The apprentice - taking ceremony wasn't that complicated. Lin Yao and the old master agreed that Miaomiao would only come for lessons on weekends.
Finally, in his capacity as an investor, Lin Yao got the old master to accept requests for renovation and decoration.
The next day after they got home, news came from Uncle Lin Er, confirming that everything Miaomiao had said was true.
According to Miaomiao, the suspects' bodies had all been incinerated, and the clues were completely cut off here. No matter what method was used, there was no progress at all.
Lin Yao smelled something unusual in this case. No matter how much the police station requested, he was not willing to let Miaomiao get further involved in this mess.
With her silly dad shielding her from the wind and rain outside, little Miaomiao only needed to eat, drink, and play happily.
During morning exercises, the little chubby boy and Xiao Su happened to run into Miaomiao. The little chubby boy still remembered his plan to learn martial arts from Miaomiao and made an appointment with her to meet at the small park at seven every morning.
Today was the first day for the little chubby boy to officially learn martial arts from Miaomiao.
As a novice teacher, Miaomiao was fully on alert.
The night before the formal teaching, Miaomiao made a series of strict teaching plans for the little chubby boy and Xiao Su.
Since she couldn't write, her dad took notes for her and also checked the amount of exercise.
Lin Yao said that if these two kids were exhausted, Miaomiao would be sad and cry.
At seven in the morning in summer, it wasn't very hot yet. The little chubby boy and Xiao Su showed up at the small square on time.
Miaomiao stared seriously at her friends who were a head taller than her, took out the small notebook given by Lin Yao, and said, "First, run three laps around the square."
The three - lap plan was made by Lin Yao. The square wasn't very big, and three laps would be just over two thousand meters.
Kids had a lot of energy, so running two thousand meters shouldn't be a problem.
At first, Miaomiao even wanted to start with ten laps.
"Miaomiao!~"
Just as the little chubby boy and Xiao Su started running obediently, Han Shuo ran towards Miaomiao from behind, grabbed the little dumpling's sleeve, and said pitifully, "Didn't you promise to only teach me? Why didn't you call me, Miaomiao?"
Miaomiao suddenly remembered Han Shuo's existence.
She turned to the second page of the small notebook. Lin Yao had already made a very proper teaching plan for Han Shuo in advance.
There were only a few big words on the second page.
"Follow your normal amount of exercise."
Miaomiao understood immediately. She closed the notebook and said impartially, "I usually get up at five. You're already late. Go run fifteen laps."
Fifteen laps??!!
Han Shuo's eyes widened in shock. He didn't expect it to be so tough right from the start.
"Miaomiao, I really can't run fifteen laps." Han Shuo forced out two tears, trying to use the coquettish tactic to soften Miaomiao up.
"No. Dad said that you're the same age as me, so you should have the same amount of exercise as me. Dad was right. You don't have the heart to learn seriously from me. You're not suitable to practice martial arts with me. The little chubby boy and Xiao Su are already running."
Miaomiao spoke plausibly, frowned at Han Shuo, and turned her head, showing her dissatisfaction with his attitude.
Seeing that Miaomiao was so serious and that she would break off their friendship immediately if he didn't agree, Han Shuo gave in.
He lowered his head dejectedly, looked at the small square sadly, and started running.
The little chubby boy and Xiao Su exchanged a look when they saw Han Shuo join the running team.
Although these two kids were young, they were very observant. They had already noticed Lin Yao's dissatisfaction with Han Shuo.
After several interactions, the two kids had their own perceptions and judgments.
Lin Yao wasn't as unapproachable as the rumors said. On the contrary, he was very nice to Miaomiao's friends. At least every time they went to Miaomiao's house to play, Lin Yao was very kind to them.
Han Shuo must have done something bad to make Lin Yao angry, which was why he was so unwelcome.
The two kids already started to look at Han Shuo with prejudice.
When Han Shuo ran in front of them, the little chubby boy gathered his strength and accelerated. After leaving Han Shuo behind, he deliberately slowed down, waited for the other to catch up, and then accelerated again.
The little chubby boy's pure provocation stimulated Han Shuo's competitive spirit.
After all, he was reborn with an adult's soul in his body. Losing to a little kid was something Han Shuo would never tolerate.
The two of them chased each other around the square, while only Xiao Su remembered the task set by Miaomiao and ran at a constant speed.
Sure enough, when Xiao Su finished the eighth lap, the little chubby boy and Han Shuo were already out of breath.
They had both run five laps, and it wouldn't be long before they couldn't hold on.
Miaomiao didn't care how tired these two were. Learning martial arts required patience. She remembered that back then, she walked hundreds of kilometers from Nancheng day and night while begging for food and never complained about being tired.
This amount of exercise was just a piece of cake.
Xiao Su gasped and slowly stopped, then continued to walk to relieve the soreness in his legs.
The little chubby boy and Han Shuo also reached the eighth lap. They were so tired that they had lost all their dignity, and their damned competitive spirit had disappeared completely.
After the little chubby boy stopped at the tenth lap, he just lay on the ground regardless, opening his mouth wide to breathe, looking like a dying fish lacking oxygen.
Xiao Su quickly helped the little chubby boy up and walked back to Miaomiao.
One must never stop directly after intense exercise.
Only Han Shuo was still坚持. The little chubby boy held an ice - cold drink and hummed a song, feeling extremely happy to see Han Shuo as tired as a dog.
At the thirteenth lap, Han Shuo didn't have the strength to run anymore. His legs felt like they were filled with lead.
"Miaomiao, this isn't good, right? What if something happens to him while running?" the little chubby boy asked worriedly when he saw that Han Shuo's eyes were a bit glazed.
Just as he finished speaking, Han Shuo plopped down on the ground not far away.
Miaomiao and the other two boys quickly ran over to check. Han Shuo's eyes were closed tightly, looking as if he was about to die.
"Damn it! Hurry up and call an ambulance!" the little chubby boy shouted in a panic.
No one dared to touch Han Shuo in this state.
Xiao Su rubbed his forehead in annoyance and reluctantly took out his phone to make a call.
At this moment, Miaomiao was extremely calm. She slowly squatted down, held Han Shuo's wrist, and determined that the boy had just fainted because he couldn't catch his breath. Then she became even calmer.
"Help me. Lift him up."
Xiao Su and the little chubby boy looked at each other, not knowing what Miaomiao was up to. But after a while, they still obediently lifted Han Shuo up.
Miaomiao walked behind Han Shuo, pointed at his back twice with her fingers, then walked to the front and gave his chest a hard thump.
The little chubby boy looked at her in horror, feeling that Han Shuo was doomed. He thought Miaomiao was just joking around, but unexpectedly, the next second, Han Shuo slowly opened his eyes, and a weak coughing sound came from his throat.
"咳咳...咳咳..."