Start with push-ups to gain experience

Chapter 4 The Joy of Growing Up

The curtains blew gently, letting in a ray of sunlight.

The calendar on the wall rustled as the wind turned over two pages.

Faintly, there was the sound of running water.

suddenly.

A series of shrill "ding-ling-ling" ringing sounds broke the quiet atmosphere.

The sliding door of the bathroom moved open with a bang.

Fang Cheng walked out shirtless, rubbing a towel in his hands and wearing slippers, and quickly turned off the alarm clock.

Glance at the time.

7: 30.

He squinted at the morning light outside the window and breathed a sigh of relief.

How nice would it be to take a nice shower after a workout?
Unfortunately, the rental house was too small and there was no shower room, so I could only simply wash my body.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng couldn't help but open the panel again to appreciate the results of his morning exercise.

[Push-up experience +18]

[Boxing experience +3]

[Focus Experience +2]

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[Skill Panel]

[Speed Reading Level 1 (28/250)]

[Focus lv1 (65/250)]

[Cooking skill level 0 (34/100)]

【Cleaning level 0 (75/100)】

[Boxing lv0 (64/100)]

[Push-ups level 0 (51/100)]

【Potential Stimulation (23:09:12)】

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and all skills have improved significantly.

Especially for the "push-ups" that consume most of your energy, the experience bar has already reached halfway.

At this efficiency, it would only take a few days to successfully upgrade to level 1.

Wipe the sweaty chest and back.

Fang Cheng wet the towel, washed it again, wrung it dry and hung it on the rack.

Then he looked in the mirror and touched his face.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that my face has become much rosier and my arms seem to have grown some muscles.

Looking at the character panel again, the attribute values are still the same as before.

It is obviously unrealistic to expect significant improvements in your body after just a few days of exercise.

But if you look closely, you can find that there is a very small percentage progress bar on the right side of the property bar.

Focus your attention and click in, and then a new interface will pop up.

Here is a list of full screen prompts.

………………

[You practice boxing for 3 minutes, and your physical fitness increases by 0.001]

[You practice boxing for 4 minutes, and your strength increases by 0.001]

[You practice boxing for 5 minutes, and your agility increases by 0.001]

[You mop the floor for 10 minutes, and your physical fitness increases by 0.001]

[You carry a heavy object for 5 minutes, and your strength increases by 0.001]

[You walked 1000 steps, and your physical fitness increased by 0.001]

[You walked 1200 steps, and your agility increased by 0.001]

[If you sleep for 7 hours, your energy level will increase by 0.001]

[If you sleep for 8 hours, your physical fitness will increase by 0.001]

[You practice push-ups 5 times and your strength increases by 0.001]

………………

If you scroll down, you can still see the bottom.

If you scroll up, you can't find the original message at all.

Like skills, physical attributes can also be upgraded through experience.

With every exercise or sport, growth is occurring at a slow pace.

However, in order to avoid screen swiping and distracting the host's attention, it is not displayed.

"Every piece of information here, every point of value increase, is proof of my hard work..."

Fang Cheng whispered to himself, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, like a farmer inspecting the growth of crops.

Although it is a bit slow, but as time goes by, quantitative change will eventually lead to qualitative change.

Especially when I look at the column of physical attributes, I see that the progress has reached 99%.

His heart was burning with anger and he clenched his fists.

"hiss--"

It seemed that the movement was too large and pulled a muscle, and Fang Cheng couldn't help but gasp.

Although intense training has its benefits, recovery afterwards is a headache.

In the past two days, Fang Cheng's arms, shoulders and chest have been aching, sore, weak and tired.

Without the help of focused skills, it would be difficult to persevere.

Because of this, the efficiency of exercise is greatly reduced.

Fortunately, the panel only counts the number of times and does not count the average time spent.

Fang Cheng can choose to slow down and increase the rest time to achieve the same goal.

According to the plan, the 100 push-ups required every day can be divided into 10 groups.

After getting up in the morning, try to complete the training task within one and a half hours.

