For a long time, Su Qun gave Fangran the impression of a meticulous national elite, powerful, super capable, serious and responsible, careful and considerate, and the most terrible thing was that he was cold and handsome, unsmiling, he was the most perfect man Fangran had ever seen God's defined male.
Calm words, firm tone, all of these were replaced by Su Qun's words in front of him, giving people a strong feeling of belief and undoubt.
It made Fangran ignite all of a sudden.
"Okay, I'll listen to you, Brother Suqun, what should we practice first!?"
Fangran's eyes were ignited with a rare blood called struggle, and he made up his mind to work hard in this training and asked.
"Well, good determination. The training in the morning is very simple. We start training from the basic physical fitness, and run a long distance on the training ground... "
Su Qun said, but when he heard that it was a long-distance run, Fangran immediately felt relieved!
It's not that he boasted. After the system numerically enhanced his body, things like long-distance running no longer challenged him.
Cough cough, yesterday, the wild cross-country mountain climbing is not counted, whoever told me that it is a long-distance running, I am in a hurry with whom.
Like every teenager who has acquired superpowers, Fangran also secretly went out to try it. In the past, Fangran, in the 1,000-meter physical test that made him extremely painful every time, his performance was firmly in the middle and lower reaches of the boys in the class.
And this score gradually declines with age...
but!
Now Fangran can sneer wickedly and charmingly, "Spicy chicken 1000 meters, watch me run it for you in three minutes every minute."
So, compared to calling the wind and calling for the rain, this kind of real change is what makes Fangran feel that he is a participant.
Just when Fangran looked confident, Su Qun's remaining words rang out.
"... 10,000 meters."
"Okay! Big brother Suqun, isn't it just a thousand meters, let me run three for you..."
Eh...
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Fangran, who was just about to roll up his sleeves and was eager to try, froze all of a sudden. He turned his head solemnly to look at Su Qun, fell silent for a moment, and said silently with a blank face:
"Well, big brother Su Qun, did I mishear about the measurement unit of length..."
Su Qun looked at him strangely, and then spoke out a fact that shocked Fangran as a matter of course.
"You heard that right, it's 10,000 meters. This is the basic homework for you to get up every morning."
Fangran=(?) Staring at petrification... .
Really, after hearing Su Qun say 'this is the basic homework for you to wake up every morning', Fangran has already started to think about his escape plan.
God damn 10,000 meters!
Do we two have the same understanding gap between the length units used for long-distance running in the morning?
At this moment, Fangran finally recalled tremblingly, the horror of being once dominated by a thousand meters, and the horror of being sore all over, his stomach rolling, and his throat burning after every physical test.
The most frightening thing was that Su Qun didn't seem to see Fangran's expression, nodded and said:
"Since you can run 1,000 meters in less than three minutes, then we will finish within thirty minutes."
Speaking of this, Su Qun looked at Fangran who looked at him with a dazed face and his mouth wide open, and said calmly as if to comfort him:
"Don't worry, I will always follow you."
Fangran: "..."
I... .I..I...
puff! ! !
Run 10,000 meters in 30 minutes!
Ten thousand meters! !
just kill me... .
Fangran wept and covered his face in despair, sadness and tears flowed upstream together into a river.
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pretended to be aggressive just now, I was struck by lightning, I was wrong, if God can give me another chance, I will definitely... .
...
Last night, at the risk of being discovered and beaten to death by Her Majesty the Queen, I bought a bus ticket to go back to my hometown!
"Brother Su Qun, that... I... actually..."
Really, Fangran felt like he was about to cry when he said this.
As a result, Su Qun patted his shoulder and spoke to him seriously:
"Time is precious. We have already delayed a few minutes. If this continues, you will not have enough time for training later. Let's hurry up and start."
Fang Ranberry looked at Su Qun with grief and indignation, and the little goodwill that had just risen was instantly wiped out.
Unfortunately, I thought you, Brother Su Qun, were a caring guy!
devil!
You devil instructor!
You deserve it for not being able to catch up with that big sister, the baby draws circles and curses you as a love saint for the rest of your life!
