The next day, feeling refreshed.
Blinking his eyes, Lu Zheng changed into his inner garments, traveled back to ancient times, and drank a bowl of millet porridge prepared by Aunt Liu to sober up.
With a bit more spirit, he returned to the modern day to start studying the Cold Condensation Curse.
But he hadnât studied for long before his phone rang; Lu Zheng picked it up to see it was a call from Lin Wan.
"Hello, Lin Wan."
"Lu Zheng, have you sobered up?"
"Iâm sober now. Wuliangye, good stuff, but it doesnât linger till the next day."
"Hehe, how much did Wuliangye pay you? Iâll double it for Luzhou Laojiao!"
"Why not Maotai?"
"Because you donât need to advertise when drinking Maotai," Lin Wan laughed, "Did you have breakfast yet?"
"Not yet," Lu Zheng had a flash of insight.
"Come join me for breakfast, then Iâll take you to the martial arts gym."
"Okay."
Lu Zheng sighed. Lin Wan was a cop, very logical and keen-sighted.
In fact, he wanted to keep his distance from Lin Wan, but she was proactive, and his own mouth and legs were betraying him!
...
At the subway entrance, Lu Zheng saw Lin Wan waiting for him.
She wore a fitted short-sleeved top and three-quarter jeans, tall with long legs, her skin had a healthy wheat-colored glow, and her return rate of glances was astonishing.
"Lu Zheng!"
The moment Lin Wan saw Lu Zheng, the ice melted, and along with the ice, a few nearby young menâs hearts shattered.
"When did you arrive?"
Taking off her sunglasses, Lin Wan replied, "Not long ago, letâs go have a bowl of porridge to sober up, Captain Li really poured a lot on you last night. Are you really not feeling bad?"
"Iâm really fine," Lu Zheng laughed.
"Thatâs good."
The two found a porridge shop, ordered two bowls of porridge and a basket of buns, ate their fill, and then took a taxi to their destination, arriving just over nine oâclock.
Proud Heaven Martial Arts Fitness Club.
"What kind of silly name is this?" Lu Zheng couldnât help but complain.
"But itâs easy to remember, isnât it?"
Lu Zheng could only nod, "Makes sense!"
"Though everyone here knows each other, we never talk about work, and they donât know my profession."
"Got it!"
The two went upstairs and walked through the entrance.
Despite the clubâs somewhat pretentious name, it occupied the entire third floor of this commercial building; the decor was simple, and all functional areas were complete.
"Sister Lin!"
"Sister Wanwan!"
Greetings were nonstop as they walked.
"A celebrity, huh!" Lu Zheng exclaimed.
"Iâve been here for two years, so I know everyone pretty well." Lin Wan casually greeted people and led Lu Zheng to the front desk.
"Xiaolu, make a secondary card and bind it to mine."
"Eh?" Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, looking closely at Lu Zheng.
Lin Wan was a regular customer at the club but never introduced anyone before. Today was the first time she brought someone over, and itâs for binding a secondary card?
Itâs important to know that when a secondary card is binding, all secondary card expenses are deducted from the main card, meaning all of Lu Zhengâs spending at the club would be on Lin Wanâs tab.
"Sister Wanwan, is this your brother?"
"No, a friend."
Xiaolu had a peculiar look but spoke without revealing anything, "Sis, the club is having a promotion; there are discounts for new cards."
"No need."
"Not taking advantage of a discount, arenât you being... uh, how do we register the card?"
Lin Wan turned around, her gaze intense, "You want to charge me tuition?"
Lu Zheng stiffened, shut up, and stepped back.
"Just make the secondary card," Lin Wan said, "Also, get him a set of training clothes, toiletries, and an open-finger glove with protective gear."
"What brand for the training clothes?"
"Li-Ning."
Paid, provided ID and phone number, got the card, received equipment.
When Lin Wan guided Lu Zheng to the changing room, the news that the clubâs goddess was making a secondary card for a pretty boy had already spread around the club.
...
In a small chat group:
"What the heck?"
"Where did this pretty boy come from, eating soft rice under Goddess Linâs roof?"
"I saw him, fresh meat!"
"Marketing to her taste, also shows he loves martial arts?"
"Ha, wouldnât he cry from exhaustion while working out?"
"I wonder if heâd dare to step into the ring?"
"Even if you lend him some guts! But surely, he wonât just spar with Lin Wan, right?"
"What the heck?"
"Such vivid imagery, canât bear to look; I must rescue Wanwan and tell him pretty boys are unreliable!"
"Heard the manager is on his way here!"
"Oh!"
"No way, using a cannon to kill a mosquito?"
"Heh, you donât understand the managerâs ambitions yet, do you?"
"Ha, I admit the managerâs skills, but I also respect Lin Wanâs taste."
"I screenshotted it."
"Dare you!"
...
In another small group:
"Sister Wanwan brought a very handsome guy and made a secondary card for him."
"How handsome? Show us!"
"Wow, who could captivate Lin Wan? I thought she was destined to be single."
"@Lin Wan, tell us, whatâs going on?"
"Met through script murder, heâs skilled; I brought him over."
"Ha, words donât match actions, then why make a secondary card?"
"Because heâs skilled, and making the card is like him teaching me boxing for tuition."
"Nonsense! Could he be more skilled than the manager? Even if he taught you for free, you wouldnât learn."
"Ahem, whatever we talk about, but can we not mention the manager?"
"Come on, all these young ones; havenât you noticed how many people in the fitness area came because of the manager?"
"Sure, I donât need a husband, no need to follow the manager."
"Going off-topic, letâs talk about Lin Wan!"
"By the way, Sister Wanwan, whatâs this guyâs name? How âskilledâ is he?"
"Donât put âskilledâ in quotes!"
"Sister Wan, is he really just a friend? Then I might try my luck, okay?"
Lin Wan ignored the above sentence, then pondered the following girlâs figure and appearance, compared it to herself, tapped her fingers, and replied with two words, "Go ahead."
...
The so-called training outfit was two sets of sleeveless vests and shorts for interchangeable wear.
Lu Zheng changed clothes and came out, feeling many people discreetly glancing at him.
Whatâs going on?
"Here you are!"
After changing clothes, Lu Zhengâs streamlined figure and muscular arms were undeniable.
Lin Wanâs eyes brightened, and she walked up.
At this moment, Lin Wan had also changed into her outfit, a tight vest on top and elastic pants below, outlining an exquisite curve.
Her loose hair was tied into a high ponytail at the back, swaying back and forth.
"So, how do you train?" Lu Zheng tried hard to focus on Lin Wanâs face, keeping his eyes straight.
"Want to warm up first?"
"Iâm okay with that."
"Hey!" A girl suddenly appeared next to Lu Zheng, patting his shoulder, "Youâre so unprofessional, is this your first time at the gym?"
"Yes, itâs my first time," Lu Zheng nodded, "Is there something special about gym workouts?"
Isnât it just messing with various equipment until you sweat, while also training muscles?
"Please, fitness is very professional; different equipment works different muscles, thereâs a sequence, training time, and it must match your physical condition. Do you think fitness is just randomly lifting weights?"
Lu Zheng seriously nodded, "Yes, thatâs exactly what I thought!"