"Come again," Cheng Ke sighed, watching Jiang Yuduo's third side kick thrown in an extremely nonstandard posture, "the center of gravity is too forward."
Jiang Yuduo clicked his tongue: "I think it's almost there."
Cheng Ke didn't speak, raised his leg sideways, and kicked his arm with a side kick: "About me?"
Jiang Yuduo sighed.
"Come again," Cheng Ke raised his chin, "go through the pose in your mind first and then come out..."
"Ha!" Jiang Yuduo roared before he could finish speaking, and kicked him sideways again, still not standard.
The strength was quite strong, and the kick made Cheng Ke take a step.
"I'll tell you to go through the pose before you get out of your head!" Cheng Ke stared at him.
"I passed." Jiang Yuduo said.
"What happened to you?" Cheng Ke walked behind him and grabbed his shoulder with his hand, "Side sideways! Push your right foot on the ground! Put your weight on your left foot, turn! Hip with legs! Knees up! Calf kicks out! "
Jiang Yuduo was kicked halfway by him and fell backwards and hit him.
"This posture is too awkward," Jiang Yuduo frowned, "Just kick and kick, so much attention."
"The correct posture can make you more powerful with one kick," Cheng Ke felt helpless, "If you don't let go of the horizontal kick first, you can change your mind. Let's kick a few first, and I'll teach you last time."
"Didn't you say that the horizontal kick is the most commonly used, and if you can't kick it, you can't fucking know Taekwondo." Jiang Yuduo was a little unhappy.
"Then you've been sideways for a long time and you're not right," Cheng Ke said, "change the action..."
"No." Jiang Yuduo interrupted him.
"...Fuck," Cheng Ke was a little speechless, "you can do it again..."
"Ah da!" Jiang Yuduo kicked him horizontally again and kicked him on the back.
Cheng Ke was a little angry, and turned to look at him: "Da you uncle! I fucking made you figure out the action before you kick! Did you think about it once after you kicked so many times!"
"I think about it!" Jiang Yuduo was also a little upset.
"You're thinking about a fart!" Cheng Ke raised his voice.
Jiang Yuduo said nothing.
"You have to think about it before you kick out your legs, or practice something else first." Cheng Ke turned and walked aside.
"Stop practicing," Jiang Yuduo kicked impatiently at a foot target on the ground, and the foot target flew forward and hit Cheng Ke's heel, "I'm so sick of it, so much shit."
"Did I let you practice?" Cheng Ke was smashed to the point of pain, and suddenly he was a little angry, turned around and stared at him, "Who the fuck said that I promised and didn't teach me every day?"
"Did you teach that!" Jiang Yuduo also glared at him, "It's not right, it's not right, it's not right at all! I've been kicking for so damn long, is it right once!"
"No!" Cheng Ke said, "Show me even if you are right once!"
"No more practice." Jiang Yuduo waved his hand.
"Who are you scaring?" Cheng Ke said, "Do you think I really want to teach?"
"I can kick you without fucking practice." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Come, come," Cheng Kehuo turned around and opened his arms at him, "Let me fly here, the third brother is so awesome, why the fuck do you still need to learn? You can let people go to heaven by just blowing your breath."
Jiang Yuduo rushed over and kicked him in the chest.
Cheng Ke's first reaction was that he was kicking and the posture was still wrong, and the second reaction... No reaction, Jiang Yuduo was very fast, even if he took the medicine for a year, he shouted every day that he was slow and couldn't remember. Thing, the speed at which it pounces is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and it is very powerful.
Cheng Ke was kicked out by him for several steps, and he helped the shelf next to him to stand firm.
"Aren't you pretty cool? Your posture is standard and your movements are beautiful! Center of gravity! Straight line! Hip joint! Knee joint!"
Cheng Ke didn't let him finish his words, but raising his leg was a standard downward slash, and smashed Jiang Yuduo's shoulder hard. Cheng Ke likes to use the downward slash very much, and it has great lethality. He didn't use too much force this time, but it also made Jiang Yuduo take two wrong steps to the side.
"Cut down! I fucking taught you!" Cheng Ke didn't give Jiang Yuduo a chance to stand firm, turned around suddenly and kicked Jiang Yuduo in the face, still useless, but still gave Jiang Yuduo Kicked to the ground, "Now it's a backswing!"
