The national art is like this, the key depends on whether the shelf is correct or not, and whether the practice is the right way.

Ma Biaozi first gave me a round of life, which was one thing, and second, when he taught, he put a shelf for me. Sue me, what posture is right, what posture is wrong, where is my own fault, and how to correct it.

A few words, I will give it a thorough point at once, and then, I will practice according to it.

I'm starting to keep a low profile.

Although my classmates looked at me strangely, I didn't think so.

In addition, I found a good place to practice, early in the school playground in an abandoned parallel bar.

In between classes, I walked there, and then propped it up, slowly using my arms to support my body, looking for the strength that Ma Biaozi told me.

The most important thing about basic skills is to find the right skills.

If you practice and find your strength, you will be considered to have entered the small door of basic skills.

The parallel bars are higher off the ground, and the practice is to find strength, and there is a windowsill or something at home, so you can practice the hardness of your fists. School, it's inconvenient to squat and run, because then, people will be regarded as big freaks.

I thought of my own training plan, and for three days, I practiced according to this plan all the time.

During this time, the teacher talked to me. Probably, don't be like Qi Kai, he's not a good student. She told me to study hard.

Here's the final highlight, though.

At the end of the conversation, she looked at me for a moment, and then, made a suggestion.

She built yì me, usually exercise more.

My teacher, who is also the head teacher, her surname is Lu and her name is Lu Hongyan.

She is a woman of Northeast China, over forty years old, and her ancestors are of Russian descent.

She is 1.76 meters tall, weighs more than 180 pounds, and has thick skin and thick meat. And classmates rumored that she still has a small lock of heart hair on her chest.

Of course, that's a rumor.

Really, what I know is that Lu Hongyan's husband is very thin and obedient. I came to see her once, and it happened to be her class.

Then, our homeroom teacher Lu Hongyan directly said, wait!

Her husband didn't dare to say anything, and stood obediently at the door for more than half an hour.

By the way, Lu Hongyan teaches Chinese.

In class, she often reads ancient texts aloud. That one is subdued and frustrated, that one is sonorous and powerful, full of schools, and there is no second person to be found.

I practiced for three days.

On the third day, after evening self-study, I went to find Ma Biaozi.

Ma Biaozi was sitting on the edge of the table with a few friends, smoking and playing poker. When he saw me coming, he squinted, looked at me, and said: &ldquo go! Your business is almost done. &rdquo

I was stunned, I wanted to ask a question or two, I wanted to communicate with him more.

Who knew that Ma Biaozi didn't look at me, and shook his hand: &ldquo Sensei played, I'm three and two, two kings! Show the cards, haha. &rdquo

It was only later that I found out.

Ma Biaozi saw that the strand on my body was arching upwards and was upright.

The boxer, who shows the seedlings of this potential, shows that he has worked hard and began to slowly grow his skills.

In addition, there is another point that Ma Biaozi found that I was walking steadily, and when my legs were walking, there was a slight hint of bending and squatting.

When people who really practice martial arts walk, they all have this, their legs are bent, and they squat slightly.

But this is a meaning, not a posture, and ordinary people can't see it.

Ma Biaozi can see it, and he can see it from me, so he said that my business can be done!

It's that simple.

I froze for three seconds, then turned and went back.

I read a kind of affirmation, a kind of approval, from Ma Biaozi's inadvertently, glancing at me!

With this, my heart is settled.

Next, it was a hard training that lasted for nearly half a month.

Every day, I get up at 4 a.m., hold up for half an hour, and then walk in a squatting position for an hour. At first, I was squatting and walking in the house, and later, I moved outside.

When I came home from school and had eaten, I would walk around the house in a squat for a while after my parents had fallen asleep, and it would be a little bit of a small move.

At night, sleeping, is through the guò kneeling way to fall asleep.

Ten days later, there was a noticeable change in my body.

Walking was strong, and, still, very strong.

In addition, I imitate the boxing moves on TV, and when I hit the air, I can feel the strength in my shoulders and waist, and I can rush into my fists.

It's just that between twisting, there is a force that can rush to the hand.

I'm glad about that.

This obvious change in my body, this power that I can feel and perceive, makes me gradually become more confident.

During class, I was brave enough to take the teacher's gaze, make eye contact with him, and then stand up and answer the question.

Unexpectedly, my brain seems to have become better, and I can basically digest and understand what the teacher has said.

If I hadn't taken Qi Kai seriously and studied hard, I might have another fate.

But, I took Qi Kai's matter seriously.

Eighteen days later, seventeen days after I practiced.

In the afternoon, in the boys' restroom at school, I just squatted.

After a while, a person came in, went inside, looked around, and squatted beside me.

I glanced up.

It's Qi Kai.

It should be explained here that the toilets in our school are relatively primitive.

There is no partition between the pits.

Therefore, when squatting in the pit, it is easier to communicate or something.

Just &hellip & hellip

Uh, the smell isn't so good.

Qi Kai squatted next to me, but he didn't notice me, but focused on concentrating, luck, and eliminating the waste of metabolism in the body.

I didn't take the initiative to say hello at this moment.

I meditated, and I felt like everything in my stomach was clean. I took the paper, cleaned up, and stood up with my pants up.

