Chapter 1 The Weak Chen Wu

At five o'clock in the morning, in a small mountain village in a certain province, Chen Wu lifted the warm quilt, lazily got up from the bed, and moved his body slightly, only to feel soreness and weakness everywhere. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Facing the mirror, Chen Wu put on his four-hundred-degree glasses and glanced at himself in the mirror. The man in the mirror is 22 years old, with a somewhat collapsed nose, rough skin, and a few pimples on his face. He is 173cm tall and weighs 120 pounds, with small bones and weak limbs, only two pectoral muscles in his chest, but they are a little soft.

This is the last winter vacation before graduation, he is thin and haggard, he just returned home yesterday, he was disgusted by his mother, so he was dragged to see a famous local Chinese medicine doctor.

After a while, the Chinese medicine doctor told him that he just likes to play games, stay up late, eat hot food, and do things that "hurt the body", so his body is inevitably a little hollowed out.

Fortunately, it is a young person, take medicine for seven days, go to bed early and get up early, drink more hot water, eat more fruits, exercise more, and your body will soon be fine. So that night, after drinking the bitter Chinese medicine, he was forced by his mother to go into a room without a computer, asking him to go to bed early, and promised her to get up early the next morning, and then go for a run.

It's rare to get up so early, Chen Wu looked at himself in the mirror, his eyelids were puffy, and his dark circles looked lighter. Chen Wu chuckled, quickly washed his face and brushed his teeth, then changed into a pair of sports clothes, and then put on thick socks and sneakers, and suddenly felt that the soreness in the deep mountains was a little less.

It was still a little cold in the morning after five o'clock, and the wet and cold weather in the south made water works appear on the tiled walls. Chen Wu came to the kitchen, gently lifted the lid of a brown stoneware clay pot, a strong smell of Chinese medicine came to his nose, Chen Wu scooped out two pieces of meat from it and put them in the bowl, poured half a bowl of medicinal soup into the bowl, and put it in the microwave oven to heat.

"Yesterday, the old Chinese medicine doctor said that this nourishes yin and nourishes the kidneys, cools and reduces fire at the same time, it can also make up for the emptiness of my body, and my mother went to buy five catties of keel (part of the bone-in meat on the pig's backbone) and stew it with these Chinese medicines, I don't know if this is really effective?" Chen Wu said alone, and couldn't help but walk.

"Ya, it's too cold" Chen Wu couldn't help complaining, close to the zero degree room temperature, Chen Wu's somewhat rheumatic knees ached, like ice cubes sticking to his knees, and as if there were needles pricking his knees, it was the kind of needles made of ice, cold to the bone marrow, which made Chen Wu couldn't help but shiver.

With a "ding" sound, the soup was hot, Feitian picked up the chopsticks, and slowly began to drink the soup and eat meat. The soup was a little hot, and Feitian didn't dare to drink it in a big gulp, because he had several mouth ulcers in his mouth, and he was afraid that if it was burned, the wound would worsen. When the time comes, it will hurt for a long time.

Gently stirring the soup with chopsticks, it soon cooled down, and Chen Wu, who had slept all night, was also a little thirsty, and drank the warm medicinal soup in a big gulp. After drinking about half a bowl of soup, I began to eat meat again, which was stewed together with Chinese medicine for more than an hour, and became extremely soft, melting in my mouth, without a trace of greasy, but with a fragrance of herbs.

In just two minutes, Chen Wu finished eating the meat and drinking the soup, only to feel that his stomach was warm, and a little sweat dropped.

"Comfortable! This small rice bowl is too few!" Feitian felt that if he could eat another bowl, he would definitely warm and comfortable to the heavens.

Then Chen Wu rinsed the bowl with cold water a little, and decided to leave it for a while before his mother got up and washed it. After walking slowly in the house a few times, I felt that my body was warm again, so I tidied up my clothes, gently pushed open the door and went out for a run.

At this time, it was half past five, the sky was still a little dark, the cold fog in the air made the visibility very low, as soon as he went out, the wet and cold wind came to his face, like a basin of cold water splashed on his face, Chen Wu trembled, and laughed at himself: "It's still too empty! I heard that some people with strong bodies and strong blood are not afraid of the cold." ”

Slowly, Chen Wu began to run along the road, and he decided to run to the arched bridge at the end of the village and run back, which was about two kilometers at a time, and this strength was quite suitable for his current body.

Running slowly, Chen Wu only felt that the cold air was pouring into his body, making him uncomfortable, and secretly made up his mind to wear more tomorrow. Chen Wu closed his mouth tightly and breathed through his nose, such cold air entered his mouth in a big gulp, and the feeling of being so cold in his heart that he was cold in his stomach was unbearable.

Chen Wu took three steps and one breath, his steps were small but not powerful, because he felt that his ankle hurt, yes. Chen Wu is like this, although he was thin before high school, he was still healthy. After high school, Chen Wu, who came into contact with mobile phones and opened the door to a new world, soon fell into it, and the videos on the Internet, all kinds of temptations, plus bad work and rest, almost hollowed out Chen Wu's body.

He was almost all sick with his body, his ankles and knees hurt when he moved his feet and feet, his wrists hurt and his shoulders hurt when he moved his hands, and he felt weak when he lay motionless in the dormitory, and he sat there listening carefully to lectures and had back pain. Joked about by classmates, young people in their twenties and bodies in their seventies.

Ten minutes, Chen Wu glanced at the watch in his hand, from his home to the stone arch bridge, the one-kilometer road ran for ten minutes, Feitian shook his head. Turning around, he dragged his gradually hot body and ran home.

Three steps and one breath, every breath, Chen Wu could feel that there was a part of his body, but every breath also gave Chen Wu the strength to continue running. The more he ran, the smoother he became, as if he had touched the lubricating oil on the rusty gears, and the weight under his feet was light and weak, two or three meters in a step, Chen Wu's speed was getting faster and faster, as if he was back in junior high school.

Eight minutes, Chen Wu ran to the door of the house, felt that there was still a lot of physical strength on his body, thought of the hill next to his home, the mountainside part of the construction of an activity center, from the foot of the mountain to the halfway up the mountain there are 300 steps, Chen Wu decided to rush a step to help the fun.

Coming to the foot of the mountain, Feitian slowly adjusted his breath, he wanted to try to see if he could climb two hundred steps in one minute.

Taking a deep breath, with his feet strained, he began to run up step by step, running about 30 steps, Chen Wu began to take two steps at a time, "Hiss!" Chen Wu roared, his feet began to lose strength, and he slowly slowed down, and soon he still passed a hundred steps.

This staircase up the hill has a big staircase every fifty meters. Chen Wu glanced at his watch at a hundred steps away-50 seconds, but it was impossible to run up within a minute, and even Chen Wu didn't have the strength to practice running, and the physical strength just now was just an illusion. After a half-minute break, Chen Wu began to run slowly on the net, this time for 70 seconds.

Coupled with the break in the middle, just two hundred steps, he ran two and a half minutes, Chen Wu knew that the last time the junior high school students in the village came here to practice running, several junior high school students aged 13 or 14 ran 200 steps in one minute.

"It's too empty!"

"It's too empty!"

Two sentences sounded at the same time on the top of the quiet mountain, one was Chen Wu's self-deprecation, and the other was it?