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After tossing the grievances and hatreds of the sixteen-year-old boy, Wen Liang devoted himself to physical exercise with great enthusiasm. Although I met the master of the inner boxing in the previous life, it was twenty-five or six years old after graduating from college, the skeleton and body shape have long been fixed, and I practiced hard with the master for a year, and the results were almost none, although this master was exchanged for a few meals with two roast chickens, but the cost performance was still outrageously low. The master once said with regret that if he could start practicing at the age of fifteen or sixteen, he would definitely be able to achieve a small success in ten years, but now, it is still based on entertainment...... The words of kindness brought tears to his face.

Now that he has the opportunity, Wen Liang naturally doesn't want to miss it, he doesn't have any dreams of being a martial arts master, and he also knows that fists can't solve the problem, but if he can avoid the humiliation of that night on the basis of exercising, why not?

Wen Liang according to the memory of the master's teaching, made a detailed schedule, every morning at five o'clock to get up, long-distance running for an hour, half an hour of horse walking, and then lower down to split the legs, and then practice an hour of boxing, in view of the internal boxing effect is too slow, every afternoon to practice taekwondo, this thing looks at the flower boxing embroidered legs, can deal with the average person is enough.

The forgiveness of these things in the previous life is already very proficient, but the current body is too poor, and many movements cannot be done, so there is a process of gradual exercise and familiarization. According to this intensity, Wen Liang estimates that he should be able to preliminarily bid farewell to the appearance of bean sprouts within two months of the summer vacation, although he is not as macho as Mu Shanshan, but at least standing in front of Gu Wenyuan, he will no longer look so thin and obscene.

In this way, maybe we can get closer to each other, right?

Thinking of this, Wen Liang was suddenly shocked, and then he realized that the shadow left by Gu Wenyuan on him, even though he had traveled through two time and space and experienced more than ten years, was still deeply imprinted in his heart, never dissipated, never weakened.

Wen Liang's family lives in the No. 7 family building of the municipal party committee, the house type and location are very ordinary, the only advantage is that there is a small sports field on the west side of the family home, with a small running track, basketball court, single parallel bars, and a rectangular sand pit, which is officially dug at the request of a leader who likes triple jumping. There are many leaders who like sports, but they like such out-of-the-way sports, and even the sixteen-year-old Wen Liang doesn't believe it. And the statement of the roadside club is more reliable: a certain leader looked at feng shui, and it was said that he had nothing to jump and his official position rose by three levels. It turned out that the leader was fooled, and not long after the sand pit was dug, the leader dismounted and did something, and this place became a paradise for the children in the compound.

Wen Liang found six bamboo poles, inserted them in a circle at the six corners of the pool, and then bought six bells to hang on them, standing in the center, kicking forward, kicking, kicking side, hanging kicking, and double flying, with just right and not touching the bell as the standard, first exercise the sensitivity, coordination and control of the body. As for strength and intensity, he has the mental method of internal boxing, so he doesn't need to kick the inch board anymore.

On the first day, Wen Liang immediately fell to the ground tired after running for an hour, and rested for a long time before he could barely stand on the horse, not to mention doing actions in the afternoon, even the kicking was completed with one hand, and what coordination control zhì became a joke, the bell rang non-stop, and there was a messy momentum in the wind.

When I went home at night, Ding Mei, who had always been unkind and grinning, pulled his son to touch his head, measured the temperature and asked for warmth, and asked worriedly for a long time: "Are you okay son?" Today, several neighbors told me, your family forgive me, usually an honest child, today on the small playground kicking and jumping and tossing endlessly, don't have something wrong......"

Wen Liang rolled his eyes, waved his hand and collapsed on the bed, and said angrily: "Mom, add an egg to breakfast tomorrow, this nutrition can't keep up, no matter how good the action is, you can't get out......"

Ding Mei was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

After such a month, Wen forgiveness is unhindered, with extraordinary perseverance to persevere, the original sallow face is tanned, revealing a healthy taste, the weak and docile face with a little calm and resolute, the side is no longer childlike immature, the black eyes are deeply precipitated, reflecting the reflection of the whole world, it seems to be profound, and it seems to be mysterious. His body is slightly taller, although he does not have bulging muscles to fill the façade, but he can have broad shoulders and long legs, which makes the whole body moderately slender.

Wen Liang is still the same teenager more than ten years ago, but he has become more calm and calm; Wen Liang is still the same man more than ten years later, but he is a little more youthful and frivolous. At this time, he is more like fusing the two selves before and after together, indistinguishable from each other.

At noon on this day, the scorching sun, Wen Liang still insisted on kicking his legs in the sand pool, and the bell on the bamboo pole had already been replaced with an inch thick wooden plank, and only one side of the wooden board was tied to the pole, which could not be forced. Wen Liang can't grasp the timing of the momentary force, and often can only kick the plank high, but can't kick it off.

