Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 873

"Yes, Teacher Su."

People beat up, and the anger eased. Dongfang Ji also came back. Luo Feng didn't care about going to Su Jingshi’s office, but he was badly scolded. Su Jingshi’s level of beauty was cursing. It should also be very pleasing to the eye.

Su Jingshi didn't feel relieved to leave either, but stood at the forefront of the class, and the students in the classical literature class began to line up consciously.

"Shifang, I can't swallow this tone." Lin Bajie lowered his voice and spoke harshly.

Wang Shifang's expression was calm, and he answered calmly, "Don't worry, there will be opportunities in the future."

"Shifang is right, let him be arrogant for the time being, this hatred of our brothers will definitely be reported for you." Hou Bigu said in a deep voice.

"When the military training officially begins, I think they will be punished severely by the instructors for their sturdyness." Wu Renai also cursedly said.

After the return of the Oriental Festival, there were 35 students in the first class of classical literature.

Among them, there are 16 boys and 19 girls, which are relatively average.

Dongfang Ji also changed his clothes and came back. He stood beside Luo Feng. Although his eyes were looking forward, he couldn't help but whispered, "Thank you."

Luo Feng smiled and did not speak.

He helped Dongfang Ji, not for his gratitude.

The team is neat.

Su Jingshi looked at Luo Feng in the team with a confused expression in her eyes.

This super student who shocked the educators in Guangdong Province is still a cruel character in fighting. With one punch, the classmate’s nose was bleeding. Of course, Su Jingshi didn't know that Luo Feng was already trying his best to contain his strength.

"One, two, one, one, two, three, four!" Suddenly, a slogan resounding through the sky resounded, and immediately attracted the attention of the teachers and students.

On the trail leading to the sports field in the distance, a team was running in unison.

The pace is neat and uniform, and the momentum is overbearing.

Sword Camp Warrior!

Appeared in the eyes of Zhejiang-Hangzhou freshmen with an absolutely high attitude.

After arriving at the sports field, under the command of the battalion commander Zhang Tieniu, the soldiers of the Shendao Camp found the squad group they would lead.

"My name is Zhen and my name is Yin Gong!"

Zhen Yingong's tall and burly body has stepped forward to the students of the classical literature class of the Chinese Department, with a cold face and straightforward, "You can call me instructor Zhen!"

"Instructor Zhen is good."

"Instructor Zhen, you are so handsome."

"Instructor Zhen, are you also a special force?"

The students looked at Zhen Yingong as if looking at a national treasure.

Zhen Yin Gong unselfishly swept away the students, and suddenly waved his hand, "Turn right!"

Many students had no time to react, and the team suddenly became confused.

I never thought that Zhen Yingong would suddenly give an order. Everyone just met, shouldn't this be the time to say hello to someone familiar?

"Have you seen this goal?" Zhen Yingong pointed at the football goal in front, with a cold voice, "All of them, around the goal penalty area, start running."

"Let's go."

"In this small circle, I can run a hundred laps."

"Is this going to officially start military training?"

The current students are more excited.

Go by in a circle.

Ten laps past.

Twenty laps past...

No matter how small the circle is, you have to pant for running too much.

The pace of the entire class team has obviously slowed down. Many girls have left the main force and are almost dragging their feet. Of course, there is a fat guy who runs slower than the girls.

"The last ten laps." Zhen Yingong's voice sounded in everyone's ears, "The three people who ran in the end each did a hundred push-ups."

"Damn! It's too cruel."

"It's just a black-faced tiger."

"Standing on such an instructor, we are over."

The freshness gradually disappeared with the running, and many students complained secretly. However, the rest of the class seemed to be running in various ways...

Run desperately one by one.

Shi Panzhi dragged his tired body, wanting to cry without tears, running, which was originally his weakness.

Just as Shi Panzhi was about to stop running, suddenly his left and right arms were clamped.

"You..." Shi Panzhi was stunned, and immediately became anxious, "Why do you run back, hurry, or else you will have to do a hundred push-ups after you finish running."

It was Luo Feng and Qi Xiao who turned around to help Shi Panzhi.

"Fat brother, are we like people who abandon our brothers?" Qi smiled, "Stop wordy, hurry up, you are already the last one."

"To be precise, it's the girl behind the last one, a full circle!"

"Let's go!" The fat brother felt that his face couldn't hold back, gritted his teeth and ran forward.

Not a few steps away, there was another person in front of him turning back.

It is an oriental festival.

The four of them glanced at each other, did not say much, and ran away.

Luo Feng didn't show anything deliberately either. Together with Qi Xiao, the two of them each supported Shi Panzhi and ran all the way, enjoying this moment.

Didn't he also come here when he was a recruit?

Luo Feng couldn't help but smile softly.

This feeling is unforgettable in a lifetime.

Soon, the person who ran one more circle behind caught up again.

"Get ready to do a hundred push-ups."

"Guangdong Province champion? This is not your stage."

"The ability to catch up, coward."

When several people in the 361 bedroom ran past, they left a few provocative words.

Luo Feng and others turned a blind eye to them, completely treating them as air.

The group of four ran side by side together, and this scene soon fell into Zhen Yingong's eyes.

Zhen Yingong frowned.

The physical fitness of this group of students was worse than he expected.

Especially that fat guy, without a doubt, must be the biggest hind leg in this class.

Wang Shifang was the first to rush to the finish line!

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the students rushed to the finish line pointed by Zhen Yin Gong.

In the end, only four people were left circling the goal.

Qi Xiao and Dongfang Ji took turns taking turns, the three of them almost dragged Shi Panzhi to the end.

Gasping heavily.

Most of the other students have not yet eased up.

"Now, do you still think the instructor is very handsome?" Zhen Yin bowed her face, her voice rang indifferently, "All stand at attention! Look to the right! Look forward and take a break."

Zhen Yingong walked around the team, his expression low and ugly, "Is there something wrong with your vision, or the earth is round, your team is not straight?"

The students hurriedly revised the team again, and it took nearly five minutes before and after it barely formed a formation.

Many students have secretly given Zhen Yin a nickname, called Black Face God!

"Military training is not equivalent to your class." Zhen Yingong's gaze is sharp, "You must first remember four words, the military order is like a mountain! From today, as long as you are still standing in front of me, every word I say, You all must obey, obey, absolutely obey! Do you understand?"

"Understood!" The voice in the team sounded.

"The voice is too small for me to hear."

"I understand!" Everyone shouted with full strength.

Zhen Yingong glanced at the team, "The three people who arrived at the end just now, stand up and do a hundred push-ups."