In the early morning of the next day, before the gloom of the night had completely faded away, all the teenagers in the dormitory opened their eyes early, not because they didn't want to sleep in, but because they wanted to know more about what they had experienced all day yesterday. Can Du Feiyu, who has been trained, continue to get up? In the previous conflict with Shouhou, Du Feiyu showed his resilience and persistence, but now, can he continue his persistence?
In a sense, this is another test for Du Feiyu. As long as he can persist, he will completely win the hearts and minds of the teenagers. And if he cannot persist, then maybe the influence he has finally built up before , it will disappear.
Of course, Du Feiyu didn't think so much at the moment. He lay on the bed and held up his eyelids, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. The pain all over his body kept giving him some kind of hint, making him just want to sleep well. But every time when he is about to fall asleep, Duan Ling's cold words suddenly appear in his mind: "Tomorrow morning at six o'clock, I will be waiting for you at the training ground on time. If you don't want to be a waste, just arrive on time."
The slightly indifferent words kept stimulating the young man's heartstrings, keeping him awake even in his drowsiness. "Waste?" Du Feiyu gritted his teeth, but his whole body was limp and without any strength. But it was really Do you want to give up like this? Just let the big label of "waste" be placed on your head?
"No, you can't! I'm not a waste."
Thirteen or fourteen years old is the age to be competitive, and perhaps it was his vain self-esteem that made Du Feiyu finally give up the idea of ​​continuing to sleep in. In any case, he did not want to bear the name of a loser, even for this No matter how much hard work and sweat you put in to gain fame.
Gritting his teeth and dragging his tired body, he climbed up and walked out of the door with staggering steps. As the door rang, the teenagers in the same room all climbed out of bed together as if they had made an appointment, and quickly got dressed. Clothes, they rushed out of the door. At this moment, they had the same question in their minds: What else will Duan Ling do to Du Feiyu today? And can Du Feiyu persevere like yesterday?
When Du Feiyu arrived at the training ground, Duan Ling's figure was already standing there. In the morning light, his slightly thin body was as straight as a javelin, exuding a fierce momentum. Hearing the footsteps behind him, Duan Ling Ling looked down at the time and said lightly: "Fortunately, I'm not late."
Du Feiyu's dark eyes stared at the slightly indifferent background, with a lot of resentment in his eyes. He didn't know what grudge the instructor in front of him had against him, and he insisted on training him to death. Study hard, practice, study hard. "Practice hard," Du Feiyu has heard this saying n times, but no matter how hard he practices, it's not like this training method, right? Is it possible that he really thinks that he is an "iron man"?
"Tell me, what is the content of today's training?" Du Feiyu's eyes flickered for a while before he asked. The teenagers who followed not far away also pricked up their ears in time, waiting for Duan Ling's answer.
"Get ready to start. Twenty laps of running, then two hundred push-ups, and then the physical training of other subjects." Duan Ling's calm voice came in the morning breeze, directly disturbing the young man who was eavesdropping from a distance. They stuck out their tongues: "This amount of training..."
"Besides, this is only the training in the morning, other events will be arranged in the afternoon." When the teenagers were shocked, Duan Ling added fearlessly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the teenagers in the distance opened their eyes. Oh my God, this amount of training is enough to catch up with their training intensity for a week.
Du Feiyu stood there stiffly, feeling the anger boiling in his chest. He stared at the hard-hearted guy in front of him with a vicious gaze, as if he wanted to eat him alive. After a long while, he finally squeezed out a sentence from his teeth:
"Do you have any grudge against me?"
"No," Duan Ling replied without hesitation.
"Then, do I have any grudge against you?"
"No"
"Then why are you torturing me like this?" Du Feiyu finally lost control of his emotions and cursed. At this moment, he was already a little reckless. He even thought: Even if he was beaten for a while, it would be much better than this inhuman torture.
.Furthermore, although Duan Ling is a well-known mentor, although he has a prominent reputation, and although he is not a member of the Tianji Group, to say the least, this is also the territory of the Tianji Group. No matter what, he will not directly kill himself here.
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"Uh..." The faces of the teenagers in the distance twitched when they heard this swear word. This guy actually dared to insult his mentor like this. This is so awesome.
However, just when everyone thought that Du Feiyu was going to be unlucky, Duan Ling was unexpectedly calm. Even on that indifferent face, there was not even a trace of emotion. He turned around slightly and glanced at Du Feiyu's face.
He stood up and left, leaving his faint words in the morning wind.
"It turns out you are a waste, you can leave..."
The light words fell in Du Feiyu's ears, but they seemed to have thrown a huge mountain over, making Du Feiyu somewhat breathless.
"Trash? I'm not a trash, why do you say I'm a trash?" Du Feiyu clenched his fists and roared almost hysterically.
"Sorry, I never talk to waste." Duan Ling turned sideways slightly, but did not even turn his face. This almost contemptuous disregard directly caused Du Feiyu's small face to turn purple like pig liver.
"I'll say it again, I'm not a waste." Du Feiyu's chest rose and fell violently, and he roared at the retreating figure.
"Aren't you a waste? But... in my eyes, you are a waste." Duan Ling finally turned around, his eyes still showing no fluctuation: "Unless you prove yourself to me."
"..." He bit his lower lip and stared at Duan Ling like a poisonous snake. After a while, Du Feiyu finally said one word: "Okay"
"Then let's start." Duan Ling calmly stretched out his hand and pointed at the snake-like track...
"I'm not a waste, I'm not a waste." Du Feiyu spent the whole day in this resentful mood, but perhaps because of the diversion of his attention, he actually managed to survive the day. At the end, he was limping
As he turned the corner towards the dormitory, the onlookers burst into applause. Even Shouhou, who had the most violent conflict before, gave him a thumbs up in the crowd...
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