"Mr. Guo?"
Xiao Ying, upon hearing this familiar name, also immediately recalled something, "Could it be the cultural studies teacher from class one? What's he doing here? Could it be..."
As the two people standing at the entrance of the track and field were discussing each other's identities,
the dark figure in front of the metal container turned its head towards them after dealing with the important task at hand.
Buzz!
A powerful sense of dizziness overwhelmed the brain,
Xiao Ying felt the world spinning, as if everything fell into a vortex, and she fell straight to the ground.
Beside her, Luo Di also staggered to one knee, supporting himself with sheer willpower, not collapsing completely.
The dizzying sensation lingering in their brains did not persist,
when the dizziness subsided,
and the two of them got up at the first opportunity,
Mr. Guo, who had previously been in the middle of the track, had now arrived in front of them.