He Ma listened to the minister's screams, and sternly shouted: "Screaming while wearing protective gear? Too weak!"
Hema almost said "You are the navy", this is a stalk that military fans in the previous life often used when complaining about the conflicts between the old Japanese navy and army.
Mikako, who was watching from the side, suddenly smiled: "Hema, you seem to be a real teacher! You have an inner taste!"
"What do you mean by image? I am the teacher Fan Dai of Kiryu Dojo."
Kazuma glared at Mikako pretending to be angry.
Mikako stuck out her tongue.
Minister Sakamoto asked: "Can I go on the offensive?"
"Okay, come on!" Kazuma turned to Minister Sakamoto again.
Afterwards, He Ma spent the whole afternoon happily beating people, which can be regarded as a good release of the accumulated pressure from time travel to the present.
After all, he is "teaching" others, and after beating them up, others still thank him, which is always stress-relieving.
After beating up all the main candidates, Kazuma carried Fujii Mikako's bamboo knife and sighed in his heart: This is what the protagonist of the time-traveling novel should do.
Could it be that the elder brother who let me time travel before forgot about me, and now he finally remembers to give me the halo of the protagonist
Hema even began to think about whether he should dig out the bald finger of the Jinshan team, take the finger to Sumitomo Construction, and throw the finger in the face of that executive.
Maybe the executive will bow down and pay a premium to buy the dojo obediently.
But in the end, He Ma decided to forget it—unless he observes something later that can prove that he was suddenly added with golden thighs, such as suddenly discovering that he has more awesome entries during meditation.
To be reasonable, as a genuine time traveler, who came from the magical year of 2020, and has been a human being in two lifetimes, it doesn't make sense to not even give an entry.
Considering the disorder of time and space, it is reasonable to give an entry of "fool... traveler who does not belong to this era".
In the end, nothing was given, and the system still couldn’t add points. The experience was worth the risk of belching and wandering around before the gate of hell to earn it.
And to make a lot of money, you have to hum a song.
They are all time travelers, why is there such a big gap between themselves and others
Kazuma was immersed in complaining about his time travel experience, Mikako came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Have you... finished pointing out the boys?"
"Ah, yes, it's a good game, I mean, I'm addicted to being a teacher."
Chiyoko frowned: "Being a teacher? Is this a Chinese idiom?"
In Japan, until after the Meiji Restoration, there was a tradition of using Chinese. Literati and inkmen were proud of their knowledge of Chinese, and even used formal Chinese in correspondence.
It was only after the defeat of the Sino-Japanese War in the Qing Dynasty that Japan's culture of being proud of Chinese collapsed.
But until now, using Chinese idioms is still regarded as a kind of cultural behavior.
Kazuma spoke Chinese subconsciously just now, but she didn't expect Mikako to have heard this idiom before.
It seems that Mikako also has a bit of culture.
Kazuma looked at Mikako again, and Mikako was also looking at him with scrutiny.
"You... are fluent in English and use Chinese idioms. What happened to you during the winter vacation?"
"I just wrote down an idiom while watching those professors bragging on TV." He Ma prevaricated.
"What about English?"
"I'm good at English, and I've been pretending before." Hema started to be a little hypocritical, and he hasn't been discovered by Mikako that his soul has been swapped, because the character of the person who was worn by the soul has many similarities with Hema place, so Mikako didn't feel it.
But if Mikako wants to be serious, there are many things that cannot be explained at all.
Fortunately, although Mikako looked suspicious, she didn't continue to be serious, but changed the subject: "Okay, I'll take it like this. Come on, boys, you are done pointing it out, it's time to point me out. You promised I'm going to demonstrate that thrust in slow motion."
Only then did He Ma remember that there was still this matter, and he was too busy beating the members just now, so he forgot all about it.
Now that Mikako has promised, he can only teach. Kazuma carefully calculated how to change his movements, and then began to demonstrate.
"Look, you want to do this..."
He Ma demonstrated the actions he had changed.
Very good, without activating the sword skill, it seems that this method is feasible.
