National fitness

Before Xin Ran could figure out the result, Yan Yan had already finished the hamburger in his hand which was not solid and Xin Ran took a big bite, and then picked up the taro pie on the table and ate it.

"By the way," Xin Ran took the chicken nuggets slowly and dipped them in his favorite sweet and sour sauce, "how do you practice in the next twenty classes?"

"Well, I think you should gain at least another five pounds of muscle—in fact, ten pounds is not too much," Yan Yan looked at him and said, "I will gradually increase the amount of exercise for you in the future, and I will assist you with some comprehensive aerobic exercises. Exercise your heart and lungs."

Yan Yan [-], weighing less than [-] kilograms, is a typical representative of looking thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed.

"You said it was easy." Xin Ran rolled her eyes, "It's hard to gain ten pounds of fat, but it's hard to gain another ten pounds of muscle."

"There is still more than a month left, take your time, you can grow up." Yan Yan smiled trustingly at him, "You see that you are practicing very well now."

"For the young hero's compliment, I've worked hard for a month." Xin Ran was bubbling with joy in her heart, but it didn't show on her face, "It's really not easy."

"Huh? Do you think I don't have good things to say?" Yan Yan said, "You said earlier that you love to hear these things, so I'll just tell you often."

Tsk, what's the matter with this doting tone.

"——Then please be sure to say it often, and encourage me, a slacker with no self-motivation."

With a calm tone, Xin Ran asked again:

"You won't work part-time here after the summer vacation?"

From the very beginning when he knew that Yan Yan was working part-time in "National Fitness", Xin Ran guessed that he might be a student from a school in the university town, or a graduate looking for a job for an internship.

So he thought that Yan Yan would work part-time here for at most two months, and after the summer vacation, he was not sure whether he would still work here.

Yan Yan shook his head at Xin Ran:

"I signed for half a year."

Then she looked at him teasingly and said:

"If I finish my part-time job and leave during the summer vacation, you can ask Coach Li to teach you the remaining ten classes?"

"No, no, no," Xin Ran hurriedly said, "Bless the young man to become a full-time member as soon as possible."

Yan Yan didn't need to become a regular, but he didn't explain much to Xin Ran, he just said:

"Let's talk about it. Anyway, I can be responsible to you to the end."

He felt desolate: he didn't know how long old man Yan would withhold his living expenses.

Yan Yan didn't have to rush back to work today, the two of them chatted and ate, it was rare that they were not in a hurry, and they were very leisurely.

When leaving, Yan Yan asked, "Do you want to buy bread?"

"Let me think about it." Xin Ran silently decided to take all the unfinished bread at home to Wen Shu, and then said firmly, "Buy, I finished eating last time."

The two strolled leisurely to the bakery they frequented, Yan Yan consciously helped Xin Ran serve dishes, and Xin Ran skillfully picked out his favorite ones.

"Can't you change the taste?" Yan Yan looked down at the bread on the plate, and it was still the familiar ones, "I'm tired of seeing you even if you're not tired of it."

Xin Ran took a look at Yan Yan during the interval between picking bread:

"Young man, how can you be so fond of the new and dislike the old?"

"It's not me... I think the yellow peach one is pretty good," Yan Yan tried to persuade, "The blueberry one is also good, right?"

"No, I don't eat canned fruit, and I don't like jam." Xin Ran refused without hesitation, and after thinking about it, she said, "I can buy it for you if you want it."

There's no one left.

Yan Yan rolled his eyes, implying that he would not eat, and kept shaking his head in his heart.

Coincidentally, when they were checking out, they met the mother and son who helped them solve the century-old problem of "what to have for dinner":

"Mom—let's go to the movies, shall we—"

"Hey, I have to go to kindergarten tomorrow, so I'll see you on the weekend."

"No—I want to see—"

Xin Ran held the bread in his hand, and Yan Yan was speechless.After a few seconds of silence, Xin Ran imitated the child's tone again, and said in a long voice:

"Young man—what are you doing now?"

