Cheng An sat opposite He Bangwei, the expression on his face was a little frozen.

Master, you're not kidding, are you?

You came up with the name of this sect casually, right?

Why is the style of your sect's name so weird?

He was just about to speak when the newly recognized master spoke.

"I'll teach you kung fu in two days."

Cheng An was originally very sure that the name of the sect was casually given by the master, but when he heard him say this at this moment, he was a little suspicious in his heart.

Perhaps, there is really a kung fu called this name?

He Bangwei took a sip of the coffee brought by his girlfriend, felt the strange gaze of Qiao Qiao, and wondered how to explain what happened to Cheng An kneeling down to apprentice just now.

It seems that the only way to tell the truth is to tell the truth.

Because I'm strong, because I'm powerful, because I'm very good at kung fu, this person came from thousands of miles to kneel down and worship the teacher.

He Bangwei was ready to explain the reason to Joss.

Cheng An was silent for a while, calmed down, and suppressed the ridiculous sense of disobedience that couldn't help but rise in his heart: "Master, when will you teach me?" "The name is secondary, the most important thing is to be able to learn the kung fu of the hand.

Rolling his eyes, He Bangwei said, "When I'm not busy in two days." ”

Cheng An took a sip of coffee and quieted down, and then watched his master leave the booth and walk to the bar, and began to talk and laugh with the female owner of the café.

After waiting patiently for almost half an hour, Cheng An found that the master still hadn't asked him, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart, the master didn't seem to be very busy now.

Maybe...... It's a test of my patience.

Cheng An silently finished his coffee on the booth, and then enjoyed the street scenery outside, this was his first time abroad, and the first time he saw so many foreigners, it was quite novel to say.

After communicating with his girlfriend and communicating his feelings, He Bangwei returned to the booth: "The day after tomorrow, I will teach you thirteen practice postures." ”

"Huh?" Cheng An thought that the master was wrong. "Aren't there twelve?"

He Bangwei said as a matter of course: "I have observed you for a while, you need thirteen practice postures. He taught Li Momo according to his aptitude, and the kung fu he taught Li Momo was created according to her qualifications.

Cheng An's lips squirmed a few times, resisted the urge to complain in his heart, and looked at his master's calm expression.

Eh, my master is such a ...... Wonderful.

Well. Wonderful!

……

After spending another afternoon with Yangyang, Joss had dinner with him and his newly recruited apprentice, Cheng An.

When she came home after dinner and took the key to open the door, she was still thinking about the sheep and sheep taking in the apprentices.

Cheng An looks older, he actually kneels on the ground to apprentice, it's really ...... Somewhat incomprehensible.

Is Yang Yang's kung fu so powerful?

The moment he unscrewed the door, Joe thought about the time when the sheep shot through other people's wrists with stones, and knew in his heart that his boyfriend was indeed a powerful sheep.

Walking into the house, Joss was surprised to find that the light in the living room was actually on.

"Mom? Are you back? The girl shouted.

Came out of the kitchen with a bowl of clear soup noodles. Mother Joe replied, "Well, it's back." Have you eaten it? ”

Joss looked at the bowl in his mother's hand: "Eat so vegetarian, add a poached egg." ”

Mother Joe shook her head: "That's fine." ”

Putting the bowl on the coffee table, Qiao's mother glanced at her daughter and patted the position of the sofa next to her with a smile.

"What's on your mind? Tell your mom about it. She could see at a glance that something was on her daughter's mind, after all, it was a piece of meat that fell from her body.

The girl sat down beside her mother and asked, "What friends did you go to school to meet?" ”

"My friends when I used to study abroad just chatted. Then I soaked in the library. "Qiao's mother eats noodles very slowly, elegantly and gracefully, as if she is not eating an ordinary bowl of noodle soup but an exquisite Western food.

Joss leaned back on the couch, "Mom." I want to travel for a while. ”

"Go." Joe's mother obviously doesn't care much about the income from her daughter's café.

"Well, go with He Bangwei." Joss continued.

The chopsticks in Qiao's mother's hand paused, and turned her head to look at her daughter: "Sisi." ”

"What the hell is going on with you and that boy?"

"It's good, I just want to go out and see different scenery in different places." Joss didn't tell her mom about the kidnapping.

Mother Joe stared at her daughter, and she could see that her words were not true. It's just that just like her attitude towards her family and husband, she is a tolerant and tolerant woman.

