MTL - Final Priesthood

Chapter 28 Chunhua Noodle House

ten minutes later.

After Lu Yuan finished practicing the three basic techniques of basic boxing, basic kicks 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, 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 you 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 like he is successfully imitating the master's deception.

However, the goal of a long journey can be considered achieved.

 This is what 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!

Does this count as a disguised slap in Lin Zhiqin’s face?

 “That matter of signing.”

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

 “Oh, yes, 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 is now 11:08 noon, which is past the time when the martial arts school closes.

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

Lu Yuan was thinking in his mind.

 Suddenly I saw Lin Zhiqin’s half-written signature

 Suddenly he stopped writing.

 He raised his head and glanced at the time on the wall, and then said to Lu Yuan.

“It’s time to eat, why don’t we go eat first?”

"Forehead"

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

How many seconds did it take to sign your name? Did it delay your meal?

 Can't you sign it and then eat it?

 “Coach Lin, this is.”

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 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 **** rule is this? To apply for assessment, the coach must sign and agree!”

“What kind of **** coach is this? It’s okay 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 seems 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 is 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.

Judging from the appearance alone, 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 are several people sitting in the shop eating noodles.

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

In addition to noodles, you can also order some home-style stir-fry dishes 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 he saw Lin Zhiqin, he greeted him with a smile, and he seemed to be 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, and fish are fresh today?”

 “He just came here this morning and he’s still alive.”

“Then let’s make a 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 private room and reminded Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan responded.

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

 “Drink some water first, the food will be ready in a while.”

 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.

 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 formal, 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 who is about the same age as you.”

ˆ “.”

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 he sat down.

Lin Zhiqin deliberately refused to give him his signature, and he probably had an ulterior motive.

 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 topic 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.

He then 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 register."

 (End of this chapter)