Martial Arts Master

At the end of June, as each course was completed, there were fewer and fewer students on the Songda campus. In the midsummer season when the branches are full of fruits, a sense of desolation arose out of nowhere.

In dormitory 302, unit 2, building seven, Lou Cheng opened the closet and looked at some of the T-shirts, pants and shirts piled messily, feeling a little confused for a moment.

This is what’s left after Coach Yan’s remote selection...

At his feet, the 28-inch trolley suitcase has been filled, and each carton has been sealed with tape, affixed with a courier note, and is waiting to be sent out.

"If you don't want your old clothes, you can take them to Building 12. A few senior brothers seem to be doing a donation drive." Zhao Qiang packed his luggage and glanced at Lou Cheng.

"Not bad, I'll go take a look tomorrow." Lou Cheng closed the cabinet door, turned around, looked at A Qiang, who had been the room director for three years, and said, "When will you come back?"

"Tomorrow afternoon, we'll go to Songcheng Normal University first." Zhao Qiang shyly pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and asked, "What about you?"

"The flight is at noon the day after tomorrow." Lou Cheng smiled, looked around, and invited, "Shall we get together tonight?"

"Okay." Zhao Qiang agreed readily.

Old Qiu Qiu Zhigao, who was having nothing to do and was showing off his muscles, stopped his movements and laughed loudly: "I'm just waiting for your words!"

"Model worker" Zhang Jingye took his eyes away from the lines of code on the computer screen, picked up his phone and said, "Okay, let me tell Wu Qian first."

"Then I'll ask the neighbor next door." Lou Cheng walked out of the small dormitory, stood at the door of "King of Mouth" and his friends, and knocked twice on the open wooden door.

"Let's have dinner together tonight?" He said with a smile when he received the gaze in return.

Cai Zongming clicked his tongue and said, "I thought you forgot about dinner! I was just thinking about reminding you that the Supreme Seafood BBQ restaurant in the food city is very good."

Qin Mo, who looked like a gentle animal, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, put his palms together and said, "I didn't go home today, I didn't go out to fool around, I was just waiting for you to treat me! Don't worry, I won't rush to pay for it!"

"No problem." Mou Yuanxing, who has had a girlfriend since he entered the school and only sleeps in the dormitory all year round, lay half on the bed and raised his cell phone to indicate that he had received approval from his "leader."

He is not tall, but very bookish.

"Godman" Tang Wen also raised his head: "When will we set off?"

"Hey, don't you want to stay in the dormitory and play games?" Lou Cheng blurted out amusedly.

This guy often asks classmate Xiao Ming to bring food!

"I mainly play mobile games now. Where can I go for fun?" Tang Wen answered matter-of-factly.

It makes sense, I was speechless... Lou Cheng could only take out his phone and glanced at the lit screen: "Let's go after another half an hour. Follow Zuiwang's suggestion and go to Supreme Seafood in the Food City. Barbecue restaurant.”

Compared with when I and others first arrived three years ago, the area around Songda's new campus is no longer so desolate. There are residential areas, a food court, and several fairly lively streets.

Half an hour later, after walking for more than 20 minutes, everyone in dormitory 302 arrived at the food city, found the barbecue restaurant Cai Zongming mentioned, ordered a lot of things, and ordered several boxes of beer.

"Let's drink, you and the King of Mouth can do whatever you want." Qin Mo stroked his hair upward and said, turning politeness into boldness, "I'll be the wine commander!"

"You look like you're used to hanging out in nightclubs." Cai Zongming never spared anyone, casually took a bottle of Dongrui beer and said, "I'll break the precept today too, I can't live up to Chengzi's treat."

"If you want to drink, just say it. Don't use me as an excuse." Lou Cheng poured himself a cup of buckwheat tea in a funny and good-humored way, stood up, looked around, and said with some emotion: "I won't say anything. After a hundred years of cultivation, we have to cross the same boat. In short, it is a rare fate that we can be in the same dormitory and get along day and night for three years. In my senior year, I may come back once or twice when I am defending and getting my diploma. I will drink tea here instead of wine. , here’s a toast to everyone, and here’s to the past three years, and to the lost tail of youth.”

"Are you getting better and better at talking?" Cai Zongming stood up with a full glass of beer and said with a teasing smile.

