C11

After the homeroom teacher announced the rules of the game, everyone in the class became extremely excited and began to discuss the punishment program.

The homeroom teacher was very satisfied with the students' enthusiasm. "Alright, everyone hurry up and form your own team! Men and women are required to form a team! "

Of the fourteen people present, seven were men and seven were women.

Many of the girls present wanted to form a team with Gu Ting, but Qiao Yanran stood beside Gu Ting. She was so sturdy that she resembled a wall. She swept everyone with her unfriendly gaze, emitting the feeling that I was someone not to be trifled with.

In the end, Qiao Yanran and Gu Ting formed a team.

Wang Tingting, He Yu and the others were very close. Her gaze stopped at Qiao Yanran's back, like a poisonous snake eyeing its prey, with a cold gaze.

She whispered a few words to them, and He Yu nodded without batting an eyelid.

When everyone was ready, the teacher announced the start of the competition.

When the people from the other six groups heard this, they all rushed to the top of the mountain, afraid that they would end up being ranked last.

Gu Ting walked leisurely in the middle of the crowd.

Qiao Yanran was travelling alongside him, so she was not anxious at all. Her main goal in climbing the mountain was to get a guide for Gu Ting. There were not many rumors of a loss in the game.

However, the group of students in the class were too evil. If they lost, who knew what rotten idea they would come up with to punish them.

The way up the mountain was not easy. It was bumpy and full of thorns. The sun was high in the sky and everyone was fully armed. After walking for a short distance, they started to sweat profusely.

Qiao Yanran cast a glance at Gu Ting.

Gu Ting wore a baseball cap on his head. Thick beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. His skin was fair and rosy, and his features were handsome. However, his expression was as calm as usual and indifferent to the outside world.

How was this a seventeen or eighteen year old boy?

The corner of Qiao Yanran's mouth twitched.

She was happy. Wherever she went, there would be chaos and chaos. It would be great if she could add some vitality to this young man's lifeless life.

At the front of the line, the delicate-looking Zhang Meng was gasping for breath. She squatted down and said in a soft voice, "I can't walk anymore."

The person who partnered with Zhang Meng was a burly boy. Hearing her words, the blood in her body rushed to her head and she carried Zhang Meng on her back.

When Qiao Yanran saw this scene, she tugged at the corner of Gu Ting's clothes and hinted with her eyes, "Gu Ting, I can't walk anymore either."

Gu Ting, "..."

"I can't carry you." Gu Ting's voice was always cold.

Qiao Yanran patted Gu Ting's shoulder and said in high spirits, "As a man, you must be confident. If you can't remove it, you can!"

Gu Ting, "..."

Qiao Yanran had only been joking earlier and did not plan on letting Gu Ting carry her. Seeing that he had remained silent, she did not continue speaking.

She took a packet of wet tissue from her backpack and wiped the sweat off her face.

"Since you can't walk anymore, you should rest here for a while. Just follow the team later." Gu Ting spoke softly and was about to continue walking forward.

Qiao Yanran hurriedly called out to him, "Gu Ting, I'm such a delicate girl. I'm resting here by myself.

Otherwise... Let's all take a break. "

Gu Ting looked at Qiao Yanran, who was as sturdy as a wall in front of him. However, leaving a girl like her here was indeed very dangerous.