Chapter 13

The others have completed their training and have been disbanded. But Feng Xuelan is punished. Some people are still willing to stay and have a look.

None of the three classes left because the monitor hasn't come back yet.

They looked at the slow sprint of the wind and snow, and two "harsh" words came from time to time.

Chen qihan, who never spoke much, suddenly whispered, "deserved it!"

Everyone looked at her in surprise, and then they all looked like her, with indignation in their eyes.

Fengxuelan humiliated them again and again. Now she deserves some punishment!

After running back and forth for several hundred meters, the wind and snow are already panting for breath. But as soon as she got to the end to catch her breath, she heard someone say loudly, "the next project, 5000 meters!"

Feng Xuelan turned his head and took a look. Zong Mingzhe made a "continue running" action without expression.

She couldn't help scolding in her heart, this bastard! Can't you let her breathe!

Long distance running is relatively easy for fengxuelan, and it can take a long time.

Those who watched the excitement around gradually left, leaving only three squad leaders and nine people standing where they were.

"Monitor, Feng Xuelan was punished because of her bad grades. We are all waiting here. What's the matter?" Chen qihan wrote his dissatisfaction on his face and kept complaining.

With her leading, others echoed.

The third monitor had planned to let the whole class go back together after Feng Xuelan was punished, but as soon as these people were more and more dissatisfied with Feng Xuelan, he had to wave his hand, "then you all go back."

The crowd dispersed, but the monitor didn't move.

"Feng Xuelan is really working hard now. She can't go back to the time when she was lazy before."

The third squad leader turned his head and saw that Su Shanshan was talking.

Danhong's sunset reflected on Su Shanshan's face, making her look a little more soft.

She raised her head slightly, looked at the monitor with clear big eyes, and whispered, "monitor, we can see your kindness to the wind, snow and LAN. She's like this now. You don't have to blame yourself."

The third squad leader was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly turned his head and waved to Su Shanshan, "go to dinner... You're tired of training these days. You... You all eat more."

Su Shanshan left, and the third squad leader poked there like a wooden pimple for a long time.

I don't know how long later, someone suddenly shouted in his ear, "Xuelan! Come on!"

The third squad leader suddenly woke up and found Cheng Qianjin standing beside him.

"Why don't you go to dinner?" the third squad leader asked in some panic.

Cheng Qianjin turned to look at him and smiled meaningfully.

The third squad leader's dark face suddenly turned red. He stared, "what are you laughing at?"

"Does the monitor like..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Stop talking to yourself.

Cheng Qianjin closes his mouth and the topic ends. The two silently watch the wind and snow running around.

"How many laps has she run?" asked the monitor.

"Someone is counting it." Cheng Qianjin pointed out the direction to the third squad leader with his eyes. The third squad leader turned his head and saw that the acting company commander was holding a stopwatch to time fengxuelan.

"You deserve it." Cheng Qianjin said in a dull voice, "monitor, I think you'd better pass him a step. It's meaningless for him to punish fengxuelan like this."

The third squad leader thought about it and quickly ran to Zong Mingzhe to "pass the steps". Feng Xuelan, the penultimate leader, can't be changed in a day or two. The third squad leader also felt that the acting company commander did wrong.

But Zong Mingzhe was very stubborn. He not only didn't mean to go down the steps, but also sent the third monitor away.

When the sun was about to set, the wind and snow ran five thousand meters.

Sweat had soaked her clothes. She stopped at the end and felt that the whole person was a little collapsed.

Cheng Qianjin ran over and brought her a bottle of water. Feng Xuelan just took a drink and saw Zong Mingzhe coming.

"Next is 200 push ups. Let's start."

Hearing this, Cheng Qianjin couldn't help shouting, "Feng Xuelan is worse than others, but it's too cruel for you to punish her like this!"

Zong Mingzhe gave her a cold look, and Cheng Qianjin couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Feng Xuelan stuffed the bottle of water into Cheng Qianjin's hand and whispered, "go back. Don't mind your own business."

She won't complain about doing more training, and she doesn't want Cheng Qianjin to offend others for her.

Cheng Qianjin didn't think so much. She's so straight hearted that she can suffocate if she doesn't say anything.

Does the acting company commander really want Feng Xuelan to redo all the training of the day? That's impossible!

This guy is only an acting company commander. Do you want to establish any prestige?

Or did he embarrass Feng Xuelan so much because he didn't lose face?

That's too much!

"I just like to mind my own business!" Cheng Qianjin muttered and secretly stared at Zong Mingzhe.

Anyway, the monitor has complained to the instructor. She doesn't believe the instructor doesn't care about it!

Cheng Qianjin leaves. Zong Mingzhe asks Feng Xuelan to do push ups.

Originally, Feng Xuelan had a hard time doing push ups. He did 200 in the afternoon. Now he adds another 200, which is conceivable.

Zong Mingzhe squatted beside Feng Xuelan and counted her. Seeing her hard support her upper body, she obviously had no strength to lift her waist.

"This action is not standard, not calculated." he said very easily.

The wind and snow splashed down on the rubber track, turned his head and gouged him out, clenched his teeth, made a very standard action, and then lay on the ground again.

Seeing her stubborn appearance, Zong Mingzhe smiled in his eyes.

"Are you unconvinced?" he asked.

"There's nothing unconvinced!"

Who makes himself the worst one!

"Are you beginning to hate me?" he asked again.

This question is a little surprising. Feng Xuelan gouged him out again, "you are very annoying!"

After a while, the sun set on the horizon. A dazzling high-pressure sodium lamp lit up on the training ground, just illuminating Feng Xuelan and Zong Mingzhe.

After a while, groups of recruits gathered again. It seems that it has become a stage, and the sweating wind and snow has become the protagonist of public attention.

"Oh, my God... Can she hold on?"

"This endurance is strong enough. If it were for me, I wouldn't be able to do it!"

"Didn't she make it last time..."

"What a pity..."

The third squad leader came to fengxuelan with the third class. What he heard along the way was no longer sarcasm at them, but all turned into admiration and sympathy.

Failed to report to the instructor.

The instructor said Zong Mingzhe was very measured in his work. The third monitor argued with reason and failed to persuade him.