Xing Luo sat down next to Grado.
Grado raised his eyebrows, but couldn't find anything wrong...
After an unknown amount of time, the students from Class S arrived at the finish line one after another, followed closely by the students from Class A.
Another moment passed before the students from the seven classes reached the finish line, except for the four Grodd...
Although Xing Luo has helped each of them share ten kilograms, running five kilometers is still too difficult for ordinary people.
Everyone has finished running, but they have just finished less than one lap...
I don’t know how long it will take to complete the remaining lap.
At this time, everyone else who had reached the finish line was looking at the field and watching the jokes of the four people.
It was difficult for them to finish the remaining lap. They were already close to the limit. Their faces were red and they were sweating profusely. They had completely lost the glory they had when they were stars and were left in a state of embarrassment.
All others want to see is them making a fool of themselves...
Xing Luo stood up from his seat and walked towards the venue.
"Xing Luo, what do you want to do?" Grado asked, does she want to help those people run away again? Doesn't Xingluo have any limits
Xing Luo said coldly: "I will run the remaining lap of the four of them."
"Are you sure? Each of them has one circle left, which adds up to four circles!" When Grado spoke, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
The amount he ordered was only two rounds, but Xing Luo wanted to add four more rounds...
Moreover, he won't let her run away easily.
Xing Luo: "I'm sure. Anyway, there's no requirement that we can't help them, right?"
"There is no such requirement, but..." Grado smiled and pointed to the sandbag next to him, which Xing Luo threw to him not long ago, "Since you are a substitute, you should also put their sandbags on your back again. yes."
Originally, Grado just wanted to make things difficult for Xing Luo. Even if those male artists couldn't run away, Grado had no intention of doing anything to them. At most, they would just lose face. Grado would not force them to finish running.
But Xing Luo suddenly offered to run for her. Even if Xing Luo could run another ten kilometers, Grado didn't want to give her the chance to show off, so he made a nasty proposal to let Xing Luo carry the fifty kilograms on her back and run ten kilometers again.
If Xing Luo carried nothing on her back, it might not be too strenuous to run ten kilometers, but there was absolutely no way she could run that far on her back with 50 kilograms on her back! Because Grado himself couldn’t guarantee that he could do it, let alone Xing Luo! He just expected that Xing Luo couldn't do it, so he deliberately made things difficult. If Xing Luo had self-awareness, he should give up.
It doesn't matter if she wants to show off. The final result is that the other four male artists will be embarrassed in public, and Xing Luo will be embarrassed alone...
It depends on how Xing Luo chooses.
After listening to Grado's words, Xing Luo's eyes became a little deeper. She narrowed her eyes slightly and smiled lazily, "Okay."
Xing Luo naturally knew that Grado was making things difficult for him, but did he think that Xing Luo couldn't do it this way
Xing Luo walked directly in front of Grado, picked up the sandbag next to him, and carried it behind his back again.
She said nothing and strode onto the field. After driving Falga and the others off, Xing Luo began to run away.
"..." Grado frowned deeply. He thought that Xing Luo would resist and complain, but he didn't expect that she would agree so happily.