Chapter 28 Chunhua Noodle House

Ten minutes later.

When Lu Yuan finished practicing the three basic techniques of basic boxing, basic leg techniques and basic footwork in front of Lin Zhiqin.

Lin Zhiqin's eagerness in looking at Lu Yuan rose to another level.

"Not bad, not bad... no, it should be said that it is very good."

Lin Zhiqin looked at Lu Yuan with admiration, and did not hesitate to praise him.

"There are not many people in the advanced class who can practice these three basic skills to your level."

"You can practice what I teach to this level in one month.

It is enough to prove that you have a good talent for martial arts, very good, and you are born for martial arts."

This sentence, combined with Lin Zhiqin's current expression, really feels a bit like a success master fooling people.

But Lu Yuan's goal was achieved.

This is the effect he wanted.

Yes, I am a genius.

Lin Zhiqin, don't you look down on our beginner class? You ask us to practice freely every day.

Today I want to tell you that even if I practice freely, I can practice to the level of a formal disciple of the martial arts hall!

Is this a disguised slap on Lin Zhiqin's face?

"Then about the signature..."

Lu Yuan glanced at the application form that Lin Zhiqin had casually placed on the coffee table.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot."

Lin Zhiqin laughed, and his cheerful appearance was completely different from before.

"I'll sign it for you now."

He took a pen from the pen holder on the desk, sat down in front of the coffee table, took the application form and prepared to write his name in the coach's approval signature column.

Lu Yuan stared at the pen that Lin Zhiqin signed with while looking at the electronic clock on the wall.

It was 11:08 in the morning, and it was past the time when the martial arts hall closed.

After being delayed here for so long, I don't know if I can hand in the application form after returning.

Lu Yuan was thinking in his heart.

Suddenly saw Lin Zhiqin's half-written signature.....

Suddenly stopped writing.

He looked up at the time on the wall, and then said to Lu Yuan.

"It's time to eat now, why don't we go eat first?"

"Uh..."

Lu Yuan was stunned, not knowing what Lin Zhiqin was up to.

Signing for a few seconds delayed your meal?

Can't I sign before eating?

"Coach Lin..."

Lu Yuan looked embarrassed, "The form collector downstairs is still waiting for me."

"It's okay, I'll hand it in for you later."

Lin Zhiqin waved his hand, stood up and called Lu Yuan to walk out the door.

"Let's eat first.

I know there's a good restaurant near the martial arts hall, let's go now."

Lu Yuan was reluctantly taken out by Lin Zhiqin, and could only watch the application form lying alone on the coffee table in the office, and as the door closed, it finally disappeared from his sight.

.......

"What kind of bullshit rule is this? You have to get the coach's signature to apply for the assessment!"

"What kind of bullshit coach is this? It's ok that he doesn't teach well at ordinary times, but he deliberately controls his students at critical moments?"

On the way to the small restaurant mentioned by Lin Zhiqin, Lu Yuan cursed the martial arts school's procedures and Lin Zhiqin in his heart.

Of course, he had to pretend to be "flattered by the coach's invitation to dinner" and followed Lin Zhiqin obediently.

Lin Zhiqin seemed to be in a good mood.

He smiled all the way.

"We're here."

After leaving the martial arts school, Lin Zhiqin took Lu Yuan to the restaurant he mentioned.

"Chunhua Noodle House."

It was a fly restaurant hidden in the alley next to the martial arts school.

The sign with white characters on a red background and the black facade covered with oil smoke.

From the outside, there was nothing surprising about this noodle restaurant.

Following Lin Zhiqin through the glass sliding door at the entrance, a cool breeze immediately hit me.

"The air conditioner is on quite high."

Lu Yuan said silently in his heart.

The shop is not big, and there are only seven small rectangular tables in the lobby.

There are several people sitting in the shop eating noodles.

Lu Yuan saw a menu posted on the wall next to him.

In addition to noodles, you can also order some home-cooked stir-fried dishes here, and the prices are quite affordable.

"Coach Lin is here!"

Not long after the two entered the door, an ordinary middle-aged woman wearing an apron, who looked about the same age as Lin Zhiqin, came out of the kitchen.

When she saw Lin Zhiqin, she smiled and greeted him. It was obvious that they were old acquaintances.

"Coach Lin brought students to eat again?"

The middle-aged woman smiled kindly at Lu Yuan.

"Yes."

Lin Zhiqin did not even look at the menu on the wall, and reported directly: "Kidney, ribs, chicken... Is the fish fresh today?"

"It just came this morning, and it's still alive."

"Then order another whole fish. Is the upstairs private room empty?"

"No one, just go up by yourself."

Lin Zhiqin ordered four or five dishes very experiencedly, and then led Lu Yuan from the back kitchen, up a staircase that was only about half a meter wide to the second floor.

There were also several small rectangular tables on the second floor, and there was a small door next to it.

Pushing the door in, it was a small private room of only seven or eight square meters.

"The toilet is next door, you can see it when you go out."

Lin Zhiqin sat down at the small table in the private room and reminded Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan responded.

Not long after I sat down, the middle-aged woman I saw earlier came in carrying a teapot and a small plate of melon seeds.

"Drink some water first, the food will be ready in a moment."

The woman got a pair of bowls and chopsticks for each of them and walked out.

Lin Zhiqin habitually took out the cigarette case from his pocket, opened it, looked at Lu Yuan and put it away again.

Instead, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and cracked them.

Lu Yuan had nothing to do. He picked up the teapot on the table and washed his and Lin Zhiqin's dishes with water. Then he poured two more glasses of water, one to Lin Zhiqin, and one he drank slowly.

"Don't be restrained, it's just a casual meal."

Lin Zhiqin pushed the small plate of melon seeds in front of Lu Yuan, and Lu Yuan politely grabbed a handful.

"What do your parents do?"

Lin Zhiqin suddenly asked.

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and then said: "My family has a small grain and oil store, and my dad usually delivers goods to people."

"Are you the only child in the family?"

"I also have a sister who just graduated from college this year."

"You should be a sophomore in high school this year, right? I have a nephew about the same age as you..."

"..."

Lin Zhiqin began to ask some questions about Lu Yuan's family and personal situation, and occasionally interjected some information about himself.

Lu Yuan still doesn't know why Lin Zhiqin invited him to dinner for no reason.

He figured it out after sitting down.

Lin Zhiqin deliberately refused to give him his signature, and he probably had an ulterior motive.

Just waiting for him to say it.

"Why did you sign up for the fighting class at the martial arts school?"

While chatting, Lin Zhiqin suddenly changed the subject to the martial arts gym.

Lu Yuan knew that the real drama was about to begin.

"For the college entrance examination."

Lu Yuan replied calmly: "The sports category of the college entrance examination requires a specialty, so I chose fighting, which has the lowest scoring standards."

Lin Zhiqin nodded thoughtfully.

Then he asked: "Then why do you want to become an official disciple of the martial arts school?"

Lu Yuan glanced at Lin Zhiqin.

answer.

"for money."

He said to Lin Zhiqin in a serious tone: "I want to earn back the tuition fee my dad gave me to sign up for."