"Brother Zhao, is this here?" Sitting in a car, a young girl who looked to be in her twenties, was holding her laptop tightly with one hand, holding her glasses with the other, in the carriage that was constantly shaking violently, looking around, there was no way, Brother Zhao next to her was obviously not very good at driving such a road, almost the first pit had to be walked through, of course, in addition to technical problems, his eyes also had some problems. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"That's what the address says, so there's nothing wrong with that. Quietly glanced at the girl sitting next to him, Brother Zhao said with some embarrassment, but looking at the undulating mountains and rivers, it is indeed very terrifying, and it can be regarded as taking more care of his overtime career, hearing Brother Zhao's words, the girl here has no choice, sighed, can only try to maintain balance, and looking at the girl's appearance of being strangled out by the seat belt, Brother Zhao also changed his posture and sat and continued to drive.

But no matter how powerful he is, from the entrance of the village to Zheng Wenzhe's home, there is really not much far.

When the car stopped, the girl sitting in the co-pilot couldn't help but let out a sigh, and then opened the car door and walked down a little swaying, on the other hand, Brother Zhao, after seeing the girl's appearance, just smiled covertly, and then opened the car door to show concern, looking at Brother Zhao's appearance, the girl waved her hand, took two deep breaths and signaled that she was fine.

After sorting out her thoughts, the girl raised her head, re-got her glasses, and after seeing the small courtyard in front of her, she walked forward, and Brother Zhao on this side also walked in.

"Papapapa!" but as soon as they walked in, a crisp blow came into the ears of the two men.

In the eyes of the two of them, in a room with a closed door in the distance, a group of big men were training there, and one of them was brandishing his fist gloves and attacking the heavy sandbag in front of him like crazy.

Others may have some rhythm when they hit the sandbag, hit a few times, stop a few times, but this person is like crazy, the punches are all heavy blows, and the punches are fast, each blow of the sandbag will shake back, but before it swings back, it is punched again.

Such hormonal training, neither Brother Zhao nor this girl has ever seen it, and they can't help but have some blindness for a while, but this kind of play is naturally impossible to last long, about ten seconds later, the big man over there readjusted the boxing rest, and saw the big man readjust the boxing fight, although she didn't know much about this, but the girl still walked up and wanted to open the door of training, she didn't come to see the training.

"What are you doing? There's training inside, what's the matter with you?" Just as the girl was about to push open the door, a soft female voice came from the side, and then the two looked over and saw a girl who didn't look very old, sitting in the shade of a tree in the distance, playing with dumbbells with her hands and talking to them.

"Ah, that little pot friend, my name is Luo Yan, and the car director asked me to come over and write a script for a story. Looking at this little girl, the girl took the initiative to come over and say to her.

"Oh, I've heard Uncle say that there seems to be such a thing, you guys wait a minute, there's still fifteen minutes of training on Uncle's side. Pointing to the hall where she was training, the little girl said indifferently.

This little girl is none other than Little Peach, and the person who trains in it is Zheng Wenzhe.

Zheng Wenzhe naturally knew about the car director sending someone to write the script, but even if the car director came in person, Zheng Wenzhe's training would not be interrupted, this was the iron law of his training.

"Ah, that's it, okay......" Hearing the girl's words, Luo Yan on this side pushed her glasses and chuckled, and then followed the girl's gaze and sat on the two chairs in the distance.

As the temperature is getting higher and higher, Zheng Wenzhe has to turn on the air conditioner during training, but in addition to the training time, he is still reluctant to turn on this thing at other times, including when eating, so he has set up a lot of chairs in the yard, and sits here to rest and eat when he is not training.

Looking at Zheng Wenzhe, who began to practice kicking in the training room, Luo Yan looked at the little peach beside her.

"May I ask, who is Mr. Zheng?" After looking around the people in the training ground, she didn't recognize who the legendary Mr. Zheng was, because in her eyes, these people didn't look like storytellers.

"Well, that's the one kicking the punching bag. After struggling, Little Peach signaled to the person who had just finished punching and started kicking the sandbag.

"He's not going to be a joke for us, don't you think such a guy looks like a storyteller. Looking at the guy who could kick the sandbag through a closed door, Brother Zhao, the driver next to him, couldn't help but say with some amusement.

"Cut, isn't it just a story, uncle will know a lot. Glancing at this Brother Zhao, Xiao Taozi said disdainfully, these days, if there is anyone who has a relationship with whom by leaps and bounds, it must be Zheng Wenzhe and Xiao Taozi.

Zheng Wenzhe trains, she also trains, Zheng Wenzhe eats, she also eats, although the amount of food is much smaller than Zheng Wenzhe, Zheng Wenzhe went to run in the morning, she also ran, she was tired of running, she dug clams and razor clams on the beach, it can be said that these days, the little peach is Zheng Wenzhe's little tail, even Coach Yue They are used to her existence.

Including what she wants to train every day now, it was also specially formulated for her when Coach Yue went back, and she may have practiced really well because of her beliefs.

"It's not that I look down on him, you said that if he fights, it really seems like that, but it's a matter of the literary circle, hehe. Listening to Xiao Taozi's words, Brother Zhao's face showed a trace of disdain, anyway, he didn't believe that this guy could have any talent.

"Cut, who do you look down on, does NZG know? If they want to release a new song, they have to come to the uncle to ask for it, a story, that's still a thing. Glancing at Brother Zhao over there, Little Peach pouted lightly.

"NZG?" Hearing this name, Brother Zhao didn't believe it at all, who didn't know that there was a creative talent in NZG, Zheng Wenya, and she still used Zheng Wenzhe, and Luo Yan was a little curious.

Looking at the appearance of the little peach, it doesn't seem like he is lying, is this guy who seems to have developed limbs not have a simple mind?