Chapter 3: Tenderness and Sword Swinging (1)

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Saturday was a sunny and sunny day.

Tao Zhenzhen and Zhou Huaiheng made an appointment to meet at the East Gate of L University.

Psyllium followed Tao Zhenzhen and set off. Before going out, psyllium specially put on a first-aid hydrating mask, put on a very scheming and tender makeup, full of joy that she was about to meet her idol.

Tao Zhenzhen glanced at her roommate who was dressed up flamboyantly, and sighed: "Qianzi, you are too exaggerated." ”

Psyllium had an expression of "you don't understand this": "You don't know how many girls and young women want to get in touch with Zhou Huaiheng up close, I'll take a few more photos to the support group later." ”

When Tao Zhenzhen arrived, Zhou Huaiheng was already waiting there. Although there are many students coming in and out of the door, Zhou Huaiheng seems to stand out from the crowd and can be seen at a glance.

"Being tall is good." Tao Zhenzhen muttered.

Tao Zhenzhen's car slowly stopped next to Zhou Huaiheng, and she pressed the window to poke her head out: "Zhou Huaiheng, get in the car." ”

Zhou Huaiheng lowered his head, looked at Tao Zhenzhen, and said with a cold face: "Just give me the mobile phone rope." ”

Psyllium's hand kept dragging Tao Zhenzhen's clothes, and he lowered his voice and excitedly admonished: "Let him get in the car, let him get in the car, let him get in the car......"

The person in front of him was cold, but the person behind him was enthusiastic, Tao Zhenzhen was sandwiched between the two heavens of ice and fire, and had to ask Zhou Huaiheng with a smile: "Is there something wrong with you?" Not available? ”

"Well, I'm going to train later."

"Vera, we're going too, we're going too!" Psyllium whispered, getting more and more excited.

Zhou Huaiheng finally noticed the movement in the car, leaned down slightly to look in, and saw a girl with short hair covering her face with a flushed face and not daring to look at him.

Tao Zhenzhen smiled awkwardly: "My roommate, psyllium." ”

"Oh." Zhou Huaiheng didn't care, and stretched out his hand to Tao Zhenzhen, "Mobile phone rope, give it to me." ”

Tao Zhenzhen smiled and poked his palm: "Get in the car, I'll take you to the training place." ”

Seeing that Zhou Huaiheng was still unmoved, Tao Zhenzhen folded her hands and prayed in a soft tone: "Zhou Huaiheng, get in the car......"

"......" Zhou Huaiheng glanced at Tao Zhenzhen, and then glanced at the back seat secretly looking at his psyllium, knew it in his heart, sighed, went around to the co-pilot, and opened the door.

Psyllium had the foresight to place a basket of fruit on the passenger seat before getting into the car.

Tao Zhenzhen was about to open her mouth to let Zhou Huaiheng sit in the back seat, but Zhou Huaiheng didn't say anything, directly lifted the fruit basket and put it in the back seat, and calmly sat in the passenger seat.

Psyllium: "......"

Tao Zhenzhen: "......"

Zhou Huaiheng buckled his seat belt: "Let's go." ”

Tao Zhenzhen slowly came back to her senses: "Oh oh. ”

Zhou Huaiheng reported an address, not far from the school.

Tao Zhenzhen returned the mobile phone rope to Zhou Huaiheng, and while driving the car, she asked, "My girlfriend sent it?" I feel like you're nervous. ”

Zhou Huaiheng stuffed the mobile phone cord into his pocket and said lightly: "I bought it myself." ”

"Does that mean anything?" Psyllium gossiped over. Her eyes have been glued to Zhou Huaiheng since Zhou Huaiheng appeared.

A handsome and good-looking face, straight and slender long legs, and a powerful aura around his side...... Psyllium held his face and sighed: Real people are much better looking than under the camera!

Zhou Huaiheng's hand slowly tightened: "...... Bought before going to Rio de Janeiro, it didn't make much sense. ”

In the Olympic Games in Rio de Janeiro, Zhou Huaiheng's fiasco is still vivid, and the "must win" on the mobile phone cord suddenly seems a little ironic.

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As soon as Tao Zhenzhen entered the door, she saw a group of children in fencing uniforms attending class, the youngest of whom looked to be only four or five years old.

"Lunges."

"Sprint."

"Do it again."

"Lunge ......"

With the instructor's command, the children raised their swords and made corresponding movements. Although it is not uniform, the children have a clear eye for every movement, and they look heroic.

