"The beautiful mountains and rivers are like colorful peaks-----"
"drink-----"
The sword array kept changing its formation. The swords flashed and the figures were looming.
"Ask me how my country looks like it's infected with a disease-----"
"drink------"
Zhang Chen held a long sword and did sixteen somersaults on the stage. While doing so, he kept changing his moves with the sword, creating beautiful sword flowers. Other students followed suit and did sixteen somersaults.
"Let's break through the bloody road and wave our hands, and work hard for the country's rejuvenation"
"How can we allow our country to be trampled upon again? This sleeping lion has gradually awakened-----"
"Drink, drink, drink------"
Zhang Chen and his students merged into one, like the Thousand-Flower Avalokitesvara, forming an impossible-to-defend-against-defense long dragon of destruction.
The long dragon galloped and danced on the stage, with powerful momentum and invincible.
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The music ended and the sword array stopped.
Zhang Chen waved his hand, and the students behind him took small steps forward, forming a neat human wall with him as the core.
"Salute." Zhang Chen shouted loudly.
Everyone raised their swords with one hand, with the blades turned outward and the tips stabbed straight into the roof of the auditorium.
Crash--
There was thunderous applause from the audience.
Zhang Chen led his disciples to retreat, but the students below the stage were still very excited.
"So cool. Those knife-wielding guys were so cool-----"
"So cool, this is martial arts, the real Chinese Kung Fu-----"
"It's those guys who always beat us up------"
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"What is Kung Fu?" Fang Yan asked, but this time he did not wait for everyone's answer, and gave his own answer: "It is not just about hitting and defending, not just about fighting and sports. It is Chinese culture, national self-confidence, an unyielding soul, and the capital for being invincible."
"In the text we studied, The Banquet at Hongmen, Xiang Zhuang danced with a sword, aiming at Pei Gong. This sentence clearly tells us that Xiang Zhuang must be an expert in swordsmanship. Otherwise, why would Fan Zeng call him in to 'dance with a sword' in an attempt to kill Liu Bang?"
"After Fan Kuai knew that Xiang Yu wanted to kill Liu Bang, he said, 'This is urgent. I want to go in and share the same fate with him.' Then he entered the army gate with a sword and a shield. The guards with halberds crossed wanted to stop him from entering, but Fan Kuai tilted his shield to hit them, and the guards fell to the ground. Then he entered. If Fan Kuai was not good at martial arts and not strong, would he dare to break into the camp with a shield? If he was not strong enough, he might not even be able to deal with the soldiers at the door of the barracks, let alone the guards falling to the ground. Then he entered. Isn't that the truth?"
The students in the audience burst into laughter.
They had just listened to music that made their blood boil and saw sword formations that made their blood boil. When they were madly in love with Chinese martial arts, Fang Yan just linked Chinese martial arts with the lessons they had learned, making them feel very involved and eager to learn and understand.
At this time, it was no longer Fang Yan who forced them to learn something, but they were eager to learn something.
Fang Yan didn't bring a textbook, but the students all brought theirs.
When Fang Yan casually mentioned the article "Hongmen Banquet", the audience could hear the sound of flipping pages. They wanted to find the original text and read it again, to understand the essence of the article and think carefully about the stories that happened to the various characters in the article.
When we were studying before, everyone focused on the two main characters, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu. Fang Yan now specifically pointed out the two warriors, Xiang Zhuang and Fan Kuai, and suddenly everyone became interested in their lives.
"Why did Prince Dan send Jing Ke to assassinate the King of Qin? It must be because Jing Ke's martial arts and intelligence are extraordinary. When studying the text, there may be a character that everyone does not pay much attention to. That is Jing Ke's deputy Qin Wuyang-----What is Jing Ke going to do? Assassinate the most powerful overlord at that time. Jing Ke is outstanding in ability and martial arts, which is recognized by everyone. Why was Qin Wuyang also selected to carry out the mission with Jing Ke?"
"Qin Wuyang was not a simple character. He had killed someone when he was twelve years old. Passers-by on the street dared not look at him straight in the eye. As you can imagine, he was also a very cruel guy. However, he was good at killing people, but he did not have an extraordinary mind. It is clearly written in the book that Qin Wuyang arrived at the steps of the Qin King's Palace holding a map box. His face changed drastically and he was very scared. The ministers of Qin State felt very strange about this. In the end, Jing Ke's assassination failed, and he had to bear the main responsibility. Therefore, martial artists have a saying that you should practice your muscles, bones and skin on the outside and your breath on the inside. If you only have strong skin and flesh, but not the breath in your heart, you will not be able to achieve great things. Qin Wuyang is a very typical example."
Fang Yan clapped his hands, and Fang Yingxiong, wearing a white Tang suit and holding a sword, ran out.
Clear and refreshing music sounded, this time it was Gu Zheng's version of the instrumental piece "Guangling San".
Fang Yingxiong started dancing with a sword in hand, so lightly and gracefully that people actually overlooked the fact that he was a fat man.
"Everyone must be familiar with this kind of Kung Fu. That's right, this is the Tai Chi we often talk about. Chinese Kung Fu has profound connotations, and its core idea is the Confucianism of harmony and nourishing Qi. Just now we talked about why Qin Wuyang failed? It was because he didn't know how to nourish Qi. He didn't have that kind of essence in his body, so he was too reluctant to enter the room, and he didn't perform well on the spot. He was nervous and afraid, so Qin Guo discovered his abnormality. Warriors and knights need to nourish Qi, but don't scholars need to nourish Qi? We also need to nourish Qi, and we nourish the noble and righteous Qi."
