Yan Zheke quickly replied: "Sparring? You weren't hurt, were you?"
There was a shocked expression behind him.
Seeing that Yan Zheke's first reaction was to care whether he was injured, Lou Cheng felt warm in his heart, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He pressed his fingers quickly and said with a smile: "It's okay, there's just a bruise on my back.
, I asked classmate Xiao Ming to apply the medicine jar you gave me and knead it open. Not to mention, that medicine jar is really good."
"Of course, my eyes!" Yan Zheke made a proud expression, "Why did you run to the lake? Didn't we say goodbye not long ago? Is it a sparring or a fight?"
Seeing her curiosity, Lou Cheng didn't want the girl to misunderstand him as a brawling delinquent, so he quickly replied: "I'm so happy today, so I want to go to the lake and stand there to calm down."
"You're so funny!" Yan Zheke replied.
Lou Cheng continued: "When I arrived at the lake, I met two gangsters who deliberately provoked trouble. I didn't intend to ignore them, but they immediately surrounded me, and there was an acquaintance behind me."
"Acquaintance?" Yan Zheke made a cute expression with question marks all over his head.
"Yes, an acquaintance, Wu Dong from the martial arts club." Lou Cheng did not sell out.
"Wu Dong? Then how can you beat them? Are you really okay?" Yan Zheke didn't express an expression this time, just a series of questions.
"It's okay. If I really had something to do, would I still be here chatting and laughing with you?" Lou Cheng said humorously.
Yan Zheke sent her most commonly used "dumbfounded" expression: "What happened next? Wu Dong is a second-level amateur master, and you fought with him and didn't get hurt at all..."
"Of course I can't beat them. Judging from the footwork of those two bastards, they should have the strength of an amateur at level 8 or 9. At that time, I only had one thought in my mind." Lou Cheng deliberately played it off, and the chat was about interaction.
"What are you thinking?" Yan Zheke asked with a curious expression.
"Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best. If you can't beat me, run away!" Lou Cheng said with a laughing expression, "It's too late, it was too late. Before they surrounded me, I ran towards the woods by the lake.
.”
Yan Zheke posted a cute expression showing Ultraman and a little monster eating ice cream side by side: "You are so smart! Then how did the fight end? You were caught up?"
"Where." Lou Cheng made a scratching-his-head expression and said, "I ran for a while and arrived at the foot of the library. I originally planned to go up to the teacher and the security guard for help, but I found that Wu Dong and the other three were out of breath after running, and they were covered by the distance.
As they got bigger and bigger, I thought to myself at the time, if they were so tired that they couldn’t straighten their backs, their hands and feet were sore and weak, and they couldn’t exert their strength, could I try a challenge and practice real combat?”
In this paragraph, he modified it slightly and changed the actual combat idea to being chased for a while before he started, so as to avoid Yan Zheke's impression of him as a trouble-making person. After passing through the youthful period, for many girls, love
It's probably not a good impression to be a troublemaker.
"Well, what happened next?" Yan Zheke asked about the subsequent development with a wide-eyed expression.
"Then I changed my mind and ran around the library hill into the West District. I also deliberately slowed down my speed so that I wouldn't give up chasing them if they couldn't catch up." Lou Xiang said bit by bit like he was telling a story.
He kept leaving hooks to arouse Yan Zheke's interest, "When they stopped and were out of breath, I immediately turned around and ran back."
"They are so tired, don't you feel anything?" Yan Zheke made an expression with a question mark flashing above his head.
"Hey, to be honest, I am a long-distance runner with good endurance. I just kept a low profile in high school." Lou Cheng boasted.
"Uh-huh." Yan Zheke didn't say much about the matter, and made an expression with his eyes flickering, "After you ran back, the first thing you dealt with were the two bastards?"
"Yes, you are so witty!" Lou Cheng did not hesitate to praise him.
