Midnight in the city of L is not like a bustling big city, at this time there are few vehicles passing on the streets, even in the most prosperous areas, there are only occasionally one or two cars, and even then, motorcycles.

A very ordinary-looking white sedan sped by in this quiet and peaceful midnight, and in the car, Wen Qiang said to the back seat of the car while playing the steering wheel, "Sister, we are almost there, how do you get there?" ”

There is also a reason why Xu Mengying will sit in the back, before getting in the car, Xu Mengying vomited once, so Wen Qiang helped her to the back seat of the car, lying down, how can it be more comfortable than sitting.

"Big sister? Eldest sister? As soon as Wen Qiang's steering wheel turned, the speed of the car slowly slowed down, and finally stopped on the side of the road.

After the car stopped, Wen Qiang glanced behind him, and his face immediately became ugly. In the back seat of the car, a girl with a delicate and crimson face was breathing evenly, completely unaware of Wen Qiang calling her, who else could it be besides the drunk Xu Mengying.

What should I do if I fall asleep?

"Sister~"

"Big Sister~"

"Sister Mengying~"

……

No matter what to call it, Xu Mengying still didn't move like a mountain and slept there peacefully, sleeping so peacefully, sleeping so comfortably, but Wen Qiang was uncomfortable!

How about gao now? This is a very realistic question!

Put her in a hotel? Wen Qiang thought about it and quickly vetoed the idea. In the same room, it is impossible, if this is the case, the white will become black, he doesn't care, if Xu Mengying's reputation is bad, his guilt will be great.

If it's not the same room, it's even worse! Although the hotel in L City is not very messy, it is not very formal, if something really happens, Wen Qiang is afraid that he will blame himself for the rest of his life.

Wen Qiang looked at the time, it was already past twelve o'clock, and his face was calm, but he was thinking about whether there was any way to accommodate Xu Mengying.

Calling the fifth girl, Wen Qiang thought about it, but quickly vetoed it. Let's not talk about whether they slept at this time, just because of Zheng Qiqi, Wen Qiang is not suitable to take Xu Mengying to them, what happened that night, Wen Qiang doesn't want to go through it a second time.

As for the others, Wen Qiang never thought about it, with Wen Qiang's current temperament, he would not trouble those who were not familiar with it at all.

"Forget it, it looks like I'll have to sleep on the couch tonight!" In the end, Wen Qiang sighed and decided to take her home, and he was the only one in his house, and there was no room prepared, if Xu Mengying occupied his room, and he would only have the life of sleeping on the sofa.

As soon as the front of the car turned, Wen Qiang changed a direction and headed towards his house.

Because the car is almost invisible now, Wen Qiang drives very fast, and drunk driving is nothing to him at all, so there is no need to worry about safety.

When Wen Qiang appeared at his doorstep, it was already a little closer. And on his back, Xu Mengying still did not show the slightest sign of waking up, because he was afraid that Xu Mengying would fall, Wen Qiang came up with his bow when he went up the stairs, so even when he arrived at the door with Wen Qiang's strength, he was out of breath.

"Huh~" Wen Qiang let out a sigh of relief when he put Xu Mengying on his bed.

More tired than fighting, identification is complete! In fact, there is another reason why he is tired, Wen Qiang dragged her two hands with both hands when he carried her, so he was so tired, he dragged her thighs instead of supporting her thighs or supporting her PP, because he was afraid that Xu Mengying would wake up halfway, if it was fine when she was awake, but if she fell asleep, it would be a little suspicious of taking advantage of others.

After Wen Qiang took off her shoes, he covered her with a quilt again, which was the end of the matter, and it was impossible for Wen Qiang to do anything else for her.

At this time, Wen Qiang did not go out directly, but took the clothes and towels he wanted to change and other things, and then exited the room.

Xu Mengying can drink in front of him, obviously her trust in Wen Qiang has reached a certain level, otherwise with her reserve, she would not drink like this in front of the opposite sex! Xu Mengying trusted him so much, if Wen Qiang didn't have some touch, it would be impossible.

The word trust may be insignificant to others, but for Wen Qiang, an orphan, there are really not many people who can really make him trust, and he can even count it on his fingers, but Xu Mengying's actions tonight made Wen Qiang's heartstrings fluctuate fiercely. People who can trust him like this, Wen Qiang will only trust him more, just like people who care about him, he will only care more!

Wen Qiang didn't mean to go to sleep immediately after closing the door, but went downstairs again, and picked up the guys who were still in the car for fighting, if these things were waiting in the car, even Wen Qiang himself thought about it, I'm afraid only those people in the mixed society would do this!

The knife used by the mouse has been rolled up a few times, if it is convenient next time, I am afraid that I will have to buy a new one, maybe sometimes I can still use it, the knife used by Huang Mao is relatively strong, there seems to be no damage, after putting the two knives in the corner of the study, Wen Qiang took out the nunchuck he made again.

