However, while the ideal is beautiful, reality is harsh.
Lin Chuxia had grown up in the mountains since childhood.
In the mountains, what you find in abundance are various kinds of obstacles.
The obstacles in the military training were really no different to her than mud balls at her feet, easily stepped over.
So, when she finished a good distance ahead of the second-place runner, reaching the finish line first, everyone fell silent.
There was a dead silence on the playground.
Those who had stepped forward now felt their faces burning with shame.
Especially when they felt the gazes of their classmates sitting below them, they wished they could burrow into a hole and hide.
Those ten boys who had challenged Lin Chuxia felt it even more intensely; whether from the sun or some other reason, their faces were so red they could bleed.
And the seated students were secretly glad, thankful they hadn't impulsively stepped forward; otherwise, they would be the ones feeling awkward now.
