I'm a senior in high school, and the Emperor Development System has arrived!

Chapter 118 Did Tang Sanzang have any feelings for her? The White Dragon Horse knew.
The Second Middle School Track and Field Stadium.

The night is slightly cooler.

After finishing their sauerkraut fish, Chen Zhou and Jiang Xia jogged to the track and field.

I saw Coach Zhang Jilong, who was already waiting by the starting line, and the unfamiliar yet tall figure beside him.

Chen Zhou quickened his pace and called out apologetically:

"Sorry, Coach, have you been waiting long?"

Coach Zhang Jilong, wearing his signature dark blue tracksuit, waved and spoke with a habitually tolerant tone:

"It's okay. Just be more careful next time you train and don't be late again. You have a day off tomorrow. I'm going back to Beijing. We'll start formal training again when you start school."

He gestured to the girl standing next to him and introduced her:
"Chen Zhou, you should have some impression of this person?"

Chen Zhou's gaze fell on the girl.

The intense white light of the searchlight outlined her clear and smooth contours, as if she were coated with a layer of cold white glaze.

She wore a neat high ponytail, and a few stray hairs were gently lifted by the evening breeze, making her neck appear even longer.

Beneath his simple sportswear lies a well-proportioned and powerful physique, clearly the result of long-term training, and his performance must be excellent.

Chen Zhou smiled and said:
"I remember, I saw him on the train."

Zhang Jilong shook his head and smiled:

"You two will see each other often in the future."

Chen Zhou looked at Cheng Yanqiu with a puzzled expression.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yanqiu smiled, her bright eyes curving into crescents, conveying a sense of natural familiarity.

"Hey there, junior! Let's get to know each other again. I also graduated from No. 2 Middle School!"

"what?"

Chen Zhou was somewhat surprised, but then he realized:
"Then should I call her 'senior'?"

"That's right!"

Cheng Yanqiu nodded, her ponytail swaying gently with the movement:
"I graduated in 2022 and am a senior this year. I was originally planning to do an internship at No. 1 Middle School with Teacher Zhang."

As she spoke, she shrugged, a playful glint in her eyes:

"Well... thanks to you, I'm going back to my alma mater for a second time!"

Cheng Yanqiu spread his hands, a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Chen Zhou felt a little embarrassed by her gaze and raised his hand to scratch the back of his head:

"Coming to No. 2 Middle School for an internship? Should I start calling you Teacher Cheng now?"

"No, no, no!"

Cheng Yanqiu quickly waved his hand, his smile hearty:

"That's too formal! You call Teacher Zhang 'Coach,' and I'll call Teacher Zhang 'Teacher.' We're like fellow disciples, family members, no need for formalities!"

Chen Zhou readily agreed and smiled shyly.
"It's still easier to call her Senior Sister."

Zhang Jilong, watching the two struggling with their forms of address, couldn't help but laugh out loud:
"Alright, alright, call me whatever you want, it's just a code name! Let's get down to business."

He turned to Chen Zhou, his expression becoming more serious:

"The main reason I invited your senior sister here this time is because I sometimes have to go to other places to lead the team to competitions or attend meetings, so I can't stay at Guangya all the time. During this period, your training will be fully managed by Cheng Yanqiu."

He pointed at Cheng Yanqiu:
"Don't let her young age fool you, she's quite skilled in sprinting, but she chose sports rehabilitation as her major in college."

Cheng Yanqiu smiled modestly, her ponytail swinging in a confident arc:

"Teacher Zhang, please don't flatter me too much. I'm just a minor first-level athlete. In a place like Beijing Sport University where all the top athletes gather, I can't even get into the sports meet. I can only be a cheerleader."

Her tone was relaxed, with a hint of self-deprecation.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhou showed a surprised expression:

"Level one? That's already pretty impressive!"

Cheng Yanqiu waved his hand and sighed:

"There are always people better than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. At Beijing Sport University, being a first-class student is really just the entry ticket."

Thinking back to the videos he had seen before, Chen Zhou realized that it was indeed true.

As expected, the battlefield of geniuses is one that ordinary people cannot set foot on.

Zhang Jilong added:

"Your senior sister may not be able to give you top-notch guidance in specialized training, but she is a professional in sports rehabilitation."

"You can consult her anytime for advice on post-training relaxation, maintenance of the waist and leg joints, and even prevention and treatment of minor injuries and pains."

He looked at Cheng Yanqiu:

"Xiao Cheng, from now on, Chen Zhou's 'after-sales service' will be in your hands."

Cheng Yanqiu immediately understood, making a "leave it to me" gesture to Chen Zhou with a sly smile:
"Don't worry, junior brother! I can't guarantee anything else, but from now on, I'll be exclusively in charge of your fascia knife massages! I guarantee you'll feel like you're in heaven... cough cough, I mean, feeling refreshed!"

Chen Zhou tilted his head, looking completely bewildered:
"A fascia knife? What's that?"

He had never encountered this new thing before.

However, this question was quickly and profoundly answered after the training ended.

The training schedule for that evening was set by Zhang Jilong:

Jog 800 meters, followed by 15 minutes of dynamic stretching (high knees, side lunges, hip kicks, etc.).

Weighted squats: 5 sets of 8-10 reps each, using 50%-60% of your maximum weight.

Depth jump training: 5 sets, 6-8 repetitions per set, box height 50-70 cm.

Medicine ball throwing: Seated chest throw of medicine ball, 5 sets, 8-10 repetitions per set.

Relaxation: Static stretching of all muscles for 20 minutes, with a focus on stretching the legs and waist.

After a series of high-intensity punches, Chen Zhou felt like a completely drained salted fish, slumped on the cold plastic track, panting heavily.

The sweat-soaked sportswear clung tightly to my back, wet and sticky.

My legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and every breath pulled at my aching muscle fibers.

"No... I really can't take it anymore..."

He felt like his soul was about to float out of his mouth.

Cheng Yanqiu produced a silver fascia knife as if by magic, patted the yoga mat spread out beside the track, and flicked her ponytail with a clean flick of her wrist:
"Come on, junior brother, lie down. Time to enjoy yourself!"

Chen Zhou lay down suspiciously, but before he could adjust his position, a cool, minty gel suddenly splattered onto his back thigh!

The sudden, bone-chilling cold made him shudder, almost causing him to spring into the air!

"Relax."

Cheng Yanqiu's voice came from above, and he placed his hands on the back of Cheng Yanqiu's legs, spreading the gel evenly.

"Your muscles are as tense as rocks. If you keep training like this, you'll strain them sooner or later. You'll have to come to me to relax your muscles after every workout from now on."

"Okay, thank you, senior sister!"

Gel, beautiful women, massage...

Several keywords popped into his mind, and Chen Zhou silently stuck out his butt.

Just like back then, only the White Dragon Horse knew whether Tang Sanzang was moved by love in the Women's Kingdom.

Whether Chen Zhou is tempted or not, only the mat knows.

But just as he was lost in thought, Cheng Yanqiu knelt behind him, took out a fascia knife, and smiled slightly:
"Junior brother, I'm coming in!"

"Senior sister, you're from Guangxi... no!!"

Chen Zhou was about to complain when he heard the voice, but before he could finish speaking, the blade touched his skin and he groaned in pain.

The feeling was like a dull knife scraping across sore muscles, each stroke precisely targeting the tightest nodules.

Cheng Yanqiu flicked his wrist, the blade tracing the lines of his back, then a slight, "gentle" smile played on his lips as he asked:

"Junior brother, does it hurt? If it does, you should tell me~"

Chen Zhou clenched his teeth, his face flushed red, and the veins on his forehead throbbed as he squeezed out a few words:

"No...it doesn't hurt!"

"Absolutely no pain!!"

In front of the beautiful senior sister, no matter how much pain you feel, you must pretend to be indifferent.

"Oh? It doesn't hurt?" Upon hearing this, Cheng Yanqiu increased the pressure, muttering to himself:
"But if it doesn't hurt, it won't be effective, right? If it's not effective, Junior Brother won't be able to relax. What should we do?"

Chen Zhou couldn't help but scream in agony and quickly surrendered:

"Ouch—Ouch!!! It hurts! It hurts! Senior sister, have mercy! Be gentle! Be gentle!!!"

Cheng Yanqiu then loosened his grip and revealed a beautiful smile.

Teasing a naive high school boy is so much fun.

After a while, she put away the fascia knife, shook her numb wrist, and said:

"Okay, that's all for today. Since you're new to systematic training, your body's reaction will be quite strong. Lactic acid buildup and minor muscle damage are normal. Remember to apply hot towels to your hamstrings and arms when you get back to promote blood circulation."

Chen Zhou, supporting his aching back which seemed to have been hollowed out, shakily climbed up from the mat, looking like a sage with no desires or wants.

Cheng Yanqiu covered her mouth and chuckled softly:

"Junior brother, you're already not good enough? Teacher Zhang is really hoping you'll become one of his track and field stars."

"It can't be done, it can't be done."

Chen Zhou waved his hand, finally understanding that profound saying:

Men: From addiction to fear.

Women: From fear to addiction.

A woman in her thirties can still suck up dirt while sitting still, and my senior sister in her twenties is no less impressive.

Chen Zhou felt that his muscular physique had been brutally crushed for the first time.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

He changed his clothes, covered his bottom, and hopped and skipped towards the classroom.

If we can't afford to mess with them, can't we at least avoid them?
When I got back to class, it was just after the first evening self-study session.

Li Bin was shocked to see Chen Zhou like this:
"It's not elbow, did you go to training or did someone sneak up on you? No wonder you didn't answer when asked where you made your fortune, you just covered your butt and laughed."

Upon seeing this, Stephen Chow couldn't help but cover his eyes, and his poetic inspiration surged:

"Sighing and lamenting... Chrysanthemums lie scattered on the ground, withered and faded, who is there now to pick them..."

Only Bai Qianqian turned her head and said with serious concern:

"Are you...are you okay?"

