Martial Arts Master

Lou Cheng felt that he would never forget the scene in front of him in his whole life. The girl's shyness that was as beautiful as peaches and plums occupied his sight and filled his heart.

Holding the slender hand that seemed to slip away if he was not careful, he wanted to say something to express the joy and excitement in his heart, but he forcibly held back, Yan Zheke mustered up his courage, challenged the hesitation, and dared to hold himself Well, it's better for her to calm down at this time. The more she talks and confesses, the easier it is to cause pressure on her, and she may become angry from embarrassment.

An elder said it well, you can make a lot of money by keeping your voice down!

"Let's go that way." Lou Cheng pretended to be nonchalant and identified the direction, but the right hand that was holding Yan Zheke tightened and held it firmly.

"Yes." Yan Zheke replied as delicately as a gnat.

Lou Cheng walked forward with a happy face, did not look at her, gave her a buffer time, the whole journey was as light as climbing a fairy, and he had a wonderful feeling of returning home as a husband and wife.

When they came to the cake shop he had chosen, the two of them spoke very little, but their hands intertwined unknowingly.

"The fresh milk cake here is very good. It's not too sweet, and it's not greasy. I think it suits your taste. Why don't you take one home for breakfast tomorrow?" Lou Cheng introduced to Yan Zheke , trying to encourage her to go in.

Yan Zheke's black and smooth eyebrows moved slightly, and she asked in doubt, "How do you know that their fresh milk cakes are good?"

"I..." Lou Cheng wanted to say that he had tried it, but suddenly felt that it meant to force the girl to move him. After she made the gesture of holding hands, any further intentions might cause pressure on her, so that she rebelled against her. After all, she didn't like her very much yet, so she completely let go of her defenses and completely accepted the relationship. If she was too forced, problems would easily arise, so she paused and said, "I checked it on the Internet, and I just saw it."

"I checked it online..." Yan Zheke repeated in a low voice, and looked up at the shop's signboard—Meimei Bread.

Seemingly moved by Lou Cheng's description, she didn't refuse, and entered happily, picked out a cake with fresh milk for herself, and bought five meat floss buns for Lou Cheng in one go. My favorite bread is pork floss.

After paying the bill, Lou Cheng pretended to be calm, took the girl's hand again, stretched out his five fingers, and clasped them in. When Yan Zheke shook his hand back, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the beauty of crossing his fingers. , carrying the cake and bread, chatting casually, and took the girl to another scheduled location.

"Are you tired from walking? The environment here seems to be nice and clean. Let's go in and sit down?" When he arrived, Lou Cheng pretended to observe, pointed to the coffee shop, and added, "This kind of shop usually Not just coffee."

Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smiled, with dimples looming: "I thought you would drag me along..."

When she said the word "pull", her cheeks flushed again, and she tried her best to keep her senses away from the place where their skin touched and their fingers were intertwined.

Seeing the girl rushing over, he was in the mood to make a joke, Lou Cheng became even more elated, and said to himself, "Am I such an inconsiderate person?"

"Who just kept walking and walking, and didn't recognize the road?" Yan Zheke's dimples deepened, and she smiled lowly, mercilessly exposing Lou Cheng's soul flying just now.

"Haha, I'm so excited..." Lou Cheng finally had the opportunity to express his feelings just now. At the same time, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and walked towards the secluded booth that was shielded from the front and back.

When he got to the four-person booth, he let go of his delicate and smooth hands, and watched Yan Zheke sit in, his palm felt empty for a moment, and he felt a sense of loss.

Looking at the seat opposite Yan Zheke and the seat next to her, Lou Cheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and said "seriously": "Sit in, let's sit in a row, and watch other videos of Hongluo Martial Arts together later. After thinking about it, I have to ask Coach Yan to continue to guide me!"

Thank you, Master, for the friends of Hongluo Martial Arts!

"I still remember that I am Coach Yan~~" Yan Zheke joked, but after thinking about it, she was right, she stood up again, and moved to the position inside.

Lou Cheng hurriedly sat down beside her, took the drink and snack list from the waiter, and opened it in front of Yan Zheke.

This time, he didn't introduce it, because the several milk teas in the coffee shop are all good, and Yan Zheke can't go wrong with whichever one she chooses. As for desserts, in her taste, she doesn't pick chocolate or too sweet ones. The range of products is naturally limited, "it happens" that I have tried them all, and the quality is above the standard!

