"I'm exhausted, baby. Go rest for a bit—another twenty laps will kill me!"
"Instructor, here are the records we made. Do you have any further instructions?" Xue Chen handed his completed notebook to the young instructor standing behind Wang Instructor.
Wang Instructor said nothing. He merely glanced at them, then turned to quietly discuss something with the young instructor. The two whispered for more than ten minutes before finally nodding at Xue Chen.
Xue Chen handed the notebook back to the instructor and followed the main group away, but he kept wondering what Wang Instructor had discussed with that instructor. What is he planning to pull this time? Please don't keep targeting me, okay?
"My god, if this doesn't end soon, I feel like those students are going to torture us to death." Wu Liang pounded his unbearably sore shoulders and couldn't help complaining.
"All right, we'll deal with whatever comes our way." Kong Hui smiled and patted his shoulder. "Brother, you did great. Even though we got screwed over this time, it's still better than losing credits, right?" Everyone else laughed and chimed in.
"Let's go. We'll head back to the dorm and take a shower first. I still need to buy some things at the convenience store later." Lin Ran yawned. His foot was mostly fine now, but he still needed to buy some sanitary pads to cushion it. And honestly, those things were really comfortable.
After returning to the dorm, everyone showered and went to the cafeteria for dinner. Hearing Lin Ran's plan, the others said they would buy a pack too. At the very least, it could protect their injured feet and save them the trouble if they got infected.
Then a strange sight appeared in the convenience store: several handsome boys, all over six feet