If you are physically exhausted, don't force yourself. Just take a break during work to make up for it.

After get off work every night, depending on the situation, if you get home early, you can choose to do one or two more sets as extra training.

The training volume of 100 push-ups seems to be a lot.

In fact, if you do it separately, it is not beyond the scope.

The main reason for the current situation is that my basic physical condition is too poor.

Fang Cheng grinned and shook his head, then simply cleaned up the bathroom.

Throw your sweaty underwear, panties and smelly socks into the creaking old washing machine.

When he was a student, he buried himself in books all day and seldom participated in extracurricular activities, so his sports performance was always ranked at the bottom of the class.

It was only after I started working that I often did some physical work, and my physical fitness improved a little.

If people live in their comfort zone for a long time, they will get used to it.

Once you get used to it, you will just live day by day and think that the world is just like this.

Laziness, desire, lactic acid, dopamine...

In the process of becoming stronger, the difficulties you need to overcome are far more than you imagine.

"Just hold on for a while. Once the CD of 'Potential Stimulation' is restored, this situation should be alleviated."

"And training tomorrow morning will unlock new skills..."

Thinking of this, even though his whole body was still sore, Fang Cheng rekindled his fighting spirit.

He immediately put on his clothes and went to the bedroom.

Next, it is time for morning reading and self-study.

Since unlocking the "push-ups" skill, Fang Cheng seems to have undergone a transformation.

To this end, I completely changed my night owl habits of going to bed late and getting up late, and became more self-disciplined than ever before. From 5 to 7:, I train, rest, and wash.

From 7:8 to :, study for the postgraduate entrance examination.

Then I make myself breakfast, eat, and catch the 9:05 bus to go to work on time.

The plan of the day is in the morning.

Fitness does not necessarily require a certain amount of training or a certain level of training.

The most important thing is to persevere every day and defeat the lazy, anxious, and negative self.

………………

Da da da.

Crack two eggs into a bowl and heat oil in a pan.

The knife blade flew quickly on the chopping board, cutting the green onion, cucumber, carrot and chicken breast into fine cubes.

Then add the side dishes and seasonings in turn, and then pour in all the overnight rice in the rice cooker.

Stir-fry evenly, making sure every grain of rice is coated with the sauce.

Turn off the heat, remove from the pan and serve.

[Cooking Experience +1]

Smelling the aroma of the rice grains in the bowl, Fang Cheng showed a look of satisfaction.

Just like yesterday, I made a simple egg fried rice.

"Even if I don't take the postgraduate entrance examination, I'm qualified to open a breakfast stall. Anyway, I will never starve to death in this life..."

The physical exertion gave Fang Cheng an unusually good appetite, and he ate three bowls in a row.

I licked the bottom of the pot clean before stopping, feeling unsatisfied.

You have to know that his breakfast before consisted of just two buns and a bag of soy milk.

Finish the meal quickly and wash the pots and pans.

8: 49.

Fang Cheng put on a black fleece jacket, put on his Huili sneakers, picked up his shoulder bag, and went out to work.

When I walked into the corridor, I saw that Aunt He's door across the street had just opened.

There was the sound of a naughty child crying and mumbling instructions.

"Xiu Mei, these two are spicy, those don't have chili, put the rice at the bottom, remember not to spill the soup!"

"Oh."

Aunt He, wearing plaid quilted pajamas, stood at the door and carefully explained the situation to her daughter.

He looked up and saw Fang Cheng passing by, and immediately smiled.

"Ah Cheng, do you have to work overtime on Sunday too?"

"Yes, where are you going?"

"Your uncle Zhou and his colleagues are investigating a murder case and have not slept all night. I asked Xiumei to bring them some hot soup to warm their stomachs."

As they were talking, there was a sudden "clang" in the room, as if a bowl was broken, followed by the old man's rapid coughing.

"Oh my, my little ancestor, you really want to kill me... Mom, I told you to drink slowly, drink slowly, but you just won't listen..."

The door closes.

