Yang Fan found at this time that the plan of the day lies in the morning This sentence is really not an empty word, people in the morning are in an excellent state, no matter what they want to do, as long as they can calm down and do it, they can have the maximum good attitude, and the spirit of the body can reach the most peaceful state, which is the most suitable for this kind of thing, especially Yang Fan is now busy inducting, or finding his own potential.

This momentum is not limited to the form, it can be a sword momentum, it can also be a gun momentum, it can also be a unique momentum of all kinds of weapons, although the names are different, but Yang Fan believes that their ultimate ability and power are the same, so Yang Fan chose to start from the most common and the most real fist momentum.

Yang Fan was standing on the fist pile all morning, playing the six-style boxing method over and over again, without perfunctory meaning at all, more and more attentively, ten times, hundreds of times, thousands of times, and never tired of it.

Li Huaixin, who watched it, admired for a while, this kind of rotten street boxing method can be practiced every day like a baby, and he also looks like a peerless cheat, so Li Huaixin even felt that Yang Fan's brain must have been gnawed by a donkey when he was a child.

The sun gradually rose, and Yang Fan couldn't survive the sun beating in May and June, so he endured the last few punches, put away the boxing, and his whole body was weak, if it wasn't for the last bit of strength to support his body, maybe the wine would have become a mess.

Yang Fan beckoned Tao Duxue, the little girl who was running away with a sore back, to come back, and scolded and scolded: "Damn, it's really not a good errand, the relationship is hard work, and I'm tired of the master."

Then while rubbing his elbows and arms, he took Tao Duxue and walked towards the inn, as for Li Huaixin, he didn't care about him, he couldn't lose it if he was such a big person.

Then Yang Fan and the little girl Tao Duxue returned to the inn and asked for a breakfast first, the two of them were full of food and drink, Yang Fan of course knew that the effect of boxing this morning must not be wasted, so he didn't fall asleep on the bed as soon as he came back.

Instead, he stood in the room with the most standard fist pile, clenching his teeth, and a layer of crystal sweat had already oozed from his forehead, as for the two legs and two arms, Yang Fan had long since felt their existence, just relying on muscle memory, standing on the fist pile.

Since Tao Duxue left the Barrier City, she can no longer run around as recklessly as she did in the Liu family in the Barrier City, but the little girl didn't care much about it, but after all, she was still a child, and she was always annoyed.

So as long as the little girl is free these days, she takes out the rice paper and pen that Yang Fan bought for her at the market, leans on the desk, and writes three names seriously, one is "Tao Duxue", the little girl writes the most seriously, and the other is "Yang Fan", which is the little girl begged for a long time to let Yang Fan's lame calligraphy level teach her, and the third is "Jiang Chengyan", which is the little maid of the Liu family in the fortress city.

This is one of the few names that a little girl can write in her life, but the little girl knows it, and Yang Fan also knows it, this is just the beginning.

In the future, the little girl may know many, many people, so many that a pile of paper can't put everyone's names, but the names that I remember when the little girl's little head is still not stored will follow the little girl for a lifetime.

And when she was tired of writing, the little girl would take out the knife that Yang Fan also bought for her at the market, although it was small, but it was quite sharp, so the little girl opened her aggrieved eyes at that time to get Yang Fan to agree that she would carry this pocket knife.

Then the little girl had the tools, and took out three pieces of good jade from her little treasure, and carefully engraved the names of the three people on the rice paper according to the three sheets she thought were the best to write.

Originally, the little girl planned to engrave her favorite Yang Fan's name first, and then the little girl thought about it carefully, she was only doing this for the first time, what if she messed up when writing Yang Fan's little brother's name.

So the little girl thought about it and came up with a clever plan, adjusting the name of poor Li Huaixin to the first place and her own name to the second place, so that she could ensure that she had a lot of experience when carving the name of Yang Fan, the little brother, so as to minimize the probability of mistakes.

Although the little girl who transferred Li Huaixin's name to the first thing had the intention of practicing her hands, she did not have a trace of disdain in her hands, but played a twelve-point spirit.

Because she was afraid that she would not be able to do it, she didn't dare to make it horizontal or vertical with a knife, and the little girl couldn't think of any way, so she finally came up with what a little girl thought was the most wonderful way.

Then divide a word into several parts according to the rules set by yourself, so that when you engrave your name, you can ensure that you don't make mistakes to the greatest extent, although there will definitely be some gaps in the way you engrave a line, but the little girl doesn't want to force herself.

Because Yang Fan, the little senior brother, has served as a young man who teaches by word and deed, he said, "What can be done, if you are really willing to do it, then take out twelve points of strength to do it well, if you feel that your ability can be done at most, you must not be too ambitious to do it to the extreme, when the time comes, not only did not succeed, but also the bamboo basket was empty, isn't it self-deception As for those things that you can't do as soon as you hear it, you must refuse generously, this is nothing embarrassing, that's the truth, Being a real villain is far better than a hypocrite. ”

When the little girl listened to Yang Fan say this, some of them understood, and some of them didn't, but they only remembered Yang Fan's most simple little truths when they seemed to understand or not.

Then he slowly verified it in his own little days, but there were very few such opportunities, so the little girl was not in a hurry at all, anyway, if she could have a little brother with her, what else could she worry about and be afraid of.

The oval jade under the little girl's hand is a fist-sized piece of jade, which is exactly the kind of jade pendant that can be carried around the waist, the little girl is very slow, and now Li Huaixin's name has only completed half of the word "Li".

As for the rest of the writing, isn't the little girl still lying on the table working silently?

Yang Fan quietly struggled with one eye to see what the little girl was doing, and then immediately closed her eyes, abandoned distracting thoughts, and didn't dare to think about it, Tao Duxue, this little girl, can see through the existence of people's hearts, if the little girl knew that she was peeking at her, maybe she would frown again and look aggrieved.