Falling for bad girl

People's physical strength is limited, but the potential is also infinite. Seeing he fan running past me again and again, and then slowly widening the distance between them, I feel that I can't run because they are all human beings with two legs. Why can't I run.

But I know that if I started chasing he fan as if I were a fool, I would surely be dragged to death, and I would not be able to finish the 100 laps. What I have to do now is to adjust my mentality, think about the method given by the teacher when I was running, and I can breathe even. Don't mention, I came here smoothly and ran five more laps It's already 15 laps, which is more than the longest 5000 meters I've ever run. My physical strength is obviously not enough, and I'm all wet. It happens that the military training personnel are resting. Many people look here from a distance. Although they don't point out, they feel very uncomfortable.

However, my biggest worry now is not the problem of face, but my wrong estimation of my own strength. I don't have the concept of 100 laps at all. In my eyes, 20 laps are actually the same as 100 laps, because I haven't run before. When I run to 20 laps, I feel like my legs are filled with lead, and the breath in my throat is also hot and painful The most important thing is to stop, lie on the ground, have a good sleep, don't want to do anything, go to the fuckin 'Party school, go to the fuckin' military training, I'll quit!

As soon as this idea came out, it was like weeds. It began to rise in my head, and it could not be contained at all. If I ran by myself this time, I would not be able to cross the ridge. But after he fan ran past me, he said to me lightly: "run with me."

He fan's speed has slowed down, which is almost the same as mine. With him leading the way, I feel much more relaxed. The reason why people can't keep going is that there is no hope. I have a leader here, and I have some confidence to continue to run forward.

At that time, I was really running dizzy, and my brain was in chaos, and there was tinnitus. At this time, I really couldn't run. I estimated that it should be about 50 laps at that time. I had been running for nearly two hours. I was panting and could hardly speak. It was easy to force out a sentence: "run, I can't run..."

He fan was also very tired at this time. He gasped in front of him and said, "then you can roll up Roll your bedding and go back. "

I heard he fan say so, all over a shiver, yes, if I can't hold on to it, I'll roll back with my bedding, and think about what I've suffered before. What is it now?! Most of the time, it's not that we can't do it, but we forget our goal too early.

Later, I was numb to run. I stepped on my legs mechanically and ran forward. I wanted to stop. But I thought about the things I had experienced before. How many years did I have such a chance to get ahead of others? How could I give up like this? How could I tell others about it? I didn't have any chance to If I lose this opportunity, I will never have the opportunity to communicate with those people equally, regardless of whether it is carp leaping over the dragon's gate or a toad trying to eat swan meat. The process is extremely hard. I thought, if I can't hold on to 100 laps, what face will I take to pursue long legs and what opportunities will I have in prison? Well sent you to study, you were directly sent back, I am a man, how to live in this world?

Sometimes, it's not that we can't do it, we just think we can't!

One circle after another, I bit he fan's back. In my ears, there was only my own heartbeat and the panting sound like a bellows. I don't know how long I have run. My strength has been drained away. Now what supports me to run is the resentment in my heart. He fan in front of me suddenly stops slowly. I think it's like he fan's shadow He stopped, and I stopped. Suddenly, he fan seemed to have trapped me for several laps before, and I had not finished running.

I did not stop, directly around he fan run forward, the instructor did not know where to drill out, said to me: "enough, come here." I didn't want to hear it, but he fan stopped to hold me and gasped, "I ran five more laps."

As soon as I heard this, the string in my head broke directly. I was so soft that I collapsed on the ground and didn't want to move. I ran a hundred laps.

The instructor said in front of us: "very interesting." Then he left. He fan, like me, was lying on his back on the playground, panting for breath. Now I really have no strength to move my fingers. After a long time, the sky was dark and I felt cold, so I squeezed out a sentence from my teeth: "he fan Thank you

He fan's voice is still so cold, said: "thank me for what, you are really the most persevering person I've ever met. I haven't run before, but I've survived."

I gave a bitter smile and said: "if it wasn't for you, I would have given up, what perseverance, I have nothing. If I don't work harder, it's not, it's not waiting for death."

He fan seems to be very touched by my words. He took a deep breath and said, "yes, I don't work hard. I'm waiting for death."

Before we finished running, the military training was over, so now we are left on the playground. I am all sour and soft. In fact, there is another thing that I didn't notice when I ran just now. Now that the run is over, the injured part of my lower leg has begun to hurt fiercely, just like a knife in it.Finally, he fan drove me back to the dormitory. When I got to the dormitory, I didn't do anything. I crawled onto the bed and slept under the quilt.

In the next few days, I didn't feel tired and didn't want to move. However, I went to the old man's class in the morning and military training in the afternoon. Both the instructor and the old man didn't embarrass me and he fan. At first, the instructor saw that my leg was lame, and I felt that I was not a man. When I knew that I was running the 100 laps, the injury was not good, and the instructor's eyes all changed.

After these days of contact, I and those people in my class are in good condition. Although it is not a deep acquaintance, it is at least a matter of meeting and talking. In the future, I find someone to do business and know who to look for to give gifts. The relationship in the officialdom is like this. It doesn't say who is friends with whom. It's just a way to know more people.

He fan and I had a strong relationship. Later, we talked a lot. I knew that he was also a child of a poor family. He climbed to his present position. They had similar experiences and suffered from common difficulties. Therefore, they became friends. It is worth mentioning that the second generation of officials in our dormitory is actually from the national development and Reform Commission. His name is Chen Chong. He was not a big bird before, but he was not a big bird before When I got familiar with it, I found that he was a good man. At least he was much better than Zhang Mao's family. In a twinkling of an eye, it was only a little over half of the time when he was in class in less than three weeks.

Chen Chong asked us to go to the bar for a drink. Anyway, we were free. The four students in the dormitory went out together. However, when I was about to leave, I received a phone call from Miao Miao. She asked me: "Stinky donkey, go shopping with me on the weekend."

I was embarrassed and said, "our dormitory said to go to the bar to drink together..."

Miao Miao heard this and said, "OK, OK, wait for me at the door. I'll be there in a minute."

Then he hung up the phone. After the phone hung up, I said to Chen Chong, "a friend of mine, I heard that we were going to a bar and wanted to go with us. I don't know if Fang is convenient."

Chen Chong said: "of course it doesn't matter, more people are busy." The Mao family asked me with a smile, "what friend, which department."

I didn't get in touch with him. I just laughed and didn't speak. Four people arrived at the door in a short time. After waiting for about ten minutes, Zhang maojia was impatient. Although he was laughing, his words were not pleasant to hear. He said, "ha ha, I don't know what kind of friend it is. The brand is very big. It makes people wait for such a long time. This is really not true."

He said this with a smile to Chen Chong. Although Chen Chong was a little arrogant at the beginning of contact, he was really familiar. Later, he told he fan and I that he was embarrassed that we were late that day, but he didn't take the initiative to talk to others, so he didn't tell us about class that day. Naturally, the second generation of officials were arrogant and thought that others would chat up with him first no ground for blame. After listening to Zhang maojia's words, Chen Chong frowned and said, "if you don't want to wait, you can go to the bar first, and we'll be there in a moment."

Chen Chong didn't have a lot of cold about this Mao family. You can see that this person's account is too clear, but who can come here is not the best. So this Mao family is the kind of person who has a good relationship with everyone in our class, but in fact, no one else likes to see him.