A majestic autumn tiger was still patrolling the world. At three o 'clock in the afternoon, the scorching sun shone on the thick and dark surface of the huge stadium, covering it with a layer of golden straw rain cape.
Above the main entrance of the stadium, there were a few big black glowing words with its own name written on it.
"Songcheng University Martial Arts Club!"
Looking at these words and the young men and women pouring into the stadium from afar, Lou Cheng felt a vigorous and high-spirited spirit. However, he, who was supposed to belong to this group, swallowed his saliva in fear. It seemed that he was feeling some kind of "homesickness". Of course, martial arts was not his hometown, and the club was not his home.
He couldn't help but look at his roommate, Cai Zongming, as if he was looking for some psychological comfort.
They met when they first entered the university, but they were birds of a feather. After military training and course selection, they quickly became bad friends who were good at hurting each other.
Cai Zongming was half a head taller than Lou Cheng, more than 1.8 meters tall. Not only was he tall and straight, but Lou Cheng had to admit that he was really handsome. He could almost be described as "sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes" in novels. Besides, he came from a good family and dressed very tastefully. The only problem was that he was too talkative!
"Cheng, why are you so nervous?" Cai Zongming put his hands in the pockets of his beige slacks and noticed Lou Cheng's abnormality. "It's just the Martial Arts Club's Orientation Party. Many people don't come. Look at Old Qiu. He signed up before us, but he also went to study by himself. It's not an exam. Why are you so nervous? "
Lou Cheng thought for a while and felt that he still needed some advice, so he chose his words carefully and said, "Casanova, do you remember the girl when we signed up?"
This guy claimed to have dated many girlfriends. He was very experienced and was especially good at talking nonsense. Everyone in the dormitory called him "Casanova". He should be the right person to ask for help in this aspect …
"Yes! How could I not remember? I've been in the university for more than a month, and I've only met two or three girls with such quality. If I didn't have a true love, I would have hit on her! "Cai Zongming glanced at Lou Cheng and laughed." What? You like her? You want to pursue her? At first glance, I thought you were a boring and honest guy. I didn't expect you to be such a person! "
Lou Cheng hurriedly explained, "Actually, I've known her for a long time. She was in the class next to mine in high school. Every time there was a broadcast of martial arts exercises, we were right next to each other. She was in the rightmost column of her class, and I was in the leftmost column of mine.
"Understood! You know her, but does she know you? "Cai Zongming held back his laughter.
The corner of Lou Cheng's mouth twitched as he glared at Cai Zongming. After a long while, he said in a muffled voice, "I don't know him …"
"I understand. Who hasn't had a crush before?" Cai Zongming stopped mocking him and said, "No wonder you dragged me to sign up for the Martial Arts Club. I thought you saw through my disguise of a hidden master!"
"Bah! Just an Amateur Fifth Pin? What kind of hidden master are you talking about? "Lou Cheng couldn't help but retort.
In today's world, martial arts had a long history. It was neither a legend nor an illusion. It had existed thousands of years ago and continued into modern times. After decades of confrontation with technology, it had to change the old ideas and traditions. It had thoroughly integrated into all aspects of society. The ranks of martial arts had also been dyed with modern colors. A special Ranking Event was held by the Martial Arts Association. The First Pin was the highest, and the Ninth Pin was the entry level. Beyond the entry level, there were also amateurs. Therefore, there were Amateur First Pin to Ninth Pin. Although they were only amateurs, they were more than enough to beat ordinary people.
Cai Zongming clicked his tongue and said, "Someone doesn't seem to be even an Amateur Ninth Pin. According to the theory of relativity, isn't it all relative? How about I give you a handicap with one hand? "
"Get lost!" Lou Cheng answered concisely. Then he took a light breath and strolled forward. As he walked, he said, "She was quite famous in high school, so I knew she liked martial arts. What's more, I didn't expect that we would both be admitted to Songcheng University. At that time, I just thought it was fate. I was excited and a little nervous, so I dragged you to sign up, hoping to have a chance to meet her."
"Yes, that's normal." Cai Zongming walked a few steps and suddenly laughed. "Look, Cheng, look! Isn't that your goddess?"
Lou Cheng's heart skipped a beat. He followed Cai Zongming's gaze and saw nine steps outside the main entrance of the Martial Arts Club. On the steps stood a girl in a red and white traditional Chinese costume. Her face was the size of a palm, and her facial features were exquisite. Intuitively, she gave the impression that she was delicate and lively, very much like a girl from the Jiangnan River village. It was Yan Zheke, the girl he had been thinking about.
"Yes, her mother is from Jiangnan …" Lou Cheng stared blankly. This was the first time he saw Yan Zheke in traditional Chinese costume. It was quite amazing.
"Why is she a greeter for the Martial Arts Club?" Lou Cheng came back to himself and asked in confusion.
She was a new student like him, and today was the Orientation Day!
Cai Zongming laughed. "That's easy. If I were a senior in the Martial Arts Club, I would definitely contact her in advance and communicate with her. Even if I couldn't make her my girlfriend, it would be good to use her as the Martial Arts Club's signboard! Unlike a rough man like you, what's the use of her? "
"You're talking as if you're not …" Lou Cheng retorted.
"Hey, I'm not. I'm a master of Amateur Fifth Pin, the future pillar of the Martial Arts Club …" Cai Zongming paused. "Normally, they should have contacted me in advance. Amateur Fifth Pin is not a common thing in the Songcheng University Martial Arts Club. Could it be that the quality of our freshmen is so high? Apart from the legendary Lin Que, there are many Amateur Third or Fourth Pin fighters? "
Lou Cheng listened to Cai Zongming's nagging while quietly looking at Yan Zheke. She stood on the edge of the steps and attracted everyone's attention. Like a star in the spotlight, she was so bright, so outstanding, and so brilliant that it made people feel ashamed of their inferiority.
