Plural Apostles

After more than half an hour, I have to go buy breakfast, and go to work by the way... Let's see for a while, how many laps can Fu Hua run after just half an hour of horse gait?

Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack...

The sound of bare feet stepping on the floor echoed. Siegfried counted how many times Fu Hua ran around the martial arts hall. You're exercising, but don't you feel your feet are cold when you step on a plank?

Doesn't this guy feel tired?Don't you feel physically tired?

Siegfried watched Fu Hua run round and round with a little fascination. She ran very steadily and her posture was very straight. It was obvious that there was too much exercise, which made her body tremble slightly imperceptibly, but Fu Hua With Hua Ping's expression and eyes, it is really hard for people to understand how she feels at the moment.

Looking at it makes people think it is very simple, but actually thinking about the amount of exercise of the other party, Siegfried feels a little scary.

"Huh?" Siegfried came back to his senses, looked at the gradually brightening world outside, stood up, and greeted casually, "I'm leaving first, you continue to practice."

"and many more."

Siegfried who arrived at the door turned his head in surprise, looked at Fu Hua who stopped and ran in circles: "What's wrong?"

"call--!"

Fu Hua first took a few deep breaths, then she raised her hand to take off her glasses and put them on the floor, then slowly assumed a posture.

"...What are you doing?" Siegfried was puzzled.

A crisp sound interrupted Siegfried's words, and Fu Hua stomped on the floor with his bare feet, like a horn drawn before a battle.

His fists are like the wind, his body is like a swimming dragon, he is not fast, every move can be seen clearly by Siegfried, but it also allows Siegfried to see the momentum shown in his gestures, which is so proficient that it is almost instinctive. Swinging a fist reveals a tension of power in an orderly way.

A set of punches is finished in 1 minute.

Fu Hua put away his posture and looked at Siegfried: "How do you feel?"

"Very beautiful." Siegfried nodded, "I don't even know whether you are a martial artist or a dancer."

"Compared to zama step and running, do you think this is better?"

"Of course, handsome and imposing!"

"However, this is not the martial arts I want to teach." Fu Hua calmly picked up the glasses on the ground and put them on, and continued to run around the field in the martial arts hall, "Please go, if you still want to ask me to learn martial arts, you are welcome at any time. "

Siegfried left with his notebook, bought a breakfast at the breakfast shop, and then went upstairs to start his day's work.

Chapter 720 A Dusty Heart

"Siegfried, why did you come so early today? If I hadn't read the messages in the chat group, I wouldn't have known you had come to the company in the early morning."

Kallen glanced at Siegfried who was eating breakfast, reached out to pick up a bun from the bag and took a bite, it turned out that Mei's workmanship was beyond recognition.

"What happened?"

"A sudden whim, people are always impulsive at times." Siegfried finished his breakfast with a flat expression, and then changed the topic, "There was an event recently, and a group of authors wore vests to write new books. In a while, you will pay attention to the review and signing of those new books, as well as the data on the click-through rate, to see which works have more potential, and arrange things like recommendations."

"Oh, then I'll do it right away."

Sure enough, Siegfried's attitude towards him was limited to one colleague, but let's talk about these things later. After all, Bronya said that Fu Hua should come forward, so I should seriously consider getting things done at work.

Kallen wolfed down her breakfast, wiped her mouth with a napkin from Siegfried, and ran to her seat full of energy to work.

"Hey! Good morning!"

The corner of Siegfried's mouth twitched, and he squinted at Kun Ming who appeared behind him: "Can this way of greeting today be saved?"

"Isn't that how we usually say hello..." Kun Ming sat on the opposite chair, chewing buns and drinking soy milk, and looked at Siegfried who was rubbing his waist with a strange expression, "Old Wannian virgin, are you eating meat? "

"No, I just got nervous and did some exercise today."

Siegfried rubbed his waist, stretched his limbs, and then heaved a long sigh: "As a result, I'm as tired as a dead dog, and I haven't recovered yet."

"Your body is really not very healthy, and you don't go to the gym when you are usually invited on weekends." Kun Ming swallowed the bun, "How about it, will you go to the gym with me this week? There are many girls there."

"I'm not interested. After exercising today, I feel useless. I'd better stay at home to review the manuscript, watch a drama or play a game."

Siegfried refused as usual, and then buried himself in his work.

"Well." Kun Ming shrugged, and started working after finishing breakfast.

"By the way, what happened to your parents' forced marriage?"

"It's the same as before, it's been fooled. Speaking of which, when do you think that martial arts gym opposite the company will close down?"

"People are not short of money."

"That's right, so when will those who open that martial arts gym feel boring, so they just close the martial arts gym. The rich and powerful people really don't understand it. If they want to open it, they should open it. If they open a martial arts gym with a sensational name, just open it directly." Wouldn’t it be over with a gym? Return to the martial arts gym, huh.”

"I think this martial arts school may be open for a long time."

"...Did you go to learn martial arts?"

"Standing for a few minutes."

"Hahahaha!"

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When it was close to noon, Kallen suddenly proposed to go to a restaurant outside, and Siegfried and Kun Ming, who were going to order takeaway to solve their lunch problem, agreed indifferently.

The three of them went downstairs together, and found a dry pot restaurant on the street downstairs from the company. Kun Ming looked at Siegfried, then at Kallen, feeling that he was not very suitable here, but left at this time There must be no way.