"Hong Kong style milk tea and chiffon cake..." Yan Zheke pondered for a while before making a choice.

Lou Cheng also ordered a cup of mandarin duck, then found a shelf, took out his mobile phone, placed it on the table, and played the highlights of the battles of other people in Hongluo Martial Arts.

Seeing that Yan Zheke was watching seriously, he quietly, quietly stretched out his right hand again, grabbed the girl's slender palm on his leg, pulled his body closer, and placed it on his thigh.

Yan Zheke was surprised at first, then she was annoyed and funny and said:

"Look carefully!"

Sitting together to study the battle video, asking for coach Yan's guidance, are all excuses!

"Yeah, look carefully." Lou Cheng's eyes were fixed on the screen of the phone, but his five fingers intertwined tightly with the girl's green fingers, he was reluctant to separate the slightest bit, and the heart-stirring fragrance loomed on the end of his nose.

After a long time, the two studied the video, chatted about the battle, chatted endlessly from time to time, watched funny things, passed more than two hours without knowing it, and except for going to the bathroom, the two hands never separated.

Recalling the scenes of Yan Zheke's slight smile just now in his mind, Lou Cheng only felt that the days like a fairy were like this, but it's a pity that happiness is always short-lived, and night will come eventually.

Yan Zheke suddenly realized that it was getting dark outside, so she hurriedly turned on her phone, checked the time, and said in surprise, "It's almost six o'clock... shall we go back?"

"Why don't you go back after dinner?" Lou Cheng had ordered more than one gourmet food, so he took the opportunity to make a suggestion.

Yan Zheke looked up, and said playfully, "Go back to school and eat, I'll treat you to the cafeteria~"

"That's fine." Lou Cheng didn't force it, he had to know when to go on a first date.

He quit the funny video, and when he started to book a car, Yan Zheke took another sip of milk tea and said with satisfaction, "The milk tea from this store is quite authentic. You can pick any one that has this level. Today's character is not bad."

Hey, how could it be casual? Lou Cheng was full of complacency, and said with a smile: "No, no, it's Coach Yan who brought you your character, and my character is used in other places."

After saying this, he deliberately shook the hands they held.

Yan Zheke blushed, spat, and turned to look to the side.

Back at the old campus, the two of them seemed to have forgotten to let go, just like this, you are holding me and I am holding you, walking slowly along the road full of ginkgo trees, passing by the quaint old teaching buildings, and the eyes of pedestrians coming and going are no longer is immune.

After boarding the school bus and sitting there for a while, Lou Cheng saw the vehicle start to move forward, and was about to speak, but saw Yan Zheke next to him with his eyelids drooping, his black, long and dense eyelashes trembling slightly like two small fans, his head bit by bit At that point, he was already asleep.

She exercised for four hours, went out on a date without taking a nap, and played until six o'clock in the evening. A cleverness, without waking her up, changed the direction of her fall, pulled her over, and let her slowly, slowly lean on his shoulder.

At the same time, he adjusted his body muscles and sensed the movement of the vehicle. Once there was a severe bump, he would exert the opposite force on Yan Zheke to counteract it, so as to let her sleep soundly and prevent her from sliding down.

On the shoulders are the delicate heads, on the nose is the musky fragrance, on the side of the head is the skin that can be broken by blows, and the ears are the girl's long and thin breath. Lou Cheng only feels peaceful, safe and happy, but I felt the weight from the other party again, and felt the pressure to let her live a better life.

Maybe this is the man's responsibility that Dad said...

The vehicle drove and arrived at the new campus. Lou Cheng pushed Yan Zheke and said with a low smile:

"Get up quickly, you're going to be late for the special martial arts training."

"Ah..." Yan Zheke's beautiful dark eyes were at a loss, her ignorant expression made Lou Cheng's heart tremble, and then she came back to her senses, and said with a blushing voice, "Turn your head away, turn away! Don't move!"

Lou Cheng was puzzled, but still looked at the aisle honestly, and heard the girl unzip the backpack, took out a tissue, and wiped it on the shoulders of his leather jacket and on his arms.

