The instructor didn't have any opinions, but they … didn't dare to say anything. Every time the instructor, who looked easy to bully, glanced at them coldly …
F * ck! Did you feel like your head was being chopped off?
Did you feel your whole body trembling in fear?
Did you feel afraid to look at her in the eyes?!
Yes, all of them!
They really wanted to rest, but they were scared and didn't dare to say it out loud.
What a mistake!
They thought the instructor was easy to talk to, but the reality was cruel. They didn't even have a place to cry.
It wasn't that they hadn't thought of resisting, but every time they made eye contact with her, the cold and calm look in her eyes would make them cower instantly. The courage that they had gathered with great difficulty was like a balloon being pricked by a needle, and it was gone!
The training started at ten o 'clock. It started with standing at attention and a short rest. It ended with the marching and kicking. All the students in the class were red in the face and sweating profusely. They didn't even have time to catch their breath. They trained until eleven thirty.
Just when they thought the training would end at twelve o 'clock, the cold-looking instructor called out the names of several students after standing at attention.
"Wang Haibo, step forward! Peng Ye, step forward! Xie Han, step forward! Huang Pengyu, step forward! Ouyang Xiaoya, step forward! Su Yi, step forward … The rest of you, take a ten-minute break. "
A string of names came out from Ye Chien's mouth. A total of eight freshmen obediently stepped forward. The eight of them who had trained for an hour became Ye Chien's first batch of targets.
The freshmen who finally got a ten-minute break felt like they had just walked back from the execution ground. They were so tired that they sat under the tree and didn't want to get up.
Who said the female instructor wasn't strict? Who said the female instructor looked easy to talk to?
Wrong, wrong, wrong, very wrong!
The eight people who turned left were always half a beat slower than the others. Ye Jian directly "pulled" them out and made them stand at the front to pass the test. After two rounds, Ye Jian said to a boy, "Wang Haibo, use your left foot, use your right foot, use your right foot, use your left hand …"
That's right, she met a boy who had the same hands and feet.
His left leg and right leg moved at the same time. She noticed the problem from the time they practiced marching. There was no change even after half an hour of observation. He didn't seem to notice it himself … Ye Chien had to pull him out alone.
The main reason for having the same hands and feet was that the body was uncoordinated. After intensive training, it would be straightened.
The other students in the class did not notice Wang Haibo's movements. Ye Chien did not train Wang Haibo in front of the other students. Instead, he led Wang Haibo a little further away before saying, "I'll count to one, two, one. Follow my movements and pay attention to your steps and movements. See if there are any problems."
Wang Haibo was sweating profusely as he was dragged out by Ye Chien. He was very nervous. When he heard what Ye Chien said, he didn't even have time to guess what was going on. He just nodded and said, "Understood!"
"Listen to the command! One, two, one! One, two, one! One, two, stop! Have you found your problem yet? " Ye Chien, who was walking a few steps ahead, stopped and turned around to look at the boy who hadn't finished yet. "Lower your head and look at your own movements, then look at mine …"
The boy lowered his head to take a look, then looked up at Ye Chien's actions. He finally realized where his problem lay. His face turned red, and he quickly adjusted himself.
"Keep your right leg still, withdraw your right hand, and use your left hand." Ye Chien was very patient as he corrected the boy. The boy was anxious and embarrassed, and it made it even harder for him to move freely.
"Don't panic. Think about using your right leg, your left leg, your left leg, your right hand. You can slow down."
If the first set of mistakes was wrong, do it again. If the second set of mistakes was wrong, do it again. The break was only ten minutes. Ye Chien did not expect him to straighten out immediately, but the boy at least began to pay attention to his own movements.
As Ye Chien instructed the boy on how to coordinate his movements, the students resting over there began to feel restless. They had only trained for an hour and a half, and they felt like they had been crippled. There were still nine days of training left. If they didn't think of a way to endure it, how could they endure it?
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