MTL - The First Strong Control In History-Chapter 10 Zhang father Zhang mother

  Chapter 10 Zhang's father and Zhang's mother

"came back."

   At some point, Zhang Peng's sister had already walked in front of the two of them.

  Her forehead was sweating slightly, and her face was still cold, but after a burst of outbursts, her face was a little rosy. Instead of looking embarrassed, she became more delicate and beautiful, like a flower blooming against the dew.

   "Is he the early awakener that the parents said?"

   As she spoke, she looked at Yuan Bei who was standing aside and asked, Yuan Bei nodded slightly as a greeting.

  Zhang Peng nodded and said, "Well, sister, why are you back?"

   "There is a task."

  Zhang Xiner glanced at Zhang Peng with a strange expression, and there seemed to be some deep meaning in it.

  Zhang Peng didn't see it, and was secretly happy in his heart.

   "If you have a task, you should rest at home for two days before going back to school, right?"

  Zhang Xiner glanced up and down at Zhang Peng again, her eyes were sharp: "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet? Have you completed the task I set for you before I left?"

  At this time, Zhang Peng was still wearing a school uniform, which was very loose, and it was indeed not suitable for cultivation.

"Uh…"

  Zhang Peng laughed dryly: "Almost almost..."

  In fact, he has been patronizing the top score during this time, so he doesn't remember the practice. With such a strong sister, just hug your thighs tightly. What is cultivation?

  Zhang Xiner stared at him with beautiful eyes. If eyes were swords, then Zhang Peng was already dead.

   "Change your clothes, let me see if you have improved."

  Zhang Peng: "..."

Ah.

   If you want to hit me, you want to hit me.

   What does it mean to see if I'm making progress?

  Zhang Peng sighed deeply, said something to Yuan Bei, then turned his head and went upstairs with heavy steps.

   Only two people were left staring at each other.

   Silence.

  The atmosphere gradually became awkward.

If Yuan Bei was put together with a greasy man in his thirties or forties, he would be able to talk nonsense for a long time, but if he put a girl in her twenties with a youthful and beautiful girl who was bubbling with beauty, he would be a little at a loss for words .

  But you can't just keep silent.

   After holding back for a long time, Yuan Bei suddenly said, "This training ground cost a lot of money, right?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Bei wanted to slap himself. What is this question? ! It is also good to ask about hobbies!

  Even if you like to sing and dance basketball rap?

  He can also chat with others about lipstick, you are so beautiful.

  But what I didn't expect was that Zhang Xiner lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her head, and said to Yuan Bei with a serious face:

   "Don't think about things you can't get."

  Yuan Bei:? ? ? ? ?

  Yuan Bei was dumbfounded. Are you serious with your serious expression?

   Are you too good at chatting?

  Talk...topic stopper?

  The scene suddenly fell into silence again.

  Yuan Bei really didn't know what to say.

   I was afraid that I would be hurt by this kind of straightforward "sarcasm" again, but fortunately, Zhang Peng came back after changing clothes at this moment, and Yuan Bei quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

  …

soon.

   Zhang Peng began to exercise under Zhang Xiner's urging, 350 kg bench press, lifting and walking ducks, punching sandbags, and spurs from Zhang Xiner's own sister.

  Seeing that Zhang Penglei's face was flushed, and the veins in his neck were bulging all the time, just like a husky, he had to bear the whip legs from his sister from time to time, but he still persisted.

  Yuan Bei was silent.

  He just quietly tried the bench press, but he couldn't lift it at all.

  Press him like a mountain...

  Zhang Peng made dozens of them with ease.

   This gap is extremely obvious. Although Zhang Peng has always given the impression that he is out of tune, in some respects, he is extremely hardworking.

   Just like now, you can tell by the way he is still hitting the sandbag madly with his veins.

   "I don't know if I thought the sandbag was his sister." Yuan Bei thought secretly.

  He remembered the last time he saw Zhang Peng working so hard, it was when the two of them had to stay for seven days in order to get out of the Bronze Pit...

In just half an hour, Yuan Bei had seen that because of a mistake, Zhang Xiner beat Zhang Peng several times with the whip leg, and the face of Zhang Peng, a big man who was about 1.8 meters tall, was blackened. pain.

   But the effect is also significant.

  In just half an hour, Zhang Peng was already sweating profusely.

  Yuan Bei didn't have a deep feeling before, but after looking closely now, he realized that Zhang Peng's height should be almost 1.9 meters.

At this time, he was shirtless, and although his body was red from being whipped, it was still hard to hide the hard muscles on his body. Every time he punched, the muscles on his body seemed to be knotted together, and the strength that erupted seemed to be amazing.

   "But... why does this product always give me a weak feeling?"

  Yuan Bei was also puzzled. Logically speaking, as a frail and sick player from the 37th party, he himself is actually the real weak chicken. It should be seen that everyone is a big shot.

  With Zhang Peng’s body type, no one would believe that he is a weak chicken, after all, he is also ranked first in school. He is the right way to open it like a younger brother by the side.

  But always getting together, he would always have the illusion of "I seem to be better than this guy", which is also a ghost.

  Both siblings were exercising, and no one paid attention to Yuan Bei for a while. After trying the equipment a few times, they stopped trying.

   It seems that everything here is adjusted according to Zhang Peng's standards, and he can't even play well—with his current physical fitness, he is not suitable for this kind of exercise.

