Standing by the window and watching Lou Cheng's figure disappear at the end of the road, Yan Zheke bit her lip and resisted the urge to follow him out. She withdrew her gaze and sniffed. The aroma of Egg Fried Rice filled the whole room.
She picked up her phone and unconsciously smiled. Her fingers quickly typed a message to her boyfriend, who she had just separated from. "It's all your fault! Every time I close my eyes, all I can think of is egg fried rice! "
Because the cold rice from last night was cooked by Lou Cheng and turned into breakfast for two people, the following kitchen lessons could only be replaced by freshly steamed rice. Although the essence of the dish couldn't be fully understood, it was enough for her to master the basic skills of egg fried rice.
Soon she received Lou Cheng's reply.
"Hehe, every time I close my eyes, all I can think of is the burnt egg fried rice."
Yan Zheke's cheeks flushed. She spat and clenched her teeth while typing on the keyboard.
"Pervert! Big pervert! "
She walked lightly into the study, turned on the computer, logged into the surveillance system and began to search for videos related to Lou Cheng. She planned to format them and not leave any trace.
It's hard to guard against a thief in the house!
It's not a big deal if a thief comes to steal the cabbage at home. The big deal is that the cabbage wants to follow him!
When she saw Lou Cheng carrying his martial arts shoes and tiptoeing up the stairs, Yan Zheke pursed her lips and smiled. Her hand that wasn't holding the mouse rested on her chin. She actually watched the video seriously, as if she had forgotten her original purpose.
There were no surveillance cameras in the bedroom, so the scene quickly switched to the kitchen. She watched as Lou Cheng, dressed in pajamas, skillfully cracked eggs to start a fire and tossed a wok of fried rice. She watched as she busily weighed the seasonings with a child's balance. The girl changed her posture slightly, cupping her cheek with one hand. The look in her eyes grew softer and softer, like ripples of a rippling lake. Her heart felt warm and full.
When the two of them sat side by side and enjoyed breakfast like newlyweds, Yan Zheke spat again and clicked the pause button. She stood up abruptly and ran upstairs. Back in her room, she took out her portable hard drive with large capacity.
I have to copy and save the videos about Cheng!
She looked at them and moved them bit by bit. She couldn't help but laugh at Lou Cheng's silly look as he squatted beside the fridge with a bowl and chopsticks. She blushed and her eyes teared up because the two of them were so engrossed in their intimacy that they burned a serving of egg fried rice.
Even though she had quickly skimmed through these parts, she discovered many details that she hadn't noticed before from another angle. For example, when they were kissing passionately, Lou Cheng's hand was stroking her back. He had tried to move his hand closer to her body several times, but he had resisted the urge.
"Pervert …" She cursed in a low voice. Her eyes were filled with both joy and anger.
He really craves me, and he really respects me …. "
But why do boys always like that kind of thing?
Just as her thoughts were wandering, she heard the sound of a fingerprint unlocking the door.
Yan Zheke suddenly sobered up. She quickly copied the remaining surveillance videos to her hard drive and reformatted the original ones.
After finishing all this, she turned off the computer, walked out of the study, and smiled at the aunties.
"Aunty Huang, make three extra servings for lunch. I have a few friends coming over. One of them is a professional fighter. They all like your steamed crucian carp very much."
Song Li, Gu Shuang, and Xing Jingjing were coming to visit later. They would interrogate her in detail about her secret relationship.
"Okay, I'll go buy the ingredients right away." The aunty in charge of cooking said with a smile.
Yan Zheke pursed her lips and pretended to say casually,
"By the way, there's a lot of egg fried rice in the kitchen. Just throw it away. I'll use it for practice."
…
The afternoon sun shone into the living room, making it hot and dry. Zhao Zijun sat on the sofa with the air conditioner in his hand. He didn't turn it on for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Old Zhao?" Huang Qun came out with the food and shouted in confusion, "Didn't I ask you to turn on the air conditioner? What are you thinking about? "
The place where they worked was close to home. Huang Qun's work was more leisurely, so she would come back for lunch if she had nothing to do.
Zhao Zijun sighed and said with a wry smile, "I'm thinking about the boy from the Lou family … Although I can't find out his relationship with Director Xing, I can see that he has a bright future. As long as there are no accidents, he will be rich in the future."
He had already checked the general situation of Lou Cheng.
Huang Qun hesitated and said, "How about we let Qianqian meet Lou Yuanwei? He's a good guy. Looks like the Lou family is going to be rich … "
"No! Don't think about it. I've been a police officer for so many years and caught so many criminals. I have a good eye for people. " Zhao Zijun rejected his wife's proposal. "Lou Yuanwei is good in other aspects, but he's too frivolous and unstable. He refuses to do things in a down-to-earth way. It's hard to change this character. In the future, even if his younger brother is very capable, I'm afraid that he can't take care of him."
