As for the instructor, the words he said off the training ground were opposite to the ruthlessness he displayed on the training ground. His verbal skills were rather artistic. One could find many layers of meaning to the words he said if one were to carefully listen.
Ye Jian and Song Zhiqiu exchanged glances and followed the instructor to the sports ground.
The content of the friendly competition was very simple. There were three courses.
5,000 meters of running, 400 meters of obstacle course, and a round of accurate shooting. As for sit-ups and the like, there was none of that. There were only these three hard subjects.
The physical training class of the four classes was temporarily put aside. The students gathered and sat outside under the sun. The officer went on stage to say a few words. Xu Wen heard someone mutter, "Friendship first, competition second. Who are you lying to?"
"There must be a winner and a loser in a competition. It's so embarrassing to lose."
