Yangyang's academic performance is only average at most at Haicheng High School.
With this score, it is not particularly eye-catching in the key high school in the first-tier cities where the gods of learning are everywhere.
However, Yangyang has never been famous in middle school because of his grades, but also because of other more dazzling halos, such as the WEG free-hand rock climbing women's racing champion, such as the MCG archery women's runner-up, such as the 16-year-old crossing the Indian Ocean and climbing Mount Everest from the southern slope of Nepal at the age of 17.
For most students, these honors are not enough to have knowledge, but also require courage.
Yangyang was always alone when he was in Haicheng High School. Not to mention male friends, there were not even many female friends.
To outsiders, they always look like they are not close to strangers.
Now, such a girl suddenly sat in the classroom and said to Qingchen as expected: You have to take me home.
What kind of tiger and wolf word is this!
Maybe Nan Gengchen was just listening to the fun, but for Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen, two classmates who are familiar with Yangyang, it was another feeling.
"What did Yangyang say just now?" Zhang Tianzhen said in confusion.
Hu Xiaoniu: "She said, let Qingchen take her home."
"What did Yangyang just say?"
Hu Xiaoniu: "..."
"I must have heard it wrong," Zhang Tianzhen said confidently.
After saying this, the two of them fell silent at the same time.
They recalled that Yangyang once said to them: Don’t mess with Qingchen.
Now looking at Yangyang's behavior, Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen suddenly felt thoughtful.
Both of them realized that Yang Yang's understanding of Qingchen was far beyond their imagination.
The same is true between Yangyang and Qingchen.
The melon-eating trio looked silently at the sunset, the boy and the girl walked out of the classroom, then passed through the golden windows in the corridor, and finally disappeared.
Hu Xiaoniu recalled the scene when they first met Qingchen, and the other party was so proud that he kept people from thousands of miles away.
He recalled the calmness and calmness that the other person showed when his father was about to sell the house.
This classmate seems to have always been different from others.
Hu Xiaoniu hesitated and looked at Nan Gengchen: "Has any female classmate chased Qingchen?"
"I was still there when I was in my first year of high school, but he ignored it," Nan Gengchen sighed, "Later, all the female classmates gave up silently."
Hu Xiaoniu sighed: "Yangyang is like him."
But these two people who did not enter the world actually got together for no reason. Could it be that they were negative and positive?
Until then, Zhang Tianzhen had not recovered: "I just had an illusion, right?"
"Maybe," Hu Xiaoniu replied.
On the way, Yangyang walked side by side next to Qingchen and curiously said, "Classmate, have you always been so unique?"
"If you call having a sense of your personality, then I've always been like this," Qingchen thought for a while and replied, "If I know what I want, it will be difficult for others to control my thoughts."
"Don't you have to take into account other people's ideas?" Yangyang was curious.
Qingchen suddenly remained silent for a long time: "When we were young, we always listened to adults and greeted our uncles and aunts. During the Chinese New Year, we would perform a show for everyone even if we were ashamed. When we grew up, we would care about the opinions of people around us. Some thought you were rude, some thought you were selfish, and you were kidnapped by them to change yourself, but you finally found that you were not happy."
He looked at the girl: "A person is never born to live for others. Consciousness and taking care of others are actually a negative energy, while willfulness and self-centeredness are actually an underestimated virtue."
Yangyang glanced at Qingchen strangely: "How few people can have such a cognition."
At this time, Qingchen suddenly asked, "You are also here in Luocheng with your purpose, right?"
"Why do you ask that?" Yangyang said with his head tilted, "It seems that you should be careful when dealing with smart people."
When he got home, Qingchen said, "See you tomorrow."
Yangyang curled his lips: "Maybe we will meet again in a while."
Qingchen returned home alone to cook and cook.
He originally planned to steam rice for one person, but finally thought about it and steamed two people.
After the dishes were fried, Qingchen turned off the range hood and began to think quietly in his mind, 10, 9, 8...3, 2, 1.
