Chapter 99 Hypocritical

There was a big oolong, Li Laosan scratched his head and ears.

Continue to invite?A junior who is a student of Hua Dao can't do much, but a student of accounting can still do accounting; let's stop here?It's too obvious to use people forward and not backward.

Fortunately, Lao Qin has clear brows and eyes, and he laid the steps steadily:

"Third Brother, for me, I should focus on my studies first. If I can't guarantee that I will become a great director or something one day, and make a movie for Hongmen, why don't we just recruit people!"

"Then it's a deal! Junior brother, you study hard, third brother is waiting for you."

"A word is settled!"

Li Laosan finally resolved the embarrassment, and after chatting for a few words, he planned to get up and leave.

"Third brother."

The junior brother grabbed him and said: "I have some martial arts matters, I want to hear your opinion."

"Say it, what are you talking about with me?"

……

In the morning, the cheap master was addicted to his mouth, and at noon he got drunk with the old wine brought by his old enemy; but the cheap apprentice was small-minded, and his heart was very contradictory.

Lao Qin admitted that what Li Bazhi said was right, especially because of the problem of out-of-shape movements caused by sparring, it sounded the alarm for him, and it was like a blow to the head.

The problem is that the impact on practice is not only out of shape, but also to improve actual combat experience and increase the time for simulated confrontation. The so-called good fortune is hard to give up, how precious is the time for simulated confrontation!

What's more, Xiao Niandou's next set of boxing after finishing training is to find the bridge, which is his long-awaited footwork and legwork. This is the most distressing thing when he is practicing against Laka. Now the opportunity to learn is right in front of him. , who is willing to give up.

So...should stop and stabilize the foundation?Or start learning to find bridges as soon as possible?

For others, this is just a matter of taking one step at a time, but for Lao Qin, it is the top priority - without a goal, there is no way to make a plan, and if he doesn't make a plan, he will die!

That's how hypocritical!

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The third brother expressed that he could not understand his brain circuit, but this did not prevent him from giving suggestions:

"My father told me that when you learn to stick your hands, ask me to practice with you more. I don't think you should wait any longer. We brothers will help each other first, and let the third brother see your ability."

"Okay! Thank you, third brother."

Today is the Hungry Ghost Festival, and Chinatown is the only place where paper burning is allowed. On weekdays, Chinese scattered all over the place gather here to pay homage to their relatives.Now the police and fire are stopped at the intersection. If they dare to fight here, they will be knocked down within 5 minutes.

Li Laosan is a local snake. He took his junior brother around and came to a warehouse door. He took out the key and opened it. He said with a smile: "This is the stronghold of the brothers. When we are bored, we can have a barbecue and drink together."

Sure enough, there was a tangy barbecue smell when entering the door. The greedy old Qin swallowed wildly, and the third senior brother was puzzled when he saw it: "As for it! It smells like this? Wait, third brother will call for you, tonight Let's have BBQ."

Lao Qin swallowed his saliva, stopped the senior brother who was about to dial, and said: "Don't, don't, hehe, let me tell you the truth, third brother, I haven't eaten this food for a long time, let's talk about it later, let's start?"

"My forehand is itchy, let's go! Hey? What are you doing?"

It was Lao Qin who stretched out his right fist in front of his senior brother.

"Isn't it all like this? Before I start a fight with the sparring partner I hired, I have to bump fists."

"Are you so f*cking... good, good, fist bumping." The seniors don't care too much, thinking about teaching the disciples to behave after the fight.

At the end of the ceremony, the junior brother started a fight, asked the way with the right palm, and protected the heart with the left palm. Seeing the senior brother approaching, he immediately turned his asking hand to the front palm, and slapped the senior brother on the forehead with a "snap".

"Stop, stop."

Unprepared, Li Laosan was caught by him, covered his head and took two steps back, and shouted angrily: "You are the one who fights like this! Squad practice, you make a move earlier?"

After finishing speaking, he recalled his younger brother's experience of learning boxing, and asked curiously: "Didn't my father teach you rules?"

Old Qin Zheng was wondering, seeing his brother's figure and eyes did not look like someone who had never fought in actual combat, how could he succeed so easily, when he heard his question, he quickly replied: "No... I'm sorry, third brother."

"Forget it, don't blame those who don't know, let me explain to you first." The third senior brother was helpless, who would he blame for his father's fault?No wonder the junior brother had to bump fists before sparring, because he followed the rules of boxing.

