"???"
"!"
"Zhao Cheng?!"
Li Liuqing put down the bag in her hand, first pinched her face, then rubbed her eyes, wondering if she was dreaming now.
After some operations, it felt like it was not a dream, and then I realized what I had done, and immediately, suddenly, my face turned redder.
Then, she thought about what she had just said, in public, and she suddenly felt that it would be nice if there was a crack in the ground next to it.
"Monitor."
Zhao Cheng said hello.
This is how he called each other when he was little.
"You...you, I...I still have something else to do. Let's talk...when we have time!"
Li Liuqing stammered, but quickly finished a sentence. Then, she suddenly picked up the bag on the ground and ran outside at a sprint speed of 100 meters. It seemed that there was something urgent.
"Liu Qing is too cute, she is still the same as before, her face turns red at every turn."
Zhao Xiuxiu said.
In fact, the only one who felt embarrassed was Li Liuqing. Her skin was still too thin.
However, the other person was like this when he was a child. It can only be said that nothing has changed after so many years.
"really!"
Zhao Cheng nodded, indeed he didn't feel any changes.
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The day ended quickly.
Zhao Cheng's parents and uncle and aunt cooked dinner together. The food was quite delicious. But while eating, Zhao Manyun suddenly said that on the first day of the new year, friends would come over to play, and they might bring them home.
There is naturally no problem with this matter.
This triggered the emotion of Zhao's father and Zhao's mother, saying that the current Spring Festival is becoming less and less flavorful. In the past, it was not a good idea to travel far away on the first day of the new year.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Not to mention the first day of the Lunar New Year, there are also many people who run away from home on New Year's Eve, especially young people.
In the evening, Zhao Xiaoxiang created a group chat and brought in several friends who used to play together when they were children. Originally, she did not have so many contact information, but Zhao Xiuxiu did.
As a result, there was another lively chat in the group, which felt like a reunion after a long absence.
But in fact, Zhao Cheng can still feel the unfamiliarity brought about by the passage of time.
Afterwards, after some discussion in the group, we decided to have an outdoor barbecue tomorrow to have a small gathering.
As for tools, I have a friend who runs a bed and breakfast and is fully equipped.
Finally, everyone gathered some funds together and the money for materials was settled, so we can start tomorrow.
During this process, Zhao Cheng paddled the whole process, only chiming in at critical moments, but most of his thoughts were focused on deducing the Four Tribulations Heavenly Sword.
He was completely fascinated.
The more you deduce it, the more you realize that the principles of swordsmanship are infinite.
Zhao Cheng had heard before that scientific research was addictive. He didn't quite understand it at the time, but now he understands that it is indeed addictive.
When sleeping at night, Zhao Xiaoxiang and Zhao Manyun were in the same room, and Zhao Cheng and Zhao Dong were in the same room.
Because there were other people in the room, Zhao Cheng's daily sword practice was placed directly in the yard.
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Zhao Manyun and Zhao Dong were amazed at this at first, but after watching it for a while, they felt that Zhao Cheng's swordsmanship seemed to be somewhat powerful, but the specific level was not clear.
So I was just surprised by Zhao Cheng's diligence.
And when Zhao Cheng finished the two simulations and was about to go to bed, Zhao Dong was still playing with his mobile phone.
Zhao Cheng didn't have any idea about this. Zhao Dong's routine was the normal routine of contemporary young people. On the contrary, he was too regular and seemed abnormal.
After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Zhao Cheng took a look at Zhao Dong's complexion and felt that he had just fallen asleep, so he walked out the door quietly.
At this time, it was only five o'clock, and it was still dark.
After Zhao Cheng washed up, he didn't open the door. He jumped over the two-meter-high wall without disturbing anyone.
But it was too early, and he didn't want his family to be disturbed by his sword practice.
When I was in Shonan, the soundproofing of the house was good, but in the courtyard I live in now, even the slightest noise in the courtyard cannot be hidden from the people in the house.
There is a village near my home, more than 100 meters away. In front of it is a large cement field with only some scattered sports equipment. The street lights in that place are turned on all night.
Zhao Cheng touched it directly and saw several old men from the village doing morning exercises there.
This weather, this time, and this age are really amazing.
However, Zhao Cheng thought about the news he had seen before about old ladies in big cities getting up at four in the morning to dance in the square. There seemed to be nothing wrong with the scene in front of him.
Young people play with their mobile phones until midnight to cultivate immortality, but many old people go to bed at eight or nine o'clock and wake up at four or five o'clock in the morning. When they wake up, they cannot sleep.
Several old men who looked familiar to Zhao Cheng but could not name them all had white beards and hair. Under the street lights and the cold air, they really looked a bit fairy-like.
During their morning exercises, they were also practicing swordsmanship, which was also basic swordsmanship, but it was not the version Zhao Cheng was practicing now, but the old version.
Zhao Cheng did not rush to practice swordsmanship, but looked at them for a while and found that after so many years of practice, these old men's swordsmanship was very refined. In terms of single swordsmanship, they were all close to the tenth level.
This is the power of time. Over time, even if the talent is not good, the level of swordsmanship can be improved.
But in actual combat, they may not be able to defeat a young man who has just started swordsmanship but is physically strong.
Qi and blood have declined, and the spirit has begun to fail. No matter how pure the swordsmanship is, it is impossible to upgrade the skill to the lv10 master realm and produce a qualitative change.
When a person gets old, even if he practices hard, it can at most reduce the rate of exhaustion of his blood and spirit. Time can only bring about improvements in skills, but it cannot change the quality of life.
As long as you are human, you will eventually grow old.
Zhao Cheng had such an idea in his heart.
When a person is young, sixteen to twenty-four is the period of fastest progress. Twenty-four to thirty-two is a stage of stability and progress. Generally, the age of thirty-two is the peak. If this At that time, if you were not certified as a swordsman, your future would be slim.
Of course, for Tianjiao, if you don't become a swordsman at twenty-four and become a swordsman at thirty-two, it will be difficult to reach the top in the future.
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After the peak comes the trough, time is so cruel!
Zhao Cheng has changed a lot. These old people did not recognize the child of which family he was. They just looked at him a few more times because of his extraordinary bearing, and then went about their own business. Zhao Cheng could see that, While practicing their swordsmanship, they laughed and talked about health regimens, and the atmosphere was pleasant.
Zhao Cheng, on the other hand, also collected his thoughts and began to practice one move at a time.
