Chapter 1193 (Big Chapter 1310-1313)

After the helicopter landed, Xing Luo and the others got off the plane one after another.

In addition to the five artists who participated in the variety show, five photographers also followed, who were responsible for filming each of them separately.

Li Lanrui is very considerate. She arranged for Xingluo to be a female photographer, but this female photographer is different from ordinary women. She is a little taller and looks much stronger than ordinary women. She is not alone with a camera. Next.

The appearance of several people undoubtedly attracted the attention of all the students on the training ground, including the teachers standing in front of the training ground.

"Eh? Is that person Xing Luo who made a big splash in the star contest?"

"It seems to be her... Could it be that she is one of the artists who participated in the variety show in country Y and came to our school for training?"

"She looks prettier than she looks in the live broadcast! But it doesn't seem like she made a wise decision to participate in this variety show. Even if they are entertainers, they won't let them down during training!"

"She is so beautiful in the star competition, she even overwhelmed our country M! Even Luolian and Dowdall lost to her, and now that she has fallen into our territory, I just took the opportunity to teach her a lesson! Let her learn what it is convergence!"

It was because of the competition that M country was suppressed by Xing Luo, which made the students want to suppress her when they saw her, so as to find a place for M country.

After a few people got off the helicopter, the pilot drove the helicopter away. After half a month, he would pick them up on time.

Xing Luo stood at the front of the training ground and looked at the students standing neatly on the training ground.

Their aura was far stronger than that of ordinary people. They all looked at Xing Luo and the others with great momentum, as if they were deliberately trying to scare Xing Luo and the others with their aura, and give them a disgrace.

The four male artists next to Xing Luo felt a little uncomfortable when they saw the posture of these people. Although they had countless fans, and they had all performed on a stage with tens of thousands of audiences, the audience's attitude towards them was not clear. , but are sought after, so they can deal with it easily.

But at this moment, those people are obviously hostile to them, and the aura is too strong, making several people a little nervous, as if they are inexplicably short in front of the students of West Point School.

I have to say that the aura of these people is indeed very strong and compelling, but... Compared with the aura, Xing Luo will not lose.

Her eyes swept over everyone on the training ground, and the icy aura was released silently.

In an instant, everyone had the illusion that the king was coming...

Xing Luo stood in front of the other four, and with her support, the others would not be suppressed by their aura.

Sure enough, as soon as Xing Luo stood in front, several male artists felt much more relaxed.

At this time, a man dressed as a teacher walked over to Xingluo and the others. This man looked in his thirties, with dark skin and a hideous scar under the corner of his left eye, which seemed to be a knife wound, which should be an actual combat experience. Very informative teacher.

"Hello, I am the director here, Grado Simon, from now on, you are my students, what I ask of others will be the same for you, now, you will enter In the team, prepare to have morning training with everyone."

"...What? We have just arrived here, are we about to start training?" Aoqi looked in disbelief. They had been on the plane for more than an hour, and they didn't even put their luggage in the dormitory, but they just arrived. Without a minute's rest, this guy named Grado even let them start training? Isn't this deliberately making things difficult for them?

"What? Do you have an opinion?" Grado's eyes flashed with a sharp edge. He is a character with a high title. Once the aura is released, it is indeed not something that ordinary people can bear.

Seemingly feeling the dangerous aura emanating from Grado, Oqi closed his mouth almost instinctively, not daring to refute anything.

Xing Luo raised his eyebrows, this Grado is very dignified, that is a kind of courage that only high-level people can cultivate without anger...

Xing Luo looked at Grado's clothes. It was just an ordinary piece of clothes. There was nothing related to the title on it.

In the West Point School, the students' uniforms are naturally uniform, dark green, while the teachers' clothes are blue, and as the director, Grado's clothes are the most special white. This is to identify each person's identity.

Grado snorted coldly, "From the moment you step into West Point, you are a member of West Point! You are my students, so naturally I have to train with everyone and keep pace with everyone's progress, whether you are entering or not. Before school, no matter what your identity is, don't try to be lazy, and don't want me to let you go!"

Hearing this, the faces of Aoqi and the others are a little ugly. It's because their ideas are too simple. They originally thought that they were artists anyway, and people from West Point would give some face to them, not being too strict with them, but... they were It seems that he doesn't intend to show mercy to these people from other countries, and wants to train them as students.

Maybe they will spend the next half month in hell... Until then, few people really understand why Li Lanrui has repeatedly emphasized that it is too late to regret, but they don't take it seriously. Now that we have entered West Point, it is too late to regret it...

"Okay, can't we train with them?" Falgar said lazily and helplessly.

Yuri said coldly: "Since we have entered West Point, we should follow the teacher's instructions..."

"You know each other!" As he said, Grado pointed to the nearest team in front of him, and ordered: "You guys can join this team, this is Class S, from now on, you are A member of Class S."

Yuri and the others didn't feel anything, Xing Luo listened, but raised his eyebrows, Class S?

Isn't that the strongest class?

In West Point, each grade is divided into seven classes, which are divided into abcdef classes from strong to weak, and class s is the strongest class above class a.

There are about 100 people in each class, which is equivalent to a company, but this is a school, so it is divided according to the class.

The members of each class are not fixed. With each actual combat training, if the students in the latter class have improved by leaps and bounds and performed extremely well, they can be promoted. Be replaced by someone else and be relegated to a lower class.

In other words, Class S will always be the strongest team in every grade.

This Grado is definitely deliberately making things difficult for them.

If you are in the worst F class, everyone's overall strength is deviated, and if you add a few worse artists, even if the artists do not perform well in training, or fail to persevere, they will not appear to be outrageously worse than others. .

