"What, old man? Are you trying to take me as an apprentice? ”

I was quite curious, I didn't expect the plot in martial arts novels to happen to me.

The old man shook his head.

"No, I don't accept apprentices, and you don't have to ask me who my surname is, I'll just teach you two tricks casually, and you can learn as you like, don't call me master, just call me old man."

Regardless of whether this old man is a master or not, his strange temper is really a bit of a worldly master.

"Then, old man, you won't let me ask your name, I can understand. But who exactly did you teach Kung Fu to, and you weren't interested at all? The two of us are not netizens, at least let me tell my real name, right? ”

The old man held up a large, calloused hand to stop me from continuing.

"You don't have to say it, you will soar in the future, and I don't expect you to give me a long face. If you make the news for something wrong, I don't have to worry about it. ”

Yan Bi pointed to the radio on the bench, "I've always listened to the news from the radio box, and if you look like you're on TV, it's hard for me to recognize you." ”

"Okay, I'll try to do as few big and important cases as possible, and I won't be able to get on TV...... No, it's not! Don't take me with you, old man! If you want to teach me kung fu, you have to call me something, don't you? ”

"Well, then you just say your last name."

"Okay, my surname is Ye ......"

"The leaves of the leaves, huh? Then I'll call you Xiaoye from now on! ”

"This ...... Can you change the name? It's okay to call me Xiaoye directly! ”

The old man blew his beard at me and glared at me.

"Less nonsense! It's good that I'm willing to teach you! Thanks to your surname Ye, if your surname is Huo, I will kick you directly into the lake! ”

"Huh? Old man, why do you have such a big enmity with the surname Huo? Could it be that your ancestors had a festival with Huo Yuanjia? ”

The old man snorted, obviously unwilling to continue the topic.

Forget it, if the old man is willing to call me Xiaoyezi, it's okay, anyway, it's not that others haven't called me. Although the old man has a childish face and is in good spirits, but depending on his age, he is eighty years old, maybe he is really a martial arts master, a famous party, if he can teach me how to send out a turtle shockwave, or transform into a Super Saiyan, my life will be worth it.

I still have to go to school today, and I'm afraid that I won't have time, so I'll say goodbye to the old man for the time being.

Before leaving, I wanted to respond to the occasion and make an ancient fist salute to the old man, but my left hand hit the splint, and I stretched out a right hand that was awkward, and it turned into a single palm in the middle.

With a twitch in my brain, I entered the martial arts movie mode, and said something like "zaijian":

"Amitabha, the old benefactor, the poor monk is polite......"

The old man was so angry with me that one eye was big and the other was small.

"Sure enough, they all say that 'meeting is not as good as being famous', 'distance produces beauty', I see you on weekdays This young man is very clever, I didn't expect it to be so two!"

"Hurry up, go to school, and when you get your arm up, I'll think about whether to teach you this second goods."

I was counted down by the old man, and ran away with a wry smile.

It's a little late today, so why don't you just run a lap and go home and get your schoolbag for school.

After running another 4 or 500 meters, halfway back to the road, I was thinking about how to cope with my language homework, but suddenly I found a Bumblebee sports car parked on the side of the boulevard.

I couldn't help but move: this car is very similar to Aunt Ren's car! It can't be that coincidental, right?

Fifty meters in front of me, an adult woman in a black power suit and a yellow sports jacket was leaning on the railing with her elbows and looking out at the middle of the lake.

In the morning, Dongshan Lake was as flat as a mirror, I don't know what to look at, but Aunt Ren looked attentive and melancholy, and a slightly angry expression appeared on her fair face from time to time.

Good...... It's terrifying! Although I have been familiar with Aunt Ren since I was a child, and I have always paid special attention to Aunt Ren in various movie magazines, I am so nervous to finally talk to her face-to-face after such a long time!

Wait, if you think about it, Aunt Ren shouldn't know me, right? I'm completely different from when I was a child, and she only thinks of me as an ordinary, fierce-looking passerby, right?

