Chapter 12 Swan Chocolate
After layers of observation, it was finally discovered that there was only one enemy that Xiao He Qing could not defeat.
He is a fat little boy named Xiaolong.
This little fat boy has a chubby face and is very tall. Although he only signed up for Taekwondo this year, he relies on his innate advantages to crush all his predecessors.
With his tiny arms and legs, little He Qing naturally couldn't defeat the opponent.
Lin Zhengran asked her if she had ever fought with Xiaolong before. Xiao Heqing nodded and said, "I have fought with him twice. The first time, he threw me to the ground in one go. I was stunned."
“What about the second time?”
"The second time, he threw me to the ground and knocked me unconscious."
Lin Zhengran was ashamed: "Do you think you can defeat him?"
"I can't win." Little He Qing told the truth, but the result was a slap on the head.
Little He Qing covered her head.
Lin Zhengran asked for the second time: "Let me ask again, do you think you can defeat him?!"
Little He Qing looked like she had done something wrong, holding her head and nodded: "I can win."
"Very good!" Lin Zhengran laughed, "Aren't you very confident in yourself? When children fight, their physical size is secondary. What's important is their mental quality! As long as you are not afraid of him and keep showing a tough and terrifying expression even if you get beaten, he will definitely be intimidated by a little girl like you."
Little He Qing didn't understand what he was talking about. What the hell is psychological quality? What does deterrence mean? They haven't even learned about it in the textbooks.
But still nodded: "Yeah!"
"Then our last month of focused training will only focus on one thing, training your awareness! After you're done training, as long as you defeat your opponent in terms of momentum, you can just practice other strength and leg skills casually. He can't beat you."
Lin Zhengran stared at Xiao Heqing, looking like a coach: "Come on, make a scary or oppressive expression for me."
Little He Qing had a confused look on her face, but she finally grinned cutely.
Lin Zhengran helplessly pulled her cheek with his hands: "What are you doing?! Show me if your teeth are white? Why are you pretending to be cute?!"
Little He Qing closed her eyes aggrievedly: "I'm not pretending to be cute. I can't do that."
Someone sighed, "Forget it. With your personality, who would be scared of you? Just learn from me. I'll teach you to frown first, then put on a cold face, and finally look at people with squinting eyes."
After Lin Zhengran finished making the expression, little He Qing followed him with a confused look on her face. Of course it wasn't smooth, but fortunately after Lin Zhengran's manual adjustment, her expression was fixed in a rather oppressive look. On the street, little He Qing frowned and stared into the distance, gritting her teeth, inexplicably looking even more silly and cute than before.
Lin Zhengran looked as if he had eaten a mosquito, but he could only take his time. He pointed at the road in the distance under the setting sun and said, "Now run around this street three times with me! Your expression cannot change while you run! Start!"
After saying that, he ran away.
Little He Qing quickly caught up: "Lin Zhengran, wait for me! You run so fast that I can't catch up with you!"
"I'm waiting for you, aren't I? Hurry up! And show your expression! Why aren't your teeth bared?! Hold on!"
Lin Zhengran’s devilish training was not too difficult, but it was much more difficult for little He Qing than before.
For the first time, she realized how tiring it was to act tough and angry, and she couldn't help but feel curious about how tiring it must be for those adults who always had a stern face.
The training time quickly came to the second half of the month.
Today is a day off, and little He Qing goes to the supermarket with her mother to buy things.
Holding her mother's hand, little He Qing came to the shopping mall. Suddenly she remembered something and ran happily to an expensive dessert counter.
Lying on the glass cabinet, looking at the back of the counter, there was a chocolate dessert in the shape of a white swan.
The dessert was not big, probably the size of He Qing's two palms, but it was very expensive, costing several hundred yuan.
The clerk at the dessert shop was a pretty lady. It was not the first time she had seen He Qing. "Little friend, are you here to see desserts again?"
Little He Qing hummed and pointed in a baby voice: "Sister, no one has bought this chocolate yet, right? You must save it for me, I want to buy it at the end of the month."
The young lady bent down and smiled, "Don't worry, I've been saving it for you. However," she pointed to Aunt He in the distance, "The one buying vegetables over there is your mother, right? Why don't you let her buy it for you now? I can give you a discount!"
Little He Qing stared at the swan dessert and shook her head: "I didn't ask my mom to buy it for me. I want to participate in the competition. If I win, our coach said I can pick any gift within 500 yuan. I want this one."
"Oh?" The girl was curious: "What competition did you participate in? Are you so confident that you can win the championship?"
"Taekwondo, have confidence!"
The other person came out with a smile and touched little He Qing's head: "Little sister is so cute, don't worry, I will protect this dessert for you before the end of the month and wait for you to buy it. This dessert is delicious and you won't be disappointed!"
Little He Qing shyly thanked her sister, but soon she looked at the dessert and thought of someone: "I'm not eating it myself, I'm giving it to someone else. He likes chocolate very much."
He Qing felt that Lin Zhengran would like this gift very much, which was why she was determined to win the championship.
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After buying the groceries, Aunt He called out to little He Qing: "Qingqing, do you want some dessert?"
Little He Qing heard her mother's voice and shook her head: "I don't want to eat! I just want to look at it."
She said goodbye to her little sister, ran to her mother and held her mother's hand again.
Aunt He asked, "What dessert were you looking at just now? You come here every time to look at it, but you really don't plan to buy it?"
Little He Qing shook her head vigorously: "I really don't want to buy it. Let's go home, Mom. I still have to go find Lin Zhengran."
Little He Qing knew very well that this was a prize. If she begged her mother to buy it in other ways, it would lose its meaning and the dessert would become unpalatable. She couldn't give Lin Zhengran something that tasted unpalatable because it would make him angry.
The lady at the counter waved to Xiao He Qing from a distance, but she had just returned to the counter.
A new customer pointed at the white swan and asked, "This looks good. How much is it?"
The young lady smiled and said, "This one is not for sale. This is the only one left this month. Someone has already reserved it. If you want to buy it, you can come back next month. We will make a new batch next month."
The customer was helpless: "Okay, then I'll look at the others, give me this!" She pointed to another dessert.
"Okay, I'll pack it for you." The young lady looked at the little girl who had disappeared in the distance, then turned around to get the packing box.
Another week and a half passed and it was the end of the month.
The players in the Taekwondo gym are extremely excited today. Although it is just a small competition within the gym, there are prizes.
Some players are still very excited.
Xiao He Qing changed into a snow-white Taekwondo uniform backstage and took a deep breath in front of the mirror.
When I walked out of the locker room, I saw Lin Zhengran sitting on a bench in the audience with his arms folded across his chest, and we looked at each other.
Lin Zhengran rarely gave her a thumbs up.
Xiao He Qing's face flushed and she nodded vigorously. She must win today! In front of him.
(End of this chapter)