He opened the door without any fluctuations in his heart, and saw that the girl next door had already changed into a home dress and looked particularly casual.
Yangyang stood at the door with a letter in his hand: "That... has your letter."
Qingchen nodded and answered: "When did this letter come from?"
"One hour ago," Yangyang said.
She poked her head and looked inside the house, but found that two bowls of rice had been served on the table and two pairs of chopsticks were arranged.
Her expression suddenly stretched out: "I won't eat your meal in vain, I can do you a favor!"
"What's the busy thing?" Qingchen was curious.
"You will know soon," Yangyang said mysteriously.
This sentence made Qingchen extremely surprised and could not think of what the other party was going to do.
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...
At 9 o'clock in the evening.
Qingchen unfolded the letter that Yangyang brought. The content of this letter was very simple, just to tell him how to reply.
Maybe the other party couldn't receive Qingchen's reply for a long time, so he finally remembered to tell Qingchen how to reply.
It may also be that the other party failed to test, so he decided to continue to recruit.
There are all odds, but Qingchen’s best choice is not to reply, and say less and make less mistakes.
He took off his shirt and prepared to practice, but at this moment, an inexplicable force came invisibly, squeezing his bones and muscles.
It was as if something was pulling him in the center of the earth, forcing him to surrender to the earth.
It's gravity.
Qingchen's heart has some enlightenment.
The invisible gravity was constantly increasing, until at some point when Qingchen felt that he could not bear it, the force-applicant also stopped the gravity at this stage just in a proper way.
"call!"
The flame pattern appeared on Qingchen's cheeks, and the constraints on his body seemed to fade between the inhalation and inhalation.
Someone next door exclaimed lightly, and soon, the gravity rose to his "critical point".
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The other party knew that he was practicing and knew that he was suffering from not carrying a burden, so he helped him create a unique gravity field.
Qingchen's expression did not change at all, but began to practice as if nothing had happened.
The content of his practice today is no different from the past, but the benefits he has obtained are extremely fierce.
While breathing, he could even feel the endorphins brought to him by the breathing surgery were quickly accumulating. The wonderful endorphins quickly regulated his heart rate, blood oxygen supply, and muscle state.
It prompted him to approach his most perfect state of movement infinitely.
The past practice of carrying weights was either lighter or heavier.
At this moment, Qingchen's feelings were completely different from those in the past. The gravity given by the other party almost perfectly matched his physical fitness.
And unlike external loading, he is now in a real "gravity warehouse".
Qingchen felt the gravity suddenly released on his body, and he felt extremely relaxed.
This inexplicable sense of relaxation and the soothing of endorphins made him sweat in an instant, but he felt extremely energetic.
He looked at his palms and arms. This method of practice and breathing seemed to have a miraculous effect.
Qingchen calmed down his breathing technique, put on his top before walking over to open the door. Yangyang stared at him: "I thought you would be naked."
The girl also wore furry blue dinosaur pajamas and covered herself tightly.
Qingchen asked: "Did you have realized through the force field before that I am practicing every day?"
"Of course," Yangyang said.
Qingchen frowned. If the force field perception is so keen, wouldn’t it mean that his privacy was detected by this neighbor?
"Don't worry," Yangyang sat on the sofa and explained: "The perception of the force field will not form a picture so clearly. The reason why I can tell that you are practicing is because the fluctuations of the force field are more obvious when people exercise efficiently."
"Anyway, I have to say thank you," Qingchen thought for a while and said, "If you can help me with this every day, I can cook for you every day."
This is definitely a real benefit to him.
If you are an ordinary person, it may take one or two months to feel the benefits of gravity practice, but if he has respiratory surgery, this change is too obvious.
Yangyang thought for a while: "The cooking conditions are acceptable, but you are not as delicious as the one above. I overestimate you. Having said that, I am a little curious about it, even if you become an extraordinary person, you can naturally improve your strength. Why are you thankless to practice in the ordinary way?"
Qingchen did not answer this question because it was a secret.