In the evening, Ren He was curious that Yang En still didn't come up to ask them to eat. He asked Yang Xi, "Is your dad very busy recently?"
"Well, as a hospital, I went to 16 countries to exchange medical information with the country's leaders. We are now in the preparation period and will leave before our final exam," Yang Xi told everything she knew.
Ren He frowned, why would a diplomatic ambassador participate in such an inexplicable medical exchange after resigning? I'm afraid it's a medical exchange in name, but in reality...
It seems that Yang Xi's father is really not simple, he even dares to take on such a task.
He came back to his senses and asked, "Won't he take you with him this time?"
"No," Yang Xi shook her head: "I will stay in Luoyang by myself during the winter vacation."
It seems that Yang En also knows that the risk factor of this trip is relatively high, so he cannot bring his daughter with him. Moreover, he used to be stationed in the local area as a diplomatic ambassador, so it is normal for his children to go with him, but this time it is not the case.
Same.
Regarding the task that Yang En took over, Ren He only had two words in his mind: spy. It seemed that the reason why Yang En resigned from his post was not that simple.
In the process of rapid development of the country, this kind of thing is indispensable. As a Chinese, Ren He sincerely wishes that every compatriot who goes out can come back safely.
But now that Yang En is out, he has to shoulder the responsibility of taking care of Yang Xi. Ren He happily thought that his father-in-law is a bit restrained after all...
If Yang Xi knew what Ren He was thinking, she would probably scold him for being shameless, and then call her father-in-law.
Ren He had a hunch that maybe he would be exposed to something like Yang En in the future.
Never mind, we’ll talk about it later.
Ren He went for a run in school early the next morning. He wanted to see if he could complete the task he had accepted yesterday for writing "Going to Dali".
Let’s put aside the previous life. If Ren He could run the 1,000-meter long-distance race in 4 minutes, it would be pretty good. Now look at the 2 minutes and 30 seconds task. It’s exciting just thinking about it.
He suddenly remembered what happened yesterday when Liu Yinghai spit on Li Luohe's face, and he didn't know how it would be resolved in the end. Li Luohe roared that he wanted to be fired, but Liu Yinghai's family background was not that simple, and he didn't just fire him if he wanted to.
Ren He looked at the sign and saw that it was now 7:30, and the length of each inner circle of the track was 250 meters, which meant that 1,000 meters would be completed after 4 full laps.
Generally, when middle school students run 1,000 meters, they need to run slower at first, and then sprint at the end. Some people start sprinting after counting down to 200 meters, and some start sprinting after counting down to 150 meters, because their physical strength is really limited.
However, Ren He was different. His time limit did not allow him to make staged choices, and he had to run quickly from beginning to end!
Start! Ren He ran like the wind. At this time, the sun just appeared from the sky. It is said that the day's plan lies in the morning. Ren He began to thank himself for being able to travel back in time, and thank God for giving him a chance to choose his life again!
And this time, he will live a wonderful life!
When sprinting to the last 200 meters, Ren He's speed exploded again in vain, as if the sun in the sky had passed through the clouds, and the fiery red light instantly spread across the entire sky, like life in full bloom!
2 minutes and 27 seconds, mission accomplished!
Ren He gasped for air. Even though his body was sprinting at such a speed, he was still a little tired, but it was very enjoyable!
"The host completes the task, and the reward is: basic fighting skills."
Hey, Ren He was stunned for a moment. The reward span this time was so big. How could he reward such a thing? He didn’t want to fight anyone. A memory merged into Ren He’s mind: They were fighting against the enemy one by one. The attack routine that comes naturally from time to time is naturally engraved in Ren He's mind and becomes an instinctive reaction.
Ren He found that the key points of these attack routines were located in the eyes, nose, jaw, throat, elbows, wrists, chest, abdomen, knees, waist, neck and back of the head, with the lower abdomen the most...
Is it such a cruel and sinister move? Ren He was fascinated. Why did he feel that this fighting technique usually involves hitting the balls? But after thinking about it, he could probably understand. After all, the balls are the most vulnerable part of a man. In a life and death fight, if you don't hit the most vulnerable place, where can you hit it?
He once heard an old martial arts master talk about it. In the era when martial arts was the most murderous, egg-beating was the main means of defeating the enemy. It would be better not to strike at the vital point than not to strike at all...
It makes sense...
But this is the basic fighting technique. It directly allows Ren He to bypass the connection and directly possess muscle memory. The Heavenly Punishment System is indeed awesome. What will the future specialized fighting techniques and master fighting techniques be like?
It is said that when boys are teenagers, most of them wish they had absolute force. How cool would it be to be a chivalrous person?
Ren He's phone suddenly rang, and he was happy when he saw the caller ID was Zhou Wumeng: "Mr. Zhou, why are you calling me so early?"
"Well... I just want to ask you, how much have you written about Kunlun?" Zhou Wumeng's voice seemed a little haggard.
"Just the ones you have," Ren He said cheerfully.
Zhou Wumeng's tone rose in vain: "That's it?!"
"Yes, that's enough for your first submission," Ren He said matter-of-factly.
"Hurry up and finish writing the rest, do you hear me?" Zhou Wumeng's voice seemed a little unhappy.
Ren He was amused: "Ahem, Mr. Zhou, what time did you go to bed last night, or did you stay up to see Kunlun?"
"Gungungun, I give you two days to hand in another 20,000 words, otherwise I will go to Los Angeles to watch you write," Zhou Wumeng said angrily and hung up the phone. He rubbed his temples and sat in the office. How long has it been since he stayed up all night on the sofa?
When he was about to get off work at around ten o'clock last night, he remembered that Ren He said that Kunlun had been sent to his mailbox. He wanted to see what Ren He's so-called novel that saved the sales of martial arts was like, and see what he could do to that boy. Serious.
As a result, this time he saw the morning. It was still early in the morning when he watched it for the first time, but he was still a little unfinished. He called Ren He in the middle of the night to remind him of the update. As a result, Ren He turned off his phone, which made him angry. !
So he read it again and didn't call Ren He again until 7:30. To be honest, Zhou Wumeng understood why Ren He was so confident that he could save the sales of martial arts novels.
In fact, saving sales means saving martial arts novels.
Today's martial arts novels are all about fists and punches, and basic martial arts moves are flying all over the place. If you write a single chapter, the shouting and haha fighting sounds can account for a quarter of it. Compared with the Kunlun written by Ren He, what kind of martial arts is that? Novel? That’s a comic book!
No, I'll take a nap first, and when I wake up, I'll ask the guy how much he's written and send it over quickly.
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Thanks to classmate Lulu Love for the reward of 3,500 coins, thanks to classmate Yi Shaoxie for the reward of 10,000 coins, thanks to Liluan 95710. I bought a watch last year and fell in love with Huo Hitachi, Book Friend 1611111, and Master Tianjian for the rewards.
There are old faces from the Cataclysm era, and there are also new faces from big players. I’m happy and thank you very much.
