The bright lights were all switched on in the school field.
The children were really pitiful and the conditions in school were superb. The lights were so bright that it looked just like daytime and it was unfortunate that they still had to train, even at night.
"Look, there's another handsome boy," said a girl that was kneeling on her companion's feet, in a square formation in the Northwest corner of the field.
Her companion sat up and asked softly, "Where? Where? Where?"
"Right behind you. Coach is talking to him, it's a great chance," the girl whispered.
The girl who was doing sit-ups frantically looked into the distance.
A middle-aged man and a boy were talking to the coach in front of the square formation.
"Did the last powerhouse of Class No. 2 finally return?" The boys were similarly doing sit-ups behind the girls. The students began to discuss amongst themselves.
