with his hands.
Others around them also echoed: "Yes, under the sunlight, both of them are so white that they are blinding."
"How come she looks so beautiful right after running? Unlike me, I look so disheveled, with messy hair and sweat all over my body."
"She has a good figure, as expected of a dancer, thin and tall."
"If I were as pretty as them, I would have no worries at all..."
"These should be the two new beauties of our art troupe, right? There is no doubt about it, they are so beautiful..."
“I think they are both so beautiful!”
Everyone was praising them one after another, and their eyes were full of appreciation for the beauty of the two.
Meng Anyao just stopped running, her heart pounding, sweat dripping down her forehead and cheeks, and then dripping onto the ground.
Her clothes were already soaked with sweat, with sweat stains seeping out, and her hair was hanging in wisps, making her look very disheveled.
She was just breathing heavily, and then she heard everyone's generous praise.
It was already annoying enough that she was in such a mess after running. After all, she had never suffered such hardship since she was a child. But after running, she heard these words again, and she was completely furious when she heard them without mentioning herself at all.
Her cheeks were burning.
Xu Qingqing, who was standing by, hadn't recovered yet when she noticed that Meng Anyao was in a bad mood.
Following her gaze, Xu Qingqing instantly understood why Meng Anyao was angry, and quickly spoke up to help: "A group of people, none of them have good taste! They only care about the two of them!"
Xu Qingqing hadn't recovered yet, and was having difficulty speaking, as if she was having trouble breathing, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Our An Yao is the one who has been beautiful since she was young, but she looks... Ugh..."
It seemed that he was tired from the long run. He kept breathing through his mouth and his throat was dry and astringent. He couldn't help but retching when he was halfway through his words.
The sound was particularly abrupt on the training ground.
It was followed by the word "looks", and people who didn't know the truth thought it was a scolding of Meng Anyao. After a moment of silence, they burst into laughter.
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