Lou Cheng didn't complain about the lack of qualifications. He had already known that there would be 12 seeded players in this Youth Tournament. He had even watched a lot of promotional videos. That was why he felt familiar with Zhang Zhutong.
The standard for seeded players was Professional Seventh Pin, Professional Ninth Pin, and several famous fighters of the Professional Ninth Pin with supernatural abilities in the province. Not to mention whether the organizing committee would search the videos of every fighter of the Professional Ninth Pin, Lou Cheng's recent performance was not enough for him to be selected.
In other words, the minimum requirement for seeded players was Professional Eighth Pin. Lou Cheng obviously didn't reach this level before the summer vacation.
Of course, things were different now. He didn't feel that he was worse than some of the seeded players.
Hearing his answer, Chen Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that she had asked a question that she shouldn't have. Of all things, she had touched a sore spot. Hurriedly, she said, "Brother Lou Cheng, you will definitely be qualified in the future!"
"I should be qualified now …" Lou Cheng thought. He didn't mind the little girl's unintentional question. He smiled and said, "I hope so … Let's go back to the main entrance. We can't get out of here."
Because they didn't know the strength of their son (cousin), Qi Fang, Ma Xi, and the others forgot about the qualification for the banquet. They excitedly discussed the situation just now and followed Lou Cheng back to the main entrance. They went to a Nanyun restaurant nearby.
On the way, Lou Cheng seized the time to ask Little Ming, "Talker, are you there?"
"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't ask me if I'm here!" Cai Zongming answered casually.
"I'm treating some high school classmates, my parents, and my cousin. I feel that the atmosphere will be awkward. What should I do?" Lou Cheng described the difficulty.
Cai Zongming chuckled.
"Make fun of yourself. This is the only way out!"
"You're the connection point between the two parties. Your parents will definitely be interested in your embarrassing moments in school. Your classmates can also get in on it, and vice versa."
Lou Cheng felt that it made sense at first. Then he was shocked. "My mom will tell all my embarrassing stories if they continue to talk like this. How can I show up in front of my classmates? What a bad idea! "
He didn't even have the nerve to tell Ke about some embarrassing things!
Cai Zongming threw his head back and laughed.
"This is the only move I have left. Good luck to you!"
After gnashing his teeth for a while, Lou Cheng consulted Coach Yan. After combining the opinions of both parties, he gradually came up with a draft on how to lead the conversation.
He had already booked a private room in advance. After meeting Jiang Fei, Qiu Hailin, and the others outside the restaurant, they walked straight in and took their seats. He started the conversation with self-deprecating and started talking about their high school days. The atmosphere gradually became more comfortable and less restrained.
When the dishes were about to be served, Lou Cheng got up and walked out of the private room to the bathroom. When he was washing his hands outside, he saw Cao Lele looking for him.
"Here!" He waved his hand.
As Cao Lele approached, she muttered, "There's something wrong with the design here. I can't see the logo over there!"
She and Lou Cheng had been sitting at the same table for a long time, so they had a good relationship. Therefore, she spoke casually. Seeing that there was no one around, she asked curiously, "Lou Cheng, I heard that you're working part-time as a coach in Gushan Martial Arts School?"
According to Fatty Jiang, he was already of Professional Ninth Pin. Then he must be very powerful in Xiushan, right?
"Yeah, why do you ask this all of a sudden?" Lou Cheng asked with a puzzled smile.
Cao Lele pouted and said self-deprecatingly, "No one cares about me when I'm studying in a university in another city. I've gained almost five kilograms this year. I think I need to work out to lose weight."
Lou Cheng took a closer look and found that this petite and dainty deskmate of his did indeed have a round face.
He held back his laughter and didn't tease her about her weight. He answered seriously, "I don't know much about fitness, but Gushan Martial Arts School has a special fitness coach."
Cao Lele was already mentally prepared to be teased and laughed at, but unexpectedly, Lou Cheng didn't mention it at all.
She looked at him in surprise and suddenly said with emotion, "Lou Cheng, you've changed so much in just one year. I almost can't remember what you looked like in high school. Compared to you, other students, including me, seem to be still in the same place. I've just seen more of the world."
Today, Lou Cheng was tall and straight with a gentle temperament. He was confident, calm, and elegant in his speech and behavior. He didn't look like a freshman at all.
"Should I say thank you for your compliment?" Lou Cheng answered with a smile.
"It's not a compliment, it's the truth." Cao Lele smiled reservedly and asked curiously, "I heard from Fatty Jiang that you have a girlfriend? She must be very outstanding, right? "
Only then would they be a good match!
"Yes." Thinking of Coach Yan, Lou Cheng smiled from the bottom of his heart and his eyes softened a little.
Looking at Lou Cheng like this, Cao Lele was envious and had the impulse to fall in love. She also wanted to have a boy who would show such expression and look when talking about her.
