Mo Jingchun originally thought his leg soreness would be almost gone after a day, but in reality, it was just wishful thinking.
For an entire week, walking to class every day was an experience that could only be described as uniquely painful.
In the classroom, the early-bird students were gritting their teeth and massaging their legs.
Walking on flat surfaces was tolerable, but when it came to stairs, uh, the legs just wouldn't lift, and getting up and down was all about using the arms.
Especially with the peculiar looks from students of other classes along the way, it was enough to make someone wish they could disappear into thin air.
The moment Mo Jingchun hobbled into the classroom, everyone's gaze turned to him. Those once sympathetic looks, upon seeing Candy being led by Mo Jingchun, now bore a hint of admiration.
How could they not admire him? As if Candy, that cute little thing, would walk all the way by herself; stop kidding already.
