The next morning, Nan Xun was awakened by the deafening bell in the corridor.
"What the hell, why is there a class bell here?" Nan Xun sat up in a daze, with two tufts of hair on his head.
The other people covered their ears and continued to sleep, and the third child explained cursingly, "This is the bell for the morning run. After it rings three times, go to the lobby on the first floor to gather, and then go to the playground to run laps, but this is voluntary. A lot of people don't want to run."
Nan Xun woke up a little from sleep, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Can this matter be voluntary?"
"Run five kilometers every morning, and stick to it for a full week before I get five points for you, and only the fool will go." Du Pan muttered, turned over and went back to sleep.
When Nanxun first came in, the prison guard mentioned this matter. The prison adopts a points system. The more points for good performance, the sentence will be reduced according to the points. The accumulated ten points will be reduced by one day. One-year commutation.
Seeing that the second bell rang, the fourth and fifth struggled to get up from the bed, put on clothes in a daze, and then moved outside like two zombies.
Among the six, the second, fourth and fifth had the shortest sentences, but the second was a sleeper, and would rather sleep to death than earn points that were less than a dime. The fourth and fifth were looking forward to having their sentences reduced. Go out early, and don't miss any chance to score points.
Nan Xun thought about it for a while, and put on his prison uniform and went down to the bunk.
The third child stared at the back of him jumping out of bed in a daze, and said in surprise: "Liuer, what are you doing to join in the fun? You are serving a life sentence, and you want to earn points like this?"
Nan Xun grinned at him, smiling like a little sun, with golden light all over his body, "Even if it is a life sentence, if you behave well, it will become a fixed-term sentence, and then the sentence will be commuted periodically. Are you going out first?"
After feeding the chicken soup, Nan Xun ran away.
The third child sat up from the bed and slapped himself twice in the face. Xiao Liuer was sentenced to life, and he still did not give up hope. He was only twenty years old, so why was he so depraved
So, the third child quickly dressed and followed.
The boss glanced at him and scolded a madman.
When he arrived at the lobby on the first floor, Nan Xun saw that hundreds of people had automatically lined up, but the person in the front row was actively isolated by the others, and the middle was more than three steps away, and no one dared to move forward.
The man put his hands in the pockets of his long johns, his feet were slightly apart, and he stood up straight, making him more and more tall and slender.
Nan Xun could imagine his energetic appearance just by looking at his standing posture, which formed a sharp contrast with the sleepy eggs behind him.
After talking to the third and several people around him, Nan Xun trotted directly towards the man.
Unexpectedly, there was a continuous inhalation sound behind him.
The lifeless boy actually went to the territory of King Yama!
Hearing the footsteps, the man who stood out from the crowd suddenly turned his head to look, his eyes were fierce and fierce.
But after seeing that it was Su Mobai, the fierce light in the man's eyes was put away, and when someone came over, he rubbed his head directly.
"Xiao Bai, are you here for a morning run?" Yan Luo raised his eyebrows slightly and said.
Nan Xun stood in front of him and replied as a matter of course, "Yeah, why else would I come here? It's brother, won't you be released from prison soon? Do you still care about these points?"
Yan Luo looked at him and smiled, "Do you know what time you get up every day before you go to prison? It's five o'clock. You get up early and beat people. Now it's just a few laps, and it can only be considered a warm-up."
Nan Xun thought for a while, and suddenly said, "I understand! So brother, when your hands are itchy, just catch an unpleasant fight, and practice your hands by the way."
Yan Luo rubbed his head with a smile in his eyes, "You dare to tell me this directly."
Nan Xun bared his teeth happily, "So I'm my brother's younger brother, neither of them are."
At this time, the third bell rang, and the prison guard counted everyone's number and led them directly to the playground.
Once you choose to run in the morning, you have to finish the run even if you are kneeling. There are about ten prison guards watching on the playground, and no one should think about being lazy halfway. Those who want to be lazy will be greeted by prison guards directly with batons.
When they got to the playground, the prisoners in Cell B had already assembled, and Nan Xun glanced at Prison Ba Jihe in Cell B, who was standing at the front.
Ji He's eyes passed over Yan Luo and Nan Xun, who were headed here, and then turned his eyes away again.
Prisoners in the two prisons usually do not violate each other, but it is common for them to fight in private. However, the prison tyrants of the two prisons have never fought against each other. Ji He was a well-known gold medalist before entering the prison. It is said that He once killed more than 20 copycats with his bare hands, not to mention King Yama, he began to mix in the Tao at the age of 12 or 13, and finally got into the position of number one, and he experienced a lot of blood and blood in the middle.
The two faced each other, and I don't know who wins or loses, but Ji He is a person who knows how to advance and retreat. He usually gives three points when he sees King Yama.
The prison guards formed the team, a whistle blew, and the four-person team began to run around the playground. At first, it was neat and tidy. After three laps, the team dispersed. Some could no longer run. far behind.
Yan Luo trotted at a constant speed, tilted his head to look at the child who was following him closely, and clicked his tongue, "I can't tell, Xiaobai, his physical fitness is quite good."
When he spoke, his voice was not breathless at all, and he seemed to be running for five kilometers, as leisurely as a walk.
During the run, the man's stretched muscles, slightly swaying arms, steady pace, and charming long legs all became a beautiful landscape in the eyes of a bunch of rough men behind him.
Beautiful things, whether men or women, like to appreciate.
Of course, those rough men behind him who were panting like dead dogs only dared to stare at King Yama's body secretly. Don't go.
Nan Xun was a little out of breath. He knew some long-distance running skills, and Su Mobai often played basketball or something, so his physical fitness was good.
"Brother, I won't accompany you for the remaining few laps. I have to slow down a little, otherwise I won't be able to hold on later." Nan Xun panted and said, and then slowed down.
Yan Luo patted his shoulder and praised: "It's already very good."
After speaking, speed up and throw Nan Xun a lot in a while.
Nan Xun stared.
So just now he deliberately slowed down and ran with him? He thought he was trying to catch up with the speed of the other party, but in the eyes of the other party, he was a slow turtle