"I called Tao, and he said he wanted to sleep for a while."
"Jing Bao can't get up either."
It was late autumn in the capital, and the sky was already getting bright at half past six in the morning.
In the courtyard of the villa, Lin Qingyuan, Wu Lei, Lu Han, Zhang Ruoyun and Song Zuer stood scattered.
"So who was so excited and excited last night that he wanted to do something big?"
"It's none of my business. Tao always talks like this. He makes people crazy. He's so hot in three minutes. Don't you know that?" Lu Han quickly waved his hand to clear the relationship.
In fact, the ones who yelled the most fiercely last night were Huang Zitao, Wu Lei and Lu Han, and Mao Buyi seemed to be making a fool of himself with Huang Zitao later because he was drunk.
It can only be said that alcohol is still too harmful, and it has changed the appearance of Teacher Mao, who has always been shy and introverted...
"Then we still wait for them to get up?" Song Zuer asked, yawning and rubbing his eyes.
"You guys warm up first, I'll call them all up one by one." After Lin Qingyuan finished speaking, he walked into the room.
After Lin Qingyuan left, Lu Han began to perform his usual warm-up movements before playing football. While watching the sky in the distance gradually reveal scattered sunlight, he chatted with his friends who were also warming up around him.
"It feels like I haven't gotten up so early in a long time..." Song Zuer sighed sleepily.
"I often got up at this point when I was recording programs before." Wu Lei's mental state was actually very good.
"Hey Lelei, is this show you're talking about the one in Qingyuan?" Zhang Ruoyun asked.
"Yes, Brother Yuan went on a two-day flight."
"Is it not easy to get along with other people? Anyway, I saw him complaining about this in the group."
"Ah haha, there are some people who are a bit strange..." Wu Lei understood this very well, but in his current position, he was not very good at explaining it in details, so he was very grateful to Lin Qingyuan for drawing his sword to help him when he saw an injustice on the road.
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"Hey, why do you think Brother Yuan suddenly wants to drag us to run a marathon?" Song Zuer was very curious.
"It doesn't matter why, I just know that this is a win-win situation for us, and we will have bragging rights when we go out in the future." Lu Han said carelessly and didn't take it to heart.
"Actually, Qingyuan has been doing charity, but he just didn't make it public." Zhang Ruoyun knew some of the inside information. "This time, he put the charity on the bright side probably because he has been too strong recently, and he was worried that when it reaches its peak, it will inevitably decline, and when it reaches its peak, it will reverse. That's why he thought
Let’s guide the fans.”
"Brother Yuan has a very big picture. The last time I read someone's article on the Internet analyzing Brother Yuan, he said that he knew exactly what he wanted since he recorded "Hua Shao 2" two years ago, and he also knew what he should do.
Only by doing can you achieve what you want to achieve.”
It is impossible for new-generation artists like Wu Lei to not know Lin Qingyuan, because even if they are not interested, their management team will force them to get to know the man who stands on the "President Hill" of domestic entertainment.
"Including the subsequent acquisition of fashion resources, the feedback of film and television resources, and the promotion of overseas routes, these are all the final results of his future development plan early and smoothly implemented, but I didn't expect that he would do it secretly.
Charity for so long..."
"Although he seems to be running very fast, Qingyuan is down-to-earth every step of the way. You have to learn from him."
"Brother Yuan has always been the target of my pursuit."
After several people had finished warming up and chatting, a few people who were obviously not awake yet were urged by Lin Qingyuan to walk out of the room like zombies.
Huang Zitao, Jing Boran, Mao Buyi and Deng Chao, who were sleeping in, plus the five people who were already present, a total of nine people gathered in the courtyard of the villa.
The girls stopped shouting because, firstly, it was not convenient for Lin Qingyuan to enter their room, and secondly, they themselves did not show a particularly strong desire to compete.
Therefore, Lin Qingyuan did not need to force others to follow him early in the morning to adapt to long-distance running.
"Let's get ready to start. Let's adapt to long-term aerobic exercise in advance to avoid being dragged to take oxygen while running. Remember that the meaning of our marathon running is far greater than the performance itself, so please do what you can.
Don’t really run yourself into the hospital.”
Lin Qingyuan naturally became the leader of everyone, and of course they also believed in Lin Qingyuan.
"So this morning, let's run around the community for half an hour to test the waters."
"Half an hour? How long does it take to run?"
"At a six-minute pace, it's about five kilometers."
"No, I haven't run such a long distance for a long time..." Mao Buyi looked frustrated.
"Just take your time. We don't require you to run five kilometers. We only require you to run for half an hour. It's very easy." Lin Qingyuan comforted him with a gentle and calm tone.
"I think it's actually okay. I used to run around in circles when I was recording real men." On the contrary, Huang Zitao, who was forcibly woken up by Lin Qingyuan, stood up and expressed his support for Lin Qingyuan.
"Then let's start! Those running in front should control their speed and don't run blindly alone."
Next, Lin Qingyuan began to drive away the group of people who were lingering one by one.
Huang Zitao and Wu Lei were more enthusiastic and took the initiative to lead the team without any urging from Lin Qingyuan.
Zhang Ruoyun, Jing Boran and Lu Han and Deng Chao took a moment, but they followed the two people in front honestly.
Therefore, among the eight people except Lin Qingyuan, Song Zuer and Mao Buyi were the only two who fell behind the team.
However, one of them runs slowly because he is a girl, and the other simply cannot run very well due to physical reasons...
Lin Qingyuan himself was at the back of the team, leading the team, observing everyone's movements and situations.
