In the dream, Lou Cheng made rapid progress in learning martial arts. In just a few years, he gained the favor of the real martial arts circle. As a fledgling, he defeated Qian Donglou, won the title of "Martial Saint", and stood side by side with the "Dragon King" Chen Qitao in the country.
At the pinnacle of martial arts, he also gained countless fans, had various support groups, and was chased by beauties who he thought should be beautiful. However, he adhered to his principles, only asked about his heart, and resisted all kinds of temptations. In the end,
Yan Zheke walked into the wedding hall with Yan Zheke, surrounded by classmates such as Cai Zongming, Zhao Qiang, Qiu Zhigao, Zhang Jingye and others, who were watching and blessing. In front of them, their father and mother, who had worked hard for half their lives, were waiting eagerly.
But at this moment, Lou Cheng found that his skin was a little burnt, and the blood vessels inside seemed to be burning violently. His back was covered with white frost, and he was feeling cold, as if he had been trapped in an Antarctic iceberg, just like the dead herring.
Feeling inexplicable fear, he turned around and saw that Yan Zheke looked at him with such strange and fearful eyes.
"ah!"
Lou Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and found that he was sleeping curled up on his side. A gleam of light shone in from the window, making the dark dormitory dim. The beds, tables, chairs and mosquito nets he saw were both familiar and unfamiliar.
In the dream, I don’t know what it feels like to be a guest.
After being stunned for a moment and taking a few deep breaths, he finally determined where he was and what he was doing.
"I had a nightmare..." Lou Cheng looked at the brightening sky outside the window and was in a trance for a moment. The dream just now had become blurry. He only remembered that it contained all his fantasies, desires and fears.
Picking up his phone and turning on the screen, he realized that it was just before seven o'clock. He wanted to catch up on some more sleep, but it was still difficult to fall asleep. He tossed and turned until seven o'clock when he finally got up, walked out of the small dormitory, and entered the bathroom.
After finishing all this, he sat in the living room and browsed forums and posts on his mobile phone. He saw the cars that veteran drivers left late at night. He couldn't help but smile. His mood gradually calmed down and he looked forward to his own martial arts after possessing the golden elixir.
The anticipation for today's martial arts class emerged, and the anticipation for Yan Zheke's "See you in the martial arts class tomorrow" emerged!
Lou Cheng became excited and returned to the small dormitory. He turned a blind eye to Zhao Qiang who had woken up drowsily to read a foreign language in the morning. He opened his closet and took out a new set of martial arts uniforms.
This is the authentic martial arts uniform of the Dragon and Tiger Club. It was a gift given by Lou Cheng to himself after graduating from high school. It is based on navy blue and has a traditional and modern design. It is simple and textured. It is close to the fashionable clothes, but it is slightly too revealing.
It is loose so as not to restrict the strength of the muscles. When worn behind the back, as long as you are not too decadent, you will feel energetic.
Putting on his martial arts uniform and tying up his cuffs and leg corners, Lou Cheng went to the bathroom again and looked at himself in the large mirror. He saw a blue dragon and a white tiger circling and intertwining into a "emblem" on the left chest, decorated with cloud patterns and wind patterns.
, highlighting the top power it represents.
After getting some water to straighten his hair, Lou Cheng grinned at himself:
"not bad!"
"What a slut!" Cai Zongming yawned and walked in, insulting Lou Cheng.
Lou Cheng clicked his tongue and said, "I don't know which slut uses the men's care series every day?"
"Hey, we have to live up to our face!" Cai Zongming walked to the squatting position inside. He obviously woke up because he drank too much last night and held in his urine. He was not someone who got up early like Lou Cheng and Zhao Qiang.
Listening to their conversation, Zhao Qiang, who was washing next to him, rolled his eyes at the couple, watched Cai Zongming enter the squatting position, closed the outer door, and then said: "You should go talk about cross talk, it will start again early in the morning!"
"Haha." Lou Cheng laughed, "The main reason is that Xiao Ming didn't go to bed for three days!"
As he spoke, he exited the bathroom, put on his black training shoes, and waited for Cai Zongming to finish his breakfast.