Chen Zhou staggered to his seat, let out a long sigh, then ignored the two clowns and smiled at Bai Qianqian:
"It's nothing, I just trained a bit too hard and my muscles are sore."

The two men beside him, seeing that their witty remarks had failed to attract Chen Zhou's attention, couldn't help but say angrily:
"Forgetting the truth!"

"Praise for sex over friends!"

"Lustful and disloyal!"

"Bewitched by lust, abandoning righteousness!"

"..."

Under the verbal attack from the two, Bai Qianqian quickly blushed and lowered her head like a quail.

Chen Zhou said helplessly:

"No way, are you two playing this idiom chain game to prepare for graduate school?"

Li Bin chuckled:

"Elbow, oh elbow, now you finally understand our fighting power, right?"

Stephen Chow's eyes were disdainful:
"Knowing this day would come, we had already memorized the relevant vocabulary list."

Chen Zhou gave a thumbs up:
You guys are the sweetest of the sweet!

Li Bin continued humming:
"Let me tell you, Elbow, it's not that I don't want to learn, it's that I'm learning slowly and in an orderly manner, letting those who know how to learn first. Only by having those who learn first can we drive those who learn later to achieve learning for all."

Chen Zhou sweats over soybeans:

"I wouldn't dare listen to you say that."

As the group joked and teased each other, the break time flew by.

Chen Zhou quickly looked at the homework area on the blackboard; there were four homework assignments today.

The math problems don't need to be solved; Lin Xiaomeng will do them for her.

Then there are still three subjects: English, Politics, and Geography.

Write the political geography section yourself; forget about the English.

Chen Zhou poked Bai Qianqian's high ponytail, and whispered after she turned around:

"Let me copy your English."

Bai Qianqian hesitated for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Chen Zhou couldn't help but throw out the "Seeing Through Everything" skill:
[Bai Qianqian: Although I really want to give it to him, is it really appropriate...?]

Chen Zhou withdrew his gaze, smiled, and said:
"Please, please, I just can't finish writing!"

Seeing that he was also helpless, Bai Qianqian pursed her lips and pulled out her English workbook:

"Here...here!"

Chen Zhou quickly accepted it and said with a smile:
Thank you!

After saying that, he immediately started copying.

That despicable Jiang Yuyan!

Why are you assigning so much homework?!
It's impossible to copy it all!
At this moment, Chen Zhou has transformed into:
Mona – Unable to copy – Wants to self-sacrifice!
After finally finishing copying the English assignments, I also finished my assignments for Politics and Geography.

Chen Zhou was just about to take a break when he checked the time.

Well, there are still two minutes until school ends.

He smiled helplessly.

This kind of training and learning pace is really asking for trouble.

If it were an average student, they really wouldn't be able to keep up.

Just as the school bell rang, Chen Zhou picked up his schoolbag, said goodbye to his classmates, and went to the stairwell to wait for Jiang Xia.

Not long after, Jiang Xia and Qin Xiao walked down side by side.

Upon seeing Chen Zhou, Jiang Xia's expression turned resentful, while Qin Xiao, with an air of detached amusement, approached Chen Zhou and asked curiously:
"I heard...you two are holding hands?"

Chen Zhou, hands in his pockets, leaned against the railing, squinted his eyes, and smiled:
"You heard about this already? News travels faster than 5G!"

He deliberately dragged out his words, secretly glancing at Jiang Xia out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Xia's cheeks were flushed, and she lowered her head, twisting the hem of her school uniform, looking like she wanted to speak but was too shy to do so.

Qin Xiao smiled so hard her eyes narrowed into slits, and reached out to push Jiang Xia:

"Chen Zhou has already confessed and received leniency, Jiang Xia, are you still going to resist and face severe punishment?"

Jiang Xia stamped his foot in frustration and reached out to cover Qin Xiao's mouth:
"Xiaoxiao! Don't talk nonsense!"

The two were making a scene, attracting the attention of students passing by in the stairwell.

It's great to see women fighting!
Seeing this, Chen Zhou cleared his throat and said:
"The grade head is here!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia and Qin Xiao separated instantly like startled rabbits, stood up straight, and even seriously straightened their school uniforms.

Chen Zhou looked at the two of them tense, and his shoulders trembled as he tried to suppress his laughter:

"I'm just kidding, there's no such thing as a grade head."

After Jiang Xia realized what was happening, she angrily punched Chen Zhou:
"So you dare to play us for a fool!"

Chen Zhou routinely raises both hands:

"Alright, alright, let's go back now."

Jiang Xia snorted and waved at Qin Xiao:

"Xiaoxiao, see you tomorrow!"

Qin Xiao tossed her ponytail and raised her hand, saying:

"See you tomorrow, you ungrateful little Jiang Xia!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xia blushed again and angrily punched Chen Zhou with a hammer.

　Today I took my wife to the city hospital. We drove on the highway morning and evening, and it was a busy day. My head is spinning tonight, so I only wrote 4 words. Please forgive me!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)