I had just finished doing a set of movements, and suddenly I heard a nice voice next to me: "What are you practicing?" Martial arts? ”

Wen Liang turned his head to see a girl in a white dress standing not far away, her long black hair tied into a ponytail, and her bright eyes were like a layer of mist shrouded in it, and in a slight blink, there was a wave of light flowing, which was clearly visible. Her complexion is very white, her nose is straight, and although her melon seed face is not extremely beautiful, it has a bit of heroic posture in the softness.

It was the hottest time of the day, but where the girl was standing, it seemed to bring a burst of coolness with the breeze.

"Oh, it's not martial arts, it's dance!"

The girl in white chuckled lightly, with obvious disdain in her eyes, "Really?" Don't you want to use this dance to save beauty as a hero? ”

Well?

Wen Liang was taken aback by the girl's directness, in this era, there should be few girls who take the initiative to talk to someone, and they will go deep into the theme of this level when they open their mouths......

But the strange thing is, why does this sentence sound so familiar?

Wen Liang raised his hand in front of his forehead, looked at the girl carefully, seemed to have seen it somewhere, and seemed to have no impression, and gave up after a while. Maybe in every man's heart, beauty should be like this, right?

Don't you want to use this dance to save beauty as a hero?

How is this so familiar?

Seeing Wen Liang staring at herself stupidly, the girl was not angry, she took a few steps forward, and there was a bit of sarcasm in her tone: "I know, boys of your age have a martial arts dream, I hope that one day I can sing with swords, do chivalrous righteousness, and maybe want to have a confidant." I have no intention of hurting your little boy's dreams, but," she lifted her skirt and jumped down, her white and tender calves flashing in front of her eyes, and the swaying summer air became even hotter, "just like this, can you practice peerless martial arts by inserting a few bamboo poles, hanging a few wooden boards, and then jumping around like a frog?" ”

The girl stretched out her slender fingers and pinched the plank, and shook it lightly twice, her expression was serious, so serious that you would think she was talking about a very sacred thing, but her tone was full of teasing, sarcasm, and disdainful sneer, and with the faint smile on her beautiful face, if Wen Forgive was really a sixteen-year-old boy, he would be crazy at this time.

"Well, you have a point, and I think that's stupid. But wouldn't it be sillier to go and jump off a cliff like in TV and novels? Wen Liang's face was sluggish, and if the corners of his mouth happened to drool a little, he would be more like a legendary mentally retarded master.

The girl looked at Wen Liang for a while, suddenly raised her hand and patted her forehead, rolled her eyes helplessly, and the master demeanor she had worked so hard to pretend to be just now suddenly collapsed, and she looked very cute. She muttered in her mouth: "I was wrong, I should have thought that it was so joyful to bounce around in the heat of death, in addition to people with strong personalities, there are idiots......"

Wen Liang almost burst out laughing, the familiar feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger, and asked tentatively: "Listen to the tone of your classmates, do you know martial arts, or are you a master?" ”

When the girl heard this, she immediately came to her senses, raised her head slightly, and said with an arrogant face: "Don't dare to be a master, clean up like you," she raised an index finger and shook it, "One finger is enough!" ”

Wen Liang was in awe, the obscene character of the adult uncle prevailed, and quietly meowed at the girl's skirt, if this beauty came to a backspin kick, the scenery would be ...... Immediately arched his hand and said, "Then let's have a game?" Whoever loses will eat ice cream ......"

The girl pursed her lips and muttered a word "childish", and then said in a very clear voice: "Ten ice bullying!" ”

"Deal!"

The sun overhead is getting hotter and hotter, just like this ignorant youth.

The two stood left and right in the sand pool, and the girl emphasized the rule one last time: whoever falls to the ground first will lose, and he nodded dispensably with meekness, he basically ignored this rule, of course, who pushed whom, didn't he still push? You don't have to pay attention to this kind of thing.

Wen Liang raised his hand, took a wrong step, shifted his center of gravity forward and fell, and his eyes were firmly locked on to his opponent.

The girl in white lifted her left foot lightly, pointed her toes to the ground, stepped back three inches with her right foot, strengthened her waist, raised her right hand into a fist to her chest, put her left hand behind, stretched out her palm, bent her fingers, and then ......

Secretly scratched the ass!

A flash of lightning flashed in Wen Liang's mind, and the fragments that disappeared in his memory were suddenly spliced together, in Beijing before his rebirth, in the taekwondo gym, the style of his legs and turns, and the pretty face that seemed to be angry and angry, after how many light years had passed, in front of him, at this moment, quietly reappeared.

"Xu Yao?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and the stunned expression on her face had already given her a gentle answer.

Xu Yao, this is Xu Yao in high school.

The problem of grabbing your ass before you fight turned out to be a child! Wen Liang stood up, full of emotion.

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