In the evening, the sky was filled with a beautiful glow.
The half-blood red sky made the spilled afterglow of the sunset tinged with a blush.
Mo Shangjun sat on the grass, yawning, biting a popsicle stick with half a popsicle already eaten, the melted part was sliding down the edges.
She took off her training cap and threw it to her side, grabbing the stick and taking a bite of the popsicle, chewing.
Refreshing and cool.
Right in front, on the training ground track, the female second team members were running with enthusiasm...
Mo Shangjun quickly finished the remaining popsicle.
Within seconds, the team running came deliberately towards her.
"One two one, one two one—"
You Nianyu was leading the chant.
They marched in place, stirring up dust everywhere, dust swirling.
Mo Shangjun squinted, in her field of vision were these deliberately mischievous team members, they rolled up their eyelids, scanning her from the corners of their eyes, viciously, full of anger.
