When getting ready to go out in the morning, Guan Chen put on the gray sportswear again.

It almost became his suit.

For otakus who sit at home, sportswear must be gray. Gray is a neutral color that does not attract attention, has no subjective color, and has no attitude. Gray is like a lazy cloud, which will not rain even if it rains.

, neither up nor down. It is a good camouflage color.

For Guan Chen, gray is the transitional color from black to white, which has a profound meaning and makes wearing it very ceremonial. It reminds him that a new life has begun.

Of course, if two businesses were made in two days in a row, this suit might have a lucky bonus. Guan Chen was going to wear it for another day to see if there would be any gains.

After hiding the remaining 10,000 yuan in cash in a dozen books and on the ceiling of the toilet, and pinching a hair between the door crack and the window sill, Guan Chen picked up the garbage bag and went out with confidence.

Because he was checking information on the Internet very late last night on his mobile phone, he got up much later this morning than yesterday. When he was walking in the corridor, there was already movement of life around him.

Several Filipino-looking women, carrying things on their backs, loudly ordered their children to do their homework and not watch TV before going out.

A young man with a European and American appearance yawned and got on the electric scooter. He was wearing a takeout suit and a helmet from another takeout platform, and rode away.

An aunt smiled and showed her new rubber gloves to her companions, and walked downstairs while talking and laughing.

Even on weekends, for some people, holidays don't exist.

Everyone glanced at him and did not say hello to him. Guan Chen seemed a little out of place walking among them, but he knew that he was actually no different from these people.

They are all strangers who have left their homes and want to start a new life.

Guan Chen walked downstairs with garbage bags in both hands, and saw a young man who looked like he was from an unknown country and was also throwing garbage away.

Seeing Guan Chen trying to throw the garbage into a bucket, the boy quickly jumped up to stop him: "The garbage must be sorted!"

"Lou Suo." Guan Chen threw the garbage into the bucket as if he were shooting a basketball.

"If the garbage is not sorted, the garbage truck will not collect it." The boy said angrily in accented Chinese: "By then, garbage will be piled up everywhere again! The stench will be overwhelming."

"It stinks to the sky." Guan Chen became happy and found a sense of superiority in his knowledge reserves.

But Guan Chen got a headache when he thought that there were still a bunch of garbage bags at home that had not been thrown away. He didn't know how to classify garbage in his previous life, so how would he know how to classify garbage in this life.

No wonder my predecessor would rather pile rubbish at home than throw it away when buying wine.

Guan Chen said to the boy: "I still have some garbage at home. I'll give you ten yuan and come over in the afternoon to help me sort it."

The boy immediately became happy and said that he was the best at sorting garbage, and he sorted all the garbage at home.

"Let's try it out now to see your skills." Guan Chen turned and left, leaving behind the young man happily sorting garbage.

Guan Chen thought about the adults and children he had just seen living active lives and working hard to make money, and wondered if he should find some serious part-time job as soon as possible.

According to the nutritional diet he set for himself, plus the rent, water and electricity bills, and occasionally going to an Internet cafe to watch movies, there is still a lot of money to spend.

Moreover, the predecessor was like Xiao Xiong, who saved his tuition by working part-time, and seemed very passionate and active. Guan Chen also wanted to try it, and spend his hard-earned money on things that interest him.

When Guan Chen slowly ran to the park he visited yesterday, his body was already very hot.

Guan Chen adjusted his breathing while observing his surroundings.

The kid who was catching the bus didn't show up. I don't know whether it was because he didn't have make-up classes on Sunday, or because he had already gotten on the bus.

It's a pity that we can't have a speed contest. Guan Chen made up his mind to come over at this time tomorrow.

After slowly exhaling a breath, Guan Chen began to exercise.

Speed, strength, flexibility, endurance, agility.

Start with speed. Sprint for 100 meters, jog for 100 meters, sprint again, jog again, and repeat this cycle. The main purpose is to improve anaerobic endurance.

Nearly two hours passed, and it was almost noon. Guan Chen finished the exercise intermittently. His body felt a little shaky, but he was not unable to walk.

Having tested his physical fitness yesterday, Guan Chen knows very well where the limits of his body are. If you rush too much, you may injure yourself. Just do it step by step.

For other reaction speed exercises, you need to buy a boxing ball to assist.

Guan Chen slowly walked to the center of the park.

