Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

The two reached a bet, and Su Haitang added the rules.

"You can run first and ask Ai Xiang to help with the counting. If you think you are sure you can beat me, you can rest first. But once you stop, the counting will end. You can't continue running after the rest, otherwise it will be endless. No objection? "

"Okay, let's get started, Moji." Ji Fengyun agreed, turned around and ran away, as if he was determined to win the bet.

"Come on Haitang!" Ai Xiang cheered Su Haitang loudly while panting.

She felt that Su Haitang was very handsome when he proposed a bet to Ji Fengyun openly! The intention to protect her is also very sincere. Even if she lost in the end and couldn't win, Ji Fengyun would apologize to her, and Ai Xiang would admit it!

Su Haitang smiled at the female soldiers, turned around and started running seriously, maintaining a speed that was not too slow, but not too fast either.

What she competes with Ji Fengyun is endurance. She will definitely have to go through the physical limit several times. She will definitely cheat by relying on spiritual spring water, but it will definitely not be easy.

It is relatively easy to maintain a relatively fast speed from the beginning, because it is already very difficult to maintain a constant speed through the limit with willpower. If you want to speed up again, you will feel desperate just thinking about it.

Su Haitang's physical strength has recovered well, and the results of a month of concentrated special training are also remarkable.

She recited three hundred Tang poems from scratch in a low voice. This was also a way to divert her attention, just like Mr. Guan Erye played chess and scraped his bones to heal his wounds.

Su Haitang's proposal of this seemingly impossible bet was not impulsive.

She had already calculated that her advantage actually lay in her strong willpower that transcended life and death and far surpassed that of ordinary people.

She wasn't even afraid of death anymore, she didn't think there was anything she couldn't survive.

And since she came here for the Young Eagle Project, she must show her strengths and increase her bargaining chips.

The test started early.

She believed that someone would report the situation of all of them in a timely manner, down to the smallest detail!

If you have an opportunity, seize it; if you don't have one, create it yourself!

If you want to do it, do it the best! She wants to join the Eagle Project! She wants to be a special soldier!

"Wang Changling, "Playing with the Moon in Nanzhai, Reminiscing about Master Cui of Shanyin" by Wang Changling. When I was lying high in Nanzhai, I vomited at the beginning of the month when the curtains were opened. The clear light was flowing through the water and trees, and rippled in the window. Slowly, it became full and empty, and the clarity changed from the past to the present. The beauty is by the Qingjiang River, and the night is getting more and more bitter. It's like we are thousands of miles away, the breeze blows Landu."

After reciting a five-character ancient poem, Su Haitang exhaled three times and continued to recite it while maintaining the rhythm of her breathing, while Ji Fengyun had already looped her around.

"Come on Haitang!"

Ai Xiang, Chen Mingyue and the other girls cheered loudly, and Su Haitang smiled at them again, keeping the rhythm and continuing to run hard.

""Looking for the hermit in the West Mountain, you will not find it" Qiu Wei.

It reaches the top of Mao Ci and goes straight up for thirty miles. There are no child servants in the lock-up, only a few cases in the room..."

""Song of Everlasting Regret" by Bai Juyi. The emperor of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country. He couldn't find a royal palace for many years. There was a daughter in the Yang family who had just grown up and was raised in a boudoir. No one knew about it. It is hard to give up on natural beauty. She was chosen to be at the side of the king..."

After reciting the five-character ancient poem and then reciting the seven-character poem, Su Haitang had completed four laps, which was more than two kilometers.

Her steps were heavy, as if she was trudging through a swamp. She was sweating profusely. Her throat was hot and dry when she breathed, and her eardrums were a little swollen. Her vague recitation echoed, and she couldn't hear the cheers and cheers around her.

Su Haitang ran and recited wholeheartedly, looking ahead persistently, as if nothing could attract her attention except this one thing.

I can't feel hot, tired, or breathless.

Ji Fengyun panted slightly and caught up again. Looking at her focused expression, surprise flashed in his eyes. He slowed down and followed her step by step.

Anyway, he has tricked her twice, and he is sure to win.

Presumably she didn't need to win the bet before she would show him something.