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Everyone wants to see a miracle happen. After all, although Zhang Yang's weight has broken the world record, it is only one kilogram more.
The two young men adding weight plates also looked eager to try. It seemed that as long as Zhang Yang nodded, they would immediately run over and add weight plates.
Zhang Yang looked around, and suddenly, he saw a worried face, that of Liu Biao. Liu Biao's body was turning like a bug bite in his stomach, and his eyes looked pitifully at Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile. Seeing this guy's aggrieved look, it was time for him to show off his power.
"Liu Biao, come here!" Zhang Yang waved his hand gently.
"Ah... Hehe... It's coming, it's coming..." Liu Biao was overjoyed and stepped forward with an air of a hero who could not be better than me.
"Actually, those world records really don't count. Among the people, there are countless people who can break those so-called world records, but many people are too lazy to participate in those competitions. Of course, some people have no chance. , some people are even more disdainful. For example, my partner is disdainful. I can definitely say that he is the well-deserved strongest man in the world. No matter what competition it is, as long as it is a record linked to strength, he All can be easily broken, of course, including the world record for weightlifting...!" Everyone then remembered Liu Biao's performance just now, and couldn't help but gasp, and they almost forgot about this strongman who used the barbell as a straw.
When the two young men saw Mr. Zhou nodding, they quickly added weights.
"Jiajia, damn, this is so little, plus..."
"More!"
"Well, be braver and move faster. Keep going, keep going!"
Under Liu Biao's urging, the two young men also took the risk and kept adding weight. Anyway, they saw the same barbell plates hanging on both sides of the bar, and they didn't even bother to look at the weight.
at this time. Everyone's eyes were extremely dull. Looking at Liu Biao's triumphant expression was like looking at a gorilla. Although everyone knew that Liu Biao was very strong, adding barbell plates was not such an addition. Now, people were astonished. , people have forgotten how much weight is added to the barbell plate. In short, all the barbell plates have been added, and the larger ones have been replaced with smaller ones. No one knows how much they weigh, but everyone can see that this is no longer a weight that humans can lift.
Many people's eyes turned from surprise to ridicule. Finally, it turned into contempt.
No one believed that Liu Biao could lift this level of barbell.
There is no way anyone in this world can lift it.
At least, that's what most people here think. This has broken the limits of the human body and even broken the imagination of ordinary people.
Finally, the weight plates were added, and the remaining weights were small ones weighing several kilograms each. There was no way to add them. The two young men adding weight plates were so exhausted that they were covered in sweat. His head became wet, and his whole body felt like he was fished out of water. Changing the barbell plates was not an easy task. If Liu Biao was like this during international competitions, it would be difficult to change the barbell plates. Everyone will be exhausted...
"Young Master Zhou, I see you are a cheerful person. We made a bet. If I lift this barbell, you will cash in the gold I started betting. Of course. It's better to add a little bit..." Liu Biao chuckled. Well, he is a person who never lets go of any financial opportunity.
"Okay, as long as you raise it, I will give you a cash check of five hundred thousand immediately!"
Without thinking, Mr. Zhou motioned to the young man in leather clothes and leather trousers to fetch the hanging clothes. Get out your checkbook. Immediately signed a cash check for half a million.
For him, winning or losing half a million doesn't matter. Even if it's just to watch a person lift such a heavy barbell, it's worth paying half a million.
In fact, this is not a bet, this five hundred thousand is purely a reward.
"Anyone else?"
Liu Biao looked around the crowd with a smile. Looking at the expression, Zhang Yang couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. He quickly wiped his face with a towel to cover up his embarrassment. Now Liu Biao was like a charlatan who was showing off his skills.
"Brother Biao, come on, if you lift it up, I will reward you with a hundred thousand!" Wang Yan smiled brightly. She was a person who was afraid of chaos in the world and immediately responded to Liu Biao's call.
"I'm fifty thousand!"
"I have one hundred thousand!"
"I... twenty thousand..."
Everyone looked at each other, stunned for a moment, and then reported some data with the mentality of buying tickets. Some simply threw the check on the coffee table, and some just threw the cash on it. After seeing someone taking the lead, they all threw cash and checks on the coffee table. In just two minutes, there was a mountain of banknotes and several checks piled up on the coffee table. After all, there were a lot of people here...