   Then run!

   After warming up, Yuan Bei began to run around the entire practice field.

  While running, he quietly observed the system properties.

It wasn't until he ran for about forty minutes at a leisurely pace, when his mouth was dry and his lungs seemed to be on fire, that he saw that behind the attribute bar of 37 squares (1/15), there was only 1 more experience. point.

   Without a break, Yuan Bei prepared to continue running.

  He wanted to try to see if he could gain another 1 point of experience when he was extremely tired.

   "Xin'er, Xiaopeng, your parents are back, take a bath and eat first!"

  At this time, Aunt Zhang came to the door and shouted.

  Yuan Bei had no choice but to give up.

   It was Zhang Peng, who had been persevering just now. Hearing this, he quickly lay down on the ground, looking like a salted fish.

   It made Yuan Bei wonder if it was a fake before.

   "Yuan Bei, do you take a bath?"

   Zhang Peng asked over there.

  Yuan Bei shook his head. This is the first time he came to visit someone's house. It always feels weird to take a bath before the owner sees him.

   "Well, I won't wash it either!"

  Zhang Peng walked over slowly, threw a towel for him, Yuan Bei wiped his sweat, and the three of them stepped forward and walked all the way to the restaurant.

  The table has not been served yet, and there are two people sitting, a man and a woman.

  The male's skeleton is broad and not angry, with the temperament of some superiors, sitting upright like a big clock, and meticulous with a bit of military temperament.

  The woman's complexion is gentle and elegant. Although she is over 50 years old, she is well-maintained, with a fair complexion and no less charm.

   It is Zhang's father and Zhang's mother.

   Zhang’s mother, Yuan Bei, has seen it before. Although Zhang Tiangang has never seen it, the introduction is omitted.

   "Hello uncle and aunt, I'm bothering you today."

  Yuan Bei was the first to bow down to say hello.

   "What are you bothering me about? This is the first time Xiaopeng brings a friend home. Don't be restrained. I have something to do with the company today. Your aunt and I came back late."

  Zhang Tiangang was bold by nature, waved his hand and smiled. Zhang's mother also looked at him curiously, wanting to see what this genius who made Zhang Peng full of praise last night looked like.

  Polite and polite, young and mature, this is Zhang's mother's first impression.

   "Is this how you entertain guests?"

   After several people sat down, Zhang Tiangang looked at his son and daughter frowning.

I was very relieved and a little angry. My daughter was a first-class genius. She was recommended to be admitted by the First Military Academy when she was a sophomore in high school. Although she didn't know what she had done, the straightforward and concise style of a soldier still made him Guess, he must have walked his old path.

   Now even she can't see through her strength.

  Zhang Peng... don't mention it.

   But this strength belongs to strength, how can there be a saying that when a guest comes, go to exercise by yourself and throw the guest aside?

   "I will verify Xiaopeng's current strength."

   Zhang Xiner replied indifferently, and threw the pot method that fell from the sky directly to Zhang Peng.

   "It's okay, uncle, my physical fitness is too poor, and I happened to exercise for a while."

  Yuan Bei hurriedly opened his mouth to explain.

  Zhang Tiangang nodded approvingly, and cast a glance at Zhang Peng.

  Look at others, how humble!

  People who can wake up early, how can their physical fitness be poor?

  I must have said that to excuse Zhang Peng.

  Zhang Peng was a little puzzled.

  Why are you staring at me?

  Yuan Bei is telling the truth, his physical fitness is poor!

  …

  On the dinner table.

   It is suitable for the guest of honor to have a meal. Yuan Bei is more than forty years old in his two lifetimes. Not to mention being good at dancing, but he can always be articulate.

   Chatting on the table from time to time is not a problem.

This made Zhang Tiangang and his wife very happy. At their age, they are in their fifties, and they are almost busy with their careers. It is very difficult to go up, and it is not much worse if they go down. , Stabilizing the career is the primary goal.

  As soon as I am free, before I reach the age of retirement and when I have passed the hard work, the focus will naturally be on the family.

  But now the daughter is not at home all year round, and the son is very naughty.

  Sometimes it is difficult to communicate, and the dinner table is often reserved for few words. It is rare to meet a young man at such an age who can chat.

  Especially because he knows a lot, he can catch up with anything, and seems to speak in a logical manner in all aspects, unlike ordinary young people who are eloquent and nonsense.

  They naturally don't know that Yuan Bei has a thinking that is eight years ahead of this era.

  Of course, the trajectory of the world has changed, so it goes without saying how much water there has been in these eight years.

  Yuan Bei is also very happy to eat. The existence of the dimensional world not only draws out the source force, but also has more delicacies from the dimensional world.

   Needless to say how many dimensional worlds there are, there are more than 900 kinds of skill inlay options in "Battle Alliance" alone, which also means the existence of more than 900 different beasts.

   There are various types, but there are not many types that can be regarded as "food".

   Because these ingredients are generally expensive and scarce in quantity, they have extremely high nutritional value and more or less contain some source power in them, which are of great benefit to the body.

  Ordinary families couldn't afford it at all, at least Yuan Bei hadn't eaten it before.

  The meal is almost finished.

  Just when Zhang Peng was about to talk about the sleep assistant.

  Zhang Xiner spoke suddenly.

  (end of this chapter)