Martial Arts Master

Dry the washed clothes, the building is locked against the door, back to his room, lying on the edge of the bed, thinking and ups and downs, can not be calm for a long time, has the urge to confide.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Yan Yan:

"I have a problem with the barbecue today..."

In his usual tone, he described his relationship with Wang Xu, witnessed his thoughts when he was chased, and described his mood changes after him.

Yan Yan cooperated with the question from time to time, not much to say, until the end of the lecture, seriously: "Orange, I think, or the old saying, everyone has their own future, not necessarily reading, not necessarily martial arts... Speaking of this, I remembered that I once told you this, and then you can defeat the professional nine products in four months... Finish, no face in front of you!"

She immediately sent a look at the corner of the wall.

Lou Cheng’s depressed mood was diluted a bit, and Jun Jun couldn’t help but say: “In fact, I felt that you made a reasonable point at that time. I never thought that I could get close to the professional level so quickly.”

"Don't fight, don't you listen to me?" Yan Yan said with a fierce expression.

It’s your own to fight you... Of course, Lou Cheng didn’t dare to answer this way. “Laughter” said: “Strict coach please!”

"Everyone has their own destiny. We are not gods, not immortals, not gods. The few who can change the closest relationship are already very great. As for other people, the words "doing things, listening to destiny" are only six words. There is no way to make decisions for them, and there is no way to forcibly reverse their will." Yan Yan made no use of expressions when he spoke this passage.

Lou Cheng vomited and pressed the keyboard: "I understand this truth, but I always feel powerless and depressed. I used to be such a good friend. Now I am in a completely different world, but I can’t do anything. I can only watch it. ""

"Orange, most people are selfish. Me too. I draw circles with my own heart. The innermost is my parents. I am a close relative of good feelings. They must be important to the girlfriends and friends who are slightly outside. And friends are divided into two categories, one can pay for a lifetime, the other can only accompany you through a certain stage of life, just like two non-parallel lines, there is an intersection at a certain point, but because of the idea, Because of choice, because of personality, because of different encounters, sooner or later will gradually drift away, seeing is worse than missing, Wang Xu for you, should be divided into this category." Yan Yan hit a lot of words.

This way she carefully explained her three views, Lou Cheng was the first time she saw her, and her impression on her eyes seemed to be alive.

"Where is the other half of your future?" He asked the question subconsciously.

Yan Yan sent a squinting expression: "I don't tell you~ Are you listening carefully! Wrestling the table!"

"There are some, the strict coach continues!" Lou Cheng replied with a smile.

After some gags, he felt that his mood had recovered a lot.

"Friends who can make a good life must have a certain aspect of their own, and Wang Xu is obviously not. Are you willing to give up his studies for him, and you will kill him? You are willing to provoke a lot of trouble for him, even affecting himself. Family?" Yan Yan asked.

Lou Cheng thought seriously: "I don't want him to influence my current life."

Yan Yan used a nod to express:

"So, as you said, you are already in a completely different world. If he does not look back, the gap will only grow bigger and bigger. Sooner or later, there will be only memories. If you say cold words, he is in you, just in life. For an episode, it is enough for you to help him wholeheartedly within your ability. Unfortunately, it is inevitable."

"My grandfather and aunt have taught many disciples, some have entered the police, some have joined the army, some have worked hard in the professional martial arts circle, some have been in the business sea, and some have also embarked on the road, such people Even a lot of people, Xia Yiwu banned it, my grandfather and 姥姥 姥姥 姥姥 姥姥 姥姥 姥姥 姥姥 姥姥 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我 我Enough, no need to worry."

"Life is alive, it is difficult to have perfection, only to be innocent."

Lou Cheng looked quietly and fell into meditation. After a while, he took a deep breath and said: "I understand, I am innocent, I am a freshman, can save his life when I meet, can be sincere Persuaded him to quit, he has reached the limit that he can do, no need to care."

"Yes, the scorpion can teach." Yan Yan sent a smug expression of pushing glasses. "In fact, your handling of things today is quite good, and you have saved people without getting rid of water. I used to fantasize about my martial arts." Derogatory, the road sees a slap in the face, but is worried about whether this will be banned by the martial arts, will there be a lot of follow-up troubles, what you have done today satisfies my illusions about this kind of thing."

Lou Cheng was a bit smug and happy, with a smirked expression: "All the coaches are well-trained, ‘strict’ ​​to pass the teaching, ‘strict’ ​​to the high school!”

"Hey! You will use words more and more!" Yan Yan replied with the expression of the dog.

After such a confession and teasing, Lou Cheng’s mood was completely restored, and even a signature smirk was hanged. After talking until ten o'clock, he was reluctant to brush his teeth and prepare to sleep on time.

When he got all of this, he lay down on the bed and found that Cai Zongming finally returned home, went to QQ, saw the news, and responded.

"Secret? You are not a girl, I am not interested in your secret, unless it is a black history." Xiao Ming used a sly expression of shaking his fingers.

