Making up his mind, Wang yongchong's heart hooks his fingers, just like the strange millet that tempts the little girl.
"Do you know a stick falling from the sky?"
Zhong Xin raