At half past five in the morning, Loucheng woke up naturally, and the night outside the window was like ink, dotted with stars. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Subconsciously, he checked the insulated lunch box and made sure that there was nothing wrong before going to the toilet to relieve the pressure on his bladder, wash his face, and rinse his mouth.

After coming back, he turned on his mobile phone, logged in to QQ, hugged the lunch box again, closed his eyes again, and sat quietly to practice the "condensation pile", seizing every minute and every second.

After more than 20 minutes, the sound of Dididi's news sounded, Lou Cheng took it out and took a look, Yan Zheke said with a struggle expression with a red belt wrapped around his head: "The beautiful person has gotten up!"

This is what I used to say...... He couldn't help laughing, laughed in a low voice, and quickly replied: "I'm the one who got up first!"

After a few words of greeting, Yan Zheke went out for morning exercises, but he kept holding back, and did not disclose the things he brought with the food in advance, surprise surprise, where did he come from?

At 6:13, the bullet train arrived at Songcheng North Station, Lou Cheng carried his luggage, held the lunch box, followed the crowd, moved away from here, the sky outside was slightly bright, and the damp and cold air came to his face.

At this point, there is basically no online car-hailing, and the taxi will think that the old campus of Songcheng University is too close, and it can't make any money, so it refuses to carry people, and the little black car will definitely knock a hard shot, Lou Cheng simply came to the nearby station, waited for a while, and got on the starting bus, which was empty, and he and the driver were no more than five people.

He didn't find a seat, he stood at the back door widely, his feet apart, and he stood still, feeling the start, stop and bump of the vehicle, constantly adjusting his center of gravity, and cultivating the yin and yang pile.

Martial arts in the everyday!

After a few stops, Lou Cheng arrived at the old campus of Songcheng University, arrived at the school bus point familiarly, and waited for the first bus to the new campus.

While waiting, he put his backpack and insulated lunch box in a clean place, took off the down jacket outside, and put it on top, while he was wearing a sweatshirt and casual trousers, like an old man and an old lady doing Tai Chi, soothingly running one move at a time, tempering most parts of his body with practice routines, and ignoring the curious and funny eyes of the few people waiting for the car around him.

Half a year can change people very much, and he no longer has any shyness about practicing martial arts, and he no longer has any lack of confidence for fear of being exposed in front of others.

At 6:40, the first school bus opened on time and headed for the new district in the suburbs.

The clear waves of the Weishui Lake ripple, reflecting the surrounding trees and mountains, and dotted with the reflection of the teaching building with lights, this familiar scene makes Lou Cheng's mood become steady, precipitated and clear, and has a sense of belonging.

In the early morning, the mist was filled, cold and cool, and he faced the spring cold and walked on the pedestrian street where others were in groups of three or five - this point at 7:20 was the final stage of reading aloud and preparing for self-study for many students of Song University.

In the 302 bedroom of the second unit of the seven buildings, Lou Cheng took out the key and opened two doors in a row.

When he entered the small room, Zhao Qiang, Qiu Zhigao and Zhang Jingye were no longer there, things were neatly arranged, and they knew with their toes that they had gone to the cafeteria for breakfast and started a day's self-study career, and in the small bedroom next door, the snoring sound was faintly audible.

"Xiao Ming, this product must have been playing a game with them online for a long time last night......," Lou Cheng smuttered, put down his luggage, opened the insulated lunch box, found scissors, cut the bags one by one, and poured them into different layers that could be taken out.

"It's really lukewarm, just use the microwave to beat it a little...... Marinated quail eggs can't be heated like this, but they can barely be eaten directly...... "He inspected, re-made the insulated lunch box, carried it, and went out with some excitement and some apprehension, came to a cafeteria near the girls' dormitory, found the microwave oven that heated the meals, occupied a place next to it, and patiently waited for Yan Zheke's morning exercise to end.

Waiting, waiting, his mind was rolling, he couldn't calm down, his heart was beating faster, and he was even more nervous than the first time he stepped into the ring.

"What shall I say in a minute?"

"First of all, I just said that I brought glutinous rice cakes and asked her to come over, which is the easiest to bring and the most unintentional......"

"She should be pleasantly surprised when she sees the others, do I have to take the opportunity to say something?"

"Well, what do you say? If she subconsciously asks, 'Do you remember?', she says, 'I remember everything you said,' ......"

"No, classmate Xiao Ming said that before the woman makes the final decision, you can't hint too obviously, that will put pressure on her, make her uncomfortable, and cause the exact opposite effect......"

"Then change the wording and tone, and answer with 'of course I remember what you said', a little bit of a hint is a little ambiguous, but not too obvious......"

"Well, you have to pay attention to your breathing, you can't be too quick and too nervous, you have to be gentle, you have to be calm, you have to be generous......"

......

Lou Cheng's thoughts were rushing, designing different scenes, scrutinizing different dialogues, repeatedly considering, practicing repeatedly, and even taking into account the rhythm of breathing, and when he waited later, he couldn't sit still, stood up, paced back and forth, as if Yan Zheke was standing in front of him, and kept practicing, striving to perform perfectly, leaving the best impression on the girl.

At eight o'clock, Yan Zheke finished practicing in the morning and began to chat with him intermittently.

After confirming that she had taken a shower with hot water, Lou Cheng took a deep breath and "snickered":

"I brought you glutinous rice cakes, come and eat them!"

Yan Zheke covered his mouth with a surprised expression: "You really brought glutinous rice cakes? Hehe, yes, remember Coach Yan and me! It just so happens that I'm hungry, where are you?"

"A cafeteria microwave there. Lou Cheng couldn't help but answer excitedly, and quickly put in the roasted eggplant, steamed beef sandwich cake and glutinous rice cake with his hands and feet, each of them for a short time, and then placed them on the table in the cafeteria one by one, standing behind the food and looking at the entrance.

Knock knock, knock knock, his heart beat like a drum, and the blood kept rushing, rushing into his mind, bringing a slight tremble, and he recalled again what he had just practiced repeatedly.

After a while, there was a shadow of him reminiscing day and night at the entrance recently, Yan Zheke lined with a white sweater, a plain long down jacket, wearing dark jeans, and snow boots, attracting the attention of passers-by.

She stood here, looking around a little confused, looking for traces, her head was slightly crooked, her black hair was draped like a waterfall, so beautiful that she didn't seem to be stained with a little dust, and she saw that Lou Cheng was in a trance, and even forgot her breathing after practice.

Finally, she determined the location of the microwave oven, and also saw Lou Cheng, the corners of her mouth were hooked, she smiled lightly, raised her right hand, made a gesture, and approached quickly.

Lou Cheng hurriedly took two steps and met her at the table.

Yan Zheke's pink lips opened lightly, and he was about to speak, but suddenly saw four delicacies on the table next to him, Lao Liu's roasted eggplant, steamed beef sandwich cake, Wang's glutinous rice cake, marinated quail eggs, and the three slightly bubbling hot air in front of him.

Her mouth was half pouted and half opened, in a lovely O shape, and then she raised her right hand, covered her lips, turned her head to look at the opposite position, shook her long hair, and left only a side face for Lou Cheng, with a pretty nose, a white and red face, her skin seemed to be quite tender, and her long eyelashes hung down, covering her eyes.

After a short silence, she turned her head, her eyes wandered, and she glanced at Lou Cheng, who seemed to have thousands of bright stars hidden inside.

Lou Cheng has always heard that the eyes are the windows of the soul and can see the emotions of others, but at this time, he can only read the surprise and joy in Yan Zheke's eyes, as for the rest, it is complicated and indescribable.

Yan Zheke put down his right hand, lowered his head slightly, and said with a smile:

"You brought them all......"

"Well, I said that I want to repay Coach Yan's great kindness, after all, you are my life mentor. As soon as Lou Cheng blurted out his answer, he couldn't wait to slap himself twice, what are you talking about!

It's completely different from when I practiced it repeatedly!

His head was a little blank, and he felt that his body was stiff and he must not be performing well.

Then, he heard Yan Zheke's chuckle, and saw her pursing her lips and curved eyes, as if he was amused.

Yan Zheke looked sideways to the side again, and said as if nothing had happened:

"You eat with me, I can't hold on to so much, and it won't taste good when it's cold. ”

"Okay!" Lou Cheng was overjoyed, but he hated that the tables and chairs in the cafeteria were fixed together, so that he couldn't play the demeanor of a gentleman pulling out the chairs for girls.

He had just sat down on his buttocks, and suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stood up, and said with chagrin:

"Chopsticks!

I forgot to draw chopsticks!

Now I'm going to deduct points again!

He didn't dare to look at Yan Zheke, and hurriedly ran to the window, and there was a girl's laughter behind him.

Taking the chopsticks, he did a little psychological construction, turned around and returned, only to see Yan Zheke looking at himself with a smile, without the slightest look of disgust and disgust.

Relieved, a smile naturally emerged, he hurried back, handed the chopsticks to the girl, sat opposite her, watched her elegantly pick up a section of eggplant, the white and neat teeth slightly exposed, delicately sipping, black and long thin eyebrows stretched, revealing a little satisfaction, with a different kind of beauty.

