Zhan Xinghua suddenly took a big stroll to Zhan Xiage and kicked Zhan Xiage to the ground, "I want you to run with a sandbag, not with a sandbag and crawl like a snail! Do you understand?!"

Everyone stared blankly at Zhan Xiage, who was caught off guard and threw himself on Cao Yang's hard land. Zhan Xiage's eyes lit up. He jumped up quickly and shouted with all his strength: "I understand!"

"Then run hard, and shout with all your strength, and use your energy to make me feel good. Find a way to surprise me, and find a way to make me admire you!"

"yes!"

For some reason, at this time, Zhan Xiage actually remembered the dark morning, the north wind in the sky like a knife and snow, the ginseng royal jelly he could drink every day, and the father's eyes that he had harsh but implicit encouragement!

Isn’t this his greatest hope and motivation in the past decade?

Zhan Xiage suddenly threw the 50-pound sandbag on his shoulders. At the same time, he also let out a wild and wild howl in his heart: "Fight!"

fighting!

This word is like a scorching steel ingot, which reverberates in Zhan Xia Ge's chest, and in an instant, all the alcohol in Zhan Xia Ge's blood turned into boiling flames! He was like a Spanish bull who was taking enough stimulant, and began to spin wildly on the playground.

One, two, three...

Feeling the eyes of his father betting on him, Zhan Xia Ge tasted hope, encouragement, and a hint of anxiety and a hint of pride from this!

Zhan Xiage suddenly discovered that the connection between him and his father had returned! After a full twelve years, he had lost his father's strictest care for twelve years. Just when he thought he would never get back this feeling, his father suddenly appeared beside him and returned this feeling to him again!

The reason is, Zhan Xia Ge doesn’t know!

He doesn't want to know either!

The enthusiasm accumulated in the body, the grievance accumulated in the body, the confusion accumulated in the body, and the unwillingness accumulated in the body all turned into a stream of heat. As Zhan Xiage's heart beat vigorously again and again, a large amount of fresh blood and oxygen and his most vigorous fighting spirit were continuously transported to Zhan Xiage's whole body.

Looking at Zhan Xiage running in the playground, a man standing quietly behind Zhan Xinghua said calmly: "He has a good fighting spirit and knows how to maintain his running speed at the center of physical recovery and loss, but I see that he can only hold on for twenty laps at most with his condition. And... his age is too old!"

Zhan Xinghua didn't say anything, he just smiled proudly. Two figures suddenly rushed past them. Ouyang Zhuo carried an old tree root. Why did Feng Zhicheng carry a desk that had just been borrowed from the communication room and rushed to the runway of the playground together. They caught up with Zhan Xiage, who had already run twelve laps and had slowed down significantly, and protected him behind him, forming a golden triangle that they used most when fighting against the enemy, and ran forward together.

"Boss, a bastard just now said that you can only run twenty laps at most!" Ouyang Zhuo shouted wildly: "Don't look back, looking back will deplete your physical strength, but remember that behind you is your most trusted brother! You are our boss, you are the elder brother I, Ouyang Zhuo, respected the most and admired the most. If you don't want me to underestimate you, if you don't want me to surpass you, run hard!"

Hearing Ouyang Zhuo's words, Zhan Xiage burst into laughter, and he hissed: "Okay!"

Looking at the War Hero Song who suddenly seemed to be injected with stimulants, then looking at Ouyang Zhuo and Feng Zhicheng who followed him closely and verified the oath between men with practical actions. Feeling the sincere friendship between them without any falsehood and impurities, the man standing behind Zhan Xinghua was silent for a moment and said, "Twenty-two circles!"

The school playground is 200 meters in one lap, and 30 lap is 6,000 meters in total! Even if the average person runs for 6,000 meters in a row, he must completely consume his physical strength, let alone carry a 50-pound sandbag on his body. Now Zhan Xiage no longer knows how many laps he has run. Every time he reaches a fixed position, Feng Zhicheng will loudly report the number of laps he has run.

"Eighteen laps! Come on, brother, you can do it!"

Zhan Xiage looked at the track that had begun to fluctuate and changed, and let out a weak and bitter smile in his heart: "It turns out that I have only run eighteen laps!"

Zhan Xiage had to raise his head because sweat had already penetrated his eyes. His whole body was sweating like rain. A layer of water line was sprinkled on the place where he ran. Even if it was dozens of meters away, he could hear his heavy breathing. Zhan Xiage had to blink his eyes desperately to make the eyes that were penetrated with sweat less painful. A burst of torn pain came from his lungs, and his lungs kept wailing to him: Stop! Stop! Stop, otherwise you will die!!!

Zhan Xiage's feet were as soft as cotton. Every time he wanted to pull his feet out, he had to put in a considerable amount of strength. The sandbag on his shoulder was getting heavier and heavier, making Zhan Xiage just want to bend the man's rather than bend, and Zhan Xiage just wanted to fall to the ground and never get up again to complete the order that seemed out of reach!

"Brother, do you still remember your dream? You want to be an excellent businessman, you want to make wealth that is as rich as a country. I know that you have already set the direction of your future life development for yourself. Under my quilt is a pornographic novel, a level 3 comic, but the head of your bed is "Marketing", "Business Administration", "Business Negotiation", and "Behavioral Psychology". When the guys in the same class, including Ouyang Zhuo and I, were talking about girlfriends, you had already started to set up stalls in the night market and study hard under the air lamp. You have been preparing for two years and you have already started to start for your dreams! But I want to tell you that although you can succeed, you don't like doing business, and you don't like to roll in the mall!"

Feng Zhicheng screamed: "You just chose a path that can make you succeed quickly. You just hope to be at the forefront of the times and get results that can make your father admire you! You have the most unrestrained enthusiasm as fire. There is a domineering spirit deep in your blood that can make me look up to you. You should be born a strong man who defeats strength with determination! You have a chivalrous spirit that has long disappeared in this society. As your brother, I really don't want you to join the business world. I don't want to see you slowly learn the charity of merchants and the ruthlessness of merchants!"

"But now, your father is standing by your side, he is watching you! My elder brother, run hard, use all your strength, turn your domineering, chivalrous, arrogance, into your strength, run with all your strength! Conquer your enemies, conquer these thirty laps! Now you don't need to devote yourself to the business world, you don't need to do things you actually don't like, fight for the dignity of a man, go run! Some people say you can only run twenty laps, yes, I think you are almost out of reach, you are about to fall. Under normal circumstances, you can only run twenty laps, but... you are the fucking brother! You are the most funny, the most capable of creating miracles, and the most stunned War Hero Song!!!"

Ouyang Zhuo and Feng Zhicheng shouted in unison: "Brother, come on, run!"

The lungs were already in pain, the eyes were stabbed by sweat and could not open them. Every cell in the body was wailing, and the spine began to cry helplessly, but Zhan Xiage suddenly burst into laughter. How happy Zhan Xiage is, how happy he could have such a friend? How happy Zhan Xiage is, can he have such a brother?!

A heat of unwillingness and remorse suddenly surged from Zhan Xiage's body. He shook his head fiercely, and the burning tears and tears splashed together.

Suddenly, three boys running forward in triangles shouted loudly together. The school director rubbed his eyes desperately because he actually saw that a violent murderous aura aroused when a group of thousands of troops charged forward!
Chapter completed!