Looking at a table of items, Guan Lang hesitated.

"What kind of greeting gift, so polite, if your aunt knows that I accept it, she will definitely talk to me again. Guan Lang sighed, and the figure of his mother came to mind.

Moreover, the key is that he doesn't need the meeting gift from his little cousin, he hasn't even used cleanser, let alone other skin care products.

“......”

Wu Yazhen didn't speak, just stared at Guan Lang with eyes like torches, as if he was ready to keep staring at it if he didn't accept it.

Guan Lang touched his chin.

"Then let's take it first, as a return gift, and take you out for a big dinner in the evening. ”

......

Guan Lang's first impression of his little cousin was very good, he was well-dressed and polite, the only thing that made him a little uncomfortable was that the other party was a little too polite.

Now sitting on the sofa, Guan Lang, who is racking his brains to think about the topic, thinks even more.

The two sat on the couch.

Wu Yazhen was sitting precariously, with two small hands on her knees, her delicate face was full of seriousness, revealing a hint of coldness.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Guan Lang was also a little restless for a while. I want to say something, but I don't have a good topic.

"Do you want something to drink? I'll go to the fridge and get it for you." Guan Lang asked softly.

"No need ......"

Wu Yazhen, who just wanted to politely refuse, didn't finish her words, but saw that her cousin had already gotten up and was about to walk towards the kitchen, and after staring at Guan Lang in the air for two seconds, she hesitated: "Then... Milk bar. ”

"Hmm" Guan Lang listened, turned around and went to the kitchen to bring out two cartons of milk.

A box of chilly yogurt was placed on the table in front of my little cousin.

Guan Lang sat back opposite, and he didn't know what to talk about for a while.

He's just not very good at finding topics, especially people who don't know him too well.

Guan Lang suddenly realized the benefits of TV, if there was a TV now, he could open a variety show or a recent hit TV series at will, and the two would not be so embarrassed as they are now if they pretended to watch TV.

glanced at the little cousin opposite, but he was very calm and lowered his head to bite the straw and suck the milk, looking very serious, although even if he was just drinking yogurt, he was also solemn.

Guan Lang took advantage of the opportunity for the other party to bow his head, and also quietly looked at the other party.

She is the kind of girl who gives people a very good first impression, and her temperament is a little cold, but she will not give people the arrogance of rejecting people. Wear a pair of neat little white shoes and ankles.

Blue bib pants and a khaki striped shirt on top.

He wears thin-framed round glasses, has a delicate nose, and has long eyelashes hanging down.

The facial features are exquisite, but unfortunately I don't like to laugh very much, otherwise I should be a big beauty.

It's not tall, but it gives people a good spirit.

This embarrassing moment also reminded Guan Lang of when he was a child, and the topics that those relatives who had an estranged relationship with him during the New Year's holidays were always the same, such as how many points he scored in the final exam, how his academic performance was, and how much he grew taller after not seeing him for a year. He used to be most tired of this kind of meaningless conversation, but now he can understand it.

I really don't know each other at all, and there is no common topic, but it seems rusty to sit and not speak.

He didn't know if his cousin liked to chase stars, or to watch dramas, or to listen to songs and watch animations, so Guan Lang had to follow the practice of those "relatives".

"Cousin, how are your grades, what university are you going to go to?" Guan Lang touched his nose, and he finally lived the most hated appearance before.

Hearing Guan Lang's voice break the silence, Wu Yazhen, who hesitated to go back to the room or continue to sit here in a daze, was stunned for a moment.

"My grades weren't very good, my head was stupid, and I had to memorize a lot of things many times to remember. Wu Yazhen said a little ashamed.

After listening to her words, Guan Lang was about to comfort and encourage her with the example of his luck in the college entrance examination and being admitted to Tiannan University, but before he could say anything, he heard his cousin's next words.

"The university I want to be admitted to is Tiannan University, but I still have to work hard, the teacher said that with my current grades, I can only choose some of the top majors to enter Tiannan University, like my cousin's ace major architecture, I should not be able to get in. Wu Yazhen's little face was slightly frustrated.

Guan Lang's expression was a little exciting, well, it turned out to be a modest scholar.

His grades are now stable above the admission line of Tiannan University, which is better than when he was in his third year of high school.

You must know that when he was in his third year of high school, he never thought that he would be admitted to Tiannan University, even the major with the lowest score line was a cut off.

Maybe that's what makes it good. Guan Lang sighed in his heart.

......

In the evening, while the car had not yet been returned to Gao Qianhe, Guan Lang took Wu Yazhen to a good old stone pot fish shop.

Maybe it's because they've been together for a day and become familiar with each other, and the two of them are gradually able to chat a few words at the dinner table.

Although it was still an awkward conversation, it was much better than having nothing to say at the beginning.

It's also reassuring to get acquainted with each other in this way.

After eating, back to the apartment room, Guan Lang opened the system panel.

Looking at the two choices on the martial arts panel, Guan Lang fell into hesitation.

This is the way he searched for half a day yesterday to be able to meet the system standards.

On the left is a professional book on parkour, and on the right is a track and field training book.

The system also gives an approximate effect of the improvement based on the two options.

The improved body style obtained by the parkour improvement on the left focuses on flexibility and adaptability, and the improved body obtained by the track and field book improvement on the right focuses on long-distance running and speed.

Guan Lang thought about it for a long time, and finally chose to improve the track and field training books first.

After all, don't the martial arts novels I used to read always say that, martial arts in the world are only fast and unbreakable.

It's better to focus on speed first, and it's always good to run fast when you encounter any accidents.

As for the other parkour improvement method, if you have enough energy, you can spend internal force to improve and learn, of course, there is another option is to wait until the internal force is enough, and then fuse the two body methods and take the best of both.

However, in a short period of time, there should be no internal force to learn a new body method, after all, every day of martial arts training, body training needs to consume a lot of internal force.

After choosing the body method, Guan Lang put all the internal force in his body into the option of improving the body method.

The internal force required to improve the track and field training book is three years of skill, and the limit can only be entered once a day, and it only takes three days to upgrade successfully.

Guan Lang looked at the progress bar that filled one-third of it and smiled. This is probably his easiest weekly quest to date.

In the next room, Wu Yazhen, who was sitting at the desk, put down the signature pen in his hand and snapped the diary in his hand shut.

Leaning forward, the whole person relaxed on the table, Wu Yazhen cast her eyes out the window, the stars were dotted in the cold night, and the city skyline in the distance seemed to be flashing reassuring lights.