The pedestrian street is brightly lit, all the shops are still open, and the people passing by are full of youthful atmosphere and full of vitality.
Lou Cheng carried the paper bag containing the shoe box and swayed slowly inside, his mind settled, and he looked around with interest from the perspective of a bystander. Well, did the male classmate not eat and wolfed down the sausage... That couple was probably a couple.
They are senior brothers and sisters. They dare to find a secluded corner and kiss until the sky is dark...
From time to time, he took out his mobile phone, responded to Yan Zheke's messages, and listened to the girl's story about her hardships, saying that she had just learned that an assignment for a professional course had to be handed in in advance.
When Lou Cheng returned to the dormitory in this carefree state, Cai Zongming, Qiu Zhigao and others had not returned yet, and the small dormitory was silent and somewhat peaceful.
Pulling out the shoe box, he looked at it gently for a while, and the corners of his mouth unknowingly drew a clear arc.
Yan Zheke gave me a gift... a gift from me!
After giggling for a moment, he rummaged through the receipts, fearing that the girl had spent too much money, but there was nothing extra in either the paper bag or the shoe box, and it had obviously been taken away carefully by Yan Zheke.
But this doesn’t trouble me! Lou Cheng chuckled, turned on his computer, searched for this brand and series, and found the official website and corresponding page.
"It's so expensive... Even if it's discounted, it still costs seven or eight hundred, right?" He looked at the screen and muttered to himself.
Martial arts shoes are purely consumables for professional warriors. No matter how good the material is, as long as it is not a black technology, it will break after a few fierce battles. Therefore, the price of martial arts shoes for normal use is relatively low.
One hundred is already considered very good. Most warriors can only wear a pair of shoes made of better and more comfortable materials for daily exercise, which can last for a long time.
Lou Cheng was filled with a small amount of warmth and happiness. He couldn't put it down and looked at the pair of martial arts shoes. A thought suddenly burst into his heart:
I have to give her a gift too!
The first gift for my boyfriend!
This thought came over and over again throughout his life, and no matter how hard it was to stop, he looked at the screen and fell into deep thought, thinking about what gift to give Yan Zheke.
She seems to lack nothing...
You can’t consult the loudmouth, the first gift must have your own intention...
After thinking about it, as a young man in the Internet age, he subconsciously opened the search page, entered the words "gift to girlfriend", and observed and studied seriously in order to inspire inspiration.
At this moment, the sound of a key turning was heard outside, the door was opened, and a burst of noisy footsteps came from far to near.
Lou Cheng withdrew his eyes and looked at the door. He saw Zhao Qiang pushing open the door and entering. Cai Zongming and Qiu Zhigao were supporting Zhang Jingye and followed closely behind. Their faces were as red as cooked crabs and the smell of wine was strong.
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"You drank a lot?" Lou Cheng laughed.
Zhao Qiang shook his head: "It's okay, okay, you don't know, those girls can drink better than the other! If they didn't know how to restrain themselves, I would have gotten under the table today!"
"It's not that they are restrained, it's that they are smart. They drank with a few boys they didn't know well and got them all drunk. Who is responsible for sending them back? They have to trouble themselves." Cai Zongming sneered, although his face turned red.
Not too drunk and quite sober.
Lou Cheng chuckled and said, "So the model workers were targeted?"
"Isn't this nonsense? He is today's protagonist!" Cai Zongming and Qiu Zhigao helped Zhang Jingye sit down on his chair.
Wet the towel and help apply it on my face.
After some tossing, Zhang Jingye managed to regain his composure and said with a wry smile: "I always thought that I, a big guy from the northwest, could drink enough to deal with four little girls, but in the end, the result was a little better than Wu Qian."
"Is that person in your family drunk too? Why don't they just send you to the bridal chamber?" Lou Cheng joked.
Qiu Zhigao said helplessly: "Because we were also a little dizzy from being fed..."
After teasing and laughing for a while, Zhao Qiang suddenly looked at Lou Cheng and asked curiously: "Chengzi, with your current skills, can you be worth a monthly salary of 10,000?"
Lou Cheng thought for a moment and said, "Absolutely."
According to the relevant posts he saw while diving on the Dragon Tiger Club forum, the monthly salary of a professional ninth-grade warrior is almost 10,000 yuan, plus the share of bonuses obtained from the ring competition, the share of various competitions, etc. With luck, the annual income can
There are three to four hundred thousand, and the difference is hundreds of thousands. This does not include the martial arts industry or the entanglements with the underworld and other interest groups. There are so many upright people, which are much better than white-collar workers.
Of course, for people like Jiang Guosheng and Fang Tong, because they are in their master's martial arts gym, their salary will be greatly discounted, but correspondingly, the consumption required for martial arts training is basically borne by the martial arts gym.
When you step into the Alchemy Realm and cross the threshold of the ninth-level profession, your income will surge again. However, since this realm covers the eighth-level to fourth-level professions, the gap in strength between them is not small, and the same is true for the income.
Professional warriors may earn five to six million yuan per year, and it is not surprising that senior fourth-level warriors can earn six to seven million. This is only the announced part, not counting the various industries they have joined because of their strength.
divided into species.
