Huayu's I am destiny

Early the next morning.

"Is it just us?"

"maybe"

"I called Tao, and he said he still needs to sleep for a while."

"Jing Bao can't get up either."

It was late autumn in Beijing, and the sky was already bright at 06:30 in the morning.

In the courtyard of the villa, Lin Qingyuan, Wu Lei, Lu Han, Zhang Ruoyun and Song Zuer were scattered scattered,

"So who was the one who was so excited last night and said it was going to be a big fight?"

"It's none of my business. Tao always talks like this. He's crazy. He's hot in 3 minutes. Don't you understand?" Lu Han hurriedly waved his hands to clear the relationship.

In fact, Huang Zitao, Wu Lei, and Lu Han were the ones who yelled the loudest last night, and Mao Buyi seemed to be arguing with Huang Zitao because he was drunk.

It can only be said that alcohol is still too harmful, and it has changed the appearance of Mr. Mao, who has always been shy and introverted
"Then shall we wait for them to get up?" Song Zuer yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"You warm up first, I'll call them all up one by one." Lin Qingyuan walked into the room after speaking.

After Lin Qingyuan left, Lu Han began to perform his usual warm-up movements before playing football. While watching the distant sky gradually reveal sporadic sunlight, he chatted with his friends who were also warming up.

"It feels like it's been a long time since I got up so early," Song Zuer sighed sleepily.

"When I was recording a program before, I often called this point." Wu Lei's mental state is very good.

"Hey Lei Lei, is the show you're talking about the one that Qingyuan went to?" Zhang Ruoyun asked.

"Yes, Brother Yuan went to fly for two days."

"Is it because other people are not easy to get along with? Anyway, I saw him complaining about this in the group."

"Ahaha, there are a few people who are a bit strange." Wu Lei has a deep understanding of this, but he is not very good at explaining it in detail now, so he is very grateful to Lin Qingyuan for seeing the injustice and drawing his sword to help.

"Hey, why do you think brother Yuan suddenly wants to drag us to run a marathon?" Song Zuer was curious.

"Who cares why, anyway, I just know that it's a win-win for us, and we'll have bragging rights when we go out in the future." Lu Han carelessly ignored it.

"Actually, Qingyuan has been doing charity all the time, but he just kept quiet about it." Zhang Ruoyun did know some inside information, "This time, he put charity on the bright side probably because his recent momentum is too strong. Let’s guide the fans.”

"Brother Yuan's structure is very big. Last time I saw someone else's article analyzing Brother Yuan on the Internet, he said that since he recorded "Hua Shao 2" two years ago, he has been very clear about what he wants, and he also knows what he should do. Do it to achieve what you want to achieve.”

It is impossible for new-generation artists like Wu Lei not to know Lin Qingyuan, because even if they are not interested, their management team will force them to get to know the man standing on the "President Hill" of domestic entertainment.

"Including the acquisition of follow-up fashion resources, the feedback of film and television resources, and the advancement of overseas routes, they are all the final results that he put into the future development plan early on and successfully implemented it. I just didn't expect him to do it behind the scenes. Charity for so long”

"Although it looks like he is running fast, every step of Qingyuan is down-to-earth. You have to learn from him."

"Brother Yuan has always been my target."

After a few people warmed up and chatted, a few people who were obviously still asleep were urged by Lin Qingyuan to come out of the room like walking dead.

Huang Zitao, Jing Boran, Mao Buyi and Deng Chao, who were sleeping late, plus the five people who had already been present, gathered in the courtyard of the villa.

The girls stopped yelling, one was that it was not convenient for Lin Qingyuan to enter their room, and the other was that they themselves did not show a particularly strong desire to compete.

So Lin Qingyuan didn't need to force others to follow him early in the morning to get used to long-distance running.

"Let's get ready to start. Get used to long-term aerobic exercise in advance, so as not to be dragged away to inhale oxygen while running. Remember that our act of running a marathon is far more meaningful than the result itself, so please do what you can. Don't really run yourself into the hospital."

Lin Qingyuan naturally became the leader of the crowd, and of course they also believed in Lin Qingyuan.

"So this morning, let's run around the community for half an hour to test the water."

"Half an hour? How long does it take to run?"

"If the pace is 6 minutes, it's about five kilometers."

"No, I haven't run such a long distance for a long time," Mao Buyi said with a frustrated face.

"Just take your time. We don't require you to run for five kilometers, but only for half an hour. It's very easy." Lin Qingyuan comforted me gently and calmly.

"I think it's actually okay. When I was recording real men, I often ran laps." On the contrary, Huang Zitao, who was forcibly woken up by Lin Qingyuan, stood up and expressed support for Lin Qingyuan.

"Then let's start! Those who run ahead pay attention to controlling the speed, and don't run around alone."

Next, Lin Qingyuan began to drive away these people who were dawdling in place one by one.

Huang Zitao and Wu Lei were more enthusiastic, and they took the initiative to lead the team to run without Lin Qingyuan's urging.

Zhang Ruoyun, Jing Boran and Lu Han and Deng Chao were slightly behind, but they followed behind the two of them obediently.

So among the eight people except Lin Qingyuan, only Song Zuer and Mao Buyi fell behind the team.

However, one of them ran slowly as a girl, and the other couldn't run because of purely physical reasons.
Lin Qingyuan himself dragged to the end of the team to lead the team, observing everyone's movements and conditions.

Thanks to the excellent security forces in this high-end villa community, no paparazzi could sneak in and take a sneak shot. Otherwise, if this picture was captured and posted on the Internet, it would definitely arouse heated discussions among fans.

