An Lan raised an eyebrow, her eyes instantly filled with curiosity, and she unconsciously leaned towards Lu Fan. "Why do you want to be a chivalrous knight?"
"Back then, I often watched 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' with the adults."
Lu Fan's eyes shone brightly, as if the young man who dreamed of being a hero had returned.
"The great hero Guo Jing roamed the martial world, upholding justice, helping the needy, punishing evil and promoting good. He was truly awe-inspiring! He traveled the martial world with high spirits and agile movements. Whenever he saw injustice, he would shout out and draw his sword to help, saving people from danger."
In the vast desert, he drew his bow and shot eagles, displaying his heroic spirit; in Xiangyang City, he fought bravely against the enemy, protecting his home and country.
I admire him so much, and I hope that one day I can be like him, a great hero who stands tall and upright, using my own strength to protect justice and peace in the world.
As he spoke with great emotion, Lu Fan's voice unconsciously rose a few decibels, his face beaming with reverence for his childhood idol and nostalgia for that passionate dream.
"Haha, I never knew you had such a passionate hero's dream when you were a kid."
An Lan smiled, her eyes full of laughter, and teased him half-jokingly. Her clear laughter echoed around the campfire, mingling with the crackling of the firewood and creating a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.
At this moment, the live stream chat exploded with comments, as everyone shared their childhood dreams, their words filled with nostalgia for those innocent years.
"Sigh, I remember when I was a kid I dreamed of being a knight-errant and eliminating all the bad guys."
"Hehe, when I was a kid I wanted to be a photographer, to take pictures everywhere and record the beauty of the world."
"Like Guan Xige?"
"hey-hey"
"I used to want to be an astronaut, to fly up into the sky and explore the mysteries of the universe."
"Haha, did your grandma buy you your favorite Xizhilang jelly?"
Beside the campfire, the warm firelight illuminated Lu Fan's face. He was in high spirits, his eyes sparkling, as he continued to share.
"That's not all! When I was a kid, my friends and I learned a super 'cool' martial arts routine just like we saw on TV."
When he said the word "handsome," he emphasized it, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, with a hint of self-deprecation and teasing.
"Really?"
An Lan immediately became interested, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. She leaned forward slightly and said impatiently, "Tell me quickly, how did you learn it? I'm so curious."
“We were really serious back then, and we learned every move very well.”
As Lu Fan spoke, he stood up, dusted off non-existent dust from his body, as if he were about to begin a formal performance.
He spread his legs apart, adopting a shaky and unorthodox horse stance, and vigorously waved his hands in the air while shouting energetic martial arts commands: "Hey, ha!"
His comical yet earnest appearance made An Lan burst into laughter, his clear and melodious laughter carrying far across the snow.
"Later, we even performed for our friends in the snow, and we felt so cool!"
As Lu Fan reminisced, he paced back and forth in the snow, mimicking scenes from his childhood.
"Back then, we wore thick cotton-padded coats and jumped around in the snow, imagining that we had the lightness skill of walking on snow without leaving a trace."
After demonstrating for a few moments, Lu Fan slowly sat down, his tone tinged with emotion.
"It's a pity that dreams are just dreams. Once you grow up, you don't dare to mention them anymore. Even if someone asks, you just say some insincere dreams. Haha, it's kind of ironic when you think about it."
A hint of melancholy flashed in his eyes, as if he were saying goodbye to his passionate past self.
In the live stream, the chat became somewhat melancholic, with everyone sharing the same sentiment.
"Alas, dreams can only exist in the purest childhood."
"I long to buy osmanthus blossoms and share wine, but it will never be like the carefree days of my youth. As I grow older, those pure dreams seem to fade away."
“We’ve all grown up and are past the age of talking about dreams. The pressure of reality has made us hide our dreams deep in our hearts.”
"Haha, children don't need dreams. Before they grow up, all they need to do is obediently follow the instructions of adults. Don't get me wrong, this isn't my saying, it's what the old witch in Ultraman Tiga said."
