The autumn colors are deep, the sky is high and the air is crisp, and the water in Zhaoshan Lake is undulating, and it is already a bit cool.
Lou Beng waited to help Yan Zheke to board the boat, but he saw that the other party was like a nimble deer, standing firmly with a light leap, which hardly aggravated the shaking of the boat.
Sure enough, the level of martial arts is higher than mine... not only can't be a hero to save the beauty, but he doesn't even have the chance to help the beauty... Lou Cheng laughed at himself, and in view of his strength, he boarded the boat and sat opposite Yan Zheke. oars.
"I'm going to give you a hand." Yan Zheke snickered, jokingly, the gentle lake breeze blew her black hair down to her vest.
"Then it won't be a beauty saving a hero?" Lou Cheng pretended to be shocked, when the love saint had something to say, and when he didn't know how to answer, he made the other party laugh.
Sure enough, Yan Zheke couldn't help laughing, chuckled twice, and asked instead: "Cheng Zi, can you row a boat?"
"No..." Lou Cheng replied honestly. Before high school, he didn't have the conditions. After high school, he didn't have time. During the summer vacation after graduation, he binge-watched the highlights of martial arts competitions and various news for more than two months, and shared with his classmates. With constant partying and slowly immersing yourself in the online world, how can you still have the time and interest to go boating
Yan Zheke pursed her lips, her black eyes flickered, and said solemnly:
"Coincidentally, neither would I..."
Lou Cheng laughed: "Aren't you a Jiangnan girl?"
Cai Zongming, You Fangfang, Zhao Qiang and Zhuang Xiaojun who were beside them had already rowed out slowly, while Qiu Zhigao, Guo Qing, Zhang Jingye and Pan Xue were circling around in place.
"But I grew up in Xiushan, and there are many girls in Jiangnan who can't swim or row. Well, neither of my cousins can." Yan Zheke replied angrily and funny.
Lou Cheng accepted it when he saw it, and didn't take advantage of the opportunity to inquire about Yan Zheke's family situation. He smiled and said, "It seems that everything can't be generalized. Well, since it's such a coincidence, it's also very interesting to learn how to row a boat together. .”
Yan Zheke nodded slightly, holding the oars with both hands, and pointing her chin at Xiaojun Zhao Qiang and Zhuang Xiaojun's group: "Look at them, they row very well, let's learn from it."
"Okay." Lou Cheng looked over, followed Zhao Qiang's movements, and waved the oars.
The oars entered the water, causing green waves and ripples, but the hull did not move forward, but swayed in place.
Yan Zheke joined in the paddling, like a girl picking water chestnuts. The sky and water reflected each other, which was as beautiful as a picture scroll. However, the two boats still did not move forward. They turned around in circles and looked at each other, helplessly and funny .
Lou Cheng wanted to show that he had thought about rowing a long time ago. At this time, he calmed down and sank his mind into his dantian. The details are presented bit by bit, and the ups and downs of the ship and the surrounding waves can also be felt through the contact with each other.
The swaying, the oars fell, stirred up the water waves, and how the power turned around appeared in Lou Cheng's mind. With the help of this, he slightly changed the direction and posture to match the boat's movement.
At the same time, he found that Yan Zheke on the opposite side had also suddenly become proficient, every time he swung the oar, he matched the boat, the water waves, and his own side.
Opening his eyes, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke's eyes met.
"Your yin and yang piles are small?"
"Have you mastered the Yin-Yang Stake?"
The two spoke at the same time, each surprised, and then looked at each other with a smile, giving birth to a tacit understanding.
As a boy, Lou Cheng didn't wait for Yan Zheke to ask again, and took the initiative to answer: "Actually, I'm very talented in meditation. I can hold the Yin-Yang pile for the first time. Otherwise, how can I survive the three-week special training?" come down?"
Yan Zheke's expression fluctuated, and her clear and dark eyes showed obvious surprise: "One time into tranquility?"
"Yes." Lou Cheng nodded sincerely.
Unconsciously, Yan Zheke pursed her lips and let out a sigh of relief: "I thought it was amazing that I had entered meditation for ten days."
"Special case, special case, I'm not as good as you in other aspects, and it's really great to enter meditation for ten days. Many famous and powerful people only enter meditation in half a month." Lou Cheng hastily said a word of relief.
The previous chat between the two involved all kinds of things that happened during martial arts training, but they neglected to ask about each other's progress.
"You don't need to comfort me with nice words, do I look like such a stingy person?" Yan Zheke laughed, dispelled her little depression, nodded heavily, and said, "From now on, you will be my idol! It is also relatively rare in the history of martial arts to enter tranquility for one day."
