This Grado was definitely deliberately making things difficult for them.
If you are in Class F, which is the worst, and everyone's overall strength is skewed, and if you add a few worse artists, even if the artists do not perform well in training or fail to persist, they will not appear to be too different from others. .
But if you are in the strongest Class S... then the gap will be huge.
To give the simplest example, when running a thousand meters, when all the people in Class S have finished running, the people in Class F may have just finished half of it. This is the gap between the best class and the worst class.
Even the worst students in Class F are naturally much better than ordinary people. If ordinary people are compared with the people in Class F, the people in Class F may have finished half of the race, and the ordinary people have finished a quarter of the way. About a distance.
But if you just throw ordinary people into Class S, there will be a situation where the other students have already finished running and the ordinary people have just started...
What's more, their training does not involve running a distance as short as one thousand meters, so the gap will only become more obvious.
Grado clearly intended to embarrass Xing Luo and the others and wanted to humiliate them...
Grado said coldly: "Why don't you join the team quickly?"
"Wait a minute... Boss, Xing Luo is a girl. Will she be assigned to Class S with us?" Falga asked.
There are not many women in the West Point, and it is even difficult to gather people from the same class. At a glance, they are all gathered in Class F, but Grado seems to want Xing Luo to join Class S together with the men like them.
"Don't think I didn't see Xing Luo's performance in the Star Competition. This little girl's physical strength is very good. There is no problem training with you. What do you think, girl?" Grado looked at Xing Luo with a wicked smile.
It doesn’t matter that Xing Luo stole the show in the celebrity contest and overpowered Country M. This is West Point, and it’s their territory! Grado will not give Xing Luo a chance to act arrogantly here! This girl Xing Luo had better restrain herself!
Here, faced with high-intensity training, even Xingluo can't show off!
Xing Luo looked at Grado with a half-smile, "I have no problem. You really have a good eye. You can actually see that with my physical strength, I have no problem entering Class S."
"..." The smile on Grado's face froze, that's not what he meant! He arranged for Xingluo and the others to enter Class S just to make them suffer!
Although Xing Luo has good physical strength and can run very well, are there any students here who can't run? Obviously not. Even the most useless members of Class F can run thousands of kilometers with no problem.
Grado didn't think Xing Luo could be in the limelight here at all, not to mention that Xing Luo was still a woman, and there was no comparison at all with the students here!
After hearing Xing Luo's words, some students couldn't help but laugh...
"It's really shameless. Based on her strength, she wants to join Class S. What a dream?"
"Boss Grado put them into Class S as soon as he came up. They probably don't even know what Class S exists!"
"Xing Luo is afraid that because she stole the show in the star competition, she feels that she is superior to others and how powerful she is. Unfortunately, here with us, she has no chance to continue to shine. Just in time, we will crush her The sweet dream makes her wake up!"