Lou Cheng first went back to Yan Yan, and then he did not care whether Cai Zongming had any interest. He said to himself: "I went to the Yanling on the way home this time and took part in a small Wu called 'Phoenix Cup'. St. Jude, guess what scores have I got?"

"I rub, you still run quite far. As for the results, you still have to guess? You said the full name of the game. I can't find it clearly. Are you stupid?" The other end of the network Cai Zongming sat at the computer desk and tapped the words with his hands, habitually damaging the building.

Lou Cheng snorted and secretly snarled, what is needed is this effect! I still don't know you, Cai Xiaoming?

The results I have said on my own initiative are definitely not as shocking as your own search!

Cai Zongming opened the browser, found the official website, clicked in and directly looked at the news:

"Final finals, Jiang Lan vs. Wang Hao? Professional eight products for professional nine products?"

"Three or four finals, Huang Zhenzhong's pair of white pines? It is also a contest between professional eight products and professional nine products..."

Cai Zongming twitched his mouth while watching the news, and immediately sent a message to Lou Cheng:

"I wiped, my wise Ming was actually deceived by you. With the grade of this game, your name must be buried in the masses of the people, where to find it!"

"Haha, look down!" Lou Cheng did not say much, looking forward to Xiao Ming himself.

Cai Zongming was puzzled at the screen, sliding the mouse, and suddenly found a news:

“The ‘656’ player Lou Cheng was unable to persist because of his physical overdraft and he withdrew from the quarter-finals.”

"Eight strong battle?" He clicked in, suspected to be the same name with the same name.

"No grade... Song college students... beat the professional nine products..." After the meeting, he silently read the keywords, and then did not hesitate to copy the phone, and gave the building a fight.

"Orange, don't you specifically ask someone to make a fake website?" When the phone was connected, Cai Zongming blurted out.

Lou Cheng smiled smugly: "I am going, you are not strict, I am trying to lie to you to make a fake website? Is your IQ so high-end?"

"But you can rely on running to defeat Wu of the martial arts club. It seems that it hasn’t been long before... How about you from amateur nine to professional nine?" Cai Zongming could not conceal his horror.

Lou Cheng tried to make his tone seem cloudless: "Not long? Three months! Well, I learned Blizzard twenty-four attacks, improved strength, speed and physical coordination, and have rich experience in training. I also watched a lot of martial arts competitions, and the initial opponents of this downfall were weak. I hit them one by one, and slowly blitzed through Blizzard’s twenty-four strokes, and also mastered the sound and the center of gravity, such as mercury. With a bit of luck, I finally broke into the quarterfinals."

Cai Zongming was silent for a while: "...orange, how do I feel that you are showing off?"

"Yes, I am showing off!" Lou Cheng couldn't help but smile. "I have the ability to beat me? Call me? Can you beat me?"

"I rub..." Cai Zongming was so angry and funny. "I have never seen you so embarrassed! You wait, I will join the martial arts training in the next semester. With my talent, I have the guidance of the old man. Minutes to catch up with you, see how you got when you arrived!"

Lou Cheng is satisfied, ready to sleep, before the phone:

"The website has my game video, you pay homage!"

After that, without waiting for Cai Zongming to answer, he hangs up the phone directly and goes to Yan Yan’s good night.

After a few days in the competition, Yan Yan knew that he had to get up at 5:30 every day. He deeply admired this and also recognized his strength.

Cai Zongming took the phone and took a moment to find the video of the game.

Looking at it, his mouth opened a little, but he didn't see the close. When the video was finished, he said to himself:

“Is this TM an orange?”

"I feel like I can beat me a few times..."

"Why won't you be defeated by any old devil?"

Of course, this kind of thing is not in reality, only in the novel.

............

At 5:30 the next day, Lou Cheng got up on time, put on the martial arts suit, took the mobile phone and the key, went out and jogged to the community where Jiang Fei’s home was, and did a preliminary warm-up.

At this time, the sky was dark, and there was no morning dawn. The two bypass lights were dim, illuminating the quietness of no one, and setting off more desert.

Exhaled into a fog, the building became evenly breathing, arrived outside the Jiang Fei family in the cold and cold, and gave him a call to make sure he had gotten up.

In the original place to finish the set of moving piles, that is, the practice routine, Lou Cheng saw Jiang Fei squatting out of the community, a fat meat to hold the white martial arts clothing strange shape.

He smiled and said: "Let's run and warm up first."

"Well!" After yesterday's incident, Jiang Fei was quite expecting and excited about practicing Wu. "Orange, where are we going?"

Lou Cheng had planned the process long ago and pointed to the left side: "Run to Sanli Pavilion and temper in the People's Park."

“Sanli Pavilion? People’s Park?” Jiang Fei’s mouth was so big that his face was pale. “You still kill me!”

This TM is at least ten kilometers!

Seeking a recommendation ticket~