"Hahaha... I deserve my uncle Biao's wealth. ***, Aze, hurry up and find someone to pack up the money. You are not allowed to keep it for yourself. We will divide the money after I lift this thing..."
"Ahem... Okay, Brother Biao, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on you..." Seeing some people's eyes falling on him, Aze, who was standing next to the coffee table, quickly took a step back, his face flushed. .
Compared with Liu Biao's shamelessness, both Zhang Yang and Aze were defeated.
"Brother Biao, it's getting late. The general is still waiting for us. You'd better get started!" Zhang Yang sighed.
"Okay, let's show off!"
Liu Biao rolled up his sleeves and didn't do anything. He bent his waist, squatted with his legs, and grabbed the barbell with both hands. He just accumulated a little strength and said "Hey!" and said, "Hey!" The weight of the barbell was unknown. It was lifted to the chest, with almost no pause, the barbell was raised directly to the top of the head.
"How is it?" Liu Biao raised the barbell and turned around in a circle before speaking, with a proud expression.
Everyone looked at Liu Biao, who was walking freely on the field with a barbell, with their mouths wide open and disbelief on their faces. They were so surprised that their eyes almost fell out.
Incredible!
It’s incredible!
I have never seen a weightlifter who can move freely around the field while lifting a barbell, and it is extremely easy. Of course, there are probably not many people in the world who can talk while holding a barbell...
"But... it's okay...!"
After a long silence, Zhou Shao, who looked shocked, stammered out a sentence. At this time, Liu Biao had been lifting for at least more than a minute. Looking at his relaxed and natural look, it would be no problem to lift for an hour.
Just when everyone thought Liu Biao would put down the barbell, a strange scene occurred. Liu Biao gently lowered the barbell from his head. Then carefully put it on the ground...
"Hey, it's not good if you don't break the flowers and plants..." Liu Biao said a little embarrassed when he saw everyone staring at him dumbfounded.
As the saying goes, laymen only watch the fun, and experts watch the door. Anyone who knows a little bit about the principles of mechanics will know that slowly lowering the barbell is much more difficult than lifting the barbell. In the end, it requires twice the strength, because. When you lift it up, it's about explosive power, but when you put it down, it's not a matter of explosive power...
Everyone looked at Liu Biao with a trace of fear and fear in their eyes. No one could know the strength of this big guy. Of course, if people here knew that Liu Biao alone could defeat a steel-armored beast weighing several tons. If you run away, you won't feel weird.
The group of people following Mr. Zhou couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, he didn't do anything when there was a conflict. Otherwise, a slight scratch from this guy would definitely be a serious injury. When the strength reaches such a terrifying level, even an ordinary chair can cause fatal injuries, and even more serious injuries. What's more, Liu Biao was holding a barbell in his hand at the time. If that thing came into contact, he would definitely be killed or disabled.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you all for supporting me. I'll see you next time if I have a chance. I'll buy the order here... Oh,... I guess you don't have to pay the bill. Hehe, I saved another sum... "
After Liu Biao put down the barbell, he happily ran to the coffee table, took off his coat, and wrapped up the money and checks. His greedy look made Zhang Yang have the urge to beat him up.
"Young Master Zhou. See you again by fate. I want to give you a word. It's a blessing in disguise!" Zhang Yang smiled and gestured to everyone.
"Understood. See you later. Today, I, Zhou, am convinced that I lost!"
Young Master Zhou endured the pain and stood up. He cupped his fists to bid farewell to Zhang Yang, looking quite magnanimous.
The two of them didn't know that after this separation, they didn't meet until two years later. At that time, Mr. Zhou had completely lost his arrogance and sharpness, and was replaced by stability and kindness. Of course, at that time, Mr. Zhou He is already a local official in a remote mountainous area. He has made outstanding achievements and won the support of the local people...
Everyone bid farewell for a while. Now, Zhang Yang has become a person of equal status in their minds.
