Reborn As Lucky Star-Chapter 856 Unexpected

The students of Finance Class One dragged their exhausted bodies together at the Hexagon Pavilion on campus.

It was already evening, and the day’s heat seemed to have been blown away by the evening breeze, but the anger in their hearts had not dissipated.

Pa——

Zhong Quan slapped his thigh with the back of his hand, just in time to kill a mosquito that was sucking his blood.

Feeling relieved, he looked up at Yue Qingqing and Mi Shu.

"The guys feel the same way; it’s always the same few lines over and over, trying to mess with everyone’s relationships."

The boys gathered around him were also indignant, "These people really have too much time on their hands, fanning the flames everywhere. Is it not hot enough that they have to add more fuel?"

They would not be provoked. After all, the girls had been kind enough to give them "shoe insoles" as a gesture of goodwill.

Moreover, isn’t it crazy to attack the person who raises a problem instead of finding a solution?

How could they take out their anger on Yue Qingqing, let alone isolate her?

A tall and strong boy said to Yue Qingqing, "At least we found the cause of the problem. We all know that instructor is deliberately giving us a hard time. We might as well report him directly. The training is obviously over the limit."

The boy speaking was Ya Yihong, a local from Beijing.

When he first came to the class, he carried a bit of arrogance, and during the self-introduction before military training, he raised his eyebrows and gave a half-smile before sitting down after saying his name.

He looked somewhat like a pampered son of a wealthy family.

But these past few days had been tough even for him, turning his once fair face into a dark tan from the sun.

Any arrogance he had was gone; he just wanted to vent his frustration.

Yue Qingqing pondered, "Reporting is not the best solution. The school leaders or Shi Lei’s superiors might just think our class is being spoiled, and we might end up being made an example of during the final parade."

Yue Qingqing’s words gradually calmed everyone down.

Zhong Quan nodded, "Yue really thought things through. The angrier we are now, the less we should be impulsive; we can’t directly confront the instructor and give them something to gossip about."

They still had four years of university ahead, and leaving a bad impression on the school leaders could harm their future prospects.

It might be exactly what the people behind the scenes wanted.

Yue Qingqing then slowly spoke again, "I have a plan, but it will require everyone’s cooperation."

Yue Qingqing shared her idea with everyone.

Halfway through, Mi Shu couldn’t help but slam the table, "Let’s do it!"

Ya Yihong chuckled, "Great, since he’s deliberately training us, let’s show him the consequences."

"Agreed!" The girls echoed, rubbing their fists in anticipation for the next day.

Early the next morning, the emergency whistle sounded across the campus.

Shi Lei stood squinting on the field. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

The thirty students of Finance Class One, no more no less, all stood in formation.

Shi Lei’s face was dark as iron, showing no expression, only blowing his whistle once.

"Everyone, warm-up exercises, same as before, five laps around the field."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded readily, which made Shi Lei a bit puzzled.

He had expected that after being pushed so hard for three days, the students would be unable to endure it, possibly causing trouble or arguing.

He would have then used the opportunity to punish the troublemakers by making them run extra laps as an example to others.

But surprisingly, everyone seemed obedient and compliant.

This greatly surprised Shi Lei, and he couldn’t help but feel proud.

That’s right, those who don’t obey need strict training.

Train them hard, otherwise, they won’t know their limits.

Looking at the neatly running formation, Shi Lei felt that he had successfully managed his "troops."

But just then, something unexpected happened——

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