"Instructor, where should I stand?"
Seeing Wu Xiong had arranged everyone properly, except for himself who was still standing outside, Tang Ming couldn't help but ask.
"You stand alone on the right side of the entire team. Change into military uniform in the afternoon, and when we practice marching, you'll carry the flag."
Wu Xiong glanced at Tang Ming and commanded with a smile.
"Yes."
Tang Ming nodded, though somewhat confused, he could only follow orders.
Hearing this, many boys in the team were dissatisfied, especially Shao Wuyou, who almost choked with frustration.
Tang Ming was late and not in uniform, yet he got promoted.
Every team has only one flag bearer, which is a privilege for the best-performing male in the team. It's a glory in freshmen military training, and it just fell into Tang Ming's hands.
Running twenty laps, not to mention two hundred, would be worth it.
"Dismiss now, rest for two hours, meet in front of the Medical College entrance at 1:30 PM sharp."