"Forget it. Let's get down to business. Cheng, here's your chance!" Cai Zongming finished his soliloquy.
Lou Cheng turned to him blankly. "What chance?"
"A chance to strike up a conversation! A chance to flirt! "Cai Zongming said with disappointment.
"Strike up a conversation?" Lou Cheng looked at Yan Zheke in the distance and stuttered. "Me?"
He had never struck up a conversation before. He flinched at the thought of it. Besides, would it work?
Cai Zongming shook his head. "The success rate of striking up a conversation mainly depends on your face and eloquence. But if you don't even dare to strike up a conversation, you'll never have the chance. Besides, most girls look down on cowardly men like you. What kind of love is that if you don't even have the courage to strike up a conversation? Besides, I've analyzed it. You have a good chance. She won't even think you're striking up a conversation. "
"Why?" Lou Cheng was suddenly interested.
"Have you gone crazy from having a crush on her? You're from the same hometown and classmate. What a good relationship! In a foreign land, far away from acquaintances, your hometown and classmate are the best targets to get rid of singlehood. " Cai Zongming said eloquently. "Think about it. A girl, far away from home, studying thousands of miles away, surrounded by strangers, must be at the most insecure time. She will subconsciously get close to acquaintances. As the saying goes, when people from the same hometown meet people from the same hometown, they'll cry. Besides, you used to be in the same grade in the same school, so you can talk about a lot of topics and feel close to each other."
"You can pretend to meet her and recognize her by chance. There's a 90% chance that you can get her QQ number or mobile phone number. Well, it's not suitable to go too deep for the first time. It'll make her feel uneasy. It's best to stop when you get her QQ number."
Lou Cheng listened carefully. His heart was beating fast and he was eager to try. Casanova's words seemed to make sense.
After thinking about it for a while, he hesitated. "But, but I'm just an ordinary person. How can I be good enough for her? I don't know if I can give her a life worthy of her in the future. Or, or not …"
This was what he meant by feeling ashamed of his inferiority.
Cai Zongming was stunned. After a long time, he said,
"Cheng, don't you think too much? You haven't even met her yet and you're already thinking about your future life after marriage? You're so imaginative … "
After that, he didn't wait for Lou Cheng to think more and continued to persuade him. "Cheng, to put it nicely, you have a sense of responsibility and self-awareness. To put it bluntly, you're a coward and have no self-confidence. We're only freshmen and our school is one of the best in the country. Our major is not bad. If we study hard and study hard for four years, we'll find a good job after graduation. You don't even have this little bit of self-confidence? Or you don't want to work hard at all? If you like her, you should improve yourself for her. For her, you should force yourself. For her, you should squeeze out your potential. This is called a sense of responsibility. Otherwise, you just like the feeling of touching yourself. Nothing is afraid of seriousness! "
Lou Cheng looked at Cai Zongming in astonishment. He didn't expect this guy to say something so reasonable.
Cai Zongming changed the topic and waved his fist. "Besides, you haven't even started dating yet. It's hard to say if you can catch up with her. I don't think there's much hope … Uh … Go ahead, Cheng. Don't leave any regrets. At least you've tried. Youth didn't fail. Young people don't have to worry about anything!"
After being provoked by Cai Zongming, Lou Cheng was also young and vigorous. He suppressed his hesitation and concerns and nodded heavily.
"I'll try!"
"Well, youth didn't fail!"
After that, he looked at Yan Zheke in the distance. Looking at the beautiful figure in red and white, he gathered his courage and was about to walk over.
At this moment, Cai Zongming suddenly pulled him back.
"What's wrong?" Lou Cheng felt his blood rushing to his head.
Cai Zongming bared his teeth. "Cheng, you're too impatient. Touch your face. It's as red as a monkey's butt. She can tell you're up to no good. Hurry up and buy a bottle of ice water to cover your face."
"Damn, Casanova. You're so experienced." Lou Cheng touched his face. It was indeed burning hot. He almost stuttered when he spoke.
This is so f * cking exciting!
Thinking of this, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and started running. Instead of running to the grand venue of the Martial Arts Club, he ran in the opposite direction. Soon he was a hundred meters away. Then he turned around and ran back. When he passed by Cai Zongming, he was already panting.
"This …" Cai Zongming had been looking at him blankly. Only now did he understand. He gave a thumbs up. "I'm convinced!"
Wouldn't the blush after running cover up the original blush?
Lou Cheng's heart beat faster because of the exercise, but his feet were a little sluggish. He was still a little timid, but soon he calmed down. He passed by Cai Zongming and secretly clenched his fist.
"Well, at least I tried!"
While encouraging himself, he strode towards the venue and the beautiful figure in red and white.
Looking at his back, Cai Zongming hurriedly said, "Don't talk too much. You're not familiar with each other. It's easy to be embarrassed if you talk too much. Leave a good impression first to lay the foundation for the future."
Lou Cheng waved his hand to show that he had heard. He didn't slow down his pace. He wanted to finish in one go.
"So this is youth …" Under a nearby tree, an old man in his seventies or eighties with white hair clicked his tongue as he looked at Lou Cheng's figure. For a moment, he sighed with emotion. "Back then, I was also young like this …"
Who didn't have youth?
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