In a blink of an eye, it was the weekend again.
For the next two days, Qin Lang still went to the self-study room to make up lessons at night, and continued to practice in the morning. His "Mantis Saber Boxing" became more and more proficient, and he had already developed his essence and reached the state of "training mind". The reason for this progress is, on the one hand, because Qin Lang has a good foundation, but also because he has a "good teacher". Because every morning, Qin Lang would release the blood mantis for a while, feed it some insect food, and then let it accompany him to practice. The tacit understanding of Mantis is getting better and better.
This blood mantis is worthy of being a zerg, and its spirituality is far from ordinary, and after being fed with insect food, Qin Lang found that this little guy even has some humanity, and can understand his words most of the time. However, this is not surprising. Many insects and beasts can understand human nature after being domesticated. This is because their talents are inherently strong. Even, there are some insects and beasts that can practice like humans, but whether this blood mantis belongs to this category, Qin Lang does not know.
On the other hand, the last time Qin Lang fought An Desheng, he gained a lot. If he hadn't fought An Desheng, it would be difficult for Qin Lang to unleash the essence of the Mantis Saber and show his "fist intent".
You know, for martial arts practitioners, it is easy to learn moves, but it is very difficult to make "movements". The realm of "practicing mind" can be regarded as a watershed. Many martial arts practitioners, as long as they are willing to endure hardships, can pass through the three stages of strength training, pile driving, and moves. But when it comes to the level of "mind training", it can't be achieved only by hard work and hard work, but also requires a certain amount of talent and comprehension.
In the same way, only when one set of punches is truly "fisted" can one enter the door of martial arts practice.
In the past few days, when Qin Lang used the Praying Mantis Knife again, he really felt much smoother, with a natural feeling.
However, what puzzled Qin Lang was why this blood mantis was born with kung fu
After practicing in the morning, Qin Lang went to the classroom to attend class as usual.
But for some reason, the distance between Luo Bin and him widened again, as if everything had returned to the past, when the two never met.
Qin Lang felt a little disappointed, but he felt that this might be God's arrangement. The last time the thunder was rolling, it might be a warning from God to himself. Maybe it's the best choice for him and Luo Bin to go on like this. After all, Luo Bin is so good, her future must be in the best university, but Qin Lang's future is already doomed: a prodigal son!
A prodigal son!
If this is the choice made by Luo Bin, and Qin Lang decides to respect her choice instead of influencing her, if she is not admitted to the ideal university because of this, wouldn't it be the biggest regret in her life
In addition, Jiang Xueqing's appearance was also like a glimpse. Since the last time she gave Qin Lang a towel, she has never appeared in front of Qin Lang again. It really is "coming gently, leaving only a towel".
On Saturday afternoon, at the strong request of his parents, Qin Lang returned to Anrong City to spend the weekend. Because of work, his parents are resident in Anrong City, and the old house in Xiayang City has rarely come back to live.
Qin Lang knew that his parents were worried about being arrested last time, so this time when he went back, his mother made a lot of delicious dishes to replenish Qin Lang's body, so much so that when Qin Lang left on Sunday afternoon, there were still leftovers. Quite a few dishes.
In the afternoon, Qin Lang returned to Xiayang City by train.
The train drove out of Anrong City, and the high-rise buildings outside the window finally disappeared. They were replaced by strong Chinese ink paintings based on strong emerald green and decorated with red bricks and green tiles. It is a successful species that runs through the whole of China from south to north with a history of 8,000 years—rice.
But Qin Lang's attention was not on the field scenery outside the window, because he suddenly remembered something: when school was over on Saturday afternoon, Zhao Kan handed him a plan, and Qin Lang hadn't read it carefully yet.
Speaking of it, Qin Lang didn't have much confidence in Zhao Kan's plan. After all, Zhao Kan was a fool and his academic performance was not good, so the company plan he came up with might not be feasible.
However, as soon as Qin Lang opened the plan, he immediately changed his opinion, because the structure of this plan looks more professional, and it is completely impossible to see that it was made by a high school student. It seems that Zhao Kan is still It's very overkill. Could it be that this kid is really a business genius, like many entrepreneurs, who can tinker with companies without graduating from high school
Therefore, Qin Lang read it patiently, and generally felt that this plan was much better than Qin Lang expected, at least from his point of view, this plan is still feasible, and he thought that this kid Zhao Kan looks really good .
At this moment, the speed of the train gradually slowed down and stopped at a small station for a few minutes.
Although it is only a small station, there are quite a few people getting on the train from here.
However, Qin Lang's attention was all on the plan in his hand, but he didn't pay attention to the people getting on the bus.
"Sorry—the odd number is near the window!"
At this moment, a familiar and cold voice sounded in Qin Lang's ears. He looked up and was stunned:
Because it was Luo Bin who asked Qin Lang to give up his seat!
Qin Lang's seat is No. 26, while Luo Bin's is No. 25. There is a small sign of a window next to the odd number on the seat number, which should mean that the odd number is next to the window.
"Sorry." Qin Lang hurriedly got up and gave up his seat.
"No...it's okay, you sit down." Seeing that it was Qin Lang, Luo Bin felt a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, come in, anyway, I don't want to see the scenery right now." Qin Lang insisted on letting Luo Bin sit by the window, because he found that since Luo Bin came up, there were countless men in this carriage His eyes fell on Luo Bin, and Qin Lang blocked the outside, at least he could isolate a lot of harassing eyes.
Maybe because of the weekend, Luo Bin finally didn't wear school uniform. She was wearing a white floral dress and a thin sky blue knitted cardigan. Her long hair like a waterfall was casually pouring over her shoulders. There is a white skin like suet white jade on the chest, a emerald green Buddha statue hangs around the neck, a fashionable small satchel is slung on the shoulder, the skirt of the long skirt seems to reach the ground quickly, a pair of yellow ankle boots are in the The hem of the skirt appeared and disappeared, and she exuded a youthful and fresh smell all over her body. From Qin Lang's point of view, her appearance turned the boring carriage into a beautiful scenery in an instant.
But men are always selfish, Qin Lang didn't want to share this beautiful scenery with others, so he blocked other people's eyes as much as possible.