But if it's in the most powerful S class...then the gap is huge.

For the simplest example, when all the people in class S have finished running a mile, maybe the people in class F have just finished half of the run. This is the gap between the best class and the worst class.

Even the worst class F students are naturally much better than ordinary people. If ordinary people are compared with F class students, it is possible that the F class students have already finished half of the run, and the ordinary people have run out a quarter. about a distance.

But if the ordinary people are thrown into the S class, there will be a situation where the other students have already finished running, and the ordinary people are just starting to run...

What's more, their training will not run a distance as short as 1,000 meters, and the gap will only become more obvious.

Grado clearly intended to embarrass Xingluo and the others, to humiliate them...

Grado said in a cold voice, "Aren't you going to join the team soon?"

"Wait a minute... Boss, Xing Luo is a girl, do you want to be assigned to this S class with us?" Falgar asked.

In the West Point, there are not many women, and it is even difficult to gather a class of people. Looking at it, they are all gathered in Class F, but Grado seems to want Xing Luo to join the S class with these men.

"Don't think I didn't see Xing Luo's performance in the star competition, this little girl's physical strength is good, there is no problem with training with you, what do you think girl?" Grado looked at Xing Luo with a wicked smile.

Xingluo was in the limelight in the star competition, and it would not matter if he overwhelmed the M country, this is West Point, and it is their territory! Grado wouldn't give Xing Luo a chance to be arrogant here! It's better for this girl, Xing Luo, to restrain herself!

Here, in the face of the high-intensity training volume, even Xingluo couldn't make it public!

Xing Luo looked at Grado with a half-smile, "I'm fine, you really have a good eye, you can see that with my physical strength, there is no problem in entering Class S."

"..." The smile on Grado's face froze, that's not what he meant! He arranged for Xing Luo and the others to enter Class S, just to make them suffer!

Although Xing Luo's physical strength is good and he can run very well, are there any students here who can't run? Obviously not, even the most trashy F class members can run a few kilometers without any problem.

Grado didn't think that Xing Luo could stand out here, not to mention that Xing Luo is still a woman, and there is no comparison at all with the students here!

And after hearing Xing Luo's words, some students couldn't help but laugh...

"It's really outrageous, just relying on her strength, she wants to enter Class S, is it a dream?"

"As soon as Boss Grado came up, he arranged them into Class S. It is estimated that they don't even know what Class S exists!"

"Xing Luo is afraid that because she has been the limelight in the star contest, she feels that she is superior to others, and she thinks she is so powerful. It's a pity that she has no chance to continue to be in the limelight here. Just in time, we will crush her. Let her wake up and wake up!"

Grado smiled meaningfully, "It seems that you are very confident... I will look forward to your performance in training. Now, let's all join the team!"

Hearing his order, Fargar and the others turned around and walked towards the team.

Xing Luo was about to turn around, but suddenly stopped. She looked at Grado and asked, "Where is the director's title, is it convenient to say?"

"Only one level lower than the highest." Grado said proudly.

Xing Luo nodded. Speaking of which, Xing Luo's current title is one level lower than his. All the tasks she participated in before were successfully completed without losing a single soldier or soldier, so Yu Feilong gave up the transaction and Xing Luo was awarded the title. , also jumped up directly.

Not far from the summit...

Xing Luo didn't say anything else, walked to Class S, and stood at the end.

On the way she came, everyone couldn't help but look at her, because Xing Luo was so good-looking, and she was flawless at close range, it was hard not to look at her...

After standing in the team, Grado gave an order for early training, "This morning's training, load 10 kilograms, 5 kilometers! Do you understand?!"

"Understood!" Everyone replied in a loud voice.

"Very good..." Grado smiled deeply, and then he had people bring sandbags and distribute them to everyone.

Grado's gaze, past the others, turned to Xing Luo and the others.

It's just that Xing Luo's reaction made him a little disappointed. There was no expression on her face, and she couldn't see her emotions at the moment.

It stands to reason that when you know that you are about to run five kilometers with weight, you should be like a few other people...

At this moment, the faces of the other four male artists were not very good-looking, and they were obviously embarrassed.

Not to mention the weight, it would be hard to let them run five kilometers directly, but, after all, it is in the territory of another country, and they can't help it...

Several people obediently tied sandbags to their legs.

After Falgar was tied, he looked at Xingluo and extended his hand to her, "Give me your sandbag~"

"..." Xing Luo paused, "Here you?" Falgar might not be able to complete the training himself, and even wanted Xing Luo's sandbag to help her share it?

Falga smiled evilly, with a bit of frivolity, "How can you let a girl suffer like this? I will take care of your sandbag. If you run normally, five kilometers should be no problem for you, anyway. Training does not require you to carry the ten kilometers by yourself, and I will help you without any problem.”

"How can you carry the weight for 20 kilometers by yourself? I give half of it." Yuri said coldly.

"And me." Grude had a gentle smile on his face.

"Falgar, don't you think I don't exist? How can I let you bear it alone?" Aoqi was dissatisfied, but there was no anger in his eyes, not really angry.

As Xing Luo was the only woman, they should naturally take care of her more. No matter whether they could really persevere or not, they could not let Xing Luo suffer.

In the face of the care of several people, Xing Luo couldn't help raising the corners of his lips, and Xing Luo could only accept their kindness, "Thank you, but you don't have to help me share, this level is for me, It's not difficult."

"No difficulty?" At this time, Grado, who was walking over, just heard Xing Luo's words. It's not difficult to run that far with a load of ten kilograms? Xing Luo is really arrogant!