First of all, Zhang Yang's ability is obvious to all. Although it is only Slok and weightlifting, it can be seen from Zhang Yang's demeanor that he is proficient in far more than these two. Secondly, it goes without saying that Zhang Yang's background can be seen. Needless to say, Wang Yan has always been at Zhang Yang's side. It seems that they have no hope of becoming Yan's son-in-law. Also, everyone can see that the relationship between General and Zhang Yang is not simple.
Sure enough, the general was waiting for them at the door.
"Get rich?" The general smiled when he saw Liu Biao wearing underwear and carrying the banknotes in his coat.
"Yeah, yeah, I made a little money. If the general needs any activities, just ask me. Liu Biao will be arranged by me. Of course, I will also accompany you throughout the whole process..."
The general was stunned. Liu Biao's words made him lose his temper.
"Let's go, let's talk somewhere else." The general glanced at this carefree big man and could only surrender and walk away, first heading towards a car outside.
At this time, Zhang Yang and the others discovered that there were people in military uniforms standing outside, including some in black suits. The entire club had been tightly controlled.
Xuelian and Wang Yan were taken to another car. Zhang Yang, the three of them and the general got into a commercial vehicle. The commercial vehicle had military plates. Obviously, it was a vehicle for the army.
When the convoy drove out of the big iron gate, Zhang Yang immediately discovered that the car in which Wang Yan and Xuelian were riding left in the other direction.
"General, them?" Zhang Yang looked back, but he hadn't said anything to Wang Yan yet. He always felt that there seemed to be a little gap between them. Although Zhang Yang could not find the reason, the gap was obvious, which made Zhang Yang very uncomfortable. He really wanted to find a chance to talk to Wang Yan alone, hoping to find the crux of the problem.
"We are talking about men's problems!" the general said calmly.
Zhang Yang shut up immediately.
There was silence for a while in the car. The general didn't seem to want to talk anymore. He closed his eyes and rested. The car got better for a while in the capital. Zhang Yang didn't bother to look at it. Anyway, he knew nothing about the buildings and geographical environment of Beijing. Remembering is in vain.
If you want to remember the road, you must first know the direction, then remember a few landmark buildings, and finally, remember all the intersections and even some alleys, of course. Some historical buildings are even more important to remember.
Zhang Yang is both unfamiliar and familiar with Beijing. He knows the Great Wall, the Forbidden City, the People's Republic of China, Zhongnanhai, and the names of many places of interest. However, he doesn't know which location or which road can get there closest. Everything is blank in his mind...
Finally, the convoy stopped next to a low building in the night. The building was quite old. There were some withered yellow vines on the walls, which made it look very old. However, it was very clean. Although the windows were made of wood. Yes, but. They are all well maintained, with bright paint and clean glass. The paths from getting off the car to entering the building are very particular, and the cobblestones are very white. The size is just right too.
The guard gate has dispersed. Guards were at every corner, and they couldn't be seen at all in the darkness. Those vehicles also left shortly after...
The house is very spacious, and it does not have antique furniture as Zhang Yang imagined. Although it is very old, it is definitely not the kind of ancient times, but the kind of oldness of the 1980s, just like the movies of the 1980s, with monotonous colors and furniture. It's bulky, and even the curtains are made of fabric with a bamboo pattern, which looks very rustic.
An Eight Immortals table, with a dim light bulb hanging above the table. Above the light bulb, there is a white magnetic cover, a typical lamp of the 1980s.
A guard has already brought a boiling water bottle over, and four white teacups have been prepared on the Eight Immortals table. The teacups are of the highest quality. The purple sand cups are a bit like large wine glasses, not the kind with lids.
The general took his seat first, and the three of them also took their seats one after another. The guard poured the boiling water on, and immediately, an intoxicating aroma of tea rose in the air.
"How's it going?" The general asked, squinting his eyes and lowering his head, gently smelling the fragrance overflowing from the cup.
"Good tea!" Zhang Yang smelled the gentle but elegant fragrance carefully. This is indeed good tea. Zhang Yang still has some research on tea ceremony. Basically, people who like calligraphy are interested in tea, wine and poetry. They have certain hobbies, and they have a lot in common.
