Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Chapter 813: Chapter 714: Dislocated Lives 12

Even with Wen Shuangshuang’s strong mental resilience, she was rendered speechless by Meng Jiao’s oblivious behavior; she’d never seen anyone like her.

Wen Shuangshuang made up her mind that she would never meddle again. Helping with chores was about experiencing team spirit, it’s not like asking for help was meant to take advantage of others; everything was under the coach’s watchful eye.

This summer camp wasn’t your traditional fun summer camp; underperforming here and leaving a bad impression on the coach could affect one’s future. The camp’s records and scores were tied to their school records, and if marked as poor performers, it was practically no different than being advised to leave.

These details were written in the camp introduction during recruitment. If they had read it carefully, they’d know the absolute do-nots after entering. Wen Shuangshuang was sure Meng Jiao and Mo Siqi hadn’t read it. With their personalities, even if their parents mentioned the seriousness, they’d ignore it. That’s why they acted overbearing at the start.

Now it seemed Mo Siqi had learned to be obedient, working hard to correct her bad habits, while Meng Jiao seemed to be drifting through days as if oblivious. It’s like she had no sense of severity. Haven’t her parents warned her during their visits?

Wen Shuangshuang just thought about Meng Jiao’s situation and set it aside, starting to help Wang Xiao guide Mo Siqi in folding blankets. Mo Siqi was smart; after learning once, she could fold them neatly, though not quite to the perfect cube, but still tidy.

Later, when Wen Shuangshuang and Wang Xiao were massaging, they casually invited Mo Siqi, who agreed without hesitation. The three took turns massaging each other. Wang Xiao and Mo Siqi weren’t familiar with pressure points, so their massage was more about kneading to relieve muscle fatigue.

Only Wen Shuangshuang knew massage techniques. Following the pressure points, her massages significantly relieved tension, and after realizing this, Wang Xiao pestered her to teach him.

It was the day Wen Shuangshuang had promised to teach Wang Xiao how to find pressure points to relieve fatigue. Mo Siqi watched and earnestly learned too. One would lay down as the test subject, while the other practiced finding pressure points, then they’d switch roles.

After this night workout, their fatigue noticeably reduced. By the next morning, all three felt completely rested, with no soreness at all.

The three continued energetically, carrying their luggage to start jogging laps. Today, the coach added another lap, and towards the end of the final lap, a weary Wen Shuangshuang was once again supported by Wang Xiao.

Wen Shuangshuang realized dragging behind wasn’t the solution, so after the day’s training, she decided to add extra training sessions for herself, voluntarily running laps on the track, hoping to build her stamina soon.

As Wen Shuangshuang was running, someone patted her on the shoulder. Turning around, she saw Wang Xiao with a bright smile, showing his white teeth, ”How could you add training without me? We’re roommates, after all, we should do it together.”

After Wang Xiao spoke, someone patted her other shoulder—Mo Siqi this time. Wearing a sports vest and shorts, her face slightly flushed, she awkwardly said, ”Since we are companions, I’ll begrudgingly join you for extra training. After all, I’ve acknowledged you guys as friends.”

Wen Shuangshuang and Wang Xiao couldn’t help but burst out laughing, knowing Mo Siqi was being awkward. They each took one of her hands, running off with her. Under the dim sky, the three figures ran into the distance, echoed by their laughter and chatter.

”We really appreciate the young lady coming out to run with us,” Wen Shuangshuang laughed heartily.

”Comrades stick it out together!” Wang Xiao wore an expression of brotherly camaraderie.

”Idiot, get your gender straight, we’re sisters!” Mo Siqi blushed while refuting, though there was a smile at the corner of her mouth.

Wen Shuangshuang, Wang Xiao, and Mo Siqi’s extra practice spurred many other enthusiastic students encouraged by that day’s coach. One by one, unwilling to fall behind, they joined in.

Since the extra training was more about pacing themselves to build endurance, it wasn’t too grueling. Plus, as it wasn’t official training, many chatted while running, making the track lively.

Familiar or not, while running, they naturally began chatting with one another as they fell into step, making many new friends. Amidst the chatting and laughing, the extra running became enjoyable, like an evening entertainment.

Coach Wang stood by the office window with his arms crossed, smiling at these enthusiastic students, involuntarily nostalgic for his own youthful days—carefree and exuberant.

The evening extra training proved effective; after three consecutive days of practice, Wen Shuangshuang felt her stamina had greatly improved, as she could now run fifteen laps by herself without panting too heavily to speak.

Wen Shuangshuang’s rapid progress even surprised Coach Wang. Initially, he admired her tenacity; no matter how difficult things got, she never complained or backed down, completing the required training amount and adding more herself. Such persistence was naturally endearing.

Coach Wang hadn’t expected Wen Shuangshuang to not only have strong willpower but also great physical condition, able to advance so quickly. It seemed she was naturally born to be a soldier. If she were in a martial arts novel, she’d be a prodigy.

For several days, everyone combined running laps with swimming training. Now, everyone had mastered swimming; next was practicing breath-holding diving and fast swimming, all requiring stamina. Compared to learning to swim, these were far more exhausting.

After spending half the day in the water, every part of the body felt fatigued. Barely half a month into the camp, all the students had slimmed down a bit. Mo Siqi felt her now slender waist, unable to resist wrapping a hand around to touch her navel.

Wang Xiao also felt her stomach, sighing, ”This training is useful. My appetite’s grown significantly, yet I haven’t gained weight—instead, I’ve slimmed down.” She enviously glanced at Mo Siqi’s perfect A4 waist, wishing her waist could slim down to that size too. She wasn’t overweight, just had a larger frame, making her figure slightly robust.

Actually, Wen Shuangshuang thought Wang Xiao looked great without slimming too much. She had fullness where it counted and less fat elsewhere, slightly plump yet attractive. Wang Xiao suited a curvier figure.