What happened on Saturday night at the end of June spread throughout the school on Monday.

Han Yi completely became famous in the first year of the department.

Of course, the consequences are also very serious, the farmhouse restaurant complained to the school, and Director Chen of the Academic Affairs Office attached great importance to it, and the result of the fight came down two days later.

Han Yi was going to go to the big podium to review in front of all the teachers and students in the big class two days later. Han Yi fought twice to become famous, and he completely let the teacher classify him.

As for Chen Kai, he also has to go to the stage to review, and those who participated in the fight also have a 5,000-word written review, and they also need to stand on the big podium to appear.

The Registrar's Office handled it fairly fairly.

Hanjia Village Ancestral Hall.

On this day, there were no clouds, and the morning sun was like blood.

Han Yi came home from school to eat, then picked up the big gun and came to the ancestral hall, a week has passed, Han Yi has now shaken the big gun for nearly three minutes, and the progress is extremely fast.

I practiced for several hours, resting for a few minutes every time I shook it, and walked back and forth around the ancestral hall.

Before you know it, the night is already dark.

Han Yi put down the barrel of the big gun, and after letting out a long breath, he looked up from the front of the ancestral hall and saw that the Milky Way had appeared in the sky, as vast as the sea, and a full moon hung in the sky, as if it was within reach.

Seeing the moon, Han Yi thought of Xie Fan, the girl who was hotly impulsive and kissed for the first time.

Licking his tongue, Han Yi recalled the feeling of kissing at that time, but he didn't know how to face it with a headache.

Of course, the 5,000-word review, Han Yi has not yet written it, and it gives him a headache.

What Han Yi wants to do most these days is to learn some moves from his grandfather, he has already benefited from this fight, and his grandfather taught him boxing skills, which fascinates him very much.

It would be nice to be able to learn some tricks to beat people.

The night was dark, and Han Yi went down the mountain.

At the foot of the hill is quiet, except for the occasional barking of dogs, and the whole village is dotted with scattered lights.

When I entered the yard, my grandfather's house was already asleep.

When I entered the house, I saw that Han Xiaoye had already fallen asleep, and his posture was quite indecent, wearing this little pants, and riding on the quilt with a fork.

The evening at the end of June was still very hot, and it was estimated that Han Xiaoye was hot, and it was even hotter when the rural kang was cooking and burning the fire.

Han Yi washed his hands and feet in the outhouse, and after getting on the kang, Han Yi also relaxed himself when he lay down.

The moonlight shone in, and the stars outside the window became more and more numerous.

Turning sideways, Han Yi saw Han Xiaoye, who seemed to be flashing with an ivory-like halo in the moonlight, his face was slightly open, and there were a few beads of sweat hanging on Xiao Yao's delicate nose.

Han Yi picked up the small fan and crawled to Han Xiaoye's side and fanned her.

After fanning for a long time, Han Yi saw that Han Xiaoye was sleeping like a dead pig, his eyes rolled and he thought about it.

tiptoed down the kang, found the black ballpoint pen and came to Han Xiaoye's side, holding back a smile, and drew a king eight on Han Xiaoye's face.

Throwing the ballpoint pen, Han Yi rolled on the kang three times with a smile before venting his excitement, looking at the big king on Han Xiaoye's face, Han Yi almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Fortunately, in the end, he stuffed himself in the quilt and burst out laughing.

Han Yi laughed enough, continued to fan Han Xiaoye, and looked at Wang Ba on her face, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Isn't it too little to draw a place?

Han Yi thought of it as soon as he thought about it, so he followed Han Xiaoye from beginning to end.

finally stayed on Han Xiaoye's small pants.

Hey!

Han Yidu praised his cleverness, and tiptoed open Han Xiaoye's small pants again, revealing the inner groin, two meat balls like mutton fat jade white, warped, bouncing, and ready to come into view.

Han Yi's nervous hands were sweaty, he took out a black ballpoint pen, quickly drew two Wang Ba, and after gently putting on Han Xiaoye's pants, he rolled his body on the kang, and kicked the quilt vigorously in the quilt, laughing.

Han Xiaoye's ass has two kings on it!quack······ Han Xiaoye flipped his body, and Han Yi instantly froze.

The next day, when Han Yi woke up, Han Xiaoye was gone.

I looked at the quartz clock, it was exactly half past four, and it was time to get up and practice.

When Han Yi got dressed and looked in the mirror, he suddenly found that his face was also painted with a king, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and then he laughed. This dead girl's revenge is really fast.

But Han Xiaoye, you wouldn't have thought that even if you pierced the sky, I also drew two big kings on your ass!

Han Yi thought proudly, washed off the queen on his face, went out and picked up the big gun, and went to the ancestral hall of Jiguan Mountain.

Han Yi is shaking the big gun now, and today is exactly a week, in the first few days, Han Yi is still supporting him with muscle strength, but as time goes by, the strength of muscle stiffness gradually disappears, his body is getting more and more solid, and his waist strength is also full.

People also have a lot of energy, they used to be very sleepy, and it was impossible to get up at four or five o'clock, but now they feel that after shaking the bar every day, they sleep very solidly, and almost don't dream until half past four o'clock to practice.

When they arrived at the ancestral hall, Grandpa and Han Xiaoye were already practicing.

When Han Xiaoye saw Han Yi appear, he made a grimace at Han Yi and mocked Han Yi, so that Han Yi almost told her that there were two more kings on her ass.

But I just won't say, I'll see when you find out.

Han Yi stood up in the three-body pose and began to shake the big gun.

Two hours old, after relaxing at sunrise, Han Yi followed his grandfather down the mountain.

Halfway through, Han Yi asked his grandfather: "Grandpa, do you have any tricks for Xingyi Fist?"

Grandpa smoked a cigarette pouch, and the dry tobacco grown in the countryside smelled very good, "There are tricks, but you can't learn them now." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a trick, Han Yi's eyes lit up, but as soon as he heard that he couldn't learn it, he was immediately a little disappointed.

"Well, there are a few ways to play, and you can learn it in a few days. Grandpa said with a smile.

"Then grandpa, tell me this. Han Yi was hot again.

"Well, Xingyi boxing is divided into practice, fighting and acting, which are completely different, for example, the practice method should be to push the shoulder, push the elbow with the shoulder, and push the hand with the elbow, until the practice reaches the point of endless flow. And the way to play is to throw your hands out like a whip, chasing your hands with your elbows, elbows with your shoulders, and your shoulders with your body. Slap with both hands, it's very loud, clap your hands with your body, that's the way to play.

Take splitting boxing as an example, the practice method of splitting boxing is 'splitting boxing like pushing mountains', the body from back to front, slowly pushing point by point, pushing harder the better, so that you can grow kung fu; ”

Grandpa rolled up a cigarette pouch to manage the livestock, while Han Yi swept the yard pondering his grandfather's words, and after a while, Han Xiaoye's voice came from the house: "It's time to eat!"