Although it was said to be far away, it was actually not that far. After running for a short while, Lou Cheng arrived at the front of the martial arts arena and climbed up the nine steps. His heart was thumping and his cheeks were burning. He didn't know if it was because of the long run or because of the upcoming conversation.
He had rehearsed all kinds of developments in his mind. At this time, he was panting and silently clenching his fists, encouraging himself.
"What are you afraid of? Don't be a coward if you are a man!"
After a few seconds of internal drama, Lou Cheng slowed down his pace. His eyes seemed to come in contact with Yan Zheke, who was beautiful and dignified under the contrast of the red and white traditional Chinese clothing. It was as if he was passing by all the miscellaneous people. But just as he was about to pass by her, he suddenly stopped and said in surprise,
"You, are you from Xiushan No. 1 Middle School?"
Yan Zheke was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't hear him clearly. But soon she came back to herself, and her two soft black thin eyebrows stretched. "Yes, and you are?"
Lou Cheng's heart was beating like a drum. His face was full of smiles, but he was still panting. "I'm from Class Four. Every time we do radio exercises, I'm in the row next to you. Well, a few seats behind you. Hehe, I didn't expect you to be admitted to Songcheng University."
Yan Zheke suddenly understood. Although she obviously didn't know Lou Cheng, she seemed to have let down her guard a lot. Two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks. "I haven't heard of other people entering Songcheng University. I thought I was the only one."
Lou Cheng thought of Cai Zongming's teaching and resisted the urge to scratch the back of his head. He said self-mockingly, "I'm a low-key person. I'm not familiar with other students."
Yan Zheke's smile was so beautiful that he couldn't take his eyes off her.
Yan Zheke maintained her smile without any reluctance. She seemed to be happy from the bottom of her heart. "What's your name? Maybe I've heard of you. Cheng Tao from Class Four often comes to our class. "
Her voice was soft but not shy, as if her voice had always been like this.
"Cheng Tao. Every time he lent me his homework to copy. I'm Lou Cheng. You probably haven't heard of me. I'm just a nobody." "But I know your name, Yan Zheke. You are very famous in our grade and in our school. Well, you are good at studying and have a good personality. Everyone thought you would go to the capital or Huahai, but you went to Songcheng."
Yan Zheke pursed her lips and turned her head to the side. Her dimples were even more obvious when she was complimented in front of her face.
"If I made a mistake in the College Entrance Exam and got into Songcheng University with a difference of more than ten marks, your words would have offended me severely."
Damn, it's true. I didn't think before I spoke. Luckily, Yan Zheke didn't come to Songcheng University because she made a mistake in the College Entrance Examination … Lou Cheng was shocked and felt a little scared. He almost said, "She's beautiful, good at studying, and has a good personality." But he thought it would be too frivolous to praise her in their first conversation, so he forced himself to hold back.
No wonder Casanova didn't want me to talk too much, as expected of Casanova!
Thinking of Cai Zongming's warning, Lou Cheng hurriedly said, "If a famous person like you makes a mistake in the college entrance examination, the news will definitely spread throughout our grade. Uh, there are more and more people. I'll go in first and not disturb you."
"Okay." Yan Zheke answered briskly.
Lou Cheng secretly took a breath and opened his mouth again. He pretended to ask casually, "By the way, what's your QQ number? It seems that there are a few classmates in our grade who also came to Songcheng. Maybe we can have a chance to meet up."
After saying this, he held his breath and his heart seemed to stop beating.
The last sentence was just an excuse. The real reason was that he wanted her QQ number.
Yan Zheke didn't hesitate. She smiled and pointed at the red string around her neck. "It's not convenient for me to use my phone in this outfit. You can write down my QQ number first and I'll add you later. Remember to note it as Lou Cheng from Class 4 of No.1 Middle School. I don't add unfamiliar numbers. My QQ number is XXXXX."
"Okay." Lou Cheng was ecstatic and almost couldn't hold back. He silently recited the number and took out his phone from the left pocket of his jeans. He logged in to QQ and chose to search. He almost laughed when he saw the name. "Is it 'Tantai Cuihua'?"
The style of this name is simply too weird. Yan Zheke's appearance on the Internet is very different from her appearance in real life …
Yan Zheke's eyes curved and she said with an obvious smile, "Yes, don't you think this name is very down-to-earth?"
She paused and said, "You don't know that joke?"
"Is it the joke that destroys high and mighty compound surnames?" Although Lou Cheng didn't know, this style was too obvious. He could roughly guess it just by guessing.
Murong, Huangfu, Shangguan, Zhuge, Tantai, these compound surnames were very special. They felt high and mighty. If they were used with a good name, they would be used in romance novels and TV series for the main characters or supporting characters. But if they were used with a local name, it would make people laugh. Even if they weren't local, a relatively contemporary name would have the same effect. For example, Murong Jianjun, Huangfu Sufen, Shangguan Weiguo, etc.
Yan Zheke's eyes were smiling. "Yes, don't you think it's very interesting?"
"It's very interesting. Should I change my QQ name to 'Zhuge Ergou'?" Lou Cheng felt that he had a good chat with Yan Zheke and almost wanted to continue chatting like this. But suddenly there was a cough behind him. Classmate Cai Zongming had come to the side.
Lou Cheng restrained his impulse and waved to Yan Zheke. "My friend is here. I'll go in first. Bye bye."
"Bye bye." Yan Zheke waved her hand to attract the attention of others.
Lou Cheng turned around and pretended not to hesitate to come to Cai Zongming's side. His face was full of unconcealable joy.
