The Prodigal Son Reborn

"157!"

"158!"

"159!"

"..."

The instructor shouted loudly while walking around Xia Mo, his eyes were full of undisguised contempt.

"Hurry up! Just over 100 push-ups?! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Xia Mo clenched his teeth, every time he leaned over, his whole body was sore.Well, he always thought that he could do 200+ at any rate, and 200 would be very difficult under this situation.

In his previous life, he still despised Song Xiu. He felt that Song Xiu asked Laurent to do push-ups on his behalf. Now he also wants to be a spineless person, but it's a pity that no one is willing to replace him!

As long as he thought of Randall watching him from below, he was so regretful that he wanted to punch a hole in it!What's the matter? On the first day of school, he was already ashamed, okay? !

Ah ah ah ah ah!He is going crazy!

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under the stands.

More than 5000 freshmen lined up with different expressions.

Some people thought to themselves that these two people really embarrassed Bata.

Some people think that Bata is indeed the most organized and undisciplined group.

Some people think that these two people are just wasting everyone's time, especially that short guy, as Bata, he can even do [-] push-ups so strenuously!

Randall, who was standing at the head of the queue with his head held high, had no emotion on his face, but his eyes slowly drifted to Lance who was in the phalanx next door.

Lance frowned at him, and mouthed: "The one who ran away is Xia Moye."

Randall looked away indifferently.

Seeing this, Lance looked away reluctantly, looking at Mo Xia who was doing the 198th push-up extremely hard on the stage, he really felt a bit horrible.Even if Bata's physical fitness is not as good as Alpha's, it's not so bad, right? Can he do 190 push-ups?Hey, can he say that this person named Xia Mo is simply weak?

"211!"

"212!"

"21...you! Move quickly! Don't pretend to be dead!"

The instructor stomped his feet fiercely, and the strong leather boots kicked up a burst of dust.

Xia Mo was choked to death, but he was really dying, really dying.

The instructor was very angry, "Quick! Get up! I've never seen such a useless Bata like you! Don't embarrass Bata!"

Song Xiu on the side heard this, and his tired face suddenly glowed. Although his arms were already a little sore, he would not embarrass Bata, at least 800 were needed to let the adults take over from him!

Xia Mo was lying on the hard stone slab, looking sideways at the instructor with a ferocious expression above him, his peripheral vision drifted past Song Xiu who was struggling next to him, and suddenly he thought about it.

The delicate facial features huddled together, sweat dripped down the tip of the chin, "I am, I really can't do it anymore. Can I do the rest tomorrow?"

"You dare to negotiate conditions with me?!" The instructor was furious, "If you can't do it, pack up your things and go home! Don't appear in my sight again!"

At the end of Xia, he tried his best to ignore the spittle that splashed on his face, and begged for mercy, "I really can't do it anymore, you can see that my arms are starting to cramp, so you can't be accommodating..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Since you can't do it, pack your things now..."

"Report to the instructor! Can I do the rest for him?"

The instructor's outcry came to an abrupt end, and when he turned around suddenly, the speaker turned out to be a student majoring in military command—the eldest prince Randall!