"Hey, I might want to... watch a movie with you later."

"No-oh, you said watch a movie," Xin Ran reacted, swallowed the next sentence she was about to say, and couldn't help laughing, "Look what's new, I want Watch big movies."

Tsk, he said "good boy" again.

Tsk, the old man's boyish heart.

In the shopping mall, the floor for leisure and sports.

Xin Ran and Yan Yan were wandering around to pass the time. They bought tickets for the [-]:[-] p.m. American blockbuster that was released in the summer, and there is still some time before they leave the theater.

"You invite me to watch a movie, and I'll treat you to popcorn later, or Haagen-Dazs, you choose."

"What's wrong with asking you to watch a movie worth tens of dollars?"

Yan Yan's salary has only been paid for a few days, and now he is very rich. This is the highest salary of all the part-time jobs he has done. Although it is very hard to work full-time, but the moment the money is in his hand, he feels that it is worth it no matter how tired he is.

Yan Yan was in a good mood: "Aren't you my rich man?"

"That's right." Xin Ran thought it was true, "Then I want to eat Haagen-Dazs."

Yan Yan changed the subject solemnly:

"...Let me take a look at your running shoes with you. I've wanted to talk about you for a long time. How can anyone run in skate shoes?"

"I only have slippers other than sneakers." Xin Ran looked down at the basketball shoes on Yan Yan's feet, and said sarcastically, "You still have reason to wear sneakers for running? It's not appropriate."

"When did you see me running for more than 10 minutes?" Yan Yan smiled calmly, "Walk around, take a stroll, it's still early anyway."

"Let's go."

Xin Ran thought it would be okay to buy a pair to save her ankle pain, but she still did not forget to remind Yan Yan:

"Remember to buy me Haagen-Dazs."

Finally, under Yan Yan's instigation, Xin Ran went to the Nike monopoly to buy a pair of suitable and beautiful white running shoes.

But——Xin Ran looked at a shoebox and a bag of bread in his hand, and then at Yan Yan who had carried four or five pockets beside him as if nothing had happened, his forehead couldn't stop twitching.

Who randomly summed up the law that men will die when they go shopping?

If you have the ability to stand up, we need to discuss this issue carefully.

The stinky man is like a fish in water when he goes shopping.

Xin Ran took advantage of the fact that Yan Yan was picking and choosing from "a group" of similar-looking short-sleeves, so he quickly found a leather stool and sat down, rubbing his legs that had been walking for half an hour without rest.

He feels that there is no substantial gain today except for getting to know a few trendy brands.

Finally, when Xin Ran finally sat down on the soft chair in the movie theater, he was able to shout "Finally liberated" for his legs.

Sure enough, young people are energetic.

Although Yan Yan refused to buy Haagen-Dazs for him on the grounds that he would have to go to the bathroom after eating ice cream—reasonably, he felt that this reason was not valid, but at least there was popcorn to eat.

It's still in a big bucket to share.

Xin Ran suddenly remembered that he had unilaterally decided what the two of them wanted to watch, so he asked Yan Yan symbolically:

"Is there any other movie you want to see?"

"If you don't watch a blockbuster movie, why watch it?"

The two of them have very similar interests. When watching movies, they watch foreign blockbusters, and domestic comedies with good reputations.

Xin Ran said comfortably:

"I haven't seen a movie in more than half a year."

Although Xin Ran's entertainment equipment at home is really limited, he still asks himself a Marvel fan.

——The kind that doesn’t quite understand the relationship between the plot and the characters.

"It seems like I haven't watched it for a long time," Yan Yan recalled, "I used to watch it by myself most of the time."

Xin Ran thought to herself: Tsk, that means there is no match.

He happily munched on popcorn.

It can be inferred from today's high-quality advertisement that the movie must be very exciting.

Xin Ran tiptoed back home, afraid of disturbing her mother to rest, but when she opened the door, Xin Xiao was lying on the sofa with a mask on and watching a variety show, from time to time she let out an exaggerated laugh that seemed to be trying to restrain herself.

