After going around in circles for half the day, it had all come back to this. Whether for his studies or his dreams.
He had to defeat Li Hui and become an official team member.
When Liu Yu saw Zhou En's fighting spirit, a delighted smile appeared on her pretty face. She reached into the pocket of her hot pants and pulled out a piece of paper.
The sight made Zhou En stare blankly.
The slip of paper Liu Yu handed him still carried the warm scent of a young girl.
Suppressing the urge to keep the paper as a memento, he asked Liu Yu.
"What is this?"
"The training plan I made for you."
"Nani? You're being this nice to me—do you like me or something?"
Zhou En blurted it out, only realizing after the words left his mouth that something was wrong.
Liu Yu's pretty face flushed slightly, and she spat lightly.
"Train by yourself. I'm not bothering with you anymore." With that, she turned and hurried away, as though staying another second would be torture.
Holding the paper in his hand, Zhou En felt a trace of warmth in his heart.
He fixed his eyes on it and took a look.
Barbell bench press 4*12, dumbbell bench press 4*12
Machine bench press 4*12, dumbbell flyes 4*12
Damn, I don't understand a single word.
Zhou En scratched his head. Left with no choice, he went to ask Su Lin about it.
"Tut, tut, tut. I didn't expect you to have such pull that the coach would personally make a training plan for you."
When Su Lin saw Zhou En, he was extremely surprised. What was going on? Hadn't Zhou En been expelled from school?
Shouldn't he have been packing his bags and heading home to see his mother?
Why had he come back? Still, Su Lin took the paper from Zhou En. He had been calm before looking at it, but the moment he did, he was shocked.
"By the way, weren't you expelled?"
Zhou En gave a bitter smile and could only recount the entire matter from beginning to end.
After listening, Su Lin patted Zhou En on the shoulder and said, "Since you're this motivated, I'll help you out too."
"How?" Zhou En asked, puzzled.
"I'll teach you a martial arts move to increase your odds of winning." Su Lin looked brimming with confidence.
"This move is the famous Sun Character Consecutive Fist."
It was said that when Bruce Lee first became Ip Man's disciple, he had been unwilling to learn Wing Chun and stopped after just one week.
When Bruce Lee was beaten until he was dizzy and disoriented, he remembered the Sun Character Consecutive Fist Ip Man had taught him.
Treating a dead horse as if it were alive, he gave it a try. The result exceeded his expectations, and he instantly knocked down his opponent. From then on, Bruce Lee devoted himself to practicing Wing Chun under Ip Man.
Start from the right neutral stance. Lightly clench the left hand into a fist, exert force from the elbow, and strike out along the centerline. As the fist passes the right wrist, sink the right elbow slightly so the left fist can strike smoothly. When the left hand has fully extended and the arm is straight, launch the right fist rapidly along the centerline at the same time. The essentials are the same as for the left fist. Continue like this, practicing an unbroken chain of alternating left and right punches.
As Su Lin explained, he demonstrated it for Zhou En. The movement was actually simple: just unleash a barrage of punches at the opponent's head or abdomen.
After watching it once, Zhou En memorized it firmly.
"Every day, throw a hundred punches with resistance bands. Once that starts feeling easy, keep adding more bands."
Zhou En nodded repeatedly and did as Liu Yu and Su Lin told him.
Since Zhou En was an auditing student, attending class or not had little effect on him.
So Zhou En devoted all his time to training. His diligence made the other team members click their tongues in private.
Li Hui did not dare make a move against Zhou En at the club either, because everyone there was a martial arts expert, not some clueless rookie.
In the blink of an eye, two and a half months passed.
When Li Hui saw Zhou En covered in sweat at the club, his teeth itched with hatred.
Over the past two and a half months, Zhou En had practically kept to himself, leaving Li Hui unable to find an opportunity to strike.
Zhou En, who was training, glanced at Li Hui staring at him.
After receiving proper training, he now possessed considerable fighting ability. Zhou En believed that if Li Hui's lackeys dared come looking for trouble now,
he could definitely beat them so badly they would not know which way was north.
Three months east of the river, three months west of the river. It was time to settle the score.
"Liu Yu, how about we go out to eat today?" Zhou En said to Liu Yu, who had just arrived.
Everyone who heard that sucked in a breath.
Th-this guy actually wanted to invite the coach.
Who did not know that the coach was famously cold and aloof? Her seductive, devilish figure could tempt anyone senseless.
Yet who had ever succeeded with her?
Zhou En was actually a little embarrassed too. As a proper college student, Chubby naturally still had classes to attend, so after thinking it over, Liu Yu was the only one he could invite.
Liu Yu's pretty face flushed.
"No. I still have to train the team this afternoon." She rejected him without mercy.
"Heh. You think you can just invite the beautiful coach whenever you want?"
Zhou En could only compromise. "Then I'll treat."
"Why didn't you say so earlier? Honestly, it doesn't matter whether I hold afternoon training or not."
Liu Yu readily agreed.
This shattered the spectacles of everyone around them.
"Damn, did I hear that right?"
"Ah, my goddess is going to eat with another man. I can't go on living!"
"Zhou En, do you think Li Hui will make a move on you now?" Liu Yu leaned closer and whispered.
A faint fragrance drifted into Zhou En's nostrils.
Zhou En patted Liu Yu on the shoulder and comforted her. "We'll go somewhere crowded."
That shattered even more fragile hearts around them.
There had been nothing secretive about Zhou En and Chubby's conversation, so Li Hui, who had been paying close attention, naturally heard it.
Li Hui let out a cold, sinister laugh.
"Kid, since you're so determined to die, I suppose I'll have to reluctantly grant your wish."
Training time always passed quickly. After Zhou En threw his final punch in the training room, he finally finished his morning training plan.
"Let's go."
Zhou En said this to Liu Yu. Since he had just finished training, sweat ran down the cleft between his pectorals, giving off a wild masculine aura.
Liu Yu's pretty face reddened as she watched. She nodded and followed Zhou En, who had put on his jacket, out of the club.
Every school had a place called Snack Street. Shop owners made money from generation after generation of students there.
"I know a place with really good Mapo Tofu," Liu Yu said as they walked.
Zhou En's heart ached, but he forced himself to remain calm. "Lead the way. Order whatever you want."
On his first time asking a girl out, Zhou En had no idea Liu Yu had already regarded him as her personal ATM.
Helplessly, he followed the beautiful coach into a plainly decorated but expensive restaurant.
Behind Zhou En and Liu Yu, three people followed at an unhurried pace.
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