"Love is the only way to win, and the same is true of kendo, a man who doesn't know how to have fun can't achieve great things. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Du Chuan put down the wine glass, directly picked up the wine bottle with the black cursive words "Burren burning" and knocked it out, and dried up most of the bottle at one time before putting down the wine bottle and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

Qin Xin disagreed, and said: "Getting rid of unnecessary desires, always sharpening one's body and maintaining the strongest posture is the way for a martial artist to climb, Brother Chuan, you have not practiced martial arts, don't be fooled by those specious things on the entertainment page of sports magazines." ”

"The strongest...... Hehe. Du Chuan took another sip of wine, "The strong and the weak are determined by the victory or defeat, and the factor that determines the victory or defeat is the whole world, including the two sides of the confrontation.

People's bodies, moods, and the world in which people live are constantly changing, if the strongest posture is 100% of you, then how much of you are now? Where are you? What kind of mood are you in here? Who's you? Which minute and second can you call the strongest? ”

Faced with Du Chuan's sudden question, Qin Xin found that it was difficult to find out the answer for a while, for a period of time, he had been trying to return to the heyday state by retreating from the butterfly disaster, but did the heyday really exist, and what kind of self was that?

Fourth-order butterfly power, deep and powerful qi and blood, is that my heyday? Will becoming that me again, or becoming a stronger "ultimate body" as Butterfly said, guarantee me the path to domination of the whole country with kendo?

"I heard Gao Ling say that your strength and qi and blood are not as good as before because of an accident. If you go to a national tournament with this form and meet the equivalent of 80% of your opponent, what will you think after he beats you? Because you're not 100 percent going to lose? What about 100 percent of your opponents against the equivalent of 120 percent of you? Will you be 130 percent in the future?

As long as you live, there will be no strongest you, the former you are not you, the future you are not you, it is you who is in the present moment and the world at this moment that determines the victory or defeat, you are changing, the world is also changing, untouchable, unpredictable. Therefore, there are often warriors in this world who have the heart to win, but there are no warriors who must win, even in this era when warriors have gained incredible power.

That's why we have to have love...... Love is not regretting.

Forget the past and the future, just rely on the present to decide the winner, and accept it no matter what the outcome is. Like Kensuke Ko, who is worried that he will not be able to defeat his opponent now, he shrinks back and thinks that he will wait for his opponent to weaken or change the suitable venue to make himself stronger, until the best time disappears, and he is simply laughing to death. Du Chuan put down the half-empty wine bottle, and the raised fist stopped in front of Qin Xin.

"A man who clenches his fist full of love with his back to the cliff, no matter how bad the world is, will always wait for a good time."

"It's a pity that my timing has been too bad." Du Chuan smiled self-deprecatingly, took his eyes away from Qin Xin's contemplative eyes, put down the wine bottle and fist and fell back on the brown-red sofa, a low and tired snoring sounded, this decadent uncle who staggered all day but couldn't drink down actually seemed to be drunk.

Qin Xin turned off the TV, picked up the old orange blanket on the sofa and covered it for Du Chuan, he saw that Du Chuan's soles were stained with a lot of red clay, so he took off Du Chuan's leather shoes and put them on the mat at the door.

"Don't you regret it......" Qin Xin put down his shoes and looked down at his fist.

There are still ten days before the start of the National College Kendo Competition.

He slowly ran his qi and blood, feeling his current physical condition.

The current progress in the elimination of conceptual frailty is 30%. Conceptual weakness is like a weighted lead block, suppressing the body but not stopping the body's progress, when the lead is completely removed, the long-suppressed body becomes stronger than before, and when the lead is carried, the body's progress can also be expressed. Although the progress was only 30%, Qin Xin's butterfly power and qi and blood strength had actually recovered to about seventy percent of the past.

"100 percent I may not win, not 100 percent I will not necessarily lose, the changing world is a lot more interesting......" He opened his eyes and unconsciously showed the sunny smile that used to hang in the past.

"Zuo Ling's anger should be almost gone." Qin Xin walked to the door of the bedroom, but saw Zuo Ling, who was already dressed neatly, pushing the door and walking out, dragging a small suitcase behind him, and she snorted coldly when she saw Qin Xin.

"Going out?" Qin Xin asked.

"I'm going to Jingshan."

"Huh?"

"In the past few days, the local 'Frost Bell Festival' will be held in Jingshan City, and my aunt hopes that I can go to the festival with her and Xiaoli, and my aunt said that she can provide me with a laboratory in Jingshan, and there are many biological materials unique to the forests near Jingshan."

"You still have contact with your mother...... She didn't ask me to go with me? Qin Xin was taken aback by the fact that Zuo Ling kept in touch with his mother and asked.

"I'm sorry, but my aunt didn't mention that I should bring some low-level monkey who ran to buy adult magazines in the middle of the night." Zuo Ling said sorry but looked disgusted, "You just stay at home and play with bananas, anyway, your kernel brain can only understand those yellow things." ”

She shook her hair with a cold face and dragged her suitcase away.

"A man who immediately runs to buy an adult magazine after his lover reveals his heart...... Isn't it bad to understand me from this direction, Your Excellency? Qin Xin looked at Zuo Ling's back as he slowly walked away, and said in his mind.

Die was silent, apparently in a sealed state.

"Brother Chuan, in fact, it's nothing to buy adult magazines." Qin Xin, who was disgusted by his girlfriend and needed comfort, began to ask about unreliable targets.

Du Chuan's snoring on the sofa was still the same.