No one doesn’t like compliments, as long as they are not exaggerated or naughty, so when chatting with girls, once there is an opportunity, they must be willing to give compliments. If there is no opportunity, then create opportunities! Of course, there are also people who are more shy, and this kind of people are
It is necessary to attack and ridicule, there are no absolutes in this world.
Yan Zheke responded with a blushing smile, and Lou Cheng continued: "I'm worried that the two bastards have knives, daggers, etc. on them, so I'll deal with them first, and they are much weaker than Wu Dong. Use the game
The terminology is to clear the field to avoid getting into a melee. I have no experience, so it is easy to suffer a loss."
He spoke in detail, mainly because he felt that with Yan Zheke's hobbies, she should be willing to hear the details and specific psychological activities during actual combat.
"I think so too." Yan Zheke made a slightly satisfied expression.
"Heroes see the same thing!" Lou Cheng praised again, "The two bastards were really running out of breath. They didn't have any strength in their hands and feet. I stepped forward and punched, and almost knocked down one of them.
I held my breath, then knocked him to the other one, followed by a whip kick, hitting the other one's face bone, causing them to lose their fighting ability in a short time. After doing all this, I spoke in a formal tone.
To challenge Wu Dong, what style of play do you think should be better at this time?"
Yan Zheke made a pensive expression: "Wu Dong is not very strong and has flexibility and agility as his advantage. When he is tired from running, in order not to give him a chance to breathe, it is better to choose a short close game."
"Yes, witty! That's what I think!" Lou Cheng praised again. This is called praise for creating opportunities. "And Coach Shi once mentioned to me that Wu Dong was hurt by smoking and was already half disabled. As long as he puts more pressure,
I probably couldn't calm down that tone, so I imitated the snake steps, got closer to him, and kept hitting him with short blows. After a few moves, his lower body became insubstantial, and I knocked him off his feet, so I had no choice but to roll away and avoid it.
.”
"Then what? Where did the injury on your back come from?" Yan Zheke asked proactively, his eyes flashing with question marks on his face.
With a smile on his face, Lou Cheng lay sideways on the bed: "At that time, I originally wanted to take advantage of the victory, but Wu Dong grabbed a handful of sand and suddenly threw it into my eyes. I didn't expect it to be like this at all.
I was able to turn sideways to protect my eyes, but if I didn't completely avoid it, some sand got into my eyes and I couldn't even open them."
Yan Zheke immediately sent a cat emoji like "I was so scared that I dropped all my dried fish": "Then, then, how did you turn defeat into victory? You only got one punch when you couldn't even open your eyes...
…”
"I was extremely panicked at the time. Fortunately, I had already turned my body sideways. I was only punched in the back, but I was also hit so hard that I lost my center of gravity. I relied on the yin and yang stakes to master the coordination of my body, and I managed to adjust my center of gravity without falling. I almost lost my center of gravity.
I stabilized my body after taking big steps. During these big steps, I was constantly changing my center of gravity and adjusting my direction, so I was not attacked by Wu Dong." Lou Cheng shared his feelings at the time, "After standing firm, I
, the surroundings were dark, with tears in my eyes, no one in sight, and inexplicable fear and panic in my heart. Fortunately, Coach Shi found out that I had a talent for pile skills, and privately taught me the ice pile and thunder electric fire.
pile."
"The Condensing Water Stake is very suitable for meditating and concentrating my mind, tempering my senses, and improving my concentration. It is really suitable for this kind of blind fighting situation." Yan Zheke let out a sigh of relief. He has a solid understanding of all aspects of martial arts.
Lou Cheng made a smug expression: "I regained my composure by leaning on the condensation pile. I heard Wu Dong's deliberately gentle footsteps and smelled the smell of alcohol on his body. But I pretended not to notice and deliberately defended myself blankly.
, after confirming from various aspects such as heavy breathing that he was nearby, he suddenly changed the electric fire stake, attacked him first, kicked him, and kicked him until he rolled on the ground and was unable to get up for a while."
