Looking at Lou Cheng's dumbfounded expression, Yan Zheke chuckled, turned her head to the side, and explained with a blush on her face, "At that time, maybe I just had a vague feeling for you, and I didn't know it until later, so the reaction wasn't too strong. After we, after we were together, every time I thought of it, I was scared. I even had nightmares because of it. If you had made a mistake at that time, I, I …"
While speaking, her eyes were slightly red. Lou Cheng felt sorry for her.
Lou Cheng's heart ached for her. He reached out and pulled the girl into his arms. Then he sat sideways on the bed and let her lean on him. "I was too rash and immature at that time. I won't do it again."
Dating, marriage, companionship, and growing old together were not only emotional matters, but also practical life. It was a change from a state where one did not have to worry about food and family to two people who shared a common destiny. Every idea and every decision one made did not only concern oneself, but also had to consider the other half.
That was responsibility.
It would sacrifice a lot of freedom, but there was nothing in the world that didn't come with a price.
Yan Zheke leaned on his chest and felt his tenderness as he stroked her hair. Her tone became light as she said, "I believe you. I'm not angry. I just want to tell you my worries and fears. Sometimes, if you don't say it out loud, how can you expect the other party to truly understand? I'm not stupid …"
She didn't raise her head, paused, and continued, "I know that some things have to be done. My grandpa always said that no matter a man or a woman, there are always some responsibilities that must be borne. There are always times when you have to risk your life without hesitation. But you can't be impulsive. You have to seriously weigh the pros and cons, and then make a decision. It's not a big deal to do something impulsive. Even the hooligans on the street can do it. A real hero should still do it after careful consideration …"
"In the future, when you encounter a situation like this and have to do something, I won't stop you. I just hope that you can tell me, let me, let me bear it with you."
"Grandpa, you're so right." Lou Cheng sighed with emotion. Ke was indeed better at expressing and communicating than he was. If it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to make it so organized and highlight the key points. "I'll think twice in the future. I'll discuss it with you!"
At this point, he laughed and said, "I really want to see Grandpa."
"Who's your grandpa?" Yan Zheke complained and asked curiously, "Why do you want to see him?"
"I want to see what kind of senior can teach such a good girl and make you have such good values." Lou Cheng snickered.
"Bah! You mushy guy! You just want to compliment me! " Yan Zheke couldn't help but laugh. Her mood had completely calmed down. She joked, "Humph, let me punch your chest with my little fist!"
"Your little fists can break stones …" Lou Cheng echoed with a smile.
They laughed for a while. Then Yan Zheke looked up, pursed her lips, and asked worriedly, "Cheng, you really don't mind those, those haters, those dirty words?"
You didn't do it. It's all my fault …
"I'd be lying to you if I said I don't mind. But it's okay. I just felt wronged and wronged before. Now that I understand, it's okay. What you did is what I did. I can only use victory after victory to change other people's prejudice. If there are still people who slander me after I show my unquestionable strength, then I don't care. I can't expect everyone to like me and not hate me. There will always be a small group of people who are twisted for various reasons.
Yan Zheke bit her teeth and asked worriedly, "Will you be under a lot of pressure like this?"
Using victory after victory to change other people's prejudice? Is he thinking about breaking through two levels in a row tomorrow?
That will be a lot of psychological pressure!
Lou Cheng was stunned at first. Then he laughed and said, "Yan Zheke, are you infected by me? Have you become stupid? When I said victory after victory, I didn't just mean this Youth Tournament. "
"In a martial arts competition, when your strength is about the same or a little weaker than your opponent, there is no such thing as a hundred percent chance of winning. The Dragon King has lost, the Warrior Sage has lost, and now all famous masters have lost. What I mean is, as long as I keep pushing forward, even if I lose tomorrow, I will win more and more in the future. As for the former, I believe I can do it."
After saying that, he took a deep breath of the girl's fragrance.
"Humph, you also know that your stupidity is contagious!" Yan Zheke smiled and said. She was relieved and broke free from Lou Cheng's arms. She sat up straight and said, "I should go downstairs. Sister Jingjing and the others are waiting for me in the car."
Looking at a beauty under the light, Lou Cheng was more and more charming. Thinking of his previous expectation, he swallowed and suggested,
"Yan Zheke, why don't you let Sister Jingjing and the others go first and you sleep here tonight?"