Qin Xin stood in a daze for a while, there was a noise in the entrance, and the tea-haired girl who was still very beautiful at home without makeup walked in, Yan Lan was carrying two straw shopping bags in her hands, and said to Qin Xin while walking towards the kitchen: "Did you quarrel with Zuo Ling, I saw her dragging her suitcase to the station in the White Rabbit Shopping Street, her expression was so terrifying." ”

Qin Xin smiled bitterly: "Sort of." ”

"I feel like I'm back to when I first lived in White Rabbit Village, when you and Zuo Ling didn't like each other, often quarreled and made trouble, and now they are together, and fate is really like a fairy tale."

"It's not wonderful, the beautiful girl who quarrels with the male protagonist at the beginning of the story at eight o'clock in the evening will end up being the heroine, this is the law."

"At the beginning, I didn't know that Zuo Ling was a girl."

Yan Lan said as she put the things she bought back into the corresponding cabinets, and her skillful movements looked pleasing to the eye. The dead house that received the mother's ultimatum sometimes went out to buy groceries and food, but they would only throw their shopping bags on the floor with relief, and only those who often did housework would put their things where they belonged.

But what the unattainable good wife and mother-type goddess sister likes is...... Speaking of which this kind of thing is very wonderful, Qin Xin complained silently in his heart, walked to the area of the open kitchen and began to help Yan Lan sort and put away the things he bought.

"Waterproof tablecloth, who are you going to have a picnic with?" Qin Xin took out a new stack of pink plaid tablecloths from his straw shopping bag.

Yan Lan hurriedly shook her hand, and the shell bracelet on her wrist made a small sound: "No, it's just that the begonias in the Botanical Garden of Dongming City have been blooming very well these days, and I want to go to a picnic alone to enjoy the flowers." ”

Qin Xin picked up the straw shopping bag and looked inside: "How can you explain the food for two and someone's favorite canned pineapple." He took out a bright yellow tin can from his shopping bag and tossed it in his hand.

Yan Lan snatched the shopping bag and canned pineapple in Qin Xin's hand, turned around with a crimson cheek and pouted with an expression of "you are very annoying".

Qin Xin smiled, and at this time, the door of bedroom 103 was pushed open, and Yi Che, who was still yawning, walked out, Qin Xin walked next to Yi Che, and their eyes fell on Yan Lan, who was busy in the kitchen.

"Yan Lan likes to stay in the kitchen." Qin Xin seemed to have an attitude of chatting, put his hand in his pocket and said casually to Yi Che.

"Because the kitchen is a sacred place." Yi Che scratched her messy hair.

"Huh?"

"Vampires are afraid of garlic and silver cutlery, demons are afraid of salt, dream demons are afraid of pepper, and the holy water used by exorcists in the story is either clean water or salt water, and from this point of view, the kitchen is simply an exorcist arsenal." Yi Che said.

"It's all Tessie folklore, is Yan Lan actually a goth girl?"

"She's a quarter of Yog, so that's why she has brown hair. When she was a child, her grandmother from Tessieog used to tell her legends, and when she was scared, she often went to the kitchen to get some 'exorcisms' to help her courage, and over time, the kitchen became a place where she could feel at ease. ”

"You know quite a bit." Qin Xin glanced at Yi Che in surprise.

Yi Che lowered his voice: "Yan Lan has a habit of keeping a diary, writing everything down on those pamphlets of various colors, and the diaries from the age of six or seven to the present are still by her side. ”

"Have you peeked at Yan Lan's diary?" Qin Xin also lowered his voice.

"Hahahahahaha Yi Che said proudly.

Qin Xin's voice suddenly became gloomy: "So, when you played quiz table tennis last night, you actually read the questions on those pamphlets beforehand?" ”

Yi Che said arrogantly: "Hahahahahaha Want to secretly film what I just said? It's a pity that you don't have a chance! ”

"Oh? When did you start getting the illusion that I wasn't secretly filming? ”

Qin Xin took his hand out of his pocket, and the mobile phone screen in his hand showed the photography mode, although he couldn't take an image through his pocket, what Yi Che said must have been recorded.

Before Yi Che could stop it, Qin Xin turned up the volume to the maximum and released it.

When the chit-chatter about Yan Lan sounded, the tea-haired girl in the kitchen pricked up her ears.

And then......

"Have you peeked at Yan Lan's diary?"

"Hahahahaha

Yi Che's smug voice was amplified more than ten times, echoing in the White Rabbit Village's apartment.

In the kitchen, Yan Lan turned around suddenly: "Yi Che! ”

Yi Che, who was stared at violently by the tea-haired girl, froze in place, and he was so embarrassed that he almost wanted to activate his butterfly transformation ability.

Qin Xin on the side had a solemn expression: "The person who peeks at the diary should be punished." ”

Yan Lan bit her lip: "Have you really seen them all?" ”

Yi Che nodded stiffly. ”

"Excessive! Punish you as a coolie carrying picnic supplies! I'll be waiting for a trial of new sweets that I'll make! Yan Lan turned around and ran into the bedroom in a huff.

Half an hour later, Yan Lan, who was wearing exquisite makeup and was extraordinarily lovely, pulled Yi Che out of the door.

Qin Xin looked at the brisk pace of the goddess girl who was a little happy, and sighed in his heart: "In the end, I just gave Yi Che this kid an assist......

Du Chuan, the guide of waste wood, is still sleeping, and Yi Che's roommate Lu Bingzang is still in the second grade, so it is estimated that he has already gone to class.

"Gao Ling, what do you want to eat at noon?"

Qin Xin moved the door of Gao Ling's bedroom disguised as a wall, but only saw the empty alleyway bedroom, the quilt was rolled into a roll, the laptop was closed and lying quietly on the small tabletop, and the brown-haired otaku childhood sweetheart was not in the bedroom.

Qin Xin closed the door of Gao Ling's bedroom, and suddenly felt a little empty.

"It's better to send an email to Zuo Ling to explain it well......"

He took out his phone and opened the mailbox.