The next day.
Rocket Class.
Training went on as usual. Xiao Feng led the students through a full morning of Body Technique practice.
After the Exchange Tournament ended, the intensity of their training had increased rather than decreased.
As Xiao Feng put it, good results were no excuse to slack off.
The fundamentals mattered most.
For Jiang Lan, though, this training was barely any different from a warm-up.
At noon, Xiao Feng closed his training log, swept his gaze over the group, and said:
"All right, that's it for today. Class dismissed!"
The moment he heard those words, Chu Yun collapsed onto the floor, sprawling spread-eagled and panting like a dog.
"Exhausted... so exhausted... I'm dying here..."
"Get up, will you? Have you no shame?"
Lu Qingshan pushed up his glasses, looking rather disgusted.
"I'm not made of iron! Am I not allowed to get tired?" Chu Yun muttered indignantly.
"Fine..." Lu Qingshan curled his lip. "I'm not arguing with you. I'm leaving."
With that, he started packing his things to leave.
Jiang Lan stood up too, about to head out with Lu Qingshan.
But before he could take a step, Xiao Feng suddenly called out from behind him:
"Jiang Lan, wait a moment."
Jiang Lan paused and turned toward Xiao Feng.
Chu Yun and the others glanced at Xiao Feng in turn, then tactfully left.
Once only the two of them remained in the classroom, Xiao Feng walked up to Jiang Lan and said with a rather serious expression:
"There's something I need to tell you."
"What is it?"
"Central Base City is sending someone over."
Jiang Lan raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Sending someone?"
"Yes." Xiao Feng nodded. "Normally, a recommendation only takes a letter. Once the academy finishes the paperwork, you just go there and report in."
"But