Chapter 321: 4-word mantra, ignore cerebral palsy

Chapter 321 Four-word mantra: ignore cerebral palsy

After lunch, the boys and girls separated. Bai Qingxia followed Liu Wangchun. She looked back from afar at the backs of Lu Yuanqiu and the boys as they left, and only withdrew her gaze from them as they could no longer see each other.

Although it was only a short time since they could not see each other, Bai Qingxia suddenly lost interest in everything.

Although she wanted to make changes and hoped that she could bravely socialize and actively integrate into other groups even if Lu Yuanqiu was not around, she gradually realized a reality: if there was no Lu Yuanqiu in this world, she would not even have the motivation to change.

"Have you applied sunscreen?" Liu Wangchun asked at this time.

Bai Qingxia nodded, then suddenly started. She quickly turned to Liu Wangchun and said, "I forgot to spray Lu Yuanqiu!"

Liu Wangchun rolled her eyes: "Lu Yuanqiu, Lu Yuanqiu... What else is on your mind besides Lu Yuanqiu?" She raised her hand and pinched Bai Qingxia's face. Seeing Bai Qingxia's depressed face, Liu Wangchun could only comfort her: "Don't worry, he's a rough guy, he's not afraid of the sun."

Bai Qingxia insisted: "Lu Yuanqiu is not a rough man..."

"Okay, okay, he is not a rough guy, he is your big baby..." Liu Wangchun quickly made a gesture of surrender, with an expression that said "please spare me".

Bai Qingxia lowered her head and hummed softly.

At this moment, she saw Chi Caocao next to her wearing a loose military training uniform with his trouser legs hanging on the ground, as if he had no ability to take care of himself.

"Wait a moment."

After saying that, Bai Qingxia squatted down and rolled up both of Chi Caocao's trouser legs, which made it look much more convenient and comfortable.

Although the little girl still didn't talk to her these two days, Bai Qingxia could feel that when she was out, Chi Caocao would walk beside her or sit beside her intentionally or unintentionally.

Perhaps he had subconsciously regarded her as a friend, which made Bai Qingxia feel quite accomplished.

……

"Lu Yuanqiu, the young masters in our company's Business Administration Department may have some opinions about you. If they say something you don't like, just ignore them."

As Lu Yuanqiu was walking, Finkel suddenly reminded him in his ear.

Lu Yuanqiu: "Why do you have a problem with me?"

Finkel: "Have you forgotten the idol drama that happened between you and three beauties at the west gate of the school last night? You were the center of everyone's attention, and one of them seemed to have confessed to Liu Wangchun and was rejected, so they have some opinions about you. They started to talk about you in a group yesterday."

"Freshmen are like this, I've seen a lot of them, some are as arrogant as the protagonists of novels with a fortune of 2.58 million. When they get to college, they want all the beautiful girls to throw themselves at them without thinking. Some even book a date at a hotel directly, just like the fucking Shark Monument. Compared to them, Liang Jingfeng is pretty good."

Finkel frowned and adjusted his hat, looking very experienced. Suddenly, a sneeze from Liang Jingfeng behind him startled him.

Finkel looked back and saw that Lu Yuanqiu was silent, so he smiled and said, "Don't feel pressured. There aren't many normal people among the children of wealthy families. You'll understand when you experience more. Damn, I don't know if the golden spoon they were given when they were young made them all cerebral palsy."

Lu Yuanqiu hesitated for a moment...

He and Zheng Yifeng looked at each other silently, with somewhat strange expressions.

Lu Yuanqiu coughed immediately and said, "Don't worry, I have a good temper."

Finkel smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "That's fine, four words of truth, don't worry about cerebral palsy!"

They arrived at the assembly point and stood according to the positions assigned last night. Lu Yuanqiu was tall and stood on the outermost side, next to him was Zheng Yifeng.

Zhong Jincheng, the Taoist priest, and the uncle are relatively short, so they are at the front of the line on the other side.

