Tang Yuran ran over from behind and overtook her, her back still extremely proud, but looking at the steps she couldn't lift, she was no better than Li Jiao.
The girl with the braided braid was a little slower than Li Jiao, falling half a circle behind her, and was still running slowly behind her.
Li Jiao stopped and rested on the spot for a while.
Glancing at the runway, there is still half a lap.
Her hair under her hat was wet and covered in sweat, and when she stood still, she could even feel beads of sweat running down her scalp. Her cheeks were flushed from the sun, and her skin was originally white, but now she looked like an alluring red apple.
Li Jiao pursed her dry lips, and small dimples appeared on her lips. Her round almond eyes looked at the road ahead, revealing a touch of determination.
"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"
In the last half lap, she can, come on.
After standing for a while and regaining some strength, Li Jiao ran again.
When they passed the resting flower bed, the few people who had been standing still ran after them.
Li Jiao looked at the five extra people in front of her eyes, but did not speak, and continued to focus on running her own.
Those five people didn't run for two laps, so naturally they had the energy, and soon overtook Tang Yuran and ran to the front.
Tang Yuran didn't rest, but it was getting slower and slower.
Li Jiao ran slowly, and when she saw Tang Yuran who was only a few steps away, she just wanted to increase her speed to catch up with her.
Only hearing a "dong" sound, Tang Yuran slapped his foot and fell to the ground.
"Rain."
Li Jiao ran over and helped her up.
"Are you all right?"
Tang Yuran frowned, bit his lip, and shook his head.
Li Jiao glanced at her feet, "Should I send you to the infirmary?"
Tang Yuran stood up with difficulty holding her hand, "It's okay, I can."
"But," Li Jiao wanted to persuade her to take a look, but she was interrupted.
"You don't need to help me, I'll go by myself."
Saying that, she let go of Li Jiao's hand and limped to leave.
"I'll help you."
Li Jiao went to help her, but she waved her hand away.
"Need not."
Tang Yuran's brows and eyes were cold, and the slender eyes were raised up, looking a little impatient.
Li Jiao was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding why Tang Yuran seemed to dislike them from the beginning.
If she doesn't talk to the people in the dormitory and doesn't accept anyone's help, where does her hostility come from
Tang Yuran limped out a short distance, Li Jiao looked at her for a while, didn't speak, and ran past her silently.
Since she doesn't like herself, she doesn't have to rush to find her unhappy.
Li Jiao finished the last lap and was about to return to the military training ground. I saw Zhang Jiuling waiting for them at the finish line.
Beside him stood the girls who ran back first.
Li Jiao picked up her speed and ran to the finish line panting.
Zhang Jiuling glanced at her lightly, and continued to focus on the last two people.
Tang Yuran and the girl, one sprained their feet and the other ran slowly, and it took about five or six minutes to reach the finish line.
All eight girls are in place, except for the five girls who run less, their faces are not red and their hearts are not beating.
The other three, the girl with braids, fell directly to the ground. Tang Yuran slapped his feet and stood stubbornly, both calves trembling slightly. After the blush on Li Jiao's face faded, her little face was extremely pale, and she still hadn't breathed evenly.
Zhang Jiuling turned around, faced several people, and said coldly.
"Everyone has it, line up!"
Several girls quickly stood up and looked at people.
Zhang Jiuling glanced at the eight girls with indifferent eyes.
"First row, against discipline, fifty push-ups."
"Get down and get ready."
"why?"
The girl named Lulu jumped out first.
Zhang Jiuling glanced at her with a cold tone.
"During military training, don't listen to the instructor's instructions. When running, take a rest."
As soon as these words came out, the five girls' faces became embarrassed. It turned out that the instructor saw it.
Tang Yuran stood upright, raised his neck, still maintaining his arrogance, and asked.
"Then ask the instructor, we are not lazy, why do we also do push-ups?"
Zhang Jiuling: "If one person makes a mistake, the entire row will be punished."
"Why?"
"It's a military rule!"
"But we're not soldiers."
"But you are undergoing military training!" Zhang Jiuling said, "During the training period, any violation of discipline will be dealt with in accordance with military regulations!"
"… "
Zhang Jiuling: "Do you understand!"
"Understood." Tang Yuran lowered his head, still not convinced.
Zhang Jiuling glanced at the others. The rest of the girls were so frightened that the instructor looked so scary just now with a straight face and a loud voice.
"You too, do you understand!"
"Understood."
Zhang Jiuling raised his eyes slightly, and said with a cold look.
"Lie down, get ready!"
The eight girls had just finished running, and then fell on the ground again and started doing push-ups.
"one two Three… "
Li Jiao was in the corner, her delicate eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, her lips were bitten white, and sweat kept dripping on the ground.
Just finished running, her feet hurt terribly, and now she's doing push-ups again, and she has no strength and is lying on the ground softly, like a ball of plasticine.
The ground seemed to have a huge attraction, holding her firmly, unable to move.
"nineteen."
"twenty."
Zhang Jiuling glanced at the people at the end of the line. The girl seemed to be stuck in the ground. Everyone else got up, but her height remained the same.
He called again, "Twenty."
The other seven girls fell down and got up.
Li Jiao at the end of the line: She didn't move at all...
Zhang Jiuling: "Twenty."
"Why do you come here again at twenty?"
The other girls gritted their teeth and did it again.
Li Jiao in the corner: Still not moving...
Zhang Jiuling stopped shouting, as if waiting for someone.
Li Jiao also realized her own problem, she gritted her teeth. I can't get up with my hands.
No matter how hard I tried with my hands, I still couldn't get up.
For the last time, Li Jiao took a deep breath, poured her strength into her palm, and pushed hard.