"This tea has no name, haha. Moreover, there are no tea leaves in the place where this tea is produced. Eighteen years ago, someone planted some seeds with them, and they grew tenaciously in that place that was not suitable for tea trees. Worldly things Impermanence, things are impermanent... Who knew that tea trees could actually grow in that stormy sea area, haha, things are impermanent... "
The general looked at the night sky outside the window with his deep eyes, and sighed softly, as if recalling endless past events.
"No wonder the fragrance of this tea is light but extremely long. It turns out that it grew on an isolated island in the ocean with strong winds and waves. Presumably, the tea tree suffered from the wind and waves every day and developed a persevering character. The growing tea leaves also The taste is long and fragrant!" Zhang Yang took a sip and found that the tea was slightly different from the tea he had drunk before.
"Haha, you do have some skills. Rumor has it that you were a geek when you were in school. You studied calligraphy deeply but didn't write. You learned a lot about chess but didn't play. You studied tea ceremony but didn't drink. You spent all day in the dormitory..."
"That... cough... cough..." Zhang Yang just took a sip of tea and almost spit it out. His face turned red. The scar was exposed again. This time, the one who exposed the scar was actually a general, which made Zhang Yang feel ashamed. It feels like one mistake will lead to eternal regret!
"Pfft... ah... Brother Bing, I'm sorry... hahahaha..."
Unfortunately, Zhang Yang couldn't hold back the spray, but Liu Biao couldn't help it. He turned his head and sprayed it on the guard next to him. The guard looked at the clothes soaked by the spray depressedly. He didn't understand what was so funny about this.
"Haha, don't be embarrassed. Men are all good. It's just that some people can control it, and some people can't. Everyone has evil thoughts in their heart. Your hobbies are far from enough. If you are not evil, otherwise, the school will not give you a punishment such as expulsion and detention for probation." The general said with a smile.
"That's that, that's..." Zhang Yang didn't know what to say and could only nod perfunctorily. Even if he didn't agree with him, it was impossible to refute the general's words.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang's heart suddenly shook. He was proficient in tea ceremony, calligraphy, and Go. Not many people in the school knew about this. Why did the general know
It's not surprising if he knows calligraphy. After all, Zhang Yang took calligraphy classes when he was bored at school and showed off his skills. However, almost no one knew about tea ceremony and Go. Why did the general know about it
If the general paid attention to him, he should have paid attention to him after the explosion. After all, the explosion was very mysterious and there might be some secret hidden in it. It was natural to notice him, but even if he paid attention, he would not notice him. What happened before the explosion,
Could it be that, before the explosion occurred, all his affairs had already fallen into the eyes of the general
Zhang Yang's heart palpitated for a while. It seemed that he was enveloped in a huge net while he was reading, and he didn't even notice it.
"When you come to Beijing this time, you should come to me with something!" The general was drinking tea and did not notice the fleeting change on Zhang Yang's face.
"Yes, Japan's Taiga sent you a war post, but the war post has been lost, so I can only convey it verbally. Yamato invites you to meet during the Qingming Festival." Zhang Yang collected his emotions and said.
"Well, I have enough time. I heard that your calligraphy is good. Can you copy the words on Yamato's post?" the general asked after bowing his head and being silent for a while.
"It's a bit difficult..." Zhang Yang hesitated a little. Dahe's battle sticker actually had the word "war" on the surface. Although it was a simple word, it was filled with overflowing murderous aura. One person could bring out the murderous aura. Entering calligraphy can give people a shocking feeling, which is definitely not what he can do.
"Well, give it a try, this is very important!" The general waved his hand gently, indicating to the guard to get the paper.
Zhang Yang nodded. He also wanted to know if he could write that kind of momentum and that murderous aura.
Soon, the guards prepared pens, inks, paper and inkstones. It seemed that there was no ready-made ink here.
Zhang Yang politely refused the guards to polish ink and did it himself. Polishing ink is also a technical job that requires a lot of patience and some meticulous skills. The ink produced is of the highest quality. If you don't have a good calligraphy work, If the ink is of the highest quality, then it will be of the lower quality.
Of course, there is another most important reason. Zhang Yang needs to gather energy. If he wants to write the murderous spirit of Dahe, it is obviously impossible without the help of "The Long Road to Immortality". (Quanben Novel Website www.QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO.com)