Chapter 49 What is this?

"Master, you can take me!" As soon as he returned to the bedroom, he saw Wang Lei playing with a sheet, and when he saw Wang Yao coming back, he pounced and said. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bajie, you stink so much. Wang Yao pushed Wang Lei away in disgust.

"Master, please clean your hands. Sun He came in with a basin.

"Thank you, Goku. Wang Yao washed his hands with a smile, looked at the roommates who came around, and said helplessly, "What are you going to do?"

"Master, how did you pick up the fat man?" asked Wang Lei.

"One hundred and sixty pounds. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"We can be held vertically, but horizontally it's different, and dead pigs are much heavier than live pigs. Zheng Xu said.

"You're a dead pig!" Zhou He, who had just entered with his head in his hand, shouted dissatisfiedly.

Wang Yao smiled and shook his head, "Just exercise more, strength is accumulated, as long as it does not exceed the limit of human bones, it is okay, and the world's famous Hercules can wrestle with trucks." ”

"So, where do I start?" Wu Bo smiled as he rubbed his hands.

"Starting with the radio gymnastics I taught you. Wang Yao said with a smile.

After pulling the skin with his roommates for a while, Wang Yao really taught them some physical fitness radio gymnastics, which he sorted out from "Longba Gong".

"You can take a shower today, will you go?" At this time, a boy in the next bedroom who likes to visit the door came to report.

"Where are you washing?" everyone was stunned.

"The bathhouse of the troops. The boy said, "The instructors are outside, and if you want to wash, you can go now." ”

Except for Zhou He, everyone else began to rummage through the toiletries, southerners are used to taking a bath alone at home, they haven't taken a bath for so many days in the army, they do have some smell, Wang Yao washes it in the bathroom outside every day, and he is not ready to wash, but he is still ready to go out to see the excitement, because I heard that the girls will also go to wash, and there should be a lot of big white legs.

Wang Yao didn't go to see the legs, but to protect Zheng Jingjing and Xu Qingmei.

When you leave the dormitory building, you can see the instructors gathering and chatting with the boys under the street lamp at the door, while the girls are all wearing military uniforms and carrying various packages along the street lamp and walking towards the bathroom in the distance, talking and laughing.

Wang Yao saw envy in the enthusiastic eyes of the boys.

Blinking and glancing at a few girls passing by, Wang Yao suddenly thought of a question, are they all stripped naked in the public bathroom?

Thinking of this, Wang Yao's face turned red.

"That's it. At this time, the senior instructor shouted, and everyone looked over.

Wang Yao instinctively took a step back.

"Wang Yao, come here. Instructor Gao beckoned.

Wang Yao walked over hesitantly, and an instructor rolled up Wang Yao's sleeve, revealing Wang Yao's white and tender arms.

"So tender?" exclaimed several instructors.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Yao was very embarrassed.

"I heard you're powerful?" asked a bald instructor with an eyebrow.

"Who said that?" Wang Yao was stunned and looked at Instructor Gao.

"Am I using infinite force?" Instructor Gao kicked his bald head, "I mean Wang Yao is very powerful." ”

"Let's wrestle my wrists. A sturdy instructor rolled up his sleeves and crouched down next to a stool.

"I'm just average. Wang Yao said modestly.

"Isn't it an old man!" the instructor glared.

The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched, and he squatted down and wrestled with the instructor.

The instructors and the boys besieged the city, and the thing of wrestling wrists was the most exciting exercise for the boys, and after a while, it became in full swing.

The strength of these instructors is indeed not small, but it is indeed brute force, Wang Yao released the water, they were all deadlocked, and after single-handing out the four people, everyone verified Wang Yao's strange strength.

"Well, I won, can I make a small request?" Wang Yao said with a smile.

"No, you can't. Instructor Gao glanced at Wang Yao.

"Then why compare?" Wang Yao was stunned.

"It's just a blind comparison, who said it's a bet. One of Wang Yao's instructors said angrily, "Also, you kid doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young." ”

Wang Yao rolled his eyes.

"But if you tell me how you do it, I can give you a little secret. A slightly older instructor said shyly.

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "What a secret?"

"It's a secret about your punishment tomorrow. The slightly older instructor said shyly.

Wang Yao had a flash of inspiration, leaned over and whispered, "Is there a training at night?"

The instructor was stunned and looked at Wang Yao angrily.

Wang Yao smiled and hugged his fists, "Thank you, instructor." Saying that, he was going to the dormitory to wait for Zheng Jingjing and Xu Qingmei.

"What did you tell him, old cow?" asked the senior instructor, looking at the older instructor.

"Damn, the children are too thieves now. The old cow muttered dissatisfiedly.

Wang Yao chatted with Song Qianqian at the entrance of the dormitory building, watching the female classmates holding a wooden basin, wearing pajamas, and their hair wet and hanging on their shoulders walking by, and couldn't take their eyes off it.