And how much training did you arrange for me later, only a few minutes of delay will lead to insufficient time! !
It's only past six in the morning! asshole!
Without Guan Fangran's rich inner activities, after Su Qun told him the beginning, he set an example and ran out.
Of course, in his opinion, he probably simply ran out.
But in Fangran's desperate eyes standing on the starting line of this C-level training ground with an area of hundreds of square meters.
He just flew out all at once.
You can imagine how fast it takes to run 10,000 meters in 30 minutes.
Before Leiben followed, a thought flashed through Fangran's mind.
It turns out that Ling is usually so gentle to herself... and...
It's been hell this summer.
(tears streaming down his face, covering his face and crying bitterly)
...
one thousand meters.
The two who had already run around the training ground for two and a half laps strode forward and ran fast.
Su Qun's breathing was steady, his face remained unchanged, he ran in front of Fangran at a speed that was always a little faster than Fangran's but Fangran couldn't catch up, and he didn't forget to keep talking to Fangran for support and encouragement.
"That's right! That's it, keep your speed and pay attention to your breathing rhythm."
"Don't think about anything else, keep your head empty, you just need to run with me."
Fangran didn't look sideways, he could only look at the runway in front of him. It's true that he could run 1,000 meters in less than three minutes, but that's when he tried his best!
But I don't have time to think about it. Although it belongs to the mysterious side, and the ability has no bonus to the body, at least there is a system value. As a participant, let him keep up with Su Qun in the first 1,000 meters pace of.
"Don't mess around, think about the breathing method I taught you just now!"
...
two kilometers.
"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo! . . Ha!"
His breathing became short of breath, his legs began to ache, and his thighs seemed to be heavy with lead. Fangran struggled and gritted his teeth and followed Su Qun, his face flushed and sweat pouring down like rain!
He ran at the speed of 10,000 meters and 30 minutes at Su Qun. To be honest, Fangran felt that it was a miracle that he could last twice as long.
As for how tired Fangran was, who was exhausted just keeping up with Su Qun... .
Didn't you find that even his inner complaints are gone...
"Don't breathe disorderly! Keep breathing rhythm even if you feel uncomfortable!"
Su Qun was still running in front of Fangran. It seemed that nothing was wrong, and the physical fitness of a C-level ancient martial artist was beyond doubt.
"Your speed is slow! Don't let the movement slow down, raise your thighs, and your steps will go out by themselves!"
Su Qun spoke loudly in Fangran's ear, because after countless trainings, he knew that this kind of long-distance running training, with someone by your side constantly reminding you, would have a completely different effect from your own persistence.
"Pfft..."
Fangran, who was breathing like vomiting blood, and Su Qun, who still seemed to have done nothing.
On the training ground, Su Qun looked at Fangran, who was shirtless and running behind him, speechless.
At this moment, there is no need for him to remind Fangran to let go of his thoughts. Fangran's eyes are now dull, and he follows behind him as if losing his body, perfectly interpreting a new running posture.
Zombies run...
As for why they were shirtless, it was because Fangran, who was exhausted, felt that everything on his body was his own burden after 1,500 meters, that is to say, when the two of them ran less than four laps.
Sweat leaked out crazily, and the clothes stuck to his body, as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Then Su Qun saw that he lifted his shirt off, and it was still on the ground with a slap, followed behind him shirtless.
Su Qun was very suspicious. If Fangran didn't take off that dress, it was hard to say whether Fangran would be able to run until now.
Then just when Su Qun thought so, he heard a 'plop' behind him.
Fangran, who could no longer hold on to running with all his strength, slapped on the ground of the training ground, like a salted fish 'slap' on the shore.
Su Qun, who even slowed down after completing the scheduled speed in 30 minutes, stopped, looked at Xian Yuran, who was probably exhausted + his breathing was completely messed up after running around, and passed out, sighed, and looked at the watch. time and records.
4 minutes and 59 seconds, a distance of 1999 meters.
Fangran's first training result was that he failed to persist for five minutes and succeeded in GG.
Su Qun looked at the remaining distance on the watch and sighed softly.
Ten thousand meters seems like a long way to go...