"Let's not talk about the red tape, let's talk about the rules first, "Compete with the same skill, stay strong and not hold back", that is, you can fight as you want, but don't use your strength, understand? "

Lao Qin nodded, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Secondly, hand in hand, what do you call hand in hand without touching each other? You have to wait until I'm ready too, and we can start after we put our wrists together, understand?"

Lao Qin continued to nod, and the chick continued to peck at the rice.

"Third, for the first time we practiced against each other like us, we don't know each other's depth, and we fight when we can't come up. We pay attention to the fact that the fists and feet can't reach the body-that is, the fists can't hit the body. You come over with one move, and I will break it after you stop. Moves, and vice versa. Only when we have figured it out in our hearts can we make moves at the same time."

The rice on the ground is gone.

The junior brother opened his posture, and the third senior brother came closer, this time he was more careful, and greeted in advance: "You are the junior brother, you make the move first."

Clasping wrists is actually to measure the distance between each other.

When a person straightens his arms, there is a fist in front of the wrist, so when the arms are about the same length, the fist can hit the opponent just as soon as the wrist is put together.

Qin Zhan still started with a straight palm, and stopped after touching his senior brother's forehead.

Li Laosan waited for him to come to a steady stop, he used his left palm to push back, and at the same time punched him with a right punch.

In a similar way, he also resisted the idea of ​​making an immediate strike, and reacted only after the punch stopped, but it was the distorted left hand that made him reprimanded by the cheap master, and the right right hand that was slapped away at the same time. The palm is arched like a snake, first turning the flicking hand, and then immediately connecting the pointing hand.

Li Laosan frowned tightly, resisting to continue to accompany him to unravel the moves, and waited until all the [-] moves of Xiao Nian Tao were used, then took a step back to signal to stop.

"Third Brother, why did you stop?" Old Qin Zheng had a great time fighting. He had never fought against his classmates before. .

The other party sighed and said:

"It seems that my vision is far worse than my father's. What he said is right, junior brother, you should practice more basic skills when you go back!"

"The third brother was also a fighter in the sect before he became the black flag manager. No matter black skin, white skin, monkey, or aborigine, he has seen battles with them, so I understand your desire to fight as soon as possible."

"But boxing is not something to worry about. It's too early to get into actual combat with just a set of small ideas. Now you are not only dealing with wrong moves, but also many of your moves are out of shape."

As he spoke, he took the sparring just now as an example. It was not as profound as Li Bazhi, but he pursued the attack effect more.

The lighting in the warehouse was not good, and people were blurred while talking. Lao Qin looked up and found that the sky was already dark.Li Laosan noticed his movements, so he stopped explaining, and finally persuaded him:

"Junior brother, you can achieve this level by relying on the teaching video. You are indeed an out-and-out genius. But as a senior brother, I advise you, don't worry!"

"I learned boxing at the age of seven, and I have practiced it for 15 years. The more I practice, the more I feel the importance of the basics. But some movements have become a habit, just like your hands-on. If you practice correctly, you will get out of shape when you use them. It’s hard to change now!”

Old Qin listened quietly, remembering every word in his heart.

……

It was getting late and the streets were bustling.

The bear children were driven home, and some of the female relatives stayed at home according to the custom. The rest of the people gathered at each intersection to pay homage to the deceased relatives according to the custom of their hometown.

Although Chinese people will worship on the Ghost Festival, the customs are different from place to place.

There are those who burn ingots, those who burn paper people, paper horses, boys and girls, and those who follow the trend and burn mobile phones and TVs;

Even the paper money is different, some are round on the outside and square on the inside, like an enlarged version of copper coins;

Underworld Yinsi, Bodhisattva Buddha, Jade Emperor... all kinds of gods come together on the stage.

Lao Qin was from the north, so he bought a few bundles of yellow paper according to the local custom, and exchanged a hundred yuan RMB with the shop assistant by the way.Find a secluded place, count out twenty or thirty pieces of yellow paper, align the corners, and press firmly on the yellow paper with a banknote.

——Grandpa Sun is not a blood relative after all, so it's not good to bring burnt paper to the old man's house. Besides, he really doesn't know if US dollars are accepted in the underworld. Think about it, the official currency of my Great China is more reliable.

If you can’t go to the grave, you can only find a crossroads to burn paper. In the north, it’s called “Wang Kong”. Originally, a stick should be used to draw a circle on the ground and leave an entrance and exit for the deceased.

However, there are many antique buildings and wooden decorations in Chinatown, and the local government does not allow them to be ignited directly, so when he bought burning paper, he also bought a special brazier, and after lighting the road guides, he put the paper money into it one by one.

Qin Zhan had never met his so-called relatives, so he couldn't say how sad he was.

