Withdraw one billion at the beginning

Zhang Xiaofan said calmly: "" The neat four rows of students next to him looked at Zhang Xiaofan suddenly with strange eyes.

Some bold ones whispered: "I'll go... this guy is our professional, don't you want to die?"

"I look at the guy, but I don't know how powerful our devil instructor is..."

"I think Young Master Qiao came here to suffer in person, this kid actually dares to play like this..."

"The last one who played like this has been played miserably.

I ran 20 laps around the playground before returning to the team for training, and now there are plasters on my legs..."

"Hey, here's a good show..." The instructor sternly said, "Who was talking just now—come out!" Under the instructor's stern gaze, the three young men stood up hesitantly.

"I want to talk, but don't you know how to make a report?" The instructor sternly said, "Did you make a report just now?"

"Report, no..."

"Fifty push-ups! Sit up and get in line!"

"what?"

"Return? Don't you know how to report? One hundred push-ups!"

After saying this, the instructor turned around, looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down, and said, "Your name is Zhang Xiaofan, right?" Zhang Xiaofan nodded.

"It's you, the one who hasn't been seen since the beginning of school?" The instructor snorted coldly and said, "Go back, I won't count you as a leave of absence.

Even if your instructors come, it's useless.

Your absence from training will be recorded with your file.

Including your leave of absence after four years of college, no matter who you ask for it, it will be invalid. "

But, to everyone's surprise, Zhang Xiaofan didn't seem to care about it.

After listening to the instructor's words, Zhang Xiaofan shrugged, and immediately prepared to leave.

Whether he can graduate or not is not a threat to Zhang Xiaofan at all.

The reason why he came to Tianjing University was just to get closer to Liu Shixue.

So Zhang Xiaofan doesn't care at all whether he can ask for leave or not.

In the beginning, he just didn't want to cause too much trouble.

But since it is already like this, Zhang Xiaofan doesn't care anymore.

"Who told you to go now?" Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's indifferent attitude, the instructor sternly said, "Do 500 push-ups before leaving!" Zhang Xiaofan was a little puzzled, turned his head to look at the instructor, and then looked at the struggling man on the ground. The three unlucky ghosts who fell together asked: "Since I am no longer qualified to stay here, is it the same if I do it or not? You can count me as absent from training, and I don't have the time to play with you."

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofan wanted to leave.

"Hmph, good boy..." The instructor's eyes flashed sullenly, looking at Zhang Xiaofan's idyllic back, he suddenly said: "Stop!" The instructor said coldly: "Zhang Xiaofan, as long as you can really do 500 push-ups, I can let you Rejoin the team!" Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand: "It's better to avoid it, I don't have time..."

"Zhang Xiaofan, aren't you really afraid that you won't be able to graduate?!"

"How about it," Zhang Xiaofan raised his eyebrows, and said, "Since we're betting, how about we two make a big bet?" The instructor said coldly, "What do you mean?"

"You don't want me to return to the team, you say a project, I finish it, how about you just count me as having trained?"

"Okay!" The instructor sneered, "Zhang Xiaofan, since you dare to say that, I won't make things difficult for you.

Running 300 meters, 1000 pull-ups, plus [-] push-ups, as long as you sit down completely within two hours, I will count you as passing!But if you can't do it..." Such harsh conditions can only be accepted by those who have received intensive training.

However, to everyone's surprise, Zhang Xiaofan just nodded slightly.

"It doesn't take two hours—it's a matter of ten, twenty, ten minutes."

Zhang Xiaofan smiled: "If I can't do it, I don't need you, I will drop out of school directly."

Everyone's eyes widened and they could hardly believe their ears.

Is this kid crazy?At the same time, the instructor frowned, but didn't speak.

"You three," those three guys have been struggling to do push-ups, but unfortunately, ordinary students who have not been trained can barely do fifty push-ups, and one hundred push-ups is simply delusional.

"You three, join the ranks!"

"Yes..." The three of them immediately joined the queue as if they were granted amnesty.

at the same time.

Everyone in the queue, including other professionals, all focused on Zhang Xiaofan.

"The outermost lap of the playground is 1000 meters." Zhang Xiaofan took a look, and said, "Then [-] meters is [-] laps?" After finishing speaking, Zhang Xiaofan rushed out along the playground like an arrow leaving the string.

In fact, this speed is the result of Zhang Xiaofan's intention to restrain himself.

Zhang Xiaofan doesn't want to reveal his identity as an immortal cultivator yet, on the other hand, he is also worried that if he runs too fast, other people's eyes will not be able to keep up.

However, when everyone saw Zhang Xiaofan's speed, their expectant eyes suddenly darkened, and they shook their heads in their hearts.

"It's over."

Everyone knows that 100 meters is definitely a long-distance race, not the pursuit of the ultimate speed like [-] meters, so even professional athletes do not exhaust their strength at the beginning.

Sure enough, it's just a stunned young man. The boast just now was all nonsense, right?According to this speed, it is estimated that I will not be able to finish a lap, and I will lie down.

Could it be that he didn't take the black-faced instructor's words seriously?Everyone thought in their hearts, and immediately shook their heads silently, just waiting for Zhang Xiaofan to lie on the playground exhausted.

Some people have even started to imagine what the instructor will look like afterward.

At this time, the black-faced instructor also stared at Zhang Xiaofan with a gloomy expression, as if he was planning how to punish this arrogant rich second generation.

At this time, he has completely regarded Zhang Xiaofan as a kid from a rich family.

However - the time passed by every minute and every second, Zhang Xiaofan has already run five laps at this speed.

His speed still didn't slow down by half a point.

"This..." As early as the third lap, the black-faced instructor had already seen that something was wrong with Zhang Xiaofan, and at this moment, even the students who didn't understand sports at all could already see that something was wrong .

Even after running such a long distance, the speed is still very fast.

very fast.

It's like running five full laps at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint!Even Zhang Xiaofan's expression was still very relaxed, he didn't seem to be breathing at all.

Only a few minutes passed - 5000 meters?How can this be? !All the students were bewildered, and looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a confused look on their faces.

Is this guy really running [-] meters?Is he really going to run down [-] meters at a sprint speed?Is he still human?Everyone looked at Zhang Xiaofan's figure at this time, and they started to look forward to it.

And as time increased again, Zhang Xiaofan's footsteps not only did not slow down, but even accelerated.