A group of first- and second-tier domestic entertainment artists, under the discipline of the top class, are doing team building morning exercises here?
Lin Huang is so powerful!

However, after running for about 5 minutes, some of the people who started almost at the same time started to fall behind due to exhaustion, so the team was getting longer and longer.

Lin Qingyuan changed his running mode and began to weave back and forth in front of the team, always paying attention to the breathing rate of the other eight people and the sound of running shoes falling on the ground.

As the initiator of this morning run, he needs to be responsible for everyone's health.

But speaking of it, it has been a long time since he had the opportunity to run as happily as today.

Although the place where I run has changed from a familiar street to this strange asphalt road.

Although my running partner has changed from that lazy dog ​​Erha named Xiaoxuan to such a large group of like-minded friends.

But the meaning of running is set in stone after all.

He can truly let himself go while running, and in the process, he doesn't need to think about the annoying stalking and comparisons in his working environment, nor does he need to be bothered by those false communication.

This is undoubtedly the best enjoyment for a person who has a lot of things in his heart but finds it difficult to confide in others.

Or to use the words that Huang Wenyuan once taught him: while obtaining sufficient material conditions, inner cultivation is equally important.

He enjoys this feeling of inner cultivation.

"Steady the rhythm. Today is a 10-minute jog set up to adapt to the marathon in advance. You don't need to deliberately pursue speed, keep your feet on the ground, and don't worry." Song Zuer turned to look at Lin Qingyuan, and saw that he was habitually keeping his face His expressionless cold face gave orders, which showed that he was very focused at this moment.

In fact it is.

The 6-minute pace is still too easy for Lin Qingyuan, who has been insisting on combining aerobic and anaerobic for a long time.

So he can easily feel the process of his blood circulating between his body and mind, feel the relaxation and rhythm of his muscles, heart and lungs at this speed with his heart.

Slightly lowering his eyes, Lin Qingyuan carefully observed the feet trampled on the ground, and then moved his attention all the way up, and even carefully examined the movements of his fingers, the vibration of his legs, the flow of blood, the beating of his heart, and the movement of his lungs. the rhythm of
In this way, the left and right legs take turns to step forward, and eventually they will reach the destination they want to go to.

After half an hour of morning jogging, everyone looked different.

Lin Qingyuan looked normal, Wu Lei bent over and supported his knees, Lu Han, Zhang Ruoyun, Deng Chao and Jing Boran, who were in relatively good condition, hugged each other and panted heavily, while Huang Zitao put on a pain mask and collapsed on the grass.

Walked very peacefully.
Seeing that everyone seemed to have spare energy, Lin Qingyuan was in a good mood, and couldn't help joking: "If you can still stand there, it means you can run for another 10 minutes."

"No, don't play with us anymore!"

"I haven't exercised for a long time." Deng Chao shook his head with emotion.

"I'm sure I wouldn't be out of breath at this level before." Even though he had collapsed on the grass, Huang Zitao still insisted.

"But it's best not to stop immediately after running, it's not good for your health." Lin Qingyuan smiled and shook his head after seeing everyone's performance: "I suggest you jog or walk around here for 2 minutes, and adjust thoroughly. After your own breathing, stop and rest."

Although everyone talked about how hard it was, and all kinds of complaints continued, they all persisted in the three 10-minute long-distance runs. At least they didn't seem to hate running, or they didn't hate being with their companions. The running thing.

This is the most important.

After counting the number of troops, it was not easy for Lin Qingyuan to go back and find Song Zuer and Mao who had not yet joined the large army.

After running for a while, he bumped into Song Zuer who was staggering and approaching him.

"How's your body?"

"I controlled the speed so it's okay, but you should go and see Mr. Mao, he was left behind." Song Zuer seemed to be in good condition.

"Well, you can probably see other people by walking forward for 2 minutes."

Lin Qingyuan returned along the original road, continuing to search for Mao Buyi who had disappeared.

About 5 minutes later, he found Mao Buyi sitting slumped on the grass beside the road, holding black-rimmed glasses in his hand.

"Has everyone arrived?" Mao Buyi asked feebly.

Lin Qingyuan nodded.

"Maomao, you can still stand it."

"I can't stand it anymore." Mao Buyi seemed to have lost the strength to shake his head, closed his eyes and begged, "Brother Yuan, please carry me back, I really have no strength."

"As long as you stand up and continue jogging for a while, your body will gradually adapt to this feeling. Running is like this." Of course Lin Qingyuan would not agree to his request.

"But I haven't liked sports since I was a child." Although Mao Buyi was full of helplessness, he stood uprightly.

"The criterion for measuring running status is not fast, but strong." Lin Qingyuan walked over to support him and started running slowly, "So don't be impatient."

"You can always come up with a very philosophical sentence suddenly." Mao Buyi did not reject Lin Qingyuan's kindness, "You are indeed a master of chicken soup!"

"Lin Huang, Yudi, Tea Brother, Yanya Machine, Game King, Chicken Soup Master, you can really get nicknames"

"The first few were not taken by me."

"But you like to use it."

"You can really hold a hat"

After the morning exercise, Lin Qingyuan returned to the house with a group of puppies who were out of breath.

Through these half an hour, he had a general understanding of the physical fitness of this group of people.

Although it is at the level of ordinary people, it should not be a big problem to finish the half-marathon. Anyway, I don't pursue results, so I have to finish the [-] kilometers.