Song Ran is a typical delicate lady who can't carry her shoulders and can't lift her hands, she is carrying a sandbag in one hand and tying a horse step.

Persevered...... After about thirty seconds, her whole arm trembled so much that she couldn't lift the sandbag at all, and she looked at the person in front of her sadly: "The sandbag is too heavy." ”

Gu Jingxing hurriedly gave her the stairs: "Well, your wrists are still sore, so don't practice today, okay?"

It's really a pot that can't be opened, why does he like to mention her sore wrists so much?

Song Ran walked to the horizontal bar again: "Curved arm overhang and pull-ups, I can still give it a try." ”

"Well, you hang on it, you can practice your arm strength, and I hope you can hang it until I wash the dishes and come out." ”

Gu Jingxing washed the dishes, it took about five minutes, Song Ran came down to rest five or six times, and when his footsteps sounded, she immediately held the pole with both hands and tried to pull up and prop up there.

Gu Jingxing touched his nose: "Has it been supported for so long?"

Song Ran smiled proudly: "Am I amazing?"

Gu Jingxing hugged her leg: "Well, it's powerful enough, you can rest for a while." ”

As soon as Song Ran's hand was released, the whole person fell into his arms, and Gu Jingxing hugged her: "When they all get off the training ground in the evening, I will take you for a run." ”

Song Ran nodded: "Okay." ”

At half past seven in the evening, there was almost no one in the training ground, Song Ran was wearing Gu Jingxing's wide military uniform, with red and white pull-back sneakers on his feet, and the two ran to the playground together.

Gu Jingxing ran slowly next to her: "In this way, let's train first, and run ten laps around the playground first." ”

Song Ran almost vomited blood: "How many ...... How many laps?"

"Ten laps. ”

"How many meters in a circle?"

"The regular playground, which is usually 400 meters, should be the same as the playground in your school. ”

Song Ran felt weak in her heart, eight hundred meters, two laps, can make her face pale, and after running, she will be like a waste, ten laps, four thousand meters?

Did Gu Jingxing deliberately make things difficult for her?

As soon as he arrived at this training ground, the person next to him immediately turned into a ruthless and ruthless coach, and he said solemnly: "Okay, warm up first, and when you run later, don't run too fast, run slowly, and adjust your breathing properly, you know?"

Song Ran thought that soon she would officially play Fan Lihua, in terms of physical fitness, she really needed to practice well, she should take it seriously, so she put away her squeamishness: "I know." ”

Under the dim streetlights, she ran one, two, three laps......

When she came down after four laps, her face was a little pale, her chest was very blocked, and the cold wind poured into her lungs, she wanted to cough, coughed gently, but felt some pain in her chest.

Gu Jingxing was running in the outer circle, observing her reaction at all times, and seeing that her mouth was a little wide open when she was running, he immediately stopped: "Okay...... That's it......"

Song Ran stretched out his hand to cover his abdomen: "I can still run two more laps." ”

Gu Jingxing grabbed her wrist: "No, your limit is so much, get here first." ”

Song Ran suddenly seemed to be deflated, and sat on the ground, Gu Jingxing grabbed her hand and dragged her up directly from the ground: "I just finished running, I can't sit down directly, I have to walk slowly twice and adjust my breathing." ”

"And then we'll go back, won't we? I'm sweating a lot, and I'm going to have to go back to the shower." ”

Gu Jingxing snorted lightly: "You just want to go back?"

Song Ran was stunned: "Otherwise?"

"Slow down two laps, rest for a while, and then keep running, tonight is going to run ten laps. ”

What a cruel, ruthless, indifferent, and merciless Coach Gu!

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