"The heaven and earth have righteous energy, which flows in all shapes and forms. Below, it is the rivers and mountains, and above, it is the sun and stars. If a person has a righteous energy, he will not be afraid of villains, and ghosts and gods will not be able to approach him."
"Teacher, how do we cultivate a righteous spirit?" a student asked loudly. "Should we get closer to Huang Haoran?"
Fang Yan laughed and said, "Getting closer to Huang Haoran is also a way to cultivate his righteousness. Don't we always say that people are like people. In my eyes, Huang Haoran is a student with righteousness."
Wow----
The eyes of the students in Class 9 were all focused on Huang Haoran's face. Isn't this guy too lucky to be praised by Teacher Fang Yan in front of more than 200 students and dozens of teachers
Students from other classes who knew Huang Haoran all looked at him with envy. Some who didn't know Huang Haoran also asked around to find out who Huang Haoran was.
Huang Haoran's face suddenly turned red, like a cooked crab. His eyes were red and his body was shaking.
"Huang Haoran-----" The students in Class 9 shouted Huang Haoran's name loudly.
"Huang Haoran-----"
"Huang Haoran-----"
"Huang Haoran------"
All the students in the audience were shouting this name that might be familiar or unfamiliar. Because of Fang Yan's words, Huang Haoran became the star hero of the whole audience.
Huang Haoran stood up and bowed deeply to where Fang Yan was standing.
Crash-----
The students applauded enthusiastically.
Somehow, they found this scene very touching.
Fang Yan waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet, and said: "Just now a student asked me how to cultivate righteousness. I think this question is very good. Reading can nourish the mind, and writing can cultivate the qi. Doing good deeds can gain righteousness. For us, this is not a difficult thing. It is also something that is easily overlooked by us."
After Fang Yingxiong finished his set of Tai Chi sword dance, he bowed to the audience with a serious face.
When the students saw his funny look, they burst into laughter.
However, they still did not forget to give the fat man a warm round of applause.
The third person to come on stage was Fang Haohan. He walked onto the stage holding a tall stack of glasses.
"Chinese Kung Fu is rooted in Confucianism, and also incorporates the Taoist philosophy of keeping still and being gentle - such as the Tai Chi sword performance we just saw. There is also the Buddhist meditation and contemplation, which is the Buddhist culture. Thus, it has formed a broad and profound martial arts system -"
Fang Haohan stood behind Fang Yan, bowed to the audience, then grabbed a glass and threw it on the ground.
Snap!
After a crisp sound, the glass broke into pieces.
The students in the audience were confused. Is this guy sick? Why did he run to the podium and smash a glass? Is this also Chinese Kung Fu
Even Fang Yan couldn't help but look back at Fang Haohan. You idiot, I asked you to come up and eat the glass, not to smash the glass----
Fang Haohan squatted down, picked up a piece of glass from the ground, put it into his mouth, and started chewing it with a crunching sound.
"Oh my god, he actually swallowed the glass into his stomach-----"
"Is it real? It's not a fake glass, is it? Can I touch it-----"
"How disgusting-----"
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"Punching, kicking, tripping, grappling, swordplay, climbing walls and flying over rooftops - even the dangerous man who came out of nowhere and is eating glass behind me - these are all part of Chinese Kung Fu. People often ask, does Chinese Kung Fu really exist? The answer is unquestionable."
Fang Yan waved his hand, and Fang Haohan, who was chewing glass in big mouthfuls, reluctantly threw the glass in his hand to Fang Yan.
Fang Yan took the glass, clasped his hands together and wrapped it in his palms.
He rubbed his hands quickly and a puff of white smoke came out from between his fingers.
When he opened his palms again, all the students saw was a pool of white powder.
call-----
He blew gently at the powder, and the white foam flew all over the sky, floating in the air like tiny snowflakes.
"Wow-----" All the students were stunned.
Is this okay? Is Teacher Fang Yan performing magic tricks
"Classmates, today's class ends here." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Goodbye."
Fang Yan turned around and prepared to leave.
To pretend to be so impressive is already quite satisfactory. No need to say another word, wave your hands or give any extra glances.
At this moment, the smile on Fang Yan's face suddenly froze, his pupils widened, and he looked incredulous.
At the entrance of the auditorium, a woman was standing leaning against the door.
Black leather jacket, black leather pants, neat black short hair, and a black scarf tied around his neck.
There was a sarcastic smile on her face, but her eyes were as bright and beautiful as the stars in the sky.
She walked through the corridor, past countless tables, chairs and students, and walked towards Fang Yan step by step.
She picked up the textbook of a student in the front row, tapped her sexy high heels on the concrete floor, and flew onto the stage, standing in front of Fang Yan.
Snapped!
She swung the textbook and hit Fang Yan on the head.
"No more cheap!"
Snapped!
He swung the textbook and hit Fang Yan on the head for the second time.
"No more cheap!"
Snapped!
She swung the textbook and hit Fang Yan on the head for the third time.
"No more cheap!"
(PS: Yes, Ye Wenrou is out. I haven't looked at the monthly ticket list for a long time, and I was shocked when I saw it. I'm not good at math, how many are there? If the monthly tickets exceed a thousand today, I will update a 10,000-word chapter of Ye Wenrou. Well, that's it! So cute!) (To be continued)