Knock, knock, knock.
Wang Xuan rapped on the blackboard, drawing everyone's attention. He pointed toward the middle of the field, where more than twenty wooden crosses had been erected. Everyone had been worrying about their scores just now, so no one had paid attention to what was happening over there. Now that Wang Xuan had pointed it out, they immediately focused on the crosses.
"Crosses? What are those for?"
"I've never heard of exercise equipment like that!"
"123... 26 of them."
Some of the sharper students sensed that something was wrong. They counted the crosses, then looked at the scores on the blackboard.
Only after comparing the two did they realize that exactly twenty-six people had scored 80 points.
So here was the question... what were those crosses for?
After the others pointed it out, more and more people noticed the problem. In the end, the entire scene gradually fell silent, especially the twenty-six people who had scored exactly 80 points. Their faces were filled with tension.
"Those who only scored 80 points, go over there on your own and choose the cross you like best." A playful smile tugged at the corner of Wang Xuan's mouth as he spoke slowly.
Sure enough... the more than twenty people looked as if they were in unbearable pain.
They looked at the crudely made crosses, then turned to look at their boss. Many of them wanted to say, I don't like any of these crosses. Can't I just not go?
In the end, no one dared to challenge the limits. They lowered their heads and dawdled toward the crosses.
Wang Xuan didn't care how slowly they moved. If you have what it takes, take a whole day.
The twenty-six people stood unwillingly in front of their "favorite" crosses, gazing pleadingly at Wang