25. Wild Lolita (Thanks for sweeping the world! New)
The crane left, walking very peacefully.
Foxy and Zefa were the only ones in the whole office. Although Zefa didn't give out any aura, Foxy couldn't help but become nervous.
Look at those arms with thick thighs and the strong muscles covered by clothes. You can't even punch him casually.
Comparing his own small physique, he is no different from a chicken.
"First go and get to know your future friends."
Quickly and without any delay, Zefa stood up and walked towards the door.
"Yes, General Zefa."
Foxy followed behind, his steps firm.
"Call me Teacher Zefa from now on."
Without looking back, Zefa had a sullen face.
"Yes, Teacher Zefa."
I don’t know why Foxy is nervous and a little uneasy. Is it because Zefa’s aura is too strong?
"gather!"
Zefa brought Foxy to the playground with a stern face.
Foxy could clearly detect that some children were trembling, presumably because they were a little afraid of Zefa.
Neatly, a dozen children of different heights and ages stood in two rows on the playground, looking at Zefa intently.
"Fox, please introduce yourself."
"yes."
With a sullen face, Foxy was also serious.
It's not that he doesn't want to relax, it's because Zefa's aura is too strong, making the atmosphere particularly heavy.
"My name is Foxy. I am 14 years old. Please take care of me."
"snort!"
Some children put their hands on their shoulders and looked at Foxy with disdain in their eyes, while others looked at Foxy and smiled.
But that smile was a smile of schadenfreude.
Foxy's heart skipped a beat, feeling that these little brats were not easy to get along with.
"Next, you will get familiar with it gradually. Now run five laps along the playground."
Without any warning, Zefa issued the order.
As soon as they heard this order, all the children felt as if they had been abandoned and couldn't help but scream.
"Teacher Zefa?"
A child with short blond hair and a relatively broad chin, who looked about sixteen or seventeen, wanted to say something, but before he could finish speaking, Zefa looked at him and trembled on the spot.
"Gaspard, add one more circle."
"Who has any questions?" Looking around, Zefa's face was sullen, looking like a devil, which made more than a dozen children afraid to breathe.
"What are you still doing? Run away."
Zefa roared angrily.
"yes."
Dust was thrown up, and a dozen children faced the sunshine and began to run around the playground.
Zefa didn't need to say anything, Foxy followed behind very sensibly, but his face trembled when he looked at the huge playground.
Preliminary estimation is that this lap is at least eight or nine kilometers, and those five laps...
They were so intense right from the start, and they really didn't treat them as human beings.
The most important thing is that these guys ran too fast, and they just distanced themselves from Foxy all of a sudden.
Foxy used all his strength to chase after him, but he could only stay away.
mmp, why don't you be so cruel?
Foxy had just finished a lap and was sweating profusely with his tongue hanging out, but these guys were already on their second lap, and some of them were not red in the face or out of breath.
What made Foxy speechless the most was that a little loli in the crowd ran faster than him. When passing by him, Foxy smiled sweetly. Instead of feeling the spring breeze, Foxy felt deeply malicious.
I can't even compare to a loli.
Shame, great shame.
The entire playground has a runway of ten kilometers, which is 10,000 meters. In previous lives, the runways of some schools were probably 400 meters or 500 meters, which means there are 20 500-meter runways here.
Those five laps add up to 50,000 meters, which is equivalent to 50 kilometers. That's not enough to kill people.
Even though Foxy had practiced for more than a month before, 50 kilometers was still a long way to go.
This is a marathon!
Starting slowly, those guys who were running like Hot Wheels also started to slow down with their tongues hanging out.
Foxy was not in a hurry and just ran slowly, keeping his breathing steady even though his head was sweating profusely and his legs were beginning to feel weak.
The three leading children in the crowd were particularly strong, especially the wild loli, who actually ran in the second echelon. As for Foxy, who was far ahead in the third echelon, he was the only one.
The sun was always shining overhead, and slowly there were fewer and fewer people on the playground. They had completed five laps, and now only Foxy and Gaspard, who had added one more lap, were left.
His mouth was dry, Foxy felt like his legs were no longer his, and breathing was painful, but he persisted.
"Your name is Foxy?"
Running side by side, both of them were on the last lap, but Foxy was on the fifth lap and Gaspard was on the sixth lap.
With his tongue hanging out and his whole body wet with sweat, Foxy turned his head and looked at Gaspard, feeling like he had seen him somewhere before.
"Hello..."
He couldn't breathe, and Foxy was smiling more ugly than crying.
"You are so weak."
With a look of disdain on his face, Gaspard ignored Foxy after saying this, quickened his pace and was in front of Foxy.
His face froze, Foxy looked at the back of Juechen, and really wanted to shoot with a slow aperture.
Why don't you learn well at such a young age? Shouldn't you help according to the normal routine?
Even if he adds insult to injury, he still despises it.
Foxy wanted to catch up and feel proud, but the idea was a good one, but his body didn't allow it.
However, it seems that the name Gaspard has been heard somewhere. He has short blond hair, a big mouth, a wide chin, and a very fierce look. At a glance, you can tell that he is from the gang.
Unable to think of it for a moment, Foxy gritted his teeth and persisted.
Although it was a little slow, I still finished the race.
He was so tired that he wanted to die. Foxy put his hands on his knees and panted heavily. His whole body felt as if he had been soaked by water, not to mention how embarrassed he was.
Everyone nearby looked at him.
"Physical condition is too poor."
Even Zefa frowned.
Straightening up, Foxy's breathing was no longer panting, but his chest was still heaving violently and his legs were shaking.
"Teacher Zefa, I will work hard."
Clenching his fists, Foxy's self-esteem was stronger than he imagined.
I have finally reached this moment, looking at people's faces, flattering, and even risking my life. I must not give up halfway.
My left eye hurts. Even my life has been in danger. What else am I afraid of?
What's more, it's also about plastic surgery, so you can't be careless!
"Work hard, of course you have to work hard. I won't treat you differently just because you were recommended by He. Everyone here is like this, so you will spend the days in hell in the future, and you will die if you are not careful."
He glanced at Foxy, then Zefa stared at Gaspard and the others with cold eyes.
Swallowing saliva, everyone held their breath. They had only joined the academy for ten days and a half, and the longest was only one or two months, so they had not figured out Zefa's temper yet.
"That's it for today. You go back and have a good rest. We will start formal training tomorrow. If you don't meet my requirements, you will know then."
"Drake, take Foxy to your dormitory, and the others can move around freely."
Zefa didn't wait for anyone to answer, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Zefa disappear out of thin air, all the students breathed a sigh of relief.
Because the pressure Zefa put on them was too heavy...