(ARC 1-4 ) Quick wear: The host of Bailian is milky and sweet

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Ji Sishen even deliberately emphasized the three words dear, for fear that someone would not be able to hear it.

Fu Ting had a headache, this little guy...

The people in the classroom, seeing Ji Sishen being so unruly and still acting like a fool, felt that he was courting death.

The last person who was so arrogant was almost unscathed by Fu Ting's practice his.

Fu Ting looked a little cold, "You're late for a whole class, don't you know?"

What he said seemed to have a bit of majesty.

But Ji Sishen nodded as if he couldn't see it, "Well, I know now, so dear Marshal, are you going to punish me?"

The last sound of this sentence sounds a little aggrieved.

It's those star-filled eyes, with a bit of cunning, and it doesn't look like a grievance at all.

Fu Tingban's face was straight, as if oil and salt could not enter.

"A training ground in Area A, thirty laps."

Lu Sheng: "..."

Marshal, can you be more obvious?  Area A, isn't that where you work?

Thirty laps?  For a lap of 400 meters, it's a waste of time to run down.

Ji Sishen looked distressed, like a small thorn on his head.

"Thirty laps? Marshal, a student of the Combat Department, can't run down the training, right?"

Some students were shocked and blurted out.

And everyone else almost reacted the same way.  For the first time, I really felt the ruthlessness of the strongest marshal in the universe.

Fu Ting tapped his index finger on the table without looking at anyone.

The tone was light, but the unprovoked pressure that revealed made people dare not breathe.

"Don't think that you can ignore your physical fitness because you are in the command department. Remember, on the battlefield, the enemy doesn't care if you are in the command department or the combat department!"

Lu Sheng on the side also spoke at the right time, "Don't forget, before the marshal was awakened, he could run over thirty laps at the age of sixteen."

"It also makes you understand that if you don't think that you are a student of the command department, you can directly ignore physical fitness."

"When the danger comes, you will find that the commanding talent you are proud of will be your weakest existence."

"Students of Guangting Academy, such a crippled person is not allowed to enter the battlefield!"

"Right now, 20 laps of the training ground in Area C!"

At this moment, Lu Sheng is also Fu Ting's upper body, serious and meticulous, which makes people terrified.

Almost everyone hurried to the training ground to run laps in silence, for fear that they would fall and be reprimanded.

Compared with Ji Sishen's 30 laps, they were simply too lucky.

Fu Ting had no doubts about Lu Sheng 's handling his, and what he said was exactly what Fu Ting wanted to say.

"Go and stare at them, twenty laps each."

Lu Sheng gave a military salute and went to stare at the person.

It is convenient for the marshal and the little lady to get tired.

Just like the little lady, he was reluctant to let him run so many laps.

and…  …

Maybe it was because the marshal was too violent yesterday, which caused the little lady to sleep until now.

Lu Sheng always felt that if he was careless, the truth was revealed.

When everyone left, Ji Sishen smiled at Fu Ting.

A pair of beautiful eyes narrowed, with an expression that completely read his mind.

But Fu Ting held the person's collar without changing his face, "I will stare at you and run in person."

Ji Sishen did n't have the slightest sense of danger, and he hummed happily.

Fu Ting always felt that he didn't seem to have any deterrence in front of his own little milk bag?