Lu Mingfei: Don't call me a loser, call me a hero.

Lu Mingfei originally planned to go up to the rooftop to enjoy the night view and calm his unpleasant mood.

But a message from Chen Wenwen brought him back to his senses, and he was filled with anticipation for tomorrow again.

"Okay, it will definitely be delivered on time tomorrow!"

After replying to the message, Lu Mingfei browsed through the class group chat and the literature club group chat.

The two groups have been discussing the same topic for the past few days: Chu Zihang's birthday party.

They were either discussing who would be attending, what interactive activities would be included in the party, or just how big the Chu family mansion was…

The literary society's group chat is usually quite lively, but today it was unusually quiet.

I wonder if it's because the president is going to attend the birthday party of the top-ranked villain in full dress and has been preparing for it for a long time.

For example, Zhao Menghua, the vice president of the literary society, has not spoken for two days.

Most of the boys in the literary society were interested in Chen Wenwen, and Zhao Menghua was no exception. Moreover, he was the number two on the list of those to be punished, so it was impossible for him to have any affection for Chu Zihang, the number one on the list.

The thought of Zhao Menghua waiting at home, gritting his teeth, while he could attend the party with Chen Wenwen made Lu Mingfei's lips curl into a smile.

My heart felt warm, like a mouse that had stolen oil or a bear that had stolen honey; I couldn't hide my smugness.

However, he quickly remembered that there was someone he had apologized to today.

He opened the list of members of the literary community, found the name with a bunch of irises as the profile picture, and was about to tag Su Xiaoqiang, but then felt it was inappropriate.

With so many people in the group watching, if he apologizes in public, he'll be suspected of betraying his allies.

Furthermore, the fact that the little fairy was stood up by him will be made public, which will only increase her anger.

Forget it, let's chat privately. I'll be honest and explain that I didn't do it on purpose today.

He clicked "add friend" and the verification message read, "I'm really sorry about what happened today. I'll tell you that secret in person when I get to school."

I sent it, waited for a while, but it didn't go through.

He sent it again.

It still didn't pass.

Inside a luxury mansion by the sea, Su Xiaoqiang waited all day for Lu Mingfei's apology, but now that she saw his friend request, she snorted coldly and flipped her phone face down on the bedside table.

"You'd better wait until you go to school. I'll make sure you're crawling on the floor and won't know what integrity is until I kick you to the ground."

After waiting a long time without receiving a friend request, Lu Mingfei had no choice but to take a shower and go to bed, preparing himself to be in top form for Chu Zihang's birthday party the next day.

The night passed without words or dreams.

I probably got scolded by my aunt for getting up too late yesterday, so I got up at seven o'clock today.

The plan for a year is in spring, and the plan for a day is in the morning.

He missed spring, so let him seize the first morning of summer.

Lu Mingfei realized he still had a daily task to complete: "Persist in training for two hours" that he hadn't finished yet. What should he train for?

Go for a run; he's always been good at long-distance running.

Last autumn, he even represented his class in the 5,000-meter race at the sports meet.

No one forced him. He heard that Chen Wenwen had signed up for the 5,000-meter race, and, being confident in his strength, wanted to show off in front of her, so he signed up as well.

As it turns out, Chen Wenwen, who looks frail, actually participated in the track and field team when she was a child, and even won second place in the women's group when there were students with sports specialties participating.

As for Lu Mingfei... he almost didn't finish the race.

The reason was that he was knocked down and broke his knee when he started running, so he had to drag his injured leg along.

But facts speak louder than words; last place is last place.

At first, I could barely keep up, but later the pain became unbearable, so I could only dawdle along, half walking and half running.

As a result, everyone else had finished running, and the awards ceremony was over, but he was still one lap short.

At that moment, he was the only one still running on the track; all the other runners had left with the spectators.

If Chen Wenwen hadn't run across the entire track and field towards him, Lu Mingfei probably would have given up the competition long ago and disappeared into the crowd.

He still remembers Chen Wenwen standing by his side, shouting, "Come on, come on! No one in our literary society can fall behind!" Her sweat was like a medal, and her smile was as bright as the warm sun.

