Although Leng Binghan doesn't like to take the initiative to socialize with his classmates, he is still very polite to them, and he is not cold and rejected. He also smiled and said, "I'll take a look first, but I won't necessarily do it." "The smile is very bright, and I savor it carefully, but it is much less friendly.

After taking the question from Lin Yue's hand, he was stunned again, do you need to do such a difficult question in the second year of junior high school? He looked at Lin Yue with some puzzlement, but found that a narrow smile flashed in the corner of her eyes, and he suddenly understood in his heart, this was to give himself a horse!

Leng Binghan smiled secretly in his heart, he didn't expect that he would also cause trouble in school, it seems that there are rivers and lakes where there are really people. He didn't say anything, grabbed a piece of paper and wrote it, and in less than two minutes, it was finished, and then handed the paper to Lin Yue.

Lin Yue looked at Leng Bing Han with some surprise, and thought to herself: This is impossible, right? Even Mr. Sun spent several days, and he made it? It must have been scribbled. But I still looked at it carefully, and I was stunned. Leng Binghan not only came up with the correct answer, but also used two different solutions, and what made her even more unbelievable was that no matter which solution it was, it was more concise and clear than what Mr. Sun gave.

Had he seen this question before? It must be like this, otherwise it would never have been possible to solve it. Lin Yue told herself this in her heart. So she flipped to the back again, picked out another problem that she and Teacher Sun hadn't solved yet, and said, "Thank you, classmate Leng, but there's another one here, and I have to trouble you." ”

One is also rushing, and two are also released, Leng Binghan didn't say anything, took it over and looked at it carefully, and after pondering for two minutes, it was successfully solved. Lin Yue took it and looked at it, Leng Binghan used a formula and operation method that he had never seen before, and he had never seen this method before. There is no way to know whether it is right for herself or not, but judging from Leng Bing's cold performance and expression, she vaguely feels that this is the correct answer.

Her calculations were completely in vain, Lin Yue was very frustrated, but she still forced a smile and said thank you to Leng Binghan, and when she turned to leave, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the book Leng Binghan had just read with a few English words printed on the cover: TheCountofMonteCristo.

Isn't this the English version of The Count of Monte Cristo?

If you change to any other book, you will definitely not know it. Coincidentally, I went to my aunt's house yesterday to play, and I happened to see my cousin, who graduated from the School of Foreign Languages, reading this book while flipping through the dictionary, and told herself that it would help improve my English vocabulary and reading ability. At that time, I could say that I had a lot of respect for my cousin, and I secretly decided that I must work harder, in order to be able to read the English version of the world's famous books like my cousin as soon as possible.

But now she actually found that Leng Binghan was looking at this English version of the world famous book like this, and the impact on Lin Yue was no less than just being able to solve the difficult problem of the Olympiad without difficulty. If he hadn't solved the Olympiad puzzle, he would definitely think that he was pretending, but now Lin Yue couldn't let himself have such a thought, even if he wanted to lie to himself.

Is this cold and cold already an existence that is difficult for me to look up to?

Lin Yue, who walked out of the classroom of the second class of junior high school, was intertwined with various emotions such as frustration, disappointment, depression, and shame, which can be described as a variety of tastes. At this time, she tasted that Leng Binghan's seemingly easy-going and gentle posture was actually extremely proud, and that pride had penetrated into the bone marrow, and she could no longer see the edges and corners. For himself, this boy is like a cloud in the sky, so ethereal, so unpredictable, and so that people can't help but understand him and read him.

It's a pity that no one can read him, not even Leng Binghan himself.

At half past six in the morning, Leng Bing turned over and got up, washed up and changed into sportswear, and quietly went out to exercise.

The weather in early spring is still a little cold, and the sky is just hazy, but the air is very fresh.

In a city where fresh air is becoming a luxury, the freshness of this moment in the morning is very important to him, and the pleasure of inhaling the air deeply, and then slowly exhaling it, and experiencing the aura circulating throughout the body, is really much more comfortable than sleeping in a room.

Leng Binghan did some warm-up exercises at the door first, and then began to jog, running while matching his breathing rhythm to mobilize the circulation of the aura in his body. When he immersed his mind in it, the air flow in his body seemed to coincide with his mind, and his mind was calm, and his heart was agitated and his aura was also fanatical.

Over the years, with continuous practice, the aura in the body has been completely in tune with himself, although he has not fully understood what this is all about, but whether it is his body's endurance, strength, agility, coordination, and reaction speed have been greatly improved. He once secretly tested that it took less than five seconds to run 100 meters at full strength, and if he went to race, he would undoubtedly easily set a new world record. But this can only be imagined, he is not willing to be a public figure, let alone a guinea pig who is studied and dissected by scientists.

Leng Binghan didn't know what kind of power the legendary martial arts could have, but he thought about it. King Yama also said at the time that he had no qualifications, and his martial arts were useless for himself, but under his blind collision, he could become so strong, and he could also be surprised without using lightning and lightning, and he could cross the seas.

Every time I think of this, Leng Binghan is very proud.

After running around the artificial lake a few times, the sky gradually brightened, and the number of people who came out to exercise began to increase, and the vast majority of the people living in the family compound of the municipal party committee were old neighbors. In comparison, Leng Binghan is a newcomer. However, with his well-behaved appearance and sweet little mouth, everyone liked this child in two days.

After finishing the day's workout, Leng Binghan did not go home immediately, but came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake and sat down, slowly breathing in the fresh air, as if waiting for something.

After a while, an old man with white beard and white hair but strong spirit came over, glanced at Leng Bing cold, didn't say anything, and slowly started to punch himself. It seems to be Tai Chi but not Tai Chi, the movements are very gentle, but it seems to be full of explosive power; It's slow, but it seems to be lightning fast.

Leng Binghan looked at the old man's move intently, not that he felt how powerful this move was, if he fought with himself, Leng Binghan was ten percent sure that he would fight down. But what surprised him was that with the use of every trick and every style, the aura in his body was also a little impatient, as if he was induced by some magnetic field, and sometimes it even boiled up, almost wanting to come out of his body.

At first, Leng Binghan thought that something had gone wrong in his practice, and he was very frightened, but after several times, he found out that it was an induction generated by the physical skills practiced by the old man. Not only that, with the change of aura, even if Leng Bing Han closes his eyes, the trajectory of all moves can be clearly presented in his mind, and even every possible change in the back hand, the size of the force, the angle and direction, etc., which were originally antelope horns and have no trace, are all engraved in it one by one, just like a playback of a movie.

This is a strange thing that has never happened before, could it be that there is something different about this set of physical techniques?

Leng Binghan also wanted to ask the old man for advice on this good life, but every time he couldn't help but fall into deep contemplation, as if he had a feeling, but he was still unfinished. And when he came to his senses, the old man had long since disappeared. Therefore, more than ten days have passed, and the old and the young have maintained such a delicate relationship, and they have never been able to say a word.

On this day, the old man had just arrived, and before he had time to start practicing, Leng Binghan couldn't help it, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Grandpa, may I ask, what kind of martial arts are you practicing?" ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed, his voice was very loud and full of energy, and said: "You baby is calm enough, you only asked me after so many days." I'm going to continue to compete with you for patience! Ha ha. ”

Leng Binghan smiled dumbly, he didn't expect this old man to be so interested, and he fought with himself to be patient.

The old man rubbed his cold head and asked kindly, "Which baby are you?" I don't think I've seen you before? How could you be interested in this? ”

"I just came from Changfu, and now I live in my godfather's house." Leng Bing Han avoided the weight and said lightly: "I think this kind of martial arts you practice is very special, what is it?" ”

"What I practice is not martial arts, but the five bird dramas handed down by the divine doctor Hua Tuo." The old man smiled: "What, do you want to learn too?" ”

Is this the Five Fowl Play?

Leng Binghan knew that it is said that the Five Fowl Opera was created by Hua Tuo, a famous doctor in the Eastern Han Dynasty, to imitate the movements of five kinds of animals: tiger, deer, bear, ape, and crane, and to create a set of medical qigong for disease prevention, treatment, and longevity. It is a kind of bionic practice of "external movement and internal stillness", "seeking stillness in movement", "both dynamic and static", with rigidity and softness, rigidity and softness, practicing inside and outside, and practicing both inside and outside. There are many books that boast that this kind of physical technique is mysterious and mysterious, but as a way to strengthen the body, it has his reason.

But what is the difference between these five fowl operas and the exercises that I practice?

Leng Binghan scratched his head and said, "Grandpa, why do I think you don't seem to have finished practicing these five bird plays?" ”

"Who told you that?" The old man was greatly surprised.

"No, every time I watch my grandfather practice, I always feel that it is not satisfactory."

When the old man heard this, his brass bell-like eyes carefully looked at Leng Bing Han, and he sighed, "What a good seedling." It's a pity, it's a pity. After sighing, his expression was a little gloomy and said: "You are right, these five bird operas were originally 72 styles, but only 64 styles have been handed down, and there are 8 types I don't know when they were lost." ”

The inheritance of China's historical civilization has been repeatedly destroyed by various devastating disasters, starting from Qin Shi Huang's book burning and pit Confucianism, what Wuhu Chaohua, Yuan and Mongolia entered the Central Plains, Qing Dynasty literary prison, and finally **, in more than 2,000 years, how many civilizations have been damaged in these natural and man-made disasters? I can't help but sigh when I think about it.

Perhaps because of this incident, the mood was ruined, and the old man's practice today was hasty, and he had no momentum on weekdays. And Leng Binghan returned home, and the lonely figure of the old man continued to appear in the sea.