"Yo, why are you back at this time?"

Xin Xiao waved her hand, telling Xin Ran not to disturb her watching the show, and go back to her room.

Xin Ran got out as she wished.

After washing, he washed his feet, and sneaked back into his room to avoid his mother's frightening face covered in a black mask.

He turned on the air conditioner, flung himself on the bed, and the soft pillow aroused his laziness.

"I'm here, go to bed early."

Xin Ran took out the phone, sent Yan Yan a text message, and then fumbled to charge it.

Coincidentally, Xin Ran planned to go back to Xin Xiao's place today, so he did not go the same way as Yan Yan who went back to school.

As for Yan Yan, he usually has no time off, and he goes directly upstairs to the gym after dinner. Today, although the two of them came out together, he didn't know which direction Xin Ran would go back, so after waiting for the car with him, Yan Yan went to the gym. I walked back to school by myself.

It stands to reason that the two are already familiar with each other, but they don't know whether it's a tacit understanding or they don't think it's important at all. They didn't ask each other's private information, so when Yan Yan found out that the two of them turned out to be teachers and students of the same school, he was already surprised. It's hard to say.

——Of course, that's a later story.

Xin Ran lay on the bed for a while, but did not feel the vibration of the phone.He looked up and found that Yan Yan hadn't replied to the message, so he probably was still on his way back—he knew that Yan Yan walked back every time.

He simply got up and changed into a special T-shirt for sleeping, turned off the light and got under the covers.

Just as he was about to go to bed after checking Weibo for a while, his phone suddenly vibrated continuously.

It was Yan Yan calling.

Since the first time the two fell asleep on the phone, and even used up Yan Yan's hundreds of minutes of calling packages, they haven't talked on the phone for such a long time.

But chatting a few words from time to time has almost become a default habit for both of them.

Yan Yan is not a person who can watch all day with his mobile phone, nor does he have the leisure to send messages with people from morning to night.

I don't know if it's because he has too little free time. He always feels that typing and chatting is procrastinating. He can't explain important things for a long time, and sometimes he can't see the messages sent by others immediately.

It is much more straightforward to make a phone call, and it is very efficient to chat and do things well.

Even when he made a phone call and met Xin Ran who happened to be at work, he didn't hang up in a hurry, and just said "You are busy with your work, don't worry about me" and went to do his own thing.

The phone is always on, but it doesn't feel intrusive.

Occasionally Xin Ran criticizes students' homework and Yan Yan plays games. The two scold differently, but they can scold together extremely enthusiastically.

It felt like having someone by my side no matter what I was doing.

It's just... Xin Ran feels sorry for the phone bill for him.

Fortunately, the minutes in the call package are enough to save a little.

To be honest, Xin Ran couldn't figure out why Yan Yan would use this method to maintain personal contact with him in a non-working environment. After all, even Wen Shu, who grew up wearing a pair of pants with him, was not so tired.

But he would rather believe that this is Yan Yan's way of chatting, and it is the same as other people who like to send WeChat and emoticons, and there is no special meaning.

He wanted to keep this company, so naturally he wouldn't ask specifically.

I don't know if it's because they are used to text messages and phone calls, but the two realized that they haven't added WeChat yet.

It may also be that Yan Yan didn't want to bring his work into the circle of friends, so he didn't mention it.

It wasn't until later that Xin Ran suddenly remembered that he hadn't looked at the agreed-upon photos for comparison, and then asked Yan Yan to send the photos to him, then the two of them remembered the modern technology of "voice call".

Yan Yan dialed the phone naturally, and Xin Ran was no longer nervous when answering the phone:

"Hello? Arrived?"

"Well, it's been a while." Yan Yan tidied himself up as usual, turned off the light and went to bed, set the time for the air conditioner before calling Xin Ran back, "I was washing up just now."

Xin Ran raised the corner of her mouth, very satisfied with Yan Yan's "active explanation".

