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Chapter 9 The gentleman is good at the system

I saw that the green task panel clearly displayed:

"The completion degree of the eight-style body shapes was retrieved, with an accuracy of 63.77%.

"The eight-style fitness postures were retrieved and the accuracy was 75.24%.

"The eight-style fitness postures were retrieved and the accuracy was 66.78%.

"Damn it, the system can still evaluate it in real time. I can see the two failures in the middle of the process... I miscalculated it, and I just said, ordinary-level tasks are not that difficult. I'm really stupid!"

Lu Chengfan sighed loudly, and then stopped turning off the system and practiced with the panel on.

"The eight-style fitness styles were retrieved and the accuracy was 78.75%..."

During the entire fourth-pass practice, the degree of completion increased from 3% when he first observed it to 4%...5%...19%...26%...35%...48%...61%...75%...86%...94%...100%, and the accuracy also changed instantly at 78.75%, sometimes higher and sometimes lower.

When the completion degree reaches 100%, the accuracy finally stops at 77.22%.

"It seems that the degree of completion and accuracy will continue to change before my entire set of actions are not interrupted or ended. This allows me to make immediate and accurate judgments on the completion of each move and every small move!" Lu Chengfan analyzed.

He thought of his past life because of this.

Electronics, machinery, smart devices, and even home building materials in their previous lives will be upgraded every year. Even if they only have a little bit of improvement and innovation, countless enthusiasts will be willing to upgrade.

Because for enthusiasts, a slight change in function can bring great convenience to their daily life, including super spiritual pleasure.

Lu Chengfan had a very fever in electronic products in his previous life. For him, having a useful system would make him particularly comfortable.

With the joy of dopamine, Lu Chengfan practiced tirelessly.

With the continuous proficiency and adjustment of movements and breathing, more than two hours passed in the blink of an eye. At present, Lu Chengfan has been able to achieve more than 80% accuracy in completing multiple small moves.

Just going up further, every 1% increase in accuracy is difficult.

When the sweat from his head flowed into his eyes, Lu Chengfan reached out to wipe it off, picked up the phone next to him and looked at it. Only then did he find that it was already half past eight.

To his surprise, although he had been training for several hours of eight physical fitness postures and sweated a lot, the symptoms of sour and cartilage headache in his body when he was tossing at first are not obvious now.

At this moment, he felt his whole body full of vitality, his mind was clear and energetic, and even his steps became much lighter.

After going to the kitchen pipe to wash his face and wipe the sweat from his body, Lu Chengfan decided to take a break and adjust his condition because his "parents" of his life are about to go home.

But after watching TV absentmindedly, he finally couldn't sit still and chose to go out.

I remember that since high school, tuition and living expenses have increased a lot, and the expenses next door have increased simultaneously. Although the other party did not say that, the Lu family took the initiative to increase the number of people who used the past.

So much so that in order to make more money, Lu’s father and mother set up stalls in the past three years are five or six kilometers away from Lu Chengfan when he was in junior high school. It is located on the edge of a bustling commercial district - the commercial city center requires a pass, and only grade citizens can enter...

A longer distance and better location means greater competition, as well as longer round trip times.

Industry competition is good. Because Lu’s father and mother are both disabled, there are not many people who are stumbling on them, and urban management often takes care of them. However, the more than ten kilometers of extra travel distance means that two hours of time is added every day.

The night is deep, and the middle section of the 100-meter-long Jiayan Bridge is dim, and only street lights are available at the end and at the end of the bridge.

However, it is a shortcut to the slums on the South Fourth Ring Road of Qinglong City.

Lu Changsheng tried hard to control the front of the car with his only right hand, and rode the tricycle onto the arch bridge with difficulty, while his wife Li Cui walked beside her husband with a big bag and a cane.

Because they are climbing a hill, the speed of each person and a car is almost the same.

Suddenly, Lu Changsheng felt the car body lighter and he couldn't help but pedaling. He looked back in surprise, but saw a familiar figure behind him helping to push the cart.

"Xiaofan, why are you here? Be careful that the car will seriously hurt you!" Lu's father hurriedly advised.

"Is it Xiaofan? Be careful!" Lu's mother turned around and walked to the rear of the car worriedly after hearing this.

"It's okay, I just need exercise. Today, the school doctor Deng in the school advised me to exercise more if I'm fine. She said that my long-term immobilization caused my health to be unwell and it could easily affect the college entrance examination sprint." Lu Chengfan smiled and turned the blame on Deng Yue'er.

The father and son, one after another, finally brought the car to the highest point of the bridge.

On the next downhill, Lu Chengfan didn't have to push the cart anymore, so he walked to his mother, took off the bag on her back and carried it on her body, and then helped her to slowly walk under the bridge with her mother who had lost one left calf.

When they got off the bridge, Lu Chengfan insisted on changing himself to pedal the bike, and asked Lu's father and mother to ride in the bike. The two elders had no choice but to sit on their son, and after persuading him, they had to sit on it until they confirmed that although his son was struggling and there was no problem, they gave up.

"School doctor? I'm not sick, but that's the case. This afternoon, Xiaoqing suddenly received a temporary notice, saying that she was going to take some test outside the school and could not come back for at least three days, so she came to me and asked me to bring a message to Aunt Liu. When she met a girl's school doctor who came to send her off and was very familiar with her, she helped me take my pulse..."

"Help you see a doctor for free, then you have to thank them. Let's make some snacks and take the school to the next school..."

"It's better not to be a good idea. People are only interested in smoking, drinking, perming their hair."

"Smoking, drinking, perming your head... Xiaofan, don't joke around with other female teachers..."

Lu Chengfan was riding a tricycle stall, chatting while waving and rushing home with his parents. Although it was hard, his mood was as happy as the two old men behind him.

All the thoughts that were nervous and uneasy before, even felt that they might be very embarrassing, disappeared without a trace at the moment they met.

From the moment when I saw the disabled parents struggling to move forward from afar, a thought came to Lu Chengfan's mind: From now on, they will be my parents for the rest of my life!

The lights made the shadows of the three people grow longer and gradually merged with the dark night in the slums.

...

Chuchen's sunlight shone into the small bedroom and shone on Lu Chengfan's face, who quickly opened his eyes.

I opened my phone to check the time. It was already 8:00. This is the start time of the first class after morning self-study in the school.

If there is no such leave note.

Lu Chengfan was not in a hurry to get out of bed. He first lay on the bed to review the eight breathing techniques he had just learned yesterday, then got up and went out to eat the soy milk steamed buns left by his parents.

"The weather is good today, suitable for exercise. I hope to complete the ordinary-level tasks in one day!" Lu Chengfan thought so, and clicked on the panel.
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