Seeing everyone's hesitant expressions, Fu Qin rolled up his sleeves and said, "Don't want to run? That's fine. As long as you beat me, you don't have to run."
"Does anyone want to try it?" Fu Qin looked at the crowd and extended an invitation.
No one answered.
Do they still remember that Fu Qin beat Chen Xingyu into the hospital a few days ago? They couldn't even beat Chen Xingyu, so how could they possibly beat her?
In the silence, Chen Xingyu stood up and took off his coat.
Just when the cadets thought he was going to challenge Fu Qin again, Chen Xingyu took the lead and ran around the field.
Chen Xingyu: "I can't beat him, so I ran away first."
Military cadets: "..."
Seeing that Chen Xingyu had started running, they had no choice but to follow him.
Fu Qin stood in the middle of the field and watched quietly.
At the beginning, everyone's running speed was almost the same, and the whole team looked very neat from a distance.
But after running 20 laps, the gap between everyone gradually widened.
The fast ones, such as Chen Xingyu, had already finished 29 laps, leaving the others far behind; the slow ones had only run 23 laps and were already out of breath.
Seeing that the last few people were gradually starting to lose their pace and were running slower and slower, Fu Qinyouyou added, "There will be a penalty for the last ten, and the penalty will be doubled if you don't finish the race."
Her voice was not loud, but loud enough for everyone to hear.
“!”
As soon as these words were spoken, not only did the last few students start to speed up, but even the students in the front row could not help but quicken their pace, fearing that they would be overtaken.
No one knew what the punishment was, but Fu Qin was such a ruthless person that she even called running 15,000 meters a warm-up. The punishment she mentioned was simply unimaginable.
No one wants to be punished.
For a moment, everyone ran as fast as they could, leaving no trace of energy behind.
Everyone is competing with each other and the internal competition is serious.
This also led to the fact that almost everyone had reached their limit by the last ten laps. They all had hideous faces and black eyes, relying entirely on their willpower to hold their breath and grit their teeth to sprint.
After finally finishing 50 laps, their legs no longer belonged to them. After taking two limp steps, they fell to the ground and lay flat on the spot.
Fu Qin frowned as he looked at the dead bodies of students lying on the ground. "Are you really in the fifth grade?"
Chen Xingyu, who was also standing, said: "Right."
Fu Qin showed disdain: "Too weak."
She originally wanted to start the formal class after warming up and continue the part that Ren Yuzhou had not finished teaching before, but looking at the condition of these students, Fu Qin felt it necessary to strengthen their physical training first.
Upon hearing this, the students trembled and dared not speak.
They didn't know how they managed to get through the get out of class; every minute and every second of the class seemed especially long.
No class had ever made them as exhausted physically and mentally as this practical class, and they desperately wanted to escape.
There was not a single muscle in everyone's body that was not sore, and even the simplest step became extremely difficult.
Fu Qin was more heartless than any other teacher they had ever met. No matter how strict the other teachers were, they would occasionally let them off the hook when they were exhausted.
But Fuqin won’t.
Faced with the students' wailing, Fu Qin remained indifferent.
Using the softest face, saying the harshest words.
"Another set."
Like the devil's whisper.
A group of strong young people were forced to collapse and were exhausted like dogs.
When Fu Qin said the class was over, everyone felt like they heard the sound of nature and came alive.
After this class, no one dared to look down on Fu Qin anymore.
Those who had initially thought that the Shinjuku governor was easy to bully because of his thin arms and legs now shed tears of regret.
This is not a soft persimmon at all, this is clearly a big devil.
Just as the students were about to leave like zombies, the big devil spoke again: "The ten or so who just ran away, please stay."
The ten people whose names were called out seemed to have their fate strangled by the throat. They watched the others slip away quickly, feeling very uneasy.
Are you going to make them run another 50 laps?
They thought nervously.
Fu Qin glanced at them one by one, and his gaze stopped on a young man with black hair and black eyes.
"I seem to have seen you before." Fu Qin thought.
"Maybe in the dormitory?" The person who was called felt a chill on his back.
"Oh, I remember now," Fu Qin suddenly realized, "the one who returned to the dormitory on time on the night of the start of school."
"...Yes, it's me." He didn't expect that Fu Qin still remembered him after such a long time.
"May I have your name?"
"Wu Chen."
Fu Qin nodded. "You guys are too weak to run. You must be more diligent than the others. Starting tomorrow, Wu Chen, you will lead the nine of them to run 50 laps here every morning."
The ten people widened their eyes upon hearing this: "?!"
Wow, it’s not just about running 50 laps again, it’s about running 50 laps every day after that!
"Run for a semester?" someone asked weakly.
Fu Qin: "Until I'm not in the bottom ten in the next practical class."
They understood immediately that only by beating the countdown could they avoid running every day.
In order to avoid running 50 laps every day, they have to run faster and overtake the people in front. But the other people in the class will not sit idly by and will probably run as hard as they can.
