Chapter Thirty-Nine: Guan Ma's Phone Call
Guan Lang, who originally came to power, did not expect this to happen.
He has mastered few E-level Tai Chi movements, and he has never applied them to actual combat.
Therefore, he does not have a more accurate understanding of his strength.
Who would have thought that it would be so easy to defeat a good player who has been practicing taekwondo for many years.
In the shocked eyes of others, Guan Lang silently walked off the stage.
The other taekwondo club members didn't pay attention to him, after all, Guan Lang was equivalent to a slap in the face of the taekwondo club.
If they didn't swarm him and besiege him, they were already good-tempered, and naturally there was no small gift promised before.
", I didn't expect Tai Chi to really be able to play?"
"I'm going to upload it to station B. β
"Feel like it's going to be on fire?"
The boiling chatter of the surrounding crowd also reached Guan Lang's ears.
Guan Lang didn't have any special reaction, and he wasn't worried about what sensation the picture just uploaded to the Internet.
The current Internet is full of information every day, and the action he just threw people out is a little more terrifying on the spot.
But in fact, it's not a miracle like an incredible superpower phenomenon, and there are a sea of people who can do it to such a point.
In ancient times, there was the power of the overlord of Xichu to carry the tripod, and there is no shortage of players who can lift half a ton of barbell squats in modern Olympic weightlifting events, and even deadlifts have a strength of more than 300 kilograms.
So his "feat" just now is not too out of line, and the most people who see it are just a few words of emotion.
And more people should question the authenticity of the video, because no one can prove whether the two people in the video are colluding to perform.
Guan Lang walked back to the crowd and asked Gao Qianhe for the mobile phone he had put in his place.
"Guan Lang, the Tai Chi physical education class you chose is so good? I also kind of want to choose. Gao Qianhe has not yet recovered from what happened just now, after all, the person who came to power is still his acquaintance, and the shock is greater than that of others.
"What do you think?" Guan Lang didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically and smiled.
Gao Qianhe bowed his head and pondered for a while.
"Forget it, I've got enough credits in PE class. You were able to catch people's moves just now, because you have fast reflexes and great strength, and it has nothing to do with tai chi. β
Gao Qianhe pinched his chin and said, still not practicing the thoughts in his heart.
Guan Lang just smiled and said nothing.
Just to easily throw people out, in fact, it really has a close connection with the wild horse mane, to be precise, relying on the effect of the wild horse mane running the internal force.
The left palm pressed He Jin's right leg to turn it into a momentum, while the right palm silently slammed into the opponent's chest and ribs, causing the opponent to fall and lose his center of gravity.
At this time, the left palm seized the opportunity to trigger, and the left field split his mane to pull out the left hand, and at the same time, the internal strength exploded.
This set of actions is simple to say, but it can be played in an instant, and it also benefits from the conditioned reflex formed by Guan Lang's repeated many times.
Only those who have really practiced Tai Chi and know the essence of the movements can understand that Guan Lang's movements just now are well versed in the mystery of Tai Chi, and they can overcome rigidity with softness, brake with static, and strike at the rear.
It's simple to say, but the grasp of timing is simply exquisite to the peak, it can be said that the powder is too white, and Shi Zhu is too red.
Afternoon.
Guan Lang didn't go to school, and after more than a day of work, he decided to take a lazy break at home.
The sunshine is just right, the blue sky and white clouds make Guan Lang's mood comfortable.
After actual combat and experiencing the wonderful use of E-level Taijiquan, Guan Lang's enthusiasm for practicing it became even higher.
Over and over again, I practiced walking with my knees in my arms, sweat dripping down my cheeks and dripping on the ground.
The internal force in the body slowly passed and consumed, and the movements gradually became smooth.
Long.
Guan Lang retracted his movements and stood steadily, accompanied by a constant burst of energy exhaled from his mouth.
After finishing the daily martial arts practice, Guan Lang grabbed the towel on the table to wipe his sweat.
Just then, the phone on the desktop rang with an incoming caller.
Guan Lang answered the phone, it was Guan Ma's voice.
"Hey, son?" Guan Ma's voice was as loud as ever.
"What's wrong? Mom. β
"How's it going at school?"
"It's the same as before, I usually pull CAD to make models, and I draw on weekends......
......
Guan Lang reported his recent situation as usual.
This is also a fixed process for Guan Ma to call.
The purpose of calling may vary, but I will definitely ask about Guan Lang's recent study and life.
Although the content of Guan Lang's answer is similar, Guan Lang's mother still listens patiently, perhaps this is the form of parents expressing concern for their children.
Although Guan Lang feels that this kind of question and answer is meaningless every time, he can also understand Guan Ma's mood, so he will still inform himself of his recent itinerary.
After chatting for a long time, Guan Ma ended the clichΓ© advice, such as drinking less cola, drinks, drinking more boiled water, not staying up late at night, and going to bed early.
Then Guan Ma turned to the main purpose of today's call.
"Son, the apartment you rented at Tiannan University has two or three rooms, right?" asked Guan's mother.
"I have three rooms here. Guan Lang pinched his mobile phone and said in a somewhat expectant tone, "What's the matter?"
Although two of the rooms were set up by him as a study and a painting room, he could still spare them as long as needed.
"No, your dad and I work in our hometown, how can we say that we will move away, you will support us? Besides, your sister is still in elementary school here, and it is not so easy to transfer away. Guan Ma smiled.
It's not impossible, Guan Lang scolded in his heart. With his current draft, if he is more diligent, his monthly income can basically stabilize at more than 10,000 yuan, although it is completely incomparable with his parents' income now, but with the price of Tiannan, he can still support the needs of the family's life.
"Yazhen, do you remember who it is?"
"I'm a little impressed, what's wrong?" Guan Lang nodded, remembering the girl Guan Ma said in his mind.
It's the daughter of his aunt's family, and she met her at her grandmother's house last year, and she is quiet, but the two are not familiar with each other, and they basically haven't communicated much.
"Wait... Mom, you don't want to say that she wants to live with me, right?" Guan Lang asked in disbelief when he contacted Guan Ma's preface.
"It's my son, he's very smart. Since you have a spare room, there should be no problem. β
"Then I'll go to answer your aunt. β
"Slow!" Guan Lang hurriedly stopped Guan Ma's words.
"Mom, it's not a question of whether there are any empty rooms, right?" Guan Lang complained in a louder tone. "The point is that I don't know her well, how embarrassing is it to live here suddenly? β
"She's your cousin, silly child, what's not embarrassing, and she's not an outsider, besides, don't you meet every year during the New Year's holidays?"
"Well, but you have to let me know the ins and outs, why did you suddenly borrow it. Guan Lang felt the firm and unshakable tone in Guan Ma's mouth, sighed and said softly.