Zhou Shen stayed in the store for about an hour, chatted with Chen Xiaohong and Wei Biao and Liang Mei, but when he was about to leave, he was recognized by the guests in the store and came over to sign and take a group photo.

He is not a star, so the autograph is exempt and we take a group photo together.

This is a commercial street, there are a lot of people, but more and more people come, and the inside and outside of the store are blocked.

He had no choice but to go back upstairs, and then jumped off the building and left under the reluctant gaze of Wei Biao and them.

He is still very happy to see these former classmates and current good friends living more and more prosperous under his influence.

After leaving the pedestrian street, he stopped by Tang Wanling's beauty shop.

Tang Wanling is the woman he rescued from the tram before, and she is also the godsister he recognizes.

Although it was just a joke at the time, Tang Wanling was obviously serious, and she went to visit his grandmother every once in a while, and also helped Chen Xiaohong's daughter solve school problems.

At this time, it was more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were quite a few female customers who came to the store for maintenance, all of whom were rich ladies and ladies who had money and leisure.

What Zhou Shen didn't expect was that so many acquaintances didn't recognize him at a glance before, but the receptionist at the door of the beauty shop recognized him at a glance.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly slapped each other with both hands, which was a kind of body language in surprise, excitement, and excitement...... Boss Boss ...... Your brother is here. ”

The little girl said and ran excitedly towards the store, shouting as she ran.

Some rich ladies and wives in the waiting area of the store looked at Zhou Shen one by one when they saw the little girl babbling.

Zhou Shen's beard grew relatively fast, he was shaved yesterday, and his beard was stubbled today, and his hair was blown crooked by the wind when he ran from Linhuai Town.

But even if you take care of them, you will never say it, Zhou Shen is raunchy in the Olympics, and it is their turn to make irresponsible remarks?

In addition to his unshaven beard and crooked hair, he also had no shoes on his feet.

It's not that he doesn't want to wear them, he really can't wear them, a plow step, ordinary sneakers will blow up the upper, even those sturdy shoes, he can't afford to run up the mountain and down the sea, 120 yards per hour, and all shoes are wasted.

So now I simply don't wear it, it's free, it's really comfortable.

I don't wear underwear, I don't have to do that.

However, his appearance, in the eyes of these rich ladies, is completely like a homeless homeless man, and they all show disgust.

Fortunately, Tang Wanling came over at this time, and she was very excited when she saw Zhou Shen.

"Brother, you're here......"

Tang Wanling didn't see it at all, and flew up and grabbed Zhou Shen's neck.

Tang Wanling, nicknamed "Big Bowl", was wearing a white shirt and a professional skirt, and her chest was about to break her clothes, and she was tightly pressed on Zhou Shen's chest at this time.

Ordinary men definitely can't stand it, but fortunately, Zhou Shendao's heart is strong, and even a peerless beauty like Shen Yu can be indifferent, how can he be tempted by just two catties of meat?

However, Tang Wanling was also an unintentional move under excitement, and when she let go of her hand, she chattered.

Then excitedly and proudly introduced Zhou Shen to the rich lady in the hall.

When a group of women heard that the "sloppy" man in front of them was actually Olympic champion Zhou Shen, they were naturally surprised.

Then they came over to talk and take photos with him, Zhou Shen did not refuse to come, but covered his face with Qi, so the photos and videos taken are a little abstract and distorted, at first glance, it looks fine, but if you look closely, you will find that something is wrong on your face.

After some hustle and bustle, Zhou Shen didn't stay long, and said the same sentence before parting, "If something happens in the future, remember to call me, your brother is still somewhat capable now." ”

Then he said: "Don't be afraid of trouble, I'm the least afraid of trouble, and I have a lot of time." ”

Tang Wanling nodded reluctantly, and said with tears in her eyes: "I know, brother, you go slowly." ”

Then Tang Wanling watched Zhou Shen's figure gradually disappear at the end of the road.

Later, Mengqing, a good friend and partner who had just rushed over, beat her chest and was annoyed, "Oops, why did I go to have tea with my friends today, I'm so angry......"

