On the First, Second, Third, Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Days of Wanting to Lie Flat

Being forced to join some kind of superpower organization is already depressing enough. Why won't they even let me slack off a little?

Xu Qing: I really can't go on. Please let me off.

Captain: In your dreams. Keep doing push-ups. Don't stop!

Teammate: Xu Qing, run! Or I could get a rope and lead you, uh, I mean drag you along...

Mom: That's it? You'd better die right there if that's all you've got.

Bai Lan: Keep it up. I'll bring you some food!

A story about a physical weakling's growth, though he always keeps up a fake smile. Xu Qing thinks viciously that one day he'll make them pay for every drop of rain he has to endure now. He'll even tear their umbrellas to shreds.