Chapter 21 Isn't it just blood? I flow up
Chapter 21 Isn't it blood? I flow up
"Intor Zhang, then we are better than running! I don't take advantage of you. Instructor Zhang, because you have trained longer than me, if I run one lap, you run one and a half. Let's compare like this." The red in Wu Xian's eyes gradually began to dissipate.
Zhang Han pondered for a moment and responded unpretentiously. Zhang Han asked Wu Xian to prepare first and come after changing his clothes. Wu Xian nodded and began to move his body. If he was injured, he would still be unlucky.
Seeing Zhang Han leave, Li Yu and Zheng Zhou and Zhao Da immediately came to Wu Xian and asked, "Lao, are you kidding?"
Wu Xian smiled as he moved his feet and said, "Do you think I'm kidding?"
Li Yu shook her head helplessly, "You didn't see the eyes of the young man just now, just like a wounded beast. But now I'm so sober that I think it's a serious illness!"
"The young one, are you sick? Then I told Zhang Pervert to cancel the game with the young one. Zhao Da immediately understood and was about to go out after saying that.
Wu Xian quickly pulled Zhao Da and said with a wry smile, "It's just that the boss is sick. I didn't. Besides, what the men said, they didn't take it back. Maybe at the beginning, I was a little excited, but later I was very sober. If I could play against such a man, I would lose, and I also admit it. But don't worry, you don't necessarily lose!"
Zheng Zhou admires Wu Xian's optimism. I really don't know whether he is an optimist or heartless. But he still said to Wu Xian, "Well, my young man, we know your decision. Just let it go! Other things, we have it!" The three patted Wu Xian on the shoulder to encourage him.
Wu Xian showed a big smile: "Don't worry! Just take a look!" The three still wanted to say something, but when they saw Zhang Han coming this way, they said cheer to Wu Xian and returned to their position. The majesty given by Zhang Han was still irresistible!
Zhang Han changed his camouflage, came to Wu Xian and asked Wu Xian, "Are you ready?" Wu Xian nodded. Zhang Han and Wu Xian came to the 800-meter runway, and Zhang Han signaled that the instructor next to him could start.
The instructor nodded and sounded a whistle. Zhang Han and Wu Xian began to run from the starting line at the same time. At first, Zhang Han did not accelerate or anything, but slowly followed his own pace and was slightly ahead of Wu Xian, while Wu Xian followed Zhang Han and ran three steps and one breath. This running frequency is the most labor-saving rhythm, and it can completely achieve dynamic balance later. Wu Xian adopted this rhythm from the beginning, and it seems that he is ready to run for a long time.
When Zhang Han saw Wu Xian following slowly behind him, he nodded in his heart. Not being arrogant or impatient is a good seedling. Zhang Han doesn't care about Wu Xian. Even if he runs like this, he is still half a laps behind Wu Xian. So on the fourth lap, the steps gradually became bigger and gradually opened the distance from Wu Xian.
Originally, when the students saw Wu Xian and the pervert working, they were very supportive of Wu Xian. Just now, when the two were running, everyone was in a good mood, but after two laps, the mood was almost the same. After four laps, everyone did what they should do.
Time passes unconsciously, and few people pay attention to the game in the playground. No one knew how many laps they had run. All they knew was that they might inadvertently look up and see two figures running past their eyes. What's more, he has been sitting and snoring. If he hadn't been allowed to go back, I'm afraid he would still be very comfortable lying in Zhou Gong's arms and enjoying the gentle hometown.
Sweat flowed unimpeded from Wu Xian's head into his trousers. Wu Xian did not know that he had run many laps, but only knew how to run forward. Sometimes Zhang Han would catch up after running from behind. Wu Xian ran behind Zhang Han, but there was not much time. Anyway, he ran through the starting point again and again, and the sky Whether you are running or not, the sun is still so fierce that it has never stopped.
The sweat is like an immortal faucet, flowing all the time, and Wu Xian feels that his shoes have a little water. He breathed the air and shouted from time to time to relieve the suffocation in his chest. Looking at Zhang Han's performance, Wu Xian is also a little relieved. If he is like this, at least Zhang Han is also sweating profusely. If Zhang Han still has a light expression, then Wu Xian will not be angry!
After running a few more laps, Wu Xian felt the scene in front of him and began to shake. Wu Xian knew that he was about to reach his physical limit, but looking at Zhang Han, who had surpassed him again, Wu Xian was very unwilling. He secretly bit the tip of his tongue, and Wu Xian immediately woke up. Severe pain swept across the body, almost making Wu Xian curse. Who came up with this immoral trick? TMD really hurts! It hurts so much! This spirit is spiritual, but the physical pain has increased exponentially. Wu Xian didn't dare to move too much. The movement was too big. The saliva in his mouth touched the wound he had just bitten, and his buddy was spirited!
