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Mi Zhiqiu didn't like the rainy season in the past. The continuous rain wanted to refuse to stop, so he needed to go out with an umbrella anytime and anywhere.

But this year's summer has ended dryly, and instead it has been crying and raining in autumn.Every class is accompanied by the dampness of the socks, Mi Zhiqiu feels like a small animal with wet fur, and just wants to shake his head to shake off the moisture.

Xia Xin suddenly pinched Mi Zhiqiu's stomach and said that he wanted to run, but when it was night, seeing the ground was stained dark, they turned around and added food instead.The vicious cycle lasted for a few days, the longer the rain kicked on the nose and the face, the higher the calories counted.

Mi Zhiqiu looked at the pattering rain outside and cut into fine silver lines in the air, "Does exercising in the rain look like making a movie?"

Movies like to make people run in the rain and shout in the rain.The amount of water is so fake that the audience can imagine the sprinkler outside the camera, but such an artistic technique will never be given up by the creator.

Xia Xinran and Mi Zhiqiu simply pulled on the equipment in the gym in the dormitory building.

Few people come here, because the space is small and it is in the basement, so when you exercise, it is like being locked in a jar, and there is no wind when you wave your hands, just to drive the heat over.

But today's rain has accumulated enough moisture and coolness in the basement, and Mi Zhiqiu felt that the musty smell of the basement filled his body when he walked into the room.

Xia Xin suddenly watched him take a deep breath, like a person who walked into the forest and suddenly enriched with oxygen, "Do you like this smell?"

Mi Zhiqiu expressed his affirmation with his own body, and took another deep breath.

Autumn rain in the south means cooling down. Unlike summer, a scoop of rain just turns the stove into a steam room. The humidity and heat envelop people, and breathing is still difficult, and all the moisture is transpiring heat.

Mi Zhiqiu remembered that when he went to the northern city, the summer sun was obviously tormenting his body, but as soon as he stood under the tree, there was wind, and a refuge was drawn on the edge of the shadow, filled with another temperature.

It was then that he understood what damp and heat are.

The heat fades away in autumn, and the humidity is gentle.

Xia Xin suddenly asked him, "How long can you do plank?"

Mi Zhiqiu said he hadn't tried it.

So soon he knew what it means to "plank support will change the flow rate of time".

Mi Zhiqiu looked at the meager amount of time on Xia Xinran's mobile phone timer, "You lie to me, I feel like a century has passed."

He rolled over and lay on the ground, like a doll whose cotton had been sucked out, and his fighting spirit for sports immediately collapsed.

Xia Xin suddenly poked at his unflattened stomach.

Mi Zhiqiu held his breath, sinking his stomach into a basin.

Xia Xin suddenly laughed.

Mi Zhiqiu knew that he was laughing at his nutrient-rich stomach, so he sat up with a belly curl, "I get full marks for sit-ups."

Xia Xin suddenly showed a good memory, "Well, your sitting position and bending forward is also a perfect score."

He unrelatedly remembered that Mi Zhiqiu once changed "stomping feet" into "chopping feet", then turned half a circle around Mi Zhiqiu's mat, stretched out his hand and pressed Mi Zhiqiu's feet, "Then let's set a small goal, first come half a Hours."

Facts tell us that ordinary human beings are not qualified to set small goals.

Mi Zhiqiu worked hard with his waist and abdomen, and finally he only raised his head. His hands that were originally resting on the back of his head seemed to be cheering himself up, and he clenched his fists at his sides. This time he collapsed and changed into a superman posture. Fist raised straight to the sky.

When Xia Xinran switched roles with him, he felt that Mi Zhiqiu was sitting on his own feet, holding his knees firmly with his hands, with a look of no tolerance.

Xia Xin laughed suddenly, with a standard posture and an even speed every time.

Mi Zhiqiu was picky, criticizing him for not getting up big enough, his elbows not going above his knees.

Xia Xin suddenly got up again, and kissed Mi Zhiqiu's hand on his knee.

Mi Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows, "Attack the referee?"

Xia Xin suddenly fell back on his back and got up again, this time he stretched out his hand and grabbed Mi Zhiqiu's collar, blocking his mouth.

"It's a bribe."