To be honest, if you want to label yourself, Lou Cheng thinks there must be "like food". When he first came to Yanling, he wanted to experience the special flavors here, but all of this can't be held back by "no money" "In two words, in order to ensure that I don't get on the train with an empty stomach on the day of the return trip, I can only spend a penny in half, plan carefully, and rely on simple meals on the roadside to satisfy my hunger. Ω (∧) Ω Ww W. ┡⒈Zw. COM
Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, he did not leave immediately, but swallowed his saliva while looking at the local specialty roast duck on the opposite side, and said a few words silently: "Heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, and it will be hard work, hard work, Hungry for its skin, hungry for its skin, hungry for..."
Laughing at himself, he took out his mobile phone and chatted with Yan Zheke who was resting after dinner for a while, and waited for the other party to start practicing martial arts before slowly wandering back to the martial arts venue.
Throughout the afternoon, he wandered around in different arenas, watching the matches of fighters, like a sponge thrown into the water, eagerly absorbing the essence of various styles of play, and deducing his own response in his mind.
Even in high school, he knew that reading was the best way out, but he was not as active, so dedicated, and so selfless as he is now. He even browsed forum posts, swiped Weibo topics, and watched video collections, completely forgetting.
After the game, he returned to the hotel, took off his coat, and went to a nearby small park, turning today's bit by bit of accumulation and harvest into a one-by-one exercise.
It is better to practice once than to think a hundred times!
Punching like a cannon, punching like a hammer, Lou Cheng's punches and kicks tore through the airflow, and the sound was crisp, very rhythmic, fierce and crazy, like a storm coming. The attack became more and more terrifying, with a bang, just like a rolling torrent, roaring and galloping, condescending, submerging everything.
The sky was getting dark, the snowflakes were falling, and following Lou Cheng's every move, he danced in the air. Suddenly, there was a sound of fists and feet around him, and his right palm was swiftly slapped out, as fast as thunder, with half-contained and half-exposed strength, and he retracted as soon as he struck. .
As soon as this palm is retracted, the left palm is extended again, the two take over, there is almost no gap, mixed with low kicks, weaving a soft and dense web of attack.
If "Avalanche" is Blizzard's most masculine and terrifying ferocity and madness, then this palm technique is Blizzard's most feminine and deadly ferocity and madness. Cold", until he was hit, he was unable to resolve it!
The second "momentum" of "Blizzard Twenty-Four Strikes" is chilling to the bone!
After playing several times, Lou Cheng closed his move, exhaled a breath of foul air, and it turned into white smoke like an arrow. This style of fighting is indeed derived from the "Ice Department"'s unique skills. Every time he tempers himself, he can gain new gains.
Not caring about going back to the hotel, he immediately took out his cell phone and messaged Yan Zheke to share his joy.
"I also felt the same way when I was practicing martial arts this afternoon, maybe this is the charm of martial arts." Yan Zheke returned with a red face and a smile, "Woooooh, my cousin is going to take me shopping, I'm so tired (poor). "
Lou Cheng said with concern: "If you're tired, you won't go, and you just refuse her."
Having said that, he joked again: "If you don't dare, I'll tell you for you!"
"No, she said she wanted to treat me to something delicious. I was tempted." Yan Zheke covered her mouth with a smile, "When shopping, my cousin and the others are monsters. They don't feel tired for three or four hours. Fight with what you have."
Lou Cheng thought about it for a while, and then made a stern expression: "I think I will lose."
The body will not be tired, but the spirit will be tired!
Talking and laughing, after dinner, returning to the hotel, Lou Cheng took off his clothes, went into the bathroom, let the hot water pour down on his body, and washed away all the dust and mental exhaustion.
He squinted his eyes comfortably, his eyes were filled with moisture, hazy like an illusion.
Thinking of the experience of these three days, Lou Cheng really felt like he was dreaming, but his own growth was so real, it seemed that he was completing some kind of transformation, perhaps a little bit of maturity was brewing.
After taking a shower and drying his body, he hurriedly washed his clothes—because he didn't have enough changing clothes, and he didn't trust the laundry service of this small hotel. The martial arts uniform hadn't been washed for three days. Two sets, wait for the second set to wear for another three or four days, even if this set is not dry, you can wear daily clothes and go home.
After doing all this, after turning on the computer and downloading the video, he threw himself into the bed, fell into softness, and felt the beauty of life.
Picking up the phone and logging onto QQ, when Lou Cheng was about to chat with Yan Zheke who was shopping, a familiar profile picture sent a message.
drop!
"Fat Jiang?" Lou Cheng murmured to himself.
This is my high school classmate and good friend Jiang Fei, who passed the exam in Guangnan.
Remarks The guy whose nickname is "Jiang Fatty" said: "Chengzi, when will you be home? Our class is planning to get together."
"I still have four or five days." Lou Cheng replied in a general way, "Who are going to participate?"
Jiang Fei replied: "It hasn't been decided yet, but it should not be less. Your school is on holiday so late?"
"Some things are delayed." Lou Cheng didn't say anything about the Xiaowusheng group arena. If Jiang Fat knew that he had become an amateur expert, then his glasses would probably be lost. Teacher?"