"Then why do you want to know about the boy from the Lou family? He's still in college! "Huang Qun asked angrily.
Zhao Zijun stood up and walked to the table. He said, "Even if I can't ask him for help, I still need to be on good terms with him. Lou Zhisheng and I have been friends since we were young. I need to keep in touch with him and his family more. If anything happens in the future, it's better to ask them for help than Lou Yuanwei."
"You've been thinking about these things for years!" Huang Qun shook her head.
Zhao Zijun sat at the table and said self-deprecatingly, "I didn't understand before. I've been suffering. But in recent years, I finally understand that it's really important to curry favor …"
…
In a small training field of the Gushan Martial Arts School.
Lou Cheng crossed his arms and watched Qin Rui's every move thoughtfully.
Still stance was not something that could be mastered in a short time. After an hour of individual guidance, he would try and practice hard day after day. Occasionally, he would have some questions, so he didn't want Qin Rui to waste too much money on this.
In this hour of individual guidance, the focus was on the correction of the fighting style.
Chu Weicai was a real Professional Ninth Pin fighter. He was deeply immersed in Tiger Form and other sects. He had no problem teaching the fighting style and moves, but after all, he was old and didn't have enough energy. The opportunities and number of people he could teach were limited. Most of the time, he had to rely on Dai Linfeng's help.
Under such circumstances, Qin Rui's strength techniques, footwork, and punches were good. But when it came to the connection of moves, there were some problems. He was over 1.9 meters tall with long arms and legs. Many of his moves had to be adjusted correspondingly to make the connection smoother and more natural. But no one had ever pointed this out to him before.
"Good. Tiger Hug and Downward Chop. This adjustment will make it easier for you to follow up later changes." Lou Cheng nodded in approval.
Qin Rui smiled bitterly. "But it feels awkward to fight."
"Any change of habits is awkward. Practice more and try to make these adjustments into habits." Lou Cheng smiled.
One taught, the other practiced. Time passed quickly. Qin Rui was a little more familiar with the adjusted fighting style. He was more convinced by Lou Cheng.
"Hehe, when I'm completely familiar with it, I might be able to give Senior Dai a surprise." Qin Rui said smugly.
Lou Cheng smiled and didn't comment. Some things had to be tried by oneself to know where the gap was.
After Qin Rui left, he drank the medicine soup he brought and started his own training.
Thinking of the urgent and clear goal at noon, Lou Cheng felt a breath of air pass through his chest. He was full of motivation. Thunderclouds filled his mind. His stomach rumbled. His muscles tightened and compressed. His punches and kicks were accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.
This time, the effect of his training was better and better. He felt like he was getting twice the result with half the effort.
However, he still couldn't find his own martial arts will. To be more precise, he didn't know what martial arts will was.
The desire to win, the unshakable will, and the will to enjoy without lust. He didn't lack any of these. But what the hell was martial arts will?
Confused, Lou Cheng ended his training and made a call. He decided to ask his master for advice.
"Hey, brat, what's the problem this time?" Geezer Shi coughed.
Lou Cheng answered honestly, "Master, I'd like to ask you what martial arts will is."
"Well, that's a good question." Geezer Shi laughed.
He had been waiting for his disciple to call and ask for advice.
Taking the initiative to tell that brat was different from waiting for advice. The latter would be much better. Hahaha!
He paused and said slowly, "To put it bluntly, it's the training of the heart and mind. Only with a firm heart can you control the body, control the details, and influence the spirit, Qi, blood, and force to complete the 'withdraw' attempt. It's similar to the feeling when you enter meditation, but the latter can't be done in a fight. That's why I said that with this as the foundation, it will be much easier for you to enter the Dan stage."
"As for how to be firm in one's heart and how to possess the martial will, the experts of each sect and faction have their own understanding and path. They are not completely the same. As for me, I'm closer to the military, so my understanding is also related to them. Let me give you an example. Do you know what the biggest difference between the modern army and the modern army is?"
"No." Lou Cheng didn't know anything about this.
Geezer Shi answered seriously, which was rare for him. "Modern armies use strict discipline and cruel punishment to paralyze soldiers, making them fear military discipline more than death. Modern armies, on the other hand, dare to face death directly because they know what they are fighting for!"
"Why did the army that created miracles time and time again complete the Long March? Why did they have a steel-like will? Why did they still move forward after encountering so many difficulties? It's not because they were born great, it's not because they are monsters. It's because they have understood 'why they are fighting for' and how much they are willing to pay for it."
"Many people always say that they can learn the spirit of the Long March and learn the will that is nothing to them. Hehe, that's just on the surface. They don't see the essence at all. They don't dare or are unwilling to ask why they and not any other army at that time did it. The source of their strength, spirit, and will is that they know what they are fighting for!"
Lou Cheng was shocked. He had never seen things from this angle before. When his master hung up the phone, he was still muttering to himself,
What are they fighting for?
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