Ling Han was stunned, because she knew Lu Wuji's skills, and she didn't plan to kick it at all.

Then she saw Lu Wuji grunt over and sit up, wiped a handful of nosebleeds, stood up and walked out of the room with his head down. Ling Han looked down and saw that the area covered by his black hollow inner was too small, as if he wanted to cover it, this kick was straight, and it was estimated that he had seen a lot of content that was inappropriate for children.

Ling Han wrapped the quilt around his body, slowly fell asleep, stared at the ceiling, thinking about the scene of the little boy's nosebleed, he couldn't help but turn down, lie on the pillow and laugh non-stop.

At half past four in the morning, Lu Wuji's door was knocked loudly, Lu Wuji was wearing pajamas, and opened the door with sleepy eyes, and saw Ling Han standing at the door in a white Tang suit.

Reaching out and tapping him on the door of the head, he said in English, "The teache."

gave a lectu

e today......" (Today's teacher is officially teaching, get up and go to the rooftop, stand on the pile!)

"Teacher, I haven't slept well yet, let's start tomorrow, start tomorrow!" Lu Wuji rubbed his eyes and said, it was really too late to toss last night, especially when he was still dreaming.

It's okay to dream, and I always have some weird dreams of climbing snowy mountains, crossing grasslands, and drilling caves, and the heroine in the play is not Li Qingfen, but Teacher Ling.

Just what are the others, standing in front of him when he opens his eyes, which makes Lu Wuji, a young boy with a pure heart, feel quite sorry in his heart. A little embarrassed to face her.

"There's no need to discuss! Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, you knew this when you were in elementary school, right? Hurry up! Otherwise, I'll move out immediately!"

Lu Wuji had no choice but to surrender and said, "Teacher, give me five minutes, you will punish me in less than five minutes!"

Ling Han was satisfied, and went to the roof first.

Lu Wuji changed into a purple sportswear, which Li Qingfen bought for him, the focus of this girl's life now revolves around Lu Wuji, no matter what she does, she thinks of him first, and goes to the supermarket with Ah Heng to buy vegetables, and when she sees that this sportswear is good, she buys it for him.

Now he and Ling Han are wearing one in white and the other in purple, and in the morning light, purple looks like black, so Ling Han smiled and said, "We are like black and white. ”

Before Lu Wuji could speak, Ling Han said solemnly: "Today I will teach you to stand on the pile, this is the basic skill of Taijiquan, not to be underestimated, if you want to carry forward the national arts, you must be cautious, otherwise with your ability, you can learn any boxing to get twice the result with half the effort, but you don't have to learn Taiji." ”

Ling Han's expression was serious, and his tone was serious, this attitude was rare. And she also has a lot of English words in her speech, which is the meaning of 'Tai Chi and English' taught together.

Of course, Lu Wuji can't live up to the teacher's hard work, so he tries to use English when speaking.

He nodded and said: "Domestic taekwondo, Muay Thai, judo, boxing, etc. have sprung up, and people are all flocking to them. And Tai Chi has become everyone's laughing stock, a very well-known Tai Chi master in Kyoto was punched by a Sanda entry-level player, and there is a Master Yan, who shot a fake video to fool the audience, and after being exposed, the reputation of Tai Chi plummeted. To tell the truth, every conscientious Chinese will be heartbroken when they see this phenomenon, although the students are still young, but they also feel the decline of the national arts, and vow to revive the prestige of Tai Chi and regain the glory of the national arts, please give the teacher advice!"

Ling Han stared at him, and Lu Wuji nodded firmly.

"Okay! You have this ambition, the teacher will never hide his selfishness, let's stand on the Hun Yuan pile today. Then he explained to Lu Wuji in detail the essentials of Hun Yuan Pile Gong.

The four tolerances and five principles that need to be observed by the pile, namely: straight head, upright eyes, Shenzhuang, and calmness, and five to: respect, prudence, intention, cut, and harmony. The god of the respecter is not scattered, cautious as the abyss, under the pretense of infinite meaning, full of hun yuan body, void and realistic, do not lose the balance of neutrality.

Then there is the essentials of posture: wrap your hands in front of your chest, spread your fingers slightly, buckle your fingertips inwards like holding a basketball, and keep your hands about 20-30 cm apart, and your palms facing inward towards your chest.

Raise your arms at the elbows and lower your armpits to accommodate a fist. The palms of the hands are no higher than the eyebrows, and no lower than the navel.

Stand with your legs naturally apart, bend your knees slightly forward, and your knees should not move forward beyond your front toes. Lower your posture as your strength progresses until your upper and lower legs become right angles.

Ling Han's requirement for Lu Wuji is that the angle of the upper and lower legs is at an angle of 135 degrees, which is reduced by 5 degrees after one month, and then by 5 degrees after two months, and so on, and the highest requirements for a round pile must be reached in nine months.

"Teacher, this is a bit like the cloud hand of Tai Chi!" Lu Wuji said.

He had already stood up in the posture that Ling Han had requested. The latter still clapped him on the arm, kicked him with his foot, and straightened his head like a barber.

"Don't talk nonsense, adjust your breathing evenly, Tai Chi is based on circles, and every move and style is a circle, not only the cloud hand. Don't talk anymore, try to get rid of distractions, and at first, let's stand for an hour!"