"Boom-"
The rest only heard a "dong" sound. The pain, only Li Jiao knew, her feet softened when she tried hard.
Then, face the ground and kiss the ground...
When her face touched the ground, Li Jiao felt that the world was quiet.
In addition to the pain from her nose and forehead, she kept asking herself, what should I do, what should I do now
Should I get up and act like nothing happened, or just pretend to be dizzy...
Time passed by, Li Jiao was lying on the ground, unable to see anything, she could only hear the slogans of the military training ground not far away.
Well, what about the instructor, why don't you just keep calling
If he doesn't shout, how should he get up from the ground
While Li Jiao was anxiously hesitating, there was a sound of footsteps in her ears, like the sound of the instructor's leather boots stepping on the ground, from far to near.
Finally, stop by her side.
Then, she smelled a familiar cold fragrance, faintly.
At the same time, a low, cold voice came from overhead.
"How long are you going to lie down?"
Li Jiao raised her head abruptly, just looking at Zhang Jiuling in front of her, and saw her own reflection in the dark and deep eyes of the instructor.
For a while, the atmosphere was a little awkward.
Zhang Jiuling squatted and looked closely at the girl in front of her. The forehead and the tip of her nose were all printed with the particles of the plastic runway, one by one, they looked like small freckles, which was inexplicably funny.
Why is it her again, who said he was black before, but now he can't get up on the ground again
It was a thorn.
Li Jiao looked at the instructor who was close at hand, her mind went blank, and after a while, she spit out a sentence.
"Instructor, good afternoon."
"..."
As soon as the words were said, Li Jiao regretted it.
what are you talking about
What's good afternoon?
The instructor wants you to say hello? ?
Now, is it time to ask good afternoon? ? ?
You made a mistake before, and now you are punished and greeted. Are you afraid that the instructor won't worry that you are a fool
Sure enough, the next second after she said it. Li Jiao felt that Zhang Jiuling looked at her wrongly, and saw him glance at her hand on the ground.
Ask: "Is there glue on the ground?"
Li Jiao shook her head like a seal, "No, no."
"Then what were you doing lying on the ground just now?"
"I, I, I, I am too fat to fall down."
puff-
Li Jiao seemed to hear the sound of a sharp arrow hitting her head, "God, what's the reason for this?"
How did she have the courage to say it
Zhang Jiuling didn't say anything, stood up and said.
"continue."
Then, he went to the other side.
"Twenty-one, twenty-two..."
Li Jiao repeated her movements mechanically, and she didn't even remember how she got up in the end.
She now has only one thought in her mind.
It's over, the instructor now completely thinks she's a fool.
Still a... fat fool.
The sun slowly slid westward, and it was already six o'clock in the afternoon.
Even if today's training is over, there is no night training yet, so there is no need to train at night. If there is a lecture, listen to the lecture, and if there is no lecture, go back to the dormitory to rest.
There is no arrangement for class 1 of grade 19, so you can go back to the dormitory to rest.
After this day's training, Li Jiao felt that her feet were broken. Thanks to Zhang Yue for carrying her back to the dormitory, she might have to crawl back.
After going back, she didn't leave the bedroom door, and Su Linlin helped her bring dinner.
In the evening, after taking a shower, Li Jiao sat on the bench and looked at her scarred feet.
Blisters on the toes and soles of the feet, some frayed, some not yet.
When she used a needle to pick up the blisters, she cried out in pain and kicked her feet.
Zhang Yue wanted to hold her down, but she kicked her instead.
Finally, she looked at her feet covered with Band-Aids, and Zhang Yue who was kicked by herself.
With a face full of guilt, "I'm sorry, boss."
She was afraid of the pain, so she couldn't hold back for a while, and then...
Su Linlin held back her laughter beside her, Zhang Yue's head was full of black lines.
"Jiao, you see that I'm not full, give me a braised pig's trotters."
"Pfft hahahahaha..."
Su Linlin couldn't hold back at all, she fell on the chair next to her and laughed.
Li Jiao said guiltily, "I'm sorry boss, I was wrong."
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Zhang Yue couldn't bear it anymore, waved her hand, and said nonchalantly.
"Forget it, it's a big deal, just invite my sister to eat ice cream."
Li Jiao nodded and raised her fingers, "Both are fine."
Zhang Yue was happy and said.
"Okay, you can rest. Linlin and I have something to do in the classroom. You can rest early and leave a door for us."
The class is going to move books, Zhang Yue and Su Linlin, one is the squad leader and the other is the group secretary, they have to go there.
Li Jiao was a member of the entertainment committee, and she had a broken foot, so she was exempted from this job.
After waving goodbye to the two, she sat in the bedroom to rest.
After a while, the phone rang, and it was from Mama Li.
Li Jiao glanced at Tang Yuran's bed, pulled the curtains, turned on the light, and didn't know whether she would rest or not.
She moved with difficulty, walked to the balcony, and answered the phone.
"Hey, Mom."
"I'm not training now, don't worry, I can do it."
"Well, the military training has just started, and the holiday will not be until the end of the month. I will come back on the National Day."
"I'm back, I want to eat the sweet and sour pork that Dad made..."
When talking to her family, she unconsciously used a coquettish tone. With the unique softness and waxiness of Jiangnan water towns, the tone is soft, and the tail is slightly tilted back, which sounds a little playful.
Speaking of which, it was her first time away from home.
She is a native of the city and has never lived on campus in high school. This is the first time she is independent in college.
Now, I feel a little homesick.
While talking on the phone, Li Jiao looked at the moon in the sky. It was a semi-circular shape, slightly curved and bright.
A few noises came from the playground not far away. The girl's leisurely words, with Sisi Nianjia's emotions, were mixed with the hazy night.