(two hundred and seven) transformation

The children were carrying pieces of iron, and groups of children who had completed their tasks had gone to the side to rest, and there were fewer and fewer children at the north and south ends of the track.

After a while, it was Wu Xunsheng's turn, and there were only the last five children in the group he was in.

After the command sounded, the four children except Wu Xunsheng all picked up the iron in front of them and hurriedly set off.

Wu Xunsheng squatted down, inserted the fingers of both hands into the grooves of the iron block, and used all his strength to move it, the bottom end of the iron block left the ground, but the distance from the ground was still not far. Wu Xunsheng took two steps with it, but soon he couldn't hold it, and he had to put the iron on the ground.

He tried to crouch behind the iron and push it forward, but due to the uneven surface of the iron, it moved a short distance before stopping there.

He tried to lift it up by hand again, but as he had done the last time, he had only walked two steps and was so tired that he had to put it down, and this time he felt more tired than the last time.

The track itself wasn't long at all, and the other four kids who set off with him had already reached the finish line, but he hadn't even managed to carry the iron a few more steps.

At this time, people's eyes were once again focused on Wu Xunsheng's body, and there was still no lack of ridicule in the expressions of the other children.

The principle of this round of testing lingered in Wu Xunsheng's mind over and over again - if he couldn't transport the iron to the other side, he couldn't have been chosen...... If you can't transport the iron to the other side, you can't be chosen......

The more this principle lingered, the farther away Wu Xunsheng felt hope from him. But he didn't know how to make it disappear from his mind.

At this point, he recalled again what his mother had told him before she died.

Once, Wu Xunsheng and his mother got lost in the desert, and the food and water they brought with them could not last long. Wu Xunsheng anxiously said to his mother: "If we can't find a way out soon, we won't be able to get out alive!" ”

His mother told him, "You shouldn't say that, and you shouldn't think that." At this time, you should think that only if we find a way out soon, we will get out alive! ”

"Isn't it different? Is there any difference? Wu Xunsheng asked.

"Of course there is a difference. If you want to 'get out alive', your faith will be stronger, and your inner strength will be stronger. ”

So Wu Xunsheng thought according to what his mother taught him, and after a while, the gloom shrouded in his heart became less and less, and the light of hope became clearer and brighter as if he was calling himself in front of him.

That time when he got lost, he and his mother had this belief, and soon found a way out.

At this moment, standing on this runway, Wu Xunsheng knew that he couldn't help but think about that principle, so he simply thought about it, but he let the principle lingering in his mind be presented in another way - only by transporting the iron to the opposite side could he be chosen.

This time there was a difference between what happened and the time when he found the way, because even if he could transport the iron to the other side this time, it was only "possible" to be chosen, and this possibility didn't seem to be very big, but Wu Xunsheng still let himself think about it from the front.

He was right to think like this, and after thinking from the front, the power in his heart seemed to have really become stronger than before.