Vol 10 Chapter 567: Sorry

Slowly, Ye Heng and Yan Xia'an ran another lap at a speed close to walking.
"There are 8 more laps."
Yan Xia'an said this was spoken in her mouth, but her voice was as small as a mosquito, and Ye Heng had always followed her closely, fearing that she would suddenly fall down accidentally.
"40 minutes left!"
At this time, Yang Cheng suddenly shouted, and then, almost all the classes on the "fuck" field looked at Ye Heng and their side.
Yan Xia'an turned his head to look at Ye Heng beside him, his eyelids beating continuously.
She knew that Ye Heng could finish running, because Ye Heng's face could not see any tired color at all.
"Run yourself first."
Yan Xiaan said to Ye Heng, his voice was a little low, but Ye Heng still heard it.
"Don't wait for me here, or you won't finish."
Ye Heng thought for a while.
"You can let me run first, but I have a request."
Yan Xiaan sighed. Needless to say, Ye Heng's request, she also knew what it was.
"I'm going to rest after running this lap."
Ye Hao nodded, but looking at Yan Xia'an's gradually pale face, she was still worried. She was afraid that as soon as her front foot walked away, she would fall on the back foot, so she said.
"Okay, but I have to finish running with you for this lap."
Yan Xia'an nodded, and then began to speed up his feet to run, even though it still seems to be slow.
In the end, the two ran the lap in 8 minutes.
auzw.com The students who stood behind Yang Cheng could not help seeing this scene for a while.
"This is over. I ran for 8 minutes in one lap, and now there are 7 laps. It still takes an hour to say less, but now the remaining time is half an hour. How could it be possible to run!"
"Tomorrow will start the nightmare of getting up at 6 o'clock, why, what am I doing wrong!"
"It's okay to get up at 6 o'clock. I think the speed of the two of them. I'm afraid when the time is up, we still have to finish about 4 or 5 laps. Then we will have to run 4 or 5 laps more every day what!"
...
In the "fuck" field, Ye Xianheng and Yan Xia'an, who knew nothing about the students' complaints, walked to the starting line. Then, Ye Xianheng helped the shaking Yan Xia'an and started walking towards Yang Cheng.
Seeing this scene, the students collapsed directly.
"Fuck! Don't run! Give up! Then do we have to run 7 laps every day!"
"Wow! Heaven! Earth! What am I doing wrong? You have to treat me like this!"
"It's over. I suddenly lost interest in life."
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A minute later, Ye Heng helped Yan Xia'an walk back.
"Instructor, can you find a place for Yan Xia'an to rest, and then I will go to run?"
Yang Cheng glanced at Yan Xia'an, who was constantly supported by the leaves. His face was pale and he didn't have a bit of blood. He even vaguely saw her feet softening, but she didn't show it.
"Yes, but neither of the two has completed 20 laps and is not considered to have completed the task."
When Ye Heng heard this, he was stunned. When he looked at Yang Cheng, his eyes were full of puzzlement.
When Yan Xia'an heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a few tears could not help falling.
"Sorry."
Yan Xia'an said that his voice was very small, so small that no one could hear it except for holding her leaves.