I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Zhou Haibo's reaction to Wu Hanfeng saying he could run under 21 minutes was no less than hearing a monk buy shampoo.

Did he think that Huaiyu Wu Hanfeng's brain was damaged?

"Old Wu, you're not kidding, are you?"

Zhou Haibo stared intently at Wu Hanfeng's serious face, unable to discern any hint of a joke.

Wu Hanfeng didn't look at him, but tried his best to adjust his breathing rhythm: "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"picture."

"You always take your jokes very seriously."

Wu Hanfeng said speechlessly, "This time it's for real. I have to run it in under 21 minutes. If I don't, I'll wash your socks for a week."

Zhou Haibo paused, nearly falling.

"Are you going to go this far? You're going to wash my socks?"

Zhou Haibo burst into laughter: "Old Wu, I can hardly remember the last time you voluntarily washed your socks? Was it your third time enlisting? Or your second time here?"

"The second time."

Wu Hanfeng thought back carefully for a moment: "It was Liu Yang who helped me wash it."

Hearing this, Liu Yang, who was running behind him, cursed, "Yes, I washed them! I washed those socks for three whole months! The old soldier's stinky socks are stiffer than my training uniform!"

"I scrubbed it three times with a brush, but it still wasn't clean."

Zhou Haibo was speechless.

"Alright, since you're so sure, let's give it a try."

"But I want to increase the stakes!"

"What?" Wu Hanfeng didn't take it to heart at all, after all, the more they added, the more they would lose.

"If you can run it in under 21 minutes, I'll make you foot bath water and wash your smelly socks for a week. If you can't..."

"I'll wash your three socks for a week."

"make a deal!"

.........

On the track, the new recruits have entered the second half of the five-kilometer race.

Zhao Yihang is the top physical fitness among the new recruits, and he remains in first place, maintaining his consistent performance.

Wu Hanfeng is at the very back.

wrong!

Wu Hanfeng suddenly started to accelerate!

He wasn't at the end.

In the blink of an eye, he had overtaken three people, and he was still accelerating.

Qian Kun has the worst physical fitness, always ranking last.

He was panting heavily when he suddenly felt someone else beside him.

Turning my head, I was immediately wide-eyed.

"Brother Feng? You... why did you rush up here?"

"Run normally."

Wu Hanfeng looked very relaxed, and was slightly out of breath.

"Your breathing rhythm is off. Adjust your breathing, take three steps in and three steps out."

Qian Kun subconsciously did as instructed, and after adjusting himself a few times, he felt that he was indeed not as breathless as before.

He looked at Wu Hanfeng with gratitude.

The smile froze on his face instantly.

Is Feng teaching him to run?

Is Feng Ge... teaching him to run?

The guy who just fainted yesterday, and whose grades are always about the same as mine?

This is too surreal!

Qiankun wondered if he was hallucinating from exhaustion, and whether he would faint soon.

Before Qian Kun could figure this out, Wu Hanfeng had already walked past him.

Qian Kun looked at Wu Hanfeng's retreating figure and felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

Feng seemed much more relaxed.

Soon, Wu Hanfeng caught up with the bottom of the first tier.

Zhao Yihang was leading the race when he suddenly heard footsteps behind him.

He instinctively turned around to look, and almost twisted his ankle.

Wu Hanfeng?!

"Brother Feng! You are...?"

"Don't speak, catch your breath, and run forward."

Zhao Yihang never imagined that one day he would be mentored by someone who was at the bottom of the class.

"You're moving a little too slowly. Pick up the pace."

Zhao Yihang: "..."

He grew up in a military compound and ran laps with his father every day.

He could run 800 meters at the age of seven and 3 kilometers at the age of twelve.

A sixteen-year-old who can run five kilometers in under twenty minutes.

Now it's someone who just got dizzy from running yesterday's turn to instruct themselves on how to run.

But what's even stranger is that he subconsciously did it?

He increased the speed slightly, and sure enough, the rhythm became smoother.

He looked at Wu Hanfeng in surprise, and just as he was about to say something, he realized that he could only see the back of Wu Hanfeng's head.

Qian Kun, who witnessed this scene from behind, was both shocked and excited.

"Holy crap! Did you see that? Brother Feng actually contacted Zhao Yihang!"

The recruit looked like he'd seen a ghost.

"I...I saw it! Am I suffering from heatstroke?"

"It's only morning, heatstroke my ass!"

"So I didn't sleep well, how could I be hallucinating?"