"Hey, don't. There is something to say, and there is something to say." Luo Rong was afraid and hurriedly replied.
"That's right." Xia Yicheng rubbed his hands, "Do you want to rest?"
"Think!"
"Okay, rest in place for ten minutes, I'm going to do something." Xia Yicheng was surprisingly good at talking, and he left after he finished speaking.
Oh, no.
Class A's classmates, who were originally all angry, suddenly came to the spirit, and they found a place with a wide field of vision to sit down in twos and threes, and then looked eagerly at Xia Yicheng all the way from Class B to Class 18. All fell, and they all cleaned up and made them obedient.
Learn about the Leap Squat Push-Up Package.
Although it was a bit miserable, it was much better than the weight-bearing push-ups in Class A.
Sore...
Instructor Xia really treats it differently.
Excessive.
After being trained by Xia Yicheng himself, those classes had a very profound experience of what was called "social beating", which led them to stand up straight subconsciously when they saw Xia Yicheng now, for fear of being arrested.
It was said to be ten minutes, but in fact they rested for almost 20 minutes before Xia Yicheng swayed back refreshed.
"Come on, everyone stand up."
Everyone got up and stood up.
"You have rested enough, and the other classes also need to rest, right? Be fair, use your voices."
"???"
"Stupid. Listen to my command. The Sixth Squadron's performance was the most positive just now, let them rest first. Come, call'Sixth Squadron to rest '."
The group was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that Xia Yicheng gave them the right that the chief instructor had. He was instantly elated and shouted hard, "Sixth Squadron, rest!"
Everyone in Class 6 who was suddenly named was taken aback, and they didn't understand what was going on: "???"
They looked in the direction where the sound source came from, and it turned out to be the bosses of Class A led by the chief instructor.
"Alright!" Class 6 responded without knowing who was the first to take the lead and sat down to rest. Their instructor didn't say anything either, which was considered a tacit agreement.
The rest of the people were like gourd babies, sitting on the ground one by one, moved to tears.
The other classes cast expectant glances at Class A.
Although I don't know what's going on, I can rest if I visually call Class A to rest.
Sure enough, the angry shout from Class A came again after a while: "Everyone rest!"
As if listening to the sound of nature, the remaining classes responded loudly, "Okay!", "Thank you!", and sat down to rest.
Class A experienced the joy of conducting, and the atmosphere was much more active, thinking that Instructor Xia seemed to have finally done something.
As it turns out, they were too happy.
Because this instructor Xia really never did anything: "Be happy, be happy, let's do push-ups happily."
The originally happy Class A heard the words, and the smile froze on their faces, and they were stupid in place.
What did you say?! Say it again?!
"Speed." Xia Yicheng's tone became cold.
They didn't dare to neglect, and they adjusted their posture and lay down quickly.
What kind of human suffering is this...
"Relax, you can talk. There are 30 boys and 20 girls. Uh, Nanqiu has 50, Jiang classmate, your physique is also good, 50, the Sports Committee! Who is the Sports Committee? Do you want to lead by example, 50? Forget it, if it's a forced business, I'll be finished. That's it, let's start." Xia Yicheng un*ed the cap, looked up and drank water, and seemed to be very considerate, "Hey, the posture is a little more correct, the third boy from the left in the penultimate row, the one with a small flat head, yes, that's you, press down a little more."
Jiang Mo maintained a relatively fast frequency to complete his "special care" index, and finally understood why Xia Yicheng had to be mentally prepared for him to engage in small disputes.
Dare to feel that the relationship is slightly better, no one is spared.
Although he is the only one.
God damn right.
"I, I, I can't do it anymore..." Luo Rong was able to reach this size, and nine times out of ten, he was extremely lacking in exercise. At this moment, he only did three calls with a bitter face and gnashing his teeth.
"... You've only done three, you can't do it, don't be ashamed."
Ji Yuntao glanced at him and said with disgust.
Luo Rong had an expression on his face, "I have thick skin and I am not guilty".
"Comrade Little Fatty, are you not very good at it? You are tired after only doing three, and looking at others, there are more than ten." Xu Nian mocked casually in the back, but there was no malice in his tone, but it was a bit of a joke.
Luo Rong, who had been eight feet thick with skin just now, immediately blushed, gritted his teeth and continued to insist, but he didn't forget to deny it: "No... I just said it casually..."