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Xiaonan Mountain, a hill with an altitude of 800 meters.

A leader who had made achievements had turned this place where birds had no eggs into a park. Starting from the foot of the mountain, dense stone steps lead directly to the top of the mountain. Moreover, this step is an S-shaped coiled mountain shape, with a total of more than one thousand steps. Over time, this place has become a good place for morning exercise. Usually, there are more elderly people, and few young people come here.

Of course, the above comments are only for the morning.

When it comes to night, Xiao Nanshan is basically young people who fight in the field.

It is said that this place once triggered strong protests from sanitation workers, because one year sanitation workers had cleared tons of condoms and tons of viscous toilet paper in Xiaonanshan.

In contrast, Xiaonanshan has more positive energy in the morning.

Zhen Lang is one of the people with positive energy, running happily on the ladder.

His sprint-like running style was OK on the flat ground. When he encountered such a staircase that was rising up the mountain, he was no longer so powerful. After about 500 steps, Zhen Lang couldn't stand it anymore.

"No, you can continue to rush if you have the ability!" Shumier became more mocking than the cannon's mt. She didn't run fast, but she had excellent endurance, and followed her with no blushing face.

Zhen Lang could not bear such ridicule and immediately took the lead in charge.

After rushing to more than three hundred steps, he was panting. This time it was not that he could not stand it, but that he really couldn't stand it.

"Run, didn't you leave someone behind far behind on the playground?" Shumier mocked her and showed a strong desire for revenge: "Little girl, I can't cure you."

Zhen Lang couldn't bear it anymore, so he used his strength to rush to more than a hundred steps angrily.

He wanted to rush to the top of the mountain angrily, but his body was already in constant use.

I saw this guy bent over, supported his knees with both hands, and gasping heavily.

The jogging Shumier came from behind and surpassed Zhen Lang's two positions. This time she did not mock her, but threatened: "I promised to thank you yesterday, but if you go to the top of the mountain than me, there will be no thank you."

"No, my pig's trotter!"

Zhen Lang roared angrily, and like a soldier who was fooled by Cao Mengde and Wangmei, two fragrant pig trotters appeared in front of him. Suddenly, the small universe burned and rushed forward without hesitation.

Shuimi'er was startled by the animal that was calling out to the pig's trotters and watched him rush to the top of the mountain.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Zhen Lang was almost exhausted.

He looked back and saw that Shumier ran up slowly without showing her tired look.

Zhen Lang was a little surprised and admired this girl who had been considered very weak before. He dared to bet that if the delicate flower flower class of the Normal University came to Xiaonanshan in groups, at least eight out of the ten would have fallen down.

Until now, he has truly learned that this girl, who is as tender as water, has a physical fitness that can be used to participate in a marathon.

Shuimi'er took out a small bottle of mineral water from her baby bag, handed it to Zhen Lang, and asked with a smile: "How do you feel?"

Zhen Lang's answer was unusual: "It's great!"

Shuimi'er: "You don't have to pretend to be so tenacious, do you?"

Zhen Lang: "No, I don't know why. Every time I rush for a while, I feel very happy."

"I don't know why? You still received a Tsinghua admission letter from the top. Human exercise has reached its limit. The body secretes an endorphin, which is also called happy hormones, or young hormones, can help people relieve stress and discomfort, and has an anti-depressant effect. Some people say that this feeling is as exciting as taking drugs." Shumier literate him.

Zhen Lang was stunned by the fright, and couldn't help but like: "You are professional, I've been taught. Is this why you run in the morning?"

Shuimi'er smiled and said, "Yes, don't you think this is very cost-effective? This is the best way to not spend money, not illegal, and not touch the moral bottom line. It can not only strengthen the body but also make people happy."

Zhen Lang: "It makes sense, it means taking drugs publicly, and it is not illegal."

Shuimi'er: "Well, by the way, it takes more than 30 minutes for ordinary people to secrete endorphins when climbing or running, but it's less than 20 minutes for you to reach the top of the mountain. How do you feel happy?"

Zhen Lang was confused: "I don't know, maybe the second-dimensional energy in my body exploded."

"The things a person can bear are limited. You should burst out all the negative energy in your body so that your body can store more positive energy." Shuimi'er smiled sweetly, stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, murmured: "Every time I am very unhappy, I will come to Xiaonan Mountain to run, and sometimes I run up and down several times in a row. After the run, I feel relaxed. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, I feel that life is very beautiful and there is no obstacle that I can't overcome."

Zhen Lang was silent. Shumier was talking about herself, but she was more like talking about him.

It’s true that after running like this, the negative energy that he had suppressed for seven years in his heart seemed to have dissipated a lot.

He felt Shumier's painstaking efforts and was a little moved: "Thank you, I received your gift."

Shuimi'er smiled naughtyly: "Is this a gift? You really don't pursue it."

Zhen Lang said seriously: "This is the best, most special and most connotative gift I have received this year. Now I finally understand how hard my grandmother is."

Shumier was surprised: "You are so good at turning points. What does this have to do with your grandma?"

"It's a big deal." Zhen Lang sighed, his eyes softened: "My first time I didn't have good grades in the college entrance examination, and my family asked me to go to a junior college, but I wanted to stay in the grade and study for another year, and only my grandmother supported me at home. However, this kind of support is conditional. The old lady asked me to practice with her every morning and dance with her on the weekends, so she promised me to repeat the year."

Shuimi'er smiled: "Is this the truth about you dancing square dance?"

"Well, think about it carefully, my grandmother is such a strange man who understands the world." Zhen Lang said this and laughed: "I used to be too lazy to be like anything, and I couldn't get up in the morning. During the time when I failed the college entrance examination, I didn't talk much to others. I locked myself in the house all day long, and it was all up to the old lady to do this, which made me feel like I was rushing out of the cocoon. In recent years, I have been running much better and my personality is not so depressed. I am just as heartless as in junior high school."

"Your grandma is so nice to you. It's not easy to see you've experienced these things, and it's so optimistic." Shuimi'er stared at Zhen Lang without blinking, and suddenly showed an angry expression: "You have been running in high school for two years and dancing square dance for two years. You have arrived at Normal University. Haven't you ever thought about changing a partner to pursue? Humph, I'm starting to be jealous of the girl I met in the morning!"

Zhen Lang, who secreted endorphins, was still in a state of thrilling like taking drugs. He said whatever he thought of, and laughed heartlessly: "You really don't say it, even I feel that I was blinded by lard before."

Shuimi'er had not reached that kind of state of excitement. She was very awake and took the opportunity to gossip: "Then what type of thing are you going to look for for your next girlfriend?"

Zhen Lang scratched his hair and said, "I didn't think about it, but I have to be a class beauty, right?"

Shuimi'er was unhappy: "Why is the class beauty again?"

Zhen Lang was very frank: "I know myself well and didn't treat myself as a male god. It would be nice to be a small class flower."

Shuimi'er smiled again: "You are quite content and happy."

Zhen Lang said arrogantly: "It is necessary. If you soak a flower like you, you must be careful of your love rivals all day long, and you must be careful of your change of mind. You have to think about what kind of house and car to buy to support you if you have something to do. That's how tiring! I am very lazy and don't bother to worry about that kind of heart."

Shuimi'er was unhappy again: "Who said I must have you raise it?"
Chapter completed!