Arica, outskirts of San Francisco, a certain training base.
Sheng Sheng looked up at Chao Lu. He knew that this person would never soften his heart because of his pleading or whining. The little guy snorted, not bothering to argue with him. Today, dad and mom would co to see him, but that didn’t an he could skip the pre-breakfast appetizer: a ten-kiloter run.
Sheng Sheng’s long eyelashes fluttered slightly, trying hard to conceal his emotions. He gritted his teeth—it’s no big deal, just run. Just like Chao Lu said: boys should squeeze out greatness from a young age. Without a strong physique, all other tricks are empty talk. He didn’t mind building a foundation from a young age. In fact, back ho, dad would also tell him that n should exercise in the morning. Occasionally, he would join his dad for morning workouts.
Ah, dad is so good to himself, running just one kiloter is enough.
Now he has to run 10 kiloters! Biting his lip, Sheng Sheng looked ahead. A seventeen-year-old senior brother caught up to him, teasing him mischievously, "Sheng Sheng, can’t run anymore? If you can’t run, take a break. I won’t tell on you."
Sheng Sheng gritted his teeth: "I can run."
But so envious of senior brother, why is he fully equipped, carrying 40 kilograms, and still running so effortlessly?
Senior brother didn’t miss Sheng Sheng’s envious look, the charmingly evil youth raised an eyebrow, "Do you know how many years I’ve been running?"
Sheng Sheng guessed a possibility: "Since you were a child until now?"
Increasingly feeling hopeless.
"Smart, I’ve been running every morning since I can rember. You’re only five years old, slowly get used to it, little brother, don’t be nervous. In two years, you should be running 5 kiloters with 10 kilograms, then in two more years, 10 kiloters with 15 kilograms; keep waiting for two more years, 15 kiloters with 20 kilograms... Physical training is about gradually increasing."
Sheng Sheng complained: "Why did you tell this?" Instantly feeling worse.
"Haha, because I like seeing your worried look."
"I’m not worried." Sheng Sheng glared at him, pondered, and curiously asked: "So what have you been learning from childhood?"
This senior brother is super impressive, always laughing and joking around, giving a harmless impression, but he’s definitely not a good person. When he first arrived, for about a month, he was teased like a little mouse, and his resentnt remains deep even now.
"What have I learned? Sheng Sheng, do you particularly want to know?"
Of course, why else would I ask you, do you think I really like chatting? Sheng Sheng complained inwardly.
"I can tell you, but only if you agree to one thing."
Knew you weren’t that kind-hearted, definitely want to call you senior brother. I won’t call you that, Sheng Sheng silently thought, "Forget it, even if you don’t say, I know what I need to learn."
Senior brother: "..." Bad kid, is it so hard to call senior brother?
Sheng Sheng buried his head and continued to run. In fact, the ntor already told him that the training here is like a level-clearing ga. Only by passing one level can he learn the subjects he is interested in at the next level, adopting the 3 1 model.
Each stage is a 3 1 model: three compulsory courses, one elective course.
And each stage is more difficult than the previous one, gaining more.
However, he also heard that this senior brother, oh, not only is he skilled in martial arts but also proficient in eight languages, has super strong psychological resilience, cars, helicopters, fighter jets, various ships, there’s nothing he can’t operate;
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