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    In Chapter 18.

    ps: I¡¯m on the list tonight, and the next chapter is a climax that¡¯s been brewing for a week.

    Zhao Zhiyuan, who has always been used to getting up early, couldn't sleep until he woke up naturally on his first night at Zhejiang University. When it was dawn, Zhao Zhiyuan had already gotten up. He was suffering from slight hypoglycemia.  I hate the feeling of being woken up by others while sleeping, but Zhao Zhiyuan's biological clock that wakes up naturally every morning has not let Zhao Zhiyuan get around it.  After waking up, Zhao Zhiyuan still squinted his eyes to rest. When his mind was completely clear, he opened his eyes, dressed in an orderly manner, went to the bathroom, washed up, and walked downstairs.

    Zhao Zhiyuan trotted all the way to the playground for a run. Zhao Zhiyuan, who was used to morning exercises, came to the Zhejiang University playground and ran two laps in one breath without blushing or out of breath.  There was a precedent for a person walking from his hometown to the city center, but Zhao Zhiyuan didn't take these two trips seriously at all.  After running two laps and warming up, Zhao Zhiyuan walked to the center of the still-empty playground and started practicing Chen style Tai Chi.  Chen style Tai Chi, which is based on natural rationality, is the most suitable for self-cultivation. As a person who keeps a low profile and cultivates one's moral character, Mr. Zhao has forced Zhao Zhiyuan to do a set of Tai Chi every morning since he was seven years old.  Relax your whole body, feel as calm as still water, raise your hands and feet, and start practicing boxing.  Tai Chi emphasizes motionlessness, using softness to overcome hardness, using stillness to stop, and the softness defeating the strong is the best interpretation of Tai Chi.

    After a session of Tai Chi, Zhao Zhiyuan's body felt slightly warm. He sat down on the grass, took out a pack of loose flowers from his pocket, lit a stick in his mouth, and couldn't help but think of the time when Mr. Zhao forced him to practice Tai Chi when he was a child.  , the corner of his mouth gently outlined a knowing smile, without any evil intentions, but full of warmth.

    "With no force of intention, Tai Chi turns round and without cutting off. When you seize the opportunity to gain power, you can make the opponent's roots cut off. Each move must be carried out step by step, like the endless flow of the Yangtze River."

    Thinking of this old man saying the same thing at the beginning of Zhao Zhiyuan's boxing training, Zhao Zhiyuan always smiled knowingly and followed the old man's requirements to exert his best instinct as much as possible. Whenever a set of boxing skills was finished, Mr. Zhao  He would always bring Zhao Zhiyuan to the house to play a game of chess. Zhao Zhiyuan, who had never known anything about Go, was particularly outstanding in chess. He had been playing chess with the old man for several years. He didn't know anything else, but he also learned the word game.  Three points of essence.

    After smoking a cigarette and looking at the crowd that was gradually growing on the playground, Zhao Zhiyuan smiled softly, stood up and walked towards the school gate. The series of snack streets on the street were dazzling. Compared with the famous food, Zhao Zhiyuan preferred to eat in Zhaojia Village.  A comfortable life of yellow dough with pickles and a steamed bun.  Zhao Zhiyuan asked for a portion of eight-treasure porridge and meat buns that cost three yuan. The meat buns gradually cost one yuan for four and then cost one yuan each. Zhao Zhiyuan was very emotional about this society where prices are rising and wages are not rising. The steamed buns here are not bad at all.  Cheap, two for one dollar, which made Zhao Zhiyuan feel a little more balanced. He took a mouthful of eight-treasure porridge, took a bite of the bun, and muttered viciously: "When I have money someday, I will buy two bowls of eight-treasure porridge, six  If you eat a bowl of steamed buns worth 1 yuan, keep one bowl. Eat three steamed buns and leave three. All the leftovers will be given to the beggars who pick them up." Although it was just a temporary idea, it also proved that Zhao Zhiyuan's wallet was not full.  fact.  Not to mention whether Zhao Zhiyuan will come here to eat steamed buns again when he gets rich. Even if he becomes rich, he probably won't be able to do such a thing as he is never willing to waste a grain of rice.

