Liu Dong's smiling face immediately froze on his face, and he glanced at Zeng Xiong with some displeasure, and then turned his head back.

If it weren't for the fact that Haocheng always told them to unite and love each other, and to regard the whole class as a whole, he would definitely give Zeng Xiong back.

He wants to see how many Zeng Xiong can do?

Although Ruan Haocheng wanted to see how many of his actions were registered in the record book held by the British Iron Army, he still resisted his curiosity and walked straight back to his team.

He high-fived Lin Gensheng, quietly gave him a cheering gesture, and then stood behind Dong Xiao, the last of the team.

"Haocheng, you broke the record when you were training yourself, and you did twenty-three." Dong Xiaowei turned around and whispered to Ruan Haocheng with the corners of his mouth bent.

Twenty-three? There are two more than the twenty-one during training, but I wonder if these twenty-three are all in line with the norms?

Ruan Haocheng suppressed the worry in his heart and gave Dong Xiao a smile back, "Wait a while, you can also work hard." ”

"Well, I'll do my best."

Lin Gensheng did it very successfully, and made a total of 20 of them.

Ruan Haocheng and Lin Gensheng's results not only surpassed their training results, but also surpassed the fighters who participated with them in the second platoon and the third platoon.

This result made the rest of the class completely let go of their worries and nervousness, and they all walked onto the field with confidence.

The rest of the people have done eighteen or seventeen, and they are all cheering up, and everyone has improved their performance in training to a greater or lesser extent.

In the entire class, Liu Dong's physique is the worst, and when he usually trains, he can barely reach the passing standard of twelve.

Before he started, he received Ruan Haocheng's encouraging gaze with the corners of his mouth bent, which immediately reminded him of Ruan Haocheng's words of encouragement during training.

You don't have to worry about the outcome, you don't have to care about how well others are doing, just tell yourself to do your best and you can keep pushing your limits." ’

Liu Dong smiled at Ruan Haocheng, and the moment the whistle sounded, he tried to jump and hung on the horizontal bar.

'One, two, three...'

Counting is not only distracting, but it also makes you nervous physically and mentally, so why not leave the counting to the person who keeps the record?' ’

Liu Dong's ears rang again, and Ruan Haocheng's words always came when he was suffering from gains and losses.

"Haocheng, see no, Liu Dong has already done thirteen." Dong Xiao smiled on his lips, tilted his head slightly and said to Ruan Haocheng behind him.

"Well, he's always worried too much and lacks confidence in himself, and it seems that today he is relaxed."

After the British Rails shouted 'It's time', Liu Dong fell off the horizontal bar and stumbled back into the group.

After participating in the competition, the comrades-in-arms who stood in the back stretched out their hands to him, smiled and high-fived him one by one.

When he walked past Dong Xiao and Ruan Haocheng, the two of them stretched out their hands in unison and held his left and right hands.

"How many did I make?" Seeing that everyone was so enthusiastic, Liu Dong, who was worried in his heart, finally couldn't hold back and asked Ruan Haocheng to ask.

"Fifteen, only one short of excellent." Dong Xiao smiled and gave him the answer first.

After Ruan Haocheng let go of his hand, he gently slapped Liu Dong's shoulder with his hammer, "Very good, when you train again, you will definitely be able to do seventeen or eighteen." ”

"So, then I didn't embarrass the class, did I?"

I don't know how the soldiers of the second platoon and the second platoon and the second squad who competed with him are doing, but the comrades in his class in the front are either surpassing them, and the worst is also level.