"Isn't this nonsense? I have been thinking about this passage for several days, and I have revised it several times." Lou Cheng clinked glasses with Zhao Qiang and others while making a fool of himself.

"Here's to our college career!" He shouted with mixed feelings, raised the cup, and drank the tea.

Cai Zongming didn't interrupt anymore and drank the beer in his glass with Qin Mo and the others.

After sitting down again, Lou Cheng peeled off the shell and ate a palm-sized grilled shrimp.

He refilled the tea and looked at Zhao Qiang opposite:

"Aqiang, your job as a graduate student should be settled, right?"

"Not yet, it has to be the next semester." Zhao Qiang flashed a look of satisfaction, "But I am among the first few... Cheng Zi, if you have returned to Songcheng in the past three or four years, you should come to me even if you come to see me. "

Having said this, he picked up the beer bottle, filled the cup, sighed and smiled:

"I think I can post a post. The title is my magical roommate. When I entered the school, he was not tall or strong and loved sleeping. But he turned out to be an inhuman strong man and the most talented person in the world. Come here and give you a toast, man. It’s really about considering the course of history and the arrangement of fate.”

After finishing the drink, Lou Cheng asked Zhang Jingye with a smile: "Model workers, the school will be recruiting for the second half of the year. You don't seem to be taking the postgraduate entrance examination. What are your plans?"

"Plan? The plan is to stay in Songcheng. You know, I am from the northwest. We who study software really have room for development in places like Imperial Capital, Huahai, Huacheng, Moshang, Gaofen and Songcheng. I have thought about it. It’s hard at first, so it doesn’t matter if you work overtime, as long as you can learn something.” Zhang Jingye had already considered his future and answered sincerely, “Chengzi, remember to find me when you return to Songcheng!”

At this time, Qin Mo laughed out loud and said: "Model worker, I suddenly remembered a joke, that is, in our industry, third-rate people write code, second-rate people do architecture, first-rate people, haha, first-rate people do PPT!"

Everyone burst into laughter. When they calmed down a little, Cai Zongming pointed to the core and asked:

"Model worker, tell me honestly, is Wu Qian a native of Songcheng?"

"No...but she wants to stay in Songcheng..." Zhang Jingye replied with a little embarrassment.

"It's more worth having a drink!" Lou Cheng laughed and picked up the cup.

They are all wife lovers!

Watching them finish their drinks, Qiu Zhigao took the initiative and said, "I don't really want to take the postgraduate entrance examination. I plan to leave as soon as I get a good job, even in a big city."

After saying a few words, he looked at Lou Cheng, sighed and said, "I really regret it. If I had joined you in special training as a freshman, maybe, maybe everything would be different."

Now it is impossible to achieve high or low...

"We are still young. As long as we are determined and willing to pay, things will get better sooner or later." Lou Cheng raised his glass and expressed relief.

Lao Qiu didn't say anything more and drank the beer in his glass.

During the few years of college, some people are high-spirited, while others feel depressed.

Lou Cheng turned to look at Tang Wen, without going to expose other people's scars, and said with a smile: "God, the e-sports game industry is so popular now. If you make a lot of money in the future, don't forget everyone!"

Tang Wen raised his cup and said shyly: "Let's wait until I pass my senior exam and get enough credits. Otherwise, you won't be able to see me. My dad would have beaten me to death!"

After clinking glasses and joking, Lou Cheng looked at Mou Yuanxing and said:

"When it comes to the time spent in the dormitory, I am the last and you are the second last. Let's stop talking and have a drink."

"Where do you put Qin Mo?" Mou Yuanxing asked tactfully.

There was another burst of laughter. Qin Mo stood up on his own initiative, holding a beer and saying:

"I accept that. Come on, let's play a bottle of oranges for the three of us who stay out all night. You can do whatever you want with the oranges."

After drinking the cup, Lou Cheng glanced at classmate Xiao Ming with a smile:

"King of Mouth, you don't need to be polite, right?"

"Yes, you're welcome. Lend me your bank card." Cai Zongming replied contemptuously.

After finishing the round, everyone shifted their focus to the barbecue and talked about interesting things in the past three years, such as Tang Wen forgetting the exam time, and Lou Cheng focusing on sex over friends and only showing up in the dormitory before going to bed every day. Make small talk.

As soon as the conversation started, the past flashed back, and several people got very drunk. They didn't know whether they were saying goodbye to Lou Cheng, or paying homage to their lost three years of youth.

