Mu Weicheng frowned, his voice was cold.

Ling Nuannuan's eyes turned red immediately, her small mouth flattened, and she stopped talking.

More than 30 students in a class were very surprised that Ling Nuannuan was a freshman. I heard that she went to another customs school before and just transferred to the military school yesterday. I don't know what is the relationship with her, but she can come and go freely in such a strict school.

The relationship between Ling Nuannuan and Ling Mofeng's younger sister has always been blocked. Except for high-level people, some ordinary people don't know about it. They only think that Ling Nuannuan must be a child of a rich family, because she has an aristocratic aura about her.

Mu Weicheng looked at her rapidly reddened eyes, and the next second, tears rolled down, crying silently and extremely sad.

"Wipe your tears clean, cry as soon as you say a few words, and see if you can still cry in the sun in a while."

Mu Weicheng really had nothing to do with her, so he had to scold her a few more times.

Ling Nuannuan immediately wiped away tears with the back of his hand, showing him a row of fine white teeth: "Is instructor Mu planning to accept me as a student?"

Mu Weicheng ignored her, turned around and went to class.

Ling Nuannuan is finally happy, because Mu Weicheng's silence is tantamount to acquiescing.

Sure enough, only tears are the most effective way to deal with him. She has to cherish her tears and save them for critical moments.

Mu Weicheng thought in his heart that Ling Nuannuan was asking for guilt. He didn't believe that her delicate young lady of the Ling family could endure his harsh teaching style. He was afraid that she would transfer to another school in despair and didn't even say hello to him.

Mu Weicheng originally wanted to talk about some theoretical knowledge, but he felt that he had to let these young people go out to practice before talking about it. The combination of theory and practice would have a better effect.

"Go and change your clothes now. I'll see you at the third training ground in ten minutes. If anyone is one minute late, he has to run around the ground twice, counting from now on."

Mu Weicheng glanced down at the watch in his hand and issued strict instructions.

A group of young people in the classroom immediately ran to the locker room.

Ling Nuannuan was also among them, but she had just run a few steps, and suddenly she was tripped by someone, and she fell to the ground, her arms and knees were injured.

She was a little confused. She didn't expect to be plotted against in this way on the second day after the new transfer. She sat on the ground with annoyed face. She knew that this school had a serious team organization. She didn't expect that she, a freshman, would be targeted so soon.

Ling Nuannuan stood up unconvinced, and immediately speeded up and ran to the locker room.

It was just the bruised knees and arms that made her pretty face wrinkle and the pain was unbearable.

In the locker room, Ling Nuannuan took her training clothes and put them on quickly, and ran out regardless. However, what she didn't expect was that as soon as she ran out, someone pointed behind her.

Ling Nuannuan looked back at the boys and girls who were laughing with a mask on her face, but she couldn't find out where the laughter was. She kept turning around, but she still didn't feel anything wrong.

"Hurry up, there are still three minutes."

Someone around her shouted anxiously, Ling Nuannuan could only quickly run to the third training ground, the only thing she had to do now was not to back down.

In fact, when she entered this school, she did ask her grandpa to help her out. Grandpa and the principal here are old friends. Ling Nuannuan ran over to beg grandpa. Grandpa Ling doted on this granddaughter very much. Naturally, he couldn't refuse her granddaughter's request. Anyway, she had to study wherever she was. It was not a bad thing to change the environment and exercise her.

Ling Nuannuan ran over with all her strength, but she was still a minute late. When everyone stood in line, she was still holding her legs out of breath.

"Ling Nuannuan, you're late, one minute, go run twice."

Mu Weicheng made strict demands on her without mercy.

Of course Ling Nuannuan is willing to gamble and admit defeat. Since she is here, she will never give up. No matter how Mu Weicheng punishes her, she is willing to accept it. Who makes her want to see this man all day long.

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