Chapter 122

The male students were equally enamored. They whispered among themselves.

‘Man, she’s so classyl

“I just thought of something to describe her… What was it again?”

“That she’s a goddess and you want her?”

“Yeah, exactly. Don’t you think she’s a true lady?”

“Ms. Lowe’s always been so goddess–like. I’ve decided to focus on my education from now on. That

way, I’ll be able to marry her in the future…”

“Yeah, right. Look at how ugly you are. Do you think you’re worthy of her?”

“Fuck you. Don’t go anywhere after class–fight me!”

Meanwhile, Wanda prodded Carlisle’s elbow and asked, “Do you like Ms. Lowe’s dress?”

He hadn’t taken his eyes off Susan since she’d entered the room. Carlisle grinned. “It’s not half bad!”

Susan’s style wouldn’t be considered old–fashioned even after more than a decade from now.

Wanda blinked. “Do you think I’d look good in a dress like that?”

Carlisle imagined what she would look like in that dress. Wanda was about five feet and five inches,

and she was slender. There was a sort of ladylike air about her–Susan’s dress, coupled with the sense

of innocence Wanda exuded, would be a great idea.

“You’re gorgeous, Wanda. You’d look good in anything!” Carlisle chuckled.

If he really had to choose something that would look good on Wanda, he thought she’d look best in

princess–like, pouffy dresses. She’d look amazing with her hair tied in two pigtails.

It was too bad there weren’t any such outfits in the country at this point. People would only start

producing them sometime in the future.

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Still, Carlisle supposed he could kick start the process a little earlier once he had some extra money..

“Silence, everyone!” Susan rapped the table lightly, and everyone fell silent. She continued, “You’re all

going to go through military training for the next half a month to improve your health and stamina. This

is your trainer, Lawrence Hanson.”

She turned to Lawrence. “I’ll leave them to you, Mr. Hanson.”

“Thanks.” Lawrence smiled.

Susan gave the students a meaningful look before leaving the classroom. As soon as she left,

everyone seemed to lose interest in the remainder of the class. They slumped in their seats.

“Sit up straight!” Lawrence slammed the table, shooting a sharp gaze over the class. It scared the

students and made them sit up straight.

“I don’t care what you’re like in other classes, but when I’m running things, I want all of you to do as I

say. He put his hands behind his back and slowly walked down the aisle. His face was devoid of

emotion, but he exuded an air of oppression. None of the students dared to breathe loudly, let alone

speak.

“First, let me introduce myself. My name is Lawrence Hanson, and I’m a retired soldier. I’ve also been

selected as Riverland University’s best trainer for seven years in a row! Oh, and I have a nickname–Big

L.”

Some of the students couldn’t stop themselves from laughing. Lawrence joined them, baring his teeth

in a wide grin. His skin was tanned, so his teeth seemed to gleam. The students who had been holding

back their laughter couldn’t take it anymore. They burst into laughter.

Wanda was the only one who looked worried. She mumbled, “So, he’s Big L… We’re in for some harsh

training!”

“Why do you say that?” Carlisle asked.

“Queenie’s mentioned him to me before. He’s supposed to be some monstrous trainer. All the

freshmen he’s trained come out on the other side looking worse for the wear!” She sighed.

“It can’t be that bad, right?” Carlisle’s eye twitched ominously. He was already starting to imagine how

horrible the training would be.

“I guess we’ll have to wait and see!”

Lawrence held up a fist, and the students instantly fell silent. He said calmly, “We have a long path

ahead

of us. Firstly, I’m going to tell you a bit about my life as a soldier. Then, I’ll brief you on our training plan.

I hope we’ll be able to get along well for the next two weeks!”