The Young General’s Wife Is Mr. Lucky

Everyone was very excited to think that they would be able to see idols coming to teach them later.

When the class bell rang, Jiang Mosheng stepped into the training room on time. Shiny training boots, long legs wrapped in training pants, a thin waist, neat training clothes, an unparalleled face, dark and sharp eyes, exuding a qiáng aura, it's just so slow. As soon as they walked, the students who had been playful became silent, and consciously lined up.

This time Jiang Mosheng didn't bring the members of the Shenshòu team here, but this also made the students in Class F excited and even more stressed.

Their god of war idols teach them lessons in person, which is not an honor everyone can get.

"20 laps, half an hour." Jiang Mosheng gave his order very succinctly without saying any extra words.

The students of Class F were dumbfounded, they looked at each other, and they all saw the same doubts as themselves in each other's eyes.

20 laps? 20 laps what?

What does half an hour mean?

They all know that Major General Jiang has always been short-talking, and it is not easy to be able to say these words, but they must also consider their IQ. Well, they really don't understand such a simple order.

At this time, the students of Class F suddenly missed the members of the Shenshòu team from last class. Although they were a little strict and a little bit devilish, at least the requirements were clearly explained to them.

"He said let us run 20 laps in half an hour." Yu Jinli took the initiative to explain to everyone. Others might not understand Jiang Mosheng's concise words, but he understood it very well.

The crisp voice was particularly clear in the quiet training room, and everyone could hear it clearly, but at this moment, no one cared that they understood the order, but sweated for Yu Jinli's boldness.

Standing in front of them now is the famous and ruthless God of War Jiang Mosheng, who pays the most attention to military discipline. Not to mention speaking privately without his permission, even the slightest movement can't escape his eyes.

This was over, and everyone couldn't help but wailed for Yu Jinli, but it was obvious that the main lord didn't get the point in everyone's heart.

Jiang Mosheng's brows were slowly wrinkled, and his eyes when he looked at the group of students in front of him were full of sharp rays of light, making everyone dare not raise their heads to look at him. eyes hurt

The students in Class F became even more anxious, because they could see that Instructor Jiang was angry.

Some people are worried about Yu Jinli, while some people are very complaining about Yu Jinli's talkativeness just now. If they are trained later, it must be Yu Jinli's fault.

Although Meteor Ye lowered his head slightly, he could feel the sharp eyes swept over. He was thinking about whether he should bravely stand up and explain to his good friend. Even if the explanation fails, he must share the punishment with his good friend. At that time, Jiang Mosheng's low and magnetic voice sounded again, but this time it contained cold ice slag, and everyone couldn't help shivering. "There are still twenty-five minutes." Jiang Mosheng glanced at the time displayed on the personal terminal in his hand, and said, he was very dissatisfied with this group of students.

Xiao Lizi explained the content of the training carefully to them, but no one moved, each one was like a fixed log, and the mobility was too poor! need to train more

The students of Class F have no idea that their impression in the instructor's mind has dropped to a negative number, and the reason for their extra training is not Yu Jinli at all, but themselves. Now hearing the instructor's words, combined with what Yu Jinli said before, One by one, their eyes widened, and they hurried out with a whimper.

Running 20 laps in half an hour was already a difficult challenge, but it cost them five minutes in vain, which was life-threatening.

This time, without the stimulation of the team members, the running speed of the students in class F was obviously not as fast as last time, and the number of people who insisted on running 20 laps was even fewer than last time, and they were able to run on time and within the specified time. Twenty laps, and even one that doesn't.

This time, the F class students are even more afraid to look at their instructor's face

Because even so, they clearly felt that the temperature in the training room dropped several degrees.

"Poor mobility! Poor stamina!" Jiang Mosheng left two evaluations, and the rebellious half-eldest boys in Class F couldn't lift their heads. They were so obedient. If the parents of this group of students were here at this moment, they would definitely be very surprised. The little devils who are not afraid these days can have such a well-behaved side. Sure enough, the wicked have their own grind.

"Equipment training!" Jiang Mosheng dropped four words, then walked to the side and fiddled with the training machine next to him, readjusting the values ​​according to the actual situation of the students in class F.

This time, I didn't use Yu Jinli's help to translate and explain, and they all obediently followed Jiang Mosheng and put on these devices.

In fact, they are no strangers to these aristocratic young masters and young ladies, and they usually have them at home, but they think that they will become card creators in the future, and they don't need to kill enemies like power users and mecha masters. So as long as you're healthy, you don't need to do too much training.

Chapter 103 Don't hold back

So when we were training at home, everyone who could escape was perfunctory, but in front of Jiang Mosheng, no one dared to perfunctory.

Everyone obediently got on their own training equipment, and worked hard to exercise themselves according to Jiang Mosheng's requirements, but they couldn't help but hear what Instructor Qinglong said during the first fighting class. Although they want to become card maker, but the card maker

Divisions are also soldiers. Even if they don’t have to go to the front line, they may follow them to the battlefield. If their physical strength can’t keep up, they will likely be dragged back, and card making does require physical strength. Especially after seeing the training of the members of the Shenshòu team last time, everyone was also inspired by blood, especially the male classmates.

As boys, there is no one who does not yearn to become a soldier, but they are not ability users, nor do they have a B-level physique, so they cannot join the army as an ability user or a mecha master, so they can only use the card maker. identity

However, the soldiers who charge to kill the enemy are still their dream and their longing target, but if their physical strength is not enough, let alone killing the enemy, it is estimated that they will not even be able to get on the battlefield.

If they want to become stronger and more powerful, in addition to the professional knowledge of the card maker, their physical fitness must also be improved.

Thinking of this, everyone worked even harder when they were training. Even though the training suits were soaked with sweat, no one snorted.

Yu Jinli's physique is particularly thin among tall and tall boys. He looks like he should be out of breath after training for a while, but he also didn't say a word. Even if his body was sore, he quietly Use spiritual power to resolve it, and then continue training

Although his previous body looked very thin, it was definitely much stronger than a human being. Even if he was always lazy, if he was trained, he would be no worse than those real soldiers. It's obviously much worse, which makes Yu Jinli very aggrieved and misses her original body even more.

However, he doesn't know where his original body is. For now, he can only train this body a lot, and strive to become as strong as before.

Therefore, Yu Jinli worked harder and more seriously when training. After the F class students saw it, the students who originally wanted to take a break or planned to give up immediately dismissed their thoughts. It's a joke, even the weakest classmates in their class are trying to persevere. If they give up, won't they be laughed at, and they won't even dare to leave the door in the future, they can't afford to lose face

So, unknowingly, under the leadership of Yu Jinli, the students of Class F broke through their own limits one by one, and the effect of the equipment training was beginning to bear fruit, which made them very happy.

At this moment, in the principal's office, almost all the head teachers of the Card Creator Academy gathered here.

As the head teacher of class F, Xu Ling was squeezed into the corner, silently

But even so, from time to time, she could feel the angry and disdainful glances others cast on her.

Xu Ling clenched her fists tightly and lowered her head slightly, hiding the firm light in her eyes, thinking about the indoor scene she saw outside the classroom before, the group of people were either fighting or not attending classes in the classroom at all. The students, all of them sat in the classroom honestly, and even whispered much less, and more students even opened brand-new textbooks.

Seeing this scene, Xu Ling was very pleased.

The group of students in the class have become more and more obedient. They already know that they have to study hard. Xu Ling secretly decided in her heart that she will work hard for their interests no matter what, even if she can't get more, at least keep it. what they currently have