The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 162: Hard Training Pays Off

Wang Miaomiao sat beside the field, watching intently and listening closely, observing the young girls on the field.

Watching the group of girls running unsteadily, swaying from side to side, some already being helped by their friends, yet still persisting with heavy steps, not giving up as they move forward.

A wave of heat surged inside Wang Miaomiao, and the pain throughout her body seemed less unbearable.

On the track, the girls who had finished running gathered around to cheer for the last girl until she crossed the finish line, causing everyone to cheer joyously.

Zhu Dalong glanced at his watch; it was already past two in the morning. A whistle sounded, and without needing a reminder, the girls gathered around and lined up.

Because many hadn’t recovered yet, the line-up was crooked, and everyone’s posture was inadequate. Zhu Dalong frowned slightly but didn’t say much, "Everyone, dismiss, go back to the dorm and sleep."

On the first day, their performance was already quite good, so don’t be too harsh. After all... a dull knife cuts meat; it can be done slowly.

Lying down in bed again, Wang Miaomiao closed her eyes and fell asleep, dreamless through the night, even snoring like a little pig, sleeping soundly.

At six in the morning, the sound of the bugle for waking up sounded. Wang Miaomiao lay in bed, her mind slowly clearing, yet her body refused to obey, aching intensely.

She wanted to stay in bed, but unfortunately, she couldn’t.

"Get up, hurry up, we need to gather at the canteen by 6:15 for breakfast. If you’re late, there will be no food; hurry up..." Wang Cuihua dutifully reminded everyone.

"Ah... I can’t get up, oh... it hurts too much." Xue Yunyun’s eyes filled with tears, it’s rare for her not to be stubborn.

Sleeping above her, Luan Qian got up without saying a word and pulled her up, causing Xue Yunyun to scream repeatedly, "Ah, ah, it hurts, cousin... it hurts..."

"Sister Miaomiao, do you want me to give you a hand?"

Wang Miaomiao looked at Cheng Xue standing at the head of her bed, showing a slight bitter smile and reaching out her hands, "Then I’ll trouble Xiao Xue."

Seeing Wang Miaomiao’s pitiable look, Cheng Xue immediately felt a heavy sense of responsibility and was happy to take care of Wang Miaomiao. She began pondering how she could reduce her pain, "I’ll give you a massage later."

Just that one time made Wang Miaomiao feel an unprecedented soreness, a painful moan stuck in her throat, and sweat started to appear on her back.

"How do you feel, is it very uncomfortable?" Cheng Xue worriedly frowned slightly.

"It’s okay. You don’t need to worry about me, go check on Hui Lan." Wang Miaomiao felt a bit embarrassed needing someone so much younger to care for her, sigh...

"Cousin is much stronger than you..." Cheng Xue’s blunt words hit Wang Miaomiao right in the heart.

Seeing Wang Miaomiao managing on her own, she turned to ask Jiang Huilan on the nearby bed, "Cousin, are you okay?"

"I’m fine, just take care of Miao Miao." Jiang Huilan, after all, came from a military district family. Although she appears weak and fragile, growing up in the military district’s affiliated schools made her far more adept than Wang Miaomiao in physical conditioning.

She ran in the middle of the group yesterday, although it was slightly strenuous, she completed the task without help.

Seeing this, Wang Miaomiao quickly composed herself despite the discomfort and cheered herself on... Wang Miaomiao, you can do it!

Rushing, she managed to have breakfast in the military camp’s canteen on time. Upholding the spirit of endurance and hardship from the seventies, the food was understandable. Compared to the average household meal, the military camp’s meals were quite decent, at least enough to fill you up.

Were it not for the daily extensive training, she estimated if she ate here for three months without exercising, she’d definitely gain a round of weight. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

After breakfast, a new day of formal training began, from grooming and posture, to standing, sitting, and marching. It was dull and demanding. Moreover, it was already July, unbearably hot...

After half a day, Wang Miaomiao felt drenched in sweat and severely dehydrated, nearly turning into a robot.

After lunch, there was some time for a midday rest. Cheng Xue used this time to give Wang Miaomiao a full body massage.

The other dorm mates saw this and began to massage each other, mutual benefits.

Massages inevitably made some satisfying sounds, attracting people from other dormitories to come and see.

Then, imitating it, for a while, a massage trend swept through the entire new soldiers’ dormitory and lasted for three months.

The afternoon classes were also tightly scheduled, these newcomers had too much to learn. Thankfully, Zhu Dalong didn’t crazily make them run 8,000 meters again.

Wang Miaomiao guessed that that night, Zhu Dalong did it on purpose to give these newcomers a stern warning.

To be honest, even though she was required to run twenty laps, there wasn’t a time limit for completion. In the end, those lagging behind mostly completed the task being half dragged half carried by their comrades.

As the saying went at the start, even crawling, they had to finish twenty laps.

Of course, they didn’t crawl, but it was more like a turtle moving.

New soldier’s physical training included a 3,000-meter run in 15 minutes. Wang Miaomiao started off taking over half an hour but steadily improved until she finally met the standard after a month.

Push-ups, sit-ups, squats, frog jumps, single and parallel bars, 400-meter obstacle training, grappling, combat, firearms, etc... With time passing, she gradually became proficient in more and more projects.

It was a completely new experience, achieving tasks increasingly easily and even skillfully. She found pleasure in it, surpassing her limits, challenging herself, and forging ahead.

Every new record she set for herself brought immense satisfaction, with a small sense of pride rising inside her.

In just a month, the people in Dormitory 108 had learned more about each other.

Although they didn’t get along smoothly at first, the heavy and demanding training left no time for conflicts. Over this month, they interacted quite harmoniously.

Wang Cuihua evidently loved being a leader, giving orders, but also taking great care of her dorm mates, living up to her role as the class monitor.

Luan Qian appeared cold but was outwardly cold and inwardly warm, a cute personality.

Xue Yunyun was the most delicate person in the dorm, yet the one who complained about pain and exhaustion never gave up or slacked off in training.

Jiang Huilan lived up to her name, which symbolizes grace and virtue. Although she appeared easily swayed, and seemed weak, in training she was never ambiguous, never the one to fall behind.

Cheng Xue found herself thriving here, energetic and vital every day, always among the fastest and best at completing any training.

And Wang Miaomiao herself... in others’ eyes, she was also someone who wouldn’t admit defeat, never complained about hardship despite pain and fatigue, gradually improving bit by bit from being the one lagging behind.