Final priesthood

ten minutes later.

When Lu Yuan finished practicing the three basic techniques of basic boxing, basic kicking and basic footwork in front of Lin Zhiqin.

The eagerness in Lin Zhiqin's eyes when he looked at Lu Yuan rose to another level.

"Not bad, not bad...no, I should say very good."

Lin Zhiqin looked at Lu Yuan with admiration and did not hesitate to praise him.

"There are not many people in the advanced class who can practice these three basic skills to your level."

“You can practice what I teach to this extent in a month.

It is enough to prove that your martial arts talent is very good, very good, and you are simply born for martial arts. "

This sentence, coupled with Lin Zhiqin's current expression, really feels a bit like a successful master trying to trick people.

However, Lu Yuan's goal has been achieved.

This is the effect he wants.

Yes, I am a genius.

Don't you, Lin Zhiqin, look down on our beginner class? You ask us to practice freely every day.

I want to tell you today that even if I practice freely, I can reach the level of an official martial arts disciple!

Is this considered a slap in the face of Lin Zhiqin in disguise?

"The signing thing..."

Lu Yuan glanced at the application form that Lin Zhiqin casually placed on the coffee table.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot."

Lin Zhiqin laughed, his cheerful look completely different from before.

"I'll sign it for you now."

He took a pen from the pen holder on his desk, sat down in front of the coffee table, took the application form, and was about to write his name in the coach's signature column.

Lu Yuan stared at the pen signed by Lin Zhiqin and at the electronic clock hanging on the wall.

It was now 11:08 noon, already past the time when the martial arts gym got off work.

After being delayed here for so long, I don’t know if I can hand in the application form when I go back.

Lu Yuan was thinking in his heart.

Suddenly I saw Lin Zhiqin's half-written signature...

Suddenly he stopped writing.

He looked up at the time on the wall, and then said to Lu Yuan.

"It's time to eat now, why don't we go eat first?"

"Forehead......."

Lu Yuan looked stunned, wondering what kind of trouble Lin Zhiqin was going to make.

Did it take a few seconds to sign and delay your meal?

Can't you sign and then eat?

"Coach Lin, this..."

Lu Yuan had a troubled expression on his face, "The person collecting the forms downstairs is still waiting for me."

"It's okay. I'll just hand it over for you later."

Lin Zhiqin waved his hand, stood up and directly greeted Lu Yuan to walk out the door.

"eat first.

I know there is a good restaurant near the martial arts school. Let’s go there now. "

Lu Yuan was reluctantly taken out by Lin Zhiqin. He could only watch the application form lying alone on the coffee table in the office, and finally disappeared from his sight as the door closed.

.......

"What kind of bullshit rule is this? You have to have the coach's signature to apply for assessment!"

"What kind of bullshit coach is this? It doesn't matter if he doesn't teach well at ordinary times, but he deliberately manipulates his students at critical moments?"

On the way to the small restaurant Lin Zhiqin mentioned, Lu Yuan cursed the martial arts gym's procedures and Lin Zhiqin in his mind.

Of course, he had to pretend to be flattered that the coach wanted to treat him to dinner, and followed Lin Zhiqin obediently.

Lin Zhiqin seemed to be in a good mood.

The corners of my mouth were smiling all the way.

"arrive."

After leaving the martial arts hall, Lin Zhiqin took Lu Yuan to the restaurant he mentioned without taking two steps.

"Chunhua Noodle House."

It's a fly restaurant hidden in the alley next to the martial arts school.

The signboard with white characters on a red background and the dark facade covered in oil smoke.

From the outside, there is nothing surprising about this noodle shop.

As Lin Zhiqin walked in through the sliding glass door, a cool breeze immediately hit his face.

"The air conditioner is turned on quite well."

Lu Yuan said silently in his heart.

The shop is not big, and there are only seven small rectangular tables in the lobby.

There were several people sitting in the store eating noodles.

Lu Yuan saw a menu posted on the wall next to him.

In addition to noodles, you can also order some home-cooked stir-fries here, and the prices are quite affordable.

"Coach Lin is here!"

Not long after the two entered the door, an ordinary middle-aged woman who looked about the same age as Lin Zhiqin and wore an apron came out of the kitchen.

When I saw Lin Zhiqin, I smiled and greeted him. It was obvious that he was an old acquaintance.

"Coach Lin brings students to dinner again?"

The middle-aged woman smiled kindly at Lu Yuan.

"yes."

Lin Zhiqin didn't even look at the menu on the wall and directly reported: "Ridney, pork ribs, chicken... Is the fish fresh today?"

"He just came here this morning and he's still alive."

"Then whole fish. Is the box upstairs empty?"

"There is no one, just go up there yourself."

Lin Zhiqin ordered four or five dishes very skillfully, and then led Lu Yuan up a staircase that was only about half a meter wide from the back kitchen to the second floor.

There are also several small rectangular tables on the second floor, with a small door next to them.

Pushing the door open, you will find a small box of only seven or eight square meters.

"The toilet is next door, you can see it when you go out."

Lin Zhiqin sat down at the small table in the box and reminded Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan responded.

Not long after I sat down, the middle-aged woman I saw earlier came in carrying a teapot and a small plate of melon seeds.

"Drink some water first, the food will be ready in a moment."

The woman got a pair of bowls and chopsticks for each of them and walked out.

Lin Zhiqin habitually took out the cigarette case from his pocket, opened it, looked at Lu Yuan and put it away again.

Instead, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and cracked them.

Lu Yuan had nothing to do. He picked up the teapot on the table and washed his and Lin Zhiqin's dishes with water. Then he poured two more glasses of water, one to Lin Zhiqin, and one he drank slowly.

"Don't be restrained, it's just a casual meal."

Lin Zhiqin pushed the small plate of melon seeds in front of Lu Yuan, and Lu Yuan politely grabbed a handful.

"What do your parents do?"

Lin Zhiqin suddenly asked.

Lu Yuan was stunned for a moment, thought for a while and then said: "My family has a small grain and oil store, and my dad usually delivers goods to people."

"Are you the only child in the family?"

"I also have a sister who just graduated from college this year."

"You should be a sophomore in high school this year, right? I have a nephew about the same age as you..."

"..."

Lin Zhiqin began to ask some questions about Lu Yuan's family and personal situation, and occasionally interjected some information about himself.

Lu Yuan still doesn't know why Lin Zhiqin invited him to dinner for no reason.

He figured it out after sitting down.

Lin Zhiqin deliberately refused to give him a signature, probably for ulterior motives.

Just waiting for him to say it.

"Why did you sign up for the fighting class at the martial arts school?"

While chatting, Lin Zhiqin suddenly changed the subject to the martial arts gym.

Lu Yuan knew that the real drama was about to begin.

"For the college entrance examination."

Lu Yuan replied calmly: "The sports category of the college entrance examination requires a specialty, so I chose fighting, which has the lowest scoring standards."

Lin Zhiqin nodded thoughtfully.

Then he asked: "Then why do you want to become an official disciple of the martial arts school?"

Lu Yuan glanced at Lin Zhiqin.

answer.

"for money."

He said to Lin Zhiqin in a serious tone: "I want to earn back the tuition fee my dad gave me to sign up for."