As for the powerful people in the Waigang Realm, they cannot be measured purely by money. The annual salary they receive from their own power is probably just pocket money. Even so, this part of the income is at least tens of millions.
Because of this, the original bonus setting of the Little Martial Saint Arena Tournament was able to effectively isolate the strong, and only those with nearby ninth-level professions or those in urgent need of money would participate.
For children like Lou Cheng who have endured hardships, every time they think about the income, their motivation to practice martial arts becomes stronger.
When Zhao Qiang heard the affirmative answer, he couldn't help but sigh: "I always feel that I am no longer in the same world as you. All I can say is, Gou..."
"Ah?" Lou Cheng was puzzled by his pause.
Zhao Qiang turned back and said with a smile:
"As long as you are rich and noble, don't forget each other!"
"Sure, who among us is following who? In the future, if you master technology, succeed in starting a business, and become a big boss, you can't forget about us people!" Lou Cheng joked.
After teasing each other for a while, they "sent" Zhang Jingye to bed and went to wash their faces and sober up.
When Lou Cheng walked to the living room, he saw Cai Zongming standing by the glass door leading to the balcony, staring outside.
"King of mouth, why did you say so little just now? It's not like you!" He said with concern.
Cai Zongming smiled and said, "I'm a little bit saddened by what you said."
"What the hell are you complaining about?" Lou Cheng laughed in confusion.
Cai Zongming sighed and said: "I said before that I like martial arts and would like to try to take this path. I mean it sincerely. My father always wants me to return to our small city to help manage his company, but this
Not what I want."
"Okay, you are indeed a wealthy person!" Lou Chengshu said, "Why don't you want it? How many people are looking forward to such a good thing!"
Cai Zongming shook his head and laughed:
"Do you think this is good? If you always follow your parents to do things, you will feel like you have not grown up, and the economy is definitely not good. How much money you earn is in their eyes and under their control. When it is not enough, you can ask for help.
They want it, but don’t you feel aggrieved? If there is a disagreement about any issue, thinking of this, I have no confidence to argue, unless I wait until my dad retires, but he is only in his forties and is in great health, so he can work for another twenty
A perfect year."
"Moreover, when I think about what I will be like and what kind of life I will live in the next few years or more, I can clearly predict it now, and I feel scared. I am afraid that I will eventually accept the reality and return to our small city like a pool of stagnant water.
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"So, I have to take advantage of the opportunity now and try hard to see if I can find my own way in martial arts. If not, I will consider starting a business in the future so that I don't get exhausted and accept the reality."
Having said this, he looked sideways at Lou Cheng, showed a bright smile and said: "Chengzi, I really envy you, you should continue to make me envious!"
Lou Cheng was very moved when he heard this and punched Cai Zongming on the shoulder:
"come on!"
Cai Zongming also slapped him in return:
"Daddy!"
Lou Cheng's expression suddenly became dull, and he felt that all the atmosphere had been ruined by the King of Mouth. He gritted his teeth and said:
"roll!"
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The next morning, Lou Cheng became more focused in his practice. Combined with the inner vision brought by the golden elixir, he slowly expanded his perception outwards and realized every bit of the ice mirror visualization. He completely lost the anxiety caused by never being able to get started.
After that, the sound of thunder shook Zen, and he gradually touched the edge.
Old Shi looked at it and sighed: "I thought you, a bastard, would be obsessed with beauty and would relax your demands in a short period of time. I didn't expect you to be more attentive."
"She is my motivation." Lou Cheng answered seriously and sincerely.
Old Man Shi nodded with satisfaction:
"Then I'll rest assured. Let's just set a small goal for you."
"What small goal?" Lou Cheng asked in astonishment.
Old Man Shi chuckled:
"In the match against Team Wuwei, I don't expect you to win the whole game, but if you and Lin Que are in the best condition to face Wei Shengtian, the eighth-level professional, I want you to win him in a wheel battle!"
It is not a shame to admit that there is a huge gap between himself and the Dan Qi realm, but thinking that he and Lin Que will challenge Wei Shengtian again and again and try to defeat each other with their combined strength, Lou Cheng's blood boils with excitement and he is full of expectations.
Why don't you dare to think about it?
Why not give it a try?
Who is afraid of whom!
He nodded vigorously and answered his master:
"good!"
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In the Yimo City Martial Arts Hall, Wei Shengtian's upper body was bare, revealing his well-defined muscles, and his skin was slightly green and black, like stone.
"Are you okay?" he asked the slightly annoyed older boy in front of him.
Qiu Yang looks fair and fresh, and looks to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He said depressedly: "I can't use my left hand a bit, but if I really have to fight in the next game, I can do it."
Wei Shengtian sighed and said: "I should have known I wouldn't let you be the vanguard. Once we fight twice in a row, your fighting style will hurt yourself too easily. In the next game against Songda Martial Arts Club, you won't be able to play. Take good care of your injuries."
My boss and I can handle it, no problem."
Thinking that Songda Martial Arts Club only has two professions, the ninth level, Qiu Yang did not insist and agreed:
"Okay, Brother Wei, I'll be your cheerleader!"
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