In the rainy weather, the whole city became quiet.
There were few pedestrians on the street.
Only the sound of rain echoed gently, covering the horns of passing vehicles.
Fang Cheng carried a shoulder bag and a bag.
Zhou Xiumei raised her hands, holding an umbrella for herself and one for him.
The two walked side by side, very close to each other, but their expressions were different.
"Has the murder case investigated by Uncle Zhou not been solved yet?"
Fang Cheng found a topic and asked casually.
"Not sure."
Zhou Xiumei nodded and shook her head, explaining in a low voice:
"The murderer seems to be a serial killer. The director is urging me to do it. My father is in a bad mood and rarely mentions it at home…"
At this point, she paused and did not continue.
The silent atmosphere lasted for a moment.
Zhou Xiumei suddenly raised her eyes and looked at Fang Cheng seriously.
"Brother Cheng, you often work overtime at night, so you must pay attention to safety and never deal with strangers on the road."
"I heard from Aunt Zhang downstairs that there are many gangs now, specializing in using honey traps to trick young men into cutting their kidneys…"
Hearing the name he hadn’t heard for a long time, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but smile when he saw her opening the conversation.
Then he joked like he did when he was a child:
"You should be more careful. A girl who is so beautiful and goes to set up a night stall alone at night is very coveted by others."
As they looked at each other, Zhou Xiumei couldn’t help but lower her head again, and the seriousness she had just mustered up instantly deflated.
Fang Cheng looked up into the distance.
The bus station in the rain seemed to be shrouded in gray fog, and it was a little dark.
So he changed his tone and continued:
"Xiu Mei, if you need help in the future, just come to me. We are friends who grew up together."
When Zhou Xiu Mei heard this, her cheeks flushed instantly, and she became nervous again for some reason.
She lowered her eyelids, not daring to look at the familiar man beside her.
The rain fell like silk, soaking her sleeves and shoulders.
Suddenly, there was a feeling that this road seemed too long, and too short.
………………………………
Global Elite Fighting Club.
Lunch break, locker room.
It was raining outside the window, and the air conditioner in the house was turned to the highest temperature.
The air was mixed with the smell of cigarettes, sweat, lunch boxes, and the noisy sounds of playing cards.
In this noisy environment, only a thin figure seemed out of place.
He stood alone in the corner, with his back against the wall, doing squats.
Tighten his abdomen, straighten his back, and raise his head slightly.
Every time he squatted and stood up, he seemed to be injecting more strength and confidence, appearing to be extremely stable and rhythmic.
On the left side of the locker room, a group of people gathered together to play cards, and from time to time they burst into shouting.
"Damn, you’re not cheating, are you? How many times have you won in a row?"
"Haha, I’m just lucky. Give me money, give me money!"
Chen Xiaohai, who had just completed the "three-way bet", was grinning from ear to ear.
While counting the money, he turned his head and saw the unsociable figure who was still practicing squats.
He couldn’t help but smile slightly, and then said:
"Look, Fang Cheng works hard every day to work out, hoping to seduce a rich woman once and for all. This is what a winner in life pursues!"
Others laughed when they heard this, and immediately made fun of him.
"Young people are still smart!"
"Squats are good. Men can’t stand women doing squats, and women can’t stand men doing squats!"
"No wonder the top students in the law department don’t become lawyers, but come to us to find jobs. It seems that they have been planning something bad…"
These jokes may be unintentional by the narrators, but they are intentional by the listeners.
You know, the club has clear regulations.
Staff members are not allowed to contact students privately, especially female students.
Fang Cheng didn’t say anything, nor did he have any intention of making excuses.
He looked calm and raised his head.
Still doing his own thing, repeating kneeling and squatting, straightening his back and standing up.
Seeing that he didn’t show any expression, Chen Xiaohai laughed dryly a few times with a bit of boredom.
Although he seemed to be indifferent, his mind was constantly churning, so much so that he was distracted and made the wrong cards when playing cards, and lost a hand.
Chief Qiu of the logistics department is already in his fifties and is about to retire.
The manager intends to promote someone to be his deputy and take over the management of the department in the future.
Chen Xiaohai boasts that he has a long service, good performance, and good relationships with superiors and subordinates.
He is determined to get a promotion and a raise, and feels that no one can compete with him.
But a few days ago, after accidentally hearing a conversation between Fang Cheng and Old Qiu, he immediately became wary.
Fang Cheng applied to his supervisor for a job change, saying that he wanted to gain more experience under other coaches.
This obviously reveals a certain ambition!
Although Fang Cheng is an intern.
But now it is difficult for college graduates to find jobs, so they may choose to stay.
With his academic qualifications and recent excellent performance, he has been praised by the manager many times.
This inevitably made Chen Xiaohai feel a sense of crisis, so he deliberately made up a plan for his competitors.
Let’s not talk about what his colleagues are thinking.
Fang Cheng might have been bothered by the petty gains and fame in the workplace before, but now he has become open-minded.
The success or failure of life does not depend on the insignificant things on the journey, but should focus on the scenery in the distance.
At this moment, he just stays focused and immersed in the satisfaction brought by exercise.
[You complete 10 standard squats, skill experience +1]
[You complete 10 standard squats, skill experience +1]
[You complete 11 standard squats, skill experience +1]
Three tipsThe information appeared in front of him one after another.
Fang Cheng’s eyes flickered, as if thinking about something.
It seems that the squatting skill has gradually reached a bottleneck period, and it is time to increase the difficulty.
Thinking of this, he then chose to put his feet together, and then slowly do the knee-bending squatting action.
At the same time, stretch your arms forward to maintain balance.
Until the thighs and calves fit together, the muscles are tight, and you can’t squat lower.
This action is called a narrow-grip squat, which is an advanced version of the standard squat.
Compared with the standard posture, it puts more pressure on the knee joint and requires a stronger body balance ability.
But it can also more effectively exercise the quadriceps on the front of the thigh, activate the core muscles of the hips, and maintain knee stability.
If you continue to increase the difficulty, it is a single-leg half squat, a single-leg squat, a frog jump squat, a tornado squat, etc.
Even, gradually add weights such as barbells.
Fang Cheng slowly straightened up and stood up, deliberately slowing down his movements.
While adjusting and correcting his posture, he silently counted the number of times, trying to reach the standard level.
When he counted to "9", a new prompt finally appeared.
[You completed 7 narrow-grip squats, skill experience +1]
"The effect is pretty good!"
Fang Cheng showed a trace of joy.
At this time, the door of the locker room was suddenly pushed open, and the sounds of playing cards and talking inside stopped immediately.
A middle-aged man with half bald hair stood outside the door, waving and shouting:
"Acheng, come with me, the manager is looking for you!"
It was Lao Qiu, the head of the logistics department.
Hearing the call, Fang Cheng’s pupils flashed, and he instantly withdrew from the state of concentration.
Glancing at the growth of skill experience.
[Focus lv1 (81/250)]
[Squat lv0 (65/100)]
Then he stood up calmly, wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand, and walked out.
Looking at the backs of the two people, the others in the locker room couldn’t help but feel curious and talked about it.
"What does the manager want to see Fang Cheng for?"
"To increase his salary. Haven’t you seen that the boxing department has the most students and the performance is rising rapidly? Even Brother Hai’s karate department can’t compare!"
"Perhaps, Manager Li hopes that Fang Cheng can stay as a formal employee, and give him conditions to win him over…"
Everyone’s words revealed envy and jealousy.
Only Chen Xiaohai’s face was full of tension, and he was just about to shout: "I don’t agree!"
