In Tianwu City, Zhao Cheng was wearing some old, but very clean clothes, holding an umbrella, and walking in a hurry.

Tianwu City, which is not a big city, is about a three-hour drive from Xiangnan, Xiangnan is still too small after all, although Tianwu is not big, but after coming out, Zhao Cheng doesn't really want to go back.

Young people, you have to go on a adventure.

Where he will go in the future, Zhao Cheng himself does not know, but he knows that as long as he is strong enough, the future will be bright.

He looked back on the past again and again, and found that as far as he was concerned, it seemed that all his pain and regrets were due to his own lack of ability.

If you are strong enough, it must be a different life, there will be no regrets, no regrets.

Although I have come out of the lowest point in my life, I still have this kind of thought in a few moments. It's a pity that time is like water passing away, and there is no chance to start over.

Life is not a game, and there is no option to reopen.

All human beings, from birth, have only one choice, and that is to move forward.

In August, a little bit of rain made the air even more dull, although Zhao Cheng had practiced swordsmanship hard in the past two years, there was still a long way to go before the cold and heat were invasive.

At seven o'clock, there were a lot of cars and people coming and going on the road, and of course, there were more cars than people.

At eight o'clock and two, Zhao Cheng finally arrived at the Hongyu Kendo Hall, at this point, there are generally no guests here, but whether there are guests or not, the fact that Zhao Cheng is late is true, as for the reason for being late, there is a section of the road, because it was closed due to accidents, he took a detour, and it took a little more time, otherwise he could arrive at seven fifty-five.

"I told you before, how can you walk by the river without getting your shoes wet, you step on it every day to go to work, you see, it's not late today."

A girl at the front desk saw Zhao Cheng and smiled.

The girl also just graduated, but because of her good family background, she lives very close, and after going out, she walks three minutes to work, unlike Zhao Cheng.

In fact, the two of them have known each other for a short time, but young people, they get acquainted with each other quickly.

"Something happened."

Zhao Cheng smiled and didn't say in detail what he encountered.

Between them, they have not yet become familiar to this extent, or maybe he habitually keeps a distance from others, and the so-called familiarity is just a disguise.

In half an hour, Zhao Cheng checked all the equipment in the kendo hall to make sure that there were no problems, and then he was idle.

The work of the kendo hall is not busy, probably the inspection, maintenance, and return of equipment, and occasionally there is cleaning work, and then it is running errands for students, Zhao Cheng chose this job, and part of the reason is because he is idle.

Only when you have more time to relax, do you have time to read, learn to think, and ponder swordsmanship, instead of turning yourself into an emotionless machine, spinning 24 hours a day.

"Zhao Cheng, is someone in your family urging you to go on a blind date?!"

Seeing that Zhao Cheng was busy, the girl at the front desk accosted her, she had already swiped a round of mobile phone videos, and she was a little bored, so she pulled people to chat.

"Nope."

Zhao Cheng was concise and to the point.

"Boys are good, I just graduated, and my family urged me to go on a blind date, saying that it is not easy for girls to marry when they are older, unlike you boys, even if you are in your thirties, it is not too late to get married."

The girl complained.

"Yes, that's right."

Zhao Cheng was actually outside the fugue world, and he didn't think about what the other party said, but instinctively followed the other party.

A long time ago, if two people had different ideas, he would go back and argue with each other, but now, it's right, yes, you're right.

"By the way, Zhao Cheng, looking at your appearance, it seems that you don't have a girlfriend yet, what do you like, I have a lot of single sisters."

"Soft girl, royal sister, everything."

After chatting for a while, the girl suddenly changed her conversation.

"It's all right."

Zhao Cheng said.

Speaking of this, Zhao Cheng was suddenly stunned, it seems that at the earliest, he was not like this, and when he encountered such a problem, he would definitely say what he liked, but now he can do it.

Have you grown up, or have you succumbed to reality?!

Zhao Cheng fell into such a thought.

However, this thought didn't last long, because the girl complained "You're really boring", so she changed the topic and turned to this year's world sword test, who is really handsome, really powerful.

Summer vacation, it is the time of the annual world sword test, the competition, Zhao Cheng has also been watching again, but it is the edited version.

When I was very young, how many people didn't think that they would shine in the world in the future?!

It's a pity that for ninety-nine percent of people, this kind of thing only happens in dreams.

Zhao Chengcheng dreamed, not long ago, after he watched the first game of the world's sword test, he dreamed that he was wearing white clothes, one person and one sword, sweeping the heroes, and there was a man who pretended to be forced in the dream, saying that he wanted to weigh his sword, and then he was a sword in seconds.

In the end, he reached the top amid the cheers and attention of countless people and became the number one in the world.

Not only that, but in the dream, the most beautiful girl they had ever had in high school also came to the scene and offered flowers to him......

Then he woke up.

In fact, in the past so many years, he has almost forgotten the other party's name, he only remembers what his name is, and the reason why he remembers his surname is because there is a famous senior sister named Li Huang'er in the school.

He didn't know why he suddenly dreamed of this girl he hadn't met a few times.

That day, he woke up and was stunned for a long time, immersed in an empty and empty mood, and even the swordsmanship in the morning was wasted for a day.

In the dream, he is a young genius, a long sword in white, the sword dominates the world, and the beauty is loved, but in reality, he is just Zhao Cheng, twenty-two years old, just graduated, has nothing, and is anxious for life and the future.

However, after that dream, he inexplicably felt that practicing swordsmanship seemed to be much smoother, originally he had been for a while, and he could hardly feel the progress of swordsmanship, but during this time, that sense of progress appeared again.

Listening to the chatter of the girl at the front desk, Zhao Cheng actually didn't remember what she said, at noon, he simply ate, and after the lunch break, the hall suddenly became lively.

But today is a little different, that is, not only all the coaches are here, but even the bosses who may not appear once a month have also appeared.

After that, Zhao Cheng knew that there was a new coach in the hall, and he was only in his early twenties, and he was already a swordsman.

"Hello everyone, my name is Yan Sisi, please give me a lot of advice in the future!"

A girl with a single high ponytail and full of youthful vitality clasped her fists handsomely at everyone, approachable and without any shelves.

Zhao Cheng stood in the corner, looking at the girl holding the moon in the stars, but a sense of familiarity emerged, as if he had seen it somewhere.