Reborn on Top of Football

"You mean, you have run under 9.5 four or five times in Shenyang? Then how many times have you counted?" Xu Qinglian sat at the table with a pen and paper.

"About twenty times a day..." Wang Ai held the teacup: "A total of more than 1,000 times?"

"That's less than 1%, so it's really worth summarizing." The little beauty leaned on the sofa with one leg crossed: "But whether closed training works, information shielding works, and the once-a-week cycle works? Did LLENN's final impromptu work?"

Leoni on the opposite side shook the wine glass in her hand: "What do you think?"

The little beauty shook her head: "It's not that the two of you have an academic background. I went to work before graduating from university. If I hadn't heard so much from you, I wouldn't be able to remember these four items, let alone analyze their weight. gone."

Xu Qinglian tapped on the pen while thinking: "My on-the-spot stimulation is not very effective, it is equivalent to wiping the lion's ass, the key is the front."

Wang Ai, who was leaning against the window drinking water, turned to the lion, and the lion blushed. She didn't tell Wang Ai that she was crying nervously, which didn't match her personality. But Xu Qinglian did manage to smooth out the trouble she caused, so at this moment she could only pretend not to listen, and didn't dare to argue with Xu Qinglian about the term "wiping her ass".

"Blocking information is equivalent to the evolution of personal training. Without personal training, you can't block information, so these two are essentially one." Xu Qinglian didn't pay attention to the subtle emotions of the lion, and continued to analyze on her own: "Then it is The high-intensity self-blocking forcibly directs physical strength and energy in one direction, and then strengthens the physiological cycle from the football shape, which is equivalent to operating the long and short lines together, reconciling to a unified breaking point."

"If you want to talk about the long-term, usually his training is the long-term, right?" Lion found an opportunity to interject, thinking to quickly make the damned man forget about "wiping his ass", but he didn't dare to say more.

"Well, it must be the foundation in normal times. I think he has more than ten hours of high-intensity training that day. I think he can enjoy long-distance running, not to mention sprinting." Xu Qinglian bowed her head and began to write.

The little beauty turned her head and took the gold medal from the back of the sofa and played with it: "If it wasn't for the lack of time, why is there only 100 meters? Isn't 200 meters not enough? Isn't 400 meters not enough? What aerobic and anaerobic? Is it just running? The distance of a marathon a day is not the way to run a marathon, I think it should be able to be practiced.”

Leonie's eyes flickered: "You really admire him."

"You don't worship?" The little beauty retorted: "You don't worship, you were scared to tears."

After hearing this, Leoni froze in her heart: It's over, this time I can't escape no matter what!

But under the white skin of the lion is not only the soul of a Chinese, but also the temperament of a Northeast girl. Seeing that she couldn't hide it, she simply recognized it. she joked.

Under the gaze of the little beauty, the lion put down his wine glass, Shi Shiran stood up and walked in front of the smiling Wang Ai, suddenly squatted down quickly, stretched out his hands, lowered his head, and leaned against Wang Ai's lap sideways : "I was terrified that you didn't jump out of the expected result in the long jump, and I knew I made a mistake. I shouldn't mention Lao Ding and them before the competition. Their emotions are too heavy, and they are only suitable for low-level emotions, not suitable for turning up at any time. "

Leoni, who was lying on Wang Ai's lap, was muttering to herself, and her voice echoed in the room. As she spoke, she recalled the despair at that time.

Wang Ai looked down at Leoni who was kneeling on the carpet because of the discomfort of squatting, and said helplessly: "I said, it's up to you, can you stop getting my pants wet?"

Leonie smiled through tears, raised her head and bit her lip: "Then wetter."

"Don't." Wang Ai pressed Leoni's hand touching the belt, and lifted up her messy hair on the sideburns: "My training method is new, and there is always a process of trial and error. Even if you are good today, in the future It’s also my fault, in the final analysis, it’s because I participated in too few track and field competitions and wanted to achieve results, so I pushed all aspects so tight, don’t blame yourself.”

"I don't blame myself anymore!" Leoni wanted to make a move.

This time Wang Ai took her hand, bent down and held her face: "Lion, if I usually like to play with you like this. But not now, now you take it seriously."

The lion gritted his teeth, shook off Wang Ai's hand and stood up: "Don't pull it down! It won't be a good thing next time."

Wang Ai looked left and right, and said with a smile: "It's okay, they have been idle for a long time."

Leonie stared at Wang Ai angrily for a while, then suddenly rushed forward, and the two bit for a long time.

The little beauty couldn't sit still, she had been a vegetarian for two months, but Xu Qinglian just glanced back without showing any expression, and continued to ponder over the thesis, she didn't know where she got this energy from.

The battle over there is getting better and better. Although Leoni can improve her life once a week, but because of the existence of the law, today is a good day, so she is three points hungrier than the little beauty. Just as she was about to get to the point, Xu Qinglian interjected, "Don't be in a hurry, let's improve the thesis together while the feeling is still fresh, and focus on writing down the changes in each stage of psychology, so as not to need it in the future."

The little beauty walked over: "I thought you wanted to publish it?"

"What are you publishing? I'm not a sports major. No matter how many papers I write, I can't compare to the beauty of this beautiful day."

"Yeah? Economists are different, they look down on papers." The little beauty walked up to the big beauty jokingly, and raised her head after a while: "Why didn't you write it? It's the outline?"

"The outline is enough." The big beauty stood up and didn't forget to touch the little beauty's face, ignoring the little beauty's white eyes and stretching her waist vigorously: "Let the man fill in the specific text by himself. and a heart."

Speaking of this, the big beauty looked at Wang Ai: "Tell me, how do you want me to die tonight?"

Wang Ai's grinning face suddenly became serious: "Don't play psychology with me. Do you think that retreating as an advance and lying flat and letting ridicule can make me feel pity or lose interest? Tell you, I have seen through your These tricks have seen your essence!"

"Yes." Xu Qinglian lifted the hem of her clothes, shining a white light: "After playing for almost ten years, it's already boring, right?"

Wang Ai squinted his eyes and thought about it, but nodded: "Yes, according to the frequency of use and the degree of wear and tear..."

Wang Ai put down Leoni, who was watching the excitement in his arms, and strode over...passed by the big beauty and picked up the little beauty: "It's better to use a new one!"

The little beauty who was suddenly attacked knowingly lost control of her body, she was still subconsciously ironic: "Let go of me, you five-handed!"