While waiting, he logged on to QQ and wanted to talk to Yan Zheke but couldn't. He felt that being too eager would scare the other person, so he only looked at the freshmen group, the class group's messages, and then went to browse his friends.
During our "talk", I accidentally discovered that Yan Zheke had updated a status ten minutes ago:
"I'm sleepy as a dog! But I'm very happy! I'll help you guys who got up late eat breakfast today, you're welcome!"
So cute... Lou Cheng said to himself and patted his cheek gently. He actually forgot to read Yan Zheke's previous updates yesterday.
This is not only my desire to accumulate curiosity about her, but also a way to understand her better!
While Lou Cheng was browsing Yan Zheke's past remarks, Cai Zongming finished cleaning up, yawned and walked over:
"Chengzi, with that lewd smile on your face, you are either raping or stealing. What are you looking at?"
"Nothing." Lou Cheng smiled and logged out of QQ and put away his phone.
Cai Zongming glanced at him, shook his head and said, "Young boy Huaichun looks like this!"
The two hurt each other and left the dormitory. They went to the nearest canteen to drink soy milk, eat tea eggs and steamed buns, and slowly walked to the martial arts club venue.
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The teaching buildings of Songcheng University are at an angle to the dormitory area. Among them, there is a three-story building near the lake. It is very exquisitely built and complements the color of the lake. It is the school office building and is at the school level.
In the room deep on the left side of the third floor of the small building, there is a sign saying "Principal's Office". The room is filled with moisture, and a half-century-old man with black hair is starting the day with a tea ceremony.
Opposite him sat a carefree old man in his seventies or eighties, wearing an old white cultural shirt. His hair was completely frosted, but he didn't have many wrinkles.
The old man half-closed his eyes and twitched his nose, as if he was breathing in the fragrance of tea:
"Ah, ah, ah sneeze!"
The loud sneeze shook the entire office, causing the old man in a suit and leather suit with black hair to shake his hands and almost throw the purple clay pot away.
"Can't you just be quiet for five minutes?" the old man in a suit said angrily.
The old man with all white hair rubbed his nose: "If you were pouring wine instead of making tea, I promise to be as quiet as your old dog."
"Okay, okay, if you can bring the martial arts club into the national competition, then you can choose any bottle of wine from my wine cabinet and wine cellar. If you enter the top eight, you can choose any three bottles. If you win the championship
, I’ll let you in and drink all night!” The old man in a suit and ties waved his hand as if giving a speech, “As the principal and a martial arts enthusiast, this is probably my last chance to see the Songda Martial Arts Club rise again!”
Gulu, the old man in the white cultural shirt swallowed his saliva and laughed dryly:
"It's a deal! In fact, we are two brothers of the same generation. Even if you don't say anything, I have to help, right?"
"Just wait for my good news!"
After watching the seventy or eighty-year-old man leave the office, the principal waited for five minutes before picking up the phone and dialing a number:
"Hey, Tsukimi, your dad didn't regret it."
"Don't worry, I guarantee that he will have something to do and worry about, and he will not waste time at home anymore."
"Thank you, your dad and I have known each other since we wore crotchless pants!"
…
In the woods by the lake, the old man looked at the water waves, his ears twitching slightly, then he took a sip of wine from the metal flask, sighed, and smiled.
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In the martial arts club venue, because it was the first martial arts class, more members came, even Qiu Zhigao, who was in the dormitory, also showed up.
Raising his head and looking around, Lou Cheng looked for traces of Yan Zheke, ignoring Cai Zongming next to him, causing him to "lament" in a low voice, "the opposite sex is inhumane!"
While looking around, Lou Cheng saw the familiar figure of Yan Zheke walking out of the women's locker room.
Her black hair was tied up and she was wearing a plain white martial arts uniform with a dragon and tiger hovering emblem on her chest. It was another version of the "Dragon and Tiger Club" martial arts uniform.
The two people's eyes met, and they both saw each other's clothes, and couldn't help but smile in a tacit understanding.
Just when Lou Cheng was about to go up to say hello and chat for a few words, Chen Changhua, the president of the martial arts club with a strong back and an insect-like eyebrow, and Lin Que, a slender figure, fresh and clean, came out of the men's locker room one after another. Both of them pursed their lips tightly.