In the corridor, Fang Cheng and Zhou Xiumei were walking one after the other.

Neither of them showed any interest in talking.

Fang Cheng walked quickly and had already walked down the stairs.

Zhou Xiumei still hadn't come out of the dimly lit corridor.

She was wearing a white down jacket and cotton pants, a blue cloth headband on her head, and a woolen scarf wrapped around her neck.

The bulky clothes did not make her look as plump and strong as her mother, but made her look much slower.

Her slender fingers were holding two large plastic bags, her brows were slightly furrowed, and she looked very cautious.

There were probably more than a dozen boxes of packaged meals in the bag.

You can see that the portion is really heavy and it is a bit strenuous.

Fang Cheng looked back.

Seeing this, he walked up again and took the packing bag.

"I'll help you get it to the station."

When their fingers touched, Zhou Xiumei shrank her shoulders slightly, wanting to refuse.

"no need……"

When he raised his head, he happened to meet Fang Cheng's bright eyes, and immediately lowered his head and looked away like a frightened deer.

"Thank you."

The response was as thin as a mosquito's, and I don't know if Fang Cheng heard it.

Her face seemed to be covered with a layer of morning glow, and her earlobes hidden by her long hair seemed to be a little hot.

Fang Cheng didn't care too much, he just felt a little sorry for this frail and sickly girl next door.

Speaking of which, the two of them met and played together on the first day they moved here.

From elementary school to junior high school, we have always been accustomed to going to school and going home together.

It seemed that the two gradually became estranged since they were separated in the first year of high school.

After that, I was admitted to Dongdu University. Zhou Xiumei took a leave of absence from school due to illness, so we rarely talked alone.

The sunlight shines through the old buildings on both sides that are as tall as cliffs, making the street flicker.

After walking out of the tube-shaped building, Fang Cheng stopped daydreaming and glanced at the girl who was half a body length behind him.

A pair of feet in white shoes stepped through the dirty water in the potholes and followed silently.

Her long hair falls softly on her shoulders, exuding a faint shampoo scent.

The cold wind blew, lifting a few strands of hair and gently caressing the smooth forehead and the beautiful nose like a jade carving.

It also concealed the eyes that sparkled like black gemstones and the blush on the cheeks that had not completely disappeared.

Even though they had to catch a bus, Fang Cheng did not seem to be in a hurry and walked slowly with her.

The street is very narrow, with many breakfast stalls on both sides.

Xiaolongbao, egg pancakes, rice cakes, lard and shrimp wontons, the aroma of various foods wafts into the nose.

Some neighbors who got up late simply came out in slippers and cotton robes, sat by the stalls and feasted on their food.

Walk with Zhou Xiumei along this old street which has not changed in more than ten years.

It seems as if I can see my childhood self, picking up bottles with a little girl with pigtails and selling them for sweets.

Fang Cheng shook his head and smiled.

Many people miss their childhood, more so because they miss the carefree state of mind.

But I am different. I cannot dwell on the past and escape from reality.

Because he must take the initiative to shoulder more responsibilities.

Walking out of Jiuchang Street, the station is not far from the street entrance.

A No. 13 bus with an advertisement for medical beauty and breast augmentation products just happened to be driving by.

Going to the club and the Jiangbei District Police Station are different routes.

Fang Cheng handed the packing bag back to Zhou Xiumei and said:
"Remember to drive slowly on the road and pay attention to vehicle safety. I'm going to work first."

Zhou Xiumei’s eyes were stunned.

The relationship between the two seemed to have not been so harmonious for a long time.

She immediately lowered her head in embarrassment and responded in a soft voice:
"Ah, you too……"

Fang Cheng smiled, turned around and ran towards the bus that had arrived at the station.

Zhou Xiumei raised her head and opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say more.

In the end, he just stared at the back of the person walking into the car without saying anything.

Under the refraction of sunlight, her eyes were soft, bright, yet misty.

I always feel like Fang Cheng seems to be a little different...

(End of this chapter)