"Teacher, can I ask, why don't you stand?"

"Am I a teacher or are you a teacher?

Lu Wuji immediately shut up, he had seen this compulsory practice measure in the movie, if he couldn't stand firmly, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ah Heng and Li Qingfen also got up, stood at the top of the stairs and watched for a while, and saw that this pair of teachers and students were teaching seriously, so they went down to make breakfast.

To Lu Wuji's surprise, this Hun Yuan pile looked so simple, it was so difficult to stand for an hour, and after half an hour, his legs couldn't stop shaking.

Every minute after that felt like a century, it was so hard, sweat dripping from his forehead like an ant, and then dripping from his chin.

Tai Chi Pile Gong seems to have nothing to do with the Star Beast System, and the exercise he has undergone at this time is something that every ordinary person has to go through, and the power of the system does not participate at all.

Ling Han didn't know when there was an extra bamboo branch in his hand, staring at him beside him, Lu Wuji had to grit his teeth and endure it. By the time the hour was up, he almost collapsed to the ground.

“Ca

't you......" (Okay, no, you can give up!) Ling Han said.

Lu Wuji gritted his teeth and nodded, jokingly, if he can't even endure this little bit of suffering, what else can he say to carry forward the glory of Tai Chi and regain the glory of national arts? Teacher Ling will also look down on himself.

After resting for less than ten minutes, they ate breakfast, and then the two drove to school together, and Lu Wuji felt that Shadow Green Bead also got into the car and sat in the back.

Li Qingfen and Ah Heng went to the urban village to negotiate the purchase of a house.

The owner of the urban village really opened his mouth, and five or six bungalows actually cost 1.2 million, Lu Wuji did not bargain with him, and asked Li Qingfen to immediately transfer money and handle the transfer of ownership today.

Today's first lesson is history. The history teacher came to the stage with a handout and then wrote a paragraph on the blackboard:

"At the end of Xin, the emperor's relatives were prisoners, and when he saw the deceased, he took pity on him, and returned home, and died in the autumn. There are still death row prisoners all over the world, and they are all indulged, so that they will come to Beijing at the end of the day. "Last year, there were 390 people on death row in the world, and there was no one to supervise them, all of them praised themselves as scheduled, and none of them died and were pardoned."

The history teacher was in his fifties, and the front half of his head was full of grass, but the second half was full of life, so he simply kept a small braid. Behind the students' backs, they call them 'braids' teachers.

He smiled and said, "Can anyone translate this passage into the vernacular?"

Seeing that no one in the class raised their hands, the teacher had to name and let the class leader Yang Yang explain.

Yang Yang really lived up to the teacher's expectations, stood up and said loudly: "There are 390 death row prisoners in the prison of Chang'an, the capital, and the relevant departments ask the emperor to approve the execution and execute the death sentence as soon as possible. But Tang Taizong had a whim, and he wanted to let these death row prisoners go home and execute them in the autumn of the next year. The condemned prisoners also promised to return on time in the coming year.

People thought that these people would never come back, and even if they did, they would not all come back. But on the day of the autumn execution, to everyone's surprise, none of the 390 condemned prisoners escaped, and all of them came according to the appointed date to wait for their execution! The emperor pardoned all of them. ”

The pigtail teacher smiled and praised Yang Yang's accurate translation. Then his face sank, his eyes looked at the back row of the classroom, and said, "Lu Wuji, what are you doing?"

It turned out that Cheng Xiaolu passed him a small note as soon as he was in class: Let's go boating at Cuiwei Lake together on the weekend, okay?

Lu Wuji replied on the original note: I have something.

Cheng Xiaolu drew an expression on the note that the corners of her mouth were bent down and she was about to cry, and wrote: Otherwise, come to my house to play, my parents are not at home for a weekend dinner. I can cook for you and show you how Ben cooks.

Lu Wuji can't be too decisive, otherwise Cheng Xiaolu may really cry, he replied: Otherwise, you come to me, I'll buy the ingredients, and you cook, how about it?

Cheng Xiaolu replied: Okay, okay, isn't it the two of us?

Lu Wuji didn't go back, because it was impossible. But seeing that she was full of desire to be alone with her, she felt a little sorry in her heart, so she leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I want to give you a car, I don't know if you dare to ask for it?"

Cheng Xiaolu just said: "What don't I dare, I dare to ...... if you send me a plane"

At this time, the history teacher saw Lu Wuji lying next to the girl's face, and he didn't know what to say.

Teacher pigtail is very unhappy in his heart, you scumbag, oh, it may not be accurate to say that the scumbag is now, because the last time he reached the passing line in the monthly exam, the whole school was sensational, and even the teacher was made his girlfriend.

The history teacher felt that Lu Wuji must have cheated, otherwise how could he get such a wicked result.

So I decided to ask him questions on the spot. Said: "Yang Yang has already translated this classical Chinese just now, and now I ask you to translate it in the vernacular, I don't know if you can do it?"

Such a matter of asking questions in class would not have found Lu Wuji, because he was a well-known scumbag in the whole school, and no teacher would waste time on him. Now that I have a perverted score, of course it will attract the attention of the teacher.