Lunchtime.
Lin Zhenghui discussed with Nangong Yuan'er the matter of practicing martial arts here, saying that it was to protect them that he decided to train here for a few days.
He didn't mention Zhao Da, only suggested that they come over to keep him company, to avoid boredom during his mountain training.
"Can I use your account to stream for you? Let your female fans see how impressive you are." Lin Wan'er felt a strong sense of security.
"No way, my eyes look like panda's right now. How can I appear on camera?" Lin Zhenghui shook his head and said.
Ancient Martial Arts, as commonly perceived by ordinary people, are like those choreographed fights seen on screen.
Or simply fitness and body-strengthening videos, but the kind of combat exhibited by Lin Zhenghui was much fiercer than those.
"One week feels a bit long." Lin Wan'er thought about the many tasks she still had pending.