"Chengzi, wait, when you become Wai Gang, I will definitely tell the people around me, tell me, this is my roommate, this is my buddy! I, I watched him become stronger step by step..." At the end , Lao Qiu said vaguely with his tongue open, and then he was helped into the dormitory by Zhao Qiang, whose face was red, while several other drunkards were eager to play games online.

The living room suddenly became deserted, leaving Lou Cheng and Cai Zongming standing there.

"Let's go for a walk and get some fresh air?" Xiao Ming suggested.

"Okay." Lou Cheng put his hands in his pockets and replied calmly.

Cai Zongming turned around and walked into the dormitory, brought out two small bottles of Red Star Erguotou, and laughed at himself:

"Let me have a drink today."

After leaving the dormitory, they walked through the commercial street and came to the other end of the long bridge. The two of them went down to the lake and found a quiet place with no one around.

Seeing the wooden bench, Lou Cheng subconsciously wiped it clean before sitting on it, but he soon realized that he didn't even carry tissues with him.

Hey... He shook his head and smiled, then sat down.

Cai Zongming fell to the side, opened the lid of the wine, took a sip, chuckled twice and said:

"Chengzi, do you know what my impression was when I first saw you?"

Before Lou Cheng could speak, he asked and answered:

"This guy is so frivolous. His hair looks like he went to bed after washing it without blow-drying it. He has a very distinctive hairstyle. Not to mention his clothes and pants, what the hell!"

"Oh my god, you finally told the truth!" Lou Cheng laughed out loud.

Cai Zongming took another sip of Erguotou: "When you said you wanted to pursue Yan Zheke, although I encouraged you and taught you skills, I didn't think highly of you at all, and I didn't think highly of you at all when I was practicing martial arts. I thought you were wasting your time...

He looked at the sparkling lake and said calmly:

"In the end, you really created a miracle... the Dragon and Tiger Club, that's the Dragon and Tiger Club. When you were a freshman, you often said that the 'Dragon King' was your idol, and you wanted to watch the Dragon and Tiger Club's games. As a result,... Joining them like this is like acting in a TV series..."

Having said this, Cai Zongming did not turn his head, and his tone became serious, but it was a bit erratic:

"Chengzi, you must take our place and fulfill your dream of martial arts. You must become a strong man in Waigang..."

"Why do you mean I take your place?" Lou Cheng asked dumbly.

Cai Zongming chuckled, his voice getting deeper and deeper:

"I know very well that even if I can reach the Alchemy Realm in my senior year, I will only be able to compete in the fourth-level selection competition after graduation, or prepare for the third-level North and South Divisional Competition. In this life, let alone Waigang It’s almost impossible for non-human beings. After five years of hard training, ten years later, I will get a seventh-level certificate. This is still the best development. Maybe I won’t be able to realize the ‘receipt’ until I’m thirty..."

He turned his head and shook his head with dark eyes:

"Chengzi, this is called living, not dreaming..."

He grabbed the bottle, took another sip, and said with a smile: "And I don't like the life of fighting every week at all, not at all!"

However, you were eager to try every battle, and you were extremely excited during every conversation... Lou Cheng wanted to refute, but he was at a loss as to how to speak.

Cai Zongming took another sip of Erguotou, leaned back, leaned against the backrest, looked at the stars and said:

"I went back home on May Day and found that my dad was almost ten years old... He didn't ask me what job I wanted to find in my senior year, but I guess I am a man..."

Lou Cheng was startled for a moment, then realized what he was doing, and felt an inexplicable and intense sadness.

Cai Zongming looked at him sideways and said with a playful smile: "Maybe this is a good thing. Don't you always say that you can feel the taste of 'harvest' by being quiet? If I go home and stay quiet for a few years, maybe I can get better." Is it possible to achieve great feats all at once?”

At this time, seeing the change in Lou Cheng's expression, he suddenly hoarse his voice: "Hey, why are you so jealous? I'm not even jealous, so why are you so jealous! I'm not even jealous, but you're so jealous!"

"I'm not crying!" Lou Cheng shouted in a hoarse voice.

Cai Zongming turned his head, looked at the lake, and declared to himself:

"I didn't even cry!"

He took a breath, picked up the wine bottle, faced Lou Cheng, and spoke with gleaming eyes:

"Chengzi, you have to go on well, you must go on well..."

