After coming out of Wu Lin's room, Hua Feng moved a rice cooker, half a bag of millet, a bag of corn flour, and a portion of pickles back to the atrium of his dormitory. Since the two of them had already gone to bed, Hua Feng put things away lightly, and after returning to the room and taking a cold bath, he sat on the bed and continued to practice Jing Zen Gong and Yishou Dantian. Although Hua Feng doesn't know if it's really as magical as the one introduced in the book, after practicing for the past month and a half, his mental power has improved a lot, and now he can save a lot of time, so he doesn't have to spend a lot of time resting, so he doesn't have to worry about it so much.

At 4:30 in the morning, Hua Feng opened his eyes very naturally, then put on casual clothes, carried the two mannequins on his back and walked towards the grove outside. When I came to the grove, I still practiced the basic skills of martial arts twice, and then I started to practice directly against the wooden mannequin. It wasn't until all his strength slapped on the mannequin that Hua Feng stopped, for this set of the simplest set of boxing techniques in the Shaolin Temple, Hua Feng felt that he had practiced very familiarly. Therefore, Hua Feng decided to learn the boxing skills in the Shaolin 72 stunts in a week, but Hua Feng didn't know that most of the 72 in the Shaolin Temple were lost, and there were only 17 stunts left at present. After he had the strength, Hua Feng took out a box of silver needles from his pocket again to practice Shaolin plum blossom wood cutting needles, and he didn't stop until it was already dark, and then put the two mannequins into a plastic bag and moved them back. Looking at Hua Feng from a distance, Zuo Lei, who was practicing martial arts, was really amazed by Hua Feng's talent in martial arts, he never thought that the last time he practiced the basic skills of martial arts, he would be so perverted, and now practicing real boxing skills will be so perverted, it can be said that Hua Feng's practice of martial arts for a day is like a year's practice, but Zuo Lei doesn't know that Hua Feng's martial arts practice is very different from the outside, and Hua Feng has passed the prescriptions of the martial arts book, directly put forward the foundation and skills of martial arts that he had not practiced in the past ten years, and used a month and dozens of Chinese herbal medicines.

Zuo Lei could see that although Hua Feng was sparring with that dummy, his fighting experience had improved a lot. However, there are still many disadvantages, after all, real people are different from mannequins, real people can move, and real people will not stand quietly to the side and let you fight. So when he watched Hua Feng come back with the two mannequins, Zuo Lei thought about whether he was looking for a chance to practice with him, or take him to the army to practice with those little soldiers. It's just that, seeing that Hua Feng often practices secretly, it is obvious that he doesn't want others to know that he is practicing martial arts, or that he doesn't want others to know that he knows these martial arts. Sometimes, Zuo Lei felt very strange, how could a kid from the countryside be so good at medicine? And on the train, he obviously doesn't know martial arts, how can he practice one of the martial arts to the level of proficiency in less than two months? Zuo Lei checked a lot of information, and the set of boxing techniques that Hua Feng is practicing now is very similar to the set of boxing techniques in Shaolin Temple, but there are some differences, and Zuo Lei has not learned this kind of boxing technique, and it is not clear what the difference is, but it can be seen that it has been corrected a lot in terms of boxing, and the boxing style is more powerful than the original one. At first, he thought that there was a martial artist behind Hua Feng who was teaching him martial arts, but after following Hua Feng for a long time, there was no stranger to teach him martial arts, and he taught himself at all. Therefore, Zuo Lei could only sigh that Hua Feng was a medical genius, but also a martial arts genius.

After Hua Feng moved the two mannequins into the room, he went into the bathroom to take a cold shower, went out and put the millet into the rice cooker, then took it into the bathroom to clean, and plugged in the electric cooker to make millet porridge. Then I went into my bathroom, took the changed clothes to the washing machine, washed them, and dried them. When I went outside, the millet porridge in the rice cooker was already cooked. Hua Feng felt that his two brothers couldn't continue to live like this, and at least they had to get up early to find something to do. After Hua Feng knocked on the door a few times, he finally saw the two brothers walking out of the room. In the past two days, it can be said that Hua Feng left early and returned late, so he didn't see them for two days, and they didn't see Hua Feng either.

"Brother Hua, I finally saw you, what have you been doing in the past two days, always going out early and returning late, don't you go back to be a cowherd?" Zhou Cong asked with a smile. After winning the money in the underground car, although they didn't dare to go to the hotel to play with women, the two couldn't help being lonely, and the two went to the small hotel to find a few women to have fun, and they didn't know if there was any flower willow disease. However, when he thought of his brother Hua Feng's medical skills, he was not afraid.

"What cowherd? Also the Weaver Girl! In the morning, I got up early and went to class after breakfast, you haven't gotten up yet, I'm going to do experiments in the afternoon, and I'm coming back late, and when I come back, you're already asleep, do you think you can see us? Hua Feng asked with a smile, and the two people on the side nodded busily. Hua Feng took out some copper bowls that he bought last night, scooped three bowls of millet porridge and put them on the table, the two people next to him looked at the rice cooker, and then looked at Hua Feng, and they didn't expect Hua Feng to even buy the tools for making porridge. When they ate the bowl of millet porridge and pickles, they immediately felt that it was still a staple food in China, much better than that high-end cream bread.

"Two brothers, isn't it good for you to continue to mix like this?"

"Brother Hua, in fact, we all know what you said. But we just don't like to be in the classroom and listen to the professors talking. So, we plan to go back to our family company and learn management from my father after four years of the best college life in school. Zhou Cong said helplessly. If his family is a poor family, he may work as hard as Hua Feng. However, they are not, they are the children of a rich family who have been carrying the golden key since birth, and everything has been arranged in their home. They don't have to think about it at all, they just follow the steps arranged by the family.

"And what do you say you like?"

"I like to play games, I like to watch movies, I like to play with women." Zhu Renyi on the side hurriedly said.

"I'm asking you seriously, not about what."

"I don't know, we really don't know. It seems that as a child, I wanted to be a sailor. However, my dad said that he would only be able to manage the family's businesses in the future, so those dreams were gone. Because no matter what happens in the future? It's inseparable from the things that the family has pressed down. Therefore, slowly we have no dreams, only vent our inner depression, and can only play games, watch hairy films, and play women. As for the rest, I don't want to do it. Zhou Cong said helplessly. Hearing the words of the two, Hua Feng seemed to feel a little lucky for some reason, and felt that the children of rich people were sometimes really helpless.

What about the rich children of big families? From childhood to adulthood, all his fate has been arranged by adults.