"What about internal strength? Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms? Longevity Jue? Heavenly Demon Dafa?" Xu Qing continued to ask.
Jiang He looked bewildered, frowned and said, "What is that?"
"You... how do you practice kung fu?"
"Practice since childhood."
"Do you think I can learn?"
Xu Qing stood up straight, gestured, and looked at her expectantly.
"You're too old." Jiang He looked him up and down for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Even if you have determination and perseverance, you won't achieve anything."
"Yes! Yes! You don't want to achieve much, just learn as long as you can. I will take you as my teacher?"
"..."
"Aren't these masters very strict?" Xu Qing patted his forehead, "It's me who was abrupt, it doesn't matter, first..."
"No. They are all tricks of the rivers and lakes, so there is no such thing as a teacher."
Seeing his appearance, Jiang He couldn't bear to refuse, so he took two steps back after thinking for a while, lowered his waist and put on a posture, and said: "Practice martial arts first train the waist, train the waist first practice the pile, exert strength from the ground..."
"Wait, wait... Is this the beginning?" Xu Qing was dumbfounded.
Action is too strong.
"You are already old, and martial arts training is a long-term thing, and it is accumulated bit by bit."
"Then don't practice piles?"
"How can you practice martial arts without practicing piles?" Jiang He asked strangely.
"..."
Xu Qing held back for a while, "How long will it take to practice this pile?"
"Three years."
"Cough...you try on that dress first, if it doesn't fit, I'll take it back to the shop and change it." Xu Qing turned around nonchalantly, packed up the bag on the sofa, and handed it to Jiang He, "Others... You should think about it first, really If you don’t understand, I will try to teach you.”
"No more martial arts?"
"Next time."
Three years... If he could stand up, he would have been a soldier in the first place.
Xu Qing looked at the sword on the table in disappointment, and continued to ask: "Can I learn swordsmanship directly?"
"The hands can't keep up with the eyes, and the eyes can't keep up with the hands, so I can only learn to play tricks."
"Fine."
The door of the room was closed, and Jiang He hid in the room to try on clothes. Xu Qing sat on the sofa, bored, picked up Jiang He's sword and pulled it out to have a look. Long sigh.
The fantasy of martial arts is gone.
No, after I get used to it, I have to dig out some cheats or something.
After waiting for a while, Jiang He came out of the room. He had already changed into an off-white long-sleeved knitted jacket with jeans, and his hair was tied behind his head with a rope. He looked clean and tidy, which made Xu Qing's eyes shine.
People rely on clothes, and ancient girls looked pretty good in ordinary women's clothes.
"I've tried everything, it fits well, thank you... Young Man." Jiang He still felt that the clothes were a bit awkward, and he pulled the hem of the clothes unnaturally with his fingers, and then said something that made him even more awkward.
Xu Qing waved his hand happily, "It's easy!"
After a pause, he carefully looked at Jiang He's eyes again, rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "Don't move... turn around and let me have a look."
"I forgot to buy you a hair tie. The rope that binds your hair is weird and uncoordinated. Let your hair spread out first."
Watching Jiang He untie the rope from his hair, and his black hair loosened, Xu Qing nodded in satisfaction, and the last bit of disobedience disappeared.
Going out with the current image, as long as you don't speak or move around, there are basically no major flaws.
"I'll take you out for a stroll in the evening, and buy a new hair tie by the way, don't forget to remind me." He ordered, and then took out the precautions and problems to be solved that were listed on the paper yesterday and rearranged them.
The girl was very cooperative, saving him—or both of them, a lot of trouble.
Xu Qing likes to deal with smart people, that's why, she doesn't need to spend too much energy on those inexplicable things... Fortunately, this ancient girl is only poor in cognition, not IQ.
…
It was already afternoon in a blink of an eye.
"What are u doing?"
Hearing the movement outside, Jiang He in the room opened a crack in the door to take a look, hesitatingly walked out of the living room and stood behind Xu Qing, looking at the strange thing in front of him.
"This is called a computer."
Xu Qing pressed pause, still worried about the fact that she destroyed the TV, and carefully introduced its function and possible human situations.
The TV is only a few hundred yuan, and this computer is worth a dozen TVs, which is considered a super valuable item.
"That book...is it difficult to read?" He couldn't help asking when he saw Jiang He looking a little depressed.
"Well, it's hard."
Jiang He was silent for a while, then nodded slightly, "I'll take a look."
"Take your time, don't rush... After all, no one has ever encountered this before. If it were on me, I might not be as good as you." Xu Qing comforted her, making sure that she would not suddenly violently kick her computer, and then Go ahead and watch it up.
"What is this?" Jiang He asked again.
"It's very difficult to explain... You can think of it as clairvoyance, where I can see what's happening thousands of miles away."
Xu Qing had a pen in his hand, and a notebook in front of the computer. On the screen was the news broadcast—yesterday’s rebroadcast. Because the TV was smashed by Jiang He, he didn’t have time to watch it, so he had to make up for it today.
Speaking of this, I have to mention Xu Qing's career. Although he hasn't found a job yet, he edited various movies when he was bored in college. He developed from a hobby to a small up owner, and he can guarantee that he doesn't earn much in a month. Life.
As for the news broadcast... Of course, it's not for editing material, it's just for watching—yes, he is still a qualified leek, and he is a fighter among leeks.
Once in the news, there was a scene of home-cooked pickles on a certain plane in just a few seconds, and Fuling went straight to the daily limit the next day. The graphics card of this computer was earned at that time.
It has long been his habit to sit in front of the TV at seven o'clock every night for laymen to watch the excitement, and for professionals to watch the doorway.
Jiang He didn't bother him anymore, just stood aside and watched silently. Ten minutes later, the broadcast ended. Xu Qing sorted out the few messages written down in the notebook, put the pen in it and put it away, before she spoke again: "You don't have to Do you work?"
"This is work." Xu Qing smiled and explained: "It takes brains to make money in this world."
"merchant?"
"Hmm... not very accurate, but it can be understood in this way. You will understand it when you get familiar with this world in the future."
He operated the computer to log into his main account of UP, looked at the background data, and said, "This is not what you need to know at the moment, start from the most basic things, the best thing is to look at the history, the history of modern development—for you It’s quite difficult to get familiar with it at once, let’s have a general understanding first.”
Jiang He was speechless, and he was even more sure that this was an old rich landlord and son of a rich family.
"By the way, how about your masters' martial arts?" Xu Qing suddenly asked while looking at the movie clips in the background of the account.
"Very strong."
"Very strong..."
He nodded, moved the mouse to open Jet Li's version of The Swordsman, and started playing under Jiang He's surprised eyes.
In the edited version, the fighting climax lasted more than six minutes, but the power of the embroidery needle in Lin Qingxia's hand to move mountains and fill seas shocked Jiang He quite a bit.
Clairvoyance... what happens thousands of miles away.
Xu Qing was amused by her shocking appearance, restrained his expression, and asked in a serious manner:
"Is it that strong?"