Time Traveling: The Basketball Devil Comes

There are two kinds of runways in Qianchuan High School, one is a 400-meter lap, and the other is a [-]-kilometer lap.

Chen Dongming walked on the one-kilometer track. Although it was a plastic track with good elasticity, Chen Dongming still felt that every step was so difficult.

The seriousness of Breeze made Chen Dongming a little desperate. He followed behind him with a small pointer, and it seemed that he wanted to complete the 10-kilometer long-distance race with him.

The key point is that the foundation of this body is too thin. If it weren't for a tigress pressing behind, Chen Dongming might really give up halfway and just slip back home to sleep.

Sweat like rain, tears on the runway!
After running 10 kilometers, the sun was already setting, and Qianchuan High School was already out of school.

Chen Dongming collapsed beside the runway, feeling like he didn't even want to move a finger!

"You can only eat eggs in the morning, beef at noon, and cucumbers at night! Remember?"

Chen Dongming hummed and chirped, too tired to speak.

"Continue at 08:30 tomorrow morning!" Breeze threw down such a sentence, and bounced away, seemingly very happy.

"Devil!" Chen Dongming muttered, thinking to himself, let me lie down for a few more minutes.

I wanted to take a good rest, but my stomach growled again.

Chen Dongming took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and got up. He had just finished exercising, so he couldn't lie on the ground for too long, otherwise it would be bad for his health.

Twisting his waist, he slowly moved out of the school with heavy steps.

Behind a big tree in the distance, there was a breezy smiling face, looking at Chen Dongming's back, "Willpower is fine! Sister Ziqing must thank me for helping her punish the stalker!"

If Chen Dongming knew that he was now paying the bill for Chen Dongming's previous behavior, he didn't know how he would feel.But in the eyes of others, he is still the same Chen Dongming, it's just that he suddenly burst out with basketball talent!

Whether it is a basketball genius or a stalker, he can only be him!

Chen Dongming was walking on the way home, trying his best not to fall on the side of the road.

Generally speaking, Breeze's weight loss strategy is correct. If you control your diet and perform fat-burning training, you can definitely lose weight as long as you stick to it.It's just that the process was a bit simple and rough, one after another, without giving Chen Dongming a chance to breathe.

No wonder it is called the devil training method, it does have the potential to drive people crazy!
Did Chen Dongming offend Breeze before?But it doesn't look like it, and the two of them don't have much to do with each other. A senior and a sophomore are basically people from two worlds.

Don't think about it if you don't understand it, the truth will always surface inadvertently!
On the way home, there was a very large farmers' market. With tenacious willpower, Chen Dongming came to the gate of the farmers' market.

"Excuse me!" A cold voice came from behind.

Looking back, I found that the boy I met in the morning was walking towards the market with a cart full of salted fish.

The other party recognized Chen Dongming, glanced at him indifferently, and pulled the cart forward, the muscles on his arms swelled, looking very powerful.

So he was selling salted fish?Chen Dongming didn't intend to say hello to the other party, so he went directly to the vegetable area.

Five catties of cucumbers plus two catties of eggs significantly increased Chen Dongming's load. Because his legs were weak, he walked unsteadily.

Because walking through the market is relatively close to home, Chen Dongming shuttled between the stalls carrying cucumbers and eggs.

When passing by the fish area, I saw a woman in her fifties wiping the boy's sweat from a distance, her eyes full of doting.

The boy squatted there, letting the woman wipe it with a towel, the picture looked very warm.

Chen Dongming took a few glances, and suddenly he missed his parents, and his eyes couldn't help but get a little moist.

Penglan Street is an old street, but everyone is very friendly. Some people even saw Chen Dongming coming back staggeringly, and eagerly asked him if he was injured while playing.

Before he knew it, the world gave Chen Dongming a little warmth.

Walking up the stairs, I ran into Old Wang next door. He was dressed very formally, and he seemed to be going to a bar or other places to start nightlife.

Seeing Chen Dongming carrying cucumbers and eggs, Old Wang narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled and said, "Lose weight?"

Chen Dongming had a natural resistance to him in his heart, so he snorted and continued to go upstairs.

"I told you that you are a good seed for playing basketball. You didn't believe it before! The most important thing to lose weight is persistence, come on!"

Chen Dongming really didn't know how Pharaoh came up with the idea that he wanted to lose weight through cucumbers and eggs, and then judged that he was going to play basketball. Can he count?

"I can persevere!" These words were addressed to Old Wang, and also to Chen Dongming himself.

"Every fat person is a potential stock. If you want to lose weight, that little girl who follows you every day will definitely throw herself into your arms! Trust me!"

As expected, Lao Wang was still the same old Wang who had nothing to do. Chen Dongming shut his mouth and went upstairs directly.

"Still shy!" Old Wang tidied up his clothes, hummed a little song and went downstairs.

After eating eight cucumbers in one go, the emptiness in my stomach was filled, but the taste was really not good, and there was no taste in my mouth after eating.

After taking a hot shower, I realized that my phone was out of battery, and I haven't turned it on today.

Charge the phone and press the power button.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!" Several new messages appeared on the screen, and they were all sent by the old man.

The old man is Chen Dongming's father in this world, the most familiar stranger.

The content of the message is probably this afternoon, my father called Chen Dongming 3000 yuan for living expenses, because he couldn't be contacted, so he was very worried, and asked Chen Dongming to call him back after turning on the phone.

Sure enough, Chen Dongming saw the payment information from the bank, and holding his mobile phone, he suddenly felt a little guilty.The content of the text message made him feel the same sincere care as his biological parents, but the key is that he is no longer the original Chen Dongming, and the feeling of dove occupying the magpie's nest is not good.

After thinking about it for a while, instead of calling, I sent back a message.

"Everything is fine, take care of yourself!"

It took a while for the other party to reply to the message, "Is the phone okay? Why can't I get in touch?"

"It's okay, I forgot to charge it last night!"

"Oh, I have something to do here, you remember to eat on time!"

"Understood, you should be busy!" Chen Dongming put down his phone with some melancholy, he was not used to this kind of care from strangers.Suddenly feeling a little hungry again, I took a cucumber and gnawed on it.

Having nothing to do, I turned on the somewhat worn-out computer, and was shocked by the screen on the desktop.

On the desktop is a picture of Mu Ziqing's life looking back, looking back and smiling Bai Meisheng!

There are no games on the computer at all, the most are Mu Ziqing's photos, followed by the stalking diary written by Chen Dongming.

It's so boring!

Chen Dongming said so with his mouth, but his hands couldn't control him, flipping through Mu Ziqing's photos one by one, and giggling from time to time.

A desk lamp, a computer, and a focused man, the picture suddenly became a little obscene.