As soon as they came out of the door of the dim sum shop, they were immediately blinded by the still fierce sunlight, and then they realized that it was the hottest time of the day. Under such a fierce sun, as long as the skin is exposed for a while, it is as hot as being scorched by the sun.

After Lizzie told Sù that Jon would not stop investigating, he never spoke, and even when Lizzie accosted him, he only replied in simple and vague words. On the way back to the Theory Building, Jon hung his head, thinking about something.

Just as he was about to return to the classroom, an apprentice in the same class suddenly walked down to him. He did not wear the school's uniform, but changed into a long-sleeved sailor shirt and sports trousers, and the blue and white combination looked unexpectedly refreshing in the fierce summer sun.

Seeing the two of them walking together, he was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Jon and said, "Fried, I have bad news for you, you don't have to go upstairs." Miss Mabel had just come and she said she was going to a meeting for this class, so she had replaced it with the exercise class on the fly. ”

"Make no mistake, Miss Maybell is joking?" Jon couldn't help but be dumbfounded when he said this, the news of the temporary transfer seemed to be unexpected to him, "Who can afford to be outdoors in this kind of weather!

"Because it's not outdoors, the class location has been changed to the second gymnasium. ”

With that, the apprentice in sportswear looked at Jon with a smile on his face and said, "Miss Maybell said that since it was an impromptu meeting, it had to be rescheduled to an exercise class - after all, the other teachers in charge had already arranged. In order to keep us from running around in the sun, she also asked for the class location to be temporarily adjusted. ”

Seeing that Jon seemed to be saying something, the apprentice didn't seem to plan to continue pestering him. After leaving a sentence of "complain to Miss Maybell, but it is useless to complain if I want to", he ran down the stairs, and the sound of footsteps fading away came from the wooden steps.

"Okay...... Miss Leinster, it seems that we are running out of time. Jon pulled his pocket watch out of his pocket and glanced at it, breaking the remaining silence, "It's going to be about a moment from here to Gymnasium 2, so we'd better hurry up and leave - you've got some spare tracksuits, right?"

It's almost two minutes before the next class starts, and if you can catch up with the cars on the way, you might be able to spend a little less time moving. But if you add the need for a change of clothes, the time is still a little short. In order not to be late for the next class, it is time to go.

The area of the college is not small, and in order to ensure that each area can be easily operated, there are many stations near the main buildings that provide convenient transportation methods. In order to ensure the convenience of students to transfer classes, there are direct stops near the teaching building to some places.

The modern technology show made transportation easier, and Lizzie and Jon, who had changed into sportswear, followed a car of stinky-faced classmates to the sports field in a small motor vehicle before class. The design of the girls' and boys' sportswear is almost identical, except that the color scheme has been changed to aqua green and white stripes. The originally neat color scheme squeezed into the car, and it instantly became disorganized.

As she sat in the car, she could clearly feel that the apprentices in the car were looking at her in amazement, and Lizzie did not react to their surprised gazes.

Before that, she had known that changing into sportswear would attract curious glances.

Compared to the uniforms of the college, the tracksuits reflect the shape of the body better, and the slightly malnourished body is wrapped in the smallest sports suit, and the clothes still look empty. Having lost the cover of her school uniform, her thin arms protruded directly from her long, short-sleeved sailor shirt, and her sickly skin showed a terrifying pale.

The apprentices of the third class of the year accepted the setting of "frail and sickly" on Lizzie's head very early. But now they noticed Lizzie's health problems.

- She was a skinny man who could walk, and her body was astonishingly thin.

The place where the exercise class was held was right next to the summoning field where Lizzie was testing her summoning skills, and she could see the circular building when she ran over the flat. The appearance is somewhat similar to the summoning field of the Arena left over from the classical era of the Old Big 6, which looks quite quiet today.

Why does an academy that trains sorcerers have exercise classes for students to exercise?

The answer is obvious, casting spells requires more than just magic, maintaining a high level of concentration for a long time will inevitably greatly deplete the body and spirit. Exercising at the right intensity is not only about keeping your body in a healthy state, but also about building your spirit and perseverance.

The notion that a sorcerer is a physically weak nerd in the Tower is long outdated. There is no way to cultivate a sound spirit without a sound body. Even if the physical strength is not comparable to that of a crowd who is engaged in physical labor all day long, the mage will not go out of breath after walking a few steps.

Even Liqi, whose mind is still stuck in books, understands the necessity of moving her body, but she just walks from home to a nearby bookstore and then runs back with a few tomes. Taken together, the books weren't as heavy as her usual cane.