"Sisi, you're older." Qiao's mother put down the chopsticks in her hand and gently hugged her daughter, "You are an adult." You are responsible for your every move. ”

"I don't know how much you like that boy, but if you choose, you don't regret it."

"Just like me, I've never regretted it, even now." Joe's mother's soft voice flowed in Jos's ears.

The girl hugged her mother silently, and her mind flashed through her years of getting along with her father, and what she was doing in the big family of Qiao's family.

"What the hell happened to you and my dad?" Joss asked about the doubts that had been buried in his heart for the past few months.

"It's just a matter of being prepared." Joe's mother said it more bluntly.

It seemed that there was nothing to do with what she had guessed about her father's woman, because he had a second woman openly, and Joss suddenly felt a little sad in her heart, and she realized that she might not know her mother well enough.

"Do you love him? How can you tolerate him having another woman? "Joss is now not talking to Joe's mother as a daughter, but as a woman in love with a woman in another marriage.

"Everyone's love is different. Love is tolerance and patience. ”

"But it's not worth putting up with." Qiao thought of his father's other woman, remembered her cold words, and was deeply unhappy for his mother, Qiao's mother, who was legally married, simply let herself live as a junior.

"Sisi, this is the story between me and your dad. Love is love, there is no worthlessness. "Mother Joe obviously has her own set of ideas in her heart, and she is determined to do so.

Joss said that he was a little tired, every time he thought about these things at home. She's a little upset.

The girl came out of her mother's arms and was about to change the subject: "I like He Bangwei a lot." ”

"He's a very special person."

Joe's mother smiled and listened to her daughter's thoughts.

"He sometimes gives people a vague impression, but I can feel the truth in his heart."

"I like him, I love him, and I want to be with him." Joss's eyes were a little unfocused, and he seemed to remember the face of the sheep as he muttered to himself.

"Then go and love." Mother Joe said with a sigh.

"Hmm. Then love. Joss replied firmly.

The light in the living room reflected a bowl of clear soup on the coffee table, and the conversation between the mother and daughter continued in the heat.

……

When it was time to make an agreement with the master to teach himself the "Thirteen Practice Postures", Cheng An came to the café early and waited.

He got up early and found that the door of the coffee shop was not open, so he had to wait while gesturing a few punches and kicks on the side of the road.

As soon as he thought of the new style of kung fu that Master was about to teach, his heart couldn't stop excited.

As a martial arts practitioner, his passion for kung fu is like that of a gluttonous diner who encounters a delicious meal, and every part of his body cheers and cheers.

Waited for an hour. Cheng An, who was rowing on the side of the road, attracted some foreigners, who were a little curious about the yellow-skinned man who seemed to be practicing Chinese kung fu.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Joss arrived at the café, and she had been coming home to talk to her mother for the past two nights, especially yesterday.

"Hey." When the girl saw Cheng An, she didn't know what to call him, so she simply said hello.

Cheng An put away his fists and kicks, shook the group of foreigners watching around him, walked up to Qiao Si and said with a smile: "Good morning, senior mother." He could see the relationship between Master and this girl. So there was something to please her.

As Joss opened the glass door of the café, a few of the foreigners who had just been watching came in and ordered several cups of coffee.

Joss was a little amused in his heart. This newly acquired apprentice of Yang Yang was able to rise up to attract customers...... It's really not in vain.

Cheng An entered the café and sat quietly in the booth by the window last time waiting for the master to come, although he wanted to please the master, but the master was too young, and it was necessary to keep a certain distance before the master came.

A few foreigners asked for coffee and sat on the seats not far from Cheng An, turning their heads from time to time to see what he was whispering about, but they didn't come over to disturb.

I waited for about ten minutes. Cheng An finally waited for the master of his dreams.

He Bangwei walked to the front desk, sensed a hot look on the card seat, turned his head to see that it was the second apprentice Cheng An, and nodded to him.

"Jojo, it's morning."

The girl nodded and raised the coffee cup in her hand: "Do you want a pick-me-up?" ”

He Bangwei responded. Then he asked, "Your cousin is leaving today?" ”

Joss replied, "Yes, we'll see him off later." She had seen that Qiao Zhenxing's attitude was not very good before, and she could also see the change in his attitude.