The faint smell of blood in his mouth constantly stimulated Wu Xian. When he reached a certain level, Wu Xian felt as if he had eaten an egg. What Wu Xian didn't find out was that his eyes began to slowly turn red. I don't know if it's running, stimulated by my own wound, or something else.
Wu Xian ran a few more laps in his self-harm. When Wu Xian gradually adapted to the pain of the wound, his spirit began to gradually weaken. This time it's more violent than last time. Last time, I just looked at the things in front of me. Now I'm looking at the things in front of me and gradually start to darken.
Wu Xian, who walked in vain, didn't know that Zhang Han had noticed him for a long time and began to slowly follow behind him in case of accidents.
When Wu Xian felt that the things in front of him were completely dark, he also felt that the place where he fell was unreal, and the sense of space and distance was completely lost. He fell on the runway with a smile on his face. I don't know whether it was a bitter smile or a satisfied smile!
Zhang Han came to Wu Xian and immediately turned Wu Xian over and took off Wu Xian's coat. When he was about to pinch Wu Xian, Wu Xian got up like a fraud corpse, with two bright red streams of water flowing from his nose.
It turned out that at the moment when Wu Xian fell down, he was very unwilling and didn't know what was going on. Anyway, he felt that there seemed to be a stream of water or air in his body constantly hitting his heart. At that time, he suddenly remembered the scene where Li Heqing was injured. Wu Xian suddenly found that he wanted to move. The idea has been going on for a long time. Finally, the flow or airflow-like thing broke out. Wu Xian felt that he could control his body. The moment he opened his eyes, he got up.
The first thing Wu Xian stood up was not to continue running, but shouted, "Li Heqing!" Perhaps in the process of shouting, his nose flowed into his mouth. Wu Xian subconsciously licked it and felt a little salty. He raised his hand and saw that it was red. Wu Xian smiled and laughed crazily. With the blood marks and blood on his teeth left when he was touched on Wu Xian's face, it made people feel very ferocious.
And Zhang Han next to him instinctively felt a little dangerous, but the next moment he was denied by Zhang Han. Wu Xian is a newborn and stronger baby, and he is an adult. Even if Wu Xian is strong, in the final analysis, he is still a baby. Maybe Wu Xian just got up and messed up his thoughts.
"Haha... Isn't it just a little blood? I'm good at it!" Listening to Wu Xian's crazy words, everyone who pays attention to this place instinctively thinks that Wu Xian is crazy. But the scene in front of people makes people feel so real, just wearing colored glasses, and Wu Xian has returned to wild!
After Wu Xian roared this sentence, he began to run forward crazily. The blood dripping from Wu Xian's nose gradually burst into a blood flower in the air because of the falling speed, which was enchanting and beautiful. Finally, it was photocopied on the red runway. Although it was a red runway, it could not hide the gorgeous red!
After Wu Xian ran out three meters, Zhang Han realized. TMD is killing this boy! At first, he thought that Wu Xian's physique was special. Originally, he wanted to stop Wu Xian to stop the bleeding, but Wu Xian did not give Zhang Han much time to react at all. Then Zhang Han was attracted by Wu Xian's words. When he saw the bright red mark on the runway, Zhang Han found that Wu Xian had run out three meters. It was also at this time that Zhang Han found that Wu Xian, a boy, didn't know why, actually stimulated his potential. The nosebleed just now is a slight performance after stimulating potential.
But who can guarantee that Wu Xian can stay in this state for a long time? If it takes a long time, it will be too harmful to the body. There are countless examples of this to stimulate potential. The most contabable is the story of a mother who overturned a tractor with one hand to save her child. Although the mother saved her child, her body could not bear it and soon died.
Although a lot has been said, these ideas are fleeting in Zhang Han's mind. When Wu Xian was three meters away, Zhang Han began to start. Zhang Han rushed behind Wu Xian like a cheetah, and his right hand cut to Wu Xian's neck accurately. Wu Xian, who was running, immediately fell down, and Zhang Han pulled the fallen Wu Xian into his arms. Hygienist!" Zhang Han shouted.
The medical soldier on one side began to come when he saw Wu Xian's nosebleed. When Zhang Han shouted, he had already arrived at Zhang Han's side. First, skillfully helped Wu Xian stop the blood, and then opened the folding stretcher. He carried Wu Xian on a stretcher with Zhang Han. When the work was finished here, the medical car also stopped in front of Zhang Han and others. Zhang Han shouted to the medical soldier, "You must cure him for me. Don't have any problems. Do you hear me clearly?" The medical soldier in the car nodded and pulled up the door. The car drove Wu Xian out.
When Wu Xian happened, Zhang Han also lacked interest in the subject drill. After saying something, he disbanded directly.