After everything was taken care of, I stood in front of Qi Kai with my arms crossed.

&ldquo Qi Kai, you see who I am. &rdquo

Qi Kai raised his head, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to get up.

I don't know where I got the courage, but now I'm not afraid of him at all.

I said: &ldquo you don't have to get up, you continue, you continue. I can't do anything with you here, I'm just telling you, it's settled. Pick a day. &rdquo

Qi Kai scolded and scolded: &ldquo Ciao you fuck, little bitch! I've been wondering why I can't find you these days. Jio, I'm running into it here. Okay! You move me, move me and try, believe it or not, I'll kill you? &rdquo

At this time, the people in the toilet heard that we were arguing, so they lifted their pants one by one and flashed aside.

When I heard Qi Kai scolding me, I felt a little impulse in my heart, I wanted to kick him and kick him into the squatting pit.

Really, really wanted, really wanted.

But I'm also half a martial artist. The benevolence of martial arts cannot take advantage of the inconvenience of the opponent's shit, and carry out sneak attacks and obscene methods.

So, I can't do it, I have to refrain from it.

I said to him: &ldquo Don't you curse? Pick a time. &ldquo

Qi Kai: &ldquo What else to pick, right now, you come, come. &ldquo

I said, "I've got to go to class in a while, so let's pick a time." &ldquo

Qi Kai hideous: &ldquo Okay, you say, you set a time. &ldquo

I thought: &ldquo next Friday, physical education class, the last session in the afternoon. It's over, there is no evening self-study at night. I'll pick it up with you in that PE class. By the way, can you come out? &ldquo

Qi Kai gloomy: &ldquo I train every afternoon. &ldquo

I said: &ldquo Okay, when the time comes, I'll be waiting for you in the playground. &rdquo

Qi Kai gritted his teeth: &ldquo Okay, little bastard, when I see it, I won't fucking torture you. Ji'o, fuck, I'm looking for you. You're messing around, and I can't get along with it. Sub-Ao you fuck &hellip&hellip&rdquo

Qi Kai scolded one after another.

I ignored it, turned around, walked briskly, and left the men's restroom, which had very poor air quality.

Five seconds later, I was outside.

Looking up at the sky, I took a deep breath.

The air outside, it's so nice!

Well, heads-up, the matter of winning or losing, this is decided.

And I have to train harder.

Because Qi Kai is not imaginary, every afternoon, I can see him training when I sit in the classroom by the window and look out.

Carry a big barbell on your body and squat.

With a belt tied around his waist, he let the teacher pull it behind him, and then he ran with his head down.

Frog jump, one breath, and hop around the playground.

So, I also increased my strength, and I was able to squat and trot, and I could just stand on the windowsill with my fists.

Every night, the time to sleep on my knees is getting longer and longer.

With the increase in training intensity, I found that my temperament and all aspects have changed a lot.

Low, restrained, with eyes full of confidence, walking calmly and no longer shaking.

But that's not the point.

The point is, I noticed that some girls in my class started to notice me.

Hey hey &hellip & hellip

Some girls are paying attention to me.

What a beautiful thing, I am secretly happy, every day, secretly in the mirror, slightly dressed up!

These changes, if according to Taoist theory, are my primordial spirit, and in my body, they can finally be reflected.

In other words, I am slowly building a passage between the physical body and the primordial spirit.

Of course, this is only a small step, and it is still a small step that cannot be smaller.

After all, the completion of this passage was by no means an overnight effort.

It requires a lifetime or even several generations of hard work for those who cultivate the Tao and practice martial arts. (&lsquo several generations &rsquo probably, referring to reincarnation or something.) ）

The days fly by.

In the blink of an eye, the time for heads-up came.

On Friday, when I was back to school after eating, the big tiger stopped me in the playground.

&ldquo I heard that you are going to fight Qi Kai alone? &rdquo Big Tiger looked at me in disbelief.

I nodded: &ldquo uh-huh. &rdquo

&ldquo Ao, want to die! Fight with him, do you know how many people in our school follow him? You know? &ldquo

I thought about it: &ldquo The boys in the fifth class of high school seem to listen to him. &ldquo

Big Tiger: &ldquo know, you still pick with him? You say you, if you really want to be able to fight, you can't fight yet. You say &hellip&hellip, I don't even want to talk about you. So &hellip&hellip&ldquo

Dahu looked around and said, "My brother-in-law knows about this." What does he mean, seeing that we are all students, it is not good to fight together. As for him, he wants to set up a game, invite the two of you to dinner, and then make this matter a reality. &ldquo

I was stunned: &ldquo this&hellip&hellip&rdquo

To be honest, I'm glad I heard that. Uncle Big Tiger heard that he is a very powerful social person. It's very good to settle some troublesome things or something, he can come forward, and he really wants to resolve it, which seems to be good.

I thought about it for a while and said: &ldquo Then our uncle, if you really want to do this, I can do it, I will do it. &rdquo

Big Tiger: &ldquo Well, in this way, my brother-in-law is not helping in vain. As for him, he doesn't ask for much, you take two thousand out, it's over, the money for the dinner at night or something, you take care of it, do you think it's okay? &rdquo

Dahu looked at me with a serious face and said