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Chapter 49

Early July, the blazing sun.

Jungkook stood ramrod straight on the plastic track field, his arms pressed tightly to his sides. His strong, dark brows were knitted together as he stared straight ahead, his expression stern.

Beads of sweat trickled down his cheek as his chest was soaked with perspiration, leaving a conspicuous dark patch.

Under the shade of the trees, Instructor Yan watched him with folded arms. He drawled, "You can leave after you admit your mistake and report to me."

Jungkook stood firm, not uttering a word.

"Still defiant, huh? No one can discipline you, right? Then stand there and roast!"

He was determined to break this stubborn kid today.

Lisa peeked from behind a tree, holding a small sun umbrella. She watched Jungkook suffering under the blazing sun.

Facing the sun, he knitted his long narrow phoenix eyes into slits. His deep red lips were chapped.

Instructor Yan noticed Lisa lurking under the tree and asked casually, "Student, what are you looking at?"

"Ah..."

Lisa's attention was fully on Jungkook. She did not notice Instructor Yan nearby.

Instructor Yan lived up to his nickname the Asura Instructor. With his fierce look, one knit of his brows and glare was enough to make Lisa's legs go soft.

"Tea...teacher, good morning."

Instructor Yan asked suspiciously, "What is a female student like you doing on the training field at this hour?"

"I'm just roaming around." Lisa stared at Jungkook. "Can I not look for him?"

Instructor Yan said coldly, "Stand properly. Don't mind other people's business."

Jungkook's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he swallowed the dry saliva. Then he shouted vigorously,

"Instructor, it's hot. Let her leave!"

Instructor Yan glanced at Lisa. She was also gazing at Jungkook, full of concern.

"Is Jungkook hurt because of you?"

Just as Lisa was about to explain, Jungkook interrupted again, "Instructor, she has nothing to do with this!"

Instructor Yan scolded, "I'm not asking you. Shut up! Give me 20 push ups!"

Jungkook got down and started doing push ups. Sweat dripped onto the ground, instantly absorbed by the rubber granules.

Instructor Yan asked Lisa again, "Are you his girlfriend?"

Lisa retreated fearfully and said evasively, "Tea...teacher, I'm sorry."

Seeing how frightened Lisa was, trembling like a startled fawn, Instructor Yan started reflecting. He was not that fierce, was he? How could he scare a young girl like this?

"Which year and faculty are you in, student?"

"Faculty of Arts, year one."

"Don't you know national defense students cannot date?"

"Ah..."

Lisa was at a loss for words. She hugged her sun umbrella tightly as if holding on to a lifeline, and murmured softly, "I'm sorry."

Indeed, it was prohibited for national defense students to date, so as not to distract their training. However, these brats were at their peak of youth and overflowing with hormones. How could they really abstain? The teachers would often turn a blind eye, after all everyone had been young before.