Lou Cheng didn't talk much with her. He waved his hand and turned back to the private room.
Based on their long experience of deskmates, such an attitude was actually a little strange, but Lou Cheng did it deliberately. First, after they went to universities in other cities, they didn't have much contact. Occasionally, they would exchange a few words in the class group, or Cao Lele would ask about computer problems in private. Second, he felt that it was enough to maintain the relationship with other girls at this level since he had a girlfriend.
The Nanyun cuisine in this restaurant was indeed very good, and it was also very suitable for the people of Xing Province. The dinner was very enjoyable, and many of Lou Cheng's embarrassing stories were dug up, which became the favorite topic of Qiu Hailin, Cao Lele, and Qi Yunfei.
Fortunately, it's still under control … Lou Cheng thought happily. After sending his parents and three cousins to the hotel, he took Tao Xiaofei's car back to Tianshui Hotel.
At this time, the banquet hall of the Youth Tournament was still brightly lit.
…
The next morning, Lou Cheng, who had finished his training, led a group of cheering fans who hadn't watched the Challenge Tournament live to the Gaofen Martial Arts Stadium, introducing them to various aspects.
The layout of the Youth Tournament was similar to that of the Warrior Sage Challenge Tournament. It was also divided into the central ring and nine smaller rings around it, each with a big screen showing the battles on it.
When Lou Zhisheng, Qi Fang, and the others gradually adapted to the atmosphere of the Martial Arts Competition, Lou Cheng suddenly heard someone shouting not far away,
"Sir Lou!"
Turning his head, he saw Wu Ting jumping and waving at him. Her two ponytails swayed back and forth. She was very excited.
"What a coincidence!" He responded with a smile. Then he saw Chairman Wei Renjie and several men he didn't know standing next to Wu Ting. One of them was full of vigor and blood, and his eyes were terrifyingly sharp.
Is he Sun Yixing, the Mighty Ninth Fighter recommended by Club Master Chu? Lou Cheng nodded thoughtfully.
Although this Professional Ninth Pin fighter looked ordinary, he was quite famous in the past. During the Ranking Event, he defeated several fighters from the surrounding cities and won a place for Xiushan to enter the Ninth Pin. At that time, he was only 20 years old.
Wu Ting replied with a bright smile, "Not a coincidence, not at all! I've been looking for you, Sir Lou! "
At this time, because of Wu Ting's movement, Wei Renjie, Wu Qinggui, and Sun Yixing all looked over and saw Lou Cheng leading a group of people, old and young. He looked more like a tour guide than a fighter.
"Lou, you're here too?" Wei Renjie didn't call him by his full name since they had met several times.
"Yeah." Lou Cheng answered frankly and said with a smile, "But first, I have to show my parents around and have a look."
After a few words of greeting, they separated. Wei Renjie's secretary ran back with a document in his hand. "Chairman, this is the number of matches for the Xiushan fighters today."
Wei Renjie glanced at it and handed it to Sun Yixing. He smiled and said, "Thank you, Sun."
He couldn't tell whether it was good or bad.
Sun Yixing laughed and said, "It's my pleasure."
Then he sighed and said, "If it weren't for this, no professional fighter would come to watch the first three rounds …"
…
In a dark bedroom, a beautiful woman woke up lazily. She found that there was no one beside her, and the temperature was cold.
She put on her pajamas and walked to the window. She looked outside and saw Zhang Zhutong practicing Martial Arts in the garden. His upper body was naked, and his muscles were exposed from time to time. Drops of sweat trickled down his body.
"Can't he stop for a day …" The beautiful woman complained.
…
In a park, Xing Jingjing stood in a dark corner with her eyes closed, practicing one move after another.
…
In a martial arts club, a young man with a shallow scar on his face stood quietly. His body was empty, as if he didn't exist.
…
Beside a pond full of blooming lotus flowers, a young man with a few tufts of white hair grabbed the air and made crayfish in the mud fly up one by one.
…
Three days later, the morning sun was just right, shining brightly in the room.
Lou Cheng took a shower to wash away the traces of his morning exercise. He put on his white martial arts suit with black edges and stood by the window, looking down at the martial arts arena in the shape of a beetle. He slowly adjusted the buttons on his wrist.
Today was the start of the fourth round.
After adjusting his clothes, he turned around and picked up his phone. As expected, he saw a voice message from Yan Zheke who was far away in Jiangnan.
He put the phone to his ear and moved his thumb slightly. He heard her soft and clear voice like the first time,
"Lou Cheng, Lou Cheng! Come on, Lou Cheng! "
Compared to Yanling, the current encouragement was more tender and sweet.
The corners of Lou Cheng's mouth curled up. He listened to the message several times, then suddenly put away his phone. He grabbed the number plate on the table, opened the door, and strode out, basking in the sunshine.
The number plate was wobbling in his hand. There was a unique pattern and a simple number on it.
"18"!
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