Mo Shangyun, who forcibly dragged Liang Zhiqiong into the team, did not tell Liang Zhiqiong the bad news that night.
However, Mo Shangjun still participated in the follow-up training of the group Bailizhao.
I have to admit that Bailizhao's training arrangement is very unscientific. All the high-intensity trainings are arranged together, and the rest time is very short. Basically, he will continue to participate in the follow-up subjects before he recovers.
Therefore, Mo Shangjun adjusted Bailizhao's training a little bit, at least with a combination of high-intensity and low-intensity training, so that those students who were not as inhuman as Bailizhao could relax a bit.
Bai Lizhao didn't know whether Mo Shangyun's arrangement was effective or not, but she was certain that this night, she was not as scolding as before, nor did she have a hoarse and sore throat.
That's right, there are fewer opportunities for her to open her mouth and scold people.
Therefore, after thinking about it carefully, Bai Lizhao still felt that Mo Shangyun's exchange had a certain effect.
Ten p.m.
Mo Shangjun was about to go home, but he was stopped by Bailizhao before he could leave successfully.
Baili Zhao said: "Mo Shangyun, there are five more 500s."
As if doubting his own hearing, Mo Shangyun turned back and carefully looked at the group of half-dead students before asking Bailizhao with certainty, "What did you say?"
Looking at Mo Shangyun, who had been holding on smoothly until now, although Bailizhao was surprised by Mo Shangyun's reaction, he still repeated the previous words truthfully.
Mo Shangjun raised his hand and touched his ear, and asked incredulously, "Excuse me, do you know how to write the words 'rushing for success'?"
Don't overdo anything.
Although the possibility of actually falling on the training ground is extremely small, extreme training should not be excessive, which will cause excessive damage to the body, which will affect subsequent training.
Even in good health.
As far as the training level tonight, for those people, it is enough.
Five more 500s are beyond their acceptable range.
Frowning, Baili Zhao said, "They came here yesterday too."
Mo Shangyun was delighted, "But do you think they are in better condition now than they were yesterday?"
Bailizhao looked around and finally said, "I'll get used to it in a few days."
"… "
Mo Shangyun was speechless.
Seeing that something was wrong from Mo Shangyun's expression, Bailizhao looked at them again.
Well... it's a little worse than yesterday.
"Or," Bai Lizhao hesitated for a moment, then said, "That's it for today."
"yeah!"
"My God, am I dreaming?!"
"Liberation is liberated, who pulls me, I'm going to the dormitory to sleep on the floor!"
…
The group of people who were still pretending to be dead just now jumped up and down.
However, this only exists for a few seconds.
Because after the excitement, they really found that they couldn't move.
Then there was a sound of grief, this one is called that dragging a hand, the other is called this pulling a hand, after they got up with difficulty, they said goodbye to Baili Zhao one by one, and then supported each other and walked towards the direction of the dormitory building.
Bailizhao thought to himself that what Mo Shangyun said might be right.
Mo Shangyun shrugged and planned to go back.
However, the gods were not as good as they expected.
A familiar jeep appeared from within the field of vision and looked straight in her direction.
Mo Shangyun's mouth twitched slightly when he saw the license plate number he remembered, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.
Oh shit.
For the past two hours, she felt that her right eyelid was twitching, and she felt that something was wrong...
The jeep stopped.
The door didn't open, but a familiar hand stretched out and gestured in Mo Shangyun's direction.
The meaning is clear, but Mo Shangyun translated it as - "Come here."
Invisibly, Mo Shangyun seemed to have heard Yan Tianxing say these three words personally, so he was a little irritable for some reason, but he was depressed and trotted to the side of the jeep.
Stand still.
As soon as he lowered his head, Mo Shangjun saw Yan Tianxing sitting idle in the car, with that handsome and enchanting face hidden in the dark, looming. After noticing Mo Shangyun approaching, he raised his eyelids and looked at Mo Shangyun.
That posture, not to mention how hateful.
If it wasn't for his handsome looks, Mo Shangyun might have punched him.
"Report!"
This time, without salute, Mo Shangjun stood up straight and shouted directly.
With his elbow resting on the open car window, Yan Tianxing leaned over to probe, his handsome face appeared in the light of the street lamp, and for a moment, Mo Shangyun's heart missed a beat.
Damn, he's good-looking, and he comes out every day to show off.
Mo Shangyun thought so.
At the same time, Yan Tianxing had a little smile in his eyes, and asked Mo Shangjun in a negotiating tone: "How many laps do you think is appropriate to run tonight?"
Mo Shangyun was stunned for a moment, and then showed an expression of "as expected".
The so-called "public revenge" is definitely not as simple as the fifty laps last night.
Those fifty laps yesterday should be just the beginning.
Mo Shangjun asked resignedly, "Can you report less?"
Yan Tianxing hooked his lips and asked, "What do you think?"
After a pause, Mo Shangyun asked again, "Can you run together?"
After thinking about it for her, Yan Tianxing replied, "It's okay to dream."
"Fifty-one laps!"
Mo Shangyun was decisive.
Hearing the sound, Yan Tianxing nodded in agreement, "Okay, then sixty laps."
"… "
Seeing Yan Tianxing say such shameless words in a serious manner, Mo Shangyun didn't know how to complain about him for a while.
027, show strength [nine] cure her