Regarding the issue of qualifications, Lou Cheng had no complaints or dissatisfaction. He had long known that the twelve seeded players had been determined for this youth competition. He had even watched a lot of promotional videos, and only then did he feel familiar with Zhang Zhutong's figure.
The criteria for seed players are seventh and eighth grades plus the well-known Vocational Nines with powerful abilities in the province. Not to mention whether the staff of the organizing committee will search for the competition videos of every Vocational Nine applicant.
After screening, Lou Cheng's strength shown in his latest battle alone was not enough to be selected.
In other words, the bottom line for seeded players is eighth-level combat power, and Lou Cheng obviously had not reached this level before the summer vacation.
Of course, things are different now, and he doesn't feel that he is any worse than some of the seeded players now!
Hearing his answer, Chen Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that he had asked a question he shouldn't have asked, and he hurriedly said, "Brother Lou Cheng, you will definitely be qualified in the future!"
I should be qualified now... Lou Cheng sneered. He didn't mind the little girl's unintentional question and replied with a smile: "I hope... Let's go back to the main entrance and go around. We can't get out from here."
Because they did not understand the position of their son (cousin) in terms of strength, Qi Fang, Ma Xi and others turned around and forgot about the qualifications for the dinner. They discussed the battle with great interest and followed Lou Cheng back to the main entrance and went to a nearby restaurant.
Yuncai restaurant.
On the way, Lou Cheng took the time to ask classmate Xiao Ming: "King of Mouth, King of Mouth, are you here?"
"If you have something to say, just say it. If you have anything, just let it go. Don't ask if you are there!" Cai Zongming replied nonchalantly.
"I'm inviting a few high school classmates to dinner, as well as my dad, my mom, and my cousin. With such a combination, the atmosphere will be awkward and there won't be much to talk about. What should I do?" Lou Cheng described the difficulty.
Cai Zongming smiled:
"Damage yourself, this is the only way out!"
"You are the connecting point between the two parties. Your parents and your mother will definitely be interested in your embarrassing stories in school, and your classmates will also be able to chime in, and vice versa."
Lou Cheng felt it made sense at first, and then he was horrified: "With my mother's personality, if we continue to talk like this, what embarrassing things will happen to me without being told? How will I show up in front of my classmates in the future? What kind of bad idea are you doing!"
There are some embarrassing things that I don’t even have the nerve to tell Ke Ke!
Cai Zongming "looks up to the sky and laughs":
"This is the only way I can do it, just wish yourself well!"
After gritting his teeth for a while, Lou Cheng asked Coach Yan for advice. After combining the opinions of both parties, he gradually had an idea of how to guide the chat topic.
He had already booked a private room in advance. After meeting Jiang Fei, Qiu Hailin, and others outside the restaurant, he walked straight in, took their seats, and started the conversation with self-deprecation. He talked about things in high school, which made the atmosphere change little by little.
Feel free and less restrained.
When the hot dishes were about to be served, Lou Cheng stood up and walked out of the box and went to the bathroom. After he solved his personal problem and washed his hands outside, he saw classmate Cao Lele coming over looking for him.
"Here!" He waved.
As Cao Lele approached, he muttered: "There is something wrong with the design here. You can't see the sign over there!"
She and Lou Cheng had been sitting at the same table for a long time. They had a good relationship and talked relatively casually. Seeing no one around, she asked curiously: "Lou Cheng, I heard that you work part-time as a coach at Gushan Martial Arts School?"
I heard from Fatty Jiang that he has a ninth-level career, so he is very powerful in Xiushan, right?
"Yes, why do you ask this suddenly?" Lou Cheng asked with a puzzled smile.
Cao Lele pouted and laughed at herself: "No one cares about me when I am studying in a university in other places. I have gained almost ten kilograms this year and have become a ball. I am thinking about getting fit and losing weight."
Lou Cheng took a closer look and realized that his petite and exquisite deskmate did indeed have a round face.
He held back his laughter, did not tease the other person's weight, and answered seriously: "I don't know much about fitness, but Gushan Martial Arts School has a dedicated fitness instructor."
Cao Lele had long been mentally prepared to be laughed at, but Lou Cheng didn't even mention it at all.
She glanced at him in surprise, and suddenly said with emotion: "Lou Cheng, it's only been a year, you have changed so much, I can hardly recall what you were like in high school. Compared with you, other classmates, including
I seem to be still treading water, so I’ve seen more of the world.”
Today, Lou Cheng has a tall and straight body, a gentle temperament, and is confident, calm and graceful in his speech and behavior. He does not look like a student who has just finished his freshman year.
"Should I say thank you for your praise?" Lou Cheng replied with a smile.
"This is not a compliment, this is the truth." Cao Lele smiled reservedly and asked curiously, "I heard Fatty Jiang say that you have a girlfriend? She must be very good, right?"
This will make it look like a good match!
"Yes." When he thought of Coach Yan, Lou Cheng smiled from the bottom of his heart and his eyes softened a bit.