Yan Zheke was stunned, and her cheeks reddened at a speed visible to the naked eye. She stammered, "You, you have tomorrow …"
。。。。。 (Harmonious Beast Passing by)
The phone call was from Gu Shuang. Yan Zheke calmed down before answering,
"What's wrong?"
"You took so long to answer …" Gu Shuang laughed, which made Yan Zheke blush. She didn't dare to answer. "I was afraid that we would wait in vain, so I wanted to call first to confirm. We can't sleep in the car, right? I didn't disturb you, did I? "
"What are you thinking about! I, I'll come down right away! "Yan Zheke said angrily.
Lou Cheng covered his face helplessly.
Miss Gu Shuang, why didn't you call me a minute later?!
Yan Zheke glanced at him with a little bit of brilliance hidden in her eyes. She hummed,
"I'll go first … You have a competition tomorrow!"
While speaking, she looked to the side shyly and jumped off the bed. She tidied her clothes and flashed to the door.
Lou Cheng sighed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He stood up and bent down to send the girl to the door.
Yan Zheke accidentally saw him and said shyly,
"Hello, big pervert! Bye, big pervert! "
"Good night." Lou Cheng stepped forward, hugged her, and kissed her gently on the forehead.
Yan Zheke opened her eyes and turned to look to the side,
"Good night."
Then she turned around and ran to the elevator, as if she didn't want to leave if she didn't.
She was so emotional today that she almost lost control …
…
After the competition, Zhang Zhutong got into the car and sat in the back seat. He ignored his female companion and closed his eyes, thinking about the two competitions between Lou Cheng and Meng Jiefeng, and Han Zhifei and Qiu Shan.
The car sped across the street. Instead of going to his villa, they came to a 29-story building. Four big words were embellished with lights at the top.
"Haiyuan Building."
Zhang Zhutong took a deep breath and led his female companion into the building through the side door. They took the elevator to the 11th floor and saw the sign at the door, "Shenhuo Club."
"You're here." A man in a white coat greeted them with a smile.
It was almost 10 o 'clock. The first floor was empty and quiet. There were only a few of them here.
"I need to recover from the two competitions tomorrow." Zhang Zhutong smiled.
The man in the white coat laughed. "You've tried the effect of the Ultra Low Temperature Cold Therapy System. With acupuncture and pills, you'll be able to get rid of most of your fatigue and recover to your peak condition."
As they talked, they passed through several decorations and entered a sci-fi room. In front of them was a room that looked like a space capsule.
The Ultra Low Temperature Cold Therapy System used liquid nitrogen to create an environment between minus 110 and 140 degrees Celsius. When the human body was strongly stimulated by cold for a short period of time, its stress protection mechanism would be activated. It would control the secretion of relevant hormones and instantly increase the strength of blood circulation to protect the organs and tissues and maintain the body temperature. This would remove impurities and reduce the production of metabolites. In other words, it would relieve muscle pain and accelerate the recovery of fatigue.
After a short period of cold stimulation, the body would return to normal temperature. The muscles would be more relaxed, and the blood circulation would replenish the body's energy, making the body recover quickly.
Zhang Zhutong took off his clothes and put on the device to prevent the low temperature from damaging his respiratory system. Then he opened the door and walked in.
…
Soon, it could be seen through the observation window that Zhang Zhutong's naked body was surrounded by white smoke. The numbers on the LCD screen showed that the temperature inside was:
One hundred and thirty degrees below zero!
…
At the television station, another round of overtime had begun.
The leader knocked on the table and asked, "Have you thought of the titles for the top four?"
The young man with messy hair said tentatively, "Six Vajras and Eight Immortals. Why don't we have the Four Heavenly Kings?"
"Four Heavenly Kings? Only titled experts could call him that, right? If a few young martial artists who haven't even reached the high-ranked Dan Stage are called that, it will only bring shame to them. " The man who often read web novels scoffed at the suggestion. "Young people are all favored by the heavens. I think we should call them the Four Favored Ones."
"But it's not easy to match the four Heavenly Prides with nicknames. They can't be called So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-so.
"You don't have to be called So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-So-and-so.
The leader nodded slightly.
"I'm quite satisfied with this. Let's decide on it for now. After the top four are done, we'll give them nicknames according to their rankings. There has to be a difference between high and low."
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