He always doesn't need to ask "what did I do when I didn't reply just now"-although it is not appropriate for him to ask such questions from the standpoint of a friend now, but Yan Yan will always report to him very naturally. Get ready.

Xin Ran followed the clues of these little things in life, and gradually got a little way to understand Yan Yan.

There is a characteristic in Yan Yan, he can always make people feel at ease and at ease.

As far as the matter of getting back the news, Yan Yan's approach gave Xin Ran the impression that he would reply immediately when he saw the news, and if he didn't reply, it was because he was really doing other things at that time.

Anxiety and suspicion are shut out.

At least half of the couples in the world have the experience of arguing endlessly because of the trivial matter of "no reply to the message".

So Xin Ran suddenly thought: If it's Yan Yan's partner...it must be a very stable life.

Take the initiative to report instead of "checking the post", trust each other within the bottom line of principle, and maintain "freedom".

Yan Yan made him feel: It seems that doing these things is very natural, and there is nothing difficult about it.

Really... the ideal type.

So Xin Ran is relatively content.

"You walk back every time you get off work?" Xin Ran played with the quilt and chatted intently with Yan Yan, "Wouldn't that be a waste of a bath?"

"I didn't walk fast when I went back." Yan Yan was chatting with him while skimming through novels, "It's a big deal to wash when I come back. Anyway, the benefits of the gym are not for nothing."

"Hey," Xin Ran smiled, "Young Xia, I can't see that you are still a person who knows how to live."

"That's not true." Yan Yan accepted the praise frankly, "Of course, this is just the tip of the iceberg among my many advantages."

Xin Ran couldn't deny it, and only smiled lightly, as acquiescing.

"I seem to have bought too many clothes today." Yan Yan raised a new topic and sighed, "How long do I have to wash..."

In fact, Yan Yan's reason for refusing to put on the new coach uniform at the beginning was not entirely to prevaricate Li Wei, at least the reason he gave, "it is a habit to wash it once before wearing new clothes", is not false.

It has been said that Yan Yan is a person who has relatively high requirements for these "things outside the body".

"Speaking of shopping for clothes," Xin Ran recalled the horror of being dominated by shopping today, and the soles of her feet were painful due to psychosis, "You are too good at shopping."

"Huh? No." Yan Yan said innocently, "I went shopping in a hurry today, so I didn't look carefully."

Xin Ran thought to himself: If the young man had a closer look, wouldn't he die of exhaustion?

Xin Ran, who has just been active for more than a month, realizes the gap between herself and the real young people, and the vicissitudes are extremely vicissitudes:

"...Maybe I'm getting old."

Yan Yan comforted without sincerity:

"Student Pancake, you don't need to be so presumptuous, you are still quite young and beautiful."

Xin Ran frequently said that he was "old", which made Yan Yan feel very disobedient.

In Yan Yan's mind, what is most likely to be "old" in Xin Ran's body is his mental age that is invisible to the naked eye and may have been half buried in the ground.

Yan Yan slandered: With such a fair and youthful face, he is still "old and old" all day long. Will he really not be beaten when he goes out?

The two chatted mischievously for a while, and finally Xin Ran said good night first with the excuse that "the elderly need to sleep for health".

Yan Yan hung up the phone, looked at the contact name on the call log, thought for a while, and changed his serious name to "Xueba".

After changing it for two seconds, I felt dissatisfied, so I changed it to "pancake".

How cute and satisfying.

Although the name Xinran sounds nice, it is not as cute as pancakes.

Yan Yan happily sent a text message to the cute pancake, turned off the phone and put it on silent, and began to prepare for falling asleep.

Waking up by the noisy alarm clock the next morning, Xin Ran held back her irritability and grabbed her phone, only to see an unread message from "Shaoxia" displayed on the screen:

"Have a nice date today, good night."

Xin Ran's irritability of being forced to get up early was swept away.

But in my heart, I cursed at least three times, "Why not marry me?"

Then... happily read the few words in the text message over and over several times.