Lu Yuan sat on a black bench with a gray water bottle in his hand.

About twenty meters in front of him, there were more than thirty black fist piles about one person tall on the ground covered with a thick layer of soft padding.

The big word "source" was printed on the fist pile, and in front of each pile stood a student wearing a blue martial arts uniform.

The students struck the fist pile in front of them vigorously, and their mouths made various cheering sounds.

One after another, it seems that the atmosphere on the field is particularly lively.

Lu Yuan looked at this lively scene steadily, and the whole person seemed very quiet.

Until a sound of "class is over" pulled him back from his trance.

He stood up.

took the initiative to meet a figure that was running towards him quickly through the crowd.

"Long way!"

Coming to Lu Yuan was a young man of his age and slightly darkened skin.

He has a pair of very thick eyebrows, slightly curly hair, and locks of wet sticks to his forehead, exuding a kind of heat after intense exercise.

"How's it going, the atmosphere of our martial arts hall is good, right?"

The boy moved to untie the bandages on his palms.

"Practicing martial arts can also defend yourself, and it is much more useful than those sports such as badminton and swimming that you said before."

Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, handed over the water bottle in his hand, and said, "I have to go back and discuss it with my parents." ”

The young man saw Lu Yuan's intentions, and said quickly: "Don't worry, I'll call my uncle when I go back and make sure he agrees with you to come here."

In the future, we can also have a companion when we come to class together.

Look at your skinny appearance, you should learn some martial arts, and save yourself from being bullied. ”

The boy gently touched Lu Yuan's shoulder with his fist, then took the water bottle he handed over, unscrewed the cap and drank it in a big gulp.

After he drank most of the bottle of water in one go, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and continued: "And our martial arts hall is engaged in activities, and if you sign up for classes now, it will be much cheaper than usual." ”

"Hmm."

Lu Yuan hummed and didn't answer.

The boy didn't say anything more, dropped the sentence "I'll go take a bath, you go to the hall and wait for me for a while", and hurried away.

Lu Yuan watched the boy go away, then picked up the backpack on the chair, turned around and walked in the direction of the gate of the venue.

The boy's name is Cheng Peng, his classmate and best friend, and he is a fan of deep combat sports.

I heard that he recently wanted to sign up for an extracurricular interest class that could exercise and enhance his physique, so he forced him to come to the martial arts hall where he usually trains to "audit".

After trying to persuade him, I can't wait for him to sign up immediately.

Lu Yuan came to the door of the martial arts hall and stood on the steps.

On the top of his head, there is a huge ancient font source signboard.

Genbu Museum.

There is a recruitment advertisement on the wall of the entrance.

Words such as "ancient martial arts", "physical strengthening", "martial arts", "summer enrollment warm-up" and "special offers" are simply written on it.

Lu Yuan stared at the price information marked on the advertisement for a long time, and finally chose to turn his head and stop looking.

During this time, people kept passing by him.

Men and women, each of them looked confident and flamboyant.

Compared to them, the thin Lu Yuan looked auraless.

Lu Yuan looked at these people with some envy.

To be honest, he was still very moved by Cheng Peng's suggestion.

After the crossing, this body is weak and thin, and has been lacking sports for a long time.

It is best to describe it with a "thin dog".

That's why he's in a hurry to change.

Practicing martial arts, along with learning fighting skills, seems to be a very good choice.

But........

The high tuition fees made Lu Yuan hesitate.

"With the current situation at home, there is a high probability that they will not agree to me to apply for this martial arts interest class.

The price exceeded the psychological expectations of the parents too much......."

Lu Yuan thought silently in his heart.

"Goodbye, coach."

Cheng Peng's voice came from his ears, attracting Lu Yuan to turn his head to look.

He saw that Cheng Peng, who had changed his clothes after taking a shower, had appeared at the door of the martial arts hall at some point.

He was waving goodbye to a man of medium stature, in his thirties.

As if noticing Lu Yuan's gaze, the man casually glanced at him.

Facing those eyes, Lu Yuan suddenly felt a burst of hair in his heart.

It's as if you've been targeted by some beast, and the hairs on the back of your hands are almost going to explode.

"Bang bang - bang bang - "

Lu Yuan felt that his heart was beating fast, and it was easy to press down the throbbing.