Looking at Lou Cheng like this, Cao Lele felt envious and had the urge to fall in love. She also wanted to have a boy who would show such a look and look when he mentioned her.
Lou Cheng didn't talk to her anymore, waved his hand, turned around and returned to the box.
Based on the two people's experience of sitting at the same table for a long time, this attitude is actually a bit unfamiliar, but Lou Cheng did it deliberately. First, after they went to college in other places, they didn't have much contact, and they only occasionally communicated in the class group.
sentence, or Cao Lele privately consults on computer problems, and secondly, he feels that he has a girlfriend, and it is enough to maintain the relationship with other girls at this level.
The Nanyun cuisine in this restaurant is indeed quite good and very in line with the tastes of Xingsheng people. The dinner was a feast for both the guests and the host, and a lot of embarrassing stories about Lou Cheng were discovered and became a topic that Qiu Hailin, Cao Lele, Qi Yunfei and others talked about.
Fortunately, it's still within control... Lou Cheng thought happily, and after sending his parents and three cousins to the hotel, he took Tao Xiaofei's car back to Tianshui Hotel.
At this time, the banquet hall of the youth competition was still brightly lit.
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The next morning, after finishing his training, Lou Cheng led a cheering group who had never seen the ring competition live through the Gaofen City Martial Arts Stadium, introducing them to various aspects of the situation.
The layout of the youth competition is similar to that of the Xiaowu Sheng Arena. It is also divided into a central arena and nine small arenas around it, each with a large screen showing the battle on them.
Just when Lou Zhisheng, Qi Fang and others were gradually adapting to the atmosphere of the martial arts competition, Lou Cheng suddenly heard someone shouting not far away:
"Lou privater!"
Turning his head to look, he saw Wu Ting bouncing and waving to him, her two ponytails swaying back and forth, she was very excited.
"What a coincidence?" He smiled back, and then he found Chairman Wei Renjie with his slicked back hair and several men he didn't recognize standing next to Wu Ting. One of them was so strong that his blood had reached its current limit, and his eyes were so sharp.
horrible.
Is this the strong ninth grandson Yixing recommended by Master Chu? Lou Cheng nodded thoughtfully.
Despite his unimpressive appearance, this professional ninth-level professional was quite famous back then. In the selection competition, he defeated experts from several surrounding cities and won a place for Xiushan to become a ninth-level professional. At that time, he was only twenty years old.
Wu Ting replied with a bright smile: "Unfortunately, not coincidentally at all! I have been looking for you to have sex with you!"
At this time, because of Wu Ting's movements, Wei Renjie, Wu Qinggui, Sun Yixing and others all looked over and saw Lou Cheng leading a group of old and young, who looked more like a tour guide than a warrior.
"Xiaolou, are you coming too?" After meeting several times, Wei Renjie stopped calling him by his full name.
"Yes." Lou Cheng replied calmly and said with a smile, "But first I have to take my parents around and take a look."
After a few words of greeting, they parted ways. Wei Renjie's secretary ran back with a piece of information in his hand: "Chairman, this is the competition that Xiushan warriors will compete in today."
Wei Renjie glanced at it and handed it to Sun Yixing, smiling and saying, "I'm sorry for bothering you, Xiao Sun."
I can't tell the difference between good and bad.
Sun Yixing chuckled and said: "It should be."
As he spoke, he sighed: "If it weren't for this, no professional warrior would come to watch the first three rounds of the competition..."
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In a dark bedroom, a beautiful woman woke up lazily and found that her surroundings were empty and the temperature was already cold.
She put on her pajamas, walked to the window, looked outside, and saw Zhang Zhutong practicing martial arts in the garden. He was naked from the waist up, with muscles appearing and disappearing, and drops of sweat flowing.
"Can't we just stop for one day..." the beautiful woman complained.
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In a park, Xing Jingjing stood in a dark corner, eyes closed, stretching out every move.
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In a martial arts gym, a young man with a shallow scar on his face stood quietly, his body empty, as if he did not exist.
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Next to a pond full of blooming lotus flowers, a man with a few bunches of boyish white grabbed crayfish out of thin air and made them fly up in the mud.
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Three days later, the sun was just right in the morning, illuminating the room brilliantly.
Lou Cheng had taken a shower and removed the traces of his morning exercises. He put on his white martial arts uniform with black edges, stood by the window, looked down at the beetle-shaped martial arts venue, and slowly fiddled with the buttons on his wrists.
The fourth round of competition will begin today.
He turned around, picked up his phone, and as expected saw a voice message from Yan Zheke, who was far away in Jiangnan.
Lou Cheng put the phone to his ear, moved his thumb lightly, and heard a soft and clear voice ringing like the first time:
"Lou Cheng, Lou Cheng! Come on, Lou Cheng!"
Compared with Yanling, today's cheering is a bit more tender and sweet.
Lou Cheng raised the corner of his mouth, smiled, and listened to it several times. Huoran put his phone away, grabbed the number plate on the table, opened the door, bathed in the sunshine, and strode out.
The number plate was shaking in his hand, with a unique pattern and a simple number on it: