Mao hour is approaching, when the college bell rang.
More than 300 freshmen in the venue have already lined up.
It can be seen that in the first training yesterday, the two instructors made these students feel scared.
After seeing the two instructors appear, the students who were yawning one by one, stood crookedly, immediately stood up straight.
"very good."
Instructor Chu glanced at the freshmen: "No one is absent."
The students breathed a sigh of relief, which is a good start.
When the instructors are in a good mood, the torture to them will not be so severe!
Immediately afterwards, instructor He said coldly: "Now, line up around the inner line of the square and run five laps! Start!"
"Fuck! Still running!"
"Didn't you run yesterday? Instructor, if you run again, you will die!"
When the students heard this, the nerves that were tense just now were all broken.
They wailed endlessly, almost crying without tears.
"Start!" Instructor He didn't listen to their complaints at all, and shouted mercilessly.
The students were shocked, no matter how unwilling they were, they still lifted their legs and started to run.
One by one, the freshmen ran from the freshman training ground to the square, and then to the inner line of the square, starting lap after lap.
This time, Instructor He arranged Ye Qingluo and Liu Xiaoyu first.
After one lap, the two were already far ahead.
With yesterday's start, although the students' legs are tired and exhausted physically and mentally, they have obviously improved a lot compared to yesterday.
It wasn't until the second lap that students withdrew one after another.
An hour later, Ye Qingluo ran five laps, stood at the finish line, and began to stretch his muscles.
Running is meant to be gradual.
The instructor asked them to run five laps at a time. If Ye Qingluo and Liu Xiaoyu didn't have to get up early to run every day, no one would be able to persist in five laps at once.
Ye Qingluo could see that the purpose of the instructors was never to let these students run five laps at all.
It's just to stimulate their potential and let them get used to this rhythm.
After Ye Qingluo finished stretching her legs, she walked to the rest area and took a glass of water to drink.
Instructor Chu came over and sized Ye Qingluo up with sharp eyes: "Are you tired?"
"It's okay." Ye Qingluo smiled, except for the sweat on his forehead, he wasn't panting too much when speaking.
"Before you came to the academy, did you have any training?" Instructor Chu raised his brows slightly and asked curiously.
"Well, I don't want to be treated as waste anymore, I have set myself the goal of exercising."
Instructor Chu smiled amusedly when he heard her answer.
The girl answered honestly.
"Your foundation is on top of these people. Why don't you start tomorrow with five circles for freshmen and ten circles for you?"
Instructor Chu's eyes flashed a trace of excitement, which was fleeting.
It was almost until Ye Qingluo thought that he had misread.
Why does it feel like... Instructor Chu seems to want her to run ten laps
"The instructor said that based on yesterday's training, he will arrange a suitable training method for everyone. I will listen to the instructor's arrangements for everything."
After ten laps, Ye Qingluo had no objection.
She came to the academy with the intention of becoming stronger.
Instructor Chu nodded in satisfaction, then turned around, returned to the end of the square, and said in a loud voice: "Those who have finished five laps, report back to the training ground for freshmen! Those who have not finished running, will continue to run until today!"
Those who withdrew halfway, before they had time to rest, heard Instructor Chu's words, and joined the running team again.
It seems... yesterday was just a test.
And today, it's formal training.
Five laps is imperative!