"No, I can't afford it." Lou Cheng was secretly proud, with a humble mouth, and changed the subject, "How many grades do you have now? I seem to remember that you didn't have a grade when you signed up for the special training?"
Not as if, but for sure.
The two paddled tacitly, and the boat slowly set sail. Yan Zheke thought for a while and said, "I have been learning martial arts from my uncle since I was a child. When I graduated from the third year of junior high school, I should have the level of amateur ninth grade, but I didn't participate in the fixed product competition. High school The time for training is reduced, and the progress is not too great. According to Ah Qing, when she first practiced against me, I should be between the seventh and eighth rank of amateurs. Little, Ah Qing said yesterday that I have a sixth grade amateur."
At the end, she raised her tone slightly, showing a little complacency and playfulness.
"Excellent, I have improved at least one rank in three weeks, and I will also make you my idol." Lou Cheng deliberately picked up Yan Zheke's words just now.
According to Yan Zheke’s experience, if it wasn’t for high school that was more focused on learning, it would be normal for her to have a fourth or fifth amateur rank when she entered school, and being able to upgrade to a rank in three weeks is mainly to guide out the accumulation and potential she already has but has not yet shown. , and Lou Cheng's kind of super rookie who has just glimpsed the martial arts in three weeks are two different things.
Listening to Lou Cheng's half-joking and half-sincere praise, Yan Zheke's cheeks flushed slightly, and her smile grew wider, but she suddenly remembered something, and suddenly sighed, her expression was a little more melancholy and gloomy.
"What's wrong?" Lou Cheng asked with concern.
Yan Zheke kept paddling with her hands, and was silent for more than ten seconds before whispering:
"According to the ancient saying, I am congenitally deficient. If I hadn't practiced martial arts since I was a child, I would probably be a sick child now. However, my body has always suffered losses that cannot be made up for. Danqi realm, a real glimpse of martial arts."
"So, every time I see some young geniuses, I am very envious and admirable. It seems that I have pinned my expectations for martial arts on them."
Listening to Yan Zheke's narration, how helpless and sad, Lou Cheng's heart suddenly surged with tenderness, full of pity, and wanted to say aloud, let me carry your martial arts dream.
But for some things, talking is worse than doing. Talking big now will only make the other party think that he is joking about this kind of thing, too frivolous.
Only now did he understand why Yan Zheke worshiped Lin Que like other girls, and he also realized that her sentence "Everyone has their own future, not necessarily martial arts" was not only about himself, but also about Lin Que. herself.
"Senior brother Li Mao who was practicing with me said that I have the level of amateur ninth grade." He looked into Yan Zheke's eyes and said calmly and firmly.
Yan Zheke was stunned for a moment: "Are you at the level of an amateur Ninth Grade?"
She clearly knew that three weeks ago Lou Cheng was an ordinary person with no foundation in martial arts, but after only three weeks, he was able to become proficient in boxing and kicking
Given his talent for tranquility, give him another three months, a year and a half, what level can he reach
"Senior Brother Li Mao said so." Lou Cheng said concisely.
Yan Zheke stared at him fixedly, her eyes were dark like a deep pool, and after a while she whispered:
"You have to work hard."
"En." Lou Cheng nodded heavily.
While talking, the two of them didn't stop their movements. They cooperated tacitly and skillfully, and the boat quickly caught up with Qiu Zhigao and Guo Qing.
Seeing that the two sides were about to pass each other, Guo Qing suddenly picked up the oars and splashed water towards Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke, forcing them to try to dodge and slow down the speed of the boat.
"Qiu Zhigao, you row the boat, I'll stop them!" Guo Qing said proudly.
Yan Zheke was angry and funny, she looked at Lou Cheng: "Do you want to fight back?"
Seeing the eagerness in her eyes and actions, Lou Cheng said without hesitation:
"want!"
"Row the boat well." Yan Zheke bit her lip, and with a smile in her eyes, she also stirred up waves with the paddle.
Lou Cheng pulled up his jacket, focused on observing the changes in the boat and the water waves, and paddled just right to offset the shaking caused by Yan Zheke's movements, maintaining the forward trend. On the side of Lao Qiu and Guo Qing, as long as Guo Qing made a big move , the ship inevitably rocked, so she had to be timid.
Both of them are beginners in yin and yang piles, and they have a certain grasp of coordination. Under the tacit cooperation, they really have an obvious advantage. They quickly surpassed Guo Qing and Lao Qiu, caught up with the others, and attracted a lot of screams and splashes. It was exhilarating, laughter and "swearing" sounded one after another.
After surpassing everyone and being the first one to go around the lake and return to the starting point, Lou Cheng and Yan Zheke looked at each other and smiled again, with a tacit understanding.
