Is it true that you can calculate people's hearts in the real teaching? I can also do a little

Some people stay in the house to rest and relax their tired bodies.

This is what happened to Ichinose. She is now holding the thermos cup given to her by the real estate agent, drinking the brown sugar water in the cup bit by bit.

The brown sugar water has been almost finished after an afternoon, and this is the last little bit.

She enjoyed it here as if it were a treasure, tasting the glass of water, and her heart was filled with joy.

"I don't know which girl he's hanging out with now... humph."

When Ichinose thought about how he went to the real estate agent's dormitory and found no one there, he knew that the real estate agent had gone out to accompany the girl again. People like him would basically stay in the room unless they said they were going out to accompany someone.

There were basically only a few, and she was too lazy to guess. After all, she was indeed a little tired now, and she didn't want to go find a real estate agent.

I just wanted to stay at his place for a while and then return the thermos. I'll return it next time.

After quickly thinking it through, Ichinose stretched lazily. She planned to take a good bath and then have a comfortable sleep.

"It's getting dark. It's already so late."

Ichinose came back to her senses and realized that it was almost six o'clock and she had to get ready to finish her meal.

"It's not completely dark yet... I woke up a little early today."

Some people are ready to finish their meal, while others are ready to have breakfast.

Himuro Mayu rubbed her eyes and climbed out of bed. She had been working on research all night yesterday and had just had a hasty sleep. She couldn't help but yawn when she just got up.

When she picked up her phone and saw about 800 missed calls, she knew she seemed to have missed something big again.

"Ah... I missed it, so I missed it. I'm not familiar with the people in the class anyway."

Since no one came to my room and carried me away, it means it's nothing serious.

After stretching, Himuro Mayu fell directly on the bed, intending to doze off for a while.

After being dazed for a while, she slowly stood up and prepared to get up and work.

"What should I study today... Never mind, I'll think about it later. I'll go take a bath first."

Mumbling to herself, she searched for a change of clothes, planning to take a shower before thinking about this matter.

Anyway, for her, this is just the beginning of a new day.

Chapter 142: The Nervous Real Estate Agent

Hiding during the day and coming out at night is, after all, a right that only a few people can enjoy.

Many more people would take a night's rest and then attend the sports festival the next day.

Among them was the real estate agent, who was now pacing in the C class's spectator seats.

"What's wrong with you, Military Advisor? Why is he walking around there all the time?"

Some people couldn't help but ask their companions. Seeing the real estate agent there looking completely different from usual, they were naturally curious.

"What else could it be? It's almost the 3,000-meter race, and he's getting nervous right now."

Komiya Yewu naturally figured out what was going on with the real estate agency and explained it to the classmate.

"Why is the military advisor so nervous? We don't plan to let him get any ranking, right?"

This student doesn't understand why the real estate agent is so nervous here.

Is it possible that he can still get first place?

"Of course he's not nervous about the ranking, but about face. The 3,000-meter race is a test of perseverance. As long as you can finish the race, you win. But he won't really run so slowly in front of so many people."

Usual training is different from actually being on the field. Usually no one would pay attention to him. They just knew that he was strolling around on the track and no one would say anything about this behavior.

But it’s different in this competition now. If you’re slacking off here, they can see it clearly.

This is a very embarrassing thing, so real estate agents naturally dare not say so.

It's not even just walking on the track, if you run too slowly you'll probably get criticized.

"So that's why the military advisor was nervous? I have a feeling it's not just because of this."

But Kaneda Satoru next to him shook his head. He always felt that the real estate agent should not be so nervous just because of this.

There must be a more important reason.

"Then why did he do that?"

Seeing a lot of people chatting here, Albert also came over to listen, so when he heard what Kinda Satoru said, he scratched his head and wondered why.

But who can answer his question? If there is someone who can answer it, why would he be sitting here?

"I think... I need to ask other people."

Kaneda Satoru hammered his hand and thought of a good option: "How about asking Shiina-san? She must know something."

Yes, Shiina Hiyori is so close to the real estate agent, she must know something.

"Shiina-san, this way."

He did it as soon as he thought of it. Kaneda Satoru directly greeted Shiina Hiyori who was not far away and asked her to come over.

"What's matter?"

Shiina Hiyori didn't know what everyone called her for, so she walked over directly with glucose water and sports drink.

"Shiina-san, do you know why the military advisor is so nervous over there?"

Kaneda Satoru pointed at the real estate agent not far away. He was pacing back and forth and looked very nervous. No one had seen a real estate agent so nervous in a long time.

"Oh, because Shoko told the real estate agent this morning that if he doesn't rank in the top 15, she will take him to the gym to run every day for the next month."

"Um...is that so?"

There were a total of twenty-four people participating in the running race, and it didn't seem difficult to get into the top fifteen.

But this is only for people with good physical fitness. People like the real estate agent don't like sports at all, and he has no idea about the level of the other contestants.

"Did the big sister really say that?"

"Well, the agent has been too careless lately and hasn't taken the competition seriously, so Shoko is unhappy."

Shiina Hiyori recalled the expression on the real estate agent's face after hearing what Ryuen Shoko said today. It was so funny.

