Qin Muxuan still hadn't reacted to how Gu Xiaoer managed it; she only knew that in the blink of an eye, the time on the big screen had already stopped at five minutes and nineteen seconds.
What an unbearably humiliating time!
What's worse is that Gu Xiaoer could have done better, even faster, but she chose not to. She deliberately paused for a while at the end—was she taunting her?
Was she telling herself that she won so casually?
But how exactly did she do it? No one gave her the answer...
At this moment, Gu Xiaoer walked towards the stands from the finish line of the training ground, facing the wind and rain.
The slender frame stood fearlessly in the rain, hair and clothes soaked, clinging to her body. She looked so disheveled, yet so stubborn.
Gu Xiaoer tilted her head, easily saw her own record, and faintly smiled as she said to Cheng Junfeng, "Instructor Cheng, have I passed?"
Cheng Junfeng nodded woodenly, his astonishment at the moment no less than Qin Muxuan's.
