The Flower City at the end of June is hot and humid, and walking in it feels like being in a steamer, which is extremely uncomfortable.
Although Lou Cheng can run the Ice Force to dispel the heat, he can't change the humidity of the surrounding air. He only feels that his skin is sticky and his pores can't "breathe" smoothly. He really wants to find a place to take a cold shower immediately.
"This is a one-story, one-family design, with good privacy protection, and it's not far from our Dragon Tiger Club, about a 20-minute drive away." A long-haired girl in a white shirt, light gray skirt and sandals turned her head. Introduced.
Her name is Auman, and she is the staff member sent by Dragon Tiger Club to welcome Lou Cheng at the airport. Her skin is healthy, her facial features are soft and beautiful, and the corners of her eyes are naturally slightly raised.
"It's okay." Lou Cheng carried his luggage and dragged the trolley case, looked around, nodded slightly, and then followed Auman to swipe his card to enter the stairs, feeling a burst of coolness.
Auman pressed the sixth floor, smiling softly and looking at the well-known Tianjiao:
"The club is responsible for the water, electricity and various expenses here. You don't need to worry about Mr. Lou. If you encounter any problems, you can directly contact the property owner. If the property owner can't solve it, give me a call..."
During the conversation, the elevator stopped on the sixth floor. The area outside the door was not small. There were sofas, round tables, bonsai and other things, like a waiting hall. The decoration style of the room was cold, black, gray, and silver Mainly in other colors, it has a modern industrial atmosphere.
It is more than 200 square meters, with four bedrooms, three bathrooms, a dining room, a living room, and a clean and tidy kitchen. The layout is quite spacious without feeling cramped.
"I live alone, so there's no need to make it so big, right?" Lou Cheng laughed out loud.
He originally thought it was just a two-bedroom apartment of seventy to eighty square meters.
Auman smiled slightly: "Everyone is the same, you can't specialize."
"Everyone?" Lou Cheng's heart moved, and he asked with great interest.
"It's the non-human powerhouses in the 'preparation group' of the club." Auman's eyes turned brightly, and he replied kindly, "However, there are not many people who still live in this community, and some have bought their own houses and moved out. Yes, some are in other cities, following other teams, competing in the second or third tier of professional games, and some are getting older and turning to management, responsible for the club’s related industries. By the way, Mr. Lou, you can drive ?"
"Yes, but I don't have a driver's license." Lou Cheng didn't hide anything.
"Then the driver will pick you up tomorrow morning. At 8:15, the southeast gate, I'll ask him to contact you in advance." Auman just walked to the window and pointed to the artificial garden outside. Hidden place, you don't have to run too far for morning exercises."
"The supporting facilities here are quite complete..." Lou Cheng praised with satisfaction.
"As the top martial arts force in the country, the club still doesn't know your needs? It's all carefully selected!" Auman smiled and stretched out his right hand, "Let's get to know each other again, Auman, who graduated two years ago, Members of the 'Assistant Group' of the Dragon Tiger Club, you can only have special assistants after you are promoted to Waigang, as for now, our 'Assistant Group' is in charge."
Lou Cheng politely stretched out his hand to shake her lightly, and asked thoughtfully:
"In other words, I belong to the club's 'reserve group'?"
"That's right, you are not counted in the 'preparation group' at the moment. There are five strong men, two of whom live in the 'Tiandu Garden'. You can see them tomorrow morning." Auman answered truthfully.
Five non-humans? This is not counting those who went to other teams for actual combat training, and those who are too old and hopeless... The number of inhumans in the Dragon and Tiger Club is terrifying... No wonder the Ice God Sect, Haiximen and others jointly formed the Wuyue Club to barely compete with them ... Lou Cheng was speechless to himself.
Auman introduced other situations. He didn't exclaim in a low voice until a message came in from his mobile phone. He glanced at it and said:
"It's so late..."
The subway is about to stop! So is the bus!
It's all because the plane was delayed for hours!
She looked up again, trying to make her smile natural: "Mr. Lou, it's getting late, you should rest first, if you need anything, you can just ask me on WeChat or call."
"Okay." Lou Cheng was eager for the other party to leave.
Auman left the key, electronic card, etc., waved her hand, and walked towards the door. Just as she opened it, she suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked, "Mr. Lou, we will arrange for cleaning staff to come and clean up regularly. ? How many days do you want, and what time period?"
"Once every two days, even when I'm not around." Lou Cheng thought it over and said.
"Got it." Auman put on his sandals, said goodbye with a smile, and closed the door.
After getting out of the elevator, her reserved steps gradually accelerated, and in the end, she ran even faster in small steps, running like the wind.
Finally, she caught the last subway and found the location.
Ouman let out a long breath, and she relaxed, but after she leaned over and pinched her sore calf a few times, a burst of sadness suddenly surged.
During working hours, there is a car to and fro, and the contacts are all powerful people with extremely high incomes, as if living in a glamorous upper class. After get off work, he is no longer Assistant Ou himself, but squeezes the subway, eats fast food, shares rent with others, and lives in a house. A small space with a bed, a table and a cabinet.
