Yao Xianglin smiles, "really?"
"What, really?" Liu Qin is puzzled.
"Give priority to us, Ximing."
“……”
"You go back on it? Then I'll shout. "
"Really, really, really first, don't shout," said Liu Qin, laughing and crying. "I beg you for something."
"What's the matter, you say."
"Now that I'm used to water, what should I do next?" Liu Qin urged, "I know you want Zhang Ximing to teach me, but before learning swimming, should you practice something by yourself?"
"Yes." With that, Yao Xianglin jumped into the water and said, "come and learn to hold your breath and float with me first."
Liu Qin immediately stood ready, "OK."
"First of all, lie down in the water, then raise your hands high, relax your feet and lower your head, so you can float up," Yao Xianglin said. "Look, I'll show you."
"Good." Liu Qin opened his eyes wide.
Yao Xianglin stretched out and floated on the water like a driftwood.
Shaoqing straightened up and said, "that's it. You should practice first."
"I see."
Yao Xianglin ran to drink water, and Liu Qin began to practice breathing and floating.
It's a pity that Yao Xianglin did it easily, but Liu Qin couldn't.
Liu Qin thought it was because of his lack of effort, so he began to practice.
Suddenly, through the goggles, Liu Qin, who was practicing floating, saw a pair of straight legs and familiar swimming trunks. He quickly stood up and ran to the side warily.
What do you think I can do in full view of the public
Liu Qin was so angry that his teeth itched, "I didn't say what you can do, but it's not good for you to come here suddenly."
"Why not?" Zhang Ximing said with a faint smile, "just to give you some advice."
"No need."
"Then you will always fail."
"No way. I'll make it."
"The method is wrong. How can it be successful?"
"Who said I was wrong? I do it in the way Yao Xianglin taught me. "
Zhang Ximing raised his eyebrows. "Otherwise, would you try to stick your chin on your chest?"
Liu Qin a Leng, "you mean, I before the failure because the chin did not stick to the chest?"
"Why don't you try?" Zhang Ximing is still smiling, that kind of attitude makes people feel powerless that they want to kill but still can't.
Liu Qin glares at Zhang Ximing, puts on his goggles and floats again.
This time, she deliberately pressed her chin against her chest.
A miracle happened.
She was floating on the water.
This kind of feeling is very magical. After the limbs are relaxed, the body is like a leaf, moving gently with the slight ripples in the swimming pool.
Under the water, familiar swimming trunks came up, "how?"
If it wasn't for the breathing problem, Liu Qin really wanted to float on like this all the time - this kind of feeling of mastering a kind of survival ability is very good!
Maybe it's because she died once, maybe it's because she met danger. Liu Qin's survival instinct is especially strong. She is willing to learn more survival skills.
She stood up, regained her breath and pulled off her goggles. "I see. It's a great feeling."
"Do you want to continue learning?" Zhang Ximing asked with a smile.
"Yes." Liu Qin answered without hesitation.
"Then answer me first. Do my swimming trunks look good?"
"..." Liu Qin gritted his teeth, "you are playing a hooligan, you know?"
Seeing that Liu Qin was really angry, Zhang Ximing quickly restrained his banter and said, "well, I won't joke with you. I've learned to float. I'll teach you to kick."
All of a sudden, an idea rushes into Liu Qin's mind. Zhang Ximing doesn't like to make jokes like this. Why do he make jokes so often today? Does it make he Yifan jealous? But if this assumption holds, why does Zhang Ximing still say that he Yifan is not here?
I saw Zhang Ximing holding the edge of the pool with both hands. First, he tried to float. After determining the position, he stood up and said, "come here and hold the edge like me."
"Good." Liu Qin gets rid of the distractions and goes to study. Once it comes to study, Liu Qin works hard like a sponge thirsting for water.
Zhang Ximing's eyes flashed, and finally he couldn't resist, "your swimsuit is very beautiful."
The answer exploded in Liu Qin's mind. She was surprised and said, "you've just been joking about the next way. Are you just laying the groundwork for this sentence? If you don't joke like that, you're embarrassed to praise me directly, right? "
Zhang Ximing's mouth twitched slightly and blushed faintly. "What nonsense? Do you want to learn it or not? "
"You answer my question first." Liu Qin asked.
"What's the answer?" Zhang Ximing turned his head to prevent Liu Qin from seeing his increasingly red face
"... oh."
So Liu Qin began to learn to kick.
In general, the order of learning swimming is to learn breaststroke first, then learn backstroke, and then consider freestyle or butterfly stroke. What Zhang Ximing teaches Liu Qin is breaststroke.
Although the posture is very frustrating, it is easy to use. If you don't have a great fear of water, you can basically learn it in one day, including breathing.
Zhang Ximing first taught kicking, then asked Liu Qin to practice.
It goes without saying that Liu Qin's learning ability, as long as Zhang Ximing teaches him once, he can immediately grasp the essence, and then practice meticulously, with standard movements and powerful rhythm.
He Yifan sees Liu Qin learning to swim with Zhang Ximing. His heart is sour, but he also knows that it's not good to pass this time. At least he has to save face for Si Yijin.
"Yes." Zhang Ximing said.
Liu Qin stood up and gasped, "what do you do next?"
Zhang Ximing couldn't laugh or cry. "You've been kicking water for such a long time, aren't you tired?"
"It's a little sour." Liu Qin tells the truth.
"Do you want a rest?"
"No."
"..." Zhang Ximing said, "what are you doing so hard?"
"In order to live well." Liu Qin answered seriously.
"..." Zhang Ximing said nothing, "forget it, next, you float in front of me."
"Oh." Liu Qin put on his swimming glasses, adjusted his direction and began to float.
"Kick like you just did."
Liu Qin obediently began to kick.
However, after all, he is a beginner. Although his posture is standard, his direction is not accurate. He will turn left and right, just like a drunk toad struggling in the water.
Suddenly, the raised hand was caught.
It's Zhang Ximing who holds her hand.
"Go on, kick."
Liu Qin obediently kicks his legs, so they step back one by one and slowly move forward the other.
While practicing kicking, Zhang Ximing teaches Liu Qin to breathe. They practice at the same time.
Unconsciously, Zhang Ximing let go of Liu Qin's hand, and then saw Liu Qin swimming steadily forward.
Zhang Ximing drew back to one side with his lips hooked, leaning against the edge of the swimming pool, while Liu Qin swam down and forward, solid and powerful.