Since then, Bao Yu has forced herself to get up early every morning, exercise first, then practice Tai Chi with the old men, and wait for Gu Nanxi to finish her run so they can go home together.

It was indeed very painful at first, but over time, I gradually got used to it. And, most importantly, the sleep therapy has greatly improved my condition.

Now, Bao Yu has gone from being a slacker who followed the old men around practicing Tai Chi to being a front-row demonstrator. He's become very familiar with these elderly folks.

At first, Bao Yu was just following along for fun, but as she practiced more and more, she became more and more skilled. The elderly men and women who practiced Tai Chi noticed this little girl who followed them around practicing every day.

One morning, when Bao Yu was about to practice with them, she was surrounded by a group of elderly men and women who said that they saw she practiced better than them and asked her to give them some pointers.

To be honest, Bao Yu was startled at the time, thinking that they were annoyed that she was following behind them and wanted her to pay money.

From then on, Bao Yu became a team leader, and they even added her to their group chat, saying there were Tai Chi videos shared in the group for her to learn!

Today, Bao Yu had just finished her Tai Chi practice when she was surrounded by elderly men and women. With the same expressions and the same manner, Bao Yu knew these people definitely wanted something from her.

really:

"Little Fish, um, our Tai Chi Association is having a competition. You see, you're the best martial artist around here, could you go and participate?"

Bao Yu's lips twitched: "You guys even have an association here? What kind of irresponsible person becomes the president of an association?"

An old man objected: "How can you talk like that? We're a legitimate Tai Chi association! And the president of that association is a Tai Chi master!"

Bao Yu made an exaggerated expression: "Wow, that's amazing! I'm not going!"

"That won't do! You have no idea how important this competition is to us!"

"That's right, as a member of our association, how can you just stand by and watch someone die?"

Bao Yu: "No, how am I one of them? I haven't joined any cult! And what do you mean by 'failure to help'?"

"Oh, we're already so familiar with each other, so we'll just consider you a member of our association!"

Bao Yu: "Forget all that, first tell me about refusing to help someone in distress! Old Zhang? You tell me!"

The man called Old Zhang chuckled sheepishly, "Well, the other day we were drinking with some old guys from the association, and we got a little drunk and started talking nonsense, saying that our association now has a famous teacher guiding us, and we're sure to win the Tai Chi competition this year."

"Well, we didn't mean it, but who knew they would say that we're just amateurs, and you think you can win the championship?"

Who can accept that?

Bao Yu scoffed: "So what?"

"Hehe, so we made a bet that if we win this tournament, they'll buy us a set of equipment!"

Bao Yu asked in a chilling tone, "What if we lose?"

"If we lose, we'll buy it for them." After saying that, he glanced at Bao Yu somewhat guiltily.

Bao Yu's anger subsided after being annoyed by this group of old children: "What kind of equipment is worth all this concern?"

This group of elderly people, like children, began to explain all at once:

"Each person will have a custom-made martial arts outfit, shoes, and a Tai Chi sword!"

"The key point is that we only have about 20 people on our side, while the other side has more than 100!"

"If we lose, we old guys will probably have to live on instant noodles for months!"

Bao Yu sneered: "You deserve to eat instant noodles!"