He didn't put the nunchucks back directly, but remembered the scene of fighting with nunchucks in the evening, in the evening, Wen Qiang found his shortcomings when he fought with nunchucks, if it was okay for the students, his nunchucks against them were almost a sweeping scene, but in the evening, Wen Qiang found that his use of nunchucks was almost not skillful.

Wen Qiang can make nunchucks, it's not how powerful or genius he is, he is still an ordinary him, as ordinary as his public face. The reason why he made it was because he spent time, energy, and money to learn from others.

But there is no place to specialize in nunchucks in a small place like L City, and the person who taught him is not very professional, but he can be regarded as bringing him in the door.

The master led the way into the door, and the practice was in the individual. It took a lot of effort for Wen Qiang to use the nunchucks in fights, but the number of times he has used nunchucks in fights since his third year of high school can almost be counted, so he is still a little rusty when he makes it today.

As for the set of Tai Chi boxing handed down from the Tai Chi Gate, Wen Qiang touched the nunchuck for the first time today, but it gave him a different feeling, he found that his skills when using the nunchuck against the enemy can be said to be too superficial, almost equal to nothing!

Tai Chi has a very similar point to nunchucks, both of which pay attention to the trend of strength.

Guwu Taiji will not say, its emphasis on "potential" is relatively strict, whether it is to transform the enemy's "potential" into their own "potential", or to superimpose their own "potential" to form a terrifying destructive power is very particular, with Wen Qiang's current attainments in Taiji, it can only reach the level of "using potential", and there is still some gap from "building momentum".

Today, Wen Qiang discovered when he made the nunchuck, the nunchucks to form a destructive force is to create their own "potential", although he also had some feelings about this before, but it was far less strong than today, Wen Qiang can only attribute it to the fact that this is because of learning Guwu Taiji.

"Woooo

Wen Qiang began to ponder the nunchucks in the living room, and did it when he thought of it, which was something that Wen Qiang had always insisted on, so even though it was almost one o'clock in the morning, Wen Qiang still threw the nunchucks up without hesitation.

Wen Qiang threw the nunchucks as usual, so fast that he could only see a few phantoms, but after less than ten seconds, Wen Qiang frowned, he couldn't find a feeling, he couldn't catch the trend of the nunchucks!

In order to find a feeling, Wen Qiang put the nunchuck aside, held the ball with both hands, squatted slightly, Wen Qiang played Tai Chi, Guwu Tai Chi!

Suddenly, slowly, suddenly, softly, urgently, slowly, lightly, and heavily.

This time to play Tai Chi, Wen Qiang mainly focused on the trend of the action, today using a nunchuck, so that Wen Qiang found his own defects, there are defects, must be made up, this is Wen Qiang's habit, he was like this when he was studying in the past, and now, it is the same.

After beating Tai Chi again, Wen Qiang seemed to have some feelings, but he didn't pick up the nunchucks immediately, but started Tai Chi again, that feeling was too shallow, Wen Qiang felt that kind of artistic conception, but he couldn't catch it, this was far from enough!

Once, twice, three times... Wen Qiang was immersed in the grasp of "potential", and he didn't know how many times he had played Tai Chi, he finally found that feeling and caught him.

At this time, Wen Qiang picked up the nunchucks again. At the beginning, Wen Qiang shook the nunchucks as before, the speed was very fast, and the sound of breaking the air was very sensible both audibly and visually, but Wen Qiang knew that this was flashy things, so in the next moment, the movements in Wen Qiang's hands slowed down, and the frequency of shaking slowed down a little.

"Hiss~" Wen Qiang gasped, he caught that feeling, but it was the first time he used the nunchuck, so he hit himself without the slightest accident, you must know that he has not been hit by the nunchuck he threw for many years!

Although he failed the first time, Wen Qiang was not discouraged, if he could do it once, Wen Qiang would have to doubt whether the feeling he was looking for was right, good things are grinding, Wen Qiang still understands this truth!

Once, twice, three times... Failed? Again! Fall, get up!

Wen Qiang persevered in practicing nunchucks, despite repeated failures, but Wen Qiang was not discouraged, he never felt how smart he was, so he looked at failure relatively lightly.

If you fail once or twice, you can accumulate experience ten times or twenty times, and you can become supernatural a hundred times, two hundred times! Maybe Wen Qiang's ability to be admitted to Zhenhua University is inseparable from his spirit!

At more than three o'clock in the morning, Wen Qiang's face showed a smile, this smile is a smile from the heart, and it is a joy of success!

After the joy, there was endless sleepiness, and he was very tired today, and he didn't feel anything when he was studying things just now, but as soon as that nerve was put down, he felt sleepy. However, although sleepy, Wen Qiang still dragged his tired body to the bathroom and took a shower before falling on the sofa.