So I slowed down, hoping to run past Aunt Ren as little as possible without alarming me.

When I passed by, I sneaked a glance at Aunt Ren.

It's not much different from what I remember, it's still the same heroic, young and beautiful. And he is worthy of being the person who has won the shijie championship, even if he retires, he can't erase the king's style on his body.

The slightly curly hair has a slight natural red color, and it is tied into a ponytail at the back of the head, which looks clean and neat, easy to move, and is very in line with the identity of a martial arts instructor. Due to regular exercise, Aunt Ren is in excellent shape, and she can't tell that she has given birth to a child at all.

With this kind of appearance and this kind of figure, you can play the Bond girl of the "007" series, right? In a film and television miscellaneous review I read, a certain editor also lamented that Aunt Ren was only a violent thing when she was a martial artist. But I don't think there's anything wrong with letting Aunt Ren, who is a real kung fu, play those vase roles and read idiot lines, it's really tyrannical.

It suddenly occurred to me that when Xiaoqin grows up, she will be similar to Aunt Ren to most extent?

First of all, it can't be compared with Aunt Ren in terms of height, right? Aunt Ren and I are about the same height, but Xiaoqin is a full head shorter than me, and she doesn't want to be a tall beauty in her life.

In terms of skin, Xiaoqin looks more white and tender because she stays at home most of the time, but her white and tender is exchanged for an abnormal lifestyle, in contrast, I think Aunt Ren's complexion is healthier.

There are a lot of similarities between the eyebrows, but they are only similar in appearance, and the temperament is completely different. This is a bit like the difference between Shusha's sister and brother, even if Aunt Ren is low-key and extremely introverted, she can't help but look forward to her power between her gestures, which will silence the little people hidden in the crowd.

Xiao Qin, in addition to shining stars in her eyes, will only squint and smirk, revealing a full brain.

It's hard to imagine that celery will mature one day, and I don't think she'll ever grow up.

At this time, Aunt Ren turned her back to me, looking at the waves in the middle of the lake alone.

Probably because he was bored, he took out a can of beer from his pocket and craned his neck to drink it while looking at the scenery.

Drink early in the morning! Did something go wrong?

Forget it, I'm a mud bodhisattva crossing the river and can't protect myself, so I first lowered my head and pretended to be my grandson, and quietly ran over from the side.

I didn't expect to run far, but Aunt Ren stopped me from behind.

"Hey, you give me zhanzhu!"

I shuddered, and my footsteps stopped involuntarily, and I half-turned around to look at Aunt Ren's fierce gaze.

Aunt Ren held a beer in one hand, leaned on the railing with the other, and said to me with half-squinted eyes:

"You, punch me!"

"Huh? Fight? I pointed to my left arm, "But I'm hurt!" ”

Aunt Ren raised her eyebrows, "Don't you still have your right hand?" Less nonsense! I'll take a punch and see! ”

I couldn't disobey her commanding tone, so I took a deep breath and threw a jab into the air in front of me.

"Hmph, layman!"

Aunt Ren took another big sip of wine before commenting with disdain on her face.

I know that my three-legged cat kung fu can't get into Aunt Ren's eyes, but don't be so ruthless! That's what I've learned from a lot of live boxing broadcasts!

"You, kick it and show me!"

I couldn't help it, because it was too stupid to kick the air, so I kicked at the willow tree by the lake, and the branches rattled.

"Hmph, it's a bit of strength, but the timing of the kick is not right, and most of the liliang is canceled out by yourself!"

Aunt Ren leaned her neck and drank all the beer in the can, threw the empty can into the air, and then stood unchanged, only her right leg was raised violently, and she kicked on the can with a crack, and the beer can went straight into the sky in an instant, and it was completely invisible to the naked eye.

After half a minute or two, the beer can fell back from the sky, and Aunt Ren swept it with her right leg, and the beer can changed direction when it landed, and the bullet generally shot into the garbage bin 20 meters away, which was still the "recyclable garbage" column.

The beer cans were still alive and the bins were buzzing.