My childhood sweetheart, who was reborn with me, ended up as a loser.

Chapter 15 The Young Woman Killer

With Zhang Yiyi joining, the martial arts training schedule didn't change much.

Xiao Ruanwen led Lin Wanning, who usually slacked off, in training, and also taught the new members the basics.

Although Zhang Yiyi was not talkative, she trained extremely hard. If Xiao Ruanwen didn't tell her to stop, she would obediently maintain one posture, even if she was so tired that her hands were shaking.

It was so hot today. After exercising for half an hour, all five of us felt like we had fallen into a river, and we were all soaked in sweat.

We had no choice but to stop and rest for now.

Zhang Chunxue didn't leave. She sat in the shade watching them train. When she saw that everyone had stopped, she brought out the drinks she had just bought and offered them to everyone: "You must be tired. Wipe your sweat and have some water."

"Thank you, Auntie. I can't drink iced drinks right after training, but I have some herbal tea at home. It's good for your health."

Xiao Ruanwen takes martial arts training very seriously. Although the iced cola is very tempting, she simply cannot have it.

"Auntie, let's listen to Ruan Wen. Ruan Wen's mother is a doctor, so she definitely knows more than we do," Xu Qingfan chimed in.

He's been living like this for the past two months, and he's gotten used to working up a sweat and then drinking a big bowl of warm herbal tea, which really makes him feel refreshed and relaxed.

"Okay, Auntie was being reckless and didn't ask beforehand. Please put the drink in the refrigerator so we can drink it next time."

Zhang Chunxue already had a good impression of Xu Qingfan, and now she also has a good impression of Xiao Ruanwen. Who wouldn't like a child with such principles and perseverance?

"good!"

Xiao Ruanwen grabbed the drinks and ran happily to the kitchen. When she came out, she was carrying an iron kettle.

"Ruanwen, Ruanwen, what kind of herbal tea is it today?" Lin Wanning asked expectantly.

She originally hated drinking herbal tea; it was bitter and didn't taste good.

But Xu Qingfan liked to drink it, and out of love for her, she tried it a few times and gradually came to like the bittersweet feeling, but it couldn't be too bitter.

"Don't worry, today's tea isn't honeysuckle, it's plum and licorice tea."

"Yay!"

Xiao Ruanwen distributed cups to everyone, and Zhang Chunxue also received one.

After filling their bellies with herbal tea, the five sat comfortably on a long stone bench, with Big Yellow and Little Black patting their bellies in front of them.

Zhang Chunxue took out her phone and captured this beautiful scene.

Lin Wanning noticed and leaned her head on Qingfan's shoulder, making a peace sign.

"Let me tell you, this dog is called Big Yellow, and this dog is called Little Black. Hehe, do you know why Little Black is called Little Black and not Big Black?"

Lin Wanning, looking utterly adorable, finally burst into laughter when Zhang Yiyi shook her head: "Because Big Black is Little Black's mother duck, hahaha!"

Zhang Yi blinked her eyes blankly, not very cooperative, but there were always others who cooperated.

"Goose, goose, goose!"

Xiao Ruanwen always has such a low threshold for laughter. She can always burst into laughter at things that are clearly not funny, and then her infectious laughter will get even more people to laugh.

So having Ruan Wen as an audience when telling corny jokes is truly a very happy thing.

Zhang Chunxue hadn't seen a smile on her daughter's face in a long time, and she was so excited that her body trembled slightly.

"Brother Qingfan, did you write any poems today?" Lin Wanning swayed from side to side and gently bumped his head against him.

To improve himself, Xu Qingfan writes two poems every day, and the collection of poems he submitted for his job interview this morning came from this.

Being so close to him, Wan Ning naturally became his first and most loyal reader.

"I wrote a poem during lunch. It's for my godmother, and the poem is called 'Two Mothers.'" Xu Qingfan thought for a moment and then slowly read the poem he had written at noon.

"Wow! Xiao Fan, you're amazing!" Xiao Ruanwen praised sincerely.

"Brother Qingfan wrote it!" Lin Wanning took out his notebook, which was Xu Qingfan's complete personal poetry collection.

During the morning interview, he only copied down a dozen or so poems that he thought were appropriate, and did not reveal many poems that did not fit his age and state of mind.

Zhang Chunxue came over to watch Xiao Fan write poetry and was quickly amazed by his unique whale-fall style.

Whale Fall is not a "reputable" font; its structure is loose, airy, and rather slender. But it is precisely this unique structure that allows for white space in the font, which fits the "few words, many meanings" aesthetic of modern poetry.

"Xiao Fan, is this a poem you wrote?" Zhang Chunxue didn't know that he had been able to compose poems on the spot at noon, so she wasn't impressed by the poem itself.

A simple accumulation of emotions could be imitated by anyone.

Lin Wanning was so eager to let everyone know how outstanding her Qingfan brother was that she nodded impatiently, "Yes, yes, Auntie, these are all poems written by Qingfan brother! Qingfan brother is super amazing!"

Zhang Chunxue took the notebook and flipped through it. She was flipping it backwards, so the second poem she saw was "The Face of Humanity".

"Was this song, 'The Face of the Human World,' also written by Xiao Fan?"

"Definitely! When Qingfan was having his interview at noon, the teacher asked him what he had for breakfast, and he said he had noodles..."

Lin Wanning vividly recounted what happened during the morning's interview, and Zhang Chunxue flipped through the pages faster and faster, soon discovering that there was more than one poem that had amazed her.

"If a watch is inaccurate, then every second it keeps is wrong; if the watch stops, then it is right at least twice a day."

"When we have someone we want to protect, we feel that whatever she does is dangerous."

"Death is not the end of life, forgetting is..."

Zhang Chunxue was so shocked she couldn't close her mouth, staring at Xu Qingfan in disbelief.

Seeing the same expression on Aunt Zhang's face, Lin Wanning was finally satisfied. This morning, when his parents, Aunt Lin Jing, Uncle Xiao, and Aunt Zhao finished reading the poetry collection, they all had the same expression on their faces.

"Did you write all of these, Xiao Fan?" Even though she had already received an affirmative answer, Zhang Chunxue couldn't help but ask again.

"Yes, because I have to push myself to write two poems every day, and they just come out naturally as I write." Xu Qingfan said calmly, repeating the same words countless times.

"Xiao Fan will definitely become an exceptionally talented writer in the future!" Zhang Chunxue said confidently.

"Why not a poet?" Lin Wanning couldn't help but ask.

"Because Xiao Fan is already an exceptionally talented poet."

"Hehe~ That's right, Brother Qingfan is the sharpest!"

"That's right!"

Zhang Chunxue read the poems again before reluctantly handing the notebook back to Lin Wanning. "Xiao Fan has written so many poems, have you submitted them to any magazines?"

"Yes, we went to the Experimental Primary School for an interview this morning. Principal Song said he would help me submit my poem to the school."

"That's right, that's right, Principal Song said he'd help Qingfan submit his work!"

"Yes, Xiao Fan's poems deserve to be seen by more people!" Zhang Chunxue was starting to like Xiao Fan.

That's normal, though. In his previous life, Xu Qingfan was very popular among older women. Even the cafeteria ladies would give him extra food when they saw him.

"Shall we continue training?"

"good!"

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