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Can this Feng Baobao be seen as a woman?

Judging from his appearance... maybe.

But from a cognitive point of view...this is purely a matter of being brothers.

Although Feng Baobao has a great figure, Zhou Fengliu cannot feel the charm of women in him...

"Brother Liu, did the little witch go in?"

Only then did Zhang Chulan come back with a few tissues to cover his nose. Seeing that the white figure had disappeared, he spoke boldly about Feng Baobao.

"Little witch? Tsk tsk, you're not afraid that Sister Bao'er will come out and destroy you."

Listening to Zhou Fengliu's words, Zhang Chulan said it was impossible, absolutely impossible.

After a moment.

After Feng Baobao finished taking a shower, he changed into cool clothes and walked out of the bathroom. The combination of a short vest and shorts made Zhang Chulan, who was exercising, suddenly unable to hold back.

"this..."

"puff--"

Accompanied by a red parabola, Zhang Chulan's nosebleed once again: "Paper, paper, paper..." He said as he hurriedly went to get paper. When he passed by Feng Baobao's outfit, he held it in for a long time and spit out four words.

"It's an insult to politeness!"

Seeing Zhang Chulan hurriedly taking the paper, Feng Baobao was a little confused by this new idiom. She looked at Zhou Fengliu and asked:

"What is so insulting to politeness?"

"Um... maybe he thinks you're wearing too revealing clothes." At this moment, Zhou Fengliu also felt that Feng Baobao's outfit was too wild.

"It's so cool to wear it like this." Feng Baobao felt there was nothing wrong with it.

It's okay for people of the same sex to dress like this, but the key thing is for people of the opposite sex... it might be a little inappropriate.

Of course.

Maybe Feng Baobao also thinks that Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan are similar to her, and there is no gender difference.

After a while, Zhang Chulan came back after finishing his work. Feng Baobao was still wearing the same clothes, so he had to deliberately avoid looking directly at Feng Baobao.

"I just discussed it with Xiao Zhou. You will learn old farming skills from me in the morning, and you will follow Xiao Zhou in the afternoon..." Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan and said.

"Yeah, okay." Zhang Chulan nodded, and Feng Baobao felt strange with his deliberately avoidant gaze.

"You...why don't you look at me?"

"I..." As soon as Zhang Chulan glanced at Feng Baobao, he saw Feng Baobao's very tricky shorts. He felt uncomfortable with a kind of passion that was difficult to calm down.

"What do you think? You dress like this... and you still want me to look at you. Is there any justice in this? Is there any law in the king's law?" After he finished speaking, he hurriedly raised his head.

"..."

"My question?" Feng Baobao scratched his itchy buttocks and then nodded: "Okay, I understand. I'll change it after a while. There's no air conditioning in this place... It's so hot."

She stood up as she spoke, and after a while she changed into the slightly shorter shorts and short-sleeved combination she was wearing just now.

"Is this okay?"

"Well..." Zhang Chulan wiped the nosebleed and said it was okay.

...

After a brief interlude, it was time for a pleasant special training session. Since Zhang Chulan was training with Feng Baobao in the morning, Zhou Fengliu was quite free. He silently found a chair and then started to scroll through information. He hadn’t been scrolling for a while yet. , I heard Feng Baobao not far away kicking Zhang Chulan.

"Your Qi...is going astray."

Zhou Fengliu raised his eyes when he heard the sound, and saw Zhang Chulan almost being kicked out by Feng Baobao.

"How do you know?" Zhang Chulan asked in pain.

"How many times has it happened...your Qi will always flow down unconsciously." Feng Baobao felt very strange.

"Can you blame me? You are dangling in front of my eyes..." Zhang Chulan said that those big white legs were purely a test of him as a cadre.

"?"

"We are here, then why doesn't Xiao Zhou flow down like you?" Feng Baobao felt that the problem still lies with Zhang Chulan.

"Then...can I be like Brother Liu? If I were Brother Liu, I would have killed him..."

Hearing his name being called, Zhou Fengliu raised his eyebrows slightly: "You two are training you two, don't take me along..."

After he finished speaking, he silently lowered his head and looked at the phone, no longer caring about those two people.

Ding--

[Have you finished last night’s food? Is it delicious? 】

A message flashed from the notification bar, making Zhou Fengliu slightly confused.

This strange contact...this tone, is it Xia He again?

Zhou Fengliu reacted quickly.

Chapter 18 Training Plan? A bald guy thinks it's great! (Second update)

Although Zhou Fengliu knew that this strange message was from Xia He, he still chose not to reply. As for the reason... there was no reason, he just didn't want to reply.

Time passed quickly, and while he was killing time constantly scrolling through his mobile phone, Zhang Chulan's special training in the morning ended.

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Although Feng Baobao's old farming skills are very good, there are always some mistakes in Zhang Chulan's Qi Xing route. This problem of unconsciously going down makes his practice unsatisfactory.

The three of them went out for a quick bite of "authentic" Lanzhou ramen at noon. They came back and took a short rest before it was time for special training in the afternoon.

"Brother Liu, what do I need to do?" Zhang Chulan burped and looked at Zhou Fengliu expectantly.

"Forehead..."