Lu Fan couldn't help but laugh and ask An Lan, "Isn't my dream a bit naive? In this day and age, I still want to be a knight-errant."
His face showed a hint of insecurity, as if he was worried that his childhood dream would be ridiculed.
Seeing Lu Fan's somewhat dejected expression, An Lan's heart softened, and she quickly offered words of comfort.
"No, this dream is not childish at all, and you are wonderful and lovely to have this dream. Everyone has had innocent dreams, which are our purest response to the world and our most precious memories."
Her voice was gentle yet firm, like the warm sun in winter, dispelling the gloom in Lu Fan's heart.
Upon hearing this, Lu Fan's mood instantly improved, and a bright smile returned to his face.
"Could you demonstrate your martial arts technique for me in its entirety? I really want to see it," An Lan said, blinking her eyes with anticipation.
Lu Fan was slightly taken aback. He looked up at An Lan, whose smile was so warm and infectious, as if it possessed a magical power.
Anyway, there's no one else here, so even if the audience sees it, it won't affect me.
"No problem, I'll call it for you right now!"
As he spoke, Lu Fan excitedly stood up, took a deep breath, focused his energy in his dantian, and earnestly began to perform his "kung fu" routine in the snow.
He first struck a graceful starting stance, his arm drawing a beautiful arc in the air, as if he were actually holding a sharp sword that could cut through iron like mud, creating a gust of "sword wind".
Next, his movements were fluid and graceful, his footwork agile and varied, sometimes as powerful as a dragon emerging from the sea, rushing forward with rapid hand movements.
At times, he is as majestic as a tiger descending the mountain, crouching down and then leaping up quickly. Every move is full of power, yet he is also graceful and elegant, as if he were really in the martial arts world.
With a graceful "White Crane Spreads Wings" movement, he moved as lightly as a white crane about to take flight, his arms outstretched as if to embrace the entire world. The swirling snowflakes around him seemed like a stage effect tailor-made for him, creating a breathtaking spectacle.
Immediately afterwards, he performed a "swallow skimming the water" move, leaning forward and swiftly extending his arm as if he were really trying to scoop up some rare treasure from the snow. The whole set of movements was executed in one go, showing great style and making people's eyes light up.
What were originally ordinary moves became powerful and impressive under his performance, truly displaying the demeanor of a chivalrous hero.
An Lan watched intently. She had initially thought it would be a funny and comical performance, but she was surprised to see Lu Fan so engrossed in his performance, with such standard and skillful movements. She couldn't help but admire him secretly.
"I didn't expect him to be so powerful. Take this!"
An Lan suddenly felt playful, laughed and shouted, rushing forward like a child to "fight" with Lu Fan.
Lu Fan smiled confidently and replied with great arrogance, "Great hero, today I'll show you my power! Take this!"
He suddenly turned around, wanting to unleash a cool move, but his foot slipped, and he rolled awkwardly across the snow like an out-of-control snowball.
This sudden turn of events made An Lan laugh so hard she couldn't stand up straight, clutching her stomach with both hands, tears welling up in her eyes.
When Lu Fan finally managed to get up from the snow, his hair and clothes were covered in snow, making him look exactly like a snowman who had just crawled out of a snowdrift.
He patted the snow off his clothes and smiled at An Lan, saying, "How about it? My martial arts skills are pretty good, aren't they?"
An Lan smiled and wiped away the tears of laughter from the corners of her eyes, forcing back her laughter as she said, "Not bad, not bad at all! This is simply an unprecedented and unparalleled martial art! If you were to roam the martial world with this, you could probably become a great hero and charm countless young women!"
After they finished speaking, the two chased each other in the snow, pretending to have a magical contest. Their laughter echoed across the snow, adding a unique warmth and joy to this cold winter day.
An Lan was in an exceptionally good mood, joking and laughing with Lu Fan.
Looking at Lu Fan's spirited appearance, a poem suddenly popped into her mind.
"Eating meat has never been enough; thirty years of books and swordsmanship have filled the autumn sea and sky."
Remember, in my youth I harbored lofty ambitions, aspiring to be among the best in the world.
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