Chapter 1: The Strange Ceiling (Part II)
Now Zhang Ming doesn't distinguish which part of his consciousness belongs to Zhang Ming and which part belongs to Liu Shengyuanhe. In the current state of maintaining inward-looking, I am afraid that it is not enough to use all my energy, for fear that this state of inward-looking will be broken, where is the time to think about such details? Anyway, the current parents and younger brothers think that his name is Yanagi Yuanhe, so he will call Yanagi Shengyuan and reconcile.
Yanagi Yuanhe opened his eyes slightly again, after all, he couldn't stand still all the time, when his family got up and saw him standing here, he always had to say hello, and he couldn't stand still as a wooden man without a reaction.
Once again, the outside world came into view, and this time it was much better. Yanagi deliberately controlled himself and tried not to make any associations about what he saw, so as not to occupy the brain's processing resources. When I see the light, I think of what time it is, and when I see the treadmill, I think of the last time I ran for thirty minutes in a row, and I stuck out my tongue like a dog when I got tired. As soon as this association appeared, Yanagi Yuanhe quickly interrupted and stopped thinking about it. In this situation of minimizing associations, Yanagi Motokazu maintained an inward state while finally opening his eyes completely.
Yanagi Yuanhe tried to walk a few steps, well, the problem is not very big, the information impact brought by walking is more inside the body, and it just so happens that most of Yanagi Yuanhe's mental attention is focused on the inside of the body, in order to control the internal state. These physical changes brought about by walking, such as the retraction of muscles, the changes in foot compression and the relaxation of blood vessels, which muscle does not exert sufficient force during walking, which muscle not only does not work, but hinders the force of other related muscles, these small details are clearly perceived and reflected on the internal view model, and there is almost no pressure on Yanagi and the small part of the mind that is split to deal with changes in the external environment.
Yanagi Yuanhe kept walking slowly around, circling around the gym. At the same time, I experienced the changes in my own inward view model. With every few steps, his posture slowly changed a little. From the length of the stride to the part where you land, the relaxation and contraction of the calf muscles to the adjustment of the upper body posture. He has been walking not fast, but walking more and more effortlessly, if there is a third person on the side, you will feel that the shirtless walking Liu Shengyuan and the whole body seems to be moving in a wonderful rhythm, as if every easy walking action is the whole body together as if the whole body is exerting force, and after walking, it almost does not look like walking, but like a spring in the easy spring.
As he walked, Yanagi Yuanhe's ears moved slightly, and he couldn't move his ears before today. But now, it's nothing more than a spontaneous adjustment of his body after hearing the sound. He stopped, picked up his wooden knife, and stood in the middle of the field, settling in a mid-range pose, frozen. In the inward view model, I began to give feedback on my posture of holding the knife in my hand, and constantly fine-tuned the whole body standing posture and the linkage of muscle groups, so as to make sure that the posture of holding the knife and standing was beautiful. Then, he stood like that, waiting for the first test of the day.
Mother Masako Minamida got up.
"Why did Motokazu-kun get up so early today?" After a busy time, her mother, Masako Minamida, passed by the gym and saw Motowa Yanagi standing with a sword, and asked in surprise.
This small sound caused a huge shock in Yanagi Yuanhe's ears. His mother's call had a huge impact on the teenager, and he quickly restrained the almost instinctive thoughts that came with his brain with the greatest perseverance, and focused his energy on stabilizing the inner vision model.
"Mother, I feel like I'm about to break through in my kendo. Yanagi didn't dare to move, and reluctantly tried to make a simple answer through the part of his mind that was dealing with external things in his body, and even so, the inner view model caused a fluctuation.
"Okay, well, then you can exercise. Mother Masako Minamida saw that her son stood still after saying this, and there was no other reaction, so she said with a smile. After saying that, he walked to the kitchen, and his mother had to prepare three meals a day for everyone every day.
After a while, my father got up and walked out of the room, and saw Yanagi Motokazu standing there with a wooden knife in his hand like a statue. Yanagi Kazushima didn't greet him first, but hesitantly looked at his mother who was cooking in the kitchen, walked over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with Kazuya?
The mother glanced at my father and said, "When I got up, I saw him standing there." Say what it feels like to have a breakthrough in kendo. It's been at least twenty minutes now, and I haven't moved. ”
The father laughed quietly: "Kazuya is the age of the second year of secondary school!"
Mother also smiled quietly and said: "No matter what, it's a good thing that he can also devote himself to kendo, at least he has exercised, it's much better than sitting there playing games, these two days are weekends, let him go." ”
My mother was busy in and out of the kitchen for a while, and my father went to the living room to watch the news on TV. After a while, it was probably my mother who made breakfast, walked to her younger brother Yanagi Mingguang's room, and called my younger brother up.
If there is no accident in the Yanagi family, breakfast is to be eaten together. The younger brother came over and saw Yanagi Kazuya standing with a knife and exclaimed: "Brother, your posture is so handsome, how long have you been practicing this posture." ”