"It's really exciting, I think it's even more exciting than tonight's game." Yan Zheke said with a smirk, "Cheng Zi, maybe you can become my idol in the future!"
Lou Cheng held back his pride and joy and said, "Don't praise me like that, I'll be proud! By the way, do you have any practical experience?"
When chatting with girls, you need to know how to ask questions. You may not be able to get the other person’s point by just finding the topic on your own, so letting the other person talk is the best way to do it - no matter what the topic is, as long as it is what you say, I like to listen!
Of course, there are tricks to asking questions. Asking the other party like checking the household registration is the most embarrassing and annoying thing.
"Me?" Yan Zheke made a contemplative look to the sky, with a wind-swept expression on his face, "I have never participated in the amateur finals competition, and I only have two practical experiences. One was when I was obsessed with studying in the third grade of junior high school and came home late.
Not long after I left school, someone suddenly slapped me on the back. I was very scared at the time, so I subconsciously threw the person behind me on the back. After the throw, I realized it was my dad... When he saw that I hadn't come back so late, he arrived.
The school came to pick him up... He said that I have been in debt in this life. When I was young, I was thrown by my mother, and when I was middle-aged, I was thrown by me... Dad, please forgive me for being unfilial!"
I think so too, I really envy my father-in-law... Lou Cheng thought shamelessly and silently, and said cooperatively: "I've gotten used to it after falling. What about the second time?"
"The second time I accompanied my best friend to meet the scumbag. He used the personal money my best friend had saved as a student and had two things to do. When we got there, the mistress wanted to hit someone, but the scumbag still protected her. I
My lungs were so angry that I beat them all up. They have some martial arts background, so they can barely be considered as actual combat..." Yan Zheke made an angry expression.
"What a scumbag! He should be castrated!" Lou Cheng did not hesitate to stand on the side of the female compatriots, "Your best friend was also blinded for a moment... I never thought that you are still a heroine!"
As soon as the topic started, the two of them chatted until half past ten without any interruption. Lou Cheng said good night with great perseverance and went to sleep beautifully.
…………
The next day, by the lake, Lou Cheng couldn't hold back his pride and the urge to show off, and said to Old Man Shi:
"Master, I defeated Wu Dong last night!"
Old Man Shi raised his eyebrows: "Beat Wu Dong? You must have relied on your abnormal endurance to beat him until he was out of breath, right?"
Uh... I was seen through... Lou Cheng couldn't answer the question.
"I can think about this kind of thing clearly with my toes. When will you defeat Wu Dong in the martial arts competition, become the main force of the martial arts club, and then show off in front of me." Old Shi said proudly, "As for this year
As for the National Martial Arts Association, you should work as a logistics support or cheerleading team, see more, and observe more."
Lou Cheng was not surprised by this, nor did he feel disappointed. After all, he had only practiced martial arts for three weeks:
"Speaking of which, Master, the Budokai regional competition will start next weekend, right?"
"Yes, and this year's opening ceremony will be held at Songda, and there will be first-class experts as guests." Old Man Shi said.
"Who is it? Who is it?" Lou Cheng asked excitedly and excitedly. This was not only his own curiosity, but also a topic with Yan Zheke!
Old Man Shi smiled: "It's not the title of strong man, it's Liang Yifan of Xinghai."
"He? Not bad! I admire him very much too." Lou Cheng said happily.
Liang Yifan was a late blooming martial artist. His life was rough when he was young. He could only practice ordinary martial arts and work as a sparring partner in martial arts halls. He was only a second-level amateur at the age of twenty-two, worse than Chen Changhua from the martial arts club. But even so, he
Still, he worked hard bit by bit and got recognition and opportunities. He broke the rule of "If you don't become a foreign gang at the age of thirty, you will have no hope for the rest of your life", you entered the upper third level at the age of thirty-two.
For Lou Cheng and other martial arts enthusiasts, Liang Yifan is the template for their YY fantasies. It’s us who are late bloomers!