Jiang Fei said: "I don't know, let's talk about it when the time comes, what program to watch, if you go to sing K or something, it's not good to be with the teacher. If you go to the farmhouse to play, you can invite them to play cards and go fishing."
"Then count me in first, we haven't seen each other for a semester." Lou Cheng replied happily.
Jiang Fei returned a smirk: "By the way, Chengzi, let me tell you a gossip."
"What gossip?" Lou Cheng also became interested.
Jiang Fei said: "Hey, when I came back, I met Du Liyu and got on the bus halfway, holding hands with Song Li from the third class!"
class three? Isn't it Yan Zheke's class? Lou Cheng was shocked, and replied, "Did they get into the same school?"
"Almost, two schools in the same city that are very close to each other, they hooked up after going back and forth, hehe, exactly what the sentence said, I treat you as a fellow, but you want to pick on me!" Jiang Fei typed quickly.
Wipe, an arrow was shot in the knee... Lou Cheng wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist: "Pang Jiang, what then?"
"What else? I saw them, they saw me, and they separated their hands in an instant. Please don't tell others, but what is our relationship, it doesn't matter if you talk about it." Jiang Fei laughed expression.
Lou Cheng held the mobile phone, smiled, and replied: "Why do you feel like you are a spoiler? By the way, there are many beauties in Guangnan, have you not fallen in love?"
"Bah! There are many beauties, but our department is miserable. There are only five girls in the entire department this year, known as five golden flowers." Jiang Fei showed a heartbroken expression, "By the way, don't tell others about Du Liyu and the others. , or they'll talk about me."
While chatting with Jiang Fei, Lou Cheng had already sent Yan Zheke a message:
"Tell you gossip! Du Liyu from our class is dating Song Li from your class!"
After finishing the message, he saw Jiang Fei's instruction, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
To me, how can Yan Zheke be considered someone else!
After a few minutes, Yan Zheke returned with a "stunned" expression: "What? This little girl Song Li is in a relationship? When we chatted before, she didn't show a word! I have to go and torture her." she!"
"Don't say I told you." Lou Cheng followed suit.
The secret was spread because of people like me and Jiang Fei... I want to repent...
On the other side, Jiang Fei chatted for a few words and then said: "Chengzi, Lao Cheng asked me to go out to barbecue and drink, we will talk later."
Cheng Qili is another good friend of Loucheng Senior High School, and his friendship has become deeper and deeper due to his commuting.
"Go ahead and punch him for me. If I don't contact him, he won't contact me. He never initiates a chat!" Lou Cheng joked.
At the time, life in high school was only depressing and depressing, but after a few months of college, when I recalled the past, I could feel the joy hidden in the heavy study. It was the most youthful period of my life.
Yan Zheke went shopping, chatted, and "tortured" her. It was very hard work, and it took her a long time to reply to Lou Cheng with a "smug smile" expression: "It really is true! They have been healed for two months. If you meet Du Liyu , had the opportunity to help me bully him, and unexpectedly abducted my dear back desk without making a sound!"
"We have a party before class." Lou Cheng had a smirk of "I'll take care of things, don't worry".
"Our class also has one, but I can't go..." Yan Zheke returned Feng Zhong's messy expression.
The two chatted casually, warm and happy, and Lou Cheng stopped by to chat and watch friends' content.
Suddenly, he saw that the head of the office, Zhao Qiang, changed his QQ nickname to "Zejiao", and his signature changed to "Thinking Jianghua".
Uh... Lou Cheng was stunned, and decided to pretend he didn't see it.
He checked the time on his phone, continued to chat with Yan Zheke, waited for some free time, opened the browser, and logged on to the official website of the Phoenix Cup Xiaowusheng Competition to browse the competition reports and follow-up schedule.
In the highlights of the game, he saw his figure, got up with difficulty, and downloaded it with the computer. As for the follow-up schedule, because there are only 103 fighters left, the fourth round of the knockout round tomorrow morning will have One person has a bye, and fifty one battles will be held in five arenas. In the afternoon, twelve warriors will be lucky enough to have a bye to advance and directly participate in the group stage. The remaining forty contestants will fight each other for the fifth round of elimination.
"Two games a day, even if I don't have a bye in the afternoon, for me, the advantage in physical strength will be maximized. If I don't encounter the professional ninth rank, it will not be a problem to enter the group stage. Now only the fourth round is left. "Lou Chengruo thought about it.
This is not a game. The consumption of physical strength is not only reflected in simple attributes, but also leads to a reduction in strength and a slowdown in speed, which is a comprehensive and comprehensive decline.
...
The next day, Lou Cheng still got up at 5:30 and did his daily exercise in a nearby small park.
At 7:20, he returned to the hotel, washed off his sweat, tidied himself up, then picked up his phone and sent Yan Zheke a message:
"morning!"
Almost at the same time, Yan Zheke also sent a message:
"morning!"
There was a tacit understanding and a sudden smile, Lou Cheng only felt that the beginning of the day was so beautiful.
...
In the martial arts arena, Lao Zheng and other spectators entered, came to the big screen, and looked at today's match list.
He subconsciously searched for Lou Cheng's number and name, because there were only fifty-one games, and the corresponding content soon caught his eyes.
"Him? This opponent is not easy to deal with. The service desk recommended his game on the first day." Old Zheng took a deep breath.