Early the next morning.
On the track, Li Haoyang, who was doing his morning workout, ran into Luo Ye, who had arrived late.
Seeing how sleepy Luo Ye looked, he walked over and asked, "Didn't you used to come at seven thirty? It's already eight."
"Since I don't have an eight o'clock class, a little later is fine." Luo Ye sounded unconcerned.
He realized he had been getting up later and later.
The older he got, the harder it became to resist his body's inertia. The more he wanted to just lie flat.
Even so, Luo Ye could at least get up at seven thirty, which already put him far ahead of most college students.
"Senior Sister Su isn't coming today?"
"Her? She probably won't come at all this semester."
When it came to morning workouts, Senior Sister Su had already given up.
Whether she worked out in the morning or not, she was still a fairy. So why put herself through all that trouble?
But Luo Ye had much more to consider. If he wanted a healthy body, he had to exercise more, take better care of himself, drink more goji berry tea, eat more...
Wait, wasn't he thinking a little too far ahead?
While he was still standing there in a daze, Li Haoyang had already started running.
Not far away, members of the Track and Field Club, dressed in matching sportswear, ran in a line along the inner lane of the track.
Every time Luo Ye went for a morning run, he saw people from the Track and Field Club, but he no longer recognized any familiar faces.
Back then, because of Yu Qiuyu, he had even known the name of the Track and Field Club president. Now, that National First-Class Athlete seemed to be busy with