Luo Zixiu hurriedly went over to help her daughter up, her face full of distress.

This girl usually shouts tired and bored for a few minutes, and she is usually a little spoiled, and she is not too strict with her.

Now that the competition is up, a horse step has lasted for dozens of minutes, how can this be endured.

"Before, I met a person who was very good at claw skills, and he was not older than me! In the middle of the fight, he can easily grab the opponent's blade, or let the trajectory shift, imagine that you cut down one by one but were caught by the opponent in the air, and the claw skill was called the dragon claw in the circle, the claw can capture the dragon, and the gas can swallow the river! Yan Junhong said as he got the teacup back. This martial art is actually very unpopular and very obscure, because it is too difficult to learn! It took a lot of effort, energy and time back then, and it was really painful! Later, I finally practiced it, but it was only a lost result! Yan Junhong sighed again. Then I met someone my age who was better than me! I was probably able to grab a cup of tea at that time, although it wasn't very steady! But he was already able to pick up at least 6 kilograms of shot put and other heavy objects! I'm not convinced! ”

"I'm not convinced! Maybe he's more talented than me, maybe he's more perceptive than me, maybe he's harder than me...... But I'm just not convinced! After that, I practiced every day, and practiced hard! Usually eating and writing almost in the air grab the rice bowl and spoon, grab the pen and paper, I practice for more than ten hours a day at least! To this day, I still can't surpass him! ”

"What else can I do? I'm desperate too! But I still have to practice! Life is endless, cultivation is endless, I don't know how long I can practice, and I don't know where my limit is......"

Yan Junhong hesitated now, even if he disregarded Yun Qingshang's master-apprentice relationship, this Han Feixue was also very desirable, otherwise he would have patted his ass and left, so he didn't have to be so entangled!

Alas-

"Also, you can't have too many distractions when you are stepping on the horse, in the past, we really searched our intestines and scraped our stomachs in order to enter the Dingding, such as visualizing Teacher Cang...... cough, it's more about meditating on the Taizu portrait on the hundred-yuan bill, in order to suppress evil thoughts! Well, I know that you are not short of money, and you don't need to reach that kind of selfless state of unity between nature and man in the early stage, that is, you don't want to be distracted. Like when I spoke to Pu Jia just now, she could hear clearly, and when she let her punch, she punched too! Yan Junhong said seriously.

"Master, I will study seriously, so can you teach me?" Han Feixue asked seriously.

At this time, the physical condition slowly calmed down, and the face slowly returned to ruddy.

"Don't shout, I'm not your master! Buns, you have a good rest first. Yan Junhong said.

I haven't figured it out yet.

"Badass! Do you hate (T^T) that people are so bad? Han Feixue pouted.

She is not stupid, and she knows that Yan Junhong still doesn't want to teach her now.

"Mr. Yan, can I beg you? Xiaoxue, she doesn't know what else makes you not satisfied, what can she do well in the future, I know my daughter best, do you have any concerns? Luo Zixiu also pulled down his face and pleaded.

On the one hand, he can't bear to see his daughter disappointed, and Yan Junhong is very suitable.

Yan Junhong didn't let go, glanced at Luo Zixiu, and said lightly: "I have a friend who teaches art, and he once said that some parents see that the works their children bring back are very similar, and they think that this teacher teaches well and the children have made great progress; And he teaches children to draw creative things, but parents think that it takes time and money to send it to you, how to draw some messy things, what is this? In fact, art cannot be achieved overnight, children learning to paint should focus on cultivating children's imagination and creativity, the pursuit of painting will erase children's spirituality. Three thousand avenues, simple and respectful! ”

Mu Feixue was confused when she heard it, I want to learn martial arts, but I don't want to study art, how can the big bastard talk about painting?

Of course, Luo Zixiu understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "I'm not the kind of parent who doesn't open it, please rest assured." If you say that you will definitely be able to teach Xiaoxue well and make her so powerful, I will feel unreliable! Sage Confucius had two very good teaching concepts back then, teaching without class and teaching according to aptitude! Mr. Yan, you are an understanding person, and at the same time very responsible, if you can have your teaching, Xiaoxue will definitely make great progress! ”

"You praise me like this, I am not proud, but I am under a lot of pressure." Yan Junhong chuckled lightly, and then said seriously. "Practicing martial arts is really a very boring thing, everyone's purpose of contacting it and the degree of reliance on it are different, for example, some people practice for a while every day, it is enough to be able to strengthen the body; Some people practice for two periods a day, hoping that they can protect themselves at ordinary times, and even not be put down when they fight! There are even some that once you enter the martial arts, you will be for life! ”

"I'm others because I'm more myself! Just like her," Yan Junhong pointed to Pu Jia. "At the beginning, she said that she wanted to practice martial arts, and the next day she began to do morning exercises, getting up at five o'clock every day, and walking for an hour, rain or shine. I was scared too, and I fell down in a few clicks! Later, the persistence became longer and longer, and the horse steps became more and more stable, and finally it was able to reach the level just now! ”

Of course, Luo Zixiu doesn't want her daughter to suffer, but this hardship is nothing in her opinion, and some prices must be paid!

She was about to answer, but Han Feixue next to her hurriedly replied: "Master, I can too, I'm not afraid of hardship!" ”

Lhotse Show. "Don't worry, Xiaoxue learned to dance when she was a child, and she is quite tough."

"Don't call me master! Don't shout! Yan Junhong said.

"Okay, master." Han Feixue said with a smile.

"Don't shout, stinky buns." Yan Junhong said.

"You stink! Stinky master, bad master! Han Feixue was not to be outdone.

Teaching such an apprentice is a headache!

But it is estimated that it will not be too monotonous, and people with a tendon will have a lot of fun.

Yan Junhong sighed, got up and said goodbye. "Let's do it today! I'll come back tomorrow and see how long you can hold on? ”

Tomorrow, I'll let her take a step by herself, after all, her boring persistence is not the same as having someone who is motivated to compete with you!

Just now, I specially used Pujia to stimulate her to see her potential!

I...... I can't make it up!

I don't want to be tired again tomorrow, I'll feel distressed.

"So I'm still on probation." Han Feixue pouted. "Hmph, I'll be able to show you the tea tomorrow!"

"Or don't! Your teacups are very valuable, and they are not my coarse porcelain bowls, if you don't like it, give it to me, don't drop it! Yan Junhong said sincerely.

"Stinky master! You hate it to death!! Han Feixue picked up the pillow and threw it over. You won't find a girlfriend! ”

"Your little head has finally opened up, I really don't look for a girlfriend, I only look for a boyfriend!" Yan Junhong caught the hidden weapon properly, and his expression didn't look like a joke. "I'm a bent after all!"

"I'll go!" Han Feixue was speechless.

"Well, I've arranged for a few muscular men to meet me later. That's it for now. Yan Junhong said.

Han Fei Xue sweats.

It should have ended when he came here, and Yan Junhong left right, but at this time, the little attendant dutifully handed over the mobile phone.

"Brother, there's a phone."

"Hey, honey, are you here?" Yan Junhong didn't look at the screen, and picked it up casually.

Han Feixue is about to vomit!

Luo Zixiu also can't bear such a sudden change in painting style, is this still the same person just now?

However, in the next second, Yan Junhong was suddenly straightened again, and his face changed. "I'm rubbing! Are you serious? ”