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Chapter forty-two

Looking at the items on the table, Guan Lang hesitated.

"What kind of meeting gift are you bringing? It's so polite. If your aunt knew that I accepted it, she would definitely talk about me again." Guan Lang sighed, and the figure of his mother appeared in his mind.

Moreover, the key is that he can't use the meeting gift given by his little cousin. He has never even used facial cleanser, let alone other skin care products.

""

Wu Yazhen did not speak, but stared at Guan Lang with burning eyes, as if he was going to keep staring like this if he didn't stop.

Guan Lang touched his chin.

"Well then, I'll accept it first, and as a return gift, I'll take you out for a big dinner in the evening."

Guan Lang's first impression of his little cousin was very good. She was well dressed and very polite. The only thing that made him uncomfortable was that she was a little too polite.

Guan Lang, who was sitting stiffly on the sofa now, racking his brains to think about the topic, felt this way even more.

The two of them were sitting on the sofa.

Wu Yazhen was sitting upright, with her two little hands on her knees, her delicate face full of seriousness, and a hint of indifference.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Guan Lang was also a little restless for a moment. He wanted to say something, but he didn't have any good topics.

"What do you want to drink? I'll get it from the refrigerator for you." Guan Lang asked softly.

"No"

Wu Yazhen, who was about to politely refuse, didn't finish her words when she saw that her cousin had already stood up and was about to walk to the kitchen. After looking at each other for two seconds, he hesitated and said: "Then milk."

"Yeah." After Guan Lang heard this, he turned around and went to the kitchen to pick up two boxes of milk.

Place a box of cold yogurt on the table in front of the little cousin.

Guan Lang sat back across from him, and for a moment he didn't know what to talk about.

He is not very good at finding topics, especially with people he is not very familiar with.

Guan Lang suddenly realized the benefits of TV. If he had a TV now, he could turn on a variety show or a recently popular TV series at will, and pretend to watch TV. The two of them would not be as embarrassed as now.

He glanced at the little cousin across from him, who calmly lowered his head and bit the straw and sucked the milk, looking very serious. Even though he was just drinking yogurt, he still had a serious look on his face.

Guan Lang took advantage of the opportunity of the other party to lower his head and quietly looked at the other party.

She is the kind of girl who gives people a very well-behaved first impression. Her temperament is a bit cold, but she does not make people look arrogant. She wears a pair of neat white shoes with ankle boots.

Blue suspenders and a khaki striped thin shirt.

Wearing thin-rimmed round glasses, a delicate nose, and long, drooped eyelashes.

She has exquisite facial features, but it's a pity that she doesn't like to smile, otherwise she would be a great beauty.

He is not very tall, but he gives people a good spirit.

This embarrassing moment also reminded Guan Lang of his childhood, when his estranged relatives would always talk to him about the same topics during holidays, such as how many points he got in the final exam, how his academic performance was, and how he hadn’t seen each other for a year.

He has grown a lot taller. He used to be tired of this kind of meaningless conversation, but now he can understand it somewhat.

In fact, they didn't know each other at all and had no common topics, but just sitting there and not talking seemed strange.

He didn't know whether his cousin liked to chase stars, watch dramas, or listen to music and watch animations, so Guan Lang had no choice but to follow the practices of his "relatives."

"Cousin, how are your grades, and which university are you going to enter?" Guan Lang touched his nose, and he finally became the most annoying person he had ever been.

Hearing Guan Lang's voice broke the silence, Wu Yazhen, who was hesitant to go back to the room or continue to sit here in a daze, was stunned for a moment.

"My grades are not very good, my brain is very stupid, and I have to memorize many things many times before I can remember them." Wu Yazhen said a little ashamed.

After listening to her words, Guan Lang was about to use his luck in the college entrance examination to get into Tiannan University to comfort and encourage her, but before he could say anything, he heard what his cousin said next.

"The university I want to enter is Tiannan University, but I have to work harder. The teacher said that with my current grades, I can only choose some of the lowest majors to enter Tiannan University. For example, my cousin's top major is architecture. I should take the exam.

I can’t get on." Wu Yazhen said with a slightly frustrated expression on her face.

Guan Lang's expression was a bit wonderful, well, he turned out to be a humble academic.

His current grades are stable above the admission line of Tiannan University, which is better than when he was a senior in high school.

You must know that when he was a senior in high school, he never thought that he would be admitted to Tiannan University. Even the major with the lowest score was far behind.

Maybe this is excellence. Guan Lang sighed inwardly

In the evening, before Gao Qianhe returned the car, Guan Lang drove Wu Yazhen to a good old stone pot fish restaurant.

Perhaps it was because they had gotten to know each other a lot after spending a day together, and the two of them were gradually able to chat a few words at the dinner table.

Although it was still an awkward conversation, it was much better than the initial situation where there was nothing to say.

It's very reassuring to get to know each other slowly in this way.

After eating, he returned to the apartment room and Guan Lang opened the system panel.

Looking at the two options on the martial arts panel, Guan Lang fell into hesitation.

This was a movement technique that he had been searching for for a long time yesterday that could meet the system standards.

On the left is a professional book on parkour, and on the right is a track and field training book.

The system also gives the approximate effect of the improvement based on the two options.

The improved physical skills obtained after upgrading Parkour on the left focus on flexibility and adaptability, while the improved physical skills obtained after upgrading track and field books on the right focus on long-distance running and speed.

Guan Lang thought for a long time and finally decided to upgrade his track and field training books first.

After all, wasn’t it always said in the martial arts novels I read in the past, that only fast martial arts in the world are unbreakable.

It's better to focus on speed first. If you encounter any accident, it's always a good thing to run faster.

As for the other parkour-improving movement skills, if you have enough energy, you can spend your internal energy to improve and learn them. Of course, there is another option that is to wait until your internal energy is enough to fuse the two movement techniques and take the best of both worlds.

However, there should be no internal energy left to learn a new body technique in a short period of time. After all, daily martial arts training and body training require a lot of internal energy.

After selecting the body technique, Guan Lang devoted all his internal energy to the option of improving the body technique.

The internal strength required to upgrade the track and field training book is three years of skill. It can only be entered once a day, and it only takes three days to successfully upgrade.

Guan Lang looked at the progress bar that was one-third filled and smiled. This was probably his easiest weekly task so far.

In the next room, Wu Yazhen, who was sitting at the desk, put down the pen in her hand and snapped the diary closed.

Stretching forward, Wu Yazhen leaned forward and relaxed on the table. Wu Yazhen cast her gaze out the window. There were stars in the cold night, and the city skyline in the distance seemed to be flashing with reassuring lights.


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