A tall figure walked in front of him and slapped Zhou Huaiheng's shoulder: "Zhou Huaiheng, go change your clothes and come over to practice with me." ”

The person who came was dressed in a fencing suit, Tao Zhenzhen felt a little familiar, and the psyllium beside her was already excited: "Jiang Shangliang!" It's a worthwhile trip today! ”

Jiang Shangliang noticed the two little followers behind Zhou Huaiheng, with a ridiculous smile between his eyebrows, and teased softly: "What? Coming to train or bring your family? Two at a time? ”

"I'm not you." Zhou Huaiheng slapped Jiang Shangliang's hand away, bypassed Jiang Shangliang and went directly into the locker room.

Jiang Shangliang looked at Tao Zhenzhen and Psyllium who stayed in place, and shrugged his shoulders: "You can sit casually, I went to training, Zhou Huaiheng came out and called him to look for me inside." ”

"That ......" Psyllium took out a notebook and pen from his bag and handed them to Jiang Shangliang, "Can you sign it for me?" ”

Jiang Shangliang has long been comfortable with this kind of scene, and he happily signed a name for psyllium. Psyllium held the notebook, like a treasure: "Come on to the national championship on the 19th!" ”

"Thank you." Jiang Shangliang smiled gentlemanly and turned to leave.

Zhou Huaiheng changed his clothes and went directly to training, ignoring the two people who followed him with a dead face.

Psyllium kept staring at Zhou Huaiheng and Jiang Shangliang, his eyes glowing, occasionally taking out his mobile phone to take a few photos secretly, and laughing stupidly. Tao Zhenzhen played with her mobile phone for a while, felt bored, and simply looked around.

The children's fencing team breaks between classes.

The other children all went to drink water and chat, but an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, holding a sword and a mask, walked to the place where Jiang Shangliang and Zhou Huaiheng were training.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Zhou, I want to duel with you."

The boy's immature voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Jiang Shangliang and Zhou Huaiheng's discussion. Zhou Huaiheng put away his sword and looked at the boy calmly, only to see the boy straightening his waist and his eyes firm.

Jiang Shangliang walked up to the boy with a smile and touched the boy's head: "When you are older, fencing is more ......."

"Why?" Zhou Huaiheng's cold voice sounded, interrupting Jiang Shangliang's words.

The boy clenched the hilt of his sword, and his voice was loud: "Only by fighting against the strong can I become stronger." And I want to be stronger than you. ”

"Xiaodong!" The fencing coach came over to take the boy away.

The boy who had never even participated in a regular game wanted to challenge the members of the national team, and everyone thought it was a joke, but Zhou Huaiheng said "um" and made a gesture: "Come on." ”

Jiang Shangliang played a round game: "Huaiheng, Tong Yan is unscrupulous, don't worry about a child." ”

Zhou Huaiheng ignored him, just looked at the boy: "Come." ”

The coach let go of the hand holding the boy. The boy raised his sword and launched an attack on Zhou Huaiheng.

There was no suspense, the boy was defeated, and after the whole game, the boy was hit without even seeing Zhou Huaiheng's movements. After the coach left with the frustrated boy, Jiang Shangliang sighed and said to Zhou Huaiheng: "People are finally a little interested in fencing, but now it's okay, maybe you will be hit." ”

"It's so easy to give up, and you never get stronger." Zhou Huaiheng disagreed.

Jiang Shangliang was helpless: "He's still a child, what is it true that you are an adult compared to him." ”

"I've been training at the city youth sports school at the age of ten, you should be similar, we all came over like this." Zhou Huaiheng took off his mask and wiped the sweat on his face, his hair was wet with sweat, "I'll go drink saliva." ”

Zhou Huaiheng walked to the water dispenser, and Tao Zhenzhen was pouring water.

Tao Zhenzhen turned around and collided with Zhou Huaiheng. She raised the disposable cup in her hand and asked him, "Do you want water?" Here you go. ”

"No, you don't."

"But the water dispenser is out of water, yes, it's the last glass." Tao Zhenzhen knocked on the empty bucket of mineral water, and directly handed the cup to Zhou Huaiheng's hand, "Give it to you, Zhou Huaiheng's child." ”

Tao Zhenzhen is grinning, her teeth are white and bright, and she can probably go to endorse the toothpaste advertisement.

Zhou Huaiheng took the cup and pursed his lips: "You also think I was very naΓ―ve just now?" ”

"Huh?" Tao Zhenzhen was stunned, and thought for a while before coming back to her senses, "No, I think I should teach the bear child a lesson." ”

Zhou Huaiheng's brows furrowed slightly: "......"

"Poof." Tao Zhenzhen covered her mouth, "I'm kidding you." ”

"I think you're doing a pretty good job." Tao Zhenzhen looked at the children playing not far away with gentle eyes, and said softly, "Although that boy lost, he was able to complete a dignified duel with the person he admired, and it must be worth remembering in the future." ”

"Yes." Zhou Huaiheng muttered, lowered his head, stared at Tao Zhenzhen's bright smile, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly.

Well, let's take it as well.