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The next morning, Wen Rui'an went downstairs. He thought He Tianran was still sleeping, but he didn't expect that the boy had already washed his face in the bathroom in the boxing gym, changed into the sportswear he had been put in the boxing gym, and was about to go out for a run.

"Is it okay for you to be hurt?"

"It's okay if you run slower, your chest hurts so much."

"Okay, let's go."

So, the teacher, who was also in sports outfit, took his apprentice out to exercise.

Wen Liang left last night and specifically instructed He Tianran to get up early. Her father has been exercising for almost twenty years and cannot be beaten without any storm and thunder every day, so he doesn't like young people who are lazy and sleep in all day long.

In fact, there is no need to say much about this. After all, Brother Tianran’s current lifestyle and schedule is still very healthy.

In the park with dim morning light, this big and small trot is not the first time He Tianran is running with his master. When he lived in a nearby apartment before, he often met Wen Rui'an who jogged in the park. So if you want to make a good impression, it has actually been left behind very early, and instead he said that Wen Liang should not sleep in. He has never seen him in the morning jog.

"Since this girl went to high school, she has become much lazy. She doesn't listen. She can't even scream in the morning. Is she so lazy at school?"

Today, Wen Rui'an finally solved He Tianran's question and asked.

Wen Rui'an nodded and looked at his wife silently. Wen Liang was there without saying a word, thinking about going with He Tianran later.

"What, Tianran is more diligent than you now. If you don't move, you will almost forget all your basic skills. I will drive your car to do some maintenance in the morning, and you will be a substitute."

Her eyes were frozen on the screen of the phone.

“…oh, OK.”

...

"Now, ten minutes!"

He Tianran used the fork specially prepared by Wen’s mother for him, put the fried dough sticks into soy milk and soaked them in her mouth.

If this is true, can you still keep this handsome face?

There is no doubt that everyone in the photo is very happy at this second.

"ah?"

"Aliang, please help me with the class of boxing children's class in the morning."

"You are asked to have a meal, but you didn't let you go out on the street. Please pay attention to your time."

"Oh, I know... Mom, where did you put my facial cleanser?"

"No, their performance department has premature skills. It's almost the same thing as when they get up and practice lines in the back mountain of school. I guess they're going home, so it's rare to sleep in."

He Tianran approached, found a suitable position, took out his newly bought mobile phone and raised it high. After his girlfriend arranged her parents, she walked with her hands behind her back and walked step by step. She silently approached him like a bell covering her ears.

Hey, Master is not training his own reaction, he clearly wants his own life!

Wen Rui'an walked to the opposite side of He Tianran, held the kettlebell in both hands, and pushed hard after a warning!

"Damn!"

"She is now practicing boxing occasionally, and she has been much lazy. She practiced a lot when she was a child, from the age of four to the age of sixteen. Many movements have become habits. You have only practiced for a year, and you only come a few times a week. Your level is definitely not comparable to her. It's just that your strength is a little bigger than her. If you really go to the four corner stage, you can win one game if you can win one game by her."

He pushed his hands back and forth, and the two kettlebells hanging in the air began to swing like swings. Just as he was hitting head-on, he suddenly bent his waist and turned his head, quickly dodging. Then he placed his hands on his chest, posing in a boxing posture, stabbing, hooking, straightening, and punching in a row. When the kettlebell returned from behind him, he seemed to have eyes on his head, and he turned his head to dodge again, looking thrilling and exciting.

"Confirm to delete the photos of this machine?"

Just kidding, this kettlebell is made of iron. The weight of 10KG is combined with the inertia of swinging. If it hits the door at once, it will not make people confused?

He Tianran carefully explained: "How can I do it? I was beaten unilaterally, but I'm just a little curious now..."

The two looked at each other, and the next second, Wen Liang closed the door again with a "slam".

"Well, her fists are quite heavy. If I really fight, I don't know if I can beat her..."

“…”

After a few minutes, Wen Liang finally swept away the depressed look after waking up, walked out of the bathroom with a white and red face, looking at the three people on the table, she thought for a while, and finally sat next to her mother.

"Click."

However, this is no longer important.

"I??"

"No! I put a bottle at home! Ah, I found it!"

"That... Master's wife, I... can I take a photo with you?"

"Eat for dinner~"

In the library of Gangcheng University, the morning sun poured on the ground through the floor-to-ceiling window. Cao Aiqing sat in the sunny place, with his long black and beautiful hair shining under the soft light, like golden threads radiating light.

