At noon on Sunday, Wu Lehu probed his brain at the gate of the courtyard to see if the terrifying figure was there.

Half an hour after the meal time, Instructor Luo should go back to the dormitory for a lunch break. He was going to wait for her to be away and then quietly brush up on the tricks he had learned in the morning...... Although I have almost forgotten it, I have to review it even more.

Otherwise, you won't even be able to learn a trick, alas, when I used to go to school, the teacher always said that the stupid bird flies first. But he's so stupid that he can't fly at all......

"Wu Le!"

The cold voice startled him, and he reflexively stood up straight, "Here!"

"Come here. ”

Wu Le had a bitter face, and ran to Instructor Luo with a sigh in his heart. I already have low self-esteem, but after yesterday's comparison, I seem to be more and more insignificant. I came to abuse him again today, and the future is really bright, and life is so difficult that I am suffocating.

"Your qualifications are dull, and you will be able to practice the kung fu you learn in class in the future......" Anyway, if you practice, you will have your own school, and she didn't see it.

When Wu Le heard this, he felt extremely uncomfortable and felt that he had nothing to love.

"I'll teach you another set of relatively simple ones now, and I'll practice slowly at noon and evening in the future. Luo Qingyu thought for a while, "I can memorize as much as I can in the class during the day, and the rest of my personal time is dedicated to practicing this set that I teach you alone." ”

The lessons she teaches during the day are equally important, and he can't learn as much as he can.

Wu Le looked up in surprise.

Luo Qingyu glanced at him, "Don't be too happy, your qualifications are poor, you have to practice every day in the future, unless there are special circumstances." Luo Qingyu told him, "This is the only way to improve your skills, you can't teach others privately, so as not to harm others......"

It's useless for others to learn it, unless it's a power type.

However, Wu Le didn't think too much, as long as he could learn, he nodded like pounding garlic, what did she say.

The precautions are clear, and the training officially begins.

Luo Qingyu demonstrated it first, teaching round by round, and the footwork was drawn on the ground with her feet while she was acting, so that he could imitate it carefully.

There is also a mantra, which she made up, the frequency of exhalation and inhalation during the practice is very important, also known as the exhalation method, which is only applicable to this set of kung fu.

I'm afraid he won't be able to remember, the sentence is easy to understand.

"Lean up to lift your breath," take a deep breath when you raise your feet, "You Long swings his tail and puts it down," and "exhales when he swings his feet to the side when he turns around."

One big and one small are practicing Tai Chi as if they were doing it, with slow movements.

The people in the monitoring room are idle and bored, and they also learn twice, well, they are refreshed after practicing (illusion......

Hey, it's strange to say, Wu Le's footwork drawn on the ground actually comprehended quickly, and he memorized it all after practicing it a few times, but the movements of his hands and body could not be coordinated and he couldn't keep up.

"Why do you remember the painting?" Luo Qingyu was curious.

Wu Le looked dazed and scratched his head, "I don't know, my grandfather is a stonemason, and I have been learning carving from him since I was a child......" Grandpa saw that his grandson was interested, and often threw some small objects for him to imitate carving.

He may have the ability to play since he was a child, and he can't remember other things, but he remembers the patterns on small objects deeply, and he doesn't have to look at it at a glance, and he slowly carves and plays with the stone.

His parents hated him for playing with them, and they never touched him again after taking him into town. However, what remains in childhood memories cannot be erased.

Luo Qingyu: "......"

This kid is really pitting one pit after another.

It doesn't matter, she can draw dance diagrams, and naturally she can also draw martial arts diagrams. Impressed by this method, she drew all the moves on the ground, demonstrated them herself, and then asked him to look at the map for himself.

The kung fu diagram she drew last night can't be given to him for the time being, and when he memorizes all the movements, he will give him the diagram back to practice slowly, so that he may understand it more thoroughly and profoundly.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, and when Luo Qingyu taught Wu Le a new set of moves, a number of small heads poked out of a round arch......

In the afternoon, in the practice ground, a group of young students had serious faces, puffed out their cheeks and glared at Instructor Luo, protesting her eccentricity with silence.

Wu Le, who was standing at the back of the team, noticed that the dispute was caused by him, and couldn't help but bow his head weakly. He was willing to teach them, but the instructor said that he couldn't teach, so he had to hold back.

"You don't want to learn and you don't want to speak," Luo Qingyu looked at his watch, "Well, twenty minutes have passed, and I will be off work in two hours and forty minutes." You're wasting your time, not mine. ”

A group of little guys, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end, Cui Tianying couldn't help but protest, "Instructor Luo, why does Wu Le have his own set of kung fu, but we don't?"

Have your own set of kung fu, super cool!

"Yes, yes, we have to learn ...... too"

Someone opened their mouths, and a small pot friend couldn't hold it back, and they opened their mouths to express their dissatisfaction.

Tsk, these little imps.

Luo Qingyu was tired, so he simply sat in front of the pedestal at the edge of the corridor, looked around at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on Cui Tianying's serious little face, and said:

"For example, there is a little foreign friend who has transferred to your class, he doesn't know how to make chopsticks, and he can't learn to live or die, what should you do? Let him grasp it with his hands?"

"The school has knives and forks. Cui Tianying replied loudly.

"So, Wu Le can't learn your complicated set, I have to teach him a simpler set, isn't that right?"

Well, the teenagers looked at each other.

"You are gifted with great talents, and your knowledge is complex and profound. Wu Le has other strengths, so I will teach him his strengths and let him grow up with you. You are willing to give that little foreign friend a knife and fork, why don't you give Wu Le a chance to improve?

Or, in fact, you have always looked down on him and thought that he only deserved to be held back?"

When the teenagers heard this, they shook their heads and said in unison, "No!" and they didn't dare to admit that these instructors were very bad, and they would have to rectify them when they got the opportunity.

"Then do you have any comments on me teaching Wu Le another set of exercises?"

"Nope!"

"Do you want to continue studying?"

"Yes!"

"Then have all of them, run five laps around the playground and come back to learn. Luo Qingyu waved his hand.

Ah, don't~

A group of little clever ghosts suddenly hung their heads, pushed each other and began to run around the training ground......

After class, after getting familiar with all the environment and processes, Luo Qingyu called it a day on time and left the hospital. The steward sent her out, and asked as he walked, "Can others learn the set of kung fu that Wu Le was taught?"

"Better not, that's what I made up for power people. Some of these negative effects he was able to overcome with his strength. Other people's practice will cause breath disorders, and accidentally injuring the meridians will not be good, hindering progress. Luo Qingyu said frankly.

"So, Wu Le is still saved?" said the steward jokingly.

"If he can hold on. For the rest, she didn't dare to promise, "Let the people in the monitoring room not steal from school, and be careful of going crazy." The last sentence was a joke.

There is no mantra, ordinary people will get dizzy if they practice too much, and people in the Tao will get injured if they practice. In short, it is harmful and unhelpful, and you can do it yourself.

"By the way, look at those clever ghosts, don't let them steal their studies. She had warned them, fearing that some of them would not believe in evil.

"Okay, got it. ”

The steward smiled, sent her out of the door, and watched the car that picked her up leave before turning back. These few days are holidays, except for her, the rest of the teachers or young students continue to spend time in the courtyard.

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