Chapter 87: This style of painting is not quite right
"So, what are we going to do now?"
Suning asked sadly.
"Well, so be it, from the morning, you jog, run to xxx university, run back, and then go to the gym and find the number three fitness trainer ......."
Mo Chuchen listed the preliminary plan.
If you want to deal with the wild system and supernatural events, the weak physique of the Son of Luck must not be able to fight, so the first step is to get moving!.
Listening to this, Suning doubted that he would die on the way to jogging.
xxx University and his house are an hour's walk, and his physique, which usually gets sick at every turn, can he really do it?.
Early the next morning, Suning was shouted by Mo Chuchen at five o'clock.
Suning, who was half-asleep and half-awake, walked out of the building, and as soon as the cold wind blew, he suddenly woke up and ran against the cold wind.
At first, jogging was nothing, but as time passed, Suning began to feel tired, and his steps were like a piece of iron tied to him, and it was difficult to move.
Just when he felt a faint pain in his heart, he vaguely saw a white streamer sink into his palm.
Then the cool sensation spreads from the palms of the hands, sweeping away the fatigue and pain.
Suning was a little curious about what that streamer was, but when he looked back at the ghost of the hospital gown floating behind him, he still dismissed the idea of asking.
He really didn't dare to ask casually.
After running a step, Suning went to school, because Mo Chuchen chose this time to observe the situation in the small world, so Suning soon found that Mo Chuchen was not staring at him during class.
After discovering this, Suning almost cheered.
He had never loved school as much as he did now, although he didn't know why the so-called spirit behind him hadn't been following him all the time.
[I'm afraid this son of luck is stupid? 】
The small system floated on Suning's head, bored thinking, when it arrived at Suning's house with the host yesterday, he had been poured down by a drink with ingredients, but fortunately, the host made some accidents in time to wake up the Su family.
Now, Su Ming should be dying of frustration, right? Obviously calculated things, but the result was an accident like that.
"Suning, today I want five points each for bread, drinks, and spicy strips."
As soon as the bell rang for the end of class, the quiet classroom immediately boiled, and the tall male classmate came to Suning, slapped the money on the table, and left regardless of whether Suning agreed or not.
Suning skillfully picked up the money and ran in the direction of the commissary.
There is a distance between the school building and the commissary, and students who are good at running can always buy snacks in ten minutes.
But Suning can't, it takes him ten minutes to go back and forth, plus shopping, the time limit is usually exceeded.
Actually, he doesn't like this kind of errand, but who made some classmates take a fancy to Suning's thinness and use him as an errand tool.
Suning didn't tell his family about these things, and he didn't know what he should say.
Telling his mother will only make his mother worry plainly, telling his father that he is actually very afraid of facing his father, and he only thinks that if it weren't for his birth, his father would be very good to his cheap brother now, and if that was the case, his cheap brother probably wouldn't be as hostile to him as he is now, right?
Suning ran to the commissary as best he did as he usually would, and after hurriedly selecting the goods, he hurriedly ran back.
This time, as soon as he stepped into the classroom with his front foot, the class bell rang with his back foot.
"The old class has five minutes to get to the battlefield."
"Hurry up and eat it!"
Several male classmates laughed and snatched the plastic bag in Suning's hand and divided the snacks cleanly.
Suning sat back in his place, he stared at the front with a strange face, and his eyes were a little floating.
Suning, who finished running an errand, was shocked to find that he ran down like this, except for a little wheezing, his hands and feet were not as sore as before.
In the evening, after school, the sunset shone obliquely on a corner of the classroom, and the students on duty began to take brooms and divide their own cleaning areas.
As soon as Suning packed his schoolbag, as soon as he turned around, he saw that the miserable white face was a stone's throw away from him, the slender eyelashes on the miserable white face were distinct, and the eyes were extraordinarily deep.
With a "bang", Suning stumbled in fright and sat back in his chair.
"Why are you so easily startled?."
The ghost in the hospital gown crouched on the table, his chin in one hand, his eyes blinking, a faint smile on his face, he looked so dazzling in the setting sun.
"Why are you here? No one else can see you?. ”
Suning nervously looked left and right, and he soon noticed that it seemed that none of the students except himself had noticed the existence of the ghost of the hospital gown.
The classmates laughed and scolded each other, and some of them passed by in front of Suning, but none of them knew that there was an abnormal existence in the classroom.
"As I said, you are a rare psychic physique, and no one else can see me except you."
Mo Chuchen's words made Suning feel that his three views exploded.
"Why didn't I find me so special before?"
Suning didn't feel that he was really special, before he encountered a supernatural event, his life could be said to have no supernatural events at all, let alone a ghost to supervise his movement.
"Do you think you could have seen that I was a ghost if it hadn't been for the previous events?"
Mo Chuchen asked rhetorically, he was not in a translucent state now.
"Uh......." Suning was silent, to be honest, if it weren't for his preconceived notions, he really wouldn't be able to see the difference between Mo Chuchen and humans.
Without much small talk, Mo Chuchen quickly urged Suning to go to the gym to apply for a membership card.
The "Castle Fitness" chosen by Mo Chuchen is a relatively famous gym in the local area, and Suning just stood outside the glass door of the gym and saw no less than five brothers with strange painting styles walking through the gym hall.
After sneakily observing for more than ten minutes, Suning finally mustered up the courage to walk into the hall.
He expressed his intentions to the front desk customer service, and to his surprise, the customer service in blue overalls did not use vicious words like an unscrupulous salesman because of Suning's thinness.
That kind of sales pitch that attacks pain points will indeed make some irrational people buy things, but it is definitely not quality to do so, and there will be no repeat customers.
Contrary to the unscrupulous salesman's approach, the customer service of this "Castle Fitness" took out the membership package of their gym with great professionalism, and seriously analyzed which package was suitable for Suning to open in his situation, with a soft voice and no trace of attack, as far as Suning's physique, she just tactfully expressed her concern.
In the end, under the recommendation of customer service, Suning chose the moderately priced 381 fitness set.
This set is mostly aimed at some customers who are not in good health, and there will also be a dietitian to guide the daily diet.
There is also a free café, internet café, and sauna in the gym, so you can go there with your membership card when you don't have a gym.
After two hours of understanding and familiarizing himself with the environment, even if he spent so much money, Suning was happy in his heart.
He liked the atmosphere of the gym very much, unlike in the class, where he always played the role of a tool man: not like home, which always gave him the feeling that he was a drag in the family.