"If you want to see it, the senior sister's thighs can show you that you don't have to be serious. Looking at Wang Yao's tense little face, Song Qianqian chuckled and poked Wang Yao's cheek.

Wang Yao swallowed his saliva, "What did Senior Sister say, I am the real scripture." ”

"Hmph, are there cats that don't steal fish?" Song Qianqian snorted, "Jingjing is here." ”

Wang Yao's instinctive eyes lit up, and he sat up straight and looked at it, but he didn't see it.

"Hmph, let's just say that dogs can't change their eating. Song Qianqian snorted.

"Why does Senior Sister always slander small animals so much. Wang Yao rolled his eyes, and Song Qianqian: "Didn't they wash it?"

"How do you know?" said Song Qianqian with a smile.

"I thought about it, they probably wouldn't wash with so many people. Wang Yao touched his nose, and his face began to burn inexplicably.

"Imagination is forbidden, pervert. Song Qianqian nodded Wang Yao's head in annoyance, "You are famous again today." ”

"I already know, and more than 20 classmates have asked me what I grew up eating. Wang Yao sighed.

"How strong can you be, can you not break through this door?" Song Qianqian asked curiously.

"It should work, but my hand hurts. Wang Yao looked at the thickness of the door panel.

"Isn't that much more powerful than taekwondo!" Song Qianqian's eyes lit up.

"Taekwondo must be great too. Wang Yao said modestly.

Chatting first, almost most of the girls have finished washing, Zheng Jingjing, Song Qianqian, Jin Tairan and Zhao Fei finally came down.

The four of them glanced at Wang Yao, but they didn't say hello, and ran away in a hurry.

Wang Yao's greeting hand froze in mid-air, and he touched his nose in a sneer.

"Hey, hey. Song Qianqian laughed.

"Why are you girls so complicated? Wang Yao looked at Song Qianqian and said helplessly: "I feel that I have been defiled by you." ”

"Get out, it's you who scared people by yourself!" Song Qianqian rolled her eyes.

Wang Yao touched his nose, suddenly remembered something, and asked Song Qianqian, "Senior sister, you are studying clothing design, do you know Hanfu?"

"Of course. "Song Qianqian lay on the windowsill and snorted, do you want to make a costume? The costume is not a Hanfu. ”

"No, I want to know what is the difference between hanfu and the clothes that are popular now. Wang Yao asked.

"In terms of the role of clothes, they are all ugly and warm. Song Qianqian blinked, "But from the perspective of popularity, those ancient costumes in Hanfu have been eliminated, and of course the possibility that they will be popular in the future is not ruled out, after all, this thing is popular, and it will be reincarnated in a century." ”

Wang Yao frowned: "How do you understand Hanfu?"

"From an academic point of view?" Song Qianqian raised her eyebrows.

"Well, all angles. Wang Yao said.

"Well, from a personal point of view, I like the kind of gorgeous, cumbersome and solemn atmosphere of Hanfu, there is no kind of clothing in the world that has this majestic feeling, the academic perspective of Hanfu is complex, enough to support the Chinese clothing system alone, from the ancient development and integration to the present, thousands of years, the shape of Hanfu is very complete, two categories of tops and bottoms, tops include sleeveless, short-sleeved, short, long, bottoms include hakama, hakama, drapery, skirts, horse-faced skirts, skirts, caskets, calf nose robes and so on. Song Qianqian folded her hands and pointed to "Hanfu has developed to this day, and it is a very complete system from the inside out. ”

"But why hasn't it been popularized?" asked Wang Yao with a frown.

"Well, it's very simple, economics and politics. Song Qianqian patted the back of Wang Yao's hand, "Economy and politics dominate fashion trends and culture, so the Hanfu system has been eliminated, and the fittest will survive." ”

Wang Yao blinked, "Then why are you beating me?"

"It's to make you remember that both of these things come with pain. Song Qianqian bent her smiling eyes, "When the teacher taught us the Hanfu system, he specially hit our palms with a ring ruler, which made my hands hurt every time I thought of Hanfu, because this is a shame for the nation." ”

Wang Yao's heart faltered.

To be honest, in terms of use, there is no difference between Chinese Hanfu and Western clothing, both of which cover up ugliness and keep warm, but why have Western-style clothing become the common sense clothing of our nation? And Chinese-style Hanfu has become an ancient costume across a generation? But from this point of view, it makes people feel cold. Song Qianqian pursed the corners of her mouth, "Alas, it seems to be running around on the street in Hanfu." ”

"You do it yourself. Wang Yao smiled.

"I made a cabinet myself, but I didn't dare to wear it out for fear of being arrested as mentally ill. Song Qianqian pursed her lips and snickered, smiling a little helplessly.

Wang Yao's heart faltered.

Walking on the street in the clothes of your own ethnic group, will you be arrested as a mental illness?

What's the truth behind that? (To be continued.) )