This is a boxing gym, but Mu Qingyun is standing on a pile.

The body does not move, only a pair of legs, a pair of feet and a butterfly in flowers, stepping on countless small shot put balls that keep rolling back and forth, interspersed.

Ten minutes later.

"Wrong seventeen times."

Jia Junhao twisted his waist and turned around, and two bamboo pieces slammed into her calf, causing pain.

Mu Qingyun shook a few times to stabilize himself, and rolled his eyes wildly: "@#¥%. ”

Jia Junhao, he was only wearing a thin shirt all over his body, turned his head and continued to box, his movements were stretched, extremely hard and powerful, a pair of legs were particularly flexible, and every time the movable stake in front of him was kicked by him, no matter which direction he kicked, the stake hit the same point.

As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, Mu Qingyun keenly felt a breath stinging her skin, although it was invisible to the naked eye, she instinctively felt extremely dangerous.

"Pay attention to my muscle strength, classmate Mu, you are different from others, in terms of talent, no one I have ever seen can compare to you, and the best talent is difficult to compare with you, so we don't have to use the 'stupid' method to practice."

Jia Junhao is now training Mu Qingyun, using the method of training mature masters.

Mu Qingyun's feet didn't stop, and his eyes stared at Jia Junhao's movements without blinking.

If he doesn't look carefully, he can't actually see the power at all, and even if there is, most of them are deliberate tricks.

But Mu Qingyun looked at it for a long time, and finally saw a particularly beautiful curve in that subtle movement, as if it was glowing.

[Strength +0.001+0.001+0.001...... Dexterity +0.001+0.001+0.001......]

At the beginning, she stood on these shot puts, and she fell headlong in ten seconds, and the second time she could stand for five or six minutes, and soon, she would not fall after standing for more than ten minutes.

Although she was always in a hurry by Jia Junhao's surprise attack, Mu Qingyun herself knew that her learning speed was simply impossible under normal circumstances.

The more she practiced, the more instinctively familiar she felt, as if her body was still unfamiliar with it, but her soul was ready.

Name: Mu Qingyun (Characteristic: Heavenly Reward)

Age 16

Intelligence: 5 (+0.7)

Strength 4 (+0.3)

Dexterity 4 (+0.2)

Spirit 5 (+0.7)

Skills: Nursing 5, Cooking 5 (+0.7), Piano 2 (Absolute Pitch +0.8) Poke Foot 1.

Mu Qingyun learned 'poke feet' at this time, and it is said that it is also the first set of boxing techniques that Jia Junhao learned, don't look at him proficient in various ancient martial arts, but the most refined and familiar is this set.

simply use it to lay the foundation for Mu Qingyun.

Jia Junhao stared at Mu Qingyun and stood on the pile for two hours, from frequent mistakes, to where he pointed, the little girl could step on it steadily, pondered for a while, jumped up one step, kicked it violently, and kicked the little girl in front of the door.

Instinctively, Mu Qingyun suddenly wanted to sweep over with a palm, bully forward, twist and kick, but her thoughts were fast, and her body didn't keep up for a while, so she only had time to block her arms and stumble into the air.

Jia Junhao stretched out his hand to lift it, but he raised his eyebrows and sighed.

The coaches of the entire gym tilted their bodies and twisted their heads to look, and there was an uproar for a while.

It's not that the coaches in the gym can't stop Jia Junhao's leg, but only two top fighters in the entire gym can do it, and they are still on full alert.

"What's the origin of this little girl, just her fight, this consciousness, it will take at least seven or eight years to cultivate. How old is she! ”

Jia Junhao floated down the shot put and decided not to give Mu a chance to kick him.

As a teacher, it's not a good thing to lose authority too quickly.

"Give me those three teacups."

Jia Junhao directly poured the teacup full of tea, put one on Mu Qingyun's head, and put one in the palm of his hand.

"Don't spill it."

Mu Qingyun: "......"

"From the time you stand on the stake, who is the fourth to come to the ring to see you?"

“…… Red-dressed. ”

A layer of fine beads of sweat finally oozed from the corners of Mu Qingyun's forehead, and he began to feel the difficulty.

She felt that it was a little difficult, and all the students who were practicing the basic skills over there were trembling with fear.