    After Zhao Zhiyuan finished eating, he packed up a few portions and took them to the dormitory. Zhao Zhiyuan did not expect that the people in the dormitory would be grateful for this. Zhao Zhiyuan, who was fond of others' soft-spoken and short-handed people, was just comparing his feelings with others. After returning to the dormitory, few people woke up. Li Wenxue  Instead, he woke up early and sat on the bedside to read. A copy of "Economic Management" made Li Wenxue hungry. When he saw Zhao Zhiyuan coming back, he just smiled lightly and continued to study hard.  Zhao Zhiyuan put breakfast on the table, smiled at Li Wenxue, who was immersed in reading: "Old Li, come over for breakfast, don't be coy. If you are coy, my brothers will pour water on your bed tonight."

    Li Wenxue, who was a little nervous at first, could not continue to make gestures. He said thank you to Zhao Zhiyuan and came to the table and took a look at the breakfast brought by Zhao Zhiyuan.  There are Tianjin Goubuli steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and soy milk.  There are also spicy spicy soup and mung bean porridge.  Looking at the sumptuous breakfast, Li Wenxue smiled, looked at Zhao Zhiyuan and said, "It's so sumptuous, I'll take the trouble."

    Xu Ziheng and Yin Pingan, who were sleeping on the bed, also smelled the steamed buns and opened their eyes instantly. They didn't even bother to put on their clothes. They rushed up at the same time, opened the bag, took out the steamed buns and started to bite them. Yin Pingan said while eating:  "Li Wenxue, you little brat, did you want to secretly eat the breakfast brought by Zhiyuan, and you didn't know how to call us? You are really shameless."

    None of the people who were already familiar with him paid attention to Yin Ping'an's joke. Xu Ziheng didn't hesitate, picked up a fried dough stick and bit it. His other hand was not idle, he picked up the mung bean porridge and drank it.  Wait until a few people are full and pat their bellies comfortably., gave Zhao Zhiyuan a cigarette, and several people puffed away the smoke.  Yin Ping'an was the first to say: "Zhiyuan is still interested. My brothers haven't had breakfast for several years. They had this habit when they were children. Later, when they grew up, they were too lazy to eat it."

    Xu Ziheng and Li Wenxue both nodded in agreement. In this materialistic society where people's pace of life is constantly tightening, few people bother to have breakfast in the morning. The pressure of life has long forced people to sleep for a while.  I will definitely not sleep for 59 seconds every minute. Those who are not working sleep in, while those who are working are racing against time to clock in at the company.  In this age without faith, whether it is good or bad, someone can comment on it. At least, it is not his turn to comment on Zhao Zhiyuan.

    They all say that they are full of warmth and want to be lustful. After eating, several people expressed their expectations for the girls from Zhejiang University. They all said that since ancient times, beauties have appeared in the south of the Yangtze River. As a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, Hangzhou has the most indispensable thing is graceful and elegant.  Beautiful women, except for Zhao Zhiyuan and Li Wenxue, they all chose Zhejiang University with the mentality of looking at girls.  When Xu Ziheng and Watermelon Head Yin Ping'an pressed Li Wenxue with a sly smile, he replied innocently: "Except for girls, my mentality towards Zhejiang University is to study. As an institution second only to Tsinghua and Peking University, just for girls,  I¡¯m afraid my dad will whip me.¡±

    Several people were unconvinced about Li Wenxue's answer at the same time. Not everyone lives like them, like a young man who doesn't know what sorrow is and how much money he has for daily necessities.  Seeing that several people were silent at the same time, Li Wenxue looked at Zhao Zhiyuan with a playful Henan accent and said with a smile: "Zhiyuan, am I right?"

    Several people looked at each other and smiled, looking at Li Wenxue in tacit understanding and said in unison: "Chinese."

    Zhao Zhiyuan scratched the back of his head in frustration at what he said, and responded timidly: "Your Henan dialect is not standard, so I have to say it."

    Hearing Zhao Zhiyuan¡¯s full Henan accent for the word ¡°ÖС±, several people laughed loudly at the same time.  In one sentence, the relationship between several people was brought to the most harmonious level. It must be said that this is also Zhao Zhiyuan's way of managing people.
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