Thanks to the excellent security of this high-end villa complex, no paparazzi can sneak in and take secret photos. Otherwise, if this scene is photographed and posted online, it will definitely arouse heated discussions among fans.
A group of first- and second-tier domestic entertainment artists, under the discipline of the top class, are doing team building and morning exercises here?
Emperor Lin has such great official authority!
However, after only running for about five minutes, some people in the group who started almost at the same time were already falling behind due to lack of physical strength, so the team was getting longer and longer.
Lin Qingyuan changed his running mode and began to weave back and forth in the team, always paying attention to the breathing rate of the other eight people and the sound of their running shoes hitting the ground.
As the initiator of this morning run, he needs to be responsible for everyone's health.
But speaking of it, it has actually been a long time since he had the opportunity to run as freely as he did today.
Although the place where I run has changed from a familiar street to this unfamiliar asphalt road.
Although my running partner has changed from the lazy dog Erha named Xiaoxuan to such a large group of like-minded friends.
But the meaning of running remains unchanged after all.
He can truly relax himself during running. In this process, he does not need to consider the annoying pressure and comparison in his work environment, nor does he need to worry about the false communication of hypocrisy and coercion.
This is undoubtedly the best enjoyment for a person who has many things on his mind but finds it difficult to talk to others.
Or in the words that Huang Wenyuan once taught him: while obtaining sufficient material conditions, inner cultivation is equally important.
He enjoyed this feeling of inner cultivation.
"Steady the pace. Today is a thirty-minute jog designed to prepare you for the marathon in advance. There is no need to deliberately pursue speed. Keep your feet on the ground and don't have to worry." Song Zuer turned to look at Lin Qingyuan and saw that he was keeping his face as usual.
Giving orders with an expressionless cold face, this expression shows that he is very focused at this moment.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
The six-minute pace is still too easy for Lin Qingyuan, who has long insisted on combining aerobic and anaerobic training.
Therefore, he could easily feel the process of his blood circulating between his body and mind, and feel with his heart the relaxation and rhythm of his muscles, heart and lungs at this speed.
Slightly lowering his eyes, Lin Qingyuan carefully observed his feet on the ground, and then moved his attention all the way up. He even carefully examined the movements of his fingers, the vibration of his legs, the flow of blood, the beating of his heart, and his lungs.
The rhythm of...
In this way, if you step forward with your left and right feet in turn, you will eventually reach the destination you want to go to.
............
The half-hour morning jog ended, and everyone had different expressions.
Lin Qingyuan's expression remained normal, Wu Lei bent over and supported his knees, Lu Han, Zhang Ruoyun, Deng Chao and Jing Boran, who were in relatively good condition, hugged each other and gasped for breath, while Huang Zitao put on a mask of pain and collapsed on the grass.
Walked peacefully...
Seeing that everyone still had some energy left, Lin Qingyuan was in a good mood and couldn't help but joke: "If you can still stand, that means you can run for ten more minutes."
"No, don't play with us anymore!"
"I haven't exercised for a long time..." Deng Chao shook his head and sighed.
"I would never be able to breathe at this level before..." Even though he had collapsed on the grass, Huang Zitao still kept speaking harshly.
"But it's best not to stop immediately after running. It's not good for your health." After taking in everyone's performance, Lin Qingyuan smiled and shook his head: "I suggest you jog or walk around here for two minutes to adjust thoroughly.
After taking your own breath, stop and rest.”
Although everyone talked about how hard it was and complained endlessly, they still persisted in the 30-minute long-distance running without missing a second. At least they didn't seem to hate running, or they didn't hate being with their companions.
The matter of running.
This is the most important.
After counting the number of people in the team, Lin Qingyuan turned back to find Song Zuer and Mao Buyi who had not yet joined the main force.
Just after running for a while, he bumped into Song Zuer, who was stumbling and coming towards him.
"How's your body?"
"I controlled the speed, so it's okay, but you'd better go and see Teacher Mao, he was left behind." Song Zuer seemed to be in good condition.
"Well, you can probably see other people if you keep walking forward for two minutes."
Lin Qingyuan returned along the original road and continued to look for Mao Buyi who had disappeared.
About five minutes later, he found Mao Buyi slumped on the grass by the roadside, holding black-rimmed glasses in his hand.
"Is everyone here?" Mao Buyi asked weakly.
Lin Qingyuan nodded.
"Maomao, you can still bear it."
"I can't stand it anymore..." Mao Buyi seemed to have lost the strength to shake his head. He closed his eyes and begged: "Brother Yuan, please carry me back. I really have no strength..."
"As long as you stand up and continue jogging for a while, your body will gradually adapt to this feeling. That's how running is." Of course Lin Qingyuan would not agree to his request.
"But I haven't liked sports since I was a child..." Although Mao Buyi looked helpless, he stood up uprightly.
"The standard for measuring running status is not fast, but strong." Lin Qingyuan walked over and helped him and started running slowly, "So don't be impatient."
"You can always come up with something that feels very philosophical." Mao Buyi did not refuse Lin Qingyuan's kindness, "You are indeed the master of chicken soup!"
"Emperor Lin, Emperor Yu, Brother Cha, Yan Ya Machine, King of Game Formation, Master of Chicken Soup, you guys can really come up with nicknames..."
"I didn't pick the first few."
"But you like to use it."
"You are really good at putting hats on..."
After the morning exercise, Lin Qingyuan returned to the house with a group of out-of-breath thin dogs.
After half an hour, he had a general understanding of the physical fitness of this group of people.
Although it is at the level of ordinary people, it shouldn't be a big problem to run a half marathon. Anyway, I don't pursue results, so I have to finish the 20 kilometers.