"Durian, squat."

Hearing this, the durian obediently squatted down.

"Durian, stand up."

Durian immediately stood up, without hesitation.

"Come on, get out of here."

The durian really rolled on the desk, and the action was really neat and crisp.

On the desk in the office, Durian was doing one action after another under Pang Shiyuan's command, so disobedient, as if he could fully understand Pang Shiyuan's instructions.

In fact, Pang Shiyuan was basically sure that Durian would be able to understand his words.

Today he was just amusing the durian, not testing whether the durian could understand him.

"Here, wagging your tail again!"

Pang Shiyuan gave the command again, but unfortunately the durian seemed to be tired, and he didn't move when he lay there, and even his eyelids drooped.

However, Pang Shiyuan knew that the durian just suddenly didn't want to move, not tired.

He knew what a good body was in the small body of the durian.

What is tired, there is no concept of durian at all.

During the morning exercise a few days ago, Pang Shiyuan was worried that the durian would not be able to keep up with him when he was running, but he didn't want the durian to spread his calves, so he easily ran up Niutou Mountain.

Only then did he know that although the durian is small, its excellent genes are there, and its ability is really extraordinary.

"You really don't wag your tail? That's a shame. I seem to have run out of milk at home, should I buy it? Pang Shiyuan was talking to himself there.

The drooping eyelids of the durian were raised at once, and then he leaned in front of Pang Shiyuan, and his short tail was already waging happily.

The mouth was also screaming "pomegranate, pomegranate", as if he was asking Pang Shiyuan to buy milk.

A man and a dog were having fun when Chiaki walked in.

"Brother Pang, are you free now?" Qianqiu entered the office, and he was still a little restrained.

"Of course I'm free, I'm playing with the durian! Can I help you? Pang Shiyuan asked as he asked Qianqiu to sit down.

"Brother Pang, my injuries are all healed, when will you arrange for me to teach?" When Chiaki spoke, she was a little impatient.

In fact, Chiaki is indeed a little impatient.

He was an orphan who learned to be independent since he was a child, and when he grew up, he struggled alone.

Although his struggle has not achieved any eye-catching results, it is not easy for him, an orphan with only a beginner's Chinese background, to support himself in a big city.

A person's life has developed the habit of being independent and self-reliant.

But during this time, don't talk about the favors and favors he owes, he doesn't know if he can repay them in this life. What made him even more uncomfortable was that he almost ate and drank in the martial arts hall for nothing, but he didn't contribute at all.

Although nominally, he is the coach of the martial arts gym, but in fact he has been recovering from injuries all the time, and nothing else has been done.

Now, his injuries are finally all healed, and he can finally confidently say to Pang Shiyuan, who has always said that he is injured and asked him to wait first, that he is going to work.

Pang Shiyuan saw Qianqiu's eagerness, and also saw his self-esteem and self-improvement, and he no longer refused.

He was worried that if he refused again, it might hurt Chiaki's self-esteem.

Everyone has self-esteem, even the most humble ones.

Qianqiu, who has lived alone since he was a child, may not be so obvious in his self-esteem when he seeks to live, but deep down he may be more sensitive and eager to be respected.

However, what Pang Shiyuan said was still not what Qianqiu wanted to hear: "I'm afraid we have to wait for the matter of teaching...... Don't worry, listen to my arrangement first! ”

Hearing that he had to wait, Qianqiu was really anxious, but when he heard Pang Shiyuan's words, he had to hold himself: "Brother Pang, I will listen to what you say." ”

Pang Shiyuan said: "I know that you are in a hurry to teach, but I have been procrastinating, because I don't know if martial arts and witchcraft will conflict." And if there is a conflict, I really can't predict what the outcome of the conflict will be. I think you must have read martial arts novels, and you should know that the same martial arts cannot be practiced at the same time. Martial arts of different natures of being cultivated at the same time, such as rigidity and softness, yin and yang, ice and fire, may not only not improve their cultivation, but may also conflict with each other. This is especially evident in the internal strength. One is not good, and it is not impossible to go crazy. Think about it, if you can practice different martial arts at the same time, you can have such a strict conflict, so what will happen if you practice martial arts and witchcraft with two different cultivation systems at the same time, who knows? That's why I kept dragging it. ”

His words are all big truths, and it is precisely because they are big truths that people cannot refute them.

Qianqiu's face suddenly darkened, and Pang Shiyuan's words almost meant that it was impossible for him to teach witchcraft in the martial arts hall.

The Daizong Martial Arts Hall is a martial arts hall that teaches martial arts, and it is natural to use martial arts as the foundation, and everyone must practice martial arts. If witchcraft really conflicts with martial arts, then of course witchcraft cannot be taught.

When Pang Shiyuan saw Qianqiu's appearance, he felt a little unbearable, but the truth must be made clear, so he continued: "However, according to my estimate, martial arts and witchcraft may not necessarily be unable to coexist. As you told me before, part of the reason why there is only witchcraft and no witchcraft is that witchcraft is integrated into martial arts. I thought, since witchcraft and martial arts could be integrated into martial arts in the past, then witchcraft and martial arts may not be incompatible now. ”

As Pang Shiyuan spoke, he turned around.

And Qianqiu was still young, and his mind was swayed by Pang Shiyuan's words, but there was hope in his eyes again.

Pang Shiyuan continued: "It's just that the combination of witch combat skills and martial arts is just a conjecture of mine after all, and I can't take the students to risk." So I thought, I'll practice first. If I practice witchcraft and don't have problems, then I can promote witchcraft in the martial arts hall. So, the next thing you have to do is teach me witchcraft with all your might. What do you think of my arrangement? ”

Although Qianqiu regretted that he couldn't teach right away, he also felt that Pang Shiyuan was very thoughtful, so he said, "I listen to Brother Pang." However, Brother Pang, I have a request. ”

"You say."

Qianqiu said very seriously: "I want to practice with Brother Pang. You practice witchcraft skills, and I practice martial arts. Since you can defy the law with Brother Dang, why can't I? ”

Pang Shiyuan was a little moved and persuaded: "Qianqiu, I am the owner of the martial arts hall, and I need to be responsible for the safety of the students. You're not the owner, so there's no need to do that. ”

"Nope. I'm going to do it. Although I am not the owner of the gym, I am a coach and have the same responsibility. Moreover, the more people who practice, the more accurately judge whether there is a conflict between witchcraft and martial arts. "Chiaki is very resolute.

Pang Shiyuan found that he couldn't refuse: "Okay! Then let's practice together. ”

Chiaki laughed, it was joy from the heart.