Chen Ying, a fourth-year college student interning at a media network company, has a very simple and boring job, typing information into the computer every day, from 9 a.m. to 6 p.m. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This kind of life is very tiring, monotonous like a bowl of clear soup.

She gets up at seven o'clock every day, washes up for 20 minutes and then leaves, squeezes into the bus, and stands in the crowded car for more than an hour to get to the company, and her boyfriend is the same, the two of them know each other and fall in love in college until they come out to work.

Chen Ying and her boyfriend huddled into a small single room for their dreams.

Six twenty.

Chen Ying looked at the watch of the Taobao miscellaneous brand in her hand, sighed softly, lifted her hair, and revealed a rather delicate face.

She wants to rely on her own ability to have a foothold in Yunhai City, but the reality is very cruel, her boyfriend's salary plus her own is only enough to live every month, and it is very difficult to buy clothes.

"Hey, are you off work?" Enen, waiting for ......the bus, Chen Ying picked up her boyfriend's call, said a few words and ended the call, put the phone in her bag, and stared blankly at the road in front of her.

A car slowly passed.

There were a lot of people at the bus stop, and she couldn't help frowning, thinking about waiting for the crowded and narrow bus, and sighed helplessly in her heart.

"Buzz~Buzz~"

A low engine sound, the beast roaring!

Pedestrians on both sides of the road and at the bus stop stopped to look, and the sound seemed to have a magical effect, and for a while the busy road seemed to be quiet.

Chen Ying looked up and saw that it was a dark black sports car, standing on the road!

Exaggerated shapes, eye-catching logos, and a low and muffled voice, she looked from the front of the car to the driver's seat. Although she doesn't understand cars, she can also feel the dignity, grace and luxury of the car in front of her!

The dark black roadster drove forward little by little, and at six o'clock in the evening it was the time of the traffic jam.

Chen Ying held her breath and breathed carefully, because there were only two lanes of traffic, and it was the evening rush hour, and the dark convertible sports car slowly moved forward, stopping in front of her in the congested traffic.

She suddenly didn't dare to look at it, and when she stepped into society, she understood the difficulty of owning a sports car, and the car in front of her was by no means an ordinary sports car.

"Hoo ......"

Chen Ying breathed carefully, and finally couldn't help but raise his gaze, and couldn't help but stroke his hair under nervousness, and then he froze......

In front of her, a young man was sitting leisurely in the main pilot, and the co-pilot, a white-haired, energetic "old man" was talking to the young man.

Her mind exploded.

Chen Ying was dizzy, her brain was blank, that young man was younger than me, Chen Ying's countless thoughts flashed, and finally converged into one: If he is my boyfriend, how good would it be?

...............

Yunhai City Railway Station.

"Master, then I'll go first, the train at seven o'clock, it's too late. Fang Cheng carried his schoolbag, held the suitcase, smiled and waved his hand to Old Man Lu, and prepared to leave.

Old man Lu snorted, nodded, and said, "Although I went home for the New Year, I can't be lazy." You can't practice martial arts for three days to fish and dry your nets for two days, you know?"

Fang Cheng nodded, along the way, Old Man Lu seemed to have turned into an educational fighter and kept bombing.

"Go, go. ”

Old man Lu finally smiled, and watched lightly as Fang Cheng took out his ID card and bullet train ticket, and walked into the ticket gate until he could no longer see it.

"This stinky boy is a good apprentice. Old man Lu's eyes were full of satisfaction and self-satisfaction, Fang Cheng's character and martial arts progress, he saw it in his eyes, just saying that Fang Cheng's performance in his house in the past few days made him deeply recognize this cheap apprentice.

Wash the dishes and chopsticks, clean up the housework, sweep and mop the floor every day.

There are disciples like this, and he is very relieved.

Fang Cheng walked into the waiting hall and found the number of trains he took on the screen.

"Checking in?"

Fang Cheng's eyes stared, and when he looked around, he saw the ticket gate of the train going home, which was actually at the innermost side of the waiting hall, and he secretly sneered, "It's really bad luck." ”

Then, he stuffed the mobile phone in the trouser pocket of his jeans on the left side, lifted the suitcase, carried his school bag, and walked like a fly!

Some of the passengers waiting for the train looked at Fang Cheng in surprise.

Carrying a big suitcase and carrying a school bag, can you still run so fast?

However, in the current era of martial arts craze, there are even people who climb a few hundred meters of commercial buildings with their bare hands, and these passengers have just glanced at it a few times, and their surprises flashed, and they didn't pay too much attention.

"Whew!"

Fang Cheng gasped slightly, he finally walked to the bullet train carriage with his luggage, put his suitcase and schoolbag on the luggage rack above the seat, and sat on the seat.

Belle?

Fang Cheng's eyes swept around.

The ticket seat he booked was okay, a double seat, he sat outside, and there was a handsome girl sitting inside, although she was without makeup, she had a taste of hibiscus.

It's just that after his crush on Chen Wenting withered and died, Fang Cheng devoted himself to martial arts, and he only secretly praised the beauty in his heart.

If it were my former self, I would have felt a little restless sitting here.

Fang Cheng closed his eyes, and a faint thought flew in his heart: Now that he has the strength of the early stage of the professional level, no, according to the master, he should be regarded as a strong person in the early stage of the professional level.

With strength, self-confidence, there is confidence.

Fang Cheng savored the change in his mentality.

At this moment, he sat in his seat, and he really determined his transformation, and there was a sense of stability and solidity after flying from the air and falling to the ground.

It's not a dream, it's reality.

"Hey, buddy. ”

Fang Cheng's seat was on the right side of the carriage, and he opened his eyes and looked at the source of the sound faintly.

Across the middle passage of the carriage, a delicate boy on the left was looking at Fang Cheng with a smile on his face.

