Vol 2 Chapter 1855:

When Li Zexuan returned to the school, the soldiers in the Wu-shaped camp were doing arm strength training, that is, push-ups and pull-ups.
Today, soldiers are all accustomed to these two arm strength training methods, and the training standard has gradually increased from 100 push-ups per soldier and 15 pull-ups to the current one hundred per soldier. Fifty push-ups and twenty-five pull-ups directly increase the training volume by 50%!
Everyone’s physical potential is unlimited. With constant pressure, the potential will gradually increase, but the rate of increase is non-linear. Generally, the rate of increase at the beginning is faster, and the more it increases later. slow!
Therefore, in the early stage of training, it is very necessary to increase the training volume for the soldiers in a timely and reasonable manner according to the training situation of the soldiers!
"... Seventy-eight, seventy-nine, eighty, eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-eight..."
Li Zexuan walked on the edge of the Wu Zi camp training ground, listening to the counting sound one after another in his ear, suddenly, he heard a particularly discordant voice, could not help but stop, and saw the one beside him who was counting The big man, Li Zexuan suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, stepped forward and kicked the big man's leg, and shouted angrily:
"Is it eighty-eight after eighty-two? Wang Rong, your special mother can't read numbers?"
This big man is Wang Rong, the leader of the Wuzi Battalion 1 team, and the former Ding Dali who assisted Zhang Kangnian in instigating the mutiny of the soldiers is his soldier! At this time, he was supervising his soldiers doing push-ups and helping with counting.
Since the incident happened, Wang Rong feels that he is sorry for Li Zexuan. In his opinion, Li Zexuan is a great kindness to his hometown, but his soldiers have actually done this kind of thing. Although he did not personally participate, he has the responsibility of being lax!
Wang Rong has always been guilty of Li Zexuan in his heart. Recently, under his supervision and urging, his team’s soldier training has been quite hard, and his own training has never failed, and he has set himself The training volume is twice that of ordinary soldiers!
However, Wang Rong is an out-and-out vulgar person, let alone go to school, he hasn't even known a big character in his entire life, let alone a numeracy. He has no problem with a few single digits, but once the number is large, this guy counts and he doesn't know where to count!
Li Zexuan was an engineering nerd in his previous life. After he traveled to the Tang Dynasty, he "started up" as a math teacher. As a mathematics teacher, there were people around him who could not count. How could he bear it?
"Hey! Join the army! You are here!"
He was kicked inexplicably, but Wang Rong was not angry at all, because the person who kicked him was Li Zexuan. This guy scratched his head, and smiled embarrassedly at Li Zexuan: "Um...that I really don't know how to count. It's okay to count less. If you count more, please... Please forgive me if you join the army...
This guy said it was a high-sounding man, and the soldiers of the Wu-shaped battalion 1 team next to him all bowed their heads and forced a smile.
Li Zexuan rolled his eyes, and said helplessly: "If you don't know the number, count them separately, one hundred and fifty, three times, and count fifty each time! Otherwise, if you count like you, eight out of ten, you will know how to count. Wrong number!"
When Wang Rong heard this, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but be excited: "Divided into three times? Huh? This is a good method! Joining the army is worthy of Wenquxing Xingfan!"
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