The newly married reborn cold-faced boss dotes on his delicate wife

The training has come to an end. As long as Jiang Tingxia can get through the final presentation of results, these hard days will be over.

However, Jiang Tingxia's physical fitness is average, and it is impossible for her to make rapid progress in just half a month of training. In the training assessment, she can only hold her breath and grit her teeth to maintain a mid-level level just above the passing line.

However, on the day of the results presentation, Jiang Tingxia was confident that he would not let the team down and would also prove himself.

Because I heard that Li Changpu would be there as a leader that day, and he would watch her compete.

Jiang Tingxia wanted to let him see that she was not as useless as he thought, and there was no need for him to torture herself and even call it training for her.

……

On that day, Li Changpu stood on the stage. When he saw Xie Youheng's class coming out, he unconsciously clenched his hands in nervousness.

Jiang Tingxia was equally nervous. He took a deep breath and waited to run the 400-meter obstacle race.

The 400-meter obstacle race is a team sport, with three people in a group. The class with the fastest time and the most standard movements will get a better result.

Jiang Tingxia was concentrating on waiting for the group in front of her to reach the finish line. She took a deep breath and got into position for the start, but she didn't notice that Zhao Fang beside her winked at Xu Yunyun who was standing next to her.

Zhao Fang has been much quieter recently, but that's because Instructor Xie is protecting Jiang Tingxia. She is afraid of being punished and therefore dares not act rashly.

But Zhao Fang was extremely dissatisfied. Why did the instructor punish her mercilessly just because she poured some water on Jiang Tingxia's quilt last time?

Not only did she run for several hours and was almost out of breath, but what was even worse was that the instructor wrote all these things, as well as the punishments she had received, on her training report.

Although it won't affect her joining the art troupe, it is still a negative influence.

It is conceivable how much of a negative impact the director of the art troupe would have suffered after seeing the training instructor's evaluation of her before she even met her.

What if it affects her future development in the art troupe?

During this period of time, Zhao Fang felt that the instructor was biased towards Jiang Tingxia and Zhou Yingying.

If she was punished for everything, why not punish Jiang Tingxia and Zhou Yingying? By the way, didn’t they also pour a basin of water on themselves that day? It was foot washing water!

Damn.

But not only did Jiang Tingxia not have to be punished, the instructor's comments to her were also much better than those he gave to himself.

Now she and Jiang Tingxia were compared with each other before they even joined the art troupe. This was what Zhao Fang could not tolerate the most.

Zhao Fang had her own plans in mind. Jiang Tingxia was so good at misleading people. What would happen in the future?

Zhao Fang felt hatred and jealousy, and was even more worried that her future in the art troupe would not be as good as Jiang Tingxia's. She thought that it would be better to take advantage of this training assessment to make Jiang Tingxia fail. If she failed, she would be persuaded to leave the art troupe.

In this way, she is the best in this session of the art troupe, and no one can surpass her.

……

Jiang Tingxia glanced at the leadership desk.

Although she could only see a row of people in green military uniforms sitting there and couldn't see their faces clearly, she knew that Li Changpu was sitting there looking at her.

She would not embarrass herself in front of him.

At this time, the front group reached the finish line and Jiang Tingxia started running immediately.

Jiang Tingxia is in the last group. Everyone in the previous group performed very well. As long as their group's level is normal, they can get good results.

The 400-meter obstacle race was difficult for Jiang Tingxia, but fortunately she had been exercising during this period, and her instructor was Xie Youheng, who was known for his strictness. She practiced these movements dozens of times every day, and she completed them quickly by relying on muscle movements.

First he drilled a hole, then he made three-step piles and then jumped into the bomb crater. Jiang Tingxia completed the steps neatly.

Zhao Fang, who was standing aside, saw that Jiang Tingxia was like a chicken with its blood pumped up today, doing better than usual in training. She was secretly anxious, pinching her palms with her fingernails, and gave a reproachful look at Xu Yunyun, who was running side by side with Jiang Tingxia.

