Su Tang felt that gaze that was about to leave, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, unnoticed by anyone.
Next was Jiang Yan. He arrived at almost the same time as Su An, equally composed, though his breathing was slightly rapid.
He glanced at Su An, who had already stopped, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, then silently stood a few steps behind her.
Then, Gao Kai rushed over, sweating profusely and his chest heaving. When he saw Su An already standing there, he paused for a moment, then quickly ran to her side.
Liu Landi, Bai Wei, Zhuo Yue, Xu Gaogui, Du Jinshan, Zhang Man, Zhou Zhihui...
One by one, the soldiers who had performed well in regular training rushed onto the parade ground, panting, and spontaneously began to line up behind Su Tang.
Although the group was sparse and stood crookedly, it had at least taken shape.
Lei Kuan glanced at the stopwatch in his hand; the pointer had just skipped the last tick.
"One minute is up!" Lei Kuan announced loudly, his voice filled with shame and anger.
Within a minute, of the seventy men in the entire Third Battalion, only a mere dozen or so arrived on time!
Qin Ye's gaze swept over the dozen or so people standing haphazardly in front of him.
His gaze lingered on Su An, Jiang Yan, and Gao Kai's faces for a fraction of a second each, before finally settling on the road that stretched from the dormitory building, where countless people were still running frantically, wailing in pain.
There, shadowy figures struggled in the darkness, like a swarm of headless flies.
The atmosphere on the playground was oppressive.
All the soldiers who arrived on time felt the low pressure emanating from the new instructor, like a Siberian cold front, and they all fell silent, not daring to even breathe.
The late-arriving soldiers continued to rush over, and when they saw the scene on the parade ground, they were all so frightened that they quickly shut their mouths and hurriedly found a place to squeeze into the ranks.
More and more people gathered on the playground, from a dozen to thirty, then to sixty...
Just then, the last figure finally stumbled out of the darkness.
She seemed to be running very fast, panting heavily, her chest heaving violently, making her appear exceptionally frail.
"ah--!"
A delicate yet perfectly timed exclamation pierced the deathly silence of the playground.
When the figure was about ten meters away from the group, he tripped over something and lost his balance.
She drew what she thought was a "graceful" arc in mid-air, and fell straight towards the direction where Qin Ye was standing.
The moment Qiao Lin rushed out of the dormitory building, she immediately spotted that towering figure in the center of the playground.
She deliberately slowed her pace, catching up with the last person. The timing was perfect.
When she saw Qin Ye's icy, knife-like gaze sweeping over the group, her heart started pounding uncontrollably.
Now!
She had calculated the distance and angle perfectly, and with a "casual" twist of her ankle, she fell forward in the most graceful posture she had practiced countless times in her mind.
This pose not only showcases her slender waist and vulnerability in a state of panic, but also allows her face to tilt upwards at the moment of falling, so that the other person can clearly see her carefully made-up, pitiful face.
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