Real estate agents are used to being lazy. If you really ask them to go to the gym and run on the treadmill every day, they will die.

"When the treadmill was first made, it was used to punish prisoners. Why is it now a piece of exercise equipment?..."

This is what the real estate agent said this morning. Now when she thinks of his deathly face, Shiina Hiyori can't help but want to laugh.

"After all, if you can't even make it into the top 15, you really should be punished."

This was Ryuen Shouko's answer. He couldn't even run halfway, so what else could he say?

"Hmm... So the military advisor is doomed this time?"

Komiya Yego had a general understanding of the real estate agent's athletic ability. After hearing this, he expressed his condolences to the real estate agent.

"There is still hope. After all, the 3,000-meter race doesn't account for a large part of the score, and the difficulty is relatively high, so each class won't send out its elites to compete here. Usually, a good runner will lead a mediocre runner. There is still hope for us to get into the top fifteen."

Shiina Hiyori stroked his chin and thought: "In fact, if the agent bribes the contestants now, it won't be difficult to get into the top 15."

"Indeed, after all, if you want to play badly, there's nothing wrong with playing badly for a while longer. Then why didn't the military advisor bribe you?"

"Maybe he didn't expect it. He is in a state of confusion. His mind is a mess right now. I guess he can't think of such a thing."

Shiina Hiwa spread her hands. She could roughly guess what the real estate agency was all about.

It was impossible for him to think of a solution since he was totally unable to calm down.

"Okay, I have to go prepare glucose water for Junjie too. He'll probably die if he finishes the run."

Shiina Hiyori smiled and continued to walk to the side with her things. As she walked, she reminded the real estate agent: "Mr. Agent, the 3,000-meter race is about to start. It's time to sign in!"

"I understand."

The real estate agent almost went crazy after listening to the 3,000-meter race. He scratched his head frantically and walked directly towards the track not far away.

Well, you can see that his whole condition is completely different from usual.

It turns out that people behave completely differently in special circumstances than they do in normal times.

After sighing for a few words here, the few of them decided to go to the audience seats to watch the real estate agents' race carefully.

Looking at the military advisor's embarrassed look, it must be very exciting.

"Hmm? Chabashira-sensei, are you going to cheer for Sudo and Onodera?"

In the D class's spectator seats, Chabashi Sae was watching the game with her arms folded across her chest. The players were also being confirmed at this time, and she was very much looking forward to the upcoming game.

Class D is fighting for points, so when others choose a good player to lead a mediocre one, Class D chooses a good player to lead a person with decent strength, so that they can get higher scores.

"No, I have a general idea of ​​their abilities. I was just watching someone make a fool of himself."

After making such a fool of herself at the campus festival, it would be a pleasure for Chabashira Sae to watch the real estate agent make a fool of himself here.

Chapter 143 The Real Estate Agent Is Almost Exhausted

"Damn, why is it still so far..."

Three kilometers is equivalent to seven and a half laps around the playground, which is a very difficult task for a real estate agent.

He was running as fast as he could, but this running made him more painful.

Because he couldn't see the end, every step he took made him feel extremely tired.

I couldn't breathe anymore and my legs felt like they were filled with lead.

He has already run five laps and has two and a half laps left.

His eyes felt like they were about to become blurry, his arms were shaking without feeling, and every breath he took was so heavy that it felt like he might collapse at the next second.

"Soon, soon..."

He could roughly feel the number of people still running on the track. Some people had already given up, and according to the results, they would be treated as 0 points.

After all, how can you get points for giving up midway? Anyway, it was expected for those classes.

One of the reasons for letting them come out is just to fill the empty seat. Each item stipulates the number of people that need to be discharged from the class, and it cannot be less.

There should be 18 people on the track now...

He couldn't remember clearly, after all, that was the number of people he counted when he first started running, and he still had the energy to count at that time.

And now, he felt that he was about to collapse.

"Come on! Come on!"

I heard a cheer from someone I didn't know who was cheering for, but the real estate agent continued running on the playground.

His hair had already been soaked by sweat and was sticking to his head.

The originally handsome hairstyle had long become a mess, looking a bit disheveled.

Ah... If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have participated in this kind of competition...

The real estate agent sighed helplessly in his heart. He had to complain a little to divert his attention.

He needed to clear his mind and stop feeling the pain.

But it was difficult and troublesome. He tried hard, but the feedback from his body was constant.

"Oh... this is so painful..."

I opened my mouth and felt a hot air coming out of my mouth. I inhaled the same hot air through my nose and then exhaled through my mouth.

With every breath he took, he felt his throat starting to dry out, and the burning sensation made him very irritated.

This kind of pain is really tormenting. He has forgotten how to count laps. Now every step he runs is torture.

"Okay, we've reached the end."

"Fourteenth place, passed! Eighteen minutes and twenty-three seconds."

At the finish line, Shiina was already prepared. When the real estate agent came over, she came over with glucose water and asked the agent to drink it.

"How do you feel? Can your body still bear it?"

The legs that had been running all the time finally had a chance to rest, and the real estate agent staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He was not the only one who looked like this. Some of the people who persisted also looked unhappy.

Three thousand meters, except for those who train themselves day after day for months, others who have not trained much need a good rest after the experience.