There are mostly sports venues there. There are basketball courts, badminton courts, and small five-a-side football fields. In addition, there are also venues for skateboarding and roller skating.

Some citizens were playing in the playground, including adults who did not have to work overtime or sleep on Sundays, as well as groups of teenagers and children who formed cliques.

Guan Chen looked around and finally touched the football field.

There were a few kids playing football on the field. They were attacking and defending in a very organized manner. They were not the kind of people who just chase the ball and join in the fun.

There were also some adults watching on the side, applauding and applauding the wonderful performances of some children from time to time.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Guan Chen sighed with emotion.

Although he knew that football was prospering in China and that almost every second-tier city had a professional football club, he was still shocked when he saw the rich football atmosphere.

Guan Chen looked at it for a while and then prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he saw a child far away from the crowd on the side of the court. The cheers and shouts of the crowd seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was just playing the ball with his head down.

Guan Chen has very good eyesight, and he immediately recognized the kid who brought people to trouble him the night before.

"It turns out it's you!" Guan Chen quietly walked around and walked over.

Although the "Tonight" duo brought by the child contributed to a deal, when the child slipped away, he twisted his legs in embarrassment. This revenge must be avenged.

Guan Chen lurked over and patted the child on the shoulder, deliberately making a revengeful expression on his face, preparing to scare the child.

As a result, the child glanced back at him and continued to play the ball with his head down.

Guan Chen stared at the opponent's clenched fists due to nervousness, knowing that the opponent recognized him.

Guan Chen shouted "Oh!" and the child immediately dropped the ball.

Guan Chen laughed, and then said: "With so many people here, in full view of everyone, how dare I do anything bad?"

The child believed it, curled his lips and continued to play the ball.

Guan Chen pointed to the lively and cheerful stadium in the distance and asked, "Why don't you go play with them?"

The child said: "They don't want to play with me."

"Why?" Guan Chen became interested.

"I'm a transfer student." The child said dullly.

When Guan Chen was studying by himself, if others didn't like him, he would fight back.

But this is obviously not suitable for teaching children.

Guan Chen thought for a while, if it were his predecessor, what would he do now, and how would he comfort the isolated children?

"Are you too self-aware?" Guan Chen said.

The child was stunned for a moment. Although he didn't understand what "excessive self-awareness" meant, it still felt very unpleasant.

Guan Chen recalled what Xing Yan said about "excessive self-awareness" in yesterday's class: "I had a class yesterday, and the teacher in it said that sometimes when a person is overthinking, others actually don't care at all."

"What's the meaning?"

"That is to say, don't think too much." Guan Chen pointed to the court in front of him, "Go and give it a try. Tell them that you want to play with them and see if you can join them."

The child was a little hesitant.

"Go quickly, or I will beat you." Guan Chen said.

The child had no choice but to walk slowly towards the court, stop the nearest one, and ask: "Can I also..."

The opponent hurriedly said "No!" and turned around to continue chasing the football happily.

The child came back with dull eyes.

"You are really isolated, hahahaha." Guan Chen waved his hand, as if he was about to leave, "Then there is nothing we can do. Come on, live strong alone."

[If my predecessor were here, I would say the same thing, right?] Guan Chen patted his shoulder with satisfaction, feeling that he understood his predecessor's thoughts, [That's great, I'm one step closer to my predecessor, that is, I'm closer to my predecessor.

The good man is one step closer, not bad, not bad.】

The child almost kicked the ball towards Guan Chen's head. What kind of adult is this?

After Guan Chen walked a few dozen meters, he looked back and saw that the child was still playing ball alone.

Guan Chen looked at it for a while, sighed, and walked towards the child again.

"What's your name?" Guan Chen approached and asked.

The child looked at Guan Chen who had left and returned, his eyes brightened, and he replied: "Wu Yan."

"I do good deeds every day, so I will play with you for a while. Remember to treat me to something to eat later."

"!!"

Wu Yan heard what the other party said was nice, but he always felt that Guan Chen was seeking revenge for the last time he extorted a meal and failed.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Guan Chen grabbed the ball and threw it to the ground, stumbling and bumping the ball, and it flew away as soon as it bounced.

Wu Yan couldn't stand it anymore and suggested playing pass with Guan Chen.

Guan Chen's football skills were poor, and he didn't know where the ball would be kicked. As a result, Wu Yan often had to run around.

The two of them were passing the ball back and forth and chatting at the same time.
To be continued...