Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 103: An Unexpected Encounter

Lin Zhengran casually said, “I have a double bed in my room, so we can just share it. If you're uncomfortable, we can put a blanket in the middle as a divider.”

After saying that, he went to his room to drop off his bag and change clothes.

Little He Qing blinked in shock, her brain short-circuiting. Her heart pounded wildly, and she felt incredibly nervous.

Lin Yingjun, who was standing nearby, blinked as well. He trusted his son’s righteous character—after all, they had grown up together and often played and napped in the same room. But still…

He walked into his son’s room and hesitantly asked, “Ranran, about this…”

Before he could finish, Lin Zhengran explained, “I was just teasing her. I’ll sleep in the study tonight.”

His father chuckled in relief. He knew it.

Stepping out of the room, he smiled at He Qing and said, “Little Qingqing, since you’re staying over, I’ll find an extra blanket for you tonight.”

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Still unaware of the truth, He Qing blushed and looked at Uncle Lin in embarrassment. “T-Thank you, Uncle.”

By the time Lin Zhengran finished changing and freshening up, he saw He Qing curled up on the sofa, her face flushed red as if she was lost in some kind of fantasy about tonight.

“We’re leaving, He Qing.”

She was startled by his voice and immediately stood up. “Okay!”

After saying goodbye to Lin Yingjun, the two of them left the residential complex and headed straight for the town’s Taekwondo Center.

On the way, He Qing bit her lip, unable to shake off the thought of unexpectedly staying over at his house.

Seeing her dazed expression, Lin Zhengran knocked her on the head. “The competition is today. What are you daydreaming about?”

He Qing clutched her head and stammered, “N-Nothing… It’s just…”

She lowered her head, staring at the ground. “It’s just that this is my first time spending the night at your place…”

“Well, yeah, if you put it that way. But didn’t you used to sleep in my bed all the time when we were little? This isn’t the first time we’ve spent the night together.”

Hearing this, He Qing realized he was right—it wasn’t their first time.

But… sharing a bed now felt completely different from before.

Lin Zhengran reminded her, “Stop thinking about pointless stuff. Focus on the Taekwondo competition. You’ve been preparing for so long, and the match is this afternoon. Don’t let your guard down.”

He Qing nodded. “Don’t worry. After all these years of your training, there’s no way I’ll lose.”

Lin Zhengran smiled. “That’s the spirit. But if you do end up facing someone really strong, I’ll teach you a few emergency moves.”

“Mm.”

Even though they were still in town, He Qing’s Taekwondo skills had already become much more professional, unlike the mix of martial arts and basic Taekwondo she learned in kindergarten and elementary school.

Back then, the training had been all over the place and unstructured. It made sense—after all, the place was called the Children’s Taekwondo and Martial Arts Experience Hall. They taught a bit of everything.

But ever since middle school, He Qing had only been learning proper Taekwondo techniques. Many of the old, unregulated moves she had picked up before were no longer allowed.

When they arrived at the Taekwondo Center, the coach welcomed her warmly.

“He Qing! We’ll be taking the bus to the town’s competition hall in an hour. You can use this time to warm up. This morning, we’ll meet the other competitors from different dojos, and the official matches will start in the afternoon.”

“Got it, Coach.”

The coach, dressed in a crisp white Taekwondo uniform, let out a deep breath.

“Honestly, even though you signed up here at the start of middle school, I haven’t really taught you much. Most of your training came from Lin Zhengran. This place is basically just your practice ground.”

He Qing smiled sheepishly.

It was true—everything she knew was taught by Lin Zhengran. She had only learned a little from the coach when she was a clueless kid, but after transferring schools and coming back, all her training had come from Lin Zhengran.

And it wasn’t just her—the coach himself had occasionally learned from Lin Zhengran too.

For the next hour, Lin Zhengran helped He Qing with some light warm-ups.