"Ahem." Zhong Jincheng coughed and adjusted his trajectory. He smiled at the Taoist priest and said, "If you really can't have lunch, I'll see how you guys fill your stomachs with just a steamed bun. Hehe, what's wrong with stuffing it in your crotch? Can you still despise yourself?"

Xu Siyang said silently: "I can't compare with you. I don't have any extra space in my underwear. There's nothing I can do."

Zhong Jincheng was even more proud when he heard this, and he laughed, but he suddenly turned his head and looked at the other person in silence, and then he seemed to react: "Damn it..."

The uncle raised his eyebrows in concern: "Why can't I have lunch at noon?"

Taoist Priest: "So they are worrying about nothing." Soon, the instructor appeared, and everyone instantly fell silent, stood at attention, and held their heads high.

Zhong Jincheng's lips moved: "Master, please show our instructor his face."

Xu Siyang narrowed his eyes and shook his head slightly: "Ba, Qi, side, leak."

The uncle swallowed his saliva with a gulp and had a bad feeling.

Two hours after the training began——

Everyone in the fourth row of the third company was half-crouching, and all of them straightened their backs with sweat on their foreheads, watching the dark-skinned uncle in front of them practicing walking with messy hands and feet.

The uncle's body movements were a little uncoordinated, and Lu Yuanqiu noticed it, but the strict instructor obviously noticed it too.

The instructor's surname was Liu. He looked to be in his twenties, with a square face, hooked nose, and sharp eyes. He pointed at the uncle and said sternly to everyone: "When he is done training, you will stand up again! Do you know what it means to share weal and woe? My company will not allow anyone to be left behind. Do you understand?!"

After hearing this, the uncle became more and more panicked, made more mistakes, and continued to turn the wrong way.

Suddenly, a voice of complaint was heard from the rear.

"I don't understand. If you have nothing to do, why don't you go home and farm? Why are you coming to school? Are you sick?"

Lu Yuanqiu heard a voice and looked to the side and back.

"What are you looking at?" The boy who spoke raised his chin and glared at him, with resentment in his eyes.

Lu Yuanqiu knew that this was a boy from the Business Administration Department. Before the instructor came, he heard this boy talking about him with the people next to him, saying some sour words. From what he heard, his name seemed to be Liu Zixuan.

Lu Yuanqiu now somewhat understood what Finkel meant by "ignore cerebral palsy."

"Nothing." He responded with a smile.

Lu Yuanqiu retracted his gaze, straightened his back and shouted: "Report to the instructor! He is practicing too slowly! I can teach him alone!"

Zheng Yifeng silently glanced to the side, but to his surprise, the instructor stared at Lu Yuanqiu for a moment, but did not find fault with him. Instead, he agreed: "Okay, I think you have practiced well. You can lead him. Step out!"

"Yes!"

"Sorry to trouble you, Xiaoqiu, I'm useless and always make mistakes." The uncle grabbed Lu Yuanqiu's arm breathlessly, feeling very guilty.

"It's okay uncle, everyone has things they're not good at, it's normal."

Lu Yuanqiu patted his hands comfortingly and took him to the side. The others finally stood up and continued training.

While doing the movements, Zhong Jincheng murmured, "No, it's only been one morning, I already want to go back to school..."

The Taoist priest next to him was too tired to respond.

"Big head, big head! Don't worry if it rains! Others have umbrellas! I have a big head!"

At this moment, a square formation with standard movements suddenly passed by them while shouting slogans. Many people in the third company and fourth row laughed out loud, and Zhong Jincheng was one of them.

"You! The one who just laughed, get out of line!"

Zhong Jincheng was stunned. He pointed at himself and typed a question mark.

"No, instructor, I wasn't the only one laughing just now?"

Instructor Liu continued to glare at him: "Do you still need me to treat you?!"

(End of this chapter)