Summoning: Anime March

"Don't make fun of me." Although Feng Nixing pushed her hand away, he was very embarrassed, but he was still happy.

"Hee hee~ don't cry when you can't run~" Lian Hua retracted his hand and increased his speed slightly, the kind of delicate distance that Feng Repulse can see but cannot catch up if he doesn't run with all his strength.

"Who will cry?"

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When he ran two kilometers, his legs became significantly heavier. Feng Nixing kept telling himself that this was an illusion. When he finally managed to reach three kilometers, his breathing had begun to pant like no rhythm.

Naturally, Lian Hua was always paying attention to Feng's punishment. If he didn't take him, he would have already run back.

"Before you adjust your breathing, first adjust your mentality. The breathing method is to close and close. After adjusting your mentality, let's talk about something casually first." Lian Hua tried to divert Feng's attention from the punishment.

Feng Nixing began to think about what to talk about. At this time, he thought of paying attention to the clothes and sweatpants she was wearing before leaving. "By the way, you didn't wear a cheongsam when you ran in the morning?"

"Ah, you said this, it's more conspicuous when you run in the morning, so basically you don't wear it when you run in the morning." To be honest, if you wear it, if the cheongsam fluctuates greatly, you can see very good benefits. Like the day before yesterday, I still dare not tell Lian Hua that she was seen fat times by herself that day.

"I thought your daily clothes were cheongsam." Feng Nixing laughed and teased, and it was relieved, but he tried not to think about that aspect now.

"Most of them are, it's all because of the strange neon people who are talking about cute cheongsams and so on. Uncle Baimei always buys me that kind of thing. In fact, they also want to wear a dress and a sailor suit~" Lian Hua She's cute when she complains.

Feng Nixing probably understood that the group of people who insisted on letting her wear a cheongsam was actually because the clothes were very revealing.

"A sailor suit is available in normal schools, right?"

"No way~ The restaurant is too busy, unless I increase the number of staff, I actually want to study in Neon's high school, I want to try wearing a sailor suit or something."

I didn't expect to be unable to go to school for this reason.

"But if you don't go to school, your knowledge" In fact, after the nine-year compulsory education in primary school, children can officially enter the society. There are only two kinds of people who are still willing to study. One is those who study hard, and the other is people who waste their time .

"In terms of homework, Uncle Baimei sometimes teaches me. If there is anything wrong, I will ask Zhuge and Liu. If I take the test now, I still have confidence in myself." Whether it's learning or kung fu, it's good

"Then, wouldn't it be better to apply for a few more people?" Feng Nixing thought this was not a problem.

"No, no~ Nilin Hotel is an ordinary person who doesn't need to be able to ensure his own personal safety." I feel that Lian Hua's words are starting to change here.

Feng Nixing looked curious, "Why?"

"Well, it's been quite peaceful recently, and you'll know about it in the near future~ Okay, let's start running back now." Chatting and chatting, the five-kilometer one-way run has been completed.

"Ah? Have you finished the one-way trip?" Feng Nixing only reacted.

"How is it? After chatting and chatting, we finished running, right?"

"Indeed, it's a bit incredible." Feng Nixing followed her and turned back.

"There's a supermarket not far in front of us, and we'll take a five-minute break nearby." Hearing that he could take a break, Feng Nixing aroused new motivation.

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"How is it? What are your thoughts?" Back at the hotel, Feng Nixing wanted to sit directly on the door frame. His legs had no strength at all, so he quickly took off the weight-bearing lead and relaxed a little.

"My feeling is that I don't want to go to work anymore." Feng said his inner thoughts frankly.

"Very good ~ very good ~ you can work normally after a [-]-minute break." However, Lian Hua said that it is impossible not to go to work.

"Ah," Feng Nixing squatted on the door frame and didn't want to move.

"Don't worry, I guarantee that your physical fitness will double in a week, and you will come over to eat after a short rest." Lian Hua patted Feng Nixing on the shoulder to encourage him and then walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at Lian Hua's figure, Feng Nixing envied her physical strength. Of course, if it weren't for the accumulated training, it would be impossible to reach that level. He knew it all too well.

"As long as you exercise a little, you can surpass Lian Hua." Uncle Lian Hua's voice sounded behind him, and Feng Nixing did not notice when he appeared.

"Master Bai Ma Liang." Feng Nixing almost subconsciously said Lian Hua's address to him.

"Well, you can call me that too, there's no need to be so out of the way, how about you? Do you want to learn kung fu?" Sure enough, he was inducing himself to learn kung fu.

But learning martial arts or something

"Give me some time to think about it."

207. Goodbye, my short-lived ideal

"How's it going? New here, are you getting used to the rhythm here?"

"Forget it, Brother Liu, how about you try my stir-frying dish?" He had been here for a week and didn't want to practice martial arts. He followed Lian Hua's daily morning exercises just to make his physical strength stronger. During the time, when Feng Nixing took time out, he would go to see Master Liu to cook, and he always felt that this seemed to be a good choice.

"Oh, well, it looks good~" Lao Liu picked up his chopsticks and started to try Feng's dish.

He took a bite and put down his chopsticks. Feng Nixing asked nervously, "How is it?"

"Xiao Feng, as a chef, he only needs one of two conditions, then he is a qualified chef. Do you know what these two conditions are?" Lao Liu's tone was a little serious.

"I'm a half-way monk, how can I know so many great truths." Feng Nixing said that he didn't know that kind of thing.

"It's very simple. The first dish is delicious, and the second dish's presentation skills are amazing. Although it sounds completely nonsense, there are three kinds of chefs in this world. The first one is that the dishes he cooks are delicious. , the appearance is ordinary, and the second appearance is so good that the taste is average or even not delicious." Lao Liu raised two fingers.

"What about the third one?"

Lao Liu pointed at Feng and said, "You are the third type. The appearance of cooking is ordinary, and the taste is ordinary. To put it bluntly, there is no difference between cooking in your own family."

"Is this a compliment or a criticism?" Feng asked embarrassingly, thinking that he was being preached.

"There are both praise and criticism. If it's a small restaurant, you can go and take charge." It really is a derogatory meaning.

"That is to say, the dishes I cook are not delicious." Feng Nixing looked down at his sloppy meat dish, and the steps were all based on Lao Liu's cooking routines.