Start the liver experience with push-ups

In the rainy weather, the whole city became quiet.

There were few pedestrians on the streets.

Only the sound of rain gently echoed, covering the car horns of passing vehicles.

Fang Cheng carried a satchel and a bag.

Zhou Xiumei raised her hands, holding an umbrella for herself and for him.

The two walked side by side, very close to each other, but with different expressions.

"Has the murder case that Uncle Zhou is investigating been solved yet?"

Fang Cheng asked casually, finding a topic.

"I don't know."

Zhou Xiumei nodded slightly, explaining softly:

"The murderer seems to be a serial killer. The director is urging him, and my dad is in a bad mood, rarely mentioning it at home…"

Speaking to this point, she paused and didn't continue.

The silent atmosphere remained for a moment.

Zhou Xiumei suddenly raised her eyes, looking at Fang Cheng with a serious face.

"Brother Cheng, you often work overtime at night, you must pay attention to safety, and don't deal with strangers on the road."

"I heard Aunt Zhang downstairs say that there are many gangsters now, who specialize in using 'honey traps' to trick young men into getting their kidneys cut out…"

Their eyes met, and Zhou Xiumei couldn't help but lower her head again, the seriousness she had just mustered instantly deflated.

Fang Cheng looked up at the distance.

The bus stop in the rain seemed to be shrouded in gray mist, somewhat dim and unclear.

So, he changed to a solemn tone and continued:

"Xiumei, if you need any help in the future, just come to me. We are friends who grew up together."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiumei's cheeks flushed instantly, and she inexplicably became nervous again.

She lowered her eyelids, not daring to look at the familiar man beside her.

The rain fell like silk, wetting her sleeves and shoulders.

Suddenly, there was a feeling that this road seemed too long, and yet too short.

… … … … … … … … … … … …

Global Elite Fighting Club.

Lunch break, locker room.

It was raining coldly outside the window, and the air conditioner inside the room was turned up to the highest temperature.

The air was mixed with the smell of smoke, sweat, lunch boxes, and the noisy cheering of card games.

In this noisy environment, only one thin figure seemed out of place.

He stood alone in the corner, leaning against the wall, doing squat exercises.

His abdomen was tightened, his back was straight, and his head was slightly raised.

Each squatting and standing motion seemed to inject more strength and confidence, appearing exceptionally stable and rhythmic.

On the left side of the locker room, a group of people gathered together to play cards, occasionally bursting into loud shouts and cheers.

"Damn, are you cheating? How many rounds have you won in a row?"

"Haha, just good luck, give me the money, give me the money!"

Chen Xiaohai, who had just completed a "clean sweep", smiled so wide that his eyes narrowed.

While counting the money, he glanced over and saw the out-of-place figure still practicing squats.

His smile couldn't help but slightly restrained, and then he said:

"Look, Fang Cheng works out hard every day, wanting to hook up with a rich woman for a lifetime of ease. This is the pursuit of a winner in life!"

The others burst into laughter upon hearing this, and immediately began to tease him as well.

"The young people are still smart!"

"Squats are good! Women can't stand men doing squats, and men can't stand women doing squats!"

"No wonder a law student didn't become a lawyer, but came to work here. It seems he had ulterior motives early on…"

These jokes may have been unintentional to the speakers, but intentional to the listener.

You should know that the club has clear regulations.

Staff members are not allowed to contact students privately, especially harassing female students is strictly prohibited.

Fang Cheng didn't say anything, nor did he intend to defend himself.

His eyes were calm, and he kept his head up.

He still went his own way, repeating the actions of bending his knees and squatting down, and straightening up.

Seeing that he didn't respond at all, Chen Xiaohai chuckled dryly, looking slightly bored.

His expression seemed nonchalant, but his mind was constantly churning, to the point that he was distracted and played the wrong card when playing cards, losing a round.

Qiu, the director of the logistics department, was over fifty years old and nearing retirement age.

The manager intends to promote one person to be his deputy, to take over the department management work in the future.

Chen Xiaohai prides himself on his long seniority, good performance, and good relationships with his superiors and subordinates.

He is obviously determined to get the promotion and salary increase, and feels that no one can compete with him.

But a few days ago, after accidentally hearing a conversation between Fang Cheng and Old Qiu, he immediately became wary.

Fang Cheng applied to the supervisor to change positions, saying that he wanted to train under other coaches to gain work experience.

This obviously exposed some kind of ambition!

Although Fang Cheng is an intern.

But nowadays, it is not easy for college graduates to find jobs, and they may choose to stay.

With his education, coupled with his recent excellent performance, he has been praised by the manager many times.

This inevitably made Chen Xiaohai feel a sense of crisis, so he deliberately slandered his competitor.

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Not to mention what the colleagues are thinking.

Regarding the petty profits and insignificant fame in the workplace, Fang Cheng might have been brooding about it before, but now he has let it go and become more open-minded.

The victory or defeat in life does not lie in the unimportant things in the journey, but should focus on the scenery in the distance.

At this moment, he just maintains his focus, immersed in the satisfaction brought by exercise.

[You have completed 10 standard squats, skill experience + 1]

[You have completed 10 standard squats, skill experience + 1]

[You have completed 11 standard squats, skill experience + 1]

Three prompts appeared one after another in front of his eyes.

Fang Cheng's eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

It seems that the squat skill is also gradually entering a bottleneck period, and it is time to increase the difficulty.

With this thought in mind, he then chose to put his feet together and slowly do the action of bending his knees and squatting down.

At the same time, he stretched his arms forward to maintain balance.

Until his thighs and calves were close together, his muscles were tight, and he could no longer squat lower.

This action is called a narrow-stance squat, which is an advanced version of the standard squat.

Compared to the standard posture, it puts more pressure on the knee joint and requires a stronger sense of body balance.

But it can also more effectively exercise the quadriceps on the front of the thighs, activate the core muscles of the buttocks, and maintain knee stability.

If you continue to increase the difficulty, there are single-leg half squats, single-leg squats, frog jump squats, tornado squats, etc.

Even gradually adding barbells and other weights.

Fang Cheng slowly straightened up, deliberately reducing the speed of the movement.

While adjusting and correcting his posture, he silently counted the number of times, trying to reach the standard level.

When he counted to "9", a brand new prompt finally appeared.

[You have completed 7 narrow-stance squats, skill experience + 1]

"The effect is not bad!"

A hint of joy appeared on Fang Cheng's face.

At this time, the locker room door was suddenly pushed open, and the sound of card games and conversations inside stopped immediately.

A middle-aged man with balding hair stood outside the door, waved and shouted:

"Acheng, come with me, the manager is looking for you!"

It was Qiu, the director of the logistics department.

Hearing the shout, Fang Cheng's pupils flashed, and he instantly exited his focused state.

He glanced at the skill experience growth.

[Focus lv1 (81/250)]

[Squat lv0 (65/100)]

Then, he stood up unhurriedly, raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat from his forehead, and strode towards the outside.

Watching the backs of the two, the others in the locker room couldn't help but feel curious and discussed.

"Why is the manager looking for Fang Cheng?"

"To give him a raise, didn't you see that the boxing department has the most students, and the performance is rising rapidly? Even Hai-ge's karate department can't compare!"

"Perhaps, Manager Li hopes that Fang Cheng can stay as a formal employee, and is giving out conditions to win him over…"

Everyone's words revealed envy and jealousy.

Only Chen Xiaohai's face was full of tension, almost shouting out: "I don't agree!"