In the afternoon, Peng Yuke learned to be obedient, and after eating, he ran to the table and waited in line, and the end of the time came, and the registration started on time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This little brother came on his own, and first registered the information on the roster. ”

This is too pediatric for Peng Yu, just about to write his name, suddenly thought of his identity as a "sinner remnant", and was busy writing on the list: Luo Yi, Mu Wuguo Yizhou Hailing people, parents died of famine, no relatives.

The manager Lu Hongyi shook his head and said, "It's also a poor person...... Phase pulse. ”

Peng Yu's liver fluttered carefully, trembling slightly and stretched out his hand, praying silently, this old man is the most annoying, but don't make any moths. Although I just want to try it casually, once I get to this point, I always don't want to be denied in an instant.

"Huh? The old man's brow furrowed slightly.

Peng Yu mentioned his throat in one breath, and looked at the old man with a nervous expression. The old man's fingers finally came down, and he recorded them on the roster.

"Luo Yi, the pulse is strong, full of vitality, pass. ”

Peng Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and in the envy and admiration of others, he was led by the brocade-clothed young man just now. The young man put on a stinky face that others owed him money, and Peng Yu didn't want to touch the cold stone, so he looked all the way inside. After entering the door, there is a huge photo wall, on which are written "letter and wisdom and courage" four big characters, the pen is vigorous and vigorous.

After walking through the main hall of the dart bureau for a few minutes, you will come to a large martial arts arena, which looks like it is about twenty or thirty acres, and there are weapon racks full of knives, guns, swords, bows and other weapons on the side. More than a dozen teenagers who had not finished the assessment in the morning stood in the center of the venue chatting, it seemed that most of them were children of ordinary people in the city, and there were only five or six in the countryside, and the stone pillars were among them.

The assessment was presided over by a sturdy dart master in a gray short suit, and the rules were very simple, limited to half an hour, and the weight of 20 kilograms ran five laps around the martial arts arena. It sounds simple, but in fact, it is quite difficult, this martial arts arena is nearly a kilometer in a circle, and it takes an adult to run a lap with his bare hands for almost seven or eight minutes. For these teenage children, this is a great test of physical strength and willpower.

Peng Yu looked at the children on the side, all of them looked indifferent, and seemed to think that this assessment was very simple.

Peng Yu was full of worries, he had no worries about food and clothing before, and he had never done any physical work at all, let alone exercised in this area. He had now taken off his padded jacket and was wearing a close-fitting undershirt, and the twenty-kilogram bag of sandbags on his back was as if a few iron scales were hanging on his back, and his whole body was slightly thrown back.

The twenty teenagers were ready, and as soon as the presiding dart master gave the order, all the teenagers rushed forward in a swarm.

Running in front were several tall teenagers, and Peng Yu had been thrown to the back early. Don't look at Shizhu's thin body, but he is used to doing manual work, and this sandbag doesn't seem to be a lot of work for him. However, after running for a short while, he still stopped slowly, and after Peng Yu caught up, he grinned stupidly and said, "Brother Yu, I will run with you, we have a companion." ”

Peng Yu smiled at him gratefully, but did not speak. He now felt that the sandbag on his back was flicking from side to side with his steps, and his whole body was swaying with the movement, which was very uncomfortable, but he didn't want to waste his energy by talking anymore. In fact, running is the same as other things, once you are the first-to-last, it is easy to get discouraged and give up on yourself, but if there is someone with you, it seems easier to persevere, so Peng Yu is still very grateful to this honest child.

When the two oil bottles were halfway through, the teenager in front of him had almost finished a lap. Peng Yu silently calculated in his heart that five laps in half an hour, that lap should be completed in at least a quarter of an hour, and if he could maintain the current speed, it would be more than enough to run in half an hour. I don't need to be in a hurry, just try to adjust the cadence and rhythm to avoid throwing the sandbag behind me.

The two of them had just run the first lap, and a sturdy teenager behind them had already caught up, and said with a smug smile: "Two wastes, I have finished the second lap, you are still running the first lap, you can't run and go home early, shame on you." ”

Peng Yu didn't have the strength to pay attention to him, but the stone pillar next to him smiled stupidly: "This little brother, you are so powerful." ”

Although it was the end of autumn, the weather was sunny today, the scorching sun was scorching the entire martial arts arena, and the air was very dry. Peng Yu and Shi Zhu still insisted on following behind at an unhurried pace, and the few teenagers in front of them who were rushing too violently finally couldn't hold on anymore, and their speed gradually slowed down, and some simply sat down on the ground to rest.

The boy at the front was still running fast, as if he was not tireless. Although Peng Yu didn't run fast, his breathing began to be short, and his throat was a little dry, so he just gritted his teeth secretly and persevered. Shi Zhu looked quite relaxed, and comforted Peng Yu in his mouth: "Brother Yu'er don't worry, it's still early." My father told me that when you are tired of doing one thing, you don't feel tired when you think about other things, and I think it makes sense. Why don't I tell you a story?"

This kid didn't care if Peng Yu wanted to hear it or not, so he started talking about it. One moment he told him about a time when his father took him into the mountains to hunt wild boars, which were the size of a calf, and another about how he had been to Wudu, the state city, where the girls were dressed beautifully...... At the end, he asked Peng Yu: "Brother Yu, do you believe it or not? What I said is true." ”

Peng Yu had no choice but to reply: "I believe it, I believe it." The boy happily began to tell the next story. Not to mention that this trick "diverting attention" is quite effective, and the two have already run through the third lap before they know it. At this time, many people were already physically exhausted and unable to continue, and three or four even fainted directly from dehydration and heat stroke, and were carried out of the field for treatment by the internal affairs of the dart bureau.

Although the stone pillar was still telling the story, Peng Yu's feet had begun to be a little disobedient, and his legs seemed to be as heavy as lead, as if they were no longer part of his body, but his upper body was dragging two heavy pieces of iron moving forward mechanically.

From time to time, the voice of the stone pillar came from the ear: "Hold on a little longer, it'll be there soon, hold on a little longer, it'll be there soon......"

Except for the two teenagers who ran in front of them to pass the finish line, only Peng Yu and Shi Zhu were left in the entire martial arts arena. Peng Yu's consciousness was already vague, one moment was Shi Zhu's diligent encouragement, and the other was his father's advice to "live well" at the time of parting, as well as his mother's warm and kind face, his sister's innocent and lovely smile, and a voice in front of him kept calling, don't stop, don't stop......

In the end, Peng Yu fell headlong on the martial arts arena, and felt a little salty in his mouth in the haze, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears.