National fitness

"Hiss, are you avenging your private revenge?"

"Stop kneading, kneading it by yourself, you can be a good boy if you get cheap!"

Wen Shu punched Xin Ran hard on the arm, and the latter rolled on the bed grinning.

"I haven't seen you for half a year, and you treat me like this, alas, it's faded away."

In the faculty dormitory, Xin Ran called Xiao Shuzi to rub his shoulders. Anyway, Wen Shu usually had nothing important to do, so he also discussed the exchange meeting by the way.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Shuzi made trouble, causing Xin Ran to suffer suddenly.

"Come on, let's talk about things. After I finish talking, I can leave your kennel as soon as possible."

Wen Shu looked at this room that looked more like a utility room than a home. If it wasn't for a bed and a few clothes hanging on the small balcony outside, Wen Shu would almost feel that there was no one living here.

Although he comes here often and occasionally stays here for a few days, it doesn't mean he doesn't dislike it.

Xin Ran hugged the pillow angrily and muttered, making Wen Shu very angry:

"Yes, yes, the time for photography at Wenzhou University is precious. I'll fart quickly, and you can go when you're done. Go on Saturday, they sent me an invitation letter, and I can take one person with me."

"I have no problem with my time. But is this kind of exhibition allowed to take pictures?"

"I don't know yet. I have to discuss it with the person in charge. Let me just say that I am teaching it and see if I can shoot it. If it doesn't work, I will take you to learn more."

"I thank you for your kindness."

Wen Shu rolled his eyes and continued:

"I don't understand your stuff, what should I shoot when I go there?"

"You can shoot whatever you can, and I will choose when I come back."

"Okay. But let's say it up front, I charge by the time."

"Yes, I know. You look so good-looking, the price must not be cheap, right?"

"Why, are you willing to give it? Then you have to pay by the hour for the hammer you just gave!"

The two chatted happily for a while, and Wen Shu generously promised to pick up Xin Ran to go with him on Saturday morning, and have dinner together on the way.

Xin Ran has no objections, of course it is better to be able to hitch a ride than to take public transportation.

Wen Shu changed the topic and joked:

"By the way, sweetheart, I heard that my godmother sent you to the gym?"

"...beep beep."

"Really or not? I went to see her two days ago, and she gave me a word, and said something... Let me urge you to go. I thought she was just trying to get out again."

"Forget it, this time it's real."

Xin Ran reached for the wallet on the bedside table, pulled out a colorful card from it, and handed it to Wen Shu.

"'National Fitness', the name is too earthy."

"Qinmin, can you, an artist, understand?"

"This location is not bad, how is the condition?"

"It's quite new, and the place is very big. It has everything. Well... it is said that there is also a bathroom."

"Which gym can't take a bath now? Come on, the rustic name matches your rustic old hat, it's suitable."

When Xin Xiao mentioned this matter, Wen Shu actually agreed in his heart, of course, the premise is that Xin Ran can persist.

Others may not understand it, but he is very clear about Xin Ran's anti-human living habits.

Wen Shu's head was healthy for three seconds, and then asked:

"How about I go too? There must be handsome guys in the gym."

Xin Ran knew that Wen Shu would ask this question, and her eyes were ready for him:

"Can you hold anything else in your mind besides a man? You are old, be honest."

He was ridiculed for his platitudes, and squeezed out this sentence from his teeth:

"Fuck you, you're so old, we two elder brothers don't talk about second elder brother, so you can take care of yourself and take care of yourself."

Although Wen Shu likes going to Nanfeng the most and knows the boss there very well, it doesn't mean he doesn't go to other places to play.He also likes the crazy atmosphere of nightclubs.

But he played for fun, and he barely had a bottom line in his heart, and he didn't easily have sex with people who didn't know the basics.As for the rest, it's not so conservative.

Xin Ran also understands Wen Shu's style, but still "not afraid to speculate on his best friend with the worst malice": How can you not get your shoes wet when you often walk by the river?

"Let's not talk about me, let's talk about you. Why are you so honest this time? Is it really the spring that came to you 28 years late?"

"Tsk, there's no end." Xin Ran rolled his eyes at him, and said, "My mother really didn't act on a whim this time, I guess I was an image in her heart that I couldn't even stand on the podium. What else can the little bastards do?"

"Anyway, the body is your own, so it's okay."

Wen Shu pretended to comfort her, but still did not give up:

"How about it, is there any handsome guy?"

It seems that this topic cannot be avoided, so Xin Ran had no choice but to confess frankly:

"Well, I've met a close eye."

Wen Shu's eyes really "twinkled and sparkled":

"Really? Are you going to ask for contact information?"

"That's not true...but he is my personal trainer, and I will have more chances to meet him in the future."

Xin Ran had a bit of a headache, although he didn't think about what to do with Yan Yan, but he really forgot to ask for the contact information at all.

Wen Shu rolled his eyes with the meaning of "the old mother can't get married and her daughter hates iron and steel", and said dissatisfied:

"What's the matter with you? You're all Ben San, is it easy to meet someone you like? Do you think you're still a kid in school? Are you playing reserved, playing hard to get?"

Xin Ran was a little speechless in her heart, why did he like it?

He shouldn't be acting in the scene of love at first sight.

Wen Shu didn't give Xin Ran a chance to refute, so he smirked and said:

"If it was me, I would have fought for it, even if it was to develop in that direction? Think about it, what is in the bathroom, what is in his office, what is in the mirror in the body room... Wow, exciting."

Xin Ran knew that Wen Shu always had no clue in his mouth, and he was already immune to such nasty words that popped up from time to time, so he habitually taunted:

"Well, let someone show you a 'fitness door', and take advantage of the opportunity to fire it up, which is even more exciting."

buzzing.

The phone vibrated at the right time, and Xin Ran grabbed it, ready to see who was the one who ended the topic.

Wen Shu rolled his eyes at him, temporarily shut his mouth, stood up from the bed, and went to pour himself a glass of water.

There was a text message from an unfamiliar number on Xin Ran's unlocked screen:

"Arrange four classes for you a week, is it acceptable?"

class?When it comes to class, Xin Ran's first reaction is the school's class schedule for the next semester.Although the class schedule can be checked directly on the educational affairs website, he will be notified when the class is scheduled, but he has not saved this number.

Then, it should be from the gym.

Xin Ran recalled that last Sunday, the gym also sent a text message, the attitude was very kind and polite, it should be the front desk lady or another business person.

But this one is very concise and clear, and there is no polite word.

Maybe it's... Yan Yan's personal number?

Xin Ran smiled, really said that Cao Cao Cao Cao will be there.

"What are you stunned for?"

Wen Shu managed to find a place to stay in the pile of clutter in the living room. Holding his water glass, he looked suspiciously at Xin Ran who was giggling at the phone screen at this moment.

Xin Ran has moved in since he was assigned to the faculty dormitory. Wen Shu was also assigned to do voluntary labor at the beginning. He clearly remembered that the room was tidy and clean.

But it didn't take long, when he came for the second time, the place had become what it is now.

There are not many bowls and chopsticks to eat, not many cups to drink water, and not many bedding to sleep.Wen Shu found that Xin Ran really had enough for one person and the whole family was not hungry, so he consciously brought a set of his own daily necessities.

The bowls and chopsticks, cups, toothbrushes, face towels, even pillows, and small thin blankets are all complete, and there is a posture of treating this place as a second residence-of course, he still dislikes it.

Wen Shu always complained about the difficult conditions of this second residence, but it was no exception when he lived there.

In his words, this place is already messy enough anyway, so don't worry about making it a little more messy.

The relationship between Wen Shu and his family has not been good since he insisted on taking the entrance exam to the Academy of Fine Arts, and then he became more overwhelmed and came out with his traditional parents.

So he basically doesn't go home often, and usually lives alone, and occasionally comes here to spend time when he is bored.

"I'm wondering who sent this text message."

"Tsk, what's there to think about," Wen Shu gulped down the rest of the water, "If you don't say something serious, you'll be blocked, and if you say something serious, just ask."

Xin Ran guessed that the number was probably Yan Yan's, but he was still a little uneasy.He unlocked the screen and thought about it, and then replied a text message to ask:

"I'm sorry I didn't save the number, may I ask you?"

There was a quick reply:

"Yan Yan."

When seeing these two words, Xin Ran's heart skipped a beat, and she fell to the truth.But before he got down to earth a few times, he was inexplicably ups and downs, and his mood was as if he was reading a remittance text message.

Wen Shu had already sat back beside him, joking while watching the screen:

"Are you a student? I beg you not to fail?"

"No, no, don't make trouble, go aside."

Xin Ran hurriedly drove Wen Shu away, telling others to go aside, but instead curled up under the quilt and lay down on his stomach. He put his chin on the pillow and covered his head to reply to the text message:

"It's you. Four days a week is fine, anyway, I have nothing to do."

Nothing is true, now that school is over and final exam questions are out.Recently, I only need to approve the end-of-course assignments submitted by a batch of students, and then prepare for the two-day invigilation.

With four classes a week, isn't it possible to meet four times a week?

"There is a situation, you!"

Wen Shu hurriedly ran after him, put his head next to Xin Ran, and tried his best to peek at the screen.

Facing Wen Shu's playful teasing face, Xin Ran showed the serious posture he used when teaching students:

"What's the trouble? My coach told me about the class time."

During the conversation, the text message was also replied quickly:

"Okay, then set it every Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Sunday? Just let me know one day in advance if there is something urgent."

"What time exactly?"

