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Chapter 1225: The Confused President

So, Su Cheng put his toes on the ground with his feet, and supported the ground with one hand with his right hand, and started a standard push-up.

"Doing push-ups live?"

"Your sister, what you are talking about is push-ups?"

"It's amazing, my son. I used to ask female anchors to do push-ups, but it turns out that you have this kind of hobby."

"There is also such a live broadcast posture? I've gained some insight!"

"Damn, this is so fast. I bet that the richest man can do up to 100."

"He looks good, he needs at least 150, right?"

"150? I think it's more than 200."

“…”

Two minutes passed amid the discussions of the audience in the live broadcast room.

“235,236,237…”

"Damn it, this is more than two hundred!"

"The richest man is crazy. Is this the rhythm of sudden death in doing push-ups?"

"It's still so fast that your hands don't hurt, don't you feel sour?"

"Damn it, one-handed push-ups, are you cheating? Is this?"

“…”

As time goes by, the audience in the live broadcast room gradually felt that they seemed to have discovered something shocking secret.

Ten minutes passed.

The number of Su Cheng push-ups has reached 1,028.

"Shocked, ten minutes!"

“More than a thousand!”

"One thousand one-handed push-ups, never stopping in one breath!"

"This physical fitness..."

"Hehe, I'm so good at body, I must be alive."

"I'm ashamed to tell you that they've been wet several times."

The audience in the live broadcast room said numbly that this is a monster.

Not only do you have a good figure, but you also have strong physical fitness and amazing endurance. Doing push-ups like this only makes you sweat slightly and your breathing is very stable. Is this still a human being?

In a blink of an eye, twenty minutes passed.

The popularity of the live broadcast room has exceeded 21 million.

On the public screen of the live broadcast room, under whom it was led by, the barrage was unified into two words: ‘monster’.

"call……"

Seeing that the task was completed by 50%, Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief as expected, bent his arms and bounced up violently.

At the first moment, I felt a little dizzy in my head, but it was soon gone.

He shook his arms, which were a little numb, and with the recovery of his strong physique, he returned to normal in a few seconds.

At this time, Su Cheng's face did not flush, but he was a little breathing and sweating.

It seems like I have had some morning jogging, but it doesn’t look like I have two thousand consecutive one-hand push-ups within twenty minutes.

After resting for half a minute, Su Cheng smiled and said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "Okay, two thousand push-ups are over."

"Farm animals!"

"monster!"

"You are simply not a human, you're so beast."

"You must be from Mars."

"You people in the city are really good at playing."

Su Cheng said: "Don't be so surprised. I'll start exercising from the womb. Not to mention two thousand one-handed push-ups, even if you do five thousand consecutively, you won't be tired after finishing it."

The second half of Su Cheng's words is the truth, because with the physique of a king-level evolver, doing push-ups is equivalent to an ordinary person briskly walking.

You may pant and sweat, but you will not experience sudden death or broken hands, and it will be difficult to even blush.

Of course, this is not a fast push-up, but a normal speed.

Most viewers did not doubt Su Cheng's words, because after seeing his two thousand push-ups, he was talking and laughing and extremely relaxed, maybe 5,000 were not a problem.

"Tell him that he is not available." Su Cheng has no intention of meeting the Mexican president now. Not to mention Mexico's No. 1, even if the American Sanpu came, Su Cheng had to ask him to play with mud.

He was still rushing to flirt with girls, and he didn't have time to talk to him.

"Mr. Su Cheng, it's really difficult to meet you." However, as soon as Su Cheng finished speaking, six people quickly walked up from the opposite side of the corridor.

The head of the Mexican president, the other five and four were bodyguards, and one was his secretary.

"Who asked you to let him come up?" Su Cheng turned his eyes and glared at Luo Jing fiercely when he saw the president of Mexico.

"President Yao said that he is the president of Mexico after all, so he can't neglect it." Luo Jing said in a low voice.

"He is the president of the United States. If he wants to see me, he has to wait for me honestly."

After Su Cheng said that, he turned his head to look at the President of Mexico and walked towards him.

When the Mexican President saw Su Cheng coming, he smiled and stretched out his right hand. When Su Cheng came to him, he smiled and said, "Hello, Mr. Su Cheng, I'm here to your company this time..."

However, halfway through his words, he stopped talking in surprise.

Su Cheng didn't even look at him, and walked to him, stopped, speeding up and passing him by.

After a while, I passed by the corner and disappeared.

For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely awkward, and the Mexican president was stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!
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