The newcomers have inquired with the senior brothers: "Do the senior brothers also practice like this?" How does it feel? Do we also want to practice pile gong like this? ”

Senior Brothers: "...... Practice a fart! ”

Just refine them.

The old coaches glanced at each other and smiled half-frightenedly: "I haven't given you any special means yet, if your basic skills don't improve, then you really have to put a nail board under your feet and press bamboo nails on the acupoints." ”

Student: "......"

Although I am a little nervous in my heart, I want to see and understand, but I also think about it, for now, this basic skill is quite enough, and there is no need to increase it.

They watched the little classmate move around on the round shot put, and they only felt their hearts beating.

Mu Qingyun was actually very comfortable.

The pores of the whole body seem to be opening and closing, expelling all impurities from the body.

A surging stream of heat is flowing.

I can clearly feel the strength rising little by little, and the changes in my body are so obvious.

This feeling is even better than the comfort she feels when she is studying, but fortunately she still has some self-control, otherwise she would have been immersed in this kind of training and would never have thought of doing anything else.

Mu Qingyun's intoxication and happiness are visible to the naked eye, and progress is also visible to the naked eye.

Several veteran coaches couldn't help but look at her intently.

There are also two young coaches who are active, directly set up a camera to shoot a video, and ran to Mu Qingyun's side with a smile to ask for authorization.

"Didn't Zhou Fan say a few days ago that he wanted to do an advertisement for us? I watched the advertisements he shot, but they were not as good as the ones I shot with my mobile phone, so I cut this video and showed it to him, it can shock him to death! ”

Mu Qingyun didn't mind, but he felt that he would definitely not be on camera, and no one should watch it.

But I was very happy to get a consumption card of 5,000 yuan.

The method of placing the teacup on the top of her head was very effective, and Mu Qingyun instantly felt that her movements were a little out of shape, and the teacup would inevitably not stand, so she had to concentrate on it, and the efficiency of the pile was instantly improved a lot.

Time passed minute by minute, and Mu Qingyun finally came back to his senses and looked up at the window.

The sun is setting and the north wind is blowing.

In the bustling street market in the back street, the lights are lit up.

It's time to go home.

Jia Junhao looked at Mu Qingyun inch by inch from head to toe, and Mu Qingyun was a little helpless by him.

"What's in me?"

"Rich!"

Jia Junhao was thoughtful, didn't drive first, put on a Bluetooth headset and called Mr. Qiao, "Mr. Qiao, I think my charging standard needs to be changed, if it is calculated by time, it will be a loss for you, it is better to calculate it according to efficiency?" ”

"Don't your Qiao family have a talent evaluation system? If Mu meets the third-level talent standard, you give me 500,000, the second-level gives me 1 million, the first-level you give me 5 million, and if it reaches the S-level, I don't want much, how about 10 million? Bargain, right? ”

Qiao Tian: "You can really do business." ”

Mu Qingyun: Somehow, I suddenly felt a little proud.

When he got home, Lou Fangzheng was eating instant noodles tastelessly, and he didn't even cook them, so he took the noodles and biscuits and gnawed them, looking at the poor baba.

The pile of good things he had brought back was neatly hung in the kitchen.

Mu Qingyun hurriedly stewed the rice, cut the meat slices, grabbed a large handful of sharp peppers, and finally simply fried a sharp pepper slices, and then stewed a tomato fat beef soup.

It can be done in ten minutes.

The three of them wiped out an entire pot of rice in one go.

Mu Qingyun ate the most, eating two-thirds of it alone, and the remaining one-third was Teacher Xiaofang and Jia Junhao's.

"By the way, our Joe always said that he wanted to do an experiment."

Jia Junhao poured a small cup of rice wine, and he didn't know where he got it, "Tomorrow's disaster drill, classmate Mu, you perform well and strive to be upstream." ”

Mu Qingyun was dumbfounded: "......"

She originally wanted to find a way to open a case slip from Mr. Qiao to avoid the disaster drill.

Immediately, she needs to be involved in these scripts, and she will be rewarded according to certain standards for each stage of the script.

Mu Qingyun himself is fine, and Mr. Qiao is 120,000 curious about these rewards.