This is little fresh meat?

Looking at the white and delicate face in front of him, Fang Cheng nodded, not knowing what was going on with this little fresh meat.

The little fresh meat boy smiled, his face flushed as if he was a little embarrassed, and said, "Dude, this is my classmate, we are together, see if you can change seats." ”

After speaking, the little fresh meat boy pointed to the plain girl in Fang Cheng's seat.

Fang Cheng didn't agree immediately, but turned his head to look at the girl without makeup beside him, with an inquiry in his eyes, and after seeing the girl without makeup nodding, Fang Cheng smiled slightly and stood up.

"Thank you, thank you, buddy. ”

The corners of the little fresh meat boy's mouth drew a happy smile, and the other party thanked him for a while.

"It's fine. Fang Cheng waved his hand, now his interest in martial arts was far greater than the urge to have a girlfriend.

The little fresh meat boy sat on Fang Cheng's seat, laughed and chatted with the girl without makeup, the two talked and laughed, and they seemed to be a good match.

Fang Cheng continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

"Strength: 2.2, Dexterity: 0.6, Spirit: 0.9, Elemental Energy: 12. ”

Power 2.2 should barely be able to reach the threshold of the professional level, and then it is a stable professional level! Power 2.2 to 2.5 should correspond to the professional level, and 2.6 to 2.9 correspond to the professional level.

Once you reach 3 strength, you will probably be a professional-level martial artist!

There are still 12 yuan energy points, which is enough. Fang Cheng narrowed his eyes, can the professional-level be piled up with strength alone, I remember that the master once said that the professional-level martial artist, bullets can't hurt, and small-range missiles are no threat to them.

Can the accumulation of strength alone reach this level?

Fang Cheng's thoughts flashed one after another, without too much investigation, if he wants to advance to the professional level, he is still early!

He set himself the goal of reaching 3 points of strength within two years.

The meal had to be eaten one bite at a time, Ruth had to go step by step, and the practice of martial arts was also honed little by little. Attribute points can be said to be a hearty meal, but it is impossible to eat it in one bite, so the body will burst. Eat some first and wait until you have digested it before you can enjoy the delicious taste again.

A faint thought poured out, and Fang Cheng raised his eyes to look out of the car window.

Almost there!

That's about the case with homesickness, although I've only been away from home for half a year, but ...... He is now a professional-level early stage martial artist, and he has a mysterious and powerful master.

Too much has changed.

Fang Cheng sighed. The little fresh meat boy and the plain girl on the side also got off the bus in Linjiang City, and when they heard Fang Cheng's sigh, they glanced at each other, and the little fresh meat boy smiled meaningfully.

The girl without makeup blushed slightly, and gave her classmates a blank look.

They seemed to have misunderstood something, but this had nothing to do with Fang Cheng, the bullet train slowly entered the station, and seeing the train platform in Linjiang City outside the window, Fang Cheng's heart was hot, and he finally arrived home!

"Bang. ”

Fang Cheng got up, grabbed the corner of the suitcase with one hand, and took the box down directly!

"Go home!"

He strapped his bag, pulled up the lever of the suitcase, and walked between the carriages.

Fang Cheng walked all the way out of the Linjiang Railway Station, passed the ticket gate, and saw a wide square in front of the station.

Taxicab.

Seeing the train station taxis lined up, the taxi passengers are standing in a row at the taxi pick-up point, with a long row of railings on both sides, making the taxi orderly.

More than thirty people.

Fang Cheng took a look, there were not many people in line, he pulled his suitcase and walked over. Six or seven meters behind him, the little fresh meat boy and the girl without makeup also walked towards the guest point.

Lin Nuannuan was very happy, she met her fellow countrymen and college classmates in the car, and she talked and laughed quickly along the way. Although she is without makeup today, she is still beautiful, and the boy who just got in the car and sat next to her sighed.

Thinking of this, she was a little proud, and then quickly glanced at the fellow classmates walking beside her.

Yes, that's handsome.

At least compared to the boy sitting next to him at the start of the car...... Much more handsome!

She thought to herself.

"Why don't you take the car?

As soon as Lin Nuannuan and his fellow countrymen walked to the end of the taxi queue, several middle-aged men who didn't look like good people shouted at them outside the one-meter-high iron fence.

"It's annoying. ”

Lin Nuannuan doesn't like rude men, she prefers little fresh meat, especially the big old men in front of her, who are still rude and loud soliciting here, black car drivers!

According to her character, when she encounters this situation, she usually bows her head and walks away in silence.

But today, this fellow classmate is standing beside her, Lin Nuannuan has a little confidence in her heart, she glared at several black car drivers on the side in disgust, and looked at Zhang Dasha for a second.

Zhang Dasha's voices were so loud that they shook their ears.

She rubbed her ears again and walked forward with a pout.

This move angered Zhang Dasha and made his heart rise namelessly.

Zhang Dasha is Chinese New Year's Eve four today, and the man is standing in his thirties, but instead of standing, he is becoming more and more broken, and at this age, he has never talked about a girlfriend, let alone married.

Before last year, he could still help others watch the field, be a little brother, and hold a knife to be strong.

But once he accidentally hacked a man to death...... Not dead, to be exact, just vegetative.

No, the days of having girls bubble and drinking cigarettes and alcohol are gone, and he can only pull the black car at the train station to avoid the limelight.

From the drunken and gold-obsessed gangster life, to the way it is now, he resents society more and more, despising women, especially beautiful women.

In his eyes, beauties are all linked to money, and beauties are the second wives of rich people, they would rather be played and played, and would rather go to the field to sell than look down on themselves as a good man.

Although I'm an alcoholic, I'm a good smoker, I'm not hygienic, I'm rude, and I've cut people, but I'm a good man!