The first elementary school student in history

Chapter 129 Promise me, do your best!
"Bruce...wait a minute!" The coach's voice rang in his ears, and Bruce, who was originally frowning, suddenly showed a ray of hope.

Could it be... the coach changed his mind?
"Bruce, how many yards do you think you can climb?"

Well... thinking too much.

The coach just came to ask, how could he change his mind?As the core of the team's defense, Bruce is far more important than the attacking lineup.Competing with other academies, Mortal Academy's offensive lineup has someone as the core attacking point, which is good, after all, when attacking, it only needs to bring the ball to the formation.

But it's different when defending. Can you defend eleven opponents by yourself?

At this time, you still have to rely on your teammates and the team!
After all, these team events are team sports, not individual sports. Maybe one person's flash can turn the whole game around... But the premise is that there is no absolute gap in the game!
So, Bruce, our important core figure, successfully continued to look at the field with a sad face on the starting line, and then began to estimate: "I don't know...it should be thirty or forty yards!"

Thirty or forty yards, that is, three to forty meters. If an ordinary teammate is on the back, such a result is absolutely terrible. After all, everyone in elementary school has a much stronger body... But the problem is, the back It's someone!Someone several times the weight of a normal person!

After listening to Bruce's words, the coach nodded slightly but didn't say much. He squatted down to achieve parallelism with Bruce who was lying down: "So Bruce, shall we hit a goal? Fifty yards, as long as you stick to fifty yards It’s fine! Do your best, can you?”

"Uh...fifty yards seems a lot. I don't know if I can do it, but I promise to use all my strength."

"Really? You promise to do your best?"

"real!"

"you promise?"

"I promise!!"

The conversation between the two people wasted a few minutes. The team members on the side were sitting on the ground to rest, talking and laughing happily while watching the two people on the side. They didn't understand the meaning of the conversation between them at all, just watching it as a farce ...just watching a play.

"Okay Bruce, let's go then, but... I'm going to blindfold you for this crawl!"

"Blindfolded? Then I can't see?" Bruce was a little confused. He glanced at the coach in front of him and asked.

"Don't worry, I'll show you the way!"

Shula's words dispelled the last scruples in someone's mind, and the death crawl began.

With Zhu Weiyu as a burden, he was actually not relaxed, with his legs tucked into his belly, his hands firmly grasping the clothes on Bruce's shoulders below him, and he lay on his back.He could feel that the moment he lay on Bruce's body, the water level dropped several centimeters... But he was helpless, what could be done if his weight was like this?I can only say "sorry" full of apology!
"Uh! It's so heavy!!" Bruce began to crawl slowly under a complaint. The guy on his body who was seriously overweight turned him into a snail carrying his hometown, crawling forward bit by bit.

The audience on the side showed strange smiles on their faces. Each of them has experienced such a scene, but every time they see such a situation... they can't help but secretly smile.

But anyway, the crawling continued.

"Bruce, go on, go on! Come on, left hand, right hand, left hand, right hand..." Beside Bruce who was crawling, Coach Shula began to shout short slogans, and this rhythmic voice accompanied every movement of Bruce.

But no matter how hard he tried, the physical fatigue still gradually hit: "Uh, coach, it's a bit heavy!"

"Bruce! You promised me, do your best! Don't forget!"

"Hmm... I didn't forget! I'm crawling!"

Bruce, who originally planned to be lazy, had no chance to be lazy, so he could only continue to crawl forward helplessly. Zhu Weiyu on his body was like a stone sculpture, wobbly and unable to grasp the center of gravity, he had to be more careful.However, someone on the top is not restrained, such a posture like a dog with four legs facing the sky really makes people feel bad... Someone seems to be silently planning how to fix that poor coach in the future.

But the death crawl continues.

"Come on! Bruce!! Move! Move!! Don't stop!! Think to your right side, some right side!! Yes, that's it, keep moving forward!" Coach Shula's voice began to speed up the rhythm, which was tired and slow Bruce, who came down, barely increased his speed again.

Yes, he can still go on!

Those onlookers continued to laugh happily, watching the people they knew working hard there, while they were resting here, this feeling is really a word - cool!

Alas... a group of bad friends...

Regardless of those guys, Shura's voice became more urgent among the two who were training beside him, because Bruce...slowed down!
"Bruce! Why did you stop! Keep going!!"

"Isn't it here yet?"

"Don't worry about this, you promised me, you have to do your best!! Keep going!"

The coach ignored Bruce's already bloodshot and flushed face, and yelled while lying down, allowing him to get closer to Bruce.

"I... I didn't stop, I just took a break... I'm leaving! Don't rush, I'm leaving!" Bruce's speed dropped again, but he can't blame him, this kind of training is quite exhausting, What's more, there is a cheating guy on him... bastard, it's time to lose weight!
The onlookers gradually suppressed their smiles. They seemed to have seen something and stood up in twos and threes. The relaxed atmosphere gradually became dignified.

"Go, go! Left, right, left! Bruce, keep going!!"

"Coach... hasn't arrived yet?"

Bruce seemed to have reached the limit, his voice was full of exhaustion, but Coach Shula on the side ignored him: "Not yet! Keep going!! You said you would do your best! It's not yet!"

"I know... I know!"

Bruce kept going, crawling, his speed getting slower.

"Coach...I'm so tired!"

Shula is now almost crawling with Bruce, his head is close to Bruce's ear, and his voice is almost broken: "Bruce! I know you are tired, but you can still move forward! Don't give up easily! Do your best! Do your best!! Come on, it's not far, ten yards to go!"

"My hand seems to be burning!" Bruce wailed in pain, his body moved but didn't stop, he seemed to feel that once he stopped... then he would really stop.

"Come on! Come on! Hold on, there are still five yards!!"

Hearing the number of five yards, some energy seemed to regenerate in Bruce's almost exhausted body, and his speed actually increased slightly!The audience on the side stood there quietly one by one, the atmosphere of laughter before was gone, replaced by dull faces of everyone.

"Come on! Bruce! Almost there! Three yards to go!!"

Bruce's every step forward is suffering, and the amount of training is almost comparable to rolling back and forth among the mountains of knives in the eighteenth hell... Uh, it's an exaggeration, don't pay attention to these details.

But Bruce's pain is still understandable...

"Two yards left!! Come on Bruce!!"

Bruce's head had already entered a state of shutdown, he could only hear the word "two yards", and he continued to take a step forward.

"There's one more size! One more size!!!" Shula's voice was so high that it was distorted, but no one cared about it.

Finally, Bruce fell to the ground in pain, Zhu Weiyu bounced suddenly, and did not fall on him.The poor guy needs to rest now...a good rest.

Climbing on someone's back is not an easy task, let alone...

"I can't do it! I can't crawl anymore...I really can't do it!" Bruce took off the blindfold, exhausted and never wanted to move...not even a finger.

With tears in Shula's eyes, he lay on the ground, facing Bruce and said, "Do you know...how far have you crawled?"

"Fifty yards, is there fifty yards?" Bruce looked at Shura with hopeful eyes, hoping that he wouldn't get an answer that disappointed him.

And in fact?
"Look back..." Shula pointed behind someone, looking from a distance, the starting line was already at the other end, and he... came to this end of the field!
Bruce, climbed a hundred yards! !
Man, that's it.

Countless times, countless times I want to give up, I feel that I can't do it, but in fact?Nothing is wrong!As long as you don't know where the goal ahead is, as long as you don't have a complacent goal, miracles will naturally come!

"The potential is always unlimited... Promise me that you will try your best during the competition! Okay? Promise me!"

"...Okay, I promise you!"

(End of this chapter)