"Fuck you!" Jiang Yuduo kicked his legs, jumped up from the ground, bent over and bumped over, bumping his shoulder against Cheng Ke's stomach, and then slammed Cheng Ke to the ground.
Then another punch hit Cheng Ke's face. Although he didn't use any force, Cheng Ke didn't have any protective gear on his face, so it still hurt a lot.
"You're fucking upside down!" Cheng Ke roared, raised his hand and punched Jiang Yuduo's left rib.
Jiang Yuduo's strength loosened, and he opened it.
Cheng Ke stood up, knelt on his left knee, and kicked out without standing up, kicking Jiang Yuduo down.
When Jiang Yuduo fell, he grabbed his foot and pulled hard.
The next scene was very chaotic, and the two were fighting on the ground.
Jiang Yuduo has always had no rules, how to do it smoothly, Cheng Ke tried his best to keep his movements unchanged under his rogue style of play, and strived to be standard in every shot.
Although he didn't know what moves he used when he hit the back, it was hard to tell apart. For the sake of fairness, Cheng Ke ripped off the protective gear on Jiang Yuduo's head during the melee.
"What's the matter with you two!" The coach Xiao Yang's voice came from the side, "Stop fighting! What a man!"
Then several coaches ran over and jumped up.
Cheng Ke didn't want to stop at all, and Jiang Yuduo probably didn't mean to stop. When they were forcibly pushed aside, they kicked each other several times.
"Brother Cheng!" Xiao Yang Chongcheng roared, "What are you doing! Calm down!"
"Third brother, third brother," Jiang Yuduo was dragged by the three coaches over there, and he almost hugged his leg, "How can you and Brother Cheng fight! Stop fighting! Your own person!"
"Ask him how he taught people!" Jiang Yuduo pointed at Cheng Ke and roared, "If he breaks the teaching level, he still pretends to be a coach!"
"Shengyuan is just like this! I can teach a fucking shit!" Cheng Ke also roared.
"What source of students?" Jiang Yuduo was stunned.
"Check it out yourself," Cheng Ke shook off the man who was holding his arm, "It's alright."
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak any more, the people next to them watched them for a while, then persuaded them a few more times, and walked away in three steps.
Cheng Ke and Jiang Yuduo stood there for a while, ignoring each other.
Cheng Ke didn't want to talk, and the fight with Jiang Yuduo was not the main reason. It was the fight with Jiang Yuduo in the gym in front of more than a dozen bodybuilders and a bunch of coaches that made him not want to talk. biggest reason.
shame.
He rarely quarrels with Jiang Yuduo, and he is so hot today that he doesn't know why.
Jiang Yuduo is an idiot, it is estimated that he hasn't fought with people for too long, and he didn't hold back at the beginning. Although both sides have a lot of strength, they don't have a lot of moves. Except for the use of too much force, a punch There is no ambiguity in hitting anywhere.
Hold.
It hurts.
Also shameful.
Cheng Ke felt very unhappy, took his coat and put it on, turned his head, and walked towards the door of the gym.
When passing by Jiang Yuduo, he didn't even look at Jiang Yuduo's face.
"You don't take a bath?" Jiang Yuduo asked behind him.
"Shut up." Cheng Ke said without turning his head.
"Fuck." Jiang Yuduo said.
Xiao Yang stood at the door, and when Cheng Ke came out, he was stunned: "Brother Cheng, are you gone?"
"Well." Cheng Ke responded.
"Hey, you..." Xiao Yang sighed and probably wanted to persuade, but he didn't know what to say. "The third brother is gone too?"
"Why don't you leave after being beaten?" Jiang Yuduo's voice came from behind.
"Hey." Xiao Yang sighed again.
Cheng Ke took a few steps, thought a little unconvinced, and turned his head.
Jiang Yuduo followed closely behind him. When he stopped, Jiang Yuduo almost didn't stop and bumped into him, and raised his eyebrows: "Why!"
"Did you get beaten?" Cheng Ke said, "Did you hold your head on the ground and carry it on the ground or ran around? You got beaten? You didn't do it, did you?"
"Then say you beat me or not!" Jiang Yuduo glared at him.
"Did you beat me?" Cheng Ke asked.
"You beat me up," Jiang Yuduo said, "then you beat me up too! You fucking knocked off my helmet!"
"That's called a head guard." Cheng Ke said.
"I just call it a helmet," Jiang Yuduo said, "helmet, helmet, helmet."
"Fuck off." Cheng Ke turned his head and continued to walk forward.
Jiang Yuduo continued to walk behind him, and no one said a word along the way. Cheng Ke wanted to look back several times to see if Jiang Yuduo was still behind, but he gritted his teeth and did not look back.
I glanced at the shadow on the ground when I turned the corner.
I saw the shadow of Jiang Yuduo who was arrogantly walking with his arms thrown.
I suddenly wanted to laugh a little.
Jiang Yuduo was definitely still upset, so angry that he walked out of the octopus posture.
Bu Cheng Ke endured and did not laugh, and still did not look back.
He knew that he was in a hurry today, but Jiang Yuduo obviously had no patience for learning things, and his attitude was not correct at all. He didn't even have the least... respect for the old and love for the young.
He is not Chen Qing.
After entering the room, Cheng Ke directly took his clothes and went to take a shower. Jiang Yuduo came over and wanted to say something, and he closed the bathroom door.
"Are you really angry?" Jiang Yuduo said outside the door.
"Nonsense," Cheng Ke opened the door and looked at him, "you want to say you're not angry?"
"I'm out of anger." Jiang Yuduo said.
"I'm not finished yet!" Cheng Ke roared and closed the door again.
"This door can't stop me." Jiang Yuduo twisted the door handle.
"If you dare to come in, I will use the nozzle to hit you shamelessly." Cheng Ke took off his clothes and threw it into the dirty clothes basket.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was opened by Jiang Yuduo. He held a small wire in his hand and leaned against the door to look at him.
Cheng Ke took off the nozzle.
"I didn't go in," Jiang Yuduo said, "I just opened the door."
Cheng Ke raised his hand holding the nozzle in the air.
After a few seconds of rest, he put the nozzle back, stripped off and started taking a shower.
"Why are you so angry," Jiang Yuduo said, "I've been angry for half an hour."
"Is it you who wants to learn taekwondo, is it you who don't do the standard movements, is it you who doesn't want to practice well if you don't do it well, is it you who beat people first if you don't want to practice well?" Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
"I'm still angry now," Cheng Ke said, "I don't have much patience either, but I've endured it all the time. When you're done, you come up and start with me. I'm angry for half an hour, do you think it's too long? I'll tell you what I plan to do. If you are angry for another 24 hours, you can wait."
Jiang Yuduo was silent, and Cheng Ke didn't look back at him, and continued to take a bath.
After a long time, Jiang Yuduo sighed: "I didn't mean it either."
Cheng Ke ignored him.
"I've grown up so much," Jiang Yuduo said, "it seems like I've never learned anything, so I feel...over and over again, it's annoying."
"Learning is not playing." Cheng Ke said.
"So I'm in a hurry," Jiang Yuduo paused for a few seconds, "and I think... it's pretty shameless."
Cheng Ke was stunned and turned his head.
"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
"What shame?" Cheng Ke asked.
"I can't learn it all the time," Jiang Yuduo frowned. "You can't beat me, but you always pick on me. Obviously, I don't worry about anyone fighting, but in the end, I can't learn it, so I'm very embarrassed."
Cheng Ke looked at him for a long time: "You are not learning to fight now, and I am not teaching you to fight. These are two different things. It has nothing to do with who fights badly."
"Oh." Jiang Yuduo responded.
"Oh shit." Cheng Ke turned around and continued to take a shower.
"Then do you still teach me?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Wait for my anger to subside." Cheng Ke said.
"When can you calm down?" Jiang Yuduo asked immediately.
Cheng Ke sighed and turned to look at him again.
"Do you want me to apologize to you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"No," Cheng Ke said, "I know it's hard for you to apologize, and it's hard for me to listen."
"Then when will you calm down if you don't apologize?" Jiang Yuduo asked again persistently.
