"Why?" said sissy curiously.

Zhang Ye just smiled, without explaining too much, but turned to look at the white that had not even sweated.

This girl surpassed him more than one round...

"My name is Zhang Ye, where are you?"

Hearing this, the sissy looked a little shy, and her sleeves covered her face and said softly: "Liang Liangqiang."

Zhang Ye: “…”

Isn't this still a sissy?

Perhaps seeing Zhang Ye's surprise, Liang Liangqiang whispered and made a somewhat angry gesture: "The clang of others is clang, not a sissy!"

"They are pure man!"

Zhang Ye: “…”

I really didn't see it.

However, Zhang Ye will not discriminate against others in this regard. Everyone has their own personality, and his strength is enough to win Zhang Ye's respect.

Then Xiong Yanting arrived too.

After crossing the finish line, she saw that Zhang Ye was gritting her teeth, which made Zhang Ye feel surprised.

Didn't I mess with her?

The next moment, Xiong Yanting strode to Zhang Ye and said, "Next time! I won't lose to you next time!"

Zhang Ye was stunned and nodded with a chuckle.

It seems that he is a very strong desire for victory or defeat.

"Zhang Ye."

"Xiong Yanting!"

Soon, the student on his back also arrived, looking a little weak, and panting, "You... are you monsters..."

Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Young man still needs to practice. My name is Zhang Ye, where are you?"

"Hao Jiahuo."

Zhang Ye: “…”

Good guy?

Are you all so casually named?!

Finally, Xingzai and Huang Shaojie arrived. Seeing that the three guys had already started to hang out with Huang Shaojie, Zhang Ye couldn't help laughing.

These three are famous for social terror.

Well, it's a social terrorist, thank you.

Compared to them, Zhang Ye is considered introverted.

Although Huang Shaojie was the slowest, he ran for fifteen laps desperately. He was so tired that he was breathing heavily. Zhang Ye walked over and patted his back, slowed him down, and smiled and said, "It's not bad."

Huang Shaojie glanced at him: "Use... use you to say..."

Zhang Ye: "But you still have five circles."

Huang Shaojie was stunned and then realized.

After all, the instructor has to run the twenty laps required by the squad.

Xiong Yanting and others only realized it.

"Grass..." Huang Shaojie took a few sips, waved his hand at Zhang Ye, and continued to start running around.

The rest of the people were the same. Only Liang Liangqiang covered half of his little face and looked at Zhang Ye without blinking.

To be honest, if I hadn't known that he was a man, he would have looked picturesque.

The long eyelashes, the soft and natural long light blue hair, the beautiful phoenix eyes and fair skin, how beautiful it looks.

Those who don’t know will really think he is a girl.

And Zhang Ye was so furious when he saw him.

"Then...that, don't you go run?"

"I'm not in a hurry~"

Listening to the soft voice, Zhang Ye swallowed.

This thing is definitely a big deal when wearing women's clothing.

Bai Ze looked around him for a few times, then ran back with a puzzled look on his face and said to Zhang Ye: "Yezi, is he a boy or a girl?"

Zhang Ye: "I remain skeptical..."

Seeing Zhang Ye whispering to the air, Liang Liangqiang blinked his narrow phoenix eyes, then put down his hand, showed a sweet smile, and said, "You are very interesting~"

"Do you want to team up together?"

"Get a team?" Zhang Ye was stunned, then smiled and said, "I have my own team."

Upon hearing this, Liang Liangqiang's eyes lit up: "Can you add me one?"

Such a look and such a voice made Zhang Ye feel full of incongruity.

Fortunately, his voice is quite natural and he will not deliberately act coquettishly. As long as he doesn't consider that he is a man, just listening to the sound is probably a pleasure.

It’s just that Zhang Ye can’t enjoy it.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ye thought for a moment and smiled and said, "If possible, I will come and invite you in person."

Liang Liangqiang is very smart and can hear the meaning of Zhang Ye's words.

So he smiled and nodded: "Okay, then I'll go running first, see you guys~"

"Goodbye...goodbye." Zhang Ye swallowed.

Seeing him gradually moving away, Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew that Liang Liangqiang was very strong and could have such physical fitness without using the spirit. This slim guy is definitely a figure of the tyrannosaurus level.

However, Zhang Ye’s requirements for joining the team are not just strength.

There are also personality, values, character, team fit, etc.

These are all things to be seen. Compared with these, Liang Liangqiang's personality is not a problem.

Bai Ze looked at Liang Liangqiang's departure back, and vaguely, she felt that this guy seemed a little threatening...

On the other hand, Meng Feifan and the instructors in Class 1 were filled with emotion.

"It's still the little Taotie is so fierce..."

"Just kidding, how can you not be too hard to do 68 bowls of rice?"

"But I remember that blue-haired person is called... Liang Liangqiang, right?"

"Well, I'm very impressed by him. This kid has too much personality..."

"But he is indeed a good seedling, and his spirit is terrible."

Upon hearing this, a class of instructors looked at Meng Feifan: "Do you know?"

"Know."

"Tell me?"

Meng Feifan laughed: "This is a secret. You will know when your level rises."

"As long as you know, no one has an absolute chance of winning against Liang Liangqiang."

As soon as these words were spoken, the instructors of the class were shocked: "Not even you?"

"No." Meng Feifan shook his head, exhaled, and said deeply: "He is 100% super-spirited when he can grow up."

Hearing this evaluation, the instructor of the class was a little shocked.

He had never heard of anyone who had such a high evaluation from Meng Feifan.

Of course, except for Zhang Ye.

That little glutton was not included in the evaluation range.

"In addition to Liang Liangqiang, among these people, there are a few spirits that are of great value for cultivation."

"But the value of spiritual cultivation does not mean that people have it. Just look at how independent they are."

As he said that, Meng Feifan's eyes were frozen on a slow figure on the runway.

His speed is very slow, only four or five meters per second, and it is not slow before the recovery day.

But now, he is definitely the tail of the crane.

Even the second-to-last place is nearly a lap faster than him.
To be continued...