Chapter 344 The Big Boss Who's Running Out of Energy?

The dirt roads in the countryside are uneven, and the fine gravel makes a rustling sound as it rubs against the soles of your shoes.

Xiao Chen's steps were as light as a deer leaping through the forest, and his breathing remained almost mechanically precise throughout.

At first, Chen Xiaochun could still make a few witty remarks, but as the journey progressed to the halfway point, his proud gangster stamina began to falter.

He opened his mouth wide, a metallic taste rising in his throat, and sweat trickled down his temples.

"Ah... Ah Chen, slow down, are you electric?"

Xiao Chen turned around, and the morning sunlight slanted across his flawless face.

His skin was fair and delicate, with no visible pores, and despite exercising for so long, his face only had a thin blush.

"Brother, we've only just warmed up."

Xiao Chen smiled, revealing a set of white teeth, his tone as relaxed as if he had just returned from a walk.

Wu Zhenyu stood with his hands on his hips, his face turning from red to white, his chest heaving violently.

"You call this a warm-up? Is that what Oscar-winning actor's lung capacity is like, filled with nitrogen?"

Xiao Chen didn't reply, but slowed down by half a beat, waiting for the two older brothers to catch up, his eyes full of humility.

"Alright, brothers, hold on tight. I'll go ahead and scout ahead."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed off with his toes, instantly rising a height and increasing his speed instead of decreasing it.

The gray figure receded further and further into the morning mist, maintaining the same steady pace it had taken at the start.

Wu Zhenyu wiped the sweat from his face, staring at the receding figure with disbelief in his eyes.

"Is this kid... even human?"

"You've been running for so long and you're not tired at all?"

Chen Xiaochun plopped down on a stone bench by the roadside, panting heavily.

"I can't do it anymore, Brother Zhenyu. Your physical condition... tsk tsk, it's far worse than mine."

Upon hearing this, Wu Zhenyu immediately straightened up and widened his eyes.

"Chen Xiaochun, put your hand on your heart and speak honestly, who fell behind first? I was doing it to take care of you!"

"Come on, I saw your legs shaking like a leaf just now."

"That's muscle memory! It shows I have explosive power! You don't know anything!"

Chen Xiaochun rolled her eyes and pointed at Xiao Chen, who had turned into a black dot in front of her.

"Alright, alright, let's not argue, neither of us can compare to that great god anyway."

"How can that be the same? Ah Chen is a prodigy. If we compare, I'll definitely last longer than you!"

Two people, whose combined age is almost a hundred, started bickering childishly on the main street.

In the end, for the sake of saving face, the two of them supported each other, like two defeated roosters, and shakily moved towards the Mushroom House.

By the time they finally managed to move to the gate of the courtyard, it was already completely daylight.

In the courtyard, Mei Yanfang was holding a cup of warm water, leaning gracefully against the wooden railing.

Leslie Cheung was wearing a white knitted sweater and was pruning a potted plant with scissors, exuding an ethereal aura.

Dilraba looked like she had just woken up, her eyes were red from rubbing, and she looked adorable.

"Oh, your two great heroes are back?"

Mui Yim-fong raised an eyebrow, her gaze falling on the two men's soaked vests, her tone slightly teasing.

"Where have you been cultivating immortality so early in the morning? You look exhausted!"

Chen Xiaochun leaned against the door frame, too weak to even wave her hand.

"Morning runs...don't even mention them, they almost kill me."

Dilraba's mouth was slightly open, and she was holding a steamed bun in her hand, looking at him with admiration.

"Wow, are the two teachers so diligent? They went straight to work as soon as they got up?"

Leslie Cheung stopped what he was doing, turned around, and looked the two of them up and down.

"You went out with Xiao Chen, right?"

Wu Zhenyu collapsed onto the small stool with a thud and let out a wail.

"Brother Rong, you knew all along, didn't you? That kid's inhuman, he's a perpetual motion machine!"

Zhang Guoren couldn't help but smile, put down the scissors, and came over to hand him two tissues.

"I forgot to tell you, Ah Chen never brings a camera crew when he goes for his morning runs."

"Why?" Dilraba asked, looking a little dazed.

"Because no one could keep up with him, the cameraman had to lie down after running for less than five minutes."

Leslie Cheung pointed upstairs and smiled nonchalantly.

"So he usually carries a handheld DV camera and shoots some footage as he runs around."

After hearing this, Chen Xiaochun wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"So, all our trouble was seen as a hindrance by them?"

"I should have stayed in bed longer! What a waste!"

Wu Zhenyu looked up at the sky and sighed, his face displaying such a rich expression that it could be directly edited into an emoji.

As they were talking, Xiao Chen came out of the kitchen, carrying several bowls of freshly served congee.

He had already taken a shower and changed into a clean white T-shirt, his hair still slightly damp.

The sunlight shone from the side, making his face appear even more breathtaking.

The tension between boyhood and manhood is so intense that even men can't help but be mesmerized.

"Your two older brothers are back? The porridge is just ready, come and replenish your fluids."

Xiao Chen's voice was clear and pleasant, carrying just the right amount of concern.

Chen Xiaochun looked at his refreshed appearance, and then at her own mud-splattered clothes.

"Ah Chen, tell us the truth, have you been secretly taking some kind of magic pill?"

Xiao Chen placed the porridge on the table, handed one to Dilraba, and smiled innocently.

"Brother, I don't have that ability. I'm just used to it."

Wang Jinhua also came out from the inner room at this time. She was wearing an elegant cheongsam and had a capable demeanor.

As the head of Shishiba Culture, she is decisive and efficient in the industry, but she dotes on Xiao Chen like her own son.

"Alright, stop making things difficult for Xiao Chen. When he joined the crew, you guys were still singing in a karaoke bar."

Wang Jinhua walked over and carefully straightened Xiao Chen's collar, her eyes filled with pride.

"Xiao Chen's physique is the result of hard work; most people can't compare."

Ye Huimei was sitting not far away, quietly picking vegetables. When she heard this, she looked up and smiled gently.

"This child has been stubborn since he was a child. Once he's made up his mind about something, no amount of persuasion will change his mind."

Dilraba watched with shining eyes, muttering to herself.

"Xiao Chen is so perfect! He's handsome and has great stamina..."

Xiao Chen, with his sharp ears, turned around and winked at Reba, his tone mischievous.

"Dilraba, stop praising her all the time, the task of chopping wood will be yours later."

Dilraba blushed and quickly lowered her head to drink her porridge, her heart inexplicably beating faster.

The atmosphere in the courtyard became more relaxed, and the previous fatigue was largely washed away by the aroma of cooking.

Chen Xiaochun took a big gulp of porridge and felt as if her soul had finally returned to its place.

"Brother Zhenyu, we need to be more careful when we're working later, or we'll let this young man outdo us again."

Wu Zhenyu glanced at him sideways and slowly ate his porridge.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm just a late bloomer. As for physical strength, I haven't yet shown my true potential."

Xiao Chen sat at the table, watching the two lively characters amuse themselves, a faint smile on his lips.

He knew perfectly well that this show was all about genuine personality clashes.