Chapter 1: Are you sick?

  Knock knock knock--

  Tang Chong maintained a calm breathing rhythm as he ran around the playground in his unique frequency.

  Unlike the daytime's hustle and bustle with countless people trampling on it, the early morning's playground is like a newborn baby or a sleeping maiden, quiet and fragile.

  Afraid of disturbing their good dream by making a loud noise when stepping on the floor.

  When Tang Chong ran into the third lap, there was another "patter patter" sound of footsteps behind him.

  Without turning around, just by listening to the sound, Tang Zhong already knew who the owner of this pair of feet was.

  She's here again!

  As expected, she first sprinted ahead of Tang Zhong at an extremely fast speed. At a distance that was neither too far nor too close, she slowed down her pace and then continued on her own.

  Rhythm of running - there is always a distance between them.

  Tang Chong smiled and didn't take it seriously.

  There is a charming and elegant girl leading the way in front of him, who only has a promoting effect on him.

  Watching her long legs move quickly, her full and upright buttocks swaying back and forth, is really a delightful thing.

  Jiao Nan Xin is a very independent girl. If not, she wouldn't have traveled extensively with her backpack during the holidays before she was even of age.

  All over the country.

  She climbed many famous mountains and cliffs, saw many mountain streams and big rivers, and also challenged several "

  'Death Zone'

  "I see. I conquer." She liked the little general's words.

  Also because of this 'barbaric' hobby, she has developed a very good physique. Getting up at 6 o'clock every day to run and box is her compulsory course.

  She originally thought that since she got up so early, the playground would be empty.

  But she didn't expect that on the first day of school, she would run into a student who was even earlier than her. Moreover, judging from his appearance, he should have already

  Ran several laps.

  She was unwilling to fall behind, so she rushed ahead of Tang Chong at a rapid pace.

  She likes being number one, she likes pushing limits, she likes running ahead of others - perhaps, someday she'll also like sitting in front of others.

  She wants to be in front and lead, rather than follow a boy around like a tail.

  And she wanted to exhaust that boy until he was powerless - if he kept following her.

  She is very confident in her physical strength. She has no confidence in those boys who lack exercise all day playing games.

  And Tang Zhong's image features and that ugly big glasses on the bridge of his nose are simply synonymous with 'otaku'.

  One lap, two laps, three laps-----ten laps, eleven laps---

  No matter how many laps she ran, that guy was always following behind her at a distance.

  In the end, she collapsed herself.

  Because she spent too much time and energy on running, she even put down that set of 'Martial Arts' used to defend against wolves and thieves ----- it was really

  Can't move anymore.

  Today, Jiao Nanxin is preparing to change his way of competing.

  When she ran to the tenth lap, she stopped voluntarily. Then, walking to the center of the grass on the playground, after making a starting gesture, she started punching.

  The Weiwu Fist was taught by a comrade-in-arms of Jiao Nan's father, which is the 'family heirloom secret art' called 'Zhen Shu'.

  Because of its vigorous and powerful movements, it is full of tension and aggression. Therefore, it is called 'Martial Fist'.

  Most girls don't like this kind of violent and ugly thing, but Jiao Nan Xin is fascinated by it.

  After mastering it, she practiced every day and unexpectedly developed some skills. During a 'donkey tour', a black donkey friend in the team wanted to drill into her tent.

  He was beaten by her until his face was covered in blood and he knelt down begging for mercy

  "Could he really not know this?" thought Jiao Nanxin in his heart.

  As expected, Jiao Nanxin's actions caught Tang Zhong's attention.

  He stopped and stood on the track, watching from a distance as the girl jumped up and down, punching the air with a fierce vitality.

  She has wheat-colored skin, her eyes are sharp and aggressive, punching out this overbearing boxing route, giving people a very cool feeling.

  After finishing a set of powerful punches, she hooked her finger at Tang Chong.

  Tang Chong turned his head back and took a look, at this time the sky was still early, and there were only two of them on the playground.

  Women have nothing to do with selling Meng, either borrowing money from you or borrowing power from you.

  Tang Chong ignored her and continued running.

  "Hey." Jiao Nanxin shouted.

  Tang Chong turned his head back and looked at her.

  "Coward." Jiao Nanxin said with disdain.

  Tang Chong stopped in his tracks and walked into the arena, standing in front of Jiao Nanxin, saying: "This set of fist moves is fierce and powerful, but it's not suitable..."

  "Even if you practice hard, girls will eventually be affected by physical factors and can't achieve the maximum killing effect."

  Jiao Nan's heart was greatly shocked.

  At that time, when she was clamoring to learn this set of Wu Mu Fist, that Zhen Shu also said so to her. However, she couldn't bear her repeated entreaties and finally taught

  Give it to her. I thought she would give up after the initial excitement, but I never expected her to persist for so many years.

  "With eyes so venomous, it means your skills are also very good?" Jiao Nanxin didn't deliberately refute Tang Chong's words. What was right was right, she...

  Won't deny anything.

  But Tang Chong's words brought out her fierce personality. At this time, the look in her eyes as she gazed at Tang Chong turned unkind.

  Tang Zhong waved his hand and said: "I'm just good at talking, I don't know anything about other skills."

  Jiao Nanxin didn't believe him and said: "Looking at how well you can run, it's clear that you're also a martial arts practitioner - regardless of whether you understand the inner workings or not. A man's strength is always...

