Pseudo-quick wear: Emperor Zun, don't be arrogant

Chapter 325

Liu Yang left after everyone started running laps. Ji Jinghan stood in the center of the field with his hands behind his back, looking at the running people with cold eyes.

Fu Li felt that there was always a faint coldness lingering around her side.

"Is there such a thing? If this Ji Jinghan is really the young master of the Ji family, then I will really die." Nodding silently in agreement.

A woman who escaped marriage and fled to her ex-fiancé to serve as a soldier is no one else.

Running lap after lap, Fu Li felt a little exhausted by the fourth lap.

According to Leng Yan's physical endurance, she can run five to eight laps on the playground of about 400 meters at most. She just ran a hundred laps yesterday. Although the sequelae of muscle soreness did not occur, her body was overdrawn once after all. , a night's rest is not enough to recover.

Fifth lap.

Fu Li felt that her legs were getting heavier and heavier, and the feeling of unbalance under her feet came back last night.

Cool face, cheer up!

Fu Li silently encouraged "herself". For this kind of action that needs to bring out the potential of the body, the soul of the original owner must participate. Otherwise, relying on her as an outsider alone, the role she can play is pitiful.

This is where the system cheated again.

The last time she was able to communicate with the original owner, she felt that some of the original body's potential can only be activated by the original owner's soul, and although her domination actions are smooth, at certain times, she is not willing to do things that the original owner does not want to do. Can't do it.

Leng Yan's biggest advantage is probably his tenacity. Under Fu Li's encouragement, he persisted and ran two more laps.

After the seventh lap, Fu Li was in a bad mood.

She has completely fallen behind, completely left behind by the big team.

Liu Yang, who had already arranged everything and turned back, saw Fu Li who was left far behind in the line, touched the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, walked up to Ji Jinghan with some shame, and laughed twice: "Then what do you think?" It looks like her previous achievements in the youth training camp should be true."

Ji Jinghan's thick and black eyebrows twitched slightly: "Shame!"

"puff--"

As soon as Liu Yang smiled, he swallowed Ji Jinghan's cold gaze that slowly moved to his neck, leaving only his shoulders trembling slightly.

Can he say that the "shame" that the Commander just said made him feel helpless.

Actually, it’s not like that. It’s really a sad story for a person who has the courage to escape from marriage to be able to do so after a year of training in the training camp.

After ten laps, everyone except Fu Li had returned to the team and stood up.

Liu Yang nodded to them, but did not give the next order.

Everyone said nothing, but their eyes were slightly impatient.

Some people's gazes had already shifted towards Fu Li vaguely, with some condemnation.

At this time, Fu Li had already reached the tenth lap.

There was still a distance of more than 300 meters. Fu Li looked at the endless open space like the sea, and felt an urge to cry.

Damn, will she be tortured to death in this plane?

Her feet were as heavy as lead, and Fu Li's gaze had begun to slacken slightly, and the sweat falling from her forehead even slightly blurred her eyes.

Fu Li has changed from jogging to dragging her legs, and the movement of her left and right legs is supported entirely by willpower.

(End of this chapter)