on the stadium.

Some of the students of the School of Chinese Studies are taking their final exams.

The College of Chinese Studies of Wucheng University of Arts and Sciences is a college that integrates the major of Chinese arts with other quintessences and traditional skills of the Xia Kingdom.

Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, as well as wood carving, porcelain, sword casting, etc., are all included in the relevant professional courses of the College of Chinese Studies.

But.

The College of Sinology has the largest number of students studying Guoshu.

For other quintessential technical majors, the least is only one student.

In the outdoor examination room of the stadium, there were two students competing against Tai Chi, and they still played well, but they didn't know what the actual combat effect was.

Of course.

Even as an art form, it's pretty good.

However, Ding Yue still hopes that the students can learn real hard kung fu.

"Principal Ding, at present, our national arts major is mainly based on Taijiquan, Xingyi Boxing and Baguazhang. ”

The head of the Academy of Chinese Studies is called Wu Changdao, he is a master of Chinese Studies in Xia Kingdom in this parallel world, and Ding Yue was invited by Ding Yue for a lot of money.

"If we are majoring in Chinese arts, although we mainly focus on actual combat, we also need to take theoretical classes, right?

"Principal Ding, the relevant textbooks are compiled and printed by several teachers majoring in Chinese arts. Wu Changdao replied.

Really.

It's actually the same as an esports gaming academy.

Because the textbooks of the e-sports game academy are also compiled and printed by relevant teachers.

"Sun Chengkang, Tai Chi final test, qualified!"

"Wang Sankai, Xingyi Boxing final test, qualified!"

"Chen Dan, Wing Chun final test, qualified!"

On the playground, the teacher is taking the students to the final test of the national art major, and the students seem to be qualified.

"Director Wu, how is our national art, how is the actual combat ability, can you fight?"

Ding Yue is actually quite worried that the students majoring in Chinese martial arts are learning to embroider their legs.

In the future, if you are knocked to the ground by a punch like Master Ma, it will be a shame.

"You can definitely play, but it takes a long and hard training. Wu Changdao nodded, and then looked at Principal Ding: "Principal Ding, why don't you give it a try?"

"Yes. ”

Ding Yue wanted to see if the students majoring in national arts had learned real kung fu.

"Sun Chengkang, come here. ”

Director Wu Changdao called the students who had just taken the Tai Chi test.

Then he asked two students to move a large mat and put it on the ground, which was also to protect Principal Ding from being severely dropped even if he was knocked down.

"Director Wu, are you looking for me?"

After Sun Chengkang walked over, he asked suspiciously.

Ding Yue glanced at this Sun Chengkang, he was actually quite strong, and he could see at a glance that he had a strong physical fitness.

Truly.

How much strength can you exert in overcoming rigidity with softness even if you practice Tai Chi?

In the final analysis, if you practice Chinese arts, you must have a strong physical fitness.

After all, this is not a national art flow novel, and there is no such thing as killing a taekwondo master in one move at every turn!

"Classmate Sun Chengkang, you can use Tai Chi with Principal Ding later. Wu Changdao told Sun Chengkang and said: "Principal Ding wants to see the Tai Chi you learned, so you don't have to think that you are facing the principal, so you can restrain yourself and let go." ”

Hearing this, Ding Yue nodded, and also said to Sun Chengkang: "Yes, let me see the real kung fu of your students majoring in national arts." ”

"That's offended. ”

Sun Chengkang said to Principal Ding embarrassedly.

Ding Yue boasted that his physical fitness was okay, so he wouldn't be knocked down by a student of the same age as him, right?

Soon, Ding Yue and Sun Chengkang stood on the mat.

Sun Chengkang made the classic Tai Chi moves.

Ding Yue is very simple and rude, and when he goes up, he is ready to swing his fist and finish the matter.

The two faced off for a moment.

Ding Yue quickly stepped forward and punched Sun Chengkang hard.

As a result, Ding Yue seemed to hit cotton, and the force of this punch was directly resolved by Sun Chengkang's Tai Chi move.

Before Ding Yue could react, Sun Chengkang's palm had already pushed to his chest, and then suddenly a very strong force erupted.

Ding Yue was directly pushed away, staggered and finally fell to the ground.

"I'll go!"

Ding Yue This is the first time he has seen the actual application of Taijiquan, and he can really defeat himself with one move?

"Look at it, Principal Ding was knocked down by Sun Chengkang with one move. ”

"Hahaha, Principal Ding is not enough to fight. ”

"Nonsense, as long as Principal Ding's family has money, it doesn't matter whether he can fight or not. ”

"Hey, hey, I filmed Principal Ding the moment he fell to the ground just now. ”

"Send it to me. ”

"I want Kangkang too!"

The surrounding students began to talk about it.

"Principal Ding, are you okay?"

After Wen Ruohan saw that Principal Ding was knocked down, he hurriedly stepped forward and helped Principal Ding up.

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Ding Yue touched his chest, then looked at Sun Chengkang in surprise, and nodded with satisfaction: "Guoshu Taijiquan, there is really something to do, study hard, and you will definitely be successful in the future!"

"Thank you, Principal Ding. Sun Chengkang bowed politely to Ding Yue.

"Principal Ding, Sun Chengkang is the best seedling of our national art major. Wu Changdao stepped forward at this time and said with a smile.

When Ding Yue heard this, he immediately glared at Wu Changdao.

I thought to myself, you old guy, didn't you tell me before you beat him that he was the most powerful student in the national arts major?

Well, now that I've been knocked down by a move, it's a little embarrassing.

"Yes, I hope that our national arts major can cultivate real national arts masters, instead of swaggering liars like Master Ma!"

Ding Yue told Director Wu Changdao.

"Well, what Principal Ding said is that someone like Master Ma is simply embarrassing to us Xia Guoshu, but fortunately, our students are diligent and hardworking, practicing every day, I believe that over time, they will definitely carry forward the Guoshu. ”

Wu Changdao echoed Principal Ding's words and said.

"Okay, I'm waiting for that day to come, in addition to the national arts, how do the students of other majors in our Academy of Chinese Studies take the final test?"

Ding Yue knows that the College of Chinese Studies is not only a major in Chinese arts.

There are also many traditional skills.

"Why don't you take Principal Ding to take you to see the final test of the students majoring in carving skills?"

"Okay. ”

"Several students who studied Peking Opera two days ago have already passed the final test, and now they are probably on their way back to their hometown. ”

Wu Changdao accompanied Ding Yue on the way to the teaching building of the Institute of Chinese Studies and chatted.

This is already the second week of the final exams, and the exams for some majors have all ended, so students can already go back to their hometowns during the winter vacation.

After all, this is a university campus, and there is generally no specific holiday date for the end of the semester.

Usually, as long as all the exams for the major are over, then the students can go home for the holidays.

"Principal Ding, Director Huang just called and said......"

When he was about to walk to the teaching building of the Academy of Chinese Studies, the hurried voice of the secretary Wen Ruohan suddenly came from behind him.