Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

In Tianwu City, Zhao Cheng was wearing some old but clean clothes, holding an umbrella, and walking in a hurry.

Tianwu City is a small city. It is about a three-hour drive from Shonan. After all, Shonan is too small. Although Tianwu is not too big, Zhao Cheng doesn't want to go back after walking out.

Young people are always going to make a splash.

Zhao Cheng himself doesn't know where he will go in the future, but he knows that as long as he is strong enough, the future will be bright.

He recalled the past again and again, and found that, for himself, it seemed that all his pains and regrets stemmed from his own inadequacy.

If I am strong enough, it must be a different life, there will be no regrets, no regrets.

Although I have come out of the lowest valley in my life, occasionally, in certain moments, I still have such thoughts.

It's a pity that time is like water passing away in the east, and there is no chance to come back.

Life is not a game, there is no option to restart.

Everyone, from birth, has only one choice, and that is to move forward.

In August, a little bit of rain made the air even more dull. Although Zhao Cheng practiced swordsmanship hard in the past two years, there was still a long way to go before the cold and heat would not invade.

After seven o'clock, there were many cars and people coming and going on the road. Of course, there were more cars than people.

At 8:02, Zhao Cheng finally arrived at the Hongyu Sword Dojo. At this point, there are usually no guests here, but whether there are guests or not, the fact that Zhao Cheng was late is true. As for the reason for being late, there is a long way. It was blocked, so he took a detour and spent a little more time, otherwise he would have arrived at 7:55.

"I told you before that there is no one who doesn't get wet shoes when he often walks by the river. You go to work every day. Look, you will be late today."

A girl at the front desk saw Zhao Cheng and smiled.

The girl also just graduated, but because of her good family background, she lives very close. After going out, she walks three minutes to work, unlike Zhao Cheng.

In fact, the two of them had known each other not long ago, but young people, they got acquainted very quickly.

"There was a little accident."

Zhao Cheng smiled, but did not elaborate on what he had encountered.

They haven't gotten to know each other to such an extent yet, or maybe it's because he habitually keeps a distance from others. The so-called familiarity is just a disguise.

For half an hour, Zhao Cheng checked all the equipment in the kendo hall, and after making sure that there were no problems, he was free.

The work of the kendo hall is not busy. It is mostly the inspection, maintenance, and return of equipment, and occasionally cleaning work, and then running errands for the students. Zhao Cheng chose this job partly because of leisure.

When you are free, you have more time, time to rest, time to read, study and think, and time to ponder swordsmanship, instead of turning yourself into an emotionless machine, spinning around 24 hours a day.

"Zhao Cheng, is someone in your family urging you to go on a blind date?!"

Seeing that Zhao Cheng had finished his work, the girl at the front desk spoke to her. She had already watched a round of mobile phone videos, and she was a little bored, so she asked someone to chat.

"No."

Zhao Chengyan was concise and to the point.

"Boys are good. I just graduated, and my family urged me to go on a blind date. They said that girls are not easy to marry when they get older. Unlike your boys, even if you are in your thirties, it is still not too late to get married."

The girl complained.

"That's right, that's right."

In fact, Zhao Cheng was wandering in the sky, he didn't think about what the other party said, but just followed the other party instinctively.

A long time ago, if two people had different ideas, he would go back and argue with the other party, but now, it is right, right, you are both right.

"By the way, Zhao Cheng, looking at you, it seems that you don't have a girlfriend yet. What do you like? I have a lot of single sisters."

"Ruanmei, Yujie, everything you need."

After chatting for a while, the girl suddenly changed the topic.

"It's all right."

Zhao Cheng said.

Speaking of this, Zhao Cheng was suddenly stunned. It seems that at the earliest time, he was not like this. When encountering such a problem, he would definitely say what he likes, but now he can do whatever.

Have you grown up, or have you succumbed to reality? !

Zhao Cheng fell into such thoughts.

However, this kind of thinking didn't last long, because the girl complained, "You are really boring", and changed the topic to this year's sword test in the world, who is so handsome and so powerful.

During the summer vacation, it was the time of the annual world sword test. Zhao Cheng also watched the competition again and again, but only watched the edited version.

When I was very young, how many people didn't think that I would shine in the sword test in the world in the future? !

Unfortunately, for 99% of people, this kind of thing only happens in dreams.

Zhao Chengcheng had a dream. Not long ago, after watching the first sword test in the world, he dreamed that he was wearing white clothes, one person with one sword, and swept the crowd. How heavy his sword is, and then he was struck by the sword in seconds.

In the end, he climbed to the top amidst the cheers and attention of countless people and became number one in the world.

Not only that, but in the dream, the most beautiful girl in their high school also came to the scene and offered flowers for him...

Then, he woke up.

In fact, in the past so many years, he almost forgot the other party's name, he only remembered something called Li, and the reason why he remembered the surname was because there was a very famous senior girl named Li Huang'er in the school.

He didn't know why he suddenly dreamed of this girl whom he hadn't seen several times.

That day, after waking up, he was stunned for a long time, immersed in a kind of empty and empty emotion, and even the swordplay in the morning was wasted for a day.

In the dream, he is a young genius, with a long sword in white, his sword overwhelms the world, and the beauty is enamored, but in reality, he is just Zhao Cheng, twenty-two years old, just graduated, with nothing, running around for life and anxious about the future.

However, just after that dream, he inexplicably felt that practicing swordsmanship seemed to be much smoother. It had been a while, and he could hardly feel the progress of swordsmanship, but during this time, that sense of progress appeared again. up.

Listening to the chatter of the girl at the front desk, Zhao Cheng actually didn't remember what she said. At noon, he had a simple meal. After the lunch break, the restaurant suddenly became lively.

But today is a little different, that is, not only all the coaches have come, but even the boss who may not appear once a month has also appeared.

Later, Zhao Chengcai found out that a new coach was coming to the gym, and he was only in his early twenties, and he was already a swordsman.

"Hi everyone, my name is Yan Sisi, please give me your advice in the future!"

A girl with a single high ponytail and full of youthful vigor clasped her fists handsomely at everyone, she was approachable without any pretensions.

Zhao Cheng stood in the corner, looking at the girl who was surrounded by stars, but he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere.