Mr Gingerbread

Chapter 4

Lu Ming sat down leaning against the wall and waited for Han Qiaoyu to catch his breath when he saw the coach bring another person over.

He is also a foreigner, but seeing that he is young and not that strong, the coach brought him over and said to Lu Ming, "Hi, may I add someone to your group?"

Lu Ming looked the golden-haired boy up and down, his face turned red, he hesitated and stretched out his hand to say hello to him: "Hello...I'm Matthew."

"Lu Ming."

Lu Ming shook hands with him, and turned his gaze from his arms to his legs. It's okay, that is, a teenager, with a big frame but not strong enough like Han Qiaoyu. He can still be challenged.Lu Ming's fight with Han Qiaoyu just now was basically completely abused, and he always felt a little unsatisfying. In addition, Han Qiaoyu personally pointed out a few tricks, so he really wanted to try again.

The coach said: "Matthew is also a rookie just like you, white belt, it's the first day."

Lu Ming smiled, stood up and said, "All right, let's practice."

Han Qiaoyu came back with two bottles of mineral water. As soon as he walked to the field, he saw the coach standing in the position before him, counting the referees, and Lu Ming was wrestling with a novice.

"1! 2!..."

Lu Ming fell across the bridge, propped up with his elbows, grabbed the opponent's knee joint, and crushed him!

This was taught by Han Qiaoyu just now. Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is actually mixed with a lot of miscellaneous things. Compared with competition, it is more suitable for fighting. All its skills are also based on fighting theory, dragging people down to the ground to surrender.

Lu Ming mastered the skills well, his eyes seemed to be burning with unruly vigor, he was obviously weaker than the opponent, but he relied on his skills to restrain him, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, but he also It can be seen that there is a little smug look in her eyes, which is both beautiful and provocative.

Han Qiaoyu stopped and stood aside, watching his game seriously.

This time the coach started to count the time for Lu Ming, but Lu Ming's physical fitness was still a bit weak, and he still couldn't support the pillar at the last moment, and was pushed away again.

Han Qiaoyu watched them fight expressionlessly, and his eyes fell on Lu Ming most of the time. When the other party pulled his clothes and Lu Ming's ankles, he would take a look at the boy, but he still twisted his eyes. Frowning did not stop.

The boy named Matthew had just turned [-], and he was at the age of madness. He looked like a golden retriever dog. His eyes lit up when he first saw Lu Ming. He probably didn't know how to please him. The more he wanted to express himself, the more he wanted to express himself. The more he showed his housekeeping skills, he actually fell Lu Ming twice.When Lu Ming fell down for the third time, he knocked his nose, bleeding a little.

Han Qiaoyu came over with a dark face, stopped in front of Lu Ming, and met Matthew himself: "Come here, I will fight you."

Before Matthew knew what happened, Han Qiaoyu threw him over his shoulder and knocked him to the ground. Then, it was like a coach's actual combat teaching—except that the coach was facing sandbags, while Han Qiaoyu was facing him. .

Matthew was thrown to the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face. He cried and asked the coach to change teams.

Lu Ming sat cross-legged by the wall and applauded him, and even blew a whistle. His nose was stuffed with a ball of paper, and his speech was a little muffled, but it didn't stop him from praising the prince at all: "It's really amazing, it's better to fall like this!"

Han Qiaoyu's face was still ashen, and he refused to let Lu Ming continue training, and took him to the lounge next door.Lu Ming joked with him: "Mr. Han, you won't be angry because I lost, right? I just started learning today. After two days of training, I'm sure I can beat him."

Han Qiaoyu handed him the mineral water in his hand: "No, I'll teach you later, just the two of us."

Lu Ming picked it up, and was stimulated by the temperature of the ice water with a "hiss", and put it directly on the bridge of his nose to freeze it to stop the bleeding, and said in a low voice, "I'm really fine..."

Han Qiaoyu's face has not recovered yet: "Don't move."

Lu Ming sat obediently, and Han Qiaoyu came back soon after going out for a while, holding a wet towel in his hand, carefully wiped off the blood stains on his fingers, and carefully wiped off the blood left on his face. a little blood.

