Chapter 276 Garbage School (Seven Changes)
Chapter 276: Garbage School
Lu Shanmin sat down quietly, without the ecstasy just now.
In a short period of time, it is tantamount to a fantasy to be able to call up the internal qi hidden in the limbs and hundreds of bones anytime and anywhere.
Not to mention turning into internal strength to fight out, if Mu Yicheng hits a few heavy punches, maybe that little wisp of qi will be scattered before it has time to play a role, and the inner fist is about a breath in the abdomen, after being scattered, what effect can it have.
Even if you can turn it into internal strength and fight it out, the little internal qi that you can adjust can support a few punches of internal strength.
Other practitioners of internal boxing, the internal qi practiced is stored in the dantian, only because of illness, Lao Huang used the method of rolling noodles and dumplings, and forcibly introduced these practiced internal qi into the limbs and hundreds of remains. As a result, although he began to practice internal qi eight years ago, until now, the dantian is also empty, and in order to use this internal qi, he must first introduce the dantian from the limbs and hundreds of remains. It is already difficult to achieve something in the practice of internal boxing, and it takes a lot of time, which makes it even more difficult.
For more than ten years, except for a few days in the hospital coma, the practice of Tai Chi has never stopped, and Lu Shanmin does not know to what extent he has practiced internal qi and internal strength.
The only thing I know now is that the qi that can be drawn from the limbs and bones is very limited, and in the process of exerting force or being beaten, these internal qi can easily return to the limbs and bones.
If one day Lu Shanmin can realize the anger, it will be a good thing, because this is a complete internal qi circulation, which is more in line with the concept of the Tao law naturally growing, but now, Lu Shanmin has a little headache, the internal qi exported is less, and it takes a lot of time, so it seems a little chicken ribs in the process of fighting.
In a real battle, no opponent will stop to recharge your batteries.
Practice makes perfect, and Lu Shanmin, who has practiced calligraphy for more than ten years, understands this truth very well.
Repeatedly channeling qi into the dantian, repeatedly using sanda moves to hit the internal strength, until exhausted before stopping.
Before I knew it, time passed quickly, and when I looked at the time, it was past midnight.
After a day of competition, and after practicing for several hours of internal strength, Rao is body as strong as Lu Shanmin also felt exhausted.
In particular, the link of concentrating and guiding qi into the dantian is too energy-consuming.
Putting his attention on one point for a long time, the consumption of mental power made Lu Shanmin feel exhausted.
Lu Shanmin did not force himself to continue practicing, practicing boxing and practicing calligraphy are the same principle, the expensive thing is to accumulate bit by bit, and it will be self-defeating to rush for success.
I took a hot bath, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, I got up before dawn, in addition to practicing words and Tai Chi in the past, now there is another compulsory course, which is to practice qi conduction into the dantian and inner boxing.
After playing a game for a day yesterday, Mu Dongyun gave Lu Shanmin a day off and let him have a good rest.
Today is Monday, and last week, because he didn't go to the old professor's class because of the preparation for the competition, Lu Shanmin walked towards the financial college with a notebook and a pen.
Before I even entered the classroom, there was a loud and noisy sound from inside, which used to come before or between classes, but not as loud as this time.
Walking into the classroom, the students who used to attend classes were gathered in a class today, and the number of students was more than the class that the old professor focused on at the end of the last semester.
Lu Shanmin appeared, and the whole classroom fell silent.
After a few moments, the classroom burst into applause.
Yesterday's battle was transmitted back by the students present, and most of the students of the entire financial college knew that an amateur sanda match that not many people cared about suddenly became a topic of conversation for everyone.
Lu Shanmin nodded and smiled at all the students, and walked straight to the first row, which had become his exclusive position.
Lu Shanmin was a little disappointed, the position Zeng Yaqian used to sit in was empty, and today, she still didn't come to class.
The applause rang for a long time, and it was not until the old professor walked into the classroom with a textbook under his armpit that the applause stopped.
Ma Guodong glanced at Lu Shanmin, who was sitting in the first row, with a pleased smile on his face.
Looking at the packed classroom, Ma Guodong comforted him, such a scene, except for the key points before the final exam, has not been seen for many years.
He put down his textbook and helped his glasses. Ma Guodong slowly walked off the podium with his hands behind his back, and said as he walked:
"Students, many people say that our finance college is a garbage school, and that the students in our school are garbage students. ”
"Every time I hear someone say that, I get into a fight with them. I remember once when I attended an academic forum, one of my old classmates persuaded me to leave the financial college, saying that I was ruining my life by spending my days with a bunch of garbage."
"I raised my hand with a big ear scraper, and I said to him, you are the garbage, your whole family is garbage."
The students in the classroom burst into laughter, and many boys excitedly shouted, "Well done, kill him."
Ma Guodong raised his hand and pressed it down, and continued:
"Others look down on us, we can slap him, we can bite him if we can't win, in short, we have a way to make him hurt."
"Students, but what should we do if we look down on ourselves"?
"It doesn't matter what others think of us, the most terrible thing is that we look down on ourselves."
"I know that many of you look down on financial professionals, and many of you look down on yourself, and you feel inferior when facing other universities. ”
"In the city of Donghai, to be honest, it is not bad to say that a diploma of a finance college is worthless."
"So you're at a loss, so you're giving up, so you're getting by, so you're starting to indulge."
"Skipping class, playing games all night, fighting in pairs, fighting, fighting."
"The textbooks issued to you by the school have become chicken ribs, and it's useless to learn it, and you don't like the paper is too hard to wipe your buttocks."
The students in the classroom bowed their heads silently, and the words of the old professor spoke to their hearts, most of the students who came to this university were students from ordinary families and had very rubbish grades. Among them, there are many people who have passed the examination from other provinces.
They were also ambitious at the beginning, and at the beginning they also wanted to work hard and take root in the East China Sea after graduating from university.
But after walking into the East China Sea and entering the university, I found that the gap between dreams and reality is wider than heaven and earth. They have seen with their own eyes that their junior brothers and sisters cannot find jobs, and they have seen with their own eyes that no big company will come to the school to recruit.
What often lingers in the ears is not which brother and sister get tens of thousands of salaries as soon as they graduate, what they hear is that no matter how good they learn, it is useless, who takes the first exam every semester, who gets a scholarship every year, but these excellent people who do not have any big company to ask them, those who take the first place every year, more go to the same place as those students who take the last place, have to go to a shopping mall as a salesperson, have to go to a hotel as an ordinary waiter.