Wen's mother had already gotten up. She was spreading onions and egg pancakes in the kitchen. She took the soy milk and fried dough sticks that He Tianran bought from outside. Looking at the two men sweating profusely, she smiled and asked them to go to the bathroom to wash it first and then come out to have a meal.

"You've been beaten by her?"

When he heard this, He Tianran, who was drinking soy milk, almost choked.

The girl pulled her mother who was tidying her hair and sat next to her father. The old man laughed silently when he saw this, but he had no intention of refusing.

Wen Liang was happily preparing to move his chopsticks, but his cheeks were suddenly rubbed by his mother beside him.

Looking at the two iron lumps that were hit by quickly, He Tianran was shocked, his legs almost weakened, and he didn't dare to be distracted. He could only start training in a mess. His movements completely lost the smoothness and beauty that Master Wen had demonstrated just now.

He Tianran looked dark. Is this the master boasting, or is he really that bad?

He Tianran was gasping for breath, and kept saying a good thing to his girlfriend. He suddenly became curious about the gap between his strength and Wen Liang, so he asked:

"Master, did Wen Liang learn boxing from you since he was a child?"

After a breakfast, the family had a delicious meal. After helping to clean up the dishes, He Tianran decided to go out, but then he thought about it and suddenly said:

This training looked dangerous, and He Tianran felt distressed, but he still did not dare to disobey and walked forward.

Wen's mother at the dining table shouted to her room.

Which one is playing?

"Do you want me to bring the foundation and lipsticks in?"

"Come on, Xiao He, come and try it. Pay attention to your pace and breathing, and never be confused."

He Tianran was very confused. She was dressed without any problem. What happened?

"Don't sleep, come out to have a meal."

"Yes, yes, chances are rare, let's take a photo together~"

He Tianran was anxious.

In the room, there was a muffled cry of Wen Liang. A moment later, the girl appeared again. Good guy, her hair that seemed messy just now had been tied and her clothes were changed, but she walked in a hurry and drilled into the bathroom again.

Wen Liang's vicious gaze shot at him instantly. He Tianran lowered his head and said stutteringly:

An hour and a half later, the mentally strong master returned home with his tired apprentice.

Wen Rui'an, who was sitting on the sofa, was stunned when he heard this. Wen's mother, who was wiping the table, also stopped moving. Only Wen Liang beside him understood his intentions and said excitedly:

"But Xiao He, you also have an advantage. You are very flexible and your reaction ability is the best I have ever seen. Your hand is injured now, but you can also take the opportunity to practice your steps. Come with me."

The mother and daughter talked through the door, and the two men were eating silently and did not dare to speak.

"Oh!! No need!"

...

"What are you doing, mom?"

...

Wen's mother looked at her fingers and smiled and said, "Ah, I didn't use foundation, that's fine. Xiao He, you can rest assured. She is just like normal now. Now, my master's wife didn't lie to you."

The content of the picture is very monotonous, with no characters or details. It's just holding hands together, like a casual shot on weekdays.

The camera lens freezes this warm moment. The husband in the picture is sitting with a big golden sword, facing the camera, the wife beside him smiling and holding his hand. The sunny boy grinned at the camera, the pretty girl pretended to be cold, and her right hand was crossed by a big "V" at the corner of her eyes and eyebrows.

"I guess I will go to the nearby Yuehui Mall in the morning, where there is a guitar shop. I am friends with the boss. I have something to tell him. If there is no boxing class in the afternoon, I will go back to school after class."

"……ah?"

Since He Tianran was wearing a bandage on his hands and taking a bath was very troublesome, he could only wipe it with a clean towel. When he came out, he happened to see Wen Liang walking out of the bedroom with a sleepy eyes, wearing a white pajamas, facing the sky and earth.

In front of my father, the girl dared not be too presumptuous. She would just take a break from her weekend date plan. Anyway, they still have a lot of time to go back to school.

...

"Come on, ready."

At this time, luckily Wen Rui'an said, "Tianran, what are your plans later."

This is the last photo where she has something to do with He Tianran.

Wen Rui'an, who was leading the way, changed direction. The two ran to a sycamore tree. Under the thick branches that were growing horizontally, there were two strips of cloth hanging artificially. The teacher took out two 10KG kettlebells from the inconspicuous corner under the tree and wrapped them with strips. At first glance, he saw that he often came here to practice and everything was prepared.

But it was such a photo that kept her eyes on for the longest time. Perhaps what is the difference between this photo and her?

"Didn't you take the school?"
To be continued...