Tang Wanling wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and smiled: "Originally, I was very sad, but when I thought that you hadn't even seen my brother's face, my heart ...... It's suddenly balanced. Sure enough, happiness is built on the pain of others. ”

Mengqing was really uncomfortable at this time, and she couldn't care about arguing with Tang Wanling anymore, she was depressed and depressed.

"I don't know when he'll come back next time......"

Here, after Zhou Shen left the beauty salon, he went to visit Feng Yang and Zhang Sheng again.

Wei Biao's spicy hot shop was built with the help of the two of them, and they also borrowed some funds, otherwise with Wei Biao's mind and connections, how could he afford to open such a big store on the side of the commercial pedestrian street?

And it's just that the business is bad, the business is so good, and other people's businesses have been robbed, it doesn't matter that it has been closed long ago.

However, Zhou Shen didn't say anything thankful, just chatted with them about boxing and longevity.

Both of them are now practicing the Xingyi Quan and Changsheng Jue Sleep Gong Channeling Techniques that he taught.

"You may not be able to become famous in the future, but as long as you persevere, you will definitely become a real free martial arts master."

"Thank you, teacher!"

"Haha, you're welcome. You remember, the longevity formula can be taught to others, but the longevity recipe sleep gong guidance technique should not be passed on indiscriminately, this exercise varies from person to person, you can leave a message and ask me, others do not have a master to guide the way, and there will be problems if you don't practice well. ”

"Got it, we won't mess around."

"Okay, then I'll go first! I'll come back later when I have time. ”

Zhou Shen said goodbye to Zhang Sheng and Feng Yang, and then went to the Huaijiang City Gymnasium, ready to meet Liu Yunhua, the president of the Wushu Association, but Liu Yunhua went on a business trip to the province.

He planned to leave for Jinmen now, and a few days ago, Liu Weishan, vice president of the National Wushu Association, called him and strongly invited him to participate in the [First International Guoshu Exchange Conference].

This time, the Guoshu Exchange Conference is different from the previous seminars and exchange meetings, but the Guoshu Exchange Conference, which is jointly led by the Ministry of Sports, the Huaguo Wushu Association and the Guangdong Wushu Association.

Many famous martial artists at home and abroad are invited to participate in the discussion of the future development direction of Chinese martial arts.

However, in his opinion, this so-called exchange conference should not be famous, at most it is just another form of eating and drinking, and it does not fundamentally solve the problem of martial arts talent echelon.

Of course, no matter what, it's better to do something than nothing.

"The exchange conference will not be held until Saturday three days later, so it's a little early to go now, why don't you go to Hong Kong City for a round, and take the train directly to it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? Yes, it was decided. ”

With the [Huang Ting Neijing] on the right track, according to the length of cultivation, the lifespan naturally increases by 30~60 days per day, and Zhou Shen is not doing anything like before.

He would stop to look at a flower, pass by the stream to watch the fish in the water, stand under the tree and look up at the flying birds, and then jump up and catch them while they were not looking, play with them, and then let them go.

Or, like now, to see those former relatives and friends, he has a lot of time.

Someone may be about to say, since you have a lot of time, why not stay and talk to these good friends more, have a meal, and sing a song? Want to leave in such a hurry?

It's not that he doesn't want to stay and chat with them and drink tea, but they are too enthusiastic, a little too enthusiastic, and even hold him to talk, he doesn't care what others look at him, whether he likes it or dislikes it, it doesn't matter, but he has to consider the feelings of these relatives and friends.

Whether it's chatting or drinking tea, both parties should be on an equal footing.

Just like the last time he came back from Funan, he was not an Olympic champion at that time, and everyone chatted very happily, eating, barbezing, bragging, and fartizing, without any scruples.

Now they can't get used to his new identity for a while, and they are a little restrained.

But it doesn't matter, he believes that as time goes on, they will soon adjust their mindset and treat him like a good friend again, and then he will have dinner and barbecue with them and brag and fart.

After deciding, he immediately set off in the direction of "Port City".

The last time I took my grandmother on a trip to Minato City, they were driving a car, and this time they ran over the county road.

