Under the impact of the water jets, all the trainees could only roll in the mud.
Even Mo Shangjun couldn't avoid such an awkward posture.
Mo Shangjun didn't mind. It wasn't her first time, and she only cared about meeting the requirements and speed. Things like appearance weren't something to worry about right now.
But Ya Tianxing watching from the side made her slightly uncomfortable. — She had always been building a cool image, and though Ya Tianxing had occasionally seen her in embarrassing training situations, it wasn't something one could easily get used to.
As always, Mo Shangjun stayed in the lead group.
One could say she was way ahead, with a significant distance from the second place.
Ya Tianxing stood by the car door, his brow furrowed, his gaze fixed on Mo Shangjun.
This was the first time Ya Tianxing had seen someone work so hard from the very start of training.