"It's gone after taking a shower," Cheng Ke said, "don't disturb me."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo turned and went back to the living room.
When Cheng Ke came out of the shower, Jiang Yuduo was sitting on the sofa, watching with a meow head in his hand.
This meow head was made by Cheng Ke. He exhausted his lifelong DIY ability that did not exist, and made it before Jiang Yuduo's birthday.
There are two small round hair balls on top of a big round hair ball, with two small buttons in the middle to make two eyes, other than that, there is no nose or mouth, not even a beard.
"Mickey Mouse!"
"Hamster!"
"Bamboo rat!"
"Golden Bear!"
"pig!"
"I!"
"you!"
Jiang Yuduo guessed around and didn't guess it was Meow.
Cheng Ke was not at all surprised by these answers, and he didn't feel like a cat when he finished it himself.
But Jiang Yuduo didn't mind when the meow fur scarf became such a thing. He liked it so much that he had to put it on his pillow at night, and sometimes rubbed his face.
Thinking of this, his heart softened for a while, and he reached out and scratched Jiang Yuduo's head twice.
"Is it out of anger?" Jiang Yuduo immediately raised his head and asked.
"Well." Cheng Ke sighed and took the washed underwear to the backyard to dry.
"I just thought about it," Jiang Yuduo followed, "I went through the action in my mind."
"Which action?" Cheng Ke entered the room.
Jiang Yuduo followed in again: "Go through the horizontal kick first."
"The problem with kicking you is that the center of gravity is wrong," Cheng Ke walked into the bedroom, took a T-shirt from the closet and put it on, "Actually, I also think it's strange, when you fight, your center of gravity and direction are very stable. , how come you can't find balance when you hit the side kick."
"I found it now, look!" Jiang Yuduo quickly put on a stance, and before Cheng Ke could stop him, he swept across the cabinet with a horizontal kick, "Ah da!"
A black square plate hanging from the cabinet door fell to the ground.
"Da you uncle!" Cheng Ke roared, "Your foot is broken!"
"How is it!" Jiang Yuduo raised his foot and rubbed the instep, "Right?"
"...That's right," Cheng Ke was speechless, but Jiang Yuduo's kick was indeed right, not only right, but also very handsome, "Does your feet hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, I didn't exert any strength..." Jiang Yuduo saw the plate on the ground, "Fuck, it's not broken, right?"
"You're more annoying than meow." Cheng Ke picked up the plate, which was pulled down by meow at least five times after it was hung here, and the paint on the corners was a little peeled off.
The plate was made by Jiang Yuduo, and Cheng Keyou would be surprised every time he saw it.
The various dismantled watch parts are arranged in a mess. The upper part is almost all circular parts, large and small gears, balance wheels, large and small dials, and the lower part is irregular in various shapes. Bearings, pointers, springs, or staggered or overlapping.
Clouds and dandelions.
This is the name Jiang Yuduo gave this painting.
Above is a dandelion, and below is a cloud.
Although this thing is just as confusing as the lamp made by Jiang Yuduo, Cheng Ke quite likes Jiang Yuduo's messy creativity.
Sometimes it feels just like him, complex and chaotic, but very simple.
"It's not broken." Jiang Yuduo took the plate and hung it back on the cabinet door.
"Go take a bath." Cheng Ke said.
"Am I pretty handsome just now?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"...Yes." Cheng Ke nodded.
"Aren't you really angry?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.
"I'm not angry anymore," Cheng Ke said.
"Then I'll take a shower," Jiang Yuduo happily took his clothes, turned and walked out of the bedroom.
Cheng Ke stretched out and lay down on the bed, looking at the plate in a trance.
Jiang Yuduo quickly returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, wiped his head with a towel, and walked to him: "Cheng Ke."
"Huh?" Cheng Ke glanced at him.
"When you're angry...you're quite handsome." Jiang Yuduo said.
"... So what?" Cheng Ke said, "Continue next time?"
"No," Jiang Yuduo touched his stomach with a smile, "just..."
Cheng Ke tutted: "Eat first, I'm hungry..."
"Eat me if you're hungry." Jiang Yuduo threw the towel on the ground before he could finish speaking, and threw himself up.