In the end, it is a family, and she still wants to live in harmony between her boyfriend and her family.

agreed, He Bangwei walked to the side of the booth and said to Cheng An, the second apprentice who was looking forward to the prime minister: "I will send people away, and I will see if I have time to teach today, if not, I will teach tomorrow." ”

Cheng An had a disappointed face that he couldn't hide: "Okay." ”

After informing the apprentice, He Bangwei returned to the front desk to take the coffee in Qiao Qiao's hand, and stood on the side to watch her busy work.

Qiao Zhenxing's flight back to China today was 11:50 p.m., and Qiao Si and He Bang Weilian took his apprentice Cheng An to the Sikh temple in Chinatown at 10:40.

Cheng An came here to apprentice to his master, and he came with him when he had nothing to do, giving the master a hand and dealing with miscellaneous matters, maybe he could pass on two more tricks to himself as soon as he was happy.

He Bangwei held his girlfriend's left hand, feeling that she seemed to be a little different in the past two days, and her spirit was not the same as before.

He didn't ask for any explanation, he just knew that it was a good thing.

When he arrived at the gate of the Sikh temple, He Bangwei saw that Qiao Zhenxing and the two red-robed monks were there, and unexpectedly, Chen Lele actually came to see him off.

He Bangwei stood beside his girlfriend and was willing to be a little transparent, listening to the two of them tell each other about family affairs, and felt that Qiao Zhenxing was looking at himself.

Qiao Zhenxing no longer had the contempt he had before at this moment, and he said to He Bangwei: "Xiao He, although we haven't known each other for a long time, we will have time to get along in the future." Now teach you a task. That's a pretty thing to say.

"A very difficult and sweet task, you must take care of Sisi."

"If she suffers any grievances, I will definitely not let you go." Qiao Zhenxing's words are sincere.

These words sounded quite pleasant, and He Bangwei nodded obediently.

Qiao Zhenxing's gaze slid over Cheng An beside the two of them, he had just heard this man about his age call He Bangwei "Master".

I don't know what the origin of this person is, and how could he recognize the young He Bangwei as his master.

The surprise of He Bangwei in his heart was already a little numb, Qiao Zhenxing didn't care, but he just knew one thing.

He Bangwei is not an ordinary person.

Since they still had to catch a plane, several people said goodbye to each other after talking.

Before leaving, the red-robed Tashi said to He Bangwei: "Master, goodbye when you have a fate. Then he got into the car first in Qiao Zhenxing's eyes, which was still a little unacceptable.

The more Qiao Zhenxing learned about religious work, the more he could not understand and accept the title of the great monk Tashi.

He can attribute He Bangwei's splits and friendships to the kung fu he says, but he really can't understand the title of Guru.

He Bang Wei Mo Fei is still a reincarnated living Buddha with lost pearls and dust?

Qiao Zhenxing, who got on the plane, looked at Master Tashi with an indifferent face and Master Qu Li on the other side - these two are both personal disciples of King Sakya, and they both have great respect for He Bangwei!

The more he thought about it, the more confused Qiao Zhenxing became, and simply put down these things, and he picked out some strange things in his mind and chatted with Master Tashi beside him.

The flight was quite long, and Tashi chatted with him in harmony.

When the plane arrived in Yanjing, Qiao Zhenxing, Tashi and Qu Li said goodbye first-when they arrived here, they had to go to their own places to report.

Out of Yanjing Airport, Qiao Zhenxing did not report back to the department first as he said before, he took a taxi and went straight to Qiao's compound.

This trip to Paris was specially arranged by the third uncle, and the meaning is self-evident.

When he arrived at a quaint Yanjing courtyard, Qiao Zhenxing entered the courtyard gate, greeted his relatives at home, put his backpack on the sofa and waited for the third uncle to come back.

It's half past eight in the evening, and the third uncle usually goes home around nine o'clock.

After waiting patiently for half an hour, Qiao Zhenxing thought about what he had seen and heard about this trip.

With the greeting of relatives outside the hospital, he knew that it was the third uncle who came back.

"Revitalization is coming, let's go, go to the study."

Qiao Si's father, that is, Qiao Zhenxing's third uncle, was slightly happy when he saw him when he entered the door.

Qiao Zhenxing nodded, sorted out his thoughts and followed him into the study. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for the astigmatism, sword slashing, second-class citizens, lksunk, and hardships and bittersweets.