Chapter 21: The naturally evil Uchiha brat!

Who invented "good morning"? Who the hell is actually having a good morning?

"Lin Li, come on, if you can get up this early on a weekend at seventeen, you will succeed in everything you do in the future!"

"Lao Da, grant me strength!" Lin Li shook his hands to mimic the rotating blades of a helicopter and finally got up from the bed.

Student, you aren't allowed to park helicopters here.

Discovering there was no suitable helipad at home—confirming it was only 4:40 AM—Lin Li lay back down. The old rule: sleep for another five minutes.

He left the house at the last possible second again.

They say it takes twenty-one days to form a habit, but could he really persist for seven days?

Perhaps it was thanks to Little Jing's massage yesterday; the degree of lactic acid accumulation today was much better than Lin Li had expected.

Little Jing, thank you. It's been a long time since I've seen you; I don't know how you're living now.

I wonder if you, in the detention center, miss me too?

The speed at which cherry blossoms fall is five centimeters per second, but the distance between our hearts can no longer get any closer by even a single centimeter.

Whether it's a weekend morning or not is still very important to Lin Li, but to the old men and women, it makes almost no difference.

Therefore, the number of people he saw in the community park today was basically the same as yesterday.

Lin Li jogged all the way to his usual spot. Sure enough, the grandpa he saw yesterday—who looked physically fit but was actually frail, and had tried to stage a "touch-porcelain" scam on him—was there again today, wearing the same practice clothes as yesterday.

Lin Li wasn't a very petty person. He had forgotten about Bai Bufan stealing his snacks without sharing on the noon of the 3rd of last month. Therefore, although the old man had tried to scam him, Lin Li still greeted him very politely:

"Grandpa Zhou, good morning."

Zhou Youwei turned his head when he heard the greeting. After seeing it was Lin Li, he felt his steady breathing become obstructed again.

This kid came over today—who was he planning to scam this time? It was truly extremely arrogant!

Thinking that the junior he had once placed high hopes on was such a person, Zhou Youwei was furious. He snorted coldly: "Grandpa? Who is your grandpa? From now on, you being my grandpa is more like it!"

"Ah?" Lin Li scratched his head, somewhat hesitant. He was silent for a moment, but finally nodded:

"Isn't this Little Zhou? Good morning. You came to exercise so early; not bad, not bad."

Lin Li was, after all, a new-era youth who had received a good education. He honestly watched every episode of "Youth University Study" in split-screen and never stole anyone else's screenshots, so he was very clear about one thing: respect the old and love the young.

Therefore, although he didn't know why Grandpa Zhou would make such a request, satisfying an old man's wish wasn't a problem.

It was just a matter of a few words.

Respect first, understand later.

Perhaps Grandpa Zhou discovered that his grandpa looked very much like him when he was young.

That's not right, though. How did Grandpa Zhou see what his grandpa looked like at seventeen? Photos? But for his grandpa's generation, those who could take photos as children in that era were either rich or noble. Grandpa Zhou's background wasn't simple.

Just as Lin Li was brainstorming, Zhou Youwei stared blankly at Lin Li, even tapping his own ears, suspecting that he was old and his hearing had gone wrong.

No, this damn kid—I told you to be my grandpa, and you actually took it seriously?

How did "Little Zhou" come out so fluently? Can you not hear that it was an angry remark at all?

"You, you, you, you—" Zhou Youwei extended his finger, feeling his breathing start to become obstructed again.

"Little Zhou, Little Zhou, what exactly is going on with your body? Hurry up and sit down. Why are you out of breath again!" Lin Li hurriedly stepped forward to help the junior he had just recognized to a nearby stone chair and opened his water bottle to hand to him.

Once is strange, twice is familiar; Lin Li handled it very skillfully this time.

Then, Lin Li said in a tone and posture of "hating iron for not becoming steel": "Little Zhou, it's not that I want to talk about you, but what exactly is going on with your family? With your physical fitness, how can they rest assured letting you come out to exercise alone every morning? I have to go talk to them properly; it's really something."

"Call me Grandpa!" Zhou Youwei spent a lot of effort to say these four words first.

"Okay, Grandpa Zhou. Actually, I also felt a bit awkward calling you that. If others heard, they would think we had some unspeakable relationship." Lin Li felt relieved.

Do you have even a hint of awkwardness? Didn't you call me "Little Zhou, Little Zhou" quite fluently?

This kid is truly too life-shortening.