Mikako was watching seriously, and just after the demonstration with the horse, she followed suit: "This way...then..."
"Stop!" Kazuma interrupted Mikako's movement, stepped forward and directly adjusted her posture, "Space your legs a little, lower your center of gravity, and you will have to step continuously later, and an unstable center of gravity will easily cause problems."
Mikako obediently let herself be played with the horse like a big doll.
Her face turned rosy, probably because the nutrition from the lunch was transported along the blood.
"Okay, that's the way to start. Then step forward..." Kazuma continued to teach Mikako how to use the thrust.
At this time, Daimon Goro came over: "Kiryu! Don't teach them these skills that they can't use in kendo!"
Kazuma: "As long as the power is not as powerful as I just used, it should be fine as a normal sword skill for kendo competitions, right?"
"How to defend like this? Have you considered the distance between the two sides at the beginning of the kendo competition? You will be hit directly before you make a move." Daimon Goro scolded seriously, but then changed the subject, "Of course it can be like you It is as fast as when it was just launched, so it should be able to form an effective attack first, but the speed and power of sword skills are often integrated, the faster the speed, the greater the power, if the power is strong enough to make the bamboo knife explode, the referee will definitely judge Illegal!"
And the horse scratched his head.
He looked at Mikako, then leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Tomorrow morning the gate teacher will be guarding the school gate and won't come to see the morning exercise. I'll teach you then."
Mikako smiled, and was about to answer, Daimongoro said coldly: "You are not allowed to teach during practice tomorrow morning! The preliminaries of the district are coming soon, there is not much time to practice, teach her something useful."
He Ma nodded immediately: "Understood! Teaching is useful."
Daimon Goro nodded, turned around to check other people's practice, and suddenly remembered something and turned around and said: "Also, don't teach other useful things about teaching kendo!"
He Ma pretended not to understand: "What else?"
Mikako raised her hand and asked, "Can't English be taught?"
Damon Goro snorted, ignored the two who were obviously playing tricks, and walked towards the other members who were practicing with vigorous square steps.
He exchanged a glance with Ma and Mikako.
Mikako laughed first.
Although her round face is a bit different from the melon seed face that Chinese people are used to, the pair of small canine teeth and the cute round face she shows when she smiles are quite good.
**
In the blink of an eye, the afternoon practice was over, and he and Ma had a short meditation at the end to check his state.
Then I found that I didn't gain any actual combat experience.
It can be said that, apart from releasing the pressure and taking a lot of money from Meijiazi, He Ma didn't get anything.
Damn it won't work, He Ma thought, I have to find a way to trap people in my dojo to pay tuition, so that there is still a source of income before selling the dojo.
The number of people in the dojo has prospered, and there are more worries when doing the extreme way.
The students in the dojo, especially the male students, should be tied up if they want to be tied up. When the time comes, Hema will definitely call the police directly.
Mikako carried her things and ran to Hema who had just finished meditation: "Today... we can't go back together, my mother came to pick me up in a car. Hema, I hope your family's affairs can be resolved as soon as possible. I will go to your dojo at that time Sign up to learn kendo."
No no, if it is resolved smoothly, I will have no dojo. Kazuma thought so in his heart, but on the surface he smiled at Mikako: "Okay, I accept your good words."
Mikako nodded: "Then I... let's go, goodbye."
She raised her hand and waved lightly to the horse.
Then the girl turned around and trotted away.
Smacking lips with horses - just waving goodbye, thought there was going to be a goodbye kiss or something.
However, in the 1980s, Tokyo in the 1980s was not as hot as later generations, and the girls were bigger and Nadeko.
Picking up his things with the horse, he left the kendo gym with brisk steps with a good mood gained from decompression and interacting with the beautiful girl.
Next, he is going to pick up Chiyoko, and then go to the shopping street to buy ingredients together.
Given the family's financial situation, today I either eat fish or curry—whatever is cheap anyway.
Alas, I don't know how long it will take before I can eat real top-level Japanese food, such as kaiseki or something.
As a national of the foodie country in his previous life, Hema suppressed the saliva in his mouth and left the dojo.