"Hmm..." Lou Cheng choked with sobs. He picked up another bottle of Erguotou, unscrewed the lid, touched it with Cai Zongming, then raised his head suddenly and poured it into his mouth.

That strange yet familiar feeling emerged, pungent and pungent.

…………

One day passed, early in the morning.

Lou Cheng put away his attitude and exhaled a breath of filthy air. He did not leave the lake immediately. Instead, he walked in another direction along a road that was so familiar that it seemed to be engraved in his bones.

That’s where the herring was picked up…

That was the first actual combat, the starting point of exhausting the enemy...

That was the street lamp that witnessed the first kiss between myself and Keke...

That is the observation deck that I pass by every time I take a walk...

After walking around the lake for most of the time, Lou Cheng returned to Changqiao and headed to the martial arts venue. He used the bathroom in the locker room to wash away the sweat from the workout.

After changing his clothes and putting on his glasses, he cleared out the contents of the locker, relocked it, and left the key on it.

After leaving the locker room, Lou Cheng saw that Deng Yang, He Zi and Wang Dali were still concentrating on special training in the venue that was empty due to the holiday and had not noticed him.

He raised the corner of his mouth, smiled and watched for a while, then turned and walked into the honor room. He stood in front of the "Flying Cup", the symbol of the national championship he won last year, and was stunned for dozens of seconds.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lou Cheng looked around slowly, taking in every scene in his eyes, and then left the martial arts venue step by step without disturbing He Zi and others.

Along the road that he had walked countless times, he used his feet to re-measure the teaching building, long bridge, square and commercial street, entered the seven dormitories, climbed the stairs of the second unit, and returned to the dormitory.

Zhao Qiang left school yesterday. Qiu Zhigao and Zhang Jingye went somewhere unknown. The table was in a mess, with luggage bags and trolley cases lying around.

Lou Cheng put his laptop into his backpack, completed the final preparations, took a photo of Yan Zheke and sent a message.

Then, he carried his luggage, pulled the box, and walked towards the door. When he was about to go out, he suddenly looked back and glanced at the log-colored desk, glanced at Zhao Qiang's always neatly made bed, and glanced at Qiu Zhi The chair back and Zhang Jingye's half-open wardrobe were slightly charred.

Looking around, Lou Cheng silently exited the room, closed the door, and closed the room full of memories.

The living room outside was empty, full of clutter, and deserted and silent. He took a deep look, turned around suddenly, dragged his suitcase, left the dormitory, and walked down the stairs.

After walking a few steps, Lou Cheng looked back and saw the mottled door and the dim "302" sign.

Three years have passed and they have aged a lot.

Lou Cheng let out a breath and stopped stopping. He carried the box and walked up the stairs.

He walked all the way, his feet changed to a school bus, the school bus changed to a taxi, the taxi changed to his feet, and finally boarded the plane and sat in the window seat.

After chatting with Yan Zheke for a while, Lou Cheng turned off his mobile phone and felt that the flight had been launched.

After a short wait and a quick sprint, the iron bird flew up and rushed into the blue sky.

Lou Cheng turned his head and watched the city shrink before his eyes, and saw several iconic buildings.

That's the Marine Life Museum...

That is the Songcheng City Martial Arts Stadium...

That’s the building with delicious chiffon cakes…

That was the mall where I bought a ring for the first time...

These gradually became smaller, and the eye-catching Zhaoshan Lake and Weishui Lake came into Lou Cheng's eyes, making illusion and reality intertwined before his eyes.

That's the lakeside where the white-haired old man claims to be studied...

That was the Songcheng University Martial Arts Hall where my uncle made a cold appearance...

That was the dormitory where I and the Mouth King exchanged sarcasm...

That is the canteen shared with Keke...

That was the locker room where everyone was sad and painful...

That’s the stand that shouts “Come Next Time”…

It was the honor room where hands overlapped each other and pushed the "Flying Cup" into the cabinet...

It was a library holding a girl and jumping off a tall building...

It was a Valentine's Day with moonlight and "fireworks in full bloom"...

All this quickly shrunk and ended without a trace, and the flight soared high in the sky.

Lou Cheng slowly withdrew his gaze, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes, and silently said the words that he had been suppressing in his heart:

Goodbye, Songcheng.

(End of this part)