Zhou Youwei felt that he could have lived to be 100, but now he could only live to be 101—he couldn't rest in peace even after entering the coffin, so he would just struggle to live one more year.

"An unspeakable relationship between us? We have a relationship of scammer and scam-victim!" Zhou Youwei patted the water bottle in his hand. This kid was still young and could be saved. As long as he was taught well, he could return to the right path.

He couldn't watch this kid continue like this anymore.

Lin Li was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He looked at the serious Zhou Youwei—why did the old man bring this matter up directly?

However, after thinking about it, Lin Li felt relieved. He waved his hand with a bright smile: "It's okay, Grandpa Zhou, I don't mind. I forgive you."

Knowing one's mistakes and correcting them—still a good grandpa.

To emphasize again, Lin Li was broad-minded. He hadn't taken it to heart at all when the beast Bai Bufan played support on the third game of their gaming session on the afternoon of Saturday the 12th of last month and flashed to steal his first blood.

"Let's just let this matter pass." Therefore, it was understandable that Lin Li would say such things.

Zhou Youwei, who watched Lin Li say such things to him with a bright and radiant smile, felt the disparity of the world and the fragility of an elderly person's body once again.

You forgive me?

You damn well forgave me?

Who said this kid could be saved? Who said this kid could return to the right path? Shut up; this kid is completely wasted!

This kid is the naturally evil Uchiha brat.

After the intense emotional fluctuation came a hollow calmness. Zhou Youwei, feeling bored, shook his head in disappointment, gave up on teaching him, and asked: "So, little brat... little guy, what are you here for this morning?"

"Here to exercise my body." Lin Li replied.

"Exercise your body, heh, exercise your body! Kid, I will keep an eye on you!" Zhou Youwei sneered, then said seriously.

Still wanting to find someone to scam? I absolutely won't allow it!

If it weren't for his quick reaction yesterday, he would have been caught. But the surrounding elderly people were kind-hearted and not as agile as he was; he absolutely couldn't let these neighbors and friends fall into such a predicament!

As soon as Lin Li made any unusual move, Zhou Youwei would take out his phone!

He would strike in the posture of Captain Dragonfly to record and judge all evil!

"Don't worry, you don't need to supervise me; I will be very serious." Lin Li waved his hand. He could understand Zhou Youwei's kindness as a fellow martial artist, but it wasn't necessary; the system was watching him in all directions.

However, seeing that Zhou Youwei seemed quite persistent, he didn't care.

As for whether his martial arts would be stolen, to be honest, Lin Li felt there was no need to be so anxious. First of all, not to mention how tiring it was to live like that.

Secondly, some details, without the annotations of the technique, were very difficult to notice with the naked eye. In addition, entering the second chapter required the assistance of spiritual energy. Besides himself, who had these conditions?

Your mom, thinking of this makes me angry. Even he didn't have these conditions now.

Can the Demon Suppression Division act a bit more efficiently?

Standing firm in his old spot, putting down the water bottle he brought, and taking a deep breath, Lin Li threw himself into the practice of the Body Tempering Eight-Section Brocade.

More than an hour of immersion passed just like that.

【Practiced the Body Tempering Eight-Section Brocade seriously before the Mao hour for a consecutive week, accumulating at least half a *chen* before the Chen hour. (1/7)】

Lin Li achieved racial regression again—tired like a dog.

But the feeling from last night was fed back to his body even more clearly now. Although he was more tired than yesterday, every part of him was jumping for joy, giving him a very complex feeling.

It really was damn well physically painful but mentally pleasant.

This was an experience he hadn't had at all when practicing the Eight-Section Brocade seriously yesterday.

If this continues, he will definitely become stronger.

But hopefully, he won't go bald.

"Grandpa Zhou, I'm going home to sleep in, goodbye." Dragging his exhausted body, Lin Li picked up his water bottle and said with a smile to Zhou Youwei, who was still watching him not far away.

He didn't wait for the other party to return the greeting and just left directly. He was truly too tired; he just wanted to take a shower and lie back on the bed now.

Watching Lin Li's departing back, Zhou Youwei smiled with satisfaction.

With him watching, this kid really didn't have a chance to scam anyone.

Sacrifice the individual to achieve the collective.

Today was a morning of successfully protecting the community from the invasion of the Uchiha scamming brat.

—Captain of the Community Elderly Guard Team, the silent guardian, Zhou Youwei.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 22 =====