Chapter 142

The so–called rest area was the grassy area next to the field.

Lawrence led the students there, and they sat down on the ground. They began to introduce themselves.

one by one

During high school, Carlisle enjoyed sports a lot. He often went for morning jogs. His physical condition

back then was quite optimal.

However, when he reached the tenth lap currently, he started to lose his breath. He stopped and panted

heavily with his hands on his knees.

Lawrence was the devil instructor, after all. Carlisle wondered if his legs would be fine after nine miles.

“Why’d you stop? Every time you stop, I’ll add an extra lap!” Lawrence shouted loudly at Carlisle.

Carlisle took a few quick breaths and resumed running.

By the time the students finished their self–introductions, Carlisle had already completed 20 laps.

He stopped again. He was gasping for air so badly that he felt like his heart would stop beating.

“Keep running! There are 16 laps left!” Lawrence shouted sternly at him.

voice, Carlisle requested loudly, “Permission to drink water, sir!”

No water for you until you complete

the strictest instructor of

tightened. They made up their mind

no matter what

who was sitting next to Wanda, stood up and

“Permission

the restroom. When she was halfway there, she suddenly turned and

the convenience

had already completed 28 laps. His uniform

with sweat.

blurred, his ears were ringing, and his chest was tight–signs of severe dehydration.

and sat down weakly

limit, Lawrence didn’t push him anymore.

bottle of water. “Here,

at Christine and then at the bottle in her hand. He

to buy it for you. She even paid me for the

of water on the

issue between Wanda and Carlisle. It wasn’t about their

him, which was why she had asked Christine to buy water for Carlisle.

yesterday, Christine began to doubt

come.

she offered just now, which

they were not in the same class, their feelings for each other remained. Christine had decided

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