The curtains were blown up gently, letting in a ray of sunlight.
The calendar on the wall was turned over two pages by the wind, making a rustling sound.
Indistinctly, there was the sound of a faucet being turned on.
Suddenly.
A sharp "ding-ling-ling" ring broke the quiet atmosphere.
The sliding door of the bathroom moved away with a bang.
Fang Cheng walked out shirtless, rubbing a towel with his hands, wearing slippers, and quickly turned off the alarm clock.
Glanced at the time.
7:30.
He squinted at the morning light outside the window and breathed a sigh of relief.
How nice it would be if I could take a good shower after exercise?
Unfortunately, the rental house was too small and there was no shower room, so I could only simply scrub my body.
Thinking of this, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but open the panel again to appreciate the results of a morning exercise.
[Push-ups experience +18]
[Boxing experience +3]
[Focus experience +2]
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[Skill panel]
[Speed reading lv1 (28/250)]
[Focus lv1 (65/250)]
[Cooking lv0 (34/100)]
[Cleaning lv0 (75/100)]
[Boxing lv0 (64/100)]
[Push-ups lv0 (51/100)]
[Potential stimulation (23:09:12)]
Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and all skills have improved significantly.
Especially for "push-ups" which consume most of the energy, the experience bar has already exceeded half.
According to this efficiency, it will not take a few days to successfully upgrade to lv1.
After wiping the sweaty chest and back.
Fang Cheng wet the towel, washed it again, wrung it dry and hung it on the rack.
Then he looked in the mirror and touched his face.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that my face is much rosier and my arms seem to have grown some muscles.
Looking at the character panel again, the attribute values are still the same as before.
It’s obviously unrealistic to expect a significant improvement in your body after just a few days of exercise.
But if you look closely, you can find that there is a small percentage progress bar on the right side of the attribute bar.
Focus and click it, and then a new interface will pop up.
Here are the full screen prompts.
………………
[You practice boxing for 3 minutes, and your physical fitness increases by 0.001]
[You practice boxing for 4 minutes, and your strength increases by 0.001]
[You practice boxing for 5 minutes, and your agility increases by 0.001]
[You mop the floor for 10 minutes, and your physical fitness increases by 0.001]
[You carry heavy objects for 5 minutes, and your strength increases by 0.001]
[You walk 1000 steps, and your physical fitness increases by 0.001]
[You walk 1200 steps, and your agility increases by 0.001]
[You sleep for 7hours, spirit increases by 0.001]
[You sleep for 8 hours, physical fitness increases by 0.001]
[You practice push-ups 5 times, strength increases by 0.001]
………………
Scroll down, you can still see the bottom.
Scroll up, you can’t find the original information at all.
Like skills, physical attributes can also be upgraded through experience.
With each exercise or movement, it is growing at a slow rate.
It’s just that in order to avoid refreshing the screen and disturbing the host’s attention, it is not displayed.
"Every piece of information here, every point of value increase, is a proof of my hard work…"
Fang Cheng whispered to himself, with hope in his eyes, like an old farmer inspecting the growth of crops.
Although it’s a bit slow, but the accumulation of sand into a tower, the accumulation of soil into a mountain, quantitative change will eventually lead to qualitative change.
Especially when I saw the column of physical attributes, I had already reached 99% progress.
I was even more excited and clenched my fists.
"Hiss——"
It seemed that the movement was too large and pulled a muscle, Fang Cheng couldn’t help but take a breath.
Although there are benefits to training hard, recovery afterwards is a headache.
In the past two days, Fang Cheng’s arms, shoulders and chest have been aching, sore and weak.
If there is no focus skill to assist, it would be difficult to stick to it.
Because of this, the efficiency of training has been reduced a lot.
Fortunately, the panel only counts the number of times, not the average time spent.
Fang Cheng can choose to slow down and increase the rest time to achieve the same goal.
According to the plan, the 100 push-ups required every day can be divided into 10 groups.