The salary offered by the Dragon Tiger Club for ordinary assistants is not too bad, but in a big city, you can only live and slowly save money...
When will such a life end...
...
In the spacious room, Lou Cheng used his mobile phone to record the surrounding scene and broadcast live to his wife.
"How is it? Isn't it good?" He asked slightly smugly.
On the opposite side of the screen, Yan Zheke, who was dressed in a pretty white exercise suit, put down the milk, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "The layout is okay, but the decoration style is too cold."
"Well, when you come over for the winter vacation, we'll look at the house. In the next five or ten years, you'll probably have to live in Huacheng. Buy it early and have your own home." Lou Cheng was half bewitching and half imaginative. Said.
"Why did you wait for me to come to buy it?" Yan Zheke blinked, dimples looming.
"This kind of thing must be decided by the head of the family!" Lou Cheng replied without hesitation.
This is a lesson learned!
The house at home was finally decided by my father, and my mother was generally satisfied, but nothing is perfect in the world. Whenever this time is, it is the day when my father is nagged.
On the other hand, the decoration basically reflected my mother's intentions. Although she regretted something later, she couldn't find anyone to complain about, so she could only say a few words occasionally.
Yan Zheke didn't understand this detour, she smiled when she heard it, nodded "seriously" and said:
"I'm really worried about your aesthetics!"
"What's wrong with my aesthetics? My little fairy is so pretty!" Lou Cheng hit the snake on the stick and said love words skillfully.
"You're a fool who thinks a thousand times!" Yan Zheke pursed her lips, turned her head and looked to the side.
"Mr. Ke Xiaoke, do you think that a wise man must make mistakes if he thinks about it?" Lou Cheng smiled and said from the underworld.
Yan Zheke looked around, saw Aunt Du went to the garage, raised her chin, refused to cooperate and said:
"No, my brother Cheng Zi is so awesome~!"
I have good eyesight!
I am a wise man who will not make mistakes!
Lou Cheng smiled when he heard it, and after a few words of flirting, he turned to say: "I heard from the assistant just now that the club specially assigned me a chef who cooks Xingzhou dishes, and I can be there sooner or later in the future. Eat, you don’t have to be busy when you come back.”
"Hey, don't you like cooking?" Yan Zheke covered her mouth and sniggered.
"What I like is cooking with little fairies." Lou Cheng chuckled, "If it's just me, I'll cook for two hours, wash dishes for half an hour, and eat for only ten minutes. What a waste!"
"That's right..." Yan Zheke nodded in agreement.
Before she finished speaking, she turned her eyes and blurted out:
"You eat so much, how can ten minutes be enough? You liar!"
"..." Lou Cheng was speechless for a moment, and it took him a long time to reply, "I'll just use an analogy... to understand the spirit, to understand the spirit..."
At this time, Aunt Du came in and urged the girl to change clothes. Yan Zheke hurriedly drank the last sip of milk, ended the video, and walked up to the second floor lightly.
She didn't have class in the morning, but she had to go to the classroom to discuss the group report at ten o'clock, and Lou Cheng called his mother, reported the situation of the residence, washed up and lay down on the bed.
"I'm in Huacheng!" Before going to bed, he sent a message to Fat Jiang.
This fellow is studying at university in Huacheng, Guangnan!
"I'm back to Xiushan!" Jiang Fei replied with a "sneaky smile", "I'm just kidding, I'm just waiting for you to come over and treat me to a good meal. When will I make an appointment? I'll get a high-speed rail ticket the day after tomorrow?"
"We'll talk about it tomorrow. I haven't reported for duty yet, so I don't know the club's arrangements." Lou Cheng didn't promise casually.
After finishing the chat, he said good night to Yan Zheke. He locked the screen of his phone and plunged the master bedroom into darkness. There was complete silence all around. The dim light came in from the window, bringing both peace and loneliness.
It's not that Lou Cheng has never been to other places before, but apart from Xiushan and Songcheng, he knew clearly in his heart that it was only a short stay and he would leave soon.
But this time, I will take root here, germinate here, and grow here, and I will belong to this city in the next five, ten, and twenty years.
Lacking a sense of belonging and a long future, Lou Cheng felt somewhat sad and melancholy, full of unreality.
This is my "hometown" for the rest of my life
He had a similar feeling the night he first arrived in Songcheng, but there was more than one person in the dormitory, the excitement quickly diluted everything, and now there was only himself.
Alone in a foreign land as a stranger.
...
In the early morning of the next day, Lou Cheng got up on time, went to the specially isolated field, and found a relatively secluded place to exercise.
At 8:10, he put on an ordinary backpack and came to the southeast gate of "Tiandu Garden". He saw the silver-gray commercial vehicle that came to pick him up, and Auman, who was waiting at the door with obvious bags under his eyes.
This commercial vehicle has a very spacious space, with two rows facing each other, each with a table, separated by a small refrigerator and a bar.
A man and a woman were already sitting opposite, their gazes swept over Lou Cheng as if substantively.
"Let me introduce you. From now on, you will be teammates in the 'preparation group'." Auman said with a bright smile.