Beside the sink, Song Meien rinsed the dishes in her hands over and over again until they were as clean as new before turning on the faucet.

She hurriedly returned the washed dishes, then returned to the meeting place and stood up.

Those who had violated the rules before had already gone to run laps, while the remaining people, led by instructor Zhu, lined up to receive training uniforms.

Holding her camouflage pants and camouflage short-sleeves in her arms, Song Meien understood that this terrible challenge had finally arrived.

"I'm really exhausted. I still feel like vomiting now." Su Xinya rubbed her abdomen. "What kind of damn rule is this? Is it necessary to forcefully eat if you can't eat? It's really strange."

"It is indeed very full." Yun Xiaorou said softly. "I think the instructor is afraid that we will waste food."

After changing their clothes, the girls from Class A of Grade 1 quickly gathered on the training ground. Instructor Zhu still had a straight face, as if someone owed her five million. She led the students and shouted a few training declarations,

Then he urged them to do preparatory exercises.

It is said to be a preparatory exercise, but in terms of intensity, it is already too much for most people.

"One hundred push-ups, two hundred sit-ups, and three hundred squats, no one less! I have enough eyes to keep an eye on you people. If anyone is found lazy by me, the consequences will be just like them." He said,

Instructor Zhu pointed at the unlucky guys who were still running in the distance.

I saw that they were all panting, hunched over, and their bodies were like a puddle of soft mud...

In desperation, everyone had no choice but to start doing push-ups. But girls are girls after all, so how can they have so much strength? Let alone a hundred, even ten would be difficult to do!

Song Jingnan, who had her hair in a ponytail, struggled to move up and down. After doing three times, she already felt tired. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and ears, and continued to work hard.

When the first push-up session was over, all the girls fell to the ground.

"Everyone, get up! For the second exercise, sit-ups are done in pairs. When counting the numbers just now, the person who counted one will do it first."

"Meien, I am number one, I will do it first." Yun Xiaorou's eyes showed a touch of determination. She lay down on the ground and put her hands behind her head.

Song Meien pressed Yun Xiaorou's feet, but found that her arms had become limp and she couldn't use her strength at all. After the tossing just now, she felt that her arms were about to give up. Fortunately, instructor Zhu did not find fault with her.

, in this way, even the hard work is worth it. In the last life, she ignored the authority and openly opposed the instructor. The end was really bad. In this life, she has to learn to be submissive to avoid being played to death.

Yun Xiaorou adjusted her breathing while doing sit-ups, her whole face became as pale as paper. Song Meien saw it in her eyes and felt anxious in her heart. Xiaorou looked like a weak girl, with such intensity

Training must be very painful for her.

But so what? If she could help Xiaorou complete the mission, she would be willing to take it upon herself. But there is no mercy in the base. Now that she is here, she must persevere.

"Forty-four, forty-five, forty-six..." Sweat soaked Yun Xiaorou's clothes, and the sunlight reflected on her short hair, reflecting a glimmer of light.

"Smelly pig, dead pig, perverted pig..." Su Xinya, who was also No. 1, struggled to do more than thirty sit-ups, cursing incessantly.

Song Meien knew that this was the "love name" that she gave to the instructor Zhu. Later, when they recalled the instructor Zhu in the devil training base, they would also refer to the "dead pig".

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