"A long, long time ago, when the sky was blue and the water was green. At that time, chrysanthemums were just a kind of flower, and we all believed in love......"

"That summer, I was sixteen years old. In the 39-degree heat, I raced on the basketball court, towards the blue sky, shooting my youth and dreams......"

"The basketball rolled to the sidelines, and there was a girl who picked up the basketball like picking up my hot heart. ”

"All summer, we shot together, ran together, breathed together, we never seemed to say a word, but we had a heart-to-heart tacit understanding......"

"I really want to tell her that when she shoots, she gently jumps into the air, which is very beautiful, just like Chang'e running to the moon in mythology. ”

"At one point, I was so stunned that I didn't notice that the ball she threw was hitting me in the nose. ”

"Seeing my nosebleed, she laughed. But then, her face flushed......"

"Because she saw my nosebleed, spreading into a red heart on the corner of my mouth. ”

"She doesn't know how many times I've been hit by a ball at home to make my nosebleed so perfect. ”

This is a small trick to confess, and it is also the most ignorant and youthful love thread of a sixteen-year-old boy. ”

"And just like that, we formalized our relationship. ”

"We ran barefoot on the plastic pitch and laughed like two children. We secretly carved each other's names on the toilet door panels by the pitch, and we were so happy......"

"Every time we finish playing, we always like to go and eat a bowl of beef noodles together, two people, a bowl of noodles ......"

She always likes to wrap two noodles tightly together, she said, those two noodles, one is her and the other is me. ”

Then she would devouring the two noodles in one gulp, and she said that the two noodles would never be separated. Like, we're ......."

"Still, we separated. Maybe first love is like that, it's mutilated, but it's the most beautiful. ”

"Years later, whenever I see such a steaming bowl of beef noodles, I will always think of the summer when I was sixteen, me and her, our first love, and our beef noodles ......"

"Boss, for you, this is just the most ordinary, five-dollar bowl of beef noodles. But for me, it's my youth, the youth running in the sunset......"

"Say no more, I understand. In front of a beef noodle supper stall, the middle-aged boss stopped Ma Xiaozhen, who was talking affectionately, and handed a beef noodle to Ma Xiaozhen: "I invited you for this beef noodle, please don't talk about it......"

"Actually, in addition to beef noodles, egg fried rice is also a symbol of our love. Ma Xiaozhen took the beef noodles and pointed to a bowl of egg fried rice on the side: "Do you know? Actually, she didn't like egg fried rice at first, but she said that the egg yolk is just like my ignorant and turbulent heart, the same hot, the same yellow." Back then, we used to ......"

"This box of egg fried rice is also for you!" The boss frantically manipulated two kitchen knives: "After eating, take your first love with you!"

"Thank you, boss!" Ma Xiaozhen took the box of egg fried rice with his other hand, and floated out ten meters with a teleportation: "Business is booming!"

"Wouldn't it, would you?

Little Lori is Tang Xiaotang, she and Ma Xiaozhen don't know each other, both of them have been hungry for a day, and the Xuanhuang Ancestor who has eaten enough instant noodles fell asleep sweetly. Tang Xiaotang and Ma Xiaozhen searched all the way, and finally found a beef noodle restaurant, but they were penniless.

Just as he was wandering, Ma Xiaozhen smiled evilly, moved forward proudly, and with a three-inch tongue, like a fly around the boss "buzzing" for a long time, he flickered into beef noodles and egg fried rice without spending half a penny.

"Sharp! It's so sharp!" Tang Xiaotang was surprised.

"Must drop!"

Ma Xiaozhen proudly stuffed the beef noodles to Tang Xiaotang, picked up the egg fried rice himself, and the two squatted on the road like migrant workers, eating the noodles and egg fried rice in the bowl like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves.

Eating is solved, but living has become a problem again. Fortunately, although Tang Xiaotang has no money, he has a lot of accessories on his body. Under Ma Xiaozhen's reminder, she took out a necklace from her bag and took Ma Xiaozhen to open the house with a majestic spirit. The two chatted and looked for each other and came to the nearby Zhao Hotel.

Zhao's hotel is Zhao's own Taiji martial arts hotel, usually mainly used to entertain the guests of the Zhao family, this hotel is located in the middle of nowhere, but the decoration is very quiet and elegant. Although the night was a little late, the hotel was not deserted.

Ma Xiaozhen and Tang Xiaotang stepped forward to ask, only to know that tomorrow happened to be the day of the eightieth birthday of Zhao Heling, the head of the Zhao family, and there were many guests going to the martial arts hall tomorrow, and the guest rooms were already full.

When Tang Xiaotang heard this, he was very excited. She had heard the elders of the family say that Zhao Heling was an outstanding figure in the martial arts, and he was the son-in-law of Zhao Gongtang, the founder of Zhao's Taiji. He will celebrate his eightieth birthday tomorrow, and there must be many characters in the martial arts who come to pay their respects, and there will be excitement to see at that time.

It's a pity that there are too many people who come and there is no room, but I don't know where to stay tonight.

Tang Xiaotang's beautiful eyes rolled, she didn't know what she remembered, and patted her chest excitedly at Ma Xiaozhen: "Look at me this time!"

"Look at you, can you get the room?" Ma Xiaozhen didn't believe it.

Tang Xiaotang nodded confidently, took two steps closer to the hotel front desk, tried to squeeze out a complaining face, and began to tell:

"A long, long time ago, when the sky was blue and the water was green. At that time, chrysanthemums were just a kind of flower, and we all believed in love......"

Ma Xiaozhen almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of water.

This girl learns pretty fast.

Ma Xiaozhen couldn't cry or laugh, wondering if he would go up with Tang Xiaotang to add oil and vinegar to tell the story, and suddenly, he only felt a move in his heart.

On the fingers of his right hand, the ring transformed by the Jiuyi Tianzun pressure cooker suddenly jumped wildly, and even the blood in his whole body boiled.

What's going on?

Ma Xiaozhen was shocked in his heart, since he got the artifact of Jiuyi Tianzun pressure cooker, under the guidance of Xuanhuang Ancestor's senile dementia, he had only refined some unreliable gadgets, and he had never had such a strange feeling.

At that moment, he hurriedly closed his eyes, condensed all his thoughts on his ring, and carefully experienced it.

For a moment, as if the surroundings were quiet, Ma Xiaozhen only felt that there was a very powerful aura of thought in the high place behind him, echoing the ring on his hand.

There it is!

Ma Xiaozhen turned his head sharply and looked up.

Behind him, there was a white wall, and on the plain wall, there was a calligraphy with four words written on it—

Good is like water.

Ma Xiaozhen unconsciously took two steps and looked fixedly. He didn't know much about calligraphy, but when he saw the words "good is like water", he only felt that the glyphs were elegant, the strokes were round and beautiful, and the whole work was completed in one go, moving in stillness, and quiet in movement, as if it was like a stream flowing in the murmur......

The inscription on the calligraphy and painting is the strange person who founded Zhao's Taijiquan a hundred years ago.

Zhao Gongtang!