The sun shone through the window on Gul's unremarkable face.

The light of daylight gently shone on Coulee's bare chest, and the air was filled with the unique aroma of the room. Gu Li stretched his waist lazily, and there were only two words in his heart: comfortable.

I got up at four o'clock in the morning and ate something casually to deal with it, and now I am in the sun for three poles, and Gu Li's stomach is very uncompromising. I looked at the time on my phone, and it was already half past eleven at noon.

"Lunch was not brought to me, and the martial arts hall treated me like this."

"Is it worth the big bag on my head and the bruises on my chest?" Guli got up and walked to the mirror in the room.

Looking in the mirror, Gu Li found that most of the large bag on his forehead had subsided, and the bruises on his chest were almost gone, and the pain was weak.

"The bone-setting medicine in the martial arts hall is good!" Coulee was heartily amazed.

The room where Gu Li was resting was on the other side of the martial arts hall playground, and he walked slowly towards the martial arts hall cafeteria. But where the martial arts hall canteen is, Gu Li is not clear. Fortunately, there were still some children on the playground who were practicing martial arts, and Gu Li walked over to ask for clarification.

Three steps and two steps, his stomach was so hungry that Gu Li hurried to the cafeteria. In the cafeteria, people crowded one table after another, talking and laughing with each other.

Most of the students in the martial arts hall are teenagers between the ages of ten and twenty, and they have been practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall since childhood. Just like the kind of civil and military boarding school outside, there are also cultural teachers and teachers in the martial arts hall. Different from the outside civil and martial arts schools, the martial arts hall pays attention to the martial arts education of the students, supplemented by culture, and the tuition fee is more expensive.

As a graduate of Beiying, Gu Li came to the martial arts hall just to learn some physical martial arts. Lunch in the cafeteria didn't cost money, so after ordering two side dishes and a serving of rice, Gul looked around to find a seat to sit in.

Most of the teenagers crowded a table and ate together. Gu Li wanted to find a first day to come to the martial arts hall, but no one knew him, so he wanted to find a separate place to sit down. However, it was lunchtime and there were not enough vacant seats. Suddenly, I found a girl with a stilt ponytail sitting alone eating in her seat. Rao is there were still three empty seats next to her, and the students seemed to prefer to squeeze into a table rather than sit down next to the girl.

The ponytail girl is Gu Li's coach, Liu Qing.

"The dead girl will enjoy herself, and she won't call herself a wounded person at meal time." Gu Li took the plate and walked straight to Liu Qing.

"Good afternoon, Coach." Gu Li smiled and put down the plate and sat in front of Liu Qing.

Liu Qing, who was eating quietly with her head down, found someone sitting in front of her, looking up and frowning.

Gu Li greeted Liu Qing with a smile, but found that she looked up and frowned in displeasure, so she had to smirk blankly. The other students in the cafeteria turned their heads one after another, looked at Gu Li in amazement, and even gave Gu Li a thumbs up.

Liu Qing hates to have people sitting next to her when she eats, and a few bold students in the martial arts hall tried to eat with Liu Qing and talk about their life ideals. In the end, it ended up with a vegetable spilled and the soup was poured, and people turned over on their backs. Therefore, the "old man" in the martial arts hall, no one would be bored with himself, and sat down with Liu Qing to eat.

I don't know which unruly student dares to sit in front of him. Liu Qing was about to get angry, wanting to teach a lesson to the person in front of him. found that the person in front of him had a big bag on his forehead, and looked at him with a smirk and embarrassment.

"You're up, I'm sorry I forgot to call you to dinner." Liu Qing frowned and said sorry softly. Continue to eat with your head down, and the pink little mouth chews quickly.

The onlookers watching the play around widened their eyes, but they didn't expect Liu Qing to be angry. I thought a storm was coming, but it turned out to be a storm.

"Yes, the little girl still knows how to apologize." Coulee nodded in satisfaction and began to enjoy lunch.

"Hey, you eat slowly, and no one is robbing you." Gu Li didn't expect Liu Qing to eat so fast, and that pink little mouth never rested.

Liu Qing's small mouth stopped chewing, her lowered head was full of black lines, and her white and tender little hands were tightly clutching the chopsticks. Since he was a child, he was trained strictly by his father, and in addition to practicing martial arts every day, he ate and rested. The living habits of more than ten years have long been fixed, and they pay attention to efficiency, and even eating is very urgent. The ancients were silent about food, so she hated having someone sitting next to her when she was eating.

"Eat your own meal." Liu Qing gave Gu Li a blank look, trying to control his emotions.

"This girl won't go through menopause, will she?" Gu Li looked at Liu Qing, who was angry, and wondered in his heart.

Since people don't want to talk, Gu Li doesn't bother to talk to Liu Qing. Bow your head and eat by yourself, chewing slowly. The food in the martial arts hall cafeteria was very sufficient, and although Gu Li only ordered two dishes, it seemed that there was still leftover.

"Coach, I can't finish these two dishes, can you order so many dishes to eat? Now the country advocates thrift and thrift, we have to follow the country's policy, not to mention eating so much, you are not afraid of being out of shape! Gu Li watched Liu Qing order three dishes, bowed his head coldly and was silent, and couldn't help but joke.

"Smack!" With a bang, Liu Qing slapped the chopsticks on the dining table, and the small universe in her heart completely exploded.

"The old lady is not restless after eating? Didn't you order one more soup than you? A big man eats a meal, it's endless? ”

"Hurry up to the training room after eating!" Liu Qing stood up, stopped eating, and left with a straight face like a stuffy gourd.

The cafeteria was silent for a moment, until Liu Qing left, and everyone looked at Gu Li and discussed.

"Isn't he the one who came to report today, caught a thief but was knocked unconscious by a thief?"

"It should be him, I heard that he chose Liu Qing as the coach."

"This kid has a kind of dare to sit with Liu Qing."

"Let's bet if he will come to the martial arts gym tomorrow."

"I bet he wouldn't."

"I bet he won't dare to come to the martial arts gym in his life!"

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Being talked about by everyone, Gu Li was not in the mood to eat, so he got up and walked towards the training room.

The training room is equipped with modern fitness equipment such as tensile machines, treadmills, dumbbells, barbells, etc., as well as traditional training equipment such as wooden stakes and sandbags.

Liu Qing was walking on a horse, his hands turned into palms, his arms were like a spirit snake swimming dragon, and he kept leaving palm prints on the wooden stake. Sometimes it turns into a fist, and the gesture is unpredictable. The seemingly pink little fist burst out with amazing power, slapping on the wooden stake and making a "bang" sound.

Let its gestures change and its moves are myriad. Liu Qing stepped down with a horse, steady as a mountain, towering and unmoving.

Gu Li stood behind Liu Qing, didn't dare to disturb loudly, and watched Liu Qing's moves and routines intently. At this moment, Liu Qing, who was petite in Gu Li's eyes, burst out with a majestic momentum like a mountain. Every time it hits the wooden stake, it makes a thrilling, blood-pumping popping sound. Like a hammer hitting the atrium, it beats the nerves of the whole person.

Gu Li had no doubt that Liu Qing's palm could easily smash the marble. The clear palm prints and fist prints on the wooden stake are the best proof of this.