The sun at eight-thirty in the morning, while not exactly scorching, was by no means gentle either.
"At first, I thought he was an angel sent by God, but now I realize, he's plainly a devil sent to torment us." Jiang Biyun leaned towards He Zhilan. The two were classmates, so naturally, they were put together during the military training.
"Save your energy for running, don't spend it on talking." He Zhilan also made a painful face, then glanced back. As expected, Lin Deng was trailing at the back of the crowd, participating in the run, supposedly as a supervisor or perhaps to cheer everyone on.
"It's a miracle how there's no uprising against this!" Jiang Biyun pursed her lips, "I didn't even attend my high school physical fitness exams! My dad knew the teachers, and just like that, I passed easily!"
He Zhilan couldn't help but chuckle. No wonder Jiang Biyun looked more aggrieved than her, turns out, she hated physical activities even more.
