Time Travel: The 18th Line Star She is Not Simple

Zhang Zhenhai and Peng Junhao were so frightened when they saw Bai Feifei running towards them from afar.

They ran as fast as they could, but still couldn't outrun Bai Feifei. It seemed like God was going to kill them!

"What should we do?" Zhang Zhenhai asked with a headache.

Peng Junhao shook his head and said nothing. He didn't know what to do.

The two of them were already at the end of their strength and could not stop the lively Bai Feifei from using force on them.

Bai Feifei came up to them and was surprised to see that they looked so hopeless.

"What happen to you guys?"

"Who are you going to carry this time?" Zhang Zhenhai asked tentatively.

"Carry Zhenhai on your back. He has been carrying Yu Ting for a while and his physical strength has reached its limit." Peng Junhao said immediately.

I would rather die than let my friend die, and his reasons are legitimate, so it doesn't count as framing a friend.

No matter who comes, they have to praise him for being considerate of his friends.

"No, no, no, you should carry Junhao on your back. He is much weaker than me." Zhang Zhenhai quickly gave in. Good friends should consider each other. Peng Junhao, a weakling, needs help more than him.

Bai Feifei tilted her head and asked doubtfully, "Do you really want me to carry you on your back?"

Huang Yanxu looked like he was about to die just now. She thought that these grown men would not want a woman like her to carry them on her back. It turned out that only Huang Yanxu himself was unwilling to do so?

"You don't want to recite it?" His tone was complicated. He hoped it was true, but also afraid it wasn't true.

"Originally I just wanted to help you carry your backpacks, but if you want me to carry them, that's fine."

"No, no." Zhang Zhenhai and Peng Junhao quickly interrupted Bai Feifei, decisively took off all the backpacks on their bodies and handed them to Bai Feifei.

"Excuse me, we can run on our own."

Bai Feifei took the backpack and asked worriedly, "You really don't need me to carry it?"

Zhang Zhenhai and Peng Junhao didn't dare to say anything more, they immediately took steps to run forward, fearing that Bai Feifei would regret it the next moment. They didn't think that they, who were already exhausted, could resist Bai Feifei who was still full of energy.

Bai Feifei shrugged and followed them, keeping an eye on the time and their status. When she found that they were not in the right state, she helped them adjust their status in time.

Finally, the three of them reached the finish line at the last moment.

"Fei Fei, that's not fair, why don't you carry them?" Huang Yanxu protested.

They are all male guests, why is he the only one who is embarrassed? Doesn’t his face count as a face?

"If I don't carry you, can you run here by yourself in such a short time?" Bai Feifei glanced at him sideways and didn't bother to pay attention to him. Doesn't he have any idea about his own physical fitness?

"I..." Huang Yanxu was speechless.

He wanted to say that he could, but he couldn't say it. He frowned in confusion, thinking that he should make an excuse, otherwise he would lose face.

But with so many discerning people here, it seems like there's no point in quibbling.

Just when he was about to go into schizophrenia due to his confusion, Zhang Zhenhai put his arm around his shoulders and said in a friendly manner, "Thanks to you for sacrificing your image, we were spared the punishment of doing 20 push-ups. Thank you, brother."

"Thanks, brother. You are a good man!" Peng Junhao also put his arm around his shoulders and expressed his gratitude sincerely.

Yu Ting and Hu Miaomiao also gave Huang Yanxu a thumbs up.

"Thank you for carrying our backpacks just now. Without you, we wouldn't have been able to complete the mission on time."

"Xu Xu is amazing. He can run so far with a backpack weighing more than 40 kg."

"Many people can't run this far without any equipment."

"Xu Xu is great!"

Huang Yanxu gradually lost himself in everyone's praises and foolishly accepted the fact that Bai Feifei carried him back. He no longer remembered whether it was embarrassing or not. He just felt that he was incredibly strong now.

Because we trained hard in the morning, there was no physical training in the afternoon. Instructor Liu led everyone to play games for the whole afternoon.

The happiest person was Hu Miaomiao. She sincerely hoped that the following training would be as relaxing and funny as playing games. She had been crying for three days and didn't want to cry anymore.

Maybe God heard her wish and made it come true.

In the next two days, they visited the artillery battalion and learned how to fire cannons, how to maintain cannons, how to camouflage and lurk, etc. These were basically brain-stimulating projects.

Hu Miaomiao has a sharp mind and these projects are as easy as playing to her.

Huang Yanxu is not so good. His memory is really bad, and being punished is a common occurrence for him.

Later on, he took the initiative to do push-ups as punishment without Instructor Liu saying anything.

His biggest gain from recording this program is that he went from being able to do only 20 push-ups at the beginning to being able to do 100 push-ups without batting an eyelid.

Huang Yanxu looked at his bulging biceps, feeling proud and confident.

"Feifei, look at my muscles, aren't they impressive?"

Bai Feifei nodded perfunctorily, "Great."

"I tell you, if we arm wrestle now, you definitely won't be able to beat me." Huang Yanxu looked at everyone provocatively.

"I believe that Hu Miaomiao and Yu Ting can't beat you, but are you sure about the three of us?" Bai Feifei raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"Come on, I'll teach you how to behave." Peng Junhao directly invited the fight.

Huang Yanxu was not the only one who was punished these days. He was also punished a lot. His biceps were no smaller than Huang Yanxu's, but he was just too lazy to show off.

"Come just come, whoever is afraid of whom!"

Huang Yanxu was full of confidence. He immediately brought a stool, bent his elbows and placed them on the stool, making an arm-wrestling gesture.

Peng Junhao held his hand without saying a word and accepted the challenge.

Zhang Zhenhai was about to shout "start" when he was suddenly interrupted by Huang Yanxu.

"Wait a minute, let's make a bet. Who do you want to bet on winning?"

"Peng Junhao!" They said in unison without hesitation.

Huang Yanxu's confident smile broke and he looked at everyone in disbelief. Where was the comradeship they had promised?

He turned around and looked at Bai Feifei aggrievedly.

Bai Feifei's smile faded and she coughed lightly, "I think Huang Yanxu's performance during this period is very good, he will definitely win."

Forget it, he looks so pitiful, just treat it as coaxing a child.

Huang Yanxu saw Bai Feifei change her tune and support him, and he smiled brightly again, lowered his head and urged, "Hurry up and start."

As Zhang Zhenhai shouted, Huang Yanxu and Peng Junhao exerted their strength at the same time. At the beginning, both of them were evenly matched, and their fists were fixed in the middle position without moving.

Slowly, the fist began to fall towards Peng Junhao. Huang Yanxu used all his strength, veins bulged, but still couldn't pull it back.

With an effort from Peng Junhao, his fist slammed hard on the stool.

Huang Yanxu looked at his hands with tears in his eyes, doubting his life.

Bai Feifei suppressed her laughter, patted his shoulder gently, and consoled him: "It's okay, you've made great progress, it's just that he's stronger. Don't always think about comparing yourself with others, compare yourself with your past. Think about when you first came here, have you made great progress?"

"When you comfort me, could you please not smile so gloatingly?" Huang Yanxu was speechless. Couldn't you be a little sincere?

Is he so pitiful that he doesn't even deserve some sincere comfort?