"So..." he blurted out, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted "viciously" by the girl, "Have you never seen someone drooling in sleep! Hmph!"

"Coach Yan who is drooling while sleeping is so cute." Lou Cheng couldn't help but praise him from the bottom of his heart.

Yan Zheke snorted:

"I don't want to talk to you anymore!"

With a smile on his face, Lou Cheng pulled the "puffy" girl out of the car and walked towards the cafeteria. He kept observing the girl's reaction all the way. Honestly let go, but Yan Zheke showed no sign of withdrawing her hand except her face turned red.

After entering the cafeteria, Yan Zheke led him to the meal window first, took out the meal card and said:

"Rice for two yuan and three."

The cooker took a surprised look at the two of them, as if observing whether they were representatives of a group of people, so as to determine how many bowls to use for cooking.

Yan Zheke said with an innocent face: "The guy next to me has a big belly, and he can eat very much. Even if he doesn't count dishes, he gets two yuan of rice!"

Pfft... Lou Cheng almost laughed.

Do you dare to add your own appetite?

"I can't see it." The rice cooker sighed with emotion.

Yan Zheke couldn't stop snickering when she heard that, she turned her head and glanced at Lou Cheng, there was a little bit of complacency and playfulness in the flashing light.

But Lou Cheng only felt that the beauty was delicious, and he just wanted to look at it like this, so he didn't have the mood to eat.

After a long meal, the two reluctantly came to the door of the third dormitory where Yan Zheke was staying.

Yan Zheke covered her mouth with her hand, yawned, and said with a small smile, "I feel so tired after not taking a nap."

"Then go back to the dormitory, go to bed and lie down after washing, and sleep when you're sleepy." Lou Cheng said with concern.

Yan Zheke nodded obediently, then put on a pretty face, and said like an old lady:

"After you go back, you should rest early, don't study the video all the time, you have to combine work and rest, so as not to be in a bad mood tomorrow, you know?"

Lou Cheng felt warm in his heart, and snickered, "Understood, Coach Yan!"

Yan Zheke almost laughed, pursed her lips and waved:

"Cheng Zi, see you tomorrow."

Lou Cheng imitated her previous words and said seriously:

"See you every day!"

Hearing this, Yan Zheke covered her mouth and chuckled, turned around and took two steps, stopped again, turned her head, and said with a shy smile:

"Cheng Zi, I, I am having a great time today."

After finishing speaking, before Lou Cheng could answer, she quickened her pace, like a nimble white rabbit, entered the dormitory in a hurry, and when she was about to enter the door opening of the unit, she turned and glanced at Lou Cheng who was still staring blankly. Cheng, Yingying smiled.

It wasn't until Yan Zheke's back disappeared into the corridor that Lou Cheng smiled and whispered softly:

"I am also very happy, a hundred times happier..."

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In a certain room on the second floor of the Hongluo Martial Art Museum, Wang Hui, the owner of the gym with white hair and a bit of silver, asked the three men beside him:

"Have you found any information about Lou Cheng of the Songda Martial Arts Club? There is no rank."

Jiang Guosheng has practiced martial arts for many years. He has moved his energy and raised his body. His appearance, which is not outstanding, has a bit of masculinity. In the holy arena, he made it into the top eight, and after only half a year of martial arts training, he was able to defeat the professional ninth grade, which shows his talent and strength. He is no better than Lin Que at present, but he must not be underestimated."

Wang Hui nodded slightly, smiled and looked at the other man:

"Cheng Yun, you have met your opponent. Songcheng is very big, but it is also very small. There are only a few young people with potential."

Jiang Guosheng also looked over, looking at the young man with sharp eyebrows.

This is my master's eagerness to love talents, and he is a closed disciple after many years of not accepting apprentices. Pan Chengyun, who has just turned 20 and has only practiced martial arts for two years, is already a first-rank amateur. Level, just wait for the final product competition.

In this trial, he is the secret weapon of his own martial arts school, and he will give Songda Budao Club a "surprise".

The three professional ninth-rank teams are capable of competing for a spot in the competition area!

Pan Chengyun said calmly as ice:

"I've seen his game video. His weaknesses are as clear as his strengths. He belongs to the kind that can beat a professional ninth rank if he performs well. Once he is restrained, he can lose even an amateur first or second rank."

"I have enough confidence to win him."