Chapter Fifty Paying the Price

  Qin Qing's emotions were a bit strange, he didn't feel too depressed, but rather somewhat relieved, with a hint of surprise in his heart, he stood up and said to Sang Hong:

  "Alright, no regrets, starting tomorrow morning, suggest 5000m cross-country training, add 5kg weight-bearing, time control within 40 minutes."

  He said and left coolly.

  Zhao Yibo gazed coldly, and the dark crowd followed Qin Qing's back, withdrawing one after another.

  He sighed and squatted down beside her, asking: "Is this the stake you risked your life to win? You——"

  It's clear he didn't know how to continue, the feelings in his heart couldn't be expressed in words.

  After so many days of getting along with each other, the people in their class have made progress little by little under Sang Hong's encouragement and have formed a very deep bond.

  Even if he knew that Shang Hong's proposal to lose and become the boy's little maid was a trick, he still felt dizzy and suffocated when he heard Ouyang Mengmeng's retelling.

  "Go get that shameless girl from your class, she's been pestering our school's Qin Qingfeng for two years, and now she even wants to compete with him, if she loses, she'll be his personal maid for a week, how disgusting!"

  Those words made the boys in their class feel ashamed, the goddess they admired and worshipped would really do such a thing?

  Xiang Hong looked at everyone's worried and angry eyes, smiled awkwardly, shook her overworked and cramping belly, which hurt so much that she was gasping for air, furrowed her brow, and stubbornly said:

  "What an extraordinary thing! What an extraordinary plan! Haven't I won already?"

  "You still have the face to smile, you don't think this behavior is dedicating yourself for an ideal, do you?" Lailai teased with a smile.

  "You really understand me, it's this thrilling idea that inspires me!" Xiang Hong smiled foolishly with a thick face, able to face so many classmates, and be so casual and carefree in such an embarrassing posture, this feeling is great.

  "What did Qin Qing mean by what she said before she left? 5,000 meters of cross-country running with a heavy load is your spoils of war?" Zhao Yibo teased her.

  "Hmm, everyone can try with me, our group of bookworms who only know how to read books are much weaker compared to the soldiers in the grassroots military camps."

  Xiang Hong responded without hesitation, recalling Qin Qing's words, her expression turned serious.

  Everyone listened to her words and understood her, and they also vaguely knew why she did this.

  ……

  Sitting on the neatly laid out mat, Sang Hong hugged her feet and carefully examined her toenails.

  At this moment, she felt that her limbs were all reassembled and had reached their limit, which was the beginning of a new breakthrough. Although it was clear that this feeling would not last for more than a few days, the pain that was like being torn apart still left her with lingering fear.

  She simply can't fall asleep now.

  When competing in indoor climbing, she sought speed and put all her weight on her toes.

  At this moment, although it has been soaked in warm water for a long time, the toes are still numb and dull, lacking sharp sensation.

  Luckily I won against that guy, but at what cost, sigh.

  Staring at the somewhat mottled pattern on her toes, she distracted herself - it was time to repaint them anyway, and she could consider it a reward.

  She smiled with pursed lips - it turned out that human potential can be ignited, just like her rock climbing score tonight, usually in the gym, having competed countless times, never had such a good result.

  She took out a neat box of nail polish and painted a bright yellow sunflower on her toenails, twisting in pain with each stroke, as physical pain was the simplest way to regain consciousness.

  After she carefully completed ten patterns, her toes finally regained their sharp tactile sensation.

  Alright, the heaviest injury has been recalled, she lightly jumped down, leaned against a wall, and began to rapidly tremble her body like being electrocuted. If she didn't move to delay fatigue, the muscles injured from today's high-intensity match would surely make her feel like dying tomorrow.

  Guo Lili was sleeping on the lower bunk, and as soon as she turned over, she saw that terrifying movement, her sleepiness suddenly flew away, her hair stood up, and she sat up with a voice that was shocked out of its truth:

  "Ah - Sang - Sang Hong, you bastard, what's the meaning of shaking like a zombie in the middle of the night, it can scare people to death!"

  The other two people were also woken up, their bodies tired and sore from training during the day, even turning over was difficult.

  Lailai yawned, looked at Sang Hong's appearance, and hurriedly said to Guo Lili: "Your ghostly cry is probably more frightening than that. What do you mean? You woke up yourself and also want to find a companion. You don't know how hard it is to sleep with aching all over!"

  Liu Na, who was sleeping on the top bunk above Guo Lili, heard the noise and looked out to see Sang Hong, saying drowsily:

  "San Hong is indeed too capable of stirring up trouble, our training intensity today was just as high, yet she still had the energy to compete with that handsome man for four rounds, I really don't know whether to admire her perseverance or envy her body that's comparable to steel."

  "It's not that, I think it's Qin Qing's infinite charm that makes her blood boil, and she can't even think of being tired. This degree of pursuit, combined with that little appearance, is probably enough to move men's hearts." Guo Lili said with a sour tone.

  "Uh - Ouyang Mengmeng - that mother tiger won't be invited to our training ground again, ah - if Ouyang Mengmeng comes to find our Zhangzi tomorrow, she'll skin us alive!" Liu Na wailed repeatedly.

  Everyone immediately thought of the terrifying thing that Ou Yang Mengmeng did after being released from solitary confinement - she would diligently run to deliver cold drinks and chat with all the instructors during class breaks.

  Then, with a smile, she suggested to Liu Da Zhuang - when we were in military training last year, standing at attention was not just one hour, but 100 minutes; Liu Da Zhuang readily agreed and directly increased the amount of training for their class to the standard she mentioned.

  To stand at attention like a standard, you need to put a leaf between your knees. Liu Da Zhu accepted the package of leaves she sent over with great enthusiasm and had them use it directly, standing until they were shaking all over, and before long, one of them fell down.

  The slogan is a bit old-fashioned, our original slogans were varied and numerous - Liu Da Zhu was surprised and delighted to receive the note she handed over, with a slogan as long as a song on it. They stubbornly shouted without repeating for a week, finally confirming the current slogan "External training class, charming unlimited, military training extreme, brave climbing" from that despicable person's smile, shouting until their classmates were internally injured.

  Where is their original slogan "Wai Xun Yi Ban, Qiang Han Chuang Guan, Sha Sha Sha——" ringing?

  These sad past events are no longer needed to be mentioned, and it's all tears when looking back!

  "Haha, since the past is unbearable to recall, let's not think about it too much. Aren't you all feeling sore? Come down and practice with me. Although this move isn't elegant, it has an extremely good effect on relaxing muscles and relieving pain and fatigue."

  Xiang Hong smiled and laughed as she enthusiastically served wine.

  "Is it really so effective?" Liu Na muttered to herself, looking at Sang Hong's appearance with a mixture of trust and doubt.