My Mother Is a Fitness Expert

[No rebirth and time travel], [No golden fingers], [No bad guidance and hints] In the summer when he turned eighteen, Lu Ming lost two things at the same time - his college entrance examination transcript and his job in a printing factory. During the day, he was the youngest temporary worker in the workshop, stuffing waste paper edges into snakeskin bags and listening to the senior employees talk about mortgages and children. At night, he is the most silent cleaner in the gym, mopping the floor, wiping the equipment, changing garbage bags, and looking at the black and blue under his eyes in the mirror at one o'clock in the morning. Until that night, he met Su Nian, also eighteen years old, at the door of a convenience store. She handed him a bottle of water and said, "I didn't pass the exam either. I'm also working part-time." Two young people who had been matured by life in advance began to learn to keep each other warm late at night in the city. But Lu Ming didn't know that behind him, there was a mother who spent twenty years holding up the sky above his head.