At 6:30 the next morning, Wen Ruian went downstairs. He originally thought He Tianran was still sleeping, but he didn't expect that this kid had already washed his face in the bathroom of the boxing gym and put on the sportswear he had kept in the boxing gym. Ready to go out for a run.
"Is your kid okay with your injury?"
"It'll be fine if you run slower. If you run faster, your chest will hurt."
"Okay, let's go."
So, the old master, who was also dressed in sportswear, took his apprentice out to exercise.
When Wen Liang left last night, she specifically asked He Tianran to get up early. Her father had been exercising for almost twenty years, and he could do it regardless of rain or shine every day, so he didn't like young people who were lazy and slept in all day long.
In fact, this goes without saying. After all, Brother Tianran’s current lifestyle is still very healthy.
In the park in Chenguang Xiwei, the big one and the small one were running in circles. This was not the first time He Tianran ran with his master. When he lived in a nearby apartment, he would often meet Wen Ruian jogging in the park, so If he had to say that he had a good impression, it would have been made a long time ago. On the contrary, Wen Liang said that he should not sleep in. He had never seen him once during his morning jog.
"Ever since this girl entered high school, she has become much lazier. She doesn't even listen to you. She can't even wake up in the morning. Is she also that lazy in school?"
Today, Wen Ruian finally solved He Tianran's question and asked.
"No, they have early talent in the acting department. They got up around this time and were practicing their lines in the back of the school. I guess they went home and rarely slept in."
He Tianran panted, kept on his feet, and said a kind word to his girlfriend. He suddenly became curious about the strength gap between himself and Wen Liang, so he asked:
"Master, did Wen Liang learn boxing from you since childhood?"
"Have you been beaten by her?"
"Well, her fists are quite heavy. If we really fight, I don't know if I can beat her..."
Wen Ruian said seriously: "If you guys really get into a fight, I'll knock you down first without her taking action."
He Tianran carefully explained: "How can it be possible? I was beaten unilaterally. I'm just a little curious now..."
"As for her, she only practices boxing now and then, and has slacked off a lot. She practiced a lot when she was a child, from the age of four to sixteen. Many movements have become habits. You have only been practicing for a year, and you only come every week. A few times, my level is definitely not comparable to hers, it’s just that I’m a little stronger than her. If you really get on the four-corner stage, if you can win one of the three games, it’s all because of her.”
"..."
He Tianran had a dark look on his face. Is this Master just bragging, or is he really that bad?
"But Xiaohe, you also have an advantage. You are very flexible and your reaction ability is the best I have ever seen. Your hand is injured now, but you can also take the opportunity to practice your steps. Come with me."
"……ah?"
Wen Ruian, who was leading the pack, changed direction, and the two of them ran to the foot of a sycamore tree. Under the thick branches that sprouted out, two strips of cloth were artificially hung. The teacher took out two 10KG bags from an inconspicuous corner under the tree. The kettlebells were wrapped with cloth strips. It looked like he came here often to practice and had everything prepared.
He pushed his hands back and forth, and the two kettlebells hanging in the air began to swing like a swing. When the collision came, he suddenly bowed and turned his head, quickly dodged, and then put his hands on his chest, swinging He performed a series of boxing stances, including jabs, hooks, straight punches, and swing punches. When the kettlebell returned from behind him, he seemed to have eyes on the back of his head and turned his head to avoid it again. It looked thrilling and exciting.
"Come on, Xiao He, come and try. Pay attention to your steps and breathing, and don't mess up."
Wen Ruian demonstrated several times before retreating, giving up his position and saying to He Tianran.
"I??"
This training looked dangerous, and He Tianran felt scared, but he still didn't dare to disobey and stepped forward.
"Don't underestimate yourself. Most people start with one kettlebell. I think you can use two. As long as you are focused enough, there is no problem in avoiding it."
It's easy to dodge, but at the same time, you have to maintain a boxing stance to punch, and your feet have to continue to move, which is a bit at a loss.
Just kidding, this kettlebell is made of iron. It weighs 10KG and has the inertia of the swing. If it hits the face at once, will it stun the person directly?
If this is really the case, can I still keep my handsome face?
He Tianran felt anxious and uneasy.
"Come on, get ready."
Wen Ruian walked to the opposite side of He Tianran, holding the kettlebell in both hands, and after giving a warning, he pushed hard!
"Fuck!"
Looking at the two iron lumps that collided with each other at high speed, He Tianran was horrified. His legs almost gave out. How could he dare to be distracted? He could only start the training in a panic, and his movements were completely different from what Master Wen had just demonstrated. The smoothness and beauty of the time.
Hey, Master is not training his own reaction. He is clearly trying to kill himself!
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An hour and a half later, the energetic master returned home with his exhausted apprentice.
Wen's mother had gotten up early. She was spreading chive and egg pancakes in the kitchen. She took the soy milk and fried dough sticks that He Tianran bought from outside. Looking at the two men sweating profusely, she smiled and asked them to go first. Go to the bathroom and wash up before going out to eat.
