Chapter 30: Boiling Night

"The fish are coming."

The steaming hot fish pot was served.

The snow-white fish meat and green and red chili peppers are rolling in the golden soup, and a delicious aroma hits your face.

The fish is black fish.

Although it is not wild, it tastes smooth, tender and extremely delicious.

"This is also a sign."

Lu Yuan ate a piece of fish and couldn't help but praise it.

"right."

Lin Zhiqin nodded with a smile and said: "I have been eating in this store for more than ten years. I have brought many students here to try it. Many of them will come back for a meal from time to time even if they are no longer in the martial arts gym."

Hearing the words "bring students here", Lu Yuan's cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly.

He had only used this point to mock Lin Zhiqin before.

Lin Zhiqin didn't seem to care at all, and just said: "You are much more mature than the average high school student."

"I just like to think a little more..."

Lu Yuan picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth with rice.

The soul of an adult in his body was just an ordinary person in his previous life.

He is not very smart, nor is he rich in social experience.

He is a little more mature than the average high school student.

But only a little bit.

I accidentally made a joke and felt embarrassed myself.

However, what Lin Zhiqin said may not be entirely true.

"My nephew is as old as you, but he is far behind you in these aspects."

Lin Zhiqin stopped his chopsticks, thought for a while and said: "It's normal for you to misunderstand. This is not a very aboveboard thing. And I do have quite a bit of selfishness..."

"Aren't you talking about a formal fighting competition?"

"It's formal. But the rules of the martial arts school do not allow students to participate in for-profit fighting competitions..."

Lu Yuan said thoughtfully, "So, if I agree, I can't conduct the official disciple assessment now."

"right."

Lin Zhiqin nodded and said: "This is why I came to find you and Yang Jiandong.

Students are not disciples and are not within the prescribed constraints. "

"So......."

Lu Yuan put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and said seriously: "What are the benefits of agreeing?

Only money? "

Lin Zhiqin glanced at him and said, "There is also my personal guidance.

For Yang Jiandong, there are only these two items. "

Lu Yuan's expression moved slightly, "There is something else for me."

"Um."

Lin Zhiqin nodded and said: "You are much more talented in martial arts than Yang Jiandong.

I'll teach you something else.

Also, what I said before - the opportunity to become a personal disciple..."

"Personally inherited from the martial arts school...What exactly is the core inheritance of the Yuan martial arts academy?"

Lu Yuan's mind suddenly flashed back to the photo that he saw on the second floor of the martial arts hall that appeared and disappeared.

The man in the photo is wearing a martial arts uniform with the word "Crane" in the character.

It's a pity that Lin Zhiqin refused to say it.

"I'll tell you when you agree."

Lu Yuan had no choice but to stop asking.

“You can ask any questions you want to know before this meal is over.

After you finish eating...give me your answer. "

Lin Zhiqin is a long way away.

"good."

Lu Yuan answered simply, and then began to concentrate on eating.

Although Lin Zhiqin said he could ask questions at will, Lu Yuan never spoke again.

He probably already knows everything he wants to know, and already has the answer in his heart.

The meal was almost eaten very quickly.

Most of the five dishes on the table went into Lu Yuan's stomach.

He ate very much and burped several times.

Lin Zhiqin didn't eat much. He stopped eating with chopsticks early and lit a cigarette as if he was thinking about something quietly.

Wait until Lu Yuan finishes eating.

Lin Zhiqin asked him to leave.

I have to say, this restaurant is really affordable.

Five dishes, including chicken and fish, ended up costing less than two hundred yuan in total.

Naturally, Lin Zhiqin paid the bill.

Lu Yuan stood in the shade at the entrance of the shop, squinting at a stray cat next to the trash can on the opposite street.

Lin Zhiqin walked out of the shop after paying, stood next to him, and said, "How about it, have you thought about it?"

Lu Yuan nodded and replied calmly: "I can agree, but I want to see first what kind of game you are talking about, coach."

Lin Zhiqin's eyes flashed, "Okay, I'll take you there.

When do you have time? "

"Just tomorrow."

Lu Yuan is on vacation these two days and has to go to school the day after tomorrow.

"Then I'll pick you up around six o'clock tomorrow night. Leave me your mobile phone and address."

Lu Yuan quickly reported his mobile phone number to Lin Zhiqin, and the address was a street intersection near his home.

It wasn't that he was afraid of exposing his address, but that his mother would see Lin Zhiqin picking him up, which would make it difficult to explain.

It was almost noon.

After talking to Lin Zhiqin, Lu Yuan didn't bother to go back to the martial arts gym. Now it didn't matter whether he handed in the application form or not.

Saying goodbye to Lin Zhiqin, he ran to the nearest bus stop.

Looking at Lu Yuan's quickly leaving back, Lin Zhiqin's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be muttering words in a low voice that only he could hear.

"One month...six-level boxing strength...

It is indeed a rare and good seedling.

Maybe I can convince the teacher..."

........

"The card pack of "Galaxy Mech Warrior" costs one yuan for the silver version, five yuan for the gold version, and ten yuan for the diamond version."

"Fuck! I got the Shining Black Warrior of SSR!"

"... You little kid, who did you learn to say fuck from? Be careful, I'll tell your teacher..."

The bus at noon was as slow as an old turtle that was about to fall down in the sun.

It was already 12:45 when I got home.

Lu Yuan watched a few elementary school students in the nearby community draw cards in the store, and then went upstairs.

"Hua La La——"

In front of the washbasin in the bathroom, Lu Yuan turned on the faucet and washed his face with clean water.

The person in the mirror had fair skin and handsome features.

Although he still looked a little immature, he already had a bit of sword eyebrows and star eyes.

"The scab is almost falling off, and it looks like an old injury from a few days ago..."

Lu Yuan touched a scratch on his cheek with his hand and found that the skin injury he suffered last night healed very quickly and is now almost healed.

Being young, with a fast metabolism, and Lu Yuan's 10-point physical attribute, his recovery ability far exceeds that of ordinary people.

After washing his face, he wiped off the water drops on his face with a towel.

Lu Yuan took a bottle of drink from the refrigerator, walked into the room and sat down at the desk.

He began to think about what Lin Zhiqin said to him during dinner today.

"If Lin Zhiqin didn't lie... then it's not impossible to have two boxing matches."

"My family is short of money, and I'm short of real-life combat opportunities.

Every fight, regardless of winning or losing, can gain a lot of experience points.

This is a good opportunity to speed up my growth..."

Just thinking about it, Lu Yuan's phone suddenly rang.

He picked it up and opened the screen to see that it was a text message from an unfamiliar number.

[Mossa Cup Jiaoyan Boiling Night Supreme Fighting Competition, available for inspection. ——Lin Zhiqin]

Lu Yuan was stunned.

It turned out to be a text message from Lin Zhiqin.

Is this the full name of the formal fighting competition he mentioned?

Lu Yuan saved Lin Zhiqin's number, then turned on the computer on the desk and directly entered the long event name in the search bar.

Soon, the relevant information popped up on the web page.