The other end of Huaisha City.
At night, the sparse lights in the dark and huge city are like pale yellow fireflies, some light up and some go dark.
Less than 500 meters away from the port, in a building near the road, there is a training room on the fifth floor.
Chen Huan stood in front of the window with a black wooden stick in his hand, looking at the little lights slowly turning on outside, without saying a word.
She tied a ponytail and wore a close-fitting white protective clothing underwear, outlining the tight and slender curves of her body.
"Start practicing sword again"
The door of the training room behind him opened, and Xu Yi walked in with a cup of hot tea.
Unlike Chen Huan, she was wearing black pajamas with loose long hair, and she seemed to have just woken up.
"Well, it's time to compete for the promotion spot, so practice hard." Chen Huan turned around, "Why do you get up so early?"
"I was supposed to open the door, but when I came, I saw that the lights in the practice room were on, so I knew you must have arrived early. Then I came up to take a look."
Xu Yi paused, walked to Chen Huan, pulled a wooden chair and sat down.
"Are you still worried about that Lin Sheng?" She lowered her voice.
"I have to worry. There are only two places in Huaisha City. There are ten teams in total. I'm not in a good state right now, so I can't guarantee that I will be able to secure the second place." Chen Huan replied in a deep voice.
"That's why you practiced extra crazy." Xu Yi asked back. "You think it's useful to practice more"
"" Chen Huan didn't speak.
Xu Yi also stopped talking.
She knew why Chen Huan worked so hard.
Because the National Amateur Swordsmanship League is mainly jointly organized by some wealthy people who are interested in Naxi swordsmanship.
The rich people naturally rely on the generous bonuses to attract the major teams.
As for Huaisha City, as long as they advance to the provincial level, they can get a promotion reward of 50,000 yuan. For Chen Huan, this is an amount that cannot be missed.
Every once in a while, the National Amateur Swordsmanship League is when she gets extra income justifiably and honestly.
It's always been that good. But now Lin Sheng suddenly appeared.
Chen Huan was obviously not sure about beating that guy, so he was under too much pressure. Woke up so early to practice.
"You are like this, be careful with your body."
"It doesn't matter, my own body knows it by itself." Chen Huan shook his head slightly.
Xu Yi sighed, said no more, turned around and walked away slowly with tea.
With a click, the door closed behind him.
She paused for a while, and soon heard the sound of wooden sticks breaking through the practice room behind her.
Sighing again, Xu Yi quickened his pace and went down to the fourth floor. Go back to the building management room.
Her main job is the administrator of the gymnasium, and she usually manages the martial arts center. Responsible for coordinating and renting out practice room business.
Back in the management room, Xu Yi closed the door, quickly picked up the landline phone on the desk, and skillfully dialed a series of numbers.
beep
After the slight sound of electricity clicked, a calm male voice came from the microphone.
"Me." Xu Yi responded, "Today she practiced again, for three days in a row."
There was no sound from the other side.
"I'm a little worried that her injury hasn't healed last time." Xu Yi paused.
I see. The man's answer came over the phone. You continue to watch her for me.
"I know." Xu Yi let out a breath, and only put down the phone when the other party hung up.
"I'm not sick, I'm not sick, really believe me"
Inside the Steelscale clubhouse.
Russell was stuck around the neck by Madelan's hands.
"You are seriously ill and need to be cured," Ma Dilan said loudly with a flushed face. Although he was originally black, the red was not too red.
When Lin Sheng entered the door early in the morning, he saw a few waiters in the club watching the play with suppressed smiles.
Russell and Madelan were entangled together, not knowing what they were doing.
Xia Yin was holding a small mirror to touch up her makeup, and she didn't seem to be interested in it at all.
"what are you doing"