National Film Empress Was Sweet As Honey

Xingluo sat down in a position beside Grado freely.

Grado raised his eyebrows, but couldn't find the fault...Xingluo finished it first, and even if he sat next to him, he couldn't do much.

I don't know how long it has passed before the students of Class S have reached the end one after another, followed by the students of Class A.

It was another moment before the students in the seven classes ran to the end, except for the four of Gruder...

Although Xingluo had helped each of them share ten kilograms, it was still too difficult for ordinary people to run five kilometers.

Everyone has finished running, but they have just finished less than a lap...

I don’t know how long it will take to finish the remaining lap.

At this time, the other people who arrived at the end were all looking at the venue, watching the jokes of the four people.

It is very difficult for them to finish the remaining lap, they are already close to the limit, their faces are flushed, their heads are sweating profusely, they are completely out of the scenery of being a star, only embarrassed.

What other people want to see is their foolish scene...

Xing Luo got up from his seat and walked to the venue.

"Xingluo, what do you want to do?" Grado asked. Does she want to help those people run again? Is there no limit to Xingluo?

Xingluo said coldly: "I will run the remaining lap of the four of them."

"Are you sure? One of them has one lap left, and the total is four laps!" Grado's mouth twitched a little while speaking.

The amount he gave was only two laps, but Xing Luo had to add four more laps...

Moreover, it will not let her run easily.

Xingluo: "I'm sure, anyway, I didn't ask that I can't help them, right?"

"There is no such requirement, but..." Grado smiled and pointed to the sandbag beside him, which Xingluo threw to him not long ago, "Since it is a replacement, you should put their sandbags on your back. It is."

Originally, Grado just wanted to make things difficult for Xingluo. Even if the male artists couldn't run down, Grado didn't plan to do anything to them. At best, they were shameful. Grado would not force them to finish running.

But Xingluo suddenly offered to run as a substitute. Even if Xingluo could run another ten kilometers, Grado didn't want to give her the chance to show off, so he badly proposed to let Xingluo carry the fifty kilograms and run ten kilometers again.

If Xingluo didn't carry anything on his back, running down ten kilometers might not be too strenuous, but she would definitely not be able to run that far with fifty kilograms on her back! Because Grado himself can't guarantee that he can do it, let alone Xingluo! He just expected that Xingluo would not be able to do it, so he deliberately made things difficult. If Xingluo had self-knowledge, he should give up.

If she wants to be strong, it doesn’t matter. The end result is that she will lose face from the other four male artists in public to become Xingluo alone...

It depends on how Xing Luo chooses.

After hearing Grado's words, Xingluo's eyes became darker, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and laughed lazily, "Yes."

Xingluo naturally knew that Grado was making things difficult for him, but he thought that Xingluo couldn't do it this way?

Xingluo walked to Grado, picked up the sandbag next to him, and put his back behind him again.

She didn't say anything, and strode towards the court. After Falga and the others were driven off, Xingluo started running instead.

"..." Grado frowned. He thought that Xing Luo would resist and complain, but he didn't want her to agree so easily.