"I'll get up now, Mom, you can go out first." Li Ling responded and called for Zhuang's mother to leave.
I have an adult mindset; I just woke up and haven't even put on my clothes yet.
Mrs. Zhuang laughed and scolded, "You brat, you're flesh of my flesh, what part of me haven't I seen?"
Despite saying that, Mrs. Zhuang still went outside.
"Hurry up, come back after your run with your dad, wash up and have breakfast, don't be late for school."
"Okay, you can go out now, I need to get dressed."
Zhuang Yan is currently a senior in high school. It's already the end of March, and there are only three months left until the college entrance examination in June.
"I still have to go to school!" Li Ling scratched his head, his short hair no longer styled in his usual slicked-back way.
"By the way, system, I've become Zhuang Yan, so what about the real Xiao Zhuang?" Li Ling quickly asked the system, thinking of this question.
"The host and Zhuang Yan are the same person, so please don't worry."
Furthermore, the system has consumed too much energy traversing world barriers and is about to enter a state of dormancy. We wish the host the best of luck in completing this mission.
The system said something and then fell silent.
"System, system!" Li Ling called out.
However, the system became completely unresponsive, and Li Ling had no choice but to accept the outcome.
...
Was he really Zhuang Yan? Li Ling was a little confused, but since the system had told him this, he would take it seriously.
I got up, got dressed, went to the bathroom, and looked at my youthful face in the mirror.
Li Ling pinched his cheek, which already resembled Zhuang Yan's face from the TV series, and looked down at his own muscular body.
Li Ling couldn't help but marvel at the system's power once again. This time, his appearance was transformed into Zhuang Yan's, unlike his completely unchanged face in the world of "As the Gods Said".
This system is truly somewhere between awesome and mediocre; it's amazing!
Li Ling gave the system a thumbs up.
Stepping out of the yard, Mr. Zhuang was already doing some simple warm-up exercises.
Mr. Zhuang was tall, the same height as Li Ling, at 1.85 meters. He was very strong and had a powerful presence.
Zhuang's father was a soldier. After leaving the army, he returned to his hometown of Handan and became a basketball coach, working for the city's sports team. Later, he met Zhuang's mother through an introduction, and the couple got married and had Zhuang Yan in 1975.
This year is 1992, and Zhuang Yan is seventeen years old.
Zhuang Yan's health wasn't very good when he was a child, so his father started training him to improve his physical condition.
So when Zhuang Yan was in elementary school, his father threw him into his basketball team, where he trained with a bunch of 17- and 18-year-old boys.
It should be said that Zhuang Yan is very resilient. He couldn't run 5 kilometers at first, so he ran 1000 meters. After half a year, Zhuang Yan was able to run 5 kilometers.
Now, the first thing Zhuang Yan does every morning is go for a run with his father, 10 kilometers every day, rain or shine.
After doing some warm-up exercises, Li Ling went for a run with Zhuang's father.
With his current physical condition, Li Ling easily ran 10 kilometers. After returning, he washed his slightly sweaty body, brushed his teeth, and the three of them ate breakfast.
Breakfast is simple: steamed buns, porridge, and two side dishes. Northerners love to eat wheat-based foods.
Li Ling was from Xidu. He loved eating steamed buns with vegetables, and he enjoyed it very much.
There was no awkwardness between Li Ling and Zhuang Yan's parents. Having received Zhuang Yan's memories of more than ten years, Li Ling is now Zhuang Yan, but without experiencing a mental split. This is all thanks to the system in his mind.
After finishing her meal, at 7:05, Li Ling packed her schoolbag and went to school, where she began her morning reading at 7:40.
The school isn't far, only a 20-minute walk. As for my parents, they start work at 9 am, so they're not in a rush.
Walking down the street, Li Ling thought of Xiao Ying.
In Zhuang Yan's memory, he had a crush on Xiao Ying when he was in the third grade of elementary school.
At that time, she was the school's exercise leader, the little girl who led the exercises on stage during recess. Who else could it be but Xiaoying?
Many students had a crush on Xiaoying at the time.
In Xiao Zhuang's heart, that lovely girl was his angel, the embodiment of all his fantasies about beauty and purity, and his eternal dream lover.
Xiao Zhuang often stared blankly at Xiao Ying's figure, which fluttered like a butterfly.
Xiao Zhuang has loved literature since childhood and has an exceptional memory, having memorized many beautiful poems.
He wrote many poems praising Xiaoying, but Xiaoying never read them.
Later, when they went to junior high school, Xiao Zhuang and Xiao Ying were finally assigned to the same class and even became deskmates.
Later, they fell in love.
They were innocent and carefree children, going to and from school together, doing homework together, and that was about it. Sometimes they would hold hands during class, sneakily.
But no one dared to do anything in private, especially when they were alone together.
Xiao Zhuang was very timid back then, unlike later when he grew up and became so uninhibited with girls.
In Xiao Zhuang's memory, Xiao Xiang cared for him like an older sister, and he relied on her like a younger brother.