"For your convenience, I only need to be responsible to you now."

This is the meaning of only him as a student. Of course Xin Ran knew it, but he still couldn't help but grinned at the line of words, and suddenly felt that going to the gym was not so bad, so he quickly tapped the button to reply:

"Young Xia is such a serious person. I'll send you a message before I go."

"haha ok."

Xin Ran wanted to continue chatting with Yan Yan, but he didn't have anything serious to say, so it would be awkward to send another message, not to mention that there was the living fairy Wen Shu sitting next to him.

"If you know it, you're sending a message to the coach. If you don't know it, you think you're hooking up with a good family."

Wen Shu looked at Xin Ran who was "a role model" a few minutes ago with some distaste, and the latter looked happy.

Xin Ran quickly suppressed the upturned corners of her mouth, but the joy in her eyes couldn't be wiped away.

Ignoring Wen Shufei's white eyes, Xin Ran took out her mobile phone again, ready to save the number just now, thinking about what to make a note, suddenly smiled, and quickly typed two words on her hand:

young hero.

"Look in the mirror, sweetheart? See what kind of idiot you are."

Wen Shu was upset, but he was thinking in his heart: A handsome guy that even Xin Ran approves of, he must have some good looks, but... the job of a fitness trainer requires physical contact with others, so it's not suitable for "seeking stability" Xin Ran.

Enough ridicule, Wen Shu changed the subject accordingly:

"Order a pizza."

Xin Ran turned out his folding table and put it away, charged his laptop, then tore himself off the bed, sat on the small stool, waved his hand in agreement, and then started to do his own things.

When working, don't lie on the bed, it looks very serious.

Wen Shu switched to the bed to lie down, opened the delivery app and chose a pizza.

After Xin Ran started working, she stopped talking.

Wen Shu is a person who likes to be lively, but he is also a person who can calm down.When he gets along with Xin Ran, there are moments of silence, such as now.

He and Xin Ran have different hobbies, but there is a tacit understanding between them that makes each other very comfortable.

While Xin Ran was busy with his work, Wen Shu played with his own. After Xin Ran finished his work, the two resumed their communication naturally. It was always like this and never felt embarrassed.

Whether it is a lively time or a quiet time, you can get along comfortably.

Xin Ran and Wen Shu both live alone, but the life skills they should have have not been activated much, at least neither of them can cook.Even Xin Ran, who often does housework, hardly uses the kitchen, because it is very convenient for him to eat in the cafeteria.

It is even more impossible for Wen Shu to cook, he usually orders takeaway.

When he came to live with him, Xin Ran ate takeaways as a way to improve the food—although Xin Ran was a picky eater, her requirements for food were not as high as they used to be when she was a child.

For example, the things that were not eaten in the past can barely be eaten with two chopsticks.

Maybe this is growing up.

"Bacon or Orleans?"

"I'll eat anything that's not durian."

"Then I've been looking at it, don't pick and choose for a while."

"Orleans."

Xin Ran stared intently at the screen, watching the specific time when the defense results were announced, completely ignoring Wen Shu's blank stares. The latter stared at him for two seconds. Seeing that no one paid attention to him, he could only order takeaway angrily.

On July 30th, Xin Ran will get the result of her defense.

Although she wasn't too nervous, Xin Ran still had some expectations in her heart. After all, she had been busy for a long time, and everyone would definitely hope for a good result.

Xin Ran took out his planner, counted to the page of July [-]th, and marked a five-pointed star on the side.

Although he is also a person who relies on modern technology and thinks he is the type of person who cannot survive without a mobile phone and a computer, he loves paper things very much.

Most of the books and materials I usually use are paper-based, and the electronic version of the materials will also be printed. If it is a novel, it is okay, and the materials are always read on a mobile phone and computer, which always feels very troublesome.

Whenever he draws with a pen, he feels very at ease.

He has a schedule planner, which is to simply write down some arrangements, and occasionally write some essays and post-reading reflections-these few young people nowadays have such a habit.

Reasonably, he can also write a good hand.

His requirements for end-of-class assignments are generally handwritten, and the number of words does not need to be too many. You can tell at a glance whether you are paying attention or not.

Although he looked at the students' "ghost painting peach charms", he really felt a little headache.

As long as there are students with beautiful handwriting, he will always glance at the name habitually, silently adding an impression point to others.

Xin Ran looked back at a cardboard box in the corner, which contained the pen and ink he was used to, and a thick stack of useless papers.

When I first learned the brush, I naturally used rice paper to write, and writing every day gradually became a habit.

Later, when the characters took shape, he no longer used rice paper to write. Instead, he used discarded or unnecessary data paper to practice calligraphy, just like his doctoral supervisor would use old newspapers to practice calligraphy.

But Xin Ran hasn't written for a long time since she got busy.

After waiting for a while, pick this up again.