The atmosphere between them is very depressing.
"Everyone, line up and stand at your current position. The new instructor will be here soon." Chen Changhua stood in front of the crowd and shouted with great enthusiasm.
Everyone had been tempered by military training and quickly stood up as a team. Lin Que casually came to the front of Lou Cheng's group. Chen Changhua glared at him, but he was indifferent.
At this time, a dark shadow was reflected at the gate of the martial arts venue, and then an old man walked in. He was wearing a white old cultural shirt, with no black hair at all, and the skin on his face was pretty good, with no wrinkles as expected.
many.
"Teacher Shi." Chen Changhua greeted him.
Old Man Shi nodded slightly, signaling for him to join the queue, then stood in front of the team, coughed twice and said:
"My surname is Shi, Shi from Shi. From today on, I will be the martial arts coach for you brats. You can call me Coach Shi, or you can call me Old Man Shi. I have always had no airs, I am approachable, and I respect the elderly and love the young."
Respect the old and love the young...respect the old? I'm afraid it's hard to find someone older than you, right? Lou Cheng looked at Cai Zongming and complained silently. Xiao Ming obviously had a similar view.
Old Man Shi continued with a smile:
"The regional competition of the 'National University Martial Arts Association' will begin in November. The principal hopes that we can break through last year's results. Therefore, martial arts classes three times a week are obviously not enough. Therefore, I plan to become a
The students who are the main martial artists are gathered together for special training. They practice every day from eight o'clock in the morning to twelve o'clock. Don't worry, the principal has agreed. As long as you are a student participating in the special training, he will help you change your morning classes to another one.
The same course at the same time period, such as in the evening.”
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked and immediately started whispering.
"I have to practice every morning, there are no holidays, haha, how can I have time to play games, how can I have time to fall in love, how can I have time to relax?" Cai Zongming complained in a low voice.
The coursework for freshman year is not too tight, but after devoting every morning to martial arts practice, apart from various courses and sleep, there is very little free time for oneself to deal with at will.
Lou Cheng fell into a strange silence as he listened to the discussions of the people around him, and just replied to Cai Zongming with a few words.
Old Man Shi took this opportunity to take out a roster and shouted in a hoarse voice:
"Lin Que, do you want to participate in special training?"
Lin Que replied coldly: "Participate."
"Okay, next, Chen Changhua, what about you?" Old Man Shi continued to ask.
Chen Changhua glanced at Lin Que, gritted his teeth and said, "Participate!"
"Wu Dong, what about you?"
"join!"
"Sun Jian?"
"join!"
"Lin Hua?"
"join!"
…
"Li Mao?"
"join!"
Old Man Shi was looking for students who were in the sixth grade of amateurs and above from their senior year to their sophomore year. Most of them chose to participate, but there were also several who did not agree.
"Cai Zongming?" He thought of this part of the freshman warrior.
Cai Zongming said without hesitation: "Coach, I still won't participate. Studying is the most important thing!"
Old Man Shi continued to read indifferently:
"Qiu Zhigao?"
"I, I won't participate either." Qiu Zhigao replied.
"Guo Qing?"
"join!"
…
After asking, Old Man Shi took out his flask and took a sip of wine, and then said slowly:
"Of course, the martial arts club is open to everyone. Students who are not amateurs of level six or above can also sign up for special training. Isn't there a saying that participation is the main thing, and the emphasis is on physical fitness. Well, for this kind of students, special training
The requirements must be lowered accordingly. Okay, who wants to participate? Raise your hand to sign up."
The members of the martial arts club looked at each other and were silent for a moment. Although they love martial arts, it is another thing to spend so much time practicing every day and consume most of their leisure time. And special training
It must be very tiring and hard, even if the requirements are lowered!
In the silence, someone suddenly raised his hand. Cai Zongming turned around and almost bulged his eyes out. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, because it was Lou Cheng who raised his hand!
Lou Cheng said loudly:
"Coach Shi, I want to participate in special training!"
The voice was slightly louder, echoing in the team.
Running can make the "golden elixir" move slowly on its own. Will formal and arduous martial arts training help you digest and absorb it?