By then, people will be involved in the fight and some will be killed.
In the end, no one can expect to have an easy life.
What kind of devilish teaching is this?
What a devil teacher!
The ten people looked at Fu Qin with horror in their eyes.
After the get out of class of Class 2, Grade 5 of the Mecha Combat Department was over, someone immediately posted the news that Fu Qin would take over as the fifth-grade practical class teacher on the military academy forum.
The teacher who will take over the fifth-grade practical class has appeared! You'll never guess who it is!
The title itself makes people want to get into it.
Many people opened the post out of curiosity.
The host said, "It's Fu Ci! Our dormitory manager! Unexpected, right?"
The onlookers:?
I really can't guess that.
What is even more unexpected is that in this post, many students from Class 2, Grade 5 came out to share their experiences and complain bitterly, accusing Fu Qin of not only arranging a large number of training contents to torture their bodies, but also psychologically suppressing their self-esteem, thinking that they were too weak, which was a double blow.
Looking at the long list of training contents listed by them, the others who had never taken the Fuqin class were stunned.
45L: No way, it’s so scary?!
46L: ...With such a high intensity, are you all okay?
47L: Not very good...
48L: It’s useless…
49L: Does Shinjuku care if she is a devil?
50L: I admit that I spoke a little loudly to Ren Yuzhou before. Fu Ci is the strictest teacher in the Federal Military Academy!
51L: I have a quick question. Will Fu Ci only teach the fifth grade this year, or will he be responsible for the practical classes for the fifth grade in the future?
52L: +1 for wanting to know! This is very important to this fourth-year rookie [shuddering].
53L: Going back upstairs, she said she would only teach this year.
Seeing this, the mecha combat students from other grades breathed a sigh of relief, but the fifth graders were not so lucky.
57L: I’m already scared even before fifth grade classes start.
58L: I looked at the class schedule and saw that there was a practical class tomorrow. I was completely stunned.
59L: Is it too late to start running now?
At this time, the ten people who were kept in school also posted the details of their punishment, and the post was full of wailing.
70L: Huh? 50 laps a day?
71L: She’s forcing us to roll...
72L: Let me die.
73L: I’m sorry everyone, I really don’t want to run 15,000 meters every day. We will be opponents on the day of the practical class, and I will not show mercy [bowing].
74L: Upstairs? Shouldn't we unite and resist together?!
75L: Resist? How can we resist? Rely on stubbornness?
76L: Oh, by the way, Teacher Fu Ci said that if you can defeat her you don’t have to run. I suggest 74L give it a try.
77L: ...Ah, just pretend I didn’t say that.
…
Bai Ya also saw this post.
He had just finished running 15,000 meters when he had no classes, and while taking a walk to rest, he opened the military academy forum.
Now his body has gradually become accustomed to the high-intensity training and it is not as difficult as it was at the beginning.
Bai Ya was not surprised that Fu Qin would temporarily take over as the practical class teacher. After all, Fu Qin's strength was obvious to all, and it would be a waste of his talent for him to be just a small dormitory manager.
However, as he was browsing, he found that the training content of the classes that the fifth graders talked about looked very familiar. Bai Ya took out his own training schedule and checked it, and immediately found a lot of overlaps.
Thinking that the fifth graders were suffering with him, Bai Ya felt much better for some reason.
It's like thinking that you are the only one staying up late to finish homework, but then you find out that a whole grade of people are also doing homework. Although the amount of homework has not decreased, as long as you think that there are many people as miserable as you, it seems that your situation is not so bad, and you may even be more motivated.
Bai Ya clenched his fists, cheered himself up, and started to rush to the next training.
Chen Xingyu also saw this post.
He had just finished his meal when he saw the post and laughed out loud: "They say you are a devil, hahahahaha."
Fu quilt: “?”
"Where did you say that?" she asked.
"Military Academy Forum." Chen Xingyu said, and turned the computer page to Fu Qin.
"Look." Chen Xingyu said, pointing to a message.
Fu Qin looked at the blue and white page on the light screen where many people had replied. She scrolled up and down and saw that many of them were leaving messages expressing fear.
She knew about the military academy forum, but it was almost entirely populated by students. Fu Qin had no interest in understanding the daily joys and sorrows of military academy students, so she rarely opened it.
Didn’t expect they were still talking about teachers in the forum?
Fu Qin was silent for a moment, then immediately opened her laptop and entered the military academy forum, where she immediately saw the discussion thread. She replied using the account [Fatherly Kindness and Filial Piety]:
110L: I still say the same thing. If you can beat me, you don't have to attend my class. If you can't beat me, I'll just come to class. I'm always willing to accept challenges.
The teacher account and the student account look different, and the difference can be seen at a glance.
Everyone was silent as they looked at the teacher's account that suddenly appeared.
This name, this meaning, is it the dorm manager himself?!
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