After getting up in the morning, try to complete the training task within two hours.
If you are physically exhausted, don’t force yourself. Just take a break during work to make up for it.
After get off work every night, depending on the situation, if you come back early, choose to do one or two more sets as extra training.
The training volume of 100 push-ups seems to be very large.
In fact, if you do it separately, it is not too beyond the scope.
The main reason for the current situation is that my basic physical fitness is too poor.
Fang Cheng grinned and shook his head, and simply cleaned up the bathroom.
Throw the sweaty underwear, panties and smelly socks into the creaking old washing machine.
During his student days, he was buried in books all day and rarely participated in extracurricular activities, so his sports performance was always ranked last in the class.
Only after he started working, he often did some physical work, and his physical fitness improved a little.
People will get used to it if they live in their comfort zone for a long time.
Once you get used to it, you will just muddle through and think that the world is just like this.
Laziness, desire, lactic acid, dopamine…
In the process of becoming stronger, the difficulties you need to overcome are far more than you imagine.
"Hold on for a whileOkay, wait until the CD of "Potential Stimulation" is restored, this situation should be alleviated."
"And tomorrow morning training can unlock new skills…"
Thinking of this, although his whole body was still sore, Fang Cheng rekindled his fighting spirit.
He immediately put on his clothes and walked towards the bedroom.
Next, it was time for morning reading and self-study.
Since unlocking the "Push-ups" skill, Fang Cheng seemed to have completed a transformation.
For this reason, he completely changed his night owl habit of sleeping late and getting up late, and became more self-disciplined than ever before.
From 5 to 7:30, training, rest, washing.
From 7:30 to 8:30, self-study for postgraduate entrance examination =|
Then I made my own breakfast, ate, and caught the 9:05 bus to go to work on time.
A day’s plan begins in the morning.
You don’t have to be a certain way to get fit.
The most important thing is to defeat the lazy, anxious, and negative self.
………………
Da da da.
Crack two eggs in a bowl and heat oil in a pan.
The blade flew quickly on the chopping board, cutting chopped green onions, cucumbers, carrots, and chicken breast into fine dices.
Then put in the side dishes and seasonings in turn, and then put the rice cooker in the oven. Pour all the overnight rice in the pot.
Stir-fry evenly, making sure every grain of rice is covered with sauce.
Turn off the heat, remove from the pot, and serve.
[Cooking Experience +1]
Smelling the aroma of the rice in the pot, Fang Cheng showed satisfaction.
Just like yesterday, he simply made a plate of egg fried rice.
"Even if I don’t take the postgraduate entrance examination, I’m qualified to set up a breakfast stall. Anyway, I will never starve to death in this life…"
The physical exertion made Fang Cheng’s appetite surprisingly good, and he ate three bowls in a row.
After licking the bottom of the pot clean, he was still not satisfied. Forget it.
You should know that his breakfast used to be just two steamed buns and a bag of soy milk.
Quickly finished the meal and washed the pots and pans.
8:49.
Fang Cheng put on a black fleece jacket, put on his Huili sneakers, picked up his shoulder bag, and went out to work.
Walking into the corridor, he saw that Aunt He’s house across the street had just opened the door.
There was a burst of crying and nagging instructions from a naughty child.
"Xiu Mei, these two portions are spicy, and those are without chili. Put the rice at the bottom, remember not to spill the soup!"
"Oh."
Aunt He, wearing a plaid quilted pajamas, stood at the door and explained the matter to her daughter carefully.
Looking up, she saw Fang Cheng passing by and immediately smiled.
"Ah Cheng, do you have to work overtime on Sunday too? ”
“Yes, where are you going?”
“Your uncle Zhou and his colleagues are investigating a murder case and have not slept all night. I asked Xiumei to bring them some hot soup to warm their stomachs.”
While they were talking, there was a sudden “clang” in the room, as if a bowl was broken, followed by the old man’s rapid cough.