  "Are you older than us women? Come on, let's have a fight."

  Tang Zhong shook his head and said: "If it's just brute force, wouldn't you still be blown away? Although your fist technique can't reach the highest level...

  Great destructive power, but three or five men are still no match for you. I have no grudges against you, and you shouldn't think about bullying me ----- if you don't want to.

  If I follow you running in the future, I won't follow. If you like quiet when running, then I'll change to another playground for exercise.

  。”

  "You—" Jiao Nanxin's breath quickened. She actually hoped that this guy would be provoked and have a fierce fight with her, rather than escaping in such a weak manner.

  Hurry up and give way.

  Tang Chong waved his hand at her and said, "I still have to run two more laps. See you later."

  After finishing speaking, he prepared to turn around and leave.

  Jiao Nanxin bit her lip and shouted from behind: "Watch the fist."

  She deliberately shouted first, reminding Tang Zhong to be on guard.

  Then he launched his body and struck Tang Zhong's back with a punch.

  Tang Zhong turned around one hundred and eighty degrees, and punched back -----

  Jiao Nanxin felt that the fist was getting bigger and closer to his eyes.

  Her left eye socket hurt and her eyes couldn't open anymore.

  "Ah-----" she cried out in pain.

  Her body thudded heavily onto the ground, causing her to let out a pained cry once again.

  "Are you okay?" Tang Chong hastily ran over and asked the girl who was lying on the ground.

  "---" Jiao Nanxin did not respond.

  "Classmate... I didn't mean to." Tang Chong said with a apologetic face. "I just reacted naturally... when I heard you shout, I thought..."

  "You've already arrived, didn't expect..."

  Jiao Nanxin still didn't respond. His entire face was buried in the grass, only his body was visible.

  "Classmate, let me help you up first?" Tang Chong reached out and grabbed Jiao Nanxin's shoulder, trying to pull her up from the grass.

  "Don't touch me!" Jiao Nanxin shouted loudly.

  "There's dew in this grass, lying here for too long will make you catch a chill." Tang Zhong forcibly pulled Jiao Nanxin up, then...then his expression changed in an instant.

  The interval was unnatural. However, it quickly returned to normal.

  "Hey, classmate, are you okay?" Tang Zhong asked with a concerned face.

  "It's nothing." Jiao Nanxin said gritting his teeth. Is this what they call being clueless about martial arts? Can someone who is clueless about martial arts be in that situation

  Can you turn around instantly and punch yourself flying?

  "Can you still walk?" Tang Zhong asked.

  Jiao Nanxin refused Tang Chong's support and wanted to get up from the ground by herself, but as soon as she moved her calf, a sharp pain pierced her heart.

  "Terrible." Jiao Nanxin's face changed color. His calf was sprained.

  "Uncomfortable?" Tang Zhong asked cautiously.

  Jiao Nanxin simply stared at Tang Chong with a murderous gaze, biting his teeth and saying nothing.

  "I'll take you back." Tang Zhong crouched down and motioned for Jiao Nanxin to climb onto his back.

  South of the capital, nothing stirs.

  Come on, at her age, when has she ever been so intimate with a man?

  Tang Chong thought she was shy, then turned around and scooped up Jiao Nanxin in a princess carry.

  "What are you doing?" Jiao Nan shouted fiercely.

  "I'll send you back," said Tang Chong. "It's still early now, and no one has seen it - if you shout again, the consequences will be mine."

  "I'm not responsible anymore."

  Jiao Nan thought for a moment and also felt that this was the only choice. So, he quietly reported his dormitory number.

  Being held in the arms of a strange man, Jiao Nan Xin felt uncomfortable all over.

  Those romance TV dramas are all deceiving people.

  What's that feeling of being electrified all over? It's like having goosebumps all over your body.

  The aunt guarding the door in front of the women's dormitory was turning her body to clean up the house, and Tang Chong quickly rushed in from the window.

  Under Jiao Nanxin's guidance, Tang Rong quickly ran to the third floor and then kicked open the dormitory door with his foot.

  A girl wearing a red sexy nightgown raised her head drowsily and saw a man entering the room, shouting loudly: "Ah - pervert."

  ”

  Her scream didn't matter, it also woke up the other two members in the dormitory.

  They looked at Tang Chong with a surprised expression, then tightly wrapped their chests with their quilts.

  Jiao Nanxin lifted his head from Tang Chonghui's arms with an embarrassed expression and said awkwardly, "Xixi, it's me."

  Three women were shocked!

  The girl who called Xixi said in surprise: "Nan Xin, you guys are developing too fast, right? You just met yesterday and hugged today?"

  "No, we're not in that kind of relationship." Jiao Nan hurriedly explained. "My leg is injured. He sent me back."

  Tang Zhong smiled awkwardly and put Jiao Nan's heart on her bed, saying: "You rest well, I'll leave first."

  He didn't wait for Jiao Nan Xin to speak, then rushed out of the girls' dormitory building like a flying bird.

  "Nan Xin ----- your eyes ----" asked a girl named Xixi cautiously.

  "What's wrong with your eyes?" Jiao Nanxin took a mirror from the head of the bed, looked at it and scolded loudly: "Tang Chong, you bastard-----"

  In the mirror, those originally very beautiful and full of spirit eyes were a deep purple-red color, like a national treasure panda.

  Today I have some things to deal with, so I can only update two chapters. Please forgive me.