Since He Tianran's hands were still bandaged, it was troublesome to take a bath, so he could only wipe them with a clean towel. When he came out, he happened to see Wen Liang, sleepy-eyed, wearing a white pajamas, walking out of the bedroom without a face. .
The two looked at each other, and the next second, Wen Liang closed the door again with a bang.
He Tianran was very confused. There was nothing wrong with her dress. What was going on?
"Stop sleeping and come out to eat."
Mother Wen at the dinner table shouted towards her room.
"Right away, ten minutes!"
In the room, there was a warm and angry cry. A moment later, the girl appeared again. Good guy, her hair, which looked messy just now, had been tied up and her clothes had been changed. However, she walked in a hurry and went into the bathroom again.
"I asked you to eat, but I didn't ask you to go out on the street. Please pay attention to the time."
"Oh, I know...Mom, where did you put my facial cleanser?"
"Didn't you take the school with you?"
"No! I kept a bottle at home! Ah, I found it!"
"Do you want me to bring in the foundation, lipstick, etc.?"
"Ouch!! No need!!"
The mother and daughter had a conversation through the door, while the two men ate in silence, not daring to speak.
After a few more minutes, Wen Liang finally wiped away the dejected look after waking up. She walked out of the bathroom with a fair and rosy face. She looked at the three people on the table. She thought about it and finally sat down. Next to mother.
"Eat~"
Wen Liang was happily preparing to use chopsticks when his cheek was suddenly rubbed by her mother beside her.
"What are you doing, Mom?"
Mother Wen looked at her fingers and said with a smile: "Ah, I didn't put on foundation, that's good. Xiao He, you can rest assured, she is just like her usual self now. Master, I didn't lie to you."
Hearing this, He Tianran, who was drinking soy milk, almost choked.
What kind of fun is this?
He saw Wen Liang's vicious gaze directed at him instantly. He Tianran lowered his head and muttered:
"Eat, eat..."
At this time, fortunately Wen Ruian said: "Of course, what are your plans later."
"I will probably go to the nearby Yuehui Mall in the morning. There is a guitar store there. I am friends with the owner. I have something to tell him. Isn't there a boxing class in the afternoon? I will go back after the class. It’s school.”
He Tianran used the fork specially prepared for him by Wen's mother, soaked the fried dough sticks in soy milk until soft, and put them in his mouth.
Wen Ruian nodded and looked at each other silently with his wife. Wen Liang remained calm at the side, thinking in his mind that he would go with He Tianran later.
"A Liang, please help me lead the children's boxing class in the morning."
"ah?"
"Ah, what? Naturally, I am more diligent than you now. If you don't move any more, you will almost forget all your basic skills. I will drive your car for maintenance in the morning and you will take my place."
"……Oh, good."
Girls don't dare to be too presumptuous in front of their father, so let's just let their weekend date plans go to waste. Anyway, they still have a lot of time when they go back to school.
The whole family ate breakfast happily, and after helping to clean up the dishes, He Tianran decided to go out, but after a second thought, he suddenly said:
"Um...Master and Master, I...can I take a photo with you?"
Wen Ruian, who was sitting on the sofa making tea, was stunned when he heard this. Mother Wen, who was wiping the table, also stopped moving. Only Wen Liang next to her understood his thoughts and said with joy:
"Yes, yes, this is a rare opportunity, let's take a photo together~"
The girl pulled her mother, who was arranging her hair, to sit next to her father. The old man laughed dumbly when he saw this, but had no intention of refusing.
He Tianran approached, found a suitable position, took out his newly bought mobile phone and raised it high. After his girlfriend arranged for her parents, she took one step or two with her hands behind her back, and silently came to his side as if she was hiding her ears.
"Click."
The camera lens freezes this heartwarming moment. In the picture, the husband is sitting tall and straight, facing the camera. The wife beside him is smiling and holding his hand. The sunny boy is baring his teeth at the camera, looking cute and cute. The girl pretended to be cold, and made a big "V" with her right hand at the corner of her eye and eyebrow.
There is no doubt that everyone in the photo is happy at this moment.
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"Are you sure you want to delete your photos?"
In the library of City University of Hong Kong, the morning sun pours on the ground through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Cao Aiqing is sitting in a sunny place, with her long, beautiful black hair shining like golden threads under the soft light.
At this moment, her swan neck, as white as snow, was hanging slightly, and her elegant temperament contained a certain amount of coldness and a certain amount of alienation. Sitting there, she became a holy painting, so beautiful that others did not dare to approach. , for fear of breaking this tranquility and beauty.
Her eyes were fixed on the screen of her mobile phone.
This is the last photo related to her and He Tianran.
The content of the picture is very monotonous, there are no characters, and there are no details. It is just two hands holding together, like a casual shot on weekdays.
But it was this photo that made her gaze stay the longest. Maybe this photo had a different meaning to her?
However, this is no longer important.
She moved her slender fingers and clicked on the "Yes" option. The phone made a "whoosh" sound and was then put aside.
"Cao, classmate Cao."
Beside her, someone suddenly called out slightly. Cao Aiqing turned her beautiful eyes. After seeing the person clearly, she responded with a smile:
"Guo Huai, we meet again."
(End of chapter)
