The next night, Songcheng University Martial Arts Gym was brightly lit and crowded. The new year's National University Martial Arts Competition was about to begin.
Lou Cheng waited for Yan Zheke outside the women's locker room. He handed the cute notebook to her with a smile.
"Liang Yifan's signature. I tore it off myself as a souvenir."
Yan Zheke opened her eyes wide in surprise and joy. She turned to the two pages of the signature and confirmed the authenticity.
"You, you really got it … Really, really thank you so much!"
Lou Cheng calmed down and smiled gently. "Why are you thanking me? Didn't you give me a bottle of medicine before?"
Returning the favor was an excuse to avoid awkwardness between both sides.
"You're right." Yan Zheke nodded slightly and said thoughtfully, "I wanted to treat you to a meal. Since you said so, thank you."
"Ah? Treat me to a meal? Is this a private date? " "I missed it so perfectly?" Lou Cheng opened his mouth slightly and almost showed a sluggish expression. He regretted it so much that he almost slapped himself. "Who told you to talk too much? Who told you to explain first? "
"Actually, I don't mind if you treat me to a meal …" He forced himself to say.
Yan Zheke curved her eyes and smiled slyly. "Don't you have the ointment? Why treat me to a meal?"
Before Lou Cheng answered, she smiled brightly with her bright dimples. "Since you missed the chance, you can only wait for the next time."
"Next time I'll pick an expensive one!" Lou Cheng joked to ease his regret.
"Expensive one? Then I won't treat you ~ "Yan Zheke dragged her tone.
"I'm wrong. If Yan Zheke treats me to a meal, I'll wolf down the food at the roadside stall!" Lou Cheng put his hands together and replied jokingly.
Yan Zheke tilted her head slightly and said with a smile, "Wolf down the food? You can eat so much? Then I won't treat you ~ "
"… Look at my sincere eyes." Lou Cheng felt that he needed an expression package urgently.
"By the way, why do you have such a girly notebook?" Yan Zheke smiled and changed the topic.
"I bought it specially. A rough man like me never uses a notebook." Lou Cheng made a self-deprecating remark.
"Oh …" Yan Zheke smiled and was about to say something else when Guo Qing waved at her from not far away.
"Cheng, I have to go now. I still have something to do." Yan Zheke pointed at Guo Qing.
As cheerleaders, they had to try to stir up the mood of the audience tonight and create a warm atmosphere. That was to take the lead in clapping and shouting. After all, it was a live broadcast. It was best not to have an awkward silence.
Lou Cheng waved and watched her leave. Cai Zongming, who had been waiting nearby, leaned over and said seriously, "Cheng, do you know how I felt when I heard your conversation?"
"What?" Lou Cheng was prepared to be insulted.
"Hold it in, can't laugh, can't hold it in, hahahaha!" Cai Zongming laughed loudly, "You talk too much! Who asked you to find excuses?! That's why you didn't consult me first! You don't have a chance to go on a date, right? Do you regret it now? You must be grieving, right? "
Lou Cheng glanced at him. "Little Ming, come here."
"What?" Cai Zongming replied warily.
"Let me strangle you!" Lou Cheng said "fiercely", "We should go and maintain order."
Today's venue also needed to maintain order. The two wore Songcheng University martial arts suits and were arranged near the guest area. Dozens of universities participating in the district competition had sent instructors or vice-principals. The top two martial arts clubs from last year's district competition, Shanbei University Martial Arts Club and Sanjiang College Martial Arts Club, were invited to participate in the national finals. All the main and substitute members were invited to participate.
Shanbei University Martial Arts Club, as last year's overall champion, would go on stage to draw lots for the other schools later.
…
Yan Zheke walked to Guo Qing. She didn't mention the notebook and Liang Yifan's signature. Instead, she talked about how to stir up the atmosphere of the stands tonight.
During the conversation, when they talked about Liang Yifan's participation in the draw, Guo Qing seemed to think of something and said,
"Ke Ke, I heard that Cheng was really awesome last night."
"What happened to him?" Yan Zheke asked curiously.
"He came out of the security team and asked for Liang Yifan's signature in front of the deputy director of the security department. The deputy director yelled at him through the walkie-talkie and asked him to go back. He turned off the walkie-talkie directly! He was so awesome that he wasn't afraid of being punished! "Guo Qing gossiped." Fortunately, Liang Yifan didn't mind. After that, the deputy director only scolded him … "
Hearing Guo Qing's story, Yan Zheke bit her lower lip with her pearly white teeth. Her eyes became gentle and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly. Her right hand gently stroked the cover of the notebook.
…
A young man in a tuxedo with a black bow tie stood in the aisle of the guest area. He looked at the male locker room of Songcheng University Martial Arts Club and chuckled to his companions beside him. "Lin Que joined Songcheng University this year. We can't underestimate him. If we have time, we should watch their matches."
"President, Lin Que is nothing. Why should we pay attention to him?" A tall young man with a somewhat childish face said with a flattering smile, "In ancient times, you could be an immortal!"
"Not at all. That's because the ancient people were too inexperienced." The man in the tuxedo smiled complacently. His feet left the ground and floated up ten centimeters!
