lend me a bite

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Shan Qiye asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The inexplicable chicken thief with his eyes rolling from side to side, doesn't know what this person is thinking, but he is inexplicably guilty.

"It's nothing." Mao Junyu shook his head hastily, the pouty flesh on his face was almost wrinkled, and before Shan Qiye could say anything, he quickly stood up and threw it aside, and began to do push-ups on the other side of Shan Qiye— —Do the kind of lying down for a while.

Only then did Shan Qiye understand what this man was thinking just now, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Go ahead, brother.

Very sensible.

The instructor's brows were furrowed while watching, and his facial features were wrinkled angrily, making him suffocate.

This little fat is not good either.

They all went to the middle to separate the two people, why did they still run away?

The instructor sighed deeply, forget it, one push-up and... wait, why are those two getting closer?

The instructor rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was a little dazzled because he had been watching for too long just now, but it was still the same when he looked carefully. Shan Qiye moved while doing push-ups, and rubbed against Qin Yimu's side abruptly , the two of them were so close to touching hands, shoulders to shoulders!

When Shan Qiye came over, he visually measured the distance between the two of them. When doing push-ups, there was a height difference of ups and downs. If they were too close together, they would easily bump into each other during exercise. This is why there was such a large distance between them at the beginning. s reason.

After coming over, the elbows inevitably felt a little sore, and they moved horizontally and up and down. Several arms could bear this kind of movement, which means that Shan Qiye usually does this kind of exercise a lot, otherwise he would have been lying down and getting up by now. coming.

Shan Qiye wiped his sweat on his shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Same table, same table, are you tired?"

"How many have you made? Have you counted?"

"The instructor asked me to do a few, why don't I remember."

The instructor stepped on the leather boots, stood in front of Shan Qiye, looked down at him and said, "Do it for a day."

Shan Qiye: "???"

That being said, it is impossible to do push-ups for a day.

After seeing that their physical strength is almost at the limit, let them return to the team to stand in a military posture.

It's Mao Junyu... He didn't do a few push-ups, and he almost fell asleep while lying on his stomach and basking in the sun.

When I went back to stand in line, I was still dizzy.

The instructor stood at the front of the line, with his hands behind his back, and said, "Military training is the first step in high school for you, but as an instructor, I am actually a very kind person. I can't bear to see you working so hard."

Shan Qiye wiped the sweat off his face, deeply feeling that this sentence has no truth.

"But..." The instructor's voice changed, "You can't make a jade without cutting it."

All students: "..."

Standing in the military posture has been maintained from the beginning to the present. Although I can move my hands and feet when the instructor is not paying attention, the range of movements is very small, and it does not work at all. I am a little tired now.

The instructor said a lot with great earnestness, and when everyone started to shake, he said, "Take a break for 10 minutes!"

"call."

Many people breathed a sigh of relief.

If they move, the whole team will be fined, it's really untenable.

Shan Qiye didn't stand for so long, he just came back from doing push-ups and stood for a relatively short time.

As soon as he talked about disbanding, Shan Qiye turned his head and looked for Qin Yimu, "At the same table, we..."

Instructor: "Qin Yimu! Come here."

The words of the two collided, the instructor seemed to be looking for someone for something, Shan Qiye swallowed the rest of the words silently, planning to wait for Qin Yimu to come back.

However, Qin Yimu looked at him sideways, without even glancing at the instructor from the corner of his eye, he just quietly waited for his next words.

The instructor was still waiting anxiously, Shan Qiye coughed lightly, and quickly said, "Go to the instructor first, I'll talk to you later."

Qin Yimu nodded, then turned around and walked towards the instructor. At that time, the instructor had already started to walk this way, and finally took Qin Yimu to the edge of the shade to talk.

It's a little far away, Shan Qiye can't hear anything, and he doesn't plan to go over to eavesdrop, it doesn't matter what the content is about.

Shan Qiye yelled, "Little Fatty!"

"Here, Lord Qi." Mao Junyu was wiping his face with a towel. He has a body that loves to sweat. After exercising like this, the sweat dripped down like rain, and he was a little persistent when he stood in a military posture I couldn't stop, and ran over when I was almost wiped, "Does Qi Ye miss me?"

"Fart." Shan Qiye said, "Let's go to the small shop to buy something."

"What to buy? It's too far away, 10 minutes is too late."

"It's too late." Shan Qiye had already found a place for the small shop, and ran to and fro for 5 minutes, "Let's go."

Mao Junyu shook the flesh on his body, trying to make Shan Qiye understand his difficulties, "Ah——I don't want to go."

Shan Qiye: "I treat you."

Mao Junyu made a decisive decision, "Let's go."

It doesn't matter whether you invite guests or not, the main thing is to run back and forth and exercise more.

Shan Qiye couldn't hold back immediately, and laughed out loud, "You, real brother, really brother."

"That's right." Mao Junyu pushed Shan Qiye, "Let's go, Qiye, it's really too late."

In order to save time, the two ran back and forth.

Fortunately, they are training during this time, and there are not many people in the small shop, otherwise it would take a lot of effort to squeeze in.

Shan Qiye was carrying cash with him, and he had prepared everything before he came, and he couldn't pay with his mobile phone. If he didn't bring some cash, he might have to eat in the cafeteria all the time.

But there are very few types in the small shop, the kind that can be seen at a glance.

Shan Qiye directly chose three bottles of chilled mineral water, and let Mao Junyu choose the rest.

Mao Junyu picked two cokes and didn't ask for anything else. When he came, he came with the idea of ​​bankrupting Shan Qiye, but when he arrived, he realized that he didn't have anything he liked, so he just picked two.

Back and forth, with Shan Qiye dragging him, Mao Junyu showed the strength of the race, and he rushed back and forth in less than 5 minutes.

When Mao Junyu came back, he supported the big tree next to him, coughed twice and said, "Take a rest, let's take a rest."

He was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and Shan Qiye wasn't doing well, he didn't even catch his breath.

"Look how tired you are, lose weight." Shan Qiye threw him a towel, "When the military training is over, I will make a running plan for you."

Mao Junyu shook his head with difficulty, "Listen, no, see."

"Hey you——" Shan Qiye picked up the mineral water and was about to smash it, Mao Junyu quickly took the bottle of mineral water from him, opened it and drank a couple of gulps, "Huh... so cool!"

Shan Qiye didn't have time to stop him, "Don't drink so much water after strenuous exercise."

"It's okay." Mao Junyu said carelessly, he didn't care about such details.

Shan Qiye shook his head, took another new bottle with his backhand, and was about to open it, when Qin Yimu came back with his eyes, he immediately screwed back the half-screwed mineral water.

When Qin Yimu came over, Shan Qiye leaned against the big tree, smiled and reached out to hand him the mineral water, "At the same table~ I can't open it."