He kept muttering, "Why doesn't Xu Yunyun take action yet?"

If Jiang Tingxia were to become famous again, what would she have to do with being the top star of the art troupe in the future?

At this time, Jiang Tingxia, Xu Yunyun and Meng Mei ran up the ladder side by side.

Xu Yunyun glanced at Jiang Tingxia, and then fell towards her out of control.

Jiang Tingxia was concentrating on the road, running forward against the clock, and didn't notice Xu Yunyun beside him at all. Suddenly, he was pulled down from the ladder by the external force of Xu Yunyun.

Xu Yunyun's force was so strong that Jiang Tingxia rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

……

Li Changpu, who was sitting on the leadership platform, moved his hand holding the stool slightly, and pulled the stool open with a clatter.

However, he still held back and forced himself to sit back down.

The veins on his arms as he gripped the stool were clearly visible.

Ever since Jiang Tingxia came on the court, his eyes have been on Jiang Tingxia. When he saw her fall, he subconsciously wanted to stand up.

But he didn't do it, he couldn't do it.

Because he saw Jiang Tingxia supporting himself on the ground, standing up again under the gaze of everyone, and then limping back up the ladder.

She will continue to persevere.

……

Jiang Tingxia just fell off the ladder. Only Zhou Yingying screamed in fright, and no one dared to move. Xie Youheng stood on the sidelines, sweating profusely with anxiety.

"Jiang Tingxia, can you still stand up?"

Jiang Tingxia felt a sharp pain in her body, but she was even more anxious inside. She was about to finish the race, but she fell at this moment. If she cried or shouted, everyone would laugh at her, including Zhao Fang, Instructor Xie, and Li Changpu.

She couldn't let others look down on her, think she was useless, and look down on her.

She is not a waste, she is Jiang Tingxia. It is up to her to decide whether to do something or not. There is nothing she cannot do.

Jiang Tingxia saw that Xu Yunyun had stood up and was walking towards the ladder. She became anxious, and enduring the severe pain, she supported herself on the ground and climbed up.

Jiang Tingxia is most afraid of pain. Now on the court, he can only rely on the muscle memory from countless previous training sessions to fight the pain.

She just wanted to finish the race.

……

Just as Jiang Tingxia was limping up the ladder, Director Wang, who was beside Li Changpu, noticed that Li Changpu was acting strangely and his body was unnaturally stiff; he seemed very nervous.

Director Wang turned his gaze to the field, then looked at Li Changpu, "That's my sister-in-law, right?"

He said, "People have fallen like that, let's stop it."

Li Changpu looked at the field with the same indifference as when he was training soldiers, "Wait."

Jiang Tingxia had already walked onto the ladder. She quickened her pace step by step, but her movements still looked a little awkward to Li Changpu, as if she was hurting in her legs.

She got down the ladder, crawled over the low-pile net, and ran to the finish line, step by step, pulling at the wound from falling to the ground just now.

Li Changpu just sat on the stage and watched, but the hands of the people below the stage were already clenched into fists.

It would be a lie to say that I don't feel bad.

……

Jiang Tingxia insisted on running the entire course, but she was still sick. Their results were not ideal. She gritted her teeth and persevered, but in the end she still came in last.

Xie Youheng ran over immediately. Zhou Yingying supported Jiang Tingxia and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Tingxia shook his head and said nothing. He looked very depressed. "I'm sorry, instructor."

"I was the one who dragged my feet and got the last place. It's my responsibility."

"I feel sorry for everyone's efforts these days."

Xie Youheng showed reluctance and tried to comfort Jiang Tingxia, "Don't think about it. It's better than anything else that you're fine."

Although Xie Youheng usually boasts about being the top student in academic performance, it depends on the situation. As long as you try your best and don't be a coward, he won't blame you and that's what you do.

Today, Jiang Tingxia's performance was great.