(Revised text at the end of the previous chapter)
Of course, this is just him as a conductor trying his best to exert his own value.
After all... you can't be like An Tong, a transfer student, who only talks about your husband all day long, right?
And he is not worried about losing the exercise because of problems with his tactics and then taking the blame.
There are a total of four awakened people in the class, including An Tong, and there are sixteen cultivators.
Its absolute hard power can perfectly execute any tactics.
Even if there are some details problems, such as when dealing with Class 24 and encountering evil tricks such as Viet Cong probes, I will force you to buy time...
But by then, the entire exercise battlefield will be covered with heavy snow.
In the vast white snow, only red blood stains can embellish it.
The cold and aloof girl standing in the snow did not care about the outcome of the exercise.
The reason why she was allowed to hold the sword was simply because... Class 24 delayed her enough to accompany An Tong for a walk back to the dormitory.
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Note: My fever subsided in the morning and it was 37.5. I revised 3,000 words in two hours.
I planned to deal with it directly in the afternoon, but it turned out to be 39 again... I took a fever-reducing injection again, and it remained at 37.5.
I'm not sure if I'm still dizzy. I revised the last 500 words to death, but I'm not satisfied with the revision.
Starting from five o'clock after the injection and finishing the porridge, until 11.55, I would make changes and repairs when I got stuck.
In seven hours, I recorded 4,300 code words, but I just couldn’t get out the last 500 words.
In the end, I really broke through the defense. I forcibly moved the plot from the following part and filled in these 500 words, and it was a bit watery.
I always mention fever to everyone... It’s really not that I’m crying. I don’t know what to say. Maybe my head is dizzy now. After the last chapter was published, I changed the last 70 words to 12.45. It became 200 words.
I don't know how to describe my state.
When I first started writing the book, some bosses asked me who opened the trumpet account.
Maybe short stories are easier to write, but as a true newcomer, I had more and more problems after I started writing long stories.
I am also studying hard.
I'm really sorry. After I recover a little tomorrow, I might be able to write about the candy that everyone likes.
