"All of you, shut up!"
Cheng Bingbing ran back from the front, glanced at them both: "What, want to fight? Planning to rebel, huh?"
Being yelled at by the pretty instructor, both Zhang Tufu and the big guy from the neighboring class looked like they were about to burst, glaring at each other but no longer speaking.
Cheng Bingbing glanced at the big guy and said, "Among classmates, it's just a joke, is it necessary to insult someone's mom?"
The big guy lowered his head, silent.
"And you, kid, seriously, someone insults you, and you have to insult back, is that it, where's your manners?" Cheng Bingbing glared at Zhang Fei, pointed forward and said, "Listen to my command, march."
The troops set off again.
Although the road down the mountain seemed easy, running it was actually not so pleasant, with ankles aching.
Fortunately, the canteen wasn't far, just half a kilometer away.
