What has happened these days is like a dream to him.

The other day was a hellish nightmare.

Tonight is a dream.

Look at the environment around the training camp. It's not as terrible as a nursing home.

But people know their faces but not their hearts.

Tomorrow, he'll have to watch.

He lay in bed for a long time before he fell asleep, but he didn't sleep well. It was all strange dreams.

He didn't know how long he had slept. He suddenly woke up and got up from bed.

Look at the time. He just slept for more than an hour.

He was awakened by the neat cry of "one, two, three and four" outside the window. He walked to the window with soft feet. He saw a group of teenagers doing morning exercises in the yard.

The dim light of dawn sprinkled on them. They shouted slogans, walked in neat steps, and their voices were loud and loud.

After looking at it carefully for a moment, he determined that it was different from the sanatorium.

At least, they are voluntary.

It's easy to tell.

They are full of morale, ruddy complexion and bright eyes.

The people in the sanatorium, either dead, frightened and timid, or like him, are angry and unyielding in their eyes.

People here are different.

Although the look on their faces is very serious and meticulous, they can see that their spirit is relaxed and free.

He stood in front of the window and looked for a long time, thinking secretly that perhaps, it was destined that this should be his destination.

His parents sent him to a ghost place like a sanatorium just because he liked to practice martial arts and compete.

He likes to practice martial arts and compete. That's the way he will go for the rest of his life.

There is an irreconcilable contradiction between him and his parents.

Home, he can't go back.

He's not going back.

In that home, he didn't feel any warmth.

He was brought up by his grandfather when he was a child. He didn't get along with his parents for a long time. In the past, he could persuade himself to be a filial son, listen to his parents, work hard and win glory for them.

But now

They don't even care about his life or death. Just because he likes to practice martial arts and compete, they throw him into a place that eats people. What do these parents want them to do?

If what the man named Gu Chi said is true, there are professional teachers here to teach him to practice martial arts, he will participate in the competition on behalf of the training camp, and he will be rewarded after winning the ranking, then this will be his paradise.

He is still young and must have a strong support to get out of his parents' control.

He was lucky to meet such a group of people who were not ordinary at first sight. Otherwise, he would probably stay in the nursing home all the time, either crazy or give in.

He stood by the window and thought a lot. He was distracted. Someone whistled at him downstairs.

It's Gu Yinong.

He looked out and waved to Gu Yinong, "brother Nong."

"Wake up?" Gu Yinong shouted at him, "come down to dinner when you wake up."

"OK," he answered, "I'll be right down."

He washed quickly and ran downstairs.

Gu Yinong was still waiting for him downstairs. Seeing him coming, he took a few steps to meet him and grabbed his shoulder. "Didn't you sleep well?"

Lin Chengyou said, "it's OK."

Gu Yinong smiled, "it's all right. You can go back to make up your sleep after eating. I'll call you if you have something."

Lin Chengyou didn't know what to say. After thinking for a moment, he said "thank you".

Gu Yinong chuckled, "what an honest boy."

Lin Chengyou smiled awkwardly, "brother Nong, did you graduate here?"

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