Mo Datong stood up from the co-pilot's seat and leaned back against the railing, watching the steadily advancing trainees with a disdainful expression on his face, he raised the loudspeaker: "Hurry up, everyone! Don't make it look like an 80-year-old granny's cross-country race, lacking passion and fighting spirit. You shouldn't save your energy to this extent!
Moreover, this is an individual selection, not a team collaboration. There's no need to maintain such neat ranks; think carefully about pairing up just because you get along well.
In the early stage, it's about your personal qualities. Only those who truly excel can cope with the high-intensity training later on. Think it over; no one has a chance to rest!"
Xing Nong poked Luo Ye: "Is he talking about us? But he's right, let's put our one-on-one help on hold for now. If we get in, it means we are capable; if not, it means we need to work harder."