"Come again, I don't agree with Dingdangmao!" Cai Zongming and You Fangfang arrived second, exaggerating in Internet language.
Round and round, the girls had fun but were also very tired. Seeing the sun setting, they proposed to go back as soon as possible, so as not to have to queue up for the big meal at night.
As for the expenses, Lou Cheng and Cai Zongming took the lead, and the boys had already collected enough money.
When the boat stopped on the shore, Lou Cheng, a "long-distance runner" without fatigue, got off the boat easily, and stretched out his hand to Yan Zheke.
She was exhausted right now, so she probably didn't have the strength to just jump down, right
Amid Lou Cheng's rapid heartbeat, Yan Zheke didn't feel shy, and grabbed his hand calmly and generously, and got off the boat with her strength. At this moment, no matter how dominant she was, she was splashed with a lot of water, and her hair was wet Yes, a few strands even stuck to the cheeks, revealing an astonishing beauty, which reminds people of the phrase "clear water comes out of hibiscus".
"What's wrong?" Yan Zheke brushed the messy hair around her cheeks.
Lou Cheng thought for a while, then said with a gentle smile, "Every time the girls in the TV show look like they just washed their hair, I think it looks really good."
The water in Yan Zheke's eyes flowed, and she glanced at him:
"I'm going to change clothes first."
Lou Cheng suddenly asked, "That bag you're carrying is clothes?"
"That's right, it's easy to get wet while rowing, so why not bring a set?" Yan Zheke said with a smile, "You rough guy probably wouldn't have thought of that."
"I have a leather jacket, so I'm not afraid of getting wet." Lou Cheng wiped the water from the short leather jacket, "You're smart, aren't you?"
Yan Zheke gave him a blank look, and walked quickly to the depository.
Watching her disappear at the door of the women's dressing room, Lou Cheng was filled with joy, and couldn't help but step back and forth, unable to stop no matter what.
After today's various events, the kind of politeness between himself and Yan Zheke completely disappeared, as evidenced by the one horizontal and one blank.
Although there is still a long way to go before holding hands, at least the relationship has taken a step forward!
...
Back near the school through online car-hailing, a group of ten people went to the famous "Lao Li Restaurant" in the nearby town. The most famous dish here is the stewed pork knuckle soup with white kidney beans. The white kidney beans are full of all kinds of essences, the most delicious, which whet the appetites of several girls.
After dinner, Lou Cheng and the others took a walk back to Songda University. Along the way, they talked about all the embarrassing behaviors of everyone in the afternoon, which caused a burst of laughter from time to time. When they arrived in front of the second building of the girls' dormitory, there was no silence at all.
Yan Zheke lived in the third building not far opposite, Lou Cheng gave her a ride and said goodbye to her in front of the gate.
"See you in the special training tomorrow." Lou Cheng smiled and waved.
Yan Zheke waved her hand with shallow dimples:
"See you tomorrow."
Watching her enter the dormitory, knowing that she would be busy going to the bathroom to take a shower, Lou Cheng didn't rush to chase Cai Zongming and the others, but walked towards the lake.
I'm so happy today, how can I sleep if I don't exercise to let off steam
...
In the woods by the lake, Wu Dongzheng, a senior member of the Martial Arts Club, is drinking and smoking with two friends from the society—Songda’s new campus is also free to enter and leave on weekends, except for express delivery.
"Hey, don't mention it these days. It's been so f*ckingly depressing. Ever since that Lin Que came in, the Martial Arts Club couldn't stay any longer. One or two of them didn't even look at me." Wu Dong took a sip of beer with a sullen look on his face.
A young man with a tattoo on his neck said: "You and Brother Chen can't beat him together?"
"Don't dare, we are about to graduate, and if we make a big deal, how can we find a job if we are punished?" Wu Dong put gold on his face.
Suddenly, his eyes froze and he snorted.
"What's the matter?" Another young man with a cropped cut followed Wu Dong's gaze and looked towards the path by the lake, only to see Lou Cheng jogging over with a smile on his face.
"A bastard from a martial arts club." Wu Dong said unhappily.
The tattooed youth smiled: "Hey, what a coincidence, why don't you fiddle with him?"
"Well, if something happens, you can run away, what should I do?" Wu Dong wanted to vent, but he didn't dare.
"It's okay, we have a sense of propriety, just a little lesson is enough." The young man with an inch hair did not vent his energy, and he was eager to agitate, "The students rubbed and fought with each other, and they didn't get hurt. Who will tell the teacher about nothing? How about we go, You don't show up?"
S: It’s Monday again, there is a chapter at 0:00 am asking for a recommendation ticket~