As for Masaki's roommates, they were even more unbearable at the moment, lying on the ground like dead dogs, sticking out their tongues and panting, and their arms didn't even have the strength to lift them.

And the most eye-catching thing is that Fan Libo looks down on Zhengji the most, at this moment only he and Zhengji are standing in the audience, this young man's expression is as usual, he can't see any pain and detachment, but he is stretching his muscles and bones in place like no one else, and even has the energy to squat down to help his roommates stretch and massage their muscles.

Looking at Zhengji's technique of stretching his arm muscles for Zhang Wenxuan, Fan Libo's eyes suddenly condensed slightly, that technique is not an ordinary technique! That is a method that very few people can quickly stretch the meridians, he has only seen it in a kind of person, and that person defeated him like a monkey in the military competition! He became the dream demon of his life!

"Maybe it's just a coincidence," Fan Libo comforted himself.

"Light, light, ah!" Zhang Wenxuan felt a sharp pain in his arm, and couldn't help but shout at Zhengji.

"Okay, you can move your arms and try it", Masaki said with a smile in his voice, and went to help the other roommates.

Zhang Wenxuan looked at Zhengji's back suspiciously, how could this guy look like he was okay at all? Then he tried to move his arm slightly, the surprise on his face flashed, and his mouth couldn't help opening, it was very strange, his arm, which was still sore and inexplicable just now, was miraculously much better after experiencing Zhengji for a while.

"Zheng, Zhengji, why aren't you tired at all?" Li Xingyun, who was under Zhengji, stretched out his arms, looked at Zhengji and asked weakly, he has been trained for four or five months, but he is still tired like a dog, and then look at Zhengji, a newcomer, but he is a little bit stronger than himself.

"I have a fitness instructor, I work out every day, I'm used to it", Masaki casually made up a lie, and regardless of his devil training at Zen Temple, it was his metamorphosed body that had been modified now, and it was already difficult for him to feel tired.

The rest of the people couldn't help but smash their mouths, and looked at Zhengji with emotion, just after they came, they were compared to him.

And the other students watched this scene, and they all felt bitter in their mouths, and the performance of political discipline also made them feel ashamed, where is this star, and those who don't know think he is a professional soldier.

"Get out of here!Who told you to lie down!" However, at this moment, a voice like a devil sounded again, and Instructor Fan looked at everyone expressionlessly.

In a burst of crying dad and shouting New Year's complaints, the people lying on the ground slowly got up one by one, bent their waists, and looked at the instructor in front of them with resentment.

"I just said the first thing, now, the second thing, political discipline, the first day, gather a crowd to drink, ignore the laws and regulations, and now announce the punishment!" A cold smile appeared on the corner of Fan Libo's mouth, and he glanced at the six people in front of him.

When several people in the 2oob dormitory heard this, their faces drooped, and they knew that the time to come was always coming.

"Everyone in the 2oob dormitory! Cross-country with weights, twenty laps around the playground!" Fan Libo showed no mercy and directly said a punishment that made them desperate!

"Shhh

"Bang bang bang!" A backpack with sandbags was thrown in front of the six people, smashing the soft lawn out of holes one by one, and the instructor looked at the six people with his arms in his arms for a long time, and suddenly shouted loudly: "What are you doing in a daze! Are you still waiting for me to serve you on your back?!"

Yang Xingyao and several people looked at each other, and when they heard Fan Libo's scolding, they were clever, and they hurriedly bent down and put the backpack on their backs little by little, their waists were still sore after doing push-ups, and their abdomen was even more painful, and they looked at the instructor with pitiful faces, hoping that he would be able to reduce his compassion a few times.

"Twenty laps, start!The rest of the people, follow them, jog five laps!" However, the hope is beautiful, but the reality is cruel, and Fan Libo's voice reached their ears, destroying their last sweet dream.

Several people glanced at each other helplessly, and slowly moved their steps onto the runway.

"What are you doing without eating? Hurry up for Lao Tzu! Otherwise, add ten more laps!" Fan Libo's loud voice came from behind him, making Yang Xingyao, who was originally going to be lazy, a few people smart, and quickened their pace.

Masaki didn't say a word, and followed his roommate, he felt a little guilty in his heart, this kind of punishment was not a problem for him, it just affected several other roommates.

"Brothers, I'm sorry, I'm the one who caused you to be a problem," Masaki said to a few people running side by side beside him.

"What are you talking about? Have you forgotten what we said in the dormitory? Happiness and hardship are shared together, not to mention that you are not to blame for this matter, we are greedy, if we want to blame that perverted instructor", Qin Fenglin's gasping voice came from beside him.

"Lao Wu is right! Men bleed, sweat and don't shed tears, let's let this devil instructor see what our 2OOB is capable of!" Boss Yang Xingyao also interjected.

Six people, just in the sunshine on the playground, running hard towards the goal, under the green grass and blue sky, Masaki was a little distracted in the gasp of his roommates around him, he recalled the scene when he met with Jiewu for the first time in the Zen Temple, the time seemed to return to that time, the same running, but the difference was the instructor and the venue, thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a smile, he seemed to be very attached to running recently.

The sandbag is only twenty catties, compared with more than one hundred catties in the Zen Xi Temple, it is very easy for Zhengji, he even forgot that he was running, and his mind was full of thoughts, I don't know when, he developed a habit of thinking about things while running.

And around the playground, the cadets of the company who had been disbanded at some point gradually stood around the runway, looking at this scene curiously, their eyes focused on Zhengji's body, after all, being in the same class as a star or the first time they had encountered it in their lives, whether it was curiosity or worship, they naturally didn't want to miss it.

"Masaki, give you water, drink some water if you're thirsty!" A crisp female voice woke Masaki from his running thoughts, and a female student came to his side at some point, maintaining the same progress as him, looking at him expectantly with a mineral water bottle in her hand.

Masaki glanced at the girl's somewhat shy appearance, so he didn't refuse, casually said thank you, and took it.

When the girl saw that Masaki accepted her help, a trace of blush flashed on her face, and she was inexplicably happy in her heart, and it was not in vain that she had the audacity to do it in front of everyone and the angry eyes of the instructor.

Zhengji took two sips, and then handed it to Yang Xingyao beside him, one of the six people took a sip, relieving some of the hot trachea and esophagus.

Next, to the envy of the boys, the scene of the instructor being angry appeared, and every time Masaki ran a lap, there would be a girl who had the courage to deliver water, and Masaki did not refuse the kindness of his classmates and shared it with his peers.

In this way, after running for about ten laps, Yang Xingyao's pace is already very difficult, it is difficult to describe it with running, they are almost walking fast now, even if they are staggering, but on the other hand, Zhengji, it is still as easy as ever.

"This political discipline, physical endurance seems to be good, but I don't know how the strength is", suddenly, a male voice sounded next to Instructor Fan.

"Good!" Fan Libo subconsciously turned his head, and when he saw the person coming, he was excited, and immediately stood up straight and gave a standard military salute.

"Well, it's hard work, you're still used to transferring you from the army here, right?" the man patted Fan Libo's shoulder and said as if intimately.

"It's okay, it's just that sometimes I miss the old days, and now I feel too comfortable", Fan Libo's eyes were far away, as if he remembered the time when he and his comrades were on the battlefield.

"Normally, every soldier will go through this, you have done enough for the country, you should also leave some opportunities for young people, you, just train a few more soldiers like you for the country in a down-to-earth manner!" the man said.