Lou Cheng only hated not seeing enough, constantly secretly watching, quietly watching, seizing every opportunity to look, Yan Zheke's joy in the food was like an affirmation of him, which filled him with a strong sense of satisfaction.

Suddenly, Yan Zheke raised his head, his black and white eyes looked at him, and caught his peeking gaze.

Subconsciously, Lou Cheng looked to the side, picked up chopsticks, picked up a pea at random, and stuffed it into his mouth to cover up.

Yan Zheke seemed to have eaten a little hot, his cheeks were slightly red, he lowered his head again, the corners of his mouth outlined a light smile, and said as if talking to himself: "Coach Shi sent an email to all the members of the martial arts club, saying that the martial arts class of this semester will be started on time when the school starts the day after tomorrow, as for the special training, if everyone arrives, it will be tomorrow, and if they don't arrive, it will be the day after tomorrow, waiting for the notice, have you seen it?"

"Huh?" Lou Cheng was at a loss at first, and then came to his senses, "After looking at it, I'm going to talk about the tryouts when the time comes." ”

The remote contact of a holiday made him a little nervous and uncomfortable when he got along with Yan Zheke in real person, and he didn't know how to chat, but fortunately, the other party opened the topic first, and along with the affairs of the martial arts club, he played his true colors when communicating online, so as not to let the atmosphere appear any cold.

Unconsciously, Yan Zheke stopped his chopsticks, and there was only a little residue left in the different layers of lunch boxes in front of him, of course, some of them were Lou Cheng's credit, but he only looked at the girl opposite, intoxicated by her smile, and he didn't know how to eat......

"I eat so much...... Will you gain weight......" Yan Zheke said with some apprehension.

Lou Cheng hurriedly comforted her: "No, you are refining martial arts, you consume a lot, and you should replenish it." ”

Yan Zheke nodded slightly, and glanced at the insulated lunch box: "It works so well? I see that the marinated quail eggs are still warm, not cold." ”

"A little bit better than I expected. If he was praised, Lou Cheng smiled.

After chatting for a while, he assembled the lunch box and sent Yan Zheke back to the dormitory.

The two walked side by side, and wisps of fragrance penetrated Lou Cheng's nose, stirring his soul and making him feel like he was in a fairyland.

I don't know if it's the smell of Yan Zheke's shampoo or her own fragrance...... In all kinds of unstoppable thoughts, he quietly and quietly looked at each other, and saw that Wu Fali was as white as jade, with small and delicate ears, and his mouth was running on a train, gossiping about topics.

Soon, the two arrived at the gate of the three buildings where Yan Zheke was.

Before saying goodbye, Lou Cheng suddenly thought of something, and said tentatively and worriedly: "Didn't I say before that I would invite you to a big dinner to repay your character, when are you free?"

She shouldn't regret it, right...... I think I can make a date......

Yan Zheke looked sideways to the side, pursed his lips and smiled: "Then you have to do a good job, you can't take me to eat badly." ”

Strategy...... Lou Cheng was stunned, and then woke up, the girl agreed!

His mind suddenly buzzed, and his heart surged with joy, and he hurriedly said:

"Okay, okay, I'll do it as soon as possible, no, right away!"

"Okay, I'll go back first, and I have to get a winter vacation investigation report!" Yan Zheke didn't look back, waved his hand, and stepped into the three gates step by step.

Lou Cheng stood outside the door, his heart was restless, and his joy echoed, watching Yan Zheke's back go to the entrance of the unit.

Her hair is in the waistcoat, and the hair quality is so good......

She should be 1.65 meters tall, the proportions are really good, and her legs look long and straight......

......

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw the girl turn around!

This startled him, for fear that the eyes that seemed to be a little "lustful" just now would be discovered.

Seeing his helpless appearance, Yan Zheke's eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he smiled.

There seemed to be a bang in his mind, Lou Cheng looked at it fixedly, and for the first time deeply understood the ancient poem "Looking back and smiling".

It wasn't until the girl disappeared at the entrance of the unit that he came to his senses, excited and restless.

What's next?

Is it possible to take the opportunity to make an appointment in private, seize the scene such as crossing the street, and try to pull a little hand?

He couldn't calm down, and planned to go back quickly to consult Cai Xiaoming, and when he entered the dormitory, before he knocked on the door of the opposite room, he saw Cai Zongming jump out with a black hero towel wrapped around his head.

"What are you doing?" Lou Cheng was startled.

Cai Zongming said "seriously":

"For your strength, I am not convinced!"