However, watching the paper gradually turn into ashes, and then rise up with heat, or spin into the air, or fall with the wind, it seems that there are really unknown beings manipulating them.

There was a sobbing sound in the distance.

Looking up, there are those who are as indifferent as him, some with sad faces, and there are not a few who cry bitterly, and more people murmur in low voices, communicating with their deceased relatives across the air.

It is said that the [-]th day of July is for ghosts to listen to human words, but Lao Qin thinks that this place is actually full of human fireworks. Except for those who listen to the words of the witch and send money to ask the ancestors to leave quickly, most people report good news and not bad ones. Peace of mind and joy in another world.

……

Grandpa Sun lives in the backyard of the store, and there is no guest room at home. Lao Qin booked a room nearby before leaving.

——Although he himself is a magic stick, he is still afraid of bringing bad luck to the old man.

Back at the hotel, the girl at the front desk was no stranger to the smoke and fire of the occupants, but just reminded that there was hot water in the guest room as a matter of routine.

After a simple wash, he lay on the bed and stared at the TV, but he had no idea what he was watching.

"Don't think about it, why don't you do a few sets of fist and face push-ups first?" Zi Yu didn't know when to appear, and suggested softly.

Lao Qin stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms, and said in a muffled voice: "I don't want to move. I just feel very confused and depressed all of a sudden. I don't know what to do and I don't bother to think about it. Do you think I've got into a dead end again?"

The young lady could understand his mood, and comforted him softly: "You are just in a bad state, stop thinking about it."

People's emotions are very strange, sometimes they will be inexplicably happy, and feel that the sky is blue, the water is clear, and the smog can smell the smell of hometown; sometimes they will be depressed for no reason, which is Lao Qin.

It's just that people in this state often refuse to admit it, "Don't be lazy with me, I'm too lazy to compare with you" is the best description for this kind of person.

"I'm not thinking wildly."

He said: "Li Bazhi and Third Brother are right. I am indeed a little anxious. I just don't want to move and I am too lazy to think about the next plan. Please help me."

Ziyu is a health care coach, and he knows that athletes sometimes have this kind of situation, just like a certain national table tennis champion nicknamed "Tibetan Mastiff", who couldn't find his form in the Olympics.

The best way is to give him a strong stimulus, just like a fat man who doesn't know how to play, after roaring, the frightened Tibetan Mastiff abruptly regained its state.

But this trick can't be used against Lao Qin, he's such an idiot, and the current state is so serious that he must be impatient.

The young lady is tired, but she can only coax him: "Okay, okay, I will make a plan for you. The first thing in the plan is to get up quickly, sir. Let's do a few sets of cardiopulmonary exercise, shall we?"

Old Qin got up sullenly.

He didn't bring a change of clothes, so he took off his clothes and pants, put on boxers, moved the tea table and armchair in the room, and started exercising following Ziyu's command.

"Let's run with high legs first, come on!"

"one two three four five six seven eight."

"Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Legs up! Up up!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

……

"Take a break for 5 minutes, how about it, is it better?"

Seeing sweat slightly, he calmed down and said, "It's much better, come again!"

"Okay, let's do another set of aerobics, come on!"

……

Knowing that he was depressed, Ziyu chose strenuous exercise. With the increase of heart rate, the nerves gradually became excited, and the body spontaneously adjusted to the direction of exercise, and the depressed state was gradually eliminated.

Until you are sweating profusely, there is no more boredom.

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"Baby, what are you doing?" Before falling asleep, the little sister disappeared with a snickering smile, and the scumbag rubbed his waist to greet his girlfriend.

"Ahhh! My dear, come back soon, I miss you so much!" Amanda's frantic scream came from the other end of the phone, as well as the knock on the door and Kume Chiyo's voice after hearing her scream. Inquiry.

She was used to her boyfriend's company, she was fine at work, and could always find something to distract her; when she returned to the bedroom, she couldn't hide it anymore, it seemed that more than half of her life was missing.

"I miss you too, leave tomorrow morning, wait for me to deliver your meal at noon, be good." Lao Qin had to coax her.

The girl continued to act coquettishly: "Then no matter where you go next time, I will be with you, don't leave me behind!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take you everywhere, go to sleep."

……

After a phone call, Xiao Chiyo spent 2 minutes on the phone, and the rest was firmly occupied by Amanda. She didn't know what she was talking about, anyway, she just wanted to talk, and wanted to express all her thoughts.

Lao Qin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he thought to himself, the old man only came out for a day, okay?What kind of trouble is it as if the whole life is parting from death?

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