The whistle blew, and everyone prepared to assemble.
Meanwhile, as instructors, they also needed to stand in an orderly line.
At the very least, the instructors' presence must not lose to that of the trainees.
Of course, the trainees, who were already exhausted to the brink of collapse, were only thinking about when they could rest and naturally weren't concerned about matters of presence.
Mo Shangjun stood among the group of instructors, lined up in a row.
The teaching assistant was absent, leaving only a few instructors who frequently appeared.
There were Chen Yu, Lin Mao, Mo Shangjun, Yi Hui, and two other instructors, a total of six people.
Though their numbers were few, when lined up, their individual presences were intimidating enough.
At the very least, the gazes from the crowd were cautious and scrutinizing, with most people not daring to meet their eyes directly.
