Ke Meiyu chuckled and moved closer to her mother, "Mom, you and Dad look more than ten years younger, and your looks are at their peak. Maybe some young girls and boys will be clamoring to be my stepmothers and stepfathers in the future."
Mrs. Ke was taken aback, then pinched her cheek, both amused and exasperated. "You naughty girl, how can you even joke about your parents?"
“We’re all getting on in years, about to have grandchildren, how could we possibly have these thoughts? Besides, is your father not good enough, or your mother not virtuous enough, that you have to find someone else to cause trouble for our whole family?”
Ke Meiyu tilted her head and thought for a moment, then nodded in admiration: "Mom, you know what, although my dad and my brothers used to be reluctant to put in the hard work when they did farm work, people would say they were lazy, cheating and of bad character."
"Actually, I think it's because our family members are all very clear-headed, they know what they can and cannot do, and they also know what kind of life they want to live."
"What do you call this? Cleverness in the small things, but great wisdom!"
“We’re not as amazing as you make us out to be,” Mrs. Ke said gently, looking at Mr. Ke warming up on the field. “We’re just content with the present and living our lives happily.”
"That's a truly insightful person!" Ke Meiyu nodded repeatedly.
Because they were family members of the contestants, they were seated in the front row, in the middle, with an excellent view of the entire competition.
Just as Qin Yuanjiu said, the student union's news department, which was organizing the security recruitment, released the rules as soon as the competition started. Because previous recruitment projects had a very comprehensive assessment, this year's rules were the same as those of previous years.
They simply increased the number of participants, raised the difficulty of the competition events, and raised the passing score to ensure that the security personnel who become formal employees are capable of performing their duties.
The first competition was a weighted run, which was changed from 10 kilograms for 3 kilometers to 20 kilograms for 5 kilometers!
The conditions, once announced, caused an uproar among the prepared contestants and the audience familiar with the rules.
Ke Meiyu, puzzled, turned to ask Qin Yuanjiu.
He gave a brief explanation.
"Ah, Ninth Brother, did you know in advance, so you trained my father according to this standard?"
"No," Qin Yuanjiu said with a light laugh, "I just used the requirements for training new recruits in the army to have our father practice. I didn't expect these students to raise the standards in order to show that they are different."
Five kilometers is equivalent to ten li (a traditional Chinese unit of distance), and one li is five hundred meters. This is equivalent to carrying a four or five-year-old child on your back for five kilometers, or twelve and a half laps on a standard track!
If Ke Meiyu hadn't ultimately decided to rely on her true abilities to tackle the college entrance exam, she would never have experienced what it felt like to run the women's 1000-meter race within a given time limit.
That was terrifying, wasn't it? It was a nightmare.
Back then, before the apocalypse, people's bodies hadn't been tempered by the zombie virus.
After running 1,000 meters, many girls turned pale, had dry and sore throats, and some even vomited!
The 1200-meter race for boys is by no means an easy task.
Even though people are very active now, carrying a weight for 5,000 meters is still a very difficult task.
The candidates who came to take the exam were all determined to win and secure a permanent position.
Suppressing their astonishment, they continued their warm-up jumps in place, and not one dared to raise any objections.
At the sound of a gunshot, Wang Di shouted at the top of his lungs, "Go, Comrade Ke Qingyi! You're the best, Comrade Ke Qingyi! You're absolutely fantastic!"
It not only shouted excitedly, but also flapped its wings and followed, circling above Mr. Ke's head to cheer him on: "Keep your breathing steady, you have to run five kilometers, you have to be prepared for a long battle..."
"Focus your attention; your only enemy is yourself. You don't need to compare yourself to others..."
"It's just five kilometers, about ten thousand steps, no big deal..."
"Twenty kilograms, that's just carrying a four or five-year-old child..."
It safely copied Qin Yuanjiu and Ke Meiyu's words during Ke's father's training sessions, and it really lived up to its white fur. Its loud voice filled the entire track, making it the brightest star in the entire stadium!
Emperor Wang's cheerleading squad members were exceptionally strong, and they didn't even give Ke Meiyu and the others a chance to appear.
Ke's father, annoyed by its noise, shifted his attention to the long journey, but he unknowingly completed the task. Although he didn't get first place, he still achieved a good result of second place.
After a short rest, it's time for close combat.
The student council members preserved the project, but the competition rules changed.
The test takers are no longer challenging the veteran security staff, since the abilities of those who enter university security work tend to decline as their jobs become more comfortable.
In other words, if this rule continues, the quality of security personnel will decline with each new batch.
They directly challenged students graduating from the school's martial arts association in the summer to fight against them.
Students who are recruited into the Wushu Association all have some talent in martial arts, and the association often invites famous martial arts masters to give lectures and guidance, and frequently leads teams to participate in national martial arts competitions.
While they may not be comparable to professionals, they are by no means just for show in their amateur roles.
A row of tall, strong students in school uniforms entered the stadium, and the audience erupted in enthusiastic applause, as if the competition was getting more and more interesting.
Twenty students stood with their arms crossed and spaced apart.
If a contestant successfully defeats two of the two opponents in a one-on-one match, they will have passed the test for that round.
After drinking the honey water prepared by Ke Meiyu, the slight discomfort caused by the weighted running had completely disappeared.
He preferred a quick and decisive approach. Without waiting for anyone else to hesitate, he walked directly to the other side, smiled, and gave a slight bow: "Young comrade, please?"
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