Chapter 511: There is more information about air and space fighters than expected (5)
Mo Jingchun ran for a while while wearing headphones and listening to music. He didn’t know if it was because he hadn’t run for a long time. , the right side of my stomach hurts badly.
"Ling, what's the pain on the right side of your stomach?"
As soon as Mo Jingchun finished speaking, Ling said in the Bluetooth headset:
"Boss, I don't recommend it. You talk while running, otherwise your stomach will hurt even more.”
"Experts explain that stomach pain during running is related to spasm of people's respiratory muscles.
The diaphragm and intercostal muscles are two types of respiratory muscles. If the diaphragm spasms, it will cause cramps in the upper abdomen or left and right muscles. The phenomenon of upper abdominal pain.
During running exercise, breathing during running destroys the even and rhythmic breathing, causing the body's oxygen absorption to decrease, causing hypoxia in the body and respiratory muscle production. When fatigue occurs, the massage effect of the diaphragm on the liver will decrease, causing abdominal pain due to congestion and swelling of the liver. This is why I suggest you, boss, not to talk while running.
It will disrupt the breathing rhythm."
At this time, Zero reminded: "Boss, your heart rate is a little fast, please slow down a little."
"Think about the feeling of running in school and imagine there is someone in front of you."
Ten minutes later.
"Boss, that's it. Let's stop here today."
"If you run any more, your legs will be sore."
Mo Jingchun suddenly stopped , Peter Pan, who was running behind, looked confused.
Don’t run away now?
My warm-up hasn’t even started yet, why did it end?
When the boss entered the villa, Peter Pan looked at his brothers and smiled.
“My warm-up hasn’t even started yet, and it’s over unexpectedly.”
Zhang Yuanqi played with the dagger in his hand, suddenly raised his head and said with a smile: “Why didn’t you just say this in front of the boss? Words.”
"I'm not stupid, isn't that just trying to attract hatred?"
"Besides, no matter how much the boss trains, he may not be able to outrun me."
The quiet wild wolf spoke. Said: "Why does the boss want to run past you?"
"My boss relies on his brains to make a living, unlike us big bosses who rely entirely on physical strength."
In the house, disheveled Zhou Yaling was wearing pajamas and just got out of the elevator to make breakfast when she was surprised to find her brother Sitting calmly on the sofa drinking tea.
Zhou Yaling's mind was filled with questions.
"Brother, did you have insomnia last night?"
"Why did you say that?" Mo Jingchun glanced over and calmly took a sip of health tea. .
To be honest, the taste of this health-preserving tea is not very good, but I can’t stand Ling who keeps saying it has health-preserving effects.
“I don’t have insomnia, why did I get up so early?”
"Is it early? I went out for a run at six o'clock."
Blowing the hot air in the thermos cup, Mo Jingchun said earnestly: "Young people must be energetic. The day's plan depends on whether they know the morning or not. Do you know?”
“You don’t know how to exercise in good times.”
“Young people nowadays.” Mo Jingchun shook his head with emotion.
Zhou Yaling:? ? ? ?
Zhou Yaling approached and touched her brother's forehead, but she opened it with one hand.
“I don’t have a fever, why are you talking nonsense today.”
“Huh? Why are there wolfberries in your thermos cup???”
Something is wrong, very Something is wrong.
Suddenly, Zhou Yaling suddenly realized and said: "I know, brother, you are old."
Mo Jingchun had a black line on his face, "Go, go, can you talk?"
"You are anxious, you must have been convinced by me."
"How else could you talk to me? Just like my old man, in a thermos cup Soaking wolfberry.”
“Hahaha, as a middle-aged person, I have to soak wolfberry in a thermos cup.”
Under Mo Jingchun’s resentful look, Zhou Yaling laughed. The kitchen is making breakfast.
"Hold on, I haven't had breakfast yet."
Suck~ha~
After tasting the health tea carefully, Mo Jingchun felt that it was not that unpleasant to drink.
In the next few days, Mo Jingchun almost lived the same life every day.
I get up early in the morning for a run and spend the day in the laboratory typing data.
There was so much information about aerospace fighters that it gave Mo Jingchun a headache.
This kind of work is expected to last for another half month.
Mo Jingchun had been thinking all day long that it would be great if there was black technology like a brain computer, so that copying the knowledge in his mind to the database would not be so painful, and the efficiency would explode exponentially.
On the contrary, Ling was getting more and more excited, but he was not as excited as Ling~
For several days, Mo Jingchun got up every morning for a morning run, and Mo Jingchun really surprised Zhou Yaling.
Not to mention Zhou Yaling, even Wild Wolf and the others were surprised.
Because they discovered that the boss’ morning jogging distance was increasing every day.
Thinking back to the fact that the boss has been wearing a Bluetooth headset, it is not difficult to guess that artificial intelligence is monitoring the boss’s body data at all times.
During this period, Mo Jingchun also persuaded Zhou Yaling to run away together, but unfortunately Zhou Yaling refused without even thinking about it.
In the words of Zhou Yaling, eating is more delicious and sleeping is more comfortable. Why run when everything is good?
I still need to take a shower after running in the morning, and do I need to make breakfast?
Mo Jingchun thinks it makes sense, well, mainly because Zhou Yaling is right, you can't live without breakfast.
On Zhou Yaling's birthday, while sitting in the car on the way to the company, Mo Jingchun said: "I asked Xiao Xia to book dinner at a five-star hotel in the county. You and your uncle and aunt will also have dinner later. Grandpa said, let’s go to dinner together tonight.”
“Hey, thank you, brother.”
“Yeah~”
It was rare for someone to celebrate her birthday, and Zhou Yaling was very happy.
The last time I ate my own birthday cake was when I turned twelve.
That year there was not only cake, but also red umbrellas, red water bottles, and red socks.
Since then, I have basically spent my birthdays at school every year.
It was ordinary, without any disturbance.
In other words, when I get to college, the old man and my brother will give out a red envelope every year on his birthday.
When it was time to get off work in the afternoon, Mo Jingchun remembered his sister's instructions and held her back so that she could have time to pick flowers.
In the green belt of the park, Candy and Feiyan were busy picking bunches of flowers. Candy, who had prepared them early, even brought two pairs of scissors from home.
When I went to the kindergarten in the morning, it was detected by the machine. At the strong request of the teacher, Cantang had to temporarily give the two scissors to Sister Feiyan for safekeeping.
When two pairs of scissors were thrust into Fei Yan’s hands, Fei Yan was completely stunned.
Who can tell her why Candy has two pairs of scissors in her schoolbag? This is too dangerous.
Feiyan didn’t understand why until school was over in the afternoon.
Feiyan stood in the flower garden, holding a large bouquet of heavier and different flowers in her hands.
“That’s enough candy, there’s already a lot.”
“Okay.”
"Sister, can you wrap flowers?"
"I brought newspapers and rope~"
"I'll give it a try."
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