Watching her, barefoot in her Taekwondo uniform, delivering powerful kicks to the sandbag, he couldn’t help but admire how much she had grown over the years.

An hour later, all the students boarded the bus to the town’s Taekwondo competition center.

The venue was massive. As Lin Zhengran, He Qing, and the others entered, they couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement.

There were five or six professional competition platforms, surrounded by a wide audience area, making the place feel grand and impressive.

The coach reminded everyone, “The other dojos will be arriving soon. Since you all share a love for Taekwondo, feel free to make friends and exchange contacts, but remember—the main focus today is the competition.”

Although the coach said that, in reality, small-town tournaments like this were more about socializing. After all, finding a truly outstanding athlete in a small town was rare.

As Lin Zhengran scanned the crowd, watching coaches and competitors from different dojos arrive, his eyes suddenly landed on a familiar figure.

She had long, slightly wavy hair cascading over her shoulders, a slender waist, and a pair of perfectly proportioned legs. She walked gracefully in high heels, her gaze warm and gentle.

It seemed many of the coaches already knew her—some even greeted her directly.

“President Jiang, I didn’t expect you to come watch the competition in person this time.”

That woman was none other than Jiang Jingshi.

She surveyed the venue with a scrutinizing gaze. “Didn’t you mention that there’s a very talented girl in this tournament? Stronger than your veteran students? I wanted to see for myself. Which dojo is she from?”

The coach pointed in Lin Zhengran’s direction. “She’s over there.”

Following the direction of his finger, Jiang Jingshi’s eyes landed on a familiar young man.

Their gazes met from across the room.

At first, Jiang Jingshi was surprised, but then she couldn’t help but smile.

“Well, isn’t this a coincidence…” she murmured to herself.

She lifted her hand slightly in greeting.

Lin Zhengran nodded back in acknowledgment.

Seeing this exchange, He Qing turned toward the beautiful woman in the distance and asked in surprise, “Who is that? Lin Zhengran, do you know her?”

Lin Zhengran replied, “I’ve met her once before.”

Their coach walked over and asked in shock, “Lin Zhengran, you know President Jiang?”

He Qing was puzzled. “President Jiang?”

The coach nodded. “Yeah, that’s Jiang Jingshi. Don’t let her young age fool you—she’s only about four years older than you guys, but you see how big this venue is?

This competition hall wasn’t always this grand. It was because of President Jiang’s investment that it got such a huge renovation. The tournament was actually canceled for a year, and it was only thanks to her funding that we’re able to hold it again.”

The coach then noticed Jiang Jingshi walking over and quickly straightened up. “I don’t know why she did it—maybe rich people just have their own reasons.”

He immediately greeted her. “Good afternoon, President Jiang!”

Jiang Jingshi nodded at him before another coach introduced He Qing.

“She’s the one—the strongest student from that dojo. Her name’s He Qing.”

Lin Zhengran’s coach nodded. “She’s our best student. With proper training, she could even compete at the provincial level.”

Jiang Jingshi glanced at He Qing, then at Lin Zhengran.

Seeing how closely He Qing stood next to him, clearly relying on him, Jiang Jingshi asked, “I heard He Qing is your student, but you’re not actually the one who trained her?”

The coach scratched his head awkwardly. “That’s right, President Jiang. It was mostly this kid, Lin Zhengran, who trained her. He never officially signed up for Taekwondo, but his talent is incredible—I even learn from him sometimes.”

Jiang Jingshi looked at Lin Zhengran in surprise, thinking to herself, He really is good at everything… Even his sister probably doesn’t know he’s skilled in Taekwondo.

Clicking her heels against the floor, she approached him with a warm smile.

“Well, well, Ranran, fancy meeting you here.”

“I wasn’t expecting to run into you here either, Jiang Jie.”

He Qing looked back and forth between the beautiful woman and Lin Zhengran, suddenly feeling that something about this situation was… strange.

A girl’s intuition.