"If I hadn't met you, where would I be, how my life was, and whether I should cherish my life......"

On the way back, a small van with goods slowly passed by, and Teresa Teng's tactful and melodious voice floated out of the car. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It's no wonder that the van drove slower than the bicycle at this time.

I just don't know what intoxicates him, is Teresa Teng's singing, or the person waiting for him at home?

The singing brought Xu Guangling into his childhood, the day when he was taken by his mother to listen to the song, and because of this, for a while, his mood fell into softness, and he was also a little sad. This kind of sadness is destined to accompany a lifetime, it is impossible to fade from life, and Xu Guangling will not allow it to fade.

However, the sadness actually only lasted for a short time, and soon, following this song, Xu Guangling's thoughts turned to the acquaintance with Mr. Zhang.

It was almost the first time in six or seven years that he had taken the initiative to greet someone.

And then this greeting brought about a wonderful encounter.

I won't talk about getting Tai Chi from Zhang Lao or anything, the focus is on this talk at night. Yesterday, today, only two days, Xu Guangling felt that the world had opened a new window in front of him.

And from this window, the world is also new.

Whether it was the "appetizer" that was not nourishing yesterday, or the explanation of high blood pressure afterwards, or today's explanation of the five internal organs from the beginning of the cold to the living room, Xu Guangling had a feeling of sudden enlightenment, and it was really suddenly enlightened.

This made Xu Guangling confirm once again that Mr. Zhang Lao was indeed a master, just like the legendary super master of the hidden world.

But in fact, this old man is not a hermit, or, as the sentence "small hidden in the wild, hidden in the city, big hidden in the court", the old man is actually the kind of person hidden in the city?

The waist gold has been withdrawn, and the news is also common. The world wants to know Gao Zhai, but Kecun Zhao Shilang.

Inexplicably, Xu Guangling remembered the poem he had read, but he shook his head, on the one hand, he interrupted this kind of nonsense, and on the other hand, he secretly sighed at the wonder of the world. ――Who would have thought that a random greeting in the park would lead to such a person?

After these two days, Xu Guangling began to look forward to tomorrow, the day after tomorrow and the night after.

And such an old man is a little inexplicably kind and valued him, which also makes Xu Guangling feel honored, but also a little pressure.

Of course, pressure is also motivation.

No matter what the evening lecture meant, Xu Guangling had already decided to cherish this opportunity. Anyway, he doesn't have anything to do all day and night, in fact, even if he has something to do, can't he spare an hour a day?

In two days and two hours, Zhang Lao opened up a new world for him.

And if this continues, it lasts for ten days, a hundred days...... Xu Guangling didn't know how much he could get from Zhang Lao.

In fact, he didn't know how long this kind of explanation would last, maybe it would be interrupted in three or five or seven days? And it was precisely because he didn't know that Xu Guangling cherished every opportunity, of course, what he cherished extraordinarily, in addition to studying, what Xu Guangling cherished more was actually getting along with such an old man.

Or, you can add Mr. Chen?

At present, Xu Guangling has only gotten a loose hand from Mr. Chen, and of course, there is also the previous guidance on Taijiquan. But in fact, Mr. Chen's feeling to Xu Guangling is quite different from Mr. Zhang's, and it's not easy to say what the specific differences are, in short, they are different.

But the two old men are good friends.

Starting from Mr. Zhang, in line with the principle of "loving the house and Wu", Xu Guangling decided to respect Mr. Chen more in the future.

In fact, it's not disrespectful now, but it's really just an ordinary respect for the seniors.

In such a faint thought, he quickly returned to the rented place, and took the opportunity to calm down in the room, Xu Guangling couldn't help it, and beat the four moves taught by Mr. Chen from beginning to end!

This time, the cool and hot feeling of the palms of the hands, feet, and the top of the head was more obvious.

But because of Zhang Lao's explanation, Xu Guangling didn't care about these at all at this time, and only focused on the move itself.

There is a story of "absent-minded horses" in history, saying that King Zhao Xiang learned to drive from the prince, and soon after the two competed, Lao Zhao changed horses three times in a row, and lost to Xiao Wang, and Lao Zhao was uncomfortable: "Xiao Wang, you are not kind, I don't give less salary, right?

Xiao Wang smiled bitterly: "During the competition, my heart is in the horse, your heart is in the race, I am one in the horse, you don't belong to the mind, what do you use to win me?"

Xu Guangling has read this story, so naturally he will not make such a mistake at this time.

So much so that this time the practice seemed to be immersed in a deeper level. And after Zhang Lao's explanation tonight, Xu Guangling already generally knew that the feeling of cold and heat was probably the autonomous surge or watering of qi and blood.

In other words, when he does this kind of sanshou, he moistens and cleanses his entire body from head to toe and from foot to head through qi and blood.

He had a vague feeling yesterday, but now he knows that this feeling is not wrong, but true. Good physical feedback and good psychological expectations, these two add up, resulting in Xu Guangling really being physically and mentally refreshed after practicing.

There is a feeling of transparency inside and out.

Of course, the slight fly in the ointment is that at this time, should you take a shower?

So, a moment later, in the bathroom, tilting his head slightly, letting the water pouring down from the shower wash his whole body, Xu Guangling felt that he seemed to be about to narcissist.

After taking a shower, sitting at the desk, Xu Guangling took notes seriously.

It was still the same as yesterday, first recording in detail what Zhang Lao said, followed by what he was right, and then some of his relevant thoughts at that time and at this time. After the notes were finished, Xu Guanglingfu opened the notebook again and began to build files.

A formal, outlined record of the lectures.

Xu Guangling vaguely felt that he had to do this. But in fact, even if it is not necessary, it will not be in the way if you do it, and it will not waste much time anyway.

Xu Guangling's typing speed at this time is much faster than he used to be, and it is not only fast typing, but more importantly, it is a comprehensive familiarity with computer operation, just like he picked up a knife to cut shredded potatoes, fast speed is only one aspect, more is actually a kind of overall flow.

So, the whole process took him five minutes, and then called it a day.

After the end of the day, it's time for the routine data search.

Well, there is no routine.

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Thank you for the recommendation vote support of "Dream Quietly Flies Through the Night".

In addition, new books are on the shelves, you know, I want to ask for a monthly pass again. At the end of the next chapter, including the end of the following chapter, I will give two kinds of thanks. (To be continued.) )