Xu Wang stood where he was, looking unhurried as he loosened up his body.
The cameraman stood beside him, filming with his camera on his shoulder.
[Why hasn't Xu Wang set off yet?]
[I keep feeling like Xu Wang is about to pull out some big move.]
[Go, wifey!]
After finishing his stretches, Xu Wang suddenly bent down and placed his hands on either side of his suitcase. Then, with a heave, he hoisted it straight onto his shoulder.
The cameraman stared blankly at the scene before him.
The next second, Xu Wang lifted his legs and vanished from his sight like a gust of wind.
"Teacher Xu, wait for me!" Once the cameraman snapped out of his daze, he hurried after him with the camera on his shoulder.
[He just hoisted it up that easily?]
[Good heavens, I just want to know exactly which parts of me are different from Xu Wang's.]
[That's way too cool. Oh my god, I think I'm falling for him. President Pei, draw your sword!]
[Another day of fighting President Pei for wifey. Charge! Take down President Pei and steal wifey!]
[Count me in.]
[Me too.]
[Our mighty wifey is back!]
Zhong Ran was running with sweat pouring down his head, but when he saw how far he had left the others behind, a satisfied expression appeared on his face. First place would definitely be...
Before Zhong Ran could finish congratulating himself, a figure suddenly raced past him.
Zhong Ran stopped in his tracks, bewildered for a moment.
"Was that Xu Wang?" Zhong Ran looked at the cameraman beside him.
The cameraman following Zhong Ran nodded while holding up his camera.
While Zhong Ran stood there, Xia Yu also managed to overtake him, dragging his suitcase.
Zhong Ran looked at Xu Wang up ahead,