After reminiscing, he ate two loaves of bread and a carton of milk before going downstairs. He jogged to the nearby park, intending to run a few laps around it.

I definitely can't run for two hours, so I'll kill some time at the exercise equipment in the park and learn a few moves from the old man practicing Tai Chi. Maybe that will help me reach the required time.

But when he got to the park, he felt something was amiss.

If you're exhausted like a dog after running, you won't have the energy to do anything else.

So he adjusted his strategy and first practiced Tai Chi for half an hour with an old man in a white practice uniform.

The old man's movements were fluid and graceful, and he followed behind, gesturing wildly and earnestly, mimicking every move like a wild horse parting its mane and a white crane spreading its wings.

When he was learning group dance, his dance teacher said that his physical coordination was disastrous. It was the same when he started learning martial arts; his movements were incredibly stiff at the beginning.

However, this was his first time encountering health-preserving Tai Chi. The system determined that he was learning, so [Focus] was activated, and Lu Mingfei gradually entered the state.

At first, the old man didn't pay much attention to the young man who was just copying the cat, but gradually, he found that the young man's movements were becoming more and more convincing. After half an hour, he even started to resemble the cat in appearance but not in spirit.

Have I encountered a martial arts prodigy?

Just as the old man was pondering whether to take on an apprentice, Lu Mingfei had already mastered the entire set of health-preserving Tai Chi and had exited his state of concentration.

Little did he know that the old man had taken a liking to his talent. When he saw that the old man had stopped because he was tired, he went to another old man to learn the Eight Pieces of Brocade.

It takes about ten minutes to complete one set of the Eight Pieces of Brocade. Another half hour passed, and Lu Mingfei gained two new skills with the help of [Focus].

[Health-preserving Tai Chi (Using minimal force to achieve maximum effect; consider the potential medical expenses)]

[Eight Pieces of Brocade (If you find it too easy, you can try the Wudang Eight Pieces of Brocade)]

"Focus is truly a divine skill!" Compared to the two dispensable skills, Lu Mingfei felt that [Focus] was the eternal god.

Anyone who studies diligently will definitely learn it; who wouldn't be confused by that?

Lu Mingfei strolled around the park for a while, then decided there was no need to learn Tai Chi fan or square dancing. He did two sets of radio calisthenics and warm-up exercises to fill out his workout time, and then started jogging around the park.

I kept running and running, and I don't know how much time passed, but my back was soaked with sweat, and more and more children came to play in the park.

He then noticed that the two-hour training session had ended, and a new skill, [Enhancement Lv1], had appeared in his skill bar.

Because he had just finished exercising, he felt extremely tired but didn't notice any changes in his body.

As you train for a longer period of time, your physical condition will naturally improve.

I strolled home slowly, took a shower and changed my clothes, and received surprised looks from my uncle's family.

The sun has risen in the west; Lu Mingfei, that lazy bum, has actually started exercising on his own.

Ignoring their surprise, Lu Mingfei went to an internet cafe and spent two hours there. After lunch, he sat at his desk and did his homework for another two hours.

With the [Focus] bonus, my problem-solving speed increased significantly. Even math problems that usually seemed like gibberish were solved smoothly this time.

All three daily tasks were completed today.

Lu Mingfei walked to the wardrobe and took out the clean summer uniform of Shilan Middle School.

A white short-sleeved shirt and dark blue trousers—they weren't exactly high-end, but at least they weren't too embarrassing to wear.

Lu Mingfei stuffed the packaged copy of "The Road" into the tote bag he had bought yesterday and went out the door.

The family of three was watching TV when the uncle heard a noise and looked up: "Mingfei, where are you going dressed so neatly?"

Lu Mingfei used the same old excuse: "The literary society is having an event tonight, so I won't be back for dinner."

As usual, his aunt should have said a few words to him, but the boy was acting strangely today, exercising and studying on his own initiative, so she couldn't say anything and could only hum in response.

Lu Mingfei didn't take it to heart. He was eager to know how much Chen Wenwen liked him. Surely it should be higher than Xiao Tiannv's?