The Effect of Hot Pot

Ruthless!

How ruthless!

The scene was so vicious that Lin Mo did not dare to look at it directly. He could only take a detour to leave.

"What kind of special fate brought me to this scene!"

Lin Mo felt like he was going blind!

He was even worried that he might be traumatized… In the future, whenever he saw Yin Jian, he would probably involuntarily think of this image.

"What a sin!!"

Lin Mo wailed inwardly.

He was just a baby! His eyes were dirtied just like that!

…

By the time he returned to the gym, the prep class had finished its afternoon session.

Gao Haoran was standing beside the car. It looked like he was preparing to go home.

"Brother Mo!"

As soon as he saw Lin Mo return, Gao Haoran rushed over excitedly. "I thought you had already gone home and wouldn't come back today!"

"My martial arts dream is still here. How can I not come back?" Lin Mo said seriously.

"Yes, yes!" Gao Haoran rubbed his hands together. "Brother Mo, there's something I don't know if I should tell you!"

"Oh?" Lin Mo couldn't help but glance at him curiously.

When did Gao Haoran learn to be subtle?

However, when he saw Gao Haoran's eager expression, Lin Mo understood. "Did you break through in your combat technique?"

"Hehe!" Gao Haoran smiled in embarrassment. "I'm sorry, Brother Mo. I know that mentioning a breakthrough in front of you might hurt you a little, but… I really can't help it!"

'Hurt me?'

Lin Mo immediately looked at the little fatty with a strange expression, thinking, 'After a day of lying idle, my strength accuracy had already reached the "three strands" level. I was just about to break through to the third-rank peak!'

'You want to hurt me with your insignificant breakthrough?'

Of course, Lin Mo wouldn't say that.

He was afraid of hurting Gao Haoran!

"Good brother, how could you say such things!" Lin Mo said righteously. "I'm more than happy for you to have a breakthrough!"

If it wasn't for Gao Haoran, how would Lin Mo know about the "idling sacred ground" of the prep class?

Now, Lin Mo was almost at the peak of the third rank. If Gao Haoran still couldn't break through, Lin Mo would really feel that he had let his good brother down!

Fortunately, Gao Haoran has done it for once!

"Tell me, what level have you broken through to?" Lin Mo asked with concern.

"It's just…" Gao Haoran deliberately said humbly, but his tone was filled with bragging. "It's just rank 2!"

"It's just rank 2?" Lin Mo was slightly stunned. "You used 'just' very accurately!"

"Ahahaha! Is that so? I think so too. That's a very accurate word!" Gao Haoran laughed.

He thought that Brother Mo had already seen through his act of pretending to be humble. However, Brother Mo didn't expose him and even cooperated with him using irony.

However… Gao Haoran probably wouldn't have thought that he, Brother Mo, wasn't being ironic, but serious!

It really felt like "just!"

And it was a very "just"!

"Eh, Brother Mo, what are you holding in your hand?" After Gao Haoran showed off, he felt very satisfied. Only then did he notice the package in Lin Mo's hand and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Some prizes!" Lin Mo said casually.

"Did you win a prize from some lottery event?" Gao Haoran would never have thought that this was not a prize from some lottery, but a reward for winning 20 consecutive victories in the novice training field.

"I have to go home!" Gao Haoran said again. "The expert my father invited last night taught me very well! If not for his guidance, I'm afraid I wouldn't have broken through to rank 2 today! I still have to continue listening to that expert's guidance tonight, so I won't come to the prep class!—Are you coming home with me or staying here?"

"Staying here, of course!" Lin Mo said without hesitation.

"Then good luck, Brother Mo!" Although many people believed that Lin Mo was a stalker dog, Gao Haoran still firmly believed that Brother Mo was doing it for his martial arts dream. "I'll reimburse you for the supper. Here's 200 yuan!"

"Good brother!" Lin Mo took it solemnly. "For the martial arts dream!"

"For the martial arts dream!" Gao Haoran also said solemnly, "Good brother!"

However, their martial arts dreams were slightly different.

Gao Haoran was desperately pursuing his martial arts dream!

As for Lin Mo, he only needed to stay idle and his martial arts dream would run over on its own.

…

Gao Haoran drove away.

Lin Mo stood outside the stadium alone and looked around. "Where's the owner of the barbecue stall? It's already so late, and it's the weekend. Why isn't he out yet?"

'That's bloody lazy!'

"F*ck?" Suddenly, Lin Mo reacted. "Don't tell me I hurt him so much last night that he's not coming again?"

The more Lin Mo thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

This boss set up a stall outside the stadium all year round because of his martial arts dream. He sold barbecue while secretly learning. But last night… his martial arts dream was shattered by Lin Mo!

And it was in tiny pieces!

He was so angry that he packed up his stall and left!

He had yet to set up his stall at this time today. He had probably really given up on his martial arts dream!

"But the barbecue is innocent!" Lin Mo was very depressed. "If he's giving up on his martial arts dream, why is he giving up on selling barbecue as well? If he doesn't come, what will I eat?"

Supper had become a problem!

Moreover, without the barbecue stall as cover, Lin Mo would definitely be mistaken for a stalker dog!

"What do I do!?"

Lin Mo immediately panicked.

Let's put aside the matter of stalker dog for now… After all, this is not as important as eating barbecue!

"Got it!" Lin Mo suddenly had an idea and immediately picked up the phone. "Hello! Hot pot restaurant…"

An hour later.

In the stadium, the hundreds of students in the prep class looked at a windowsill in anger.

"How disgusting!"

"This Stalker Dog is too arrogant!"

"He's actually lying on the windowsill and eating hotpot while stalking!"

"Where's your morality?"

'That's right!'

Without the barbecue stall, Lin Mo simply ordered a hotpot takeout and ate it on the windowsill.

'Don't ask where the electricity came from!'

The delivery guy's electric scooter was still parked by him!

"Am I giving up on explaining now?" Lin Mo picked up a piece of tripe and stuffed it into his mouth.

Since you all misunderstood that I was a stalker dog, right? Then I won't hide it anymore. I might as well lean against the window and eat hotpot.

Wisps of fragrance drifted into the gym through the window. Inside was a group of students who had exhausted a lot of energy and were so hungry that their stomachs were rumbling. The lethality of hot pot was much stronger than barbecue!

Who could take it?

In addition, the teachers of the prep class also wanted to use the temptation of the hot pot to sharpen the students' will. Therefore, they directly acquiesced to Lin Mo's behavior of eating hot pot by the window. This led to…

The students of the prep class crazily challenging the limits of their willpower!

As for Lin Mo's index, it soared crazily!

Lin Mo was dumbfounded. "The hotpot is this effective?"