Chapter 66: Grinding Ink
Purposeful exercise and purposeless exercise is not the same, the focus of running boxing is running, but the fundamental lies in the use of hand speed, people since childhood, feet have been able to run, how to run when punching speed to keep up, naturally is the most basic content of running boxing.
In the next month, Li Bingyang got up early every morning and went out in the direction of the cemetery, firstly, he was interested in the calligraphy of the elderly, and brought some breakfast to the elderly every day.
On the other hand, he takes one punch at a time every day, not only to practice the speed of his hands, but also to practice his leg strength.
"Young man, you bring breakfast again, it's a waste of effort!" the old man said, but today he didn't look at it, he opened it and tasted it, which was a breakthrough for Li Bingyang.
"Haha, didn't you eat it too!" Li Bingyang was very happy to see the old man eating.
"Even if I eat it, don't say how long I have been practicing calligraphy with this hand! Just say which scenes in TV dramas do you really think it is, and if I have the ability, I will teach it to you? Not to mention your current foundation, have you learned it? Are you practicing martial arts?"
As the old man spoke, he slowly finished the meal, just some rice porridge and soft steamed buns.
Li Bingyang was naturally not surprised that the old man knew that he practiced martial arts, and for so long, he punched step by step, palm by step, and figured out his strength.
"Well, I'm doing boxing. When it comes to boxing, Li Bingyang is very excited.
"Your practice is a bit strange, coming and going, just thinking about walking and running and punching?" the old man looked at it and smiled, and shook his head.
"You see, I came up with a lot of things before, and I thought that I didn't want to train my strength at the beginning, but it was difficult to show my strength after I improved it, so I wanted to play better. ”
This is something he is interested in, young and crazy, does not hide his thoughts, and always thinks that there is no other in the world.
"Oh, tell me?" the old man seemed to be a little interested, rubbed his eyes, and sat up straighter.
"You see, I divide boxing into squatting, walking, and running. Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken!" Li Bingyang said very excitedly.
"I've heard this sentence, the fire cloud evil god said it on the TV you watched before, right!"
The old man said, looked up at the sky, got up and took two steps, as if he wanted to move his arms and legs, but he still smiled bitterly.
"When people are old, they have to accept their fate! God is watching from above!"
What he said was not the same as Li Bingyang's donkey lips, and Li Bingyang understood it, but he couldn't understand the meaning.
"Reciting Huang Tingjuan and drinking Changsheng wine. Kung Fu is this thing, when I get old, I still don't have this pen in my hand!"
The old man's words were quite touching.
Li Bingyang didn't care, he also had some experience in figuring out boxing recently, and he had recorded the advantages and disadvantages of all the official members of the association, such as five-step boxing, serial boxing, one-way long boxing, and two-way long boxing.
may really have this martial arts talent, although these martial arts can only be used as a foundation, but he has already mastered them within a month, according to him, this has all reached the level of boxing.
In addition, during this time, he has resumed his strength training, and has practiced more than 100 push-ups, and he has now begun to practice fist hardness, which is an important part of running boxing.
Hardness and speed must be somewhat related, no matter how big the wind blows the paper, it is easy to blow through, but when replaced with iron sheets, it can withstand stronger, faster, and even hit people more powerfully. That's why cars aren't made of plastic.
"Let me see how your calligraphy is!" the old man finally opened his mouth and raised the topic of watching calligraphy.
This time the conversation finally turned to the topic, Li Bingyang talked about martial arts is just his biggest hobby, but he has not forgotten that for himself, the most important thing to learn when he comes to this old man is something.
"Okay, then I'll wash my hands first, uncle!" Li Bingyang nodded, he just read the old man's words for a while, and went out to practice boxing for a while.
The old man seemed to see his state: "There is a broom at the door, you can sweep the cemetery for me, this is also my job, I am lazy today, you can do it for a while?"
If you are not afraid not to open your mouth, you are afraid that you will not be able to open it. Since the old man opened his mouth, Li Bingyang naturally didn't feel distressed, squeaked happily, picked up the broom and walked out.
"The flower path has never been swept by guests, and the Pengmen is now open for you. Li Bingyang sang softly in his mouth, with the wind blowing on his body, but there was some happiness in his heart.
If you are tired in the future, it is not bad to sweep the courtyard and receive visitors in your spare time.
Sweeping the courtyard, if people are too purposeful, they will only feel wasted time, and their hearts will become more and more irritable. But if you can blend in, it's the best way to calm your mind.
I saw that the sky was clear and the earth was clear. This is a greater sense of honor than a person who simply washes his hands.
"Sweep quite carefully!" When Li Bingyang was sweeping the floor, the old man had been looking at him at the gate of the cemetery, and when he saw that he was not in a hurry, he nodded slightly.
Li Bingyang heard the old man's praise, and before he had time to be proud, he heard the old man's tone change: "But you make me an old man, and I can be regarded as an elder, and I can't help but say that I can't wait for so long, and I won't take it as an example." ”
"Is this a test for me?" Li Bingyang thought to himself, but his mouth was respectful: "The things that the elders explain must be completed with all their hearts, but the kid didn't prepare before doing things, and the arrangements were made properly, so he did something wrong, I hope you can forgive me!
The old man was about to open his mouth, when he saw the inkstone on the table, and suddenly asked, "Do you know how to grind ink?"
Li Bingyang also stayed, he usually writes, he buys good brush ink, where will he specialize in ink, this really can't.
"I'm sorry, uncle! I always use the ink I bought, and I have never studied ink before. ”
The old man closed his eyes and nodded, as if he was a little sleepy: "I'll teach you, add a drop of water first." ”
Li Bingyang did as he did and poured a drop of water into the inkstone.
"Note: At the beginning, you can't add too much water, too much water is the main reason for the ink grinding is not thick, and the other reason for the ink grinding is not thick is that the ink ingot quality is too poor, or the ink ability under the inkstone is too poor. ”
What the old man said, Li Bingyang remembered in his heart, and he thought that he must write it down in his notebook when he went back.
"If you want to write a good character in the future, you must study the ink yourself, there are two methods of ink grinding that we commonly use now, one is the grinding method, and the other is the circle grinding ink method......
Li Bingyang saw that the old man yawned after speaking, and was about to ask the old man if there was any difference, and then saw that the old man had fallen asleep slightly. He didn't dare to disturb him, so he also sat on the stool and waited quietly for the old man to wake up.