He floated up and floated to the back row of the guest area along the aisle!
The guest area was higher than the one before. The man in the tuxedo had just floated past a few rows when he suddenly heard a familiar voice. "Qu Hui, you're still so showy."
The man in the tuxedo turned his head and saw a young man in a white martial arts suit standing at the edge of the row, looking at him with his arms crossed. He was about 1.8 meters tall, with messy eyebrows and heavy dark circles under his eyes. He looked tired as if he often stayed up late.
"Hey, Xu Wannian, you haven't changed either. You're still a gangster." Qu Hui sneered. "No matter how showy I am, I won't be defeated by a new member of the club."
Xu Wannian, the president of Shanbei University Martial Arts Club, smiled slightly. "You don't have to provoke me. I'm sincerely convinced by Junior Brother Peng. I won't nag you anymore. Watch your step. Don't fall."
Watching him take his seat, Qu Hui floated to the back row and asked in confusion, "Did he eat something wrong?
"Did Xu Wannian eat the wrong medicine? Why is he so easy to talk to?"
"He must have taken the wrong medicine. Otherwise, why would he curse you to fall and ask you to watch your step? You're floating in the air. Why would you care about that? "The tall young man with a childish face laughed.
"Yeah, among all the people here, you're the least likely one to fall!" The other members of the Martial Arts Club of Sanjiang College echoed.
Qu Hui also found it funny. He couldn't help but look back at Xu Wannian.
"What does he mean by that?"
Bang!
As soon as Qu Hui finished speaking and turned around, he bumped head-on into a pillar that supported the dome. His nose was sore from the collision, and tears flowed down his cheeks. He forgot to maintain his superpower and fell backward. His companions hurriedly caught him.
"What the f * ck is this building? A pillar in the middle of the road!" The childish young man scolded and blamed the pillar.
At this time, they were approaching the last row.
Qu Hui floated up again. His tuxedo was not messy at all. He looked at Xu Wannian seriously.
"I really fell …"
How could they not notice such a huge pillar standing right in front of them?!
In the row of Shanbei University, Xu Wannian saw Qu Hui fall down. He smiled and said to the other members, "Did you see that?"
"Senior Brother Xu, is this your supernatural ability?" The members of the Martial Arts Club asked at once. A handsome young man with freckles pursed his lips thoughtfully.
Xu Wannian said proudly, "Yes, I didn't realize it before. I thought I was simply a jinx. Fortunately, Junior Brother Peng noticed this and found someone to help me discover the supernatural ability of this' jinx '."
While speaking, he patted the shoulder of the young man next to him.
"Ah?" The young man turned around with a blank face.
Everyone was talking excitedly, but he still looked like he was daydreaming.
"Nothing, Junior Brother Peng. You can continue to think about your physics problems and life problems." Xu Wannian laughed and patted Peng Leyun's shoulder again.
Peng Leyun had light fluff above his mouth. His skin was as smooth as a girl's. He didn't look outstanding, but he looked very clean. Hearing this, he didn't ask anymore. Instead, he turned around and continued to think about life.
"Senior Brother Xu, to what extent can your supernatural ability reach?" The young man with freckles asked.
Xu Wannian smiled and answered, "Now it can only slightly interfere with the opponent. If it goes beyond that, the opponent will have a terrible headache and no effect."
He wanted to show off, so he pointed at the two people below and said, "I'll show you again."
Lou Cheng and Cai Zongming followed the instructions from the walkie-talkie to the designated maintenance spot. After climbing a few steps, they heard a voice, "Hey, you there."
Lou Cheng turned around and saw a group of young men and women in Shanbei University martial arts suits. He was puzzled.
Why do you call me?
Is Peng Leyun here?
Xu Wannian smiled and said, "It's a little slippery in front. Someone fell down just now. You have to watch your step. Don't fall down too."
"Oh, thank you." Lou Cheng said gratefully.
Suddenly, the Jindan in his lower abdomen jumped. The nebula suddenly expanded and contracted rapidly.
Uh? Lou Cheng was stunned. His Jindan had returned to its original state and nothing happened.
What happened? He frowned and walked up with Cai Zongming in confusion.
One step, two steps, three steps … They stood near the last row, overlooking the whole stadium.
"Why, why didn't it work?" The members of the Shanbei University Martial Arts Club, who were waiting for a good show, were stunned.
He was safe and sound!
Xu Wannian was also surprised. He stood up and walked into the aisle. He looked carefully, but Lou Cheng was still alive and kicking. He was still smiling.
What's wrong? Xu Wannian turned around in confusion.
Just then, he slipped. He didn't have time to adjust his center of gravity and was about to roll all the way to the bottom.
A hand reached over and held him firmly, preventing him from falling.
"There will be a corresponding backlash if the Spirit of Speech fails." Peng Leyun, who had been in a trance, suddenly woke up and said with deep eyes.
"Ah? Junior Brother Peng, what happened just now? "Xu Wannian stood up and asked in surprise.
Why did I fail?
Peng Leyun shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either. Then he looked back and whispered to himself,
"I smell the starry sky …"
His eyes were empty again.
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