During the afternoon physical training class, Chen Ping let out a sigh.
There was a reason Zhou Yi had managed to coast along at Shrek Academy for so long without being exposed.
Aside from having Fan Yu backing her, Shrek's teachers bore some responsibility too. Seriously.
These people were staunch believers that the ways of their ancestors must never change.
Even Mu Jin's chosen exercise for their physical training class was still long-distance running.
Of course, compared with Zhou Yi, who slapped thirty-pound iron vests on everyone regardless of role or gender and made them run themselves half to death, Mu Jin was at least decent.
As their homeroom teacher, he genuinely taught theory and supervised physical training, and he ran alongside the students. Whatever number of laps he assigned, he ran that many himself.
"That's right, keep your breathing steady. Come on!"
Apart from Zhou Yi, Shrek's teachers generally knew quite a lot about long-distance running.
Right now, Mu Jin was on the Playground, coaching the students on how to maintain their rhythm and run farther, leaving Chen Ping unsure whether to laugh or cry.
Say Shrek's teachers didn't understand training methods, and they really did know running inside out.
But say they did understand them, and all they fucking knew was how to train students to run. Nothing else.
Honestly...
Still, this happened to give Chen Ping a stage on which to show what he could do.
Mu Jin assigned each student a different number of laps so they could all get as close as possible to the same degree of exercise, rather than simply being trained to the point of injury.
Keeping track required an excellent memory and considerable spiritual power. After all, some students were essentially finished after seventy laps, while others still had forty left