America, outskirts of San Francisco, a certain training base.
Sheng Sheng looked up at Chao Lu. He knew that this person would never soften his heart because of his pleading or whining. The little guy snorted, not bothering to argue with him. Today, dad and mom would come to see him, but that didn't mean he could skip the pre-breakfast appetizer: a ten-kilometer run.
Sheng Sheng's long eyelashes fluttered slightly, trying hard to conceal his emotions. He gritted his teeth—it's no big deal, just run. Just like Chao Lu said: boys should squeeze out greatness from a young age. Without a strong physique, all other tricks are empty talk. He didn't mind building a foundation from a young age. In fact, back home, dad would also tell him that men should exercise in the morning. Occasionally, he would join his dad for morning workouts.
Ah, dad is so good to himself, running just one kilometer is enough.
