From midnight, they had been tirelessly advancing with a heavy load for over four hours.
Amidst the painful groans of their classmates, the freshmen had completed this 20-kilometer long training march.
By four in the morning, the freshmen had already returned to the campus, the start point was also the finish point. They had set off from Tsinghua and returned to Tsinghua, accompanied by the moon, and had indeed endured the lengthy journey.
Throughout, not a single student had fallen behind.
At four o'clock, Zijing Garden was full of freshmen.
The canteen auntie had prepared hot porridge and side dishes early on, waiting for the freshmen to return.
In Tsinghua, there is such a day every year, a long-standing tradition that never changes.
Pu Sangzhi and a few girls from her class were seated in a corner of the cafeteria, warming their stomachs with porridge after finishing the march; their condition had improved a lot after having some food.
