Chapter 8. Smell the Chicken and Dance

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Thursday, September 1st, half past six in the morning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info a beautiful mobile phone ringtone suddenly sounded, melodious, melodious...... It's not that anyone is so bored early in the morning that the call came in, it was Feng Zinan's alarm clock that rang in the morning. Feng Zinan set a fixed alarm clock, which would ring on time at half past six every morning.

Feng Zinan opened his hazy eyes with difficulty, half-squinted and half-closed, and glanced at the window in a daze. In early autumn and September, at half past six in the morning, a faint shallow sunlight reflected in the window.

Feng Zinan's hand moved slightly, moved slightly, with half-squinted and half-closed hazy eyes, confused consciousness, and groping for a while. Finally, I found my phone in the wall of the bed, took it out, and said "It will ring again in 10 minutes", and then casually brushed it to the edge of the bed. Then Feng Zinan's eyes were completely squinted again, his consciousness was completely confused, and he continued to sleep. At this moment, Feng Zinan was sleepy and dying.

Feng Zinan really wants to sleep, I really want to sleep, I really want to sleep for a few more hours, and sleep enough to get a full night's sleep. However, the more Feng Zinan sleeps, the less confused he gets, the less sleepy he gets, and the more he sleeps, the more awake he becomes.

People are that weird. When the alarm clock went off in the first two or three minutes, three or four minutes, Feng Zinan was so sleepy that he didn't want to wake up or want to get up. After three or four minutes, Feng Zinan couldn't sleep, and he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

His mind was full of some dreams that he had not slept well last night, and he was in a daze, and Feng Zinan tried hard to remember it clearly.

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Feng Zinan seems to have dreamed of himself, in college, he is very open and hilarious, very popular and spicy, can call the wind and rain and can be admired by everyone, and the little brother around him can have a big vote.

It seems that I dreamed that I soaked in the most beautiful school flowers in the university, soaked in the beautiful and mature senior sister, and was chased by the cute and delicate school girl.

Feng Zinan seemed to dream that he was in college, and the poor couldn't open the pot, the poor jingled, the poor ate instant noodles, the poor ate white rice, and the poor had no food to eat.

It's like dreaming that it's best to live on the streets, having to go to a part-time job, having to go to the school canteen to help wash dishes and help clean up the tables, having to send couriers to deliver milk, and finally having to be desperate to become a poor ** silk security guard, ouch, which one is miserable......

However, Feng Zinan seemed to dream that he was in the limelight again, and he was fucking a security guard, wearing a skin every day, leading a group of security guards, abducting and deceiving, eating and drinking, and collecting protection money, which was about to catch up with all the five poisons.

The more Feng Zinan tried to remember, the more he wanted to remember clearly, but the dream in his mind became more and more blurred, more and more blurred, more and more blurred, until he couldn't remember anything anymore. The scene in the dream was clear at the time, and the memory was fleeting after waking up.

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Instead, there was a consciousness in his mind slowly urging Feng Zinan to get up, and this consciousness became stronger and stronger, slowly occupying his brain. Finally, this self-urging consciousness to get up became stronger and stronger, and Feng Zinan became more and more irritable. So Feng Zinan got up.

The thoughts in his mind were spinning fast, from the alarm clock ringing to Feng Zinan's struggle to get up, all this was only a few minutes.

couldn't sleep, Feng Zinan simply opened the thin sheet and sat up abruptly. The eyes are neither as full of energy nor as listless, just as the look and spirit are also listless. It seems that Feng Zinan has lost something precious in his life, or Feng Zinan has nothing, and it seems that his life has reached the lowest point, and he will have no food to eat and live on the streets the next moment.

Feng Zinan was silent for thirty seconds, neither meditating nor thinking, and glanced blankly at the small orchard in the back mountain outside the window. Outside the window, the sun began to shine, and a green litchi tree branch and leaves came into view, as if you could still hear the crisp chirping of birds in the morning.

Feng Zinan felt very bored, took the mobile phone he had just skimmed, and turned off the alarm that had not yet sounded "ring again in 10 minutes". If you don't turn it off, the alarm clock will ring again. Then Feng Zinan got out of bed, put on slippers, and really got up.

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Feng Zinan put on a Guangning brand sportswear, and then changed into Guangning brand sneakers, stretching and comforting his arms. Then I came to the backyard patio, turned on the faucet next to the patio and put a handful of cool water in the morning, and simply washed my face, and people were refreshed all of a sudden.

Feng Zinan came to the backyard and started the morning exercise.

In fact, Feng Zinan has a good habit of getting up on time at half past six every day, and he has been urinating like this since he was a child. This is his grandfather's request to Feng Zinan, get up at half past six every morning, follow his grandfather to practice in the morning, and learn martial arts.

Second, this is my father's request to Feng Zinan, my father said that young people should go to bed early and get up early, not stay up late, and not sleep lazy. However, Feng Zinan felt that his father was a teacher, and the teacher's thinking was strange.

In fact, Feng Zinan's willpower is not very firm, and it is common to get up late for more than ten or twenty minutes from time to time. Or that morning was too sleepy and refused to get up directly, which is also a common thing, of course, the occasional grandfather will not say anything.

According to Dad and Grandpa, this morning practice of martial arts is also an old rule that has been handed down by the Feng family for hundreds of years and thousands of years.

At this moment, Feng Zinan's grandfather has been practicing Tai Chi in the backyard leisurely. Feng Zinan thought to himself, this is really embarrassing for grandpa, grandpa rested relatively late last night, and he can still get up on time for morning exercise today. It's really a person who can't be looked at, and people who are old can't be underestimated, the older Jiang gets, the more energetic he is.

Feng Zinan called "grandpa" and practiced on the side. However, Feng Zinan did not practice Tai Chi practiced by his grandfather, but he played his legs and pressed his feet. Feng Zinan's morning exercise likes to start with springing legs and pressing feet, which is also a general warm-up before morning exercise and training begins.

The plan of the day lies in the morning, and Feng Zinan's beautiful day begins with morning exercise.

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