At this time, it was already more than six o'clock in the evening, the sky was dark, and the street lights were already on, but this had no effect on Zhou Shen.

Like a lithe butterfly, he ran forward quickly.

Sometimes he runs on the county road, sometimes he crosses the woods to avoid detours, and occasionally he runs over the water.

An hour later, he came to the outskirts of Nanyun County, less than 50 kilometers from the port city.

There is a National Highway 204 here, and there are a lot of large cars passing by.

After Zhou Shen climbed under a fishing garden, he was about to cross the national highway to the county seat, but Yu Guang saw a young man standing on the side of the road about 200 meters to the south.

Just then, a heavy goods vehicle loaded with steel coils drove from north to south.

The heavy tires of the car were crushing against the road, and he could feel the vibration of the road even from a distance of several tens of meters.

With the bumps on the side of the road, the speeding trucks made a "clang" sound.

At the same time, he noticed that the young man standing on the side of the road in the south turned his head to look at the approaching truck.

With his sharp eyes, he clearly saw that under the dim street lamp, the young man's body couldn't help but tremble with the approaching truck, and his body subconsciously stepped back a little.

But then he went a little further.

"Damn, this guy wants ZS."

Zhou Shen instantly judged the young man's thoughts.

At the same time, the truck sped in front of him, not slowing down at all because it was a pedestrian-infested village and there was no guardrail, obviously a veteran, confident that he was familiar with this section of the road, plus it was dragging a steel coil, and it was particularly fuel-intensive to start after braking, so he simply did not slow down.

"Neurotic, drive so quickly to reincarnate!" Zhou Shen cursed, and then rushed towards the south.

The plough was pushed to the extreme, spanning ten meters in one step, and finally caught up with the truck after 150 meters.

The truck driver was also a little surprised when he saw the figure suddenly running out of the roadside, and subconsciously let go of the accelerator.

At the same time, the young man standing on the side of the road, seeing the truck coming, gritted his teeth and rushed out of the road.

At the last moment, Zhou Shen once again squeezed the limit of his body, grabbed the young man's waist by a fraction of a millimeter, and avoided it dangerously by holding the other party's body before the truck came over.

The truck driver was frightened, because the front of the car was high, and he couldn't see what was going on under the front of the car, and just then there was another bump under the car, and there was a bang.

"It's over, it's over, it's ......"

A cool air ran from the back of the truck driver's spine to the back of his head, followed by scolding and remorse.

He slowly stopped the car, took his mobile phone and flashlight, got out of the car tremblingly, checked the tires, but did not see the imaginary corpse, and there was no blood on the ground along the way.

"I just saw two figures, why not? Is it ......?"

The truck driver thought of something bad, and couldn't help but feel a little hairy, and after looking around again, after making sure that there was nothing under the car, he quickly climbed into the car and left here.

At the same time, in the alley diagonally across the road behind him, the young man sitting against the wall burst into tears and said, "Why did you save me? ”

Zhou Shen looked at the thin young man who was sitting on the ground and said, "You are not even afraid of death, are you still afraid of living?" ”

The young man choked up and said, "Because ...... Sometimes it is more uncomfortable to live than to die. ”

"......"

Zhou Shen was going to persuade him, but looking at the young man's expression of sadness and death, he suddenly thought of himself a few months ago, and suddenly couldn't say anything to his lips.

His eyes were sharp, and he happened to see the paper peeking out of the pocket of the young man's coat, on which some handwriting was written, like a suicide note.

He then squatted down beside the young man, reached out and pulled out the paper, which looked like a "suicide note", from his pocket.

When I opened it, it began with the words "Maybe I should follow the dusk instead of looking forward to tomorrow morning" in beautiful block letters.

The following is written as if explaining his life: [My father died in a traffic accident when I was 5 years old, my mother died of cancer at the age of 8, and I have lived at my uncle's house since then, I was kicked out of the house by my uncle at the age of 10, wandered with my sister, and went to live and go to school in a welfare home at the age of 12, and suffered the strange eyes of my classmates and teachers, others ate three tons a day, I could only barely survive on subsidies because I had no money, and I was admitted to college in high school because I couldn't go to school because I didn't have money......]

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