"So lively? Polytechnic University celebrates its 70th anniversary, a good thing! I didn't expect to catch up with the excitement as soon as I came back. ”

Qingyang saw that the school had hung up rows of banners, everyone was enthusiastic, and the mood was inexplicably comfortable.

"Not good!"

Qingyang slapped his head, no accident, he should have some trouble, but with his current strength, a little trouble is not enough.

"Hold the grass! Qingyang, you are very good this time, you have skipped class for more than a week, and the counselors have come to you! When Liu Wen saw Qingyang, he was even more shocked than when he saw his father.

Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to react, he still has a few roommates, this is not who... Coming...

"Liu Wen, long time no see!"

Liu Wen's face darkened when he heard Qingyang's words, and Qingyang was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't seen him for many years.

"Forget it, I don't know where you've been this week, let's get your own things right."

Liu Wen waved his hand and said, although he was surprised that Qingyang disappeared for more than a week, but the roommates bowed their heads and didn't look up, so everyone was surprised.

"By the way, why haven't you heard that you know how to do national arts? It's really fake, you can perform on stage at the school celebration, it's really hidden! ”

Liu Wen suddenly looked at Qingyang, his eyes lit up.

"National art?" Qingyang looked confused, not knowing how he was inexplicably arranged to perform on stage at the school celebration, and went straight to the director's office without saying much.

After asking around, Qingyang finally understood.

"Teacher, this is not a joke, is it? Where do I know what national arts, and let me perform on stage at the school celebration, which is embarrassing for me. ”

With Qingyang's current realm, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is transcendent and holy, and casually showing his hand is a means of heaven and man.

"But the point is that they don't know their situation at all, so how could this happen?" Qingyang was puzzled.

Unexpectedly, the counselor looked at Qingyang playfully, and his fingers lightly tapped on the table, making a crisp sound, "Pretend!" You just keep loading! If it weren't for me, I wouldn't have known you still had this ability! ”

When Qingyang heard this, he almost pulled out the Chiyang Sword and slashed this counselor with a sword, yes! Knowing too much, right?

"Teacher, who else knows about this?"

Qingyang tried it for a moment, and hesitated in his heart whether to kill people and kill them.

"Let's show the stuffing! The principal told me, I have to talk to you about this, even if you know the principal, you can't take me so seriously, right?

I disappeared for more than a week without saying hello, and I don't know if I thought something happened to you! I was going to deal with you, but I didn't expect the principal to open his mouth and let you perform the national art on stage, which can be regarded as a credit..."

Balabala said a lot, Qingyang was blindsided again, and it could be seen that the counselor didn't know anything about his own affairs, and then the principal didn't know why he vouched for himself.

"It's not easy! The headmaster can't just cut it down..."

Walking out of the counselor's office in a daze, Qingyang didn't ask the principal clearly, not afraid but troublesome, isn't it just performing national arts, can it be difficult to get yourself?

"National martial arts may be a mysterious and new thing in the eyes of ordinary people, but with their own strength and spiritual cultivation, they can naturally easily master any national art."

Thinking about the fact that I have been ordinary on earth for 20 years, and now I have this opportunity to show myself in front of everyone, but it is a matter of heart.

……

The 70th anniversary of the founding of Polytechnic University is very different from previous celebrations, because this year is a special year and it is also the 70th anniversary of the founding of the motherland.

The meaning of this is different, it is a great honor to have the same birthday as the motherland, and the 70th anniversary is a whole year, and the school leaders immediately decided to do it! It's hilarious!

For the sake of the school celebration, I don't know how many people broke their hearts, for fear of making a mistake, and the principal who Qingyang had never met actually guaranteed that there would be no problems when he performed national arts on stage, which is worth pondering.

"I didn't see it! Qingyang, you are really deep and long! Being able to perform on stage at this school celebration, what kind of scholarship is it, it's just handy! ”

A few of Qingyang's roommates are obviously more excited than Qingyang, and they don't know that they think they are going to perform on stage, but it's not surprising, if someone has been hiding a great god around him, it will be like this.

"As a last resort... I have no choice but to do so. ”

Qingyang didn't say much, everyone only thought that Qingyang was adjusting his mentality, so as not to go on stage to show his foreign appearance, whether it was a mule or a horse, and he would know it when he walked, and everyone also wanted to see what the mysteries of Qingyang's performance of the national art were!

"It's big enough!"

"That's right, the star cast!"

Listening to the comments of the people next to him, Qingyang also looked at everything, and the whole venue was put on a big stage, where a group of school leaders and big figures from all walks of life sat on the high platform, talking and laughing.

After a closer look, Qingyang smiled, life is everywhere, why didn't I expect Su Yi to come, if I saw myself on stage, wouldn't I be dead set on myself?

"Distinguished leaders, distinguished guests, dear teachers and students, good evening! Seventy years of trials and hardships, seventy years of talents, seventy rings, engraved with the vicissitudes of history and the grandeur of the years, seventy years of hard work..."

Qingyang, who presided over the 70th anniversary celebration, had heard that he was the president of the student council of this year, and he was deeply loved by the teachers.

It's still going through the process, but Qingyang listened with interest, after all, the earth is one of the few places that can bring warmth to Qingyang, Qingyang has a home, relatives, and friends here...

For others, the end of the school leader's speech is the beginning of the party, such a grand scene, who has the time to listen to a group of half-hundred-year-old men one after another, not to see which girl is beautiful, which guy is handsome?

