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... aire, who was at the bottom of the class scored 88 points, what would it say about me if I don’t work as hard as him?”


The children in the class all felt like this, and suddenly they were brimming with motivation.


From that day on, every evening after school the students in class A would scramble to the training classrooms on third floor to practice. There were not enough rooms, so some of them had to group in twos or threes to share one sandbag. All the children hurried to b ...

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