Intangible spiritual power is released in everyone.

The weight exerted on each person's body is also different depending on their physical fitness.

Even Zhang Yanxue and the others are no better than ordinary people now.

"99.9!"

Everyone who heard the sound collectively did a push-up and waited for the next one.

At the same time, they shouted in unison: "99.9!"

The person shouting with the loudspeaker was not Xiaobao, but Xia Wanyue.

As for the meaning of Xiaotuanzi, she is really used to it after being lectured countless times.

Being pressured from within is already very uncomfortable, but having to listen and do it is even more tiring.

The punishment this time was very light, very light, just a hundred push-ups.

Well, a hundred, it seems like it will never reach a hundred.

"36!"

"36..."

Everyone is doing this, and their hearts are gradually filled with despair.

Devil? When can we reach one hundred?

Xia Wanyue, holding the trumpet, finally understood at this moment why Xiaotuanzi liked to tease herself so much.

This feeling is really so fascinating.
Chapter completed!