"Not bad. I thought you would stutter when you speak. You do have potential." Cai Zongming walked a few steps and entered the gate. The noisy crowd rushed to his face. If he didn't lower his voice, he wouldn't be afraid of being heard by others.
The center of the Martial Arts Gym was divided into two halves. One half was set up as an arena, the size of a basketball court. There were rows and rows of seats in the front and back. The other half was directly connected to the arena, the size of four or five basketball courts. All kinds of equipment were arranged around the arena. At first glance, it was obvious that this place was used for martial arts practice. But now it was used as a welcome party. It was crowded and bustling, much more than what Lou Cheng had imagined.
"Isn't this forcing?" Lou Cheng said with a smile. "There are so many people in the Martial Arts Club."
"Of course. The Martial Arts Competition is the most popular competition in the world. The strong martial artists are the most popular people in the world. Of course, the Martial Arts Club of each university is the biggest club." Cai Zongming straightened his back, showing the demeanor of a hidden master. In the end, he gossiped. "Did you get his QQ number?"
There was no first place in literature, and no second place in martial arts. After years of peace, there were more and more fights between martial artists. Their strength beyond the limits of the human body made the audience excited and excited. They imagined that they could be so strong and powerful. They were no longer afraid of the weak and weak. Later, after the media and the entertainment circle intervened, there was a formal Martial Arts Competition.
This kind of Martial Arts Competition was divided into two types. The first type was derived from the original competition between sects. Sects, martial arts clubs, and martial arts clubs participated in a collective competition to determine the strongest force and the strongest inheritance. The second type was a competition between individuals to compete for the title of the first.
The former was the "Professional Martial Arts Competition" that was currently popular throughout the country. It was divided into four levels, and the highest level belonged to the twelve forces that dominated the martial arts in the country. For them, the greatest humiliation was to be at the end of the competition and be beaten down to the next level. That was simply a great humiliation.
The second type currently had five national individual Challenge Tournaments, also known as "Title" Tournaments. Once one won the Challenge Tournament, he would get the corresponding title and be recognized as one of the strongest in the country. For example, after winning the Battle of Warrior Sage, he would be able to monopolize the title of Warrior Sage in the following year. Therefore, there was a saying that above the First Pin, there was a "Title"!
The commercial income of such a competition was very high, which made all the major forces and martial arts masters earn a lot of money. Not only did it bring honor, but it also brought a huge amount of wealth and fans. The influence of the competition was also far-reaching. Even the universities could not escape from it. With products like the National University Martial Arts Competition, the Martial Arts Clubs of all the universities flourished.
Did you get his QQ number? Lou Cheng couldn't help but smile.
"Of course! Casanova, what should we do next? "
"What else can we do? Find a topic to talk about, get closer to each other, understand each other's preferences, and then find an opportunity to ask him out. You're classmates, so it shouldn't be difficult to find a topic. " Cai Zongming looked at Lou Cheng with contempt and joked. "If you don't understand, give me your QQ number and I'll help you!"
"Get lost!" Lou Cheng said concisely, and then sighed. "It's really different to be guided by an experienced person."
"Of course, I've had many girlfriends." Cai Zongming smiled complacently.
Lou Cheng had been "suppressed" for a long time today. At this time, he looked at Cai Zongming, curled his lips and said, "How old are you?"
"18? What's wrong? Can't I have had many girlfriends? I had my first love when I was in the third grade of primary school! "Cai Zongming said with a look of" How dare you question my strength. "
"No, what I mean is, you've had so many girlfriends, but all of them broke up with you. Hmm, the problem must be you …" While speaking, Lou Cheng deliberately sized him up and down. Between his expression, there was a look of "realization".
Cai Zongming's face suddenly froze, and then he said in a bad mood,
"Can't we have a good chat?"
Then he explained casually, "Some of them are pen pals. They get along quickly, but they also get cold quickly. They break up after a while because of some things. Some of them transfer schools and I can't do anything about it. Some of them have really different personalities. Isn't there a song that says, 'Love is always easy, but it's hard to get along'? In short, I'm not a fickle person. Now that I've reined in myself, if you see my girlfriend in the future, don't say things like 'fickle' or 'love saint'. Speaking of which, can't you give me a nicer nickname? Casanova sounds terrible. Don't call me that. "
"Okay, Little Ming." Lou Cheng answered with a smile.
Cai Zongming was stunned. He sighed and said, "Let's call you Casanova."
"Yes, Little Ming." Lou Cheng was in a good mood now that he had won a round.
Maybe it was because everything had its vanquisher. Little Ming valued his current girlfriend very much, just like how Lou Cheng valued Yan Zheke.
Cai Zongming was so angry that he laughed.
"Cheng, actually we shouldn't have joined the Martial Arts Club. We should have joined the Crosstalk Club. I'm sure we'll be popular with your support!"
Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise at the door.
"Lin Que is here!"
"Lin Que!"
Along with the noise, the crowd rushed to the door.
Lou Cheng and Cai Zongming looked at each other with excitement and curiosity. They followed the crowd and squeezed through.
There was a rumor in the school that this year there was a genius fighter who had successfully reached the Professional Ninth Pin at the age of 18. He had just entered the Martial Arts Club and was better than most of the disciples of sects and martial arts schools.
Such a genius fighter actually chose to enter the university instead of the invitation and training from sects, martial arts clubs, and martial arts clubs!
In the whole university circle, there was not only one Professional Ninth Pin fighter who entered the university, but most of them were from traditional martial arts schools. This was the first time in the history of Songcheng University.
And this genius martial artist was Lin Que!
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