The plane landed at the capital S3 Airport during shock.

"Ha ha!"

Qian Xingxin smiled and jumped directly from the cabin door with empty hands. At this time, the cabin was opened and there was no long ladder connecting.

But he could no longer wait.

The leading Yunhai Municipal Officer smiled bitterly and said to the panicked flight attendant: "It's okay, he is a warrior, sorry."

The beautiful flight attendant took a breath, patted the turbulent chest, and said, "That's good, that's good... I thought that gentleman wanted to..."

She didn't say the words behind her. No matter how emotional fluctuated, she could not offend the guests verbally.

Especially these are charter flights for government personnel.

The ladder was connected, and everyone walked down the stairs, and Fang Cheng and Old Man Lu walked at the end.

Below the plane, there was a shuttle bus that had no passengers. There were more than ten seats on the bus and everyone got on the bus.

Even Qian Xingxin, who was excited and satisfied, did not run around. This is the airport. If he hinders a certain plane from descending and landing, he will never be able to bear the responsibility.

One hour later.

Hiltu Hotel, East 2nd District of the Imperial Capital.

Everyone entered in a row, and the hotel room had been booked long ago, with one queen-bed room for each person.

As for Old Man Lu, although he was not on the list of travelers, he received a call from the top leader of Yunhai City before boarding the plane. Without saying a word, the team leader added a luxurious large-bed room.

"Master, I'm back to my room."

Fang Cheng held the room card in his hand and his schoolbag on his back, and the clothes he had from four months ago were still in it.

Old Man Lu nodded until Fang Cheng walked into the room and closed the door. He sighed softly and suddenly felt a little regretful.

He is just a master of martial arts, not a god, an immortal, and he cannot predict everything.

This special training, something that was out of control happened... Old Man Lu never considered that Fang Cheng had been from an ordinary student to a strong warrior in less than a year, and his mind was still immature!

He miscalculated!

This led to Fang Cheng's indifference, which exuded coldness from the inside out.

The sunny, shy, cheerful, and somewhat immature big boy is gone!

This state of Bing Xin is the most terrifying. Deep indifference will make people forget their feelings and morality.

The reason why people are human is because they have feelings and human nature. If a person is so indifferent that he lacks feelings and does not exist, can he still be called a human?

However, even Old Man Lu has no solution to this state of Bing Xin, as long as time passes.

Old Man Lu gritted his teeth and whispered: "Advisor, living is more important than anything else. As a teacher... I made a mistake this time, but I did it right, yes, right..."

He recalled the past and stood in the luxurious corridor of the hotel, feeling lost.

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Room 1208 of Hilto Hotel.

Fang Cheng glanced at the luxurious and dazzling room lightly. He placed his schoolbag lightly on the sofa and walked to the window. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window was the imperial capital.

This is his first time in the imperial capital.

Fang Cheng's eyes moved, he took out the cell phone in his left trouser pocket, pondered for a while, and called out the phone.

On the screen, it appears: Mom.

"Hey? Mom?"

Fang Cheng's voice became warm, and the softest part of his heart always kept a place for his parents.

"Son? Xiaocheng, have you arrived in the imperial capital?" Mom Chen Rong was resting at home, and she answered the phone with a look of surprise.

In the past few months, the parents also knew about Fang Cheng’s martial arts strength. They were shocked at first, then surprised, and finally ecstatic.

Can they not be excited? They just hope that their son will become a dragon, but they just want to get their son Fang Chengzhen to turn into a dragon flying in the sky!

As a representative of young martial artists in Yunhai City, participating in the National Martial Arts Youth Competition, the dreams come true and the happy events from heaven were actually hit on their heads.

The number of viewers of each Chinese martial arts youth competition is more than 300 million, and the entire Chinese country is only 2 billion people.

The hundreds of millions of viewers represent more than one billion influences and spreads. There are many companies and companies looking for endorsements in the Chinese martial arts youth competitions over the years.

The endorsement fees start at tens of millions.

Even if it is not a champion, showing his face at the Chinese martial arts meeting is a matter of glorifying the ancestors and glorifying his hometown.

Chen Rong gradually adapted to this dreamlike reality, and the living conditions at home have changed greatly. Her husband Fang Wendao has transformed from a small company employee to a senior manager of the martial arts school.

Chen Rong was not sure what the martial arts school was called, but she knew that the leader of the martial arts school was Qi Zhenguo.

Chen Rong's thoughts changed, and these thoughts passed by her heart. She was a little worried about her son: "Xiaocheng, you should pay attention to protecting yourself when playing games, and not show off your strength."

Fang Cheng smiled slightly, as if he had changed from dead silence to vitality. He narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Mom, don't worry, I'm sure."

"You kid, who is not a martial artist, you must not be careless. I don't want you to take the top 16, or do you know if you are safe?"

"Besides, the favorites to win the championship recently, such as the Double Stars of the Imperial Capital, the Light of the Central and South, and the Wolf of the Northwest, are all too scary... Son, physical safety is the first, the second in the game, do you remember it..."

Chen Rong said in a nagging manner that she couldn't stop.

She was afraid that she could not help crying when she stopped. That was the Chinese Youth Martial Arts Competition!

There is a strong man, and her son has no hope of getting a good ranking. She is worried that her son will be injured, but she doesn't know how to persuade her son to abstain from power.

Abstaining from power and giving up is the most despised and scolded. She can't bear it, but she can't make up her mind, entangled, nervous, nervous, and uneasy. These emotions gather in her heart.

Although I know that my son is very powerful, I don’t have an intuitive impression of Chen Rong without seeing him with my own eyes.

On the contrary, the behind-the-scenes replays of the youth martial arts competitions on the color TV made her feel so heart-wrenching. It was so terrible!

Although there is a referee, what if the referee doesn't have time to stop it?

She felt that it was enough now, and she didn't expect any ranking of her son. However, how could she tell Fang Cheng about these words? She was Fang Cheng's mother. At this time, she strongly supported her and caring for her was the only thing she wanted to do.

"Haha." Fang Cheng listened to his mother Chen Rong's muttering for nearly ten minutes, laughed and interrupted his mother, saying, "Mom, are you going to come to the Imperial Capital?"

Chen Rong flattered her mouth: "Son, it's not that my mom won't go. Your dad will never go, he insisted on watching you on TV..."

Fang Cheng was stunned: "Why?"

"Because he is lazy... he doesn't want to witness you hitting around the ring with his own eyes. He is worried that he can't help but feel that... he can feel better when watching through a color TV."

The fists and feet fell on Fang Cheng's body, and the pain was on Chen Rong, and Fang Wendao's heart.

Fang Cheng smiled faintly, his heart became warmer, as if he had returned to the big boy four months ago, and he smiled:

"Mom, don't worry, dad, I will go home with the championship."

"Silly kid, it's better for you to go home safely than anything else. Your dad and I don't want any championship."

Chen Rong smiled with relief, chatted with her son for a few words, hung up the phone, and stood in the empty living room, still feeling like a dream.

Things in the world are too bizarre, and her son suddenly becomes a martial arts genius. Even after four months, she is still in a daze.
Chapter completed!