Meng Gui shouted, "Class 8, Enlightener Meng Gui!"
Following closely behind, he leapt onto the railing and soared into the river.
Hu Jun was also ready. Seeing that the two before him had titles, he wanted one for himself, but he couldn't think of any on the spot.
Unsure of what title to use?
He simply bellowed, "Changshan, Zhao Zilong."
Hu Jun jumped into the river!
One by one, the boys continuously plunged into the water, their courage earning the admiration of onlookers. This was humanity—spirits of mutual aid in times of crisis!
The girls, moved, looked down from the bridge at the three valiant figures.
Cui Yu was still floundering; the commotion from Wei Xiu Yuan's leap was really too large, as water splashed into his mouth.
Everyone watched this scene unfold, and chaos reigned on-site as cheers and encouragement echoed loudly.
Jiang Ning could no longer stand idle and spoke lightly,
"Cui Yu, do you want to stand up and try the water depth?"
