"Additional ten minutes." Ye Jian reminded them kindly and said to the boys, "You can start now. If there is not enough paper, stand like He Jing first."
She was holding a book above her head, pinching a paper in her hand, and she needed to pinch one in between her knees as well. This posture… was torturous!
The boys turned pale.
Song Zhiqiu's expression was a little stiff. He pursed his lips and said, "…No, there's no need. I want to sleep. I have to wake up early tomorrow… Next time, next time." That was too ruthless! You could tell from He Jing's expression that… she was in pain.
Since they were already here, Ye Jian wouldn't let them go. She smiled and blocked the way. She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the boys who were trembling inside. "Try it. It's quite interesting."
"We girls work so hard. It's a little unreasonable for you boys to not work harder."
In the end, all six boys stood in posture.