Zhou Fengliu touched his chin when he heard the sound, looked at Zhang Chulan, and then told him the training plan he had thought up at noon:

"First do a hundred push-ups, a hundred sit-ups, a hundred squats, and then run a 10-kilometer long distance to warm up."

"what?"

Listening to the training plan Zhou Fengliu made for him, Zhang Chulan raised his eyebrows, obviously not expecting Zhou Fengliu to arrange physical training.

"Brother Liu...are you sure? This will work?"

"What? Don't underestimate this plan. I practiced this way when I first entered the industry. Just practice this plan. Just stick to it and keep silent every time you practice."

Zhou Fengliu coughed twice and said that this "Ke Xue" training plan was very effective.

"Oh well."

Zhang Chulan could only practice with the attitude of giving it a try.

He first began to practice squats. At first he felt it was very easy, his speed was fast and his posture was standard. But after doing about forty squats, his speed gradually slowed down and his entire thighs seemed unable to squat.

"Today's young people are in poor health and need to practice more."

Zhou Fengliu's eyes shifted from the mobile phone to Zhang Chulan. Zhang Chulan seemed to see his shadow in the past. He couldn't even climb the eighth floor without gasping for breath. He could get hurt even if he bumped into each other. He was a contemporary "crispy college student". .

"Hmm...what is sub-health?" Feng Baobao on the side was chewing a popsicle while squatting and looking at Zhang Chulan who was exhausted.

Zhang Chulan may not be a human, but Zhou Fengliu and Feng Baobao are real dogs.

One of the two people was chatting about a popsicle, and the other was sitting on a chair scrolling through his phone and drinking iced Coke, without paying any attention to the young man in front of him who was in special training.

...

"It means virtual." Zhou Fengliu explained after thinking about Feng Baobao's question.

"Oh..."

"Brother Liu... should I take a break first? Can we do it in batches?" Zhang Chulan said and was about to stop.

Zhou Fengliu didn't say much when he saw this, he just whispered something in Feng Baobao's ear.

"What... does this mean?" Feng Baobao looked at Zhou Fengliu blankly, not understanding what this meant.

"Just tell him and you'll know..."

"Oh..." Feng Baobao nodded, then walked to Zhang Chulan with a popsicle, and saw her speaking slowly with a Sichuan accent:

"Is that okay... thin dog."

"???"

what?

That expressionless face coupled with Feng Baobao's slightly sarcastic tone instantly increased the lethality.

Thin dog?

I?

Zhang Chulan was startled by Feng Baobao's cheeky attitude.

"Why am I such a thin dog... I just have a hundred squats." Zhang Chulan saw that there were only twenty or thirty squats left. Naturally, it was impossible for him to withstand Feng Baobao's face-to-face enlargement.

Seeing that Zhang Chulan was motivated again, Feng Baobao raised his eyebrows and felt amazing.

It turns out that these words have this effect...

Feng Baobao said he learned.

...

Not long after, Zhang Chulan finished doing a hundred squats with great effort. At this moment, he felt that his legs had no feeling anymore.

Seeing him sitting on a chair, breathing heavily, feeling his beating heart, a feeling of being alive came from his heart.

Logically speaking, this kind of training is not very intense for him, but it is just weak... When he was a child, he trained at the hands of his grandfather, and he also had a certain physical foundation. Perhaps he pretended to be an ordinary person for a long time, which led to his current condition. My body is not as big as before.

"Go on..." Zhou Fengliu said after watching him finish.

"Brother Liu... I really can't do it anymore. Let's take a break." Zhang Chulan shook his head with sweat on his forehead.

"Is that okay, little dog..." Seeing that Zhang Chulan was slacking off again, Feng Baobao moved closer to his face and magnified it.

"You...I..." Zhang Chulan was stunned and speechless: "Yes, I am a thin dog, rest and rest..."

Zhang Chulan is also capable of bending and stretching.

What a thin dog...

He even barked at his master, but he was still afraid of being called a thin dog?

Seeing that this move was of no use, Feng Baobao was confused and turned to look at Zhou Fengliu: "Why is this move useless?"

"You can't use this all the time...it has to be at the right time." Zhou Fengliu also found a chair and sat down and explained to Feng Baobao.

"Oh~" Feng Baobao seemed to understand.

...

"Brother Liu...can this training plan really work?"

Zhang Chulan couldn't help but ask after resting for a while.

How should I put it, the old farm skills that Feng Baobao taught him in the morning can be said to have immediate results, but this afternoon Zhou Fengliu's training plan, except for the soreness of his legs, did not improve his energy at all.

"You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry...Practice slowly, feel the Qi in your body more during exercise, and let Qi participate..."

Zhou Fengliu was talking nonsense seriously. Seeing him speaking so seriously, Zhang Chulan frowned in confusion.

Feeling Qi? Let Qi participate?

"Stupid... Xiao Zhou's intention is to let you use Qi, don't practice stupidly..." Feng Baobao stuck the popsicle stick on the cement floor, then clapped his hands and glanced at Zhang Chulan.

...

Of the three people present, Feng Baobao seemed to understand, while Zhang Chulan half understood.

Zhou Fengliu still maintained a serious and steady look like an old dog.

He knows Gouba's Qi... What he said just now was just to make Zhang Chulan hold on.

According to his calculations, with Zhang Chulan's current physical fitness, after one round of training, he can basically get off work.