The atmosphere of the whole school celebration suddenly became lively, and a group of people rushed to shout, eager for the whole school to hear their voices.

Singing and dancing, cross talk, sketches! Don't look at this as a polytechnic university, but there are not a few talented people, who knows what kind of Wolong is hidden here!

The host's voice sounded at the right time: "I believe that many people have a dream of martial arts when they are teenagers and have practiced good kung fu.

Chinese martial arts have a long history, with a history of thousands of years, and now martial arts is not a dream, please Qingyang junior to bring us a national martial arts performance! ”

Rumble!

The atmosphere in the audience has reached a new level!

"Really? There is still such a thing as national art? I think it's mostly a showcase. ”

"The national art is the art of a strong country, the way of playing is fierce, the so-called national art of playing, one fight will break the law, you know a fart!"

Some people are suspicious, some people are not convinced, and some people are bright-eyed and want to see what is mysterious about the national arts.

The school leaders on the high platform were also interested, but they didn't expect that in this era, there were still students who practiced national arts, which was something left by the ancestors!

"Old principal, our school is really full of talents, dare to perform national arts in front of so many people, I'm afraid there is real kung fu!"

This is the leader of the city, Qin Chuan, it is worth mentioning that Qin Chuan is also a graduate of the University of Science and Technology, and he is a disciple of the old president, which is also a good story.

The old principal waved his hand and said with a smile: "Originally, this kid didn't think about performing on stage, but I also took his handle, and Xiao Su's recommendation brought him out." ”

Qin Chuan was stunned, Xiao Su in the old principal's mouth was not an ordinary person, but the number one in D City, Su Anguo! I didn't expect them to have this relationship.

Qingyang slowly walked onto the stage, his face was calm, he was not used to this little scene, but he dared to scold in front of God, would he be afraid?

"Leaders, teachers, students, good evening, I am performing the national art - Tai Chi today!" Qingyang hugged his fists slightly and said loudly.

Poof!

"Hahaha! Laughing to death, Tai Chi? Who wouldn't? ”

When I heard Qingyang performing Tai Chi on the stage, I laughed and laughed, and I felt that Qingyang was performing Tai Chi in the park... What's so much to look at?

"I guess it's a relative of the leader who came over to show his face..."

Qingyang is unmoved, the real kung fu is not spoken, but played! Close your eyes slightly, and then start the Tai Chi starting pose.

Qingyang lifted his hands, his spirit seemed to be sublimated because of this, and one foot drew an arc on the ground that escaped from the dust.

Just a few times, everyone felt that Qingyang had an indescribable meaning, and they also put away their contempt, but these people didn't even know what martial arts were, so how could they see the mystery of Qingyang's boxing techniques.

The wild horses on the left and right are divided into manes, and the white cranes are shining their wings... Turn around and move the block, cross the hand, close the momentum! Qingyang's set of Tai Chi is absolutely far-reaching, even if Zhang Zhenren is reincarnated, it is estimated that Qingyang will not play well.

Qingyang smiled, everyone's expressions Qingyang was in full view, most of them were unconscious! As for the essence of it, I'm afraid that half of it is not understood...

"Okay, thank you..."

The host was just about to start the next show, and Qingyang stretched out his hand to interrupt him, his performance was not over yet!

Qingyang said loudly: "The real national art is not obvious, and the naked eye can't see the beauty in it!" ”

"So how do you see the beauty in it?"

I have to say that the host's quality is still very high, after all, he is the president of the student union, and he said in passing as soon as Qingyang finished speaking.

"Good question!" Qingyang stepped down, came to the leaders, and looked at a sign - Principal: Guo Huaiyi, picked up a cup, and said softly: "Principal, can I borrow it?" ”

Guo Huaiyi was at ease, and said with a smile: "Just use it!" The person recommended by Xiao Su is really interesting! Let's see the real national arts! ”

Qingyang nodded, and returned to the stage again, with an extra cup in his hand.

"Momentum!"

Wow!

Qingyang's hand can be described as earth-shattering, I saw that he spread it flat with one hand, and with the back of the other hand, the glass cup just now was firmly on it!

"Good kung fu!"

The old principal couldn't sit still, this kung fu was simply amazing, I saw Qingyang tossing and turning, but the cup in his hand was steady, the Tai Chi move was not the same as the previous change, the only difference was that there was an extra cup in his hand.

"Yes, this kid's previous set of Taijiquan, I'm afraid that people who don't have real kung fu can't see the clues, as for this set of Taijiquan, it's for performance!"

Qin Chuan was equally taken aback.

"Hold a grass! I want to learn Kung Fu! ”

"Tai Chi can still be played like this? I'm afraid you're not kidding me? ”

The thousands of people in the audience watched it again and again, and a few felt that there was any means in it, and they were still skeptical.

Qingyang did it in one go, closed up and slowly exhaled a breath, then picked up the cup in his hand and raised it high, and there was another cheer from the audience.

"This is the national art, the skill of the micro end is sent to the birthday of the motherland and the birthday of the alma mater! As for the cups, I can't go there if it's too far! ”

Qingyang threw it casually, causing a burst of exclamation, and the old principal was also a little displeased, thinking that Qingyang had a very high opinion of himself and swelled.

Who knows, the cup spiraled up, crossed the crowd, and finally landed firmly in front of the old principal Guo Huaiyi, not different from the previous position.

Qingyang turned to leave, the corners of his mouth hooked a trace of arc, the old principal said a person, and the cause and effect of everything were naturally clear.