Crossing the track, which was shrouded in heat by direct sunlight, the third class of apprentices of the Theory Department formed a team walked to the cube buildings at opposite ends of the sports field against the scorching sun and the summoning field. The roof of the warehouse-like building reflects the daylight, giving out a white glow.

The hot air distorted the distant scenery as if it were an illusion on hot sand. Exercising in the scorching sun in such temperatures was undoubtedly self-inflicted, and Lizzie even wondered if a few of the apprentices, who were slightly weaker, would faint from heat stroke.

But as soon as she entered the building, this feeling was overshadowed by a premonition of something worse, and Lizzie suddenly had the illusion that it might not be bad to be outside.

Because it's so stuffy in the building, which is called the Second Gymnasium.

If the sun-scorched earth outside is a stove, then this sports field can definitely be called a stewed pot. Without the sun's firepower, the temperature may be a little lower than the outside, but due to poor ventilation, it is difficult to breathe inside.

The windows were open, but not a single wind blew in, and the remnants of the afternoon heat baked the outer walls of the stadium. The heated air accumulates heavily in the stadium, and the excess heat passes through the trachea into the body, causing the water in the body to be instantly discharged into sweat.

Liqi looked at the classmates around her, and everyone had the words "I really don't want to move" written on their faces, and they all frowned. Both men and women were stunned by the sun at this time, and the sweat all over their bodies rolled down to the ground through their soaked clothes, leaving little and every drop of water stains.

Before the exercise began, the whole class was almost already looking unbearable to fight again. On such a basis, it seems impossible to keep them stuck to a whole exercise class.

"Okay, classmates, stop talking, get in line!"

But the man standing in the center of the gymnasium didn't seem to think so, and he shouted to his classmates to line up and prepare for the warm-up exercise for the exercise class. Dressed in plain white tracksuit, he looked to be about thirty years old, with a medium height and a featureless face that was hard to remember.

The apprentices, who had become accustomed to the flow of the exercise class, began to move in accordance with the inherent formation, lazily moving their weak joints. Lizzie, who was standing in the back row, watched their clumsy movements with a bored expression, and began to move her body according to their movements without saying a word.

After a simple warm-up exercise, the teacher immediately organized the apprentices. After briefly explaining the reason for the substitution, he asked the apprentices to run four laps around the field.

Suddenly, the apprentices all turned into bitter gourd faces. Looking at their reluctance, it is obvious that they are unwilling to act according to the teacher's requirements. But no one offered a rebuttal, and after a few whispers of grumbling together, the boys and girls began to move.

The gymnasium is not very large, it is 400 meters to go around one circle, and it is only 1,600 meters to run four laps around the field, which is about the distance from the school gate to the theory department building. It may not be a long distance, but as she runs, Lizzie keeps seeing apprentices falling behind.

Their breathing was out of rhythm, and their pace became scattered, and after a while, they had no body to continue running, and they had to stop panting. The apprentices who had stopped resting for a while were barely able to recover, but they were also panting as they walked, and none of the stragglers could lift their legs and continue running.

Lizzie, who had been running at her own pace at the beginning, was still left behind, her thin body swaying in a way that matched her image. But even with such a degree, in the end, she actually passed several people who couldn't run, and they saw that they were sick and tired of Liqi, and once got up a lot of time past her, but after her body was exhausted, she was once again driven away by Liqi, who was moving evenly.

Next, no matter what kind of exercise she participated in, Lizzie moved with the smallest range of movement, and she didn't sweat a drop after a class. The way of activity that is completely for the sake of saving the body has actually passed some people, which makes those who have been transferred to life by her, who are sick and weak, seem embarrassed.

Lizzie didn't care if her behavior was an indirect slap in the face to some people, at least she still had a lot of good feelings about the exercise class, and appropriate activities were indeed good for physical and mental health.

With sweat, the exercise class ended in a noisy atmosphere. In the sweltering gymnasium, the apprentices of the theory department, who had burned to the ground, left the stewed pot building in pairs, and most of them swore to themselves that they would not come back a second time in their lives.

Liqi, who was mixed in with the crowd after class, walked down the avenue and felt a few more familiar faces behind her—it seemed that her exercise class was not over yet.

Lizzie chuckled and turned into a fork in the road that led to a secluded place.

Tips: The new domain name "biquge.info" has been launched by Biquge, and the original domain name is about to be discontinued. Please tell each other, thank you!