Except for his family members, Lu Ming has never been taken care of so openly and naturally. When he lowered his head, his eyes collided with him. Mr. Han didn't avoid it. He just let go after wiping and observing. Lu Ming was the first It's the first time I've seen him so close.

It is undeniable that the prince's appearance is still very good, with thick black sword eyebrows slanted into the temples, a high nose bridge, a pair of cold and clear eyes, when he looks at you, he is open and unscrupulous, as if he has a good reason for everything, Full of confidence.Even with a dark face now, he is still handsome. Thinking about it carefully, apart from being a little grumpy, he really can't find anything wrong with him.

After returning, Han Qiaoyu made an exception and gave Lu Ming a day of sick leave.

Lu Ming didn't feel anything wrong with this little injury, but it's good to have a vacation, and he happily went back to accompany his sister.

Lu Jingshu's eldest daughter came home this weekend. When Lu Ming returned, she just came back from boarding school. The little girl was more enthusiastic when she saw him than her own father. She rushed over to Lu Ming with her schoolbag on her back. A warm hug: "Uncle!"

Lu Ming picked her up. The seven or eight-year-old girl already had some weight. He tilted his head and smiled and said, "That's right, it's a little heavier, and it's grown up!"

There is no obstacle for the little girl to communicate with him in Chinese, but her pronunciation and expression are very similar to her own father, and she looked up her little head and said triumphantly: "Not only that, I am also taller!"

Lu Ming took her to the wall where she was measuring her height and asked her to stand on it for comparison. She was really a little taller. He re-scaled the crooked "Lu Beibei"—Chinese for children He took his sister's surname as Lu, and his brother-in-law Ansen didn't mind at all. He even wanted to take the surname Lu himself, but Mr. Lu refused.Lu Ming praised the little girl very loudly. The little girl felt that she had done a good job with her small chest, so she ate an extra piece of meat for dinner.

Lu Ming has a gentle temper and can write and draw. Children are willing to play with him. After dinner, the little girl wants to pester Lu Ming to accompany her. She coquettishly calls "Uncle" and refuses to leave.

Lu Jingshu dragged out her voice, "Lu Beibei——"

The little girl let go of Lu Ming resentfully, glanced at her father who had been waiting for her since she entered the door, shrugged her shoulders and said, "Okay, I know Mommy~"

Lu Beibei went to parent-child time with Ansen. She went to a bilingual school and spoke English and French outside. After returning home, her father was eager for her to learn beautiful Chinese characters, and taught her to write Hanyu Pinyin and Chinese. Everyone writes crookedly, and they still encourage each other there. They feel great when they can write "Tian Youshen", and they never get tired of it.

Lu Ming took an apple, sat on the sofa and ate it while joking with Lu Jingshu: "Sister, you can't do this, you teach Beibei English, and my brother-in-law teaches Chinese. chant?"

Lu Jingshu sat down next to him, and said: "I really want to! Your brother-in-law said that Chinese is difficult to learn, and you have to lay a solid foundation from an early age, and insist that everyone speak Chinese when they enter the house. Last time I called home to let him hear, Why don't you ask me to teach him the dialect, I said, you are already a 'Gap', you still need to learn the dialect!"

Lu Ming also smiled: "But don't tell me, the little note he left can be read after careful spelling."

Lu Jingshu said: "Hurry up and pull him down, and then praise him for being able to go to heaven!"

Lu Ming chatted with his sister for a while, and then saw that the phone was on. It was a video call from a person, and the nickname showed "Xiaobao".When Lu Ming picked it up, he saw the youthful face of a [-] or [-]-year-old boy. He looked handsome, and looked a bit similar to Lu Ming, except that Lu Ming's skin was whiter and softer.When the boy saw Lu Ming, he immediately beamed with joy, opened his mouth and shouted, "Uncle!"

Lu Ming also smiled at him: "Little Bao, why did you remember to call me?"

It was Fang Jingyao who called. He is the son of Lu Ming's family. He is only four years younger than Lu Ming. He is currently a sophomore in high school. Lu Ming watched on the screen for a long time, feeling sad: "Uncle, I miss you so much, I think you have been there for more than a year!"

Lu Ming laughed and said, "Nonsense, I've only been here for a month."