After experiencing the stimulation of his ex-girlfriend's splitting legs, He Ming turned his grief into strength and broke a number of records, such as not going out for 15 days, relying on takeout for meals, relying on roommates for roll call, abandoning exams, burying himself alive in the garbage in his bed, playing games until dawn, not understanding the darkness of the night during the day, not understanding the beauty of the light at night, and reversing black and white. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info whole a madman, turned on the crazy destruction mode.

It lasted like this for about twenty days, and just as everyone had forgotten about him, he saw it himself.

went out for a haircut, bought a few sets of mature men's clothes online, and was entangled in perfume. Wandering around the downstairs of the women's dormitory in the Faculty of Arts all day.

I don't know if this is a big realization, anyway, people, changing is the greatest respect for time.

He Ming returned to the dormitory, and I didn't care about him anymore, after all, I have to be responsible for the life of adults.

In addition to class, I am still researching and writing research reports with Lu Cong and others. As for the mysterious little friend who was listed, he never saw the true face of Lushan.

I understand it now, it turns out that the unspoken rules of this world can still be played like this? Suddenly, once again, I was shaken by the principle of dedication to my duties.

"We have done almost the preparatory work in the early stage, especially in the current situation and trend of college students returning to farming, the analysis has been very thorough, that is, we have such a special group, there is a title to be written into it called "new farmers", specifically referring to the difference from traditional farmers, from the technical means, contracting mode, identity and personality, management mode, etc., there are fundamental changes. "I found such a highly generalized term after my research and search for related papers on the Internet.

"New farmers? This term is representative and highly generalized, and it also reflects our professionalism. Lu Cong said thoughtfully.

"The later writing is based on this, as well as the results of our research together, and subdivides it into three modules, one for each of us, and finally summarized by me." I laid out the final plan and the plan.

"Well, for the background, impact, nature, and significance of the early stage, the epilogue and postscript in the later period are ready-made, and the medium-term factor analysis, risk analysis, value orientation, market saturation analysis, government support direction analysis, and prediction of the future development of new farmers are well analyzed in depth. That's the most important thing. "Lu Cong told us all about the challenges we faced.

"Then the division of labor is clear, I will do the early and late stages plus the factors and risk analysis in the medium term, and the rest will be divided between the two of you." I started by doing what seemed like a good errand.

The rest was done by Lu Cong and his friends.

Just as we were at the juncture of the assignment, my mobile phone rang, and it was the squad leader who informed the group that there would be a physical fitness test next week, and some basic physical fitness tests were still alive, such as sprinting, long jump, pull-ups, sitting forward bends, etc. The most terrible thing is that this time a 15-minute, 3000-meter short cross-country test has been added.

For me, who has always advocated that life lies in recuperation, it is tantamount to a thunderbolt from the blue.

Silently closing my phone, I hurriedly said goodbye to Lu Cong, returned to the dormitory, and began to ponder whether knowledge can change my fate.

Using my knowledge of junior high school mathematics, ignoring all physical factors, wind resistance, friction, etc., I came to the conclusion that in order to pass, I needed to run at a constant speed of 12 kilometers per hour.

I sat in my chair and imagined riding a bicycle at 30 kilometers per hour, cutting it down by half and then by a tenth. I guess it's fast enough.

With this data, I was able to continue my retreat with peace of mind.

Without the slightest precaution, without the slightest concern, the physical fitness test still came.

For the three-kilometer fitness test, I was unprepared except to comfort myself with the unexpected data.

The test distance was 10 laps around 150 meters and 300 meters back and forth, and everyone was ready to go. It's just me, ignoring all this, I believe that running at a constant speed of 12 kilometers per hour for 15 minutes is no problem at all.

With the sound of a trumpet gun, everyone wanted to shake their tongues like huskies, and ran forward with a look of lust.

As soon as I ran out of 400 meters, the whole person was like a fish without oxygen, breathing in fresh air, which could not solve my oxygen supply and demand ratio, and my face was flushed.

When I reached 600 meters, my legs stuck to the ground like lead, and I couldn't extricate myself. The whole person seemed to fall apart due to the violent shaking of running. I dragged my broken shell, like a zombie in Plants vs. Zombies, tilted my head, drooped my hands, and ran desperately for another 800 meters.

Halfway through the race, I was almost unconscious, and I had a number in my head, which was 3000. But at this point, I only ran 1700 meters.

The fastest runner had already passed me two laps on the same return line, and behind me, there were two more people who were within 100 of me.