Standing on the slope of the mine pit, facing the quiet night sky in the west, the dark and crimson beast city is behind, the starlight on the sky in the Donglin region is so dim, it is like an infinite layer of yarn, shrouding the top of the atmosphere. In such a dimly lit environment, Xu Le's blurred figure was constantly twisting and stretching, following certain predetermined routines, probing his feet, twisting his waist, sinking, punching, turning his wrists, Elbow...
Feng Yu watched calmly beside him without saying a word. It has been more than a year, and the teenager has memorized this set of movements thoroughly, and there is no mistake, not even the angle where the fingertips are dragged down diagonally.
This seemingly uncomplicated set of movements obviously cannot be regarded as gymnastics, because the routine is a little loose, and the movements are too slow, more like a dance. The problem is that compared with the famous performers of Shanglin Song and Dance Troupe, this kind of dance is too stiff.
Raw is not jerky, but raw and cooked. Xu Le's movements have a bloody, unbaked feeling of bones and bones that are extremely difficult to chew.
It's not rigid, but the tempered plexiglass used as the blade surface in the operating room, and it's like the endless stones under the turf of Donglin Star.
This "hard" dance is broken down into roughly ten movements, each of which steps out in opposite directions. When Xu Le finally retracted the stepped right foot and squatted up in a strange posture, this set of actions was not completely finished.
It doesn't look complicated, and the amount of exercise is not very large, but Xu Le's face has been covered with a layer of hot steam, and a blush seeps under the night sky in Donglin Region. Sweat soaked through the back of his clothes and dripped down the corners of the tight vest. It can be seen that just such a short time of action made him put so much energy.
Xu Le breathed slowly, unable to speak for a long time. The boy's thin body originally seemed to be full of hidden strength at the moment, and the lines were very beautiful. I don't know what this body will look like when he is fully grown in a few years.
Remaining silent is not only because of tiredness, but also because the more than 600 muscles in the body are completely occupied by the feeling of soreness, making Xu Le unwilling to move even a little finger. Every myofibril seemed to be breathing, expanding, and rubbing at the moment—like metal rubbing against china stone, and it was painfully painful to the teeth.
After the grief, there was a completely spontaneous tremor, which seemed to rise from the depths of Xu Le's heart, following the path of the muscles and nerves and those connective tissues, and kept spreading out to the surroundings, all the way like a drum, Vibrating every tiny body of his body, the exposed skin began to protrude into small protrusions, and then disappeared, as if there was an invisible force sliding on his skin.
The trousers began to tremble on the windless night, masking the fact that his legs were trembling.
Xu Le didn't understand why the silky muscles would heat up on their own, creating the illusion of friction, let alone because the human body's myofibrils were originally composed of two filamentous proteins that were tangled together. Of course, he wouldn't know why these muscles trembled, what they meant, and what they were used for... He just kept in mind what the repair shop owner said, he must keep these pains in his heart, and he must take this path of soreness and trembling in mind. record.
After changing out of sweaty clothes, taking a shower, Xu Le, who was refreshed and refreshed, climbed above the mine again with his head down, and sat weakly beside Feng Yu. Like a serious illness. Feng Yu ignored him, just casually looking at the crystal screen on his lap, a faint blue light flooded his face, making the repair shop owner's face a bit cold and feminine.
"It's impossible to confirm whether Bao Longtao recognized me on the intranet." Xu Le said wearily. Just a glance, the familiar light blue interface, let the young man know that the boss secretly invaded the federal police system again today. These two people have already checked all the inside information of the governor's office and the police station.
The person who can invade the official intranet system is certainly not a simple person, but this seemingly ordinary repair shop owner has occasionally brought this kind of surprise to Xu Le in the past two years, so he is not very surprised, anyway, not surprise.
Sometimes Xu Le would also guess what the boss made a big mistake in the army that year, so that a talent like this would also be a deserter. In the past two years, he has always had an unreal feeling that he has encountered a cow-fork character who is hidden in the market. It is too similar to the scene performed in a movie or TV series, which is really unbelievable.
The teenager didn't want to inquire about the boss's past. On the one hand, it was because he was really not interested. He just wanted to learn about mechanics. Sometimes, he was wary and afraid of Uncle Feng Yu's mystery. On the other hand, it is because Xu Le is very good at looking at people - in addition to the calmness that Feng Yu admires most, the life of an orphan has given Xu Le the ability to observe words and feelings. He knows that the repair shop owner next to him may seem harmless, but in fact, he has But there is a cold tone that no one can erase.
In other words, Xu Le knew that Uncle Feng Yu was a ruthless and cold-blooded person, and he didn't want to risk his life.
"The news and production departments of Hexi State TV Station are working together. It seems that the regional committee and the people behind the governor will also fight." Feng Yu looked at the words and pictures flashing on the crystal screen and said with a smile: "Bao Longtao At this time, I can't take care of myself, how can I think of you as a little orphan."
If ordinary people hear this conversation between the two, they will probably think that the two men from the repair shop promoting the Bell Tower Street parade will hide a great political conspiracy. However, Xu Le knew that the middle-aged men beside him had no interest in these upper-level things at all, and they were only small people themselves.
The familiar music sounded, and the face of the familiar purple-haired girl on the screen appeared on the crystal screen. The middle-aged and the teenager sitting on the hillside stopped at the same time, and started the most important leisure activity every night, accompanied by bursts of saliva and admiration.
Under the extremely pale reddish background night sky, those invisible radio waves, signals, and radio frequency are constantly crossing and shuttling, and the invisible lines eventually become pictures of different colors, entering thousands of households in Donglin Region. It has entered the eyes of countless people and enriched their dreams.
A dark red line streaked across the night sky, with a faint roaring sound, probably due to fewer and fewer half-space patrols in the military region. A few wild black cats, digging around in the natural rock tunnel under the electronic fence, ignoring the first charter of mankind as nothing, gathered in the direction of the abandoned mine, happily searching for the food scraps left by the two humans. .
There was a wild cat with a few strands of beef in his mouth, raised his head suspiciously, and looked at the two figures above the mine, who were together but still alone.
In another corner of the city, a group of orphans who are still alone together are walking silently and murderously on the road of slashing people. Li Wei, the leader, put his hand in his pocket and held the Metal rods that give him strong confidence.