Zhang Xiaoxing noticed that Lin Tianyu was also on the list of the class committee and was a member of the sports committee.

Zhang Xiaoxing felt that there was some irony, and she couldn't understand what Han Yi's intention was in doing this.

It wasn't until after the first class that Zhang Xiaoxing learned about what happened in the morning amid the discussion of the classmates next to him.

Zhang Xiaoxing's body did not move, her head was lowered and her eyes quietly tilted back, she saw Han Yi sitting quietly on the chair looking out the window, the whole person was bathed in the warm sunshine in the morning, Han Yi cut his hair yesterday, Han Xiaoye also helped touch the curry water in the morning, Han Yi used to feel a little half-mixed, very attractive, and the temperament of the whole person has also changed a lot after three months of boxing, and the new hairstyle makes his whole person more three-dimensional and looks tough.

At this time, Han Yi didn't know what to think, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly and smiled, Zhang Xiaoxing felt his heart thump, and Zhang Xiaoxing's eyes were a little dazed for a while.

Zhang Xiaoxing saw Han Yi turn to look at the class, and hurriedly turned his head, lowering his head and pinching his ballpoint pen.

The weather in September also became mild.

Han Yi looked at the scenery outside the window, just now a tractor rumbled over, the car pulled a cart of straw, driving very slowly, when passing by a big pit, the driver did not dodge, the mother-in-law made on the straw rolled down with bumps, but nothing happened, patted his hands, and went to chase the tractor, but the tractor was too loud, and he didn't catch up all the way.

Han Yi smiled, feeling very warm.

Since killing the wanted criminal, Han Yi has also felt a change in his mentality, how to say that, it seems that he is getting older, his vision of things has also changed, and the whole person is a little more plain.

There was nothing to do for a day, and Han Yi went to pick up Han Xiaoye after school in the evening, and the two only rode one bicycle, so Han Yi put his schoolbag on the bicycle and tied it, and Han Xiaoye rode the car, and he ran home next to Han Xiaoye.

Han Yi had long wanted to test his endurance, running home was just in line with his idea, he could run down twenty miles, Han Yi believed that as long as he persevered, in one semester, his physical strength would definitely have an amazing increase.

Run for a month, and then gradually increase the load, you can add the lead block of the gaiters to increase the weight.

Bright energy, dark energy, and chemical energy, Han Yi's goal is to practice bright energy this semester.

I have to say that Han Xiaoye is a mouse, he forgot the pain of the scar, the road from school to Pingfang Village is asphalt, this girl is obviously playing tricks on Han Yi, riding fast for a while, riding slowly for a while, circling around Han Yi.

Han Yi ran after her for a while, and after being so tired and out of breath that he didn't pay attention to Han Xiaoye, he just ran slowly according to his breathing.

At this point, there are students on the road after school, naturally someone recognizes it as Han Yi, and I think that the news of Han Yi running home tomorrow will spread.

Han Yi is now quite famous in school, except for the students who have just entered junior high school, the first year of junior high school does not know, the second and third junior high school are famous.

Of course, Han Xiaoye still doesn't know how famous his brother is.

After waiting for the asphalt road, Han Xiaoye, the girl, stopped the car, learned well, and knew that the dirt road was the most difficult to ride, so Han Yi stopped running and took Han Xiaoye with him.

Well, it's more tiring than running.

The two of them arrived home at half past six today, and Han Yi, who was tired for half an hour, was sweating profusely, but Han Xiaoye was fine, and he didn't cry today.

In the evening, grandpa passed on Han Yi's cannon boxing practice and fighting style.

"The practice of cannon boxing is the same as other boxing methods of Wuxing boxing, it is also a three-body open, two feet kick a trip, the body is also forward, and at the same time the right hand drills up and pounces forward with the left hand, this is the tiger pounce, called out the tiger pounce. ”

"The cannon fist is fire, do you think that when our family lights firewood for cooking, will the dry firewood make a crackling sound when it is ignited, this is the explosive force, and the cannon fist wants this explosive force, which is suddenly released. ”

Therefore, the cannon fist is similar to a cannon, the front hand is horizontally framed in front of the eyebrows, and the back hand is straight out from the face door, attacking the enemy's face door, taking the image of opening the cannon, calling the front hand a gun carriage, and the back hand being a cannonball, and the punch route of the back hand is straight, and there must be an explosive force to start. It's a practice. ”

"There are many ways to practice cannon boxing, and there is another practice method, the back hand is not straight, but obliquely skimmed out, but it must be matched with footwork, you haven't learned footwork yet, so I won't teach you first. ”

"Now teach you how to fight, the artillery fist style pays attention to the fact that the firearm will fall as soon as it is fired, and there is a thunderous momentum! The main thing is to use the sudden explosive strength of the cannon fist to hit the vital parts of the opponent's body, and use the violent impact force of the cannon fist to achieve the purpose of disabling the opponent's internal organs and breaking the ribs on both sides. ”

"There are head-to-head direct attack guns, sideways guns pushing the window to look at the moon, and Lianzhu cannons, there are a lot of actual combat methods, you can master two or three kinds of enough, as the saying goes, one trick is eaten all over the world. ”

"First of all, when the head is directly attacked, the opening momentum is moved in a three-body posture, the opponent hits, passes through with his feet, and then shoots to meet the frame and leads the inside of the opponent's left arm, the left heel step, stepping on the middle door and stepping into the body, and the other hand is involuted and poked with the yang fist with the middle finger and index finger thumb pad, and the opponent's eyes are straight through, or attack the vital parts of the face to make it damaged. ”

"The sideways cannon pushes the window and Mochizuki occupies the right and right, one hand to meet the opponent's right hand, one hand to rotate outward, and the other hand to the opponent's rib cartilage; The hand of the greeting hand is pushed back, and the other hand is used to hit the ear door, temples, cheeks and other vital parts, and poke, poke, and hit directly. ”

"As for the Lianzhu Cannon, it's the same as a serial splitting fist and a serial drill punch, it's all a straight attack and a hard fight in one breath!"

Like yesterday, grandpa also finished talking about the practice of cannon boxing, and after the fight, he went into the house to rest, and Han Yi continued to practice boxing under the moon.

Han Yi has already found the right strength of the splitting fist, only the drill boxing strength and cannon fist strength that he has learned in the past two days have not yet been understood, Han Yi is not in a hurry, he is just practicing punch by punch, and he believes that he will be able to understand it sooner or later, and there is a grandfather who asks if he doesn't understand.

In this way, another week has passed, and grandpa has never handed over Han Yi's new boxing method this week, and Han Yi is also afraid that he will not be able to chew too much, so he also practices the three-way boxing of splitting and drilling guns, and he can practice energetically.

And Han Yi insisted on running home from school every day, but the time to get home with Han Xiaoye was gradually shortened and fixed to about an hour.

On Sunday, the crops in Hanjia Village were finished harvesting, and they were drying their crops, and the smell of grains could be smelled everywhere, which Han Yi couldn't describe.

Han Yi was standing on the open ground in front of the ancestral hall, his mind was silent, like the earth in a distant field where the stalks of crops had been cut off, silent and peaceful.

His eyes were half-squinted, empty, rolling like the wind, and his body shook and shook like a silkworm.

A police car appeared in his field of vision and slowly drove into Hanjia Village.