“Oh, my little ancestor, it really took my life… Mom, sayI told you to drink slowly, drink slowly, but you just wouldn’t listen…"
The door closed.
In the corridor, Fang Cheng and Zhou Xiumei walked one after the other.
Neither of them had any intention of talking.
Fang Cheng walked faster and had already walked down the stairs.
Zhou Xiumei still hadn’t come out of the dimly lit corridor.
She was wearing a white down jacket and cotton pants, a blue cloth headband on her head, and a wool scarf wrapped around her neck.
Bloated clothing , did not make her as plump and strong as her mother, but she looked much slower.
Her slender fingers were holding two large plastic bags, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned, full of caution.
There were probably more than a dozen boxes of packed meals in the bags.
It was obvious that the weight was indeed heavy, and it was a bit strenuous.
Fang Cheng looked back.
Seeing this, he walked up again and took the packed bags.
"I’ll help you get them to the station."
When their fingers touched, Zhou Xiumei’s shoulders shrank slightly, wanting to refuse.
"No need…"
When she raised her head, she happened to meet Fang Cheng’s bright eyes, and immediately lowered her head like a frightened deer and looked away.
"Thank you. ”
The response was as thin as a mosquito, and I don’t know if Fang Cheng heard it.
Her face seemed to be stained with a layer of morning glow, and her earlobes covered by her long hair were even a little hot.
Fang Cheng didn’t care too much, but he felt a little sorry for this frail and sickly girl next door.
Speaking of which, the two of them had already known each other on the first day they moved here and played together.
From elementary school to junior high school, they were used to going to school and going home together. .
It seemed that they had gradually become estranged since the first year of high school.
Afterwards, he was admitted to Dongdu University, and Zhou Xiumei was on leave due to illness, so they rarely talked alone.
The sun shone through the old buildings on both sides, making the street bright and dark.
Walking out of the tube building, Fang Cheng put away his reverie and glanced at the girl who was half a body behind him.
The feet in white shoes stepped on the potholes and sewage, silently following .
Her long hair fell softly on her shoulders, exuding a faint shampoo fragrance.
The cold wind blew, lifting a few strands of hair, gently caressing her smooth forehead and jade-like nose.
It also covered her eyes that sparkled like black gemstones, and the blush on her cheeks that had not completely dissipated.
Although he had to catch the bus, Fang Cheng did not seem to be in a hurry and walked slowly with her.
The street was very narrow, with many breakfast stalls on both sides.
Steamed dumplings, egg pancakes, rice cakes, wontons with lard and shrimp skin, all kinds of food aromas waft into the nose.
Some neighbors who got up late simply came out in slippers and cotton robes, sat by the stalls and feasted.
Walking with Zhou Xiumei in this old street that has not changed for more than ten years.
It seems that I can see my childhood self, picking up bottles with a little girl with pigtails, and selling them for money to buy sugar cakes.
Fang Cheng shook his head and smiled.
Many people miss their childhood, more because they miss the carefree state of mind.
But he is different, and he can’t indulge in the past and escape from reality.
Because he must take more responsibilities on his own initiative.
Walking out of Jiuchang Street, the station is not far from the street entrance.
A No. 13 bus with a medical beauty breast augmentation advertisement just came.
Going to the club and the Jiangbei District Police Station are not the same.
Fang Cheng returned the packing bag to Zhou Xiumei and reminded her:
"Remember to walk slowly on the road, pay attention to vehicle safety, I’m going to work first."
Zhou Xiumei’s eyes were stunned.
The relationship between the two seems to have not been so harmonious for a long time.
She immediately lowered her head in embarrassment, twisted her fingers, and whispered:
"Well, you too…"
Fang Cheng smiled slightly, turned around and ran towards the bus that had arrived.
Zhou Xiumei raised her head, bit her lips lightly, and wanted to say more.
In the end, she just stared at the back of the person walking on the bus, without saying anything.
Under the sunlight, her eyes were soft, bright, and hazy.
I always felt that Fang Cheng seemed to have become a little different…