Looking at it again, the man who gave him such an unprecedented sense of oppression had already turned around and entered the martial arts hall.

"Who is this man?"

Lu Yuan's face remained calm, pretending to casually ask Cheng Peng who walked in front of him.

"Who?"

Cheng Peng looked back at Lu Yuan's gaze, and soon showed a sudden expression.

"You said he, the coach of our martial arts gym, a very powerful martial arts master.

You don't know, our coach can punch the training pile of the students seven or eight meters away with one punch!

It's not an exaggeration at all, it's really a punch straight away, I saw it with my own eyes.

That scene, tsk......."

When Cheng Peng said this, his face unconsciously showed the color of envy and admiration, and Lu Yuan was a little stunned to hear it.

Cheng Peng: He has just seen the boxing pile used for their training, and it is estimated that it must be about 100 kilograms.

One punch knocks a hundred kilograms of something seven or eight meters away?

How much power does this have?

The boxing champion in the previous life may not be able to do it.

Although I don't know how big the "no exaggeration" emphasized by Cheng Peng is, Lu Yuan still can't help but feel a little stronger impulse in his heart.

Then this impulse quickly turned into even greater helplessness.

“.... Coach Qin is the personal disciple of the hall owner, so he can be so powerful.

It is said that he has won awards in provincial fighting competitions. ”

"Hey, if only I could be accepted as a personal heirloom by the owner one day.

No, even if it was just to become Coach Qin's official disciple, it was enough.

So I'm not killing indiscriminately at school? ........”

Cheng Peng was still chattering, but Lu Yuan didn't have the heart to listen to it anymore.

He pulled the backpack on his body and walked towards the bus stop in the distance.

"I'm home."

"Forehead ......."

Cheng Peng's conversation stopped abruptly, and he couldn't help but be a little anxious when he looked at Lu Yuan's back.

"Aren't you going to go online with me? Didn't you say that it was good to score together? ”

"Who told you that I want to go home and eat."

"Gan, pigeon me again!"

Cheng Peng raised his fist at the back of the road.

.........

Ten minutes later, Lu Yuan was already sitting on a bus.

"There are six hundred and thirty-eight yuan and five cents in the mobile wallet.

Coupled with the class scholarship rewards received from the progress of the first two monthly tests, the total is less than 2,000 yuan.

It's too far off......."

Lu Yuan put down the mobile phone in his hand and sighed softly.

His original idea was-

Tell my parents to sign up for an ordinary sports interest class, and then secretly sign up for a martial arts class after getting the money, and fill the insufficient part with my own small treasury.

But a cursory calculation shows that this idea simply doesn't work.

One of the cheapest course packages in Genwu Hall is also more than twice the price of ordinary sports interest classes.

The difference between the two was too big, that part was empty, and the little money he had saved himself was far from enough.

Although he now has a strong curiosity about this field that he has not touched in his life or two.

But the cruel reality is in front of us, and we can only choose to give up.

Lu Yuan never considered the idea of letting his parents pay all the money for himself to enroll in a martial arts class.

Recently, my grandfather had a cerebral infarction and needed a lot of money for surgery.

The family's small shop has encountered financial problems again.

At such a juncture, he really couldn't open his mouth.

If it weren't for the fact that the unified examination must be a sports specialty project, he wouldn't even want to go to an ordinary interest class.

If you just want to exercise, you can run by yourself every day.

“...... At 3:27 p.m. on June 5, China's third extraterrestrial base was officially completed. The list of the first people to go has been determined, and it is understood that the list includes .............."

"Clearance! Clearance! On the last day, the whole site is cleared! ”

“.......”

The news is playing on the on-board TV of the bus, and the sound of the horns of the shops along the street comes from the window.

Lu Yuan leaned on the hard back of the bus, looked at the street scene rushing by outside for a while, and soon heard the prompt announcing the arrival of the destination station.

He got out of the car through the back door.

The eleven o'clock sun in June, with its steaming heat, caught him off guard.

He crossed the street, then quickly ducked into the shadow of the building, and walked down a road.

Soon, a small shop with white characters on a red background and "Xinghua Food Store" printed on it came into his eyes.