Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Chapter 527 Brothers and sisters are united in purpose and can accomplish anything!

Xu Weiwei and Li Yan's group ranked third from the bottom. At first glance, they adopted the same tactics as Su Mang's group. Xu Weiwei, who was physically weaker, was the first runner.

Standing outside the starting line, Xu Weiwei took a horse stance, stretched out her arms to the back, and called out, "Brother, come on! It's time for your sister to fulfill her filial duty!"

Kane was speechless and lay on his sister's back in silence.

When the whistle sounded, Xu Weiwei ran out without hesitation. She knew that wasting even a second would be a waste of energy.

Selvie is a complete loser in sports, and all the students know this, including the instructor. No one has high expectations for the results of this group.

Other girls who were stronger than her couldn't finish it. How could Selvie, who was always at the end, cope with it? Her partner Li Yan was useless.

I was looking over here purely out of curiosity, just to watch the fun and see how this group would make a fool of themselves.

But to everyone's surprise, Selvie didn't stumble, she ran! And she ran steadily and fast!

Those who were training forgot their movements, and those waiting for the next round forgot to practice. They all stared at Selvie's performance with wide eyes. Their level of surprise was no less than seeing a disabled person who had been in a wheelchair for many years participate in the 100-meter hurdles.

"I go!!!"

"She, how could she...!"

"How can it be!?"

"I must be dreaming..." Someone rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

“Why on earth is this…”

Although Xu Weiwei was tall, she was very thin. Her broad shoulders and strong waist almost covered her entire body, leaving only her two legs, which looked like chopsticks in comparison.

Even though her weight was totally unbalanced, she ran very steadily. Her stride was even, and her speed was the fastest among all the groups that finished earlier!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the door. The bald instructor soon found the key to the problem - it was the posture.

The other "injured" soldiers were very dutiful, cooperating when asked, and acting like people without any sense of autonomy. They would not do anything beyond their duties. It all depended on how the people below exerted their efforts.

As for Kane, he hung himself on Xu Weiwei. His hands were fixed on his neck and his thighs were locked around his waist. Like a tactical backpack, he didn't move at all no matter how hard he shook.

Xu Weiwei didn't even need to use any strength with her hands, they were completely free, and she could even swing her arms slightly to control her body balance.

The reason why the people in front of them struggled so much, and some even failed to complete the first leg, was because the force was applied to a single weak part. Their arms were too thin and their muscles were not strong enough, but they still bore most of the weight. Unable to bear the load, the person on their backs naturally slipped off.

But who is Kane? He is my brother! He is a sister-con! He is also an outstanding student in the first class of the combat command department! The elite among the elites!

How could I not think of a way to help my sister?

Brothers and sisters don't need to consider avoiding suspicion. The more firmly they stick together, the less friction there is, and the less effort the person bearing the weight will have to put in. At least it's half as easy as it would be for other people.

Xu Weiwei was like a little rabbit carrying a big turtle on its back, hopping around and running back and forth without looking clumsy at all.

The moment she crossed the finish line, she stood on tiptoe, raised her hands, and held her chin high, as proud as a victorious athlete.

Before Kane could even laugh, he felt dizzy and was carried on Li Yan's shoulders like a sack. Then there was a jolt.

"Ah!" He couldn't help but scream out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Is it hitting your stomach? Please bear with it for a moment. I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"..." Just be a little more embarrassed and change your posture a little!

Li Yan said sorry, but there was no intention of stopping.

Kane had no choice but to adjust himself carefully and arch his back to avoid being hit by the shoulder blade again.

The last baton was no surprise either. The difference from Su Mang and the others was that the heavier upper body was carried by Li Yan, who had just finished a strenuous exercise.

When it was finally completed, the two men didn't even have time to help Kane up. They just put him on the ground, celebrated enthusiastically, and hugged each other.

Kane: ... Never mind. At least you put it on the ground instead of throwing it down. My sister still cares about me.

Those who had been paying attention to their results were silent for a long time, unable to speak, especially those who had failed and were being punished.

They were not as good as the girls and were the weakest girls in the class, which really hurt their self-esteem.

"Goddess... you performed well today..."

"Yeah, haha... Unfortunately I stayed up late last night and I'm not in the right mood today."

"I bumped my head against the table leg this morning and got paronychia. If not... Oh!"

"In fact, I think Li Yan plays a very important role. She is the key."

"Forget it, admit it, we are not good at this or that."

Suddenly, a venomous remark from a bad friend made the air quiet. What was annoying was that someone else was playing music next to me.

"What kind of man am I~What kind of man am I~~~"

"Shut up!!!"

After the celebration, Xu Weiwei and Li Yan waited for the instructor to announce the results. When the people in front passed, the instructor would say "passed!" and the time it took.

But this time, he looked at them with a strange look, hesitantly: "You..."

The two of them felt a little nervous. Could there be something wrong?

"You guys are quite good at taking shortcuts. Who came up with this idea?"

Kane patted his butt, walked forward, raised his hand leisurely and said: "Me."

"It's just a small experience. You asked us to play the wounded, but there's no rule that they have to be in a coma."

The instructor felt complicated: There is no rule that the wounded must completely lose their consciousness, but since you can cooperate like this, it is hard to imagine where this wounded person was injured...

In the end, he chose to turn a blind eye and wrote down: "0104, 0101, excellent result, time is one minute and fifty-four seconds."

In fact, the most important thing about this test is not the result, but the running-in of students from two majors. Seeing each other's embarrassing side is the best way to eliminate the sense of alienation and narrow the distance.

Brother and sister are a group, but he was careless. Next time, we must separate them.

The instructor thought to himself.

Xu Weiwei felt relieved and clenched her fist excitedly: "Yes!"

"Hahahaha! Bro! That's great! Thanks for having you!"

This was the first time that Xu Weiwei achieved such good results in a practical training class, and even the first time that she completed the training goal in a strict sense.

She was so happy that she threw herself on Kane and acted like a spoiled child, completely revealing her little girl side.

Kane enjoyed it so much that his mouth was almost crooked with laughter. You know, his sister has seldom been so close to him since she grew up.

The two of them looked so affectionate that everyone else envied them. The difference was that the boys envied Kane, while the girls envied Xu Weiwei.

It was the first time that Fast saw Xu Weiwei like this. Her bright and charming appearance was more dazzling than the sun at noon, and he was stunned for a moment.

Su Mang, who was standing next to him, noticed his reaction and felt her heart choke. The intimate scene between the brother and sister was even more glaring.

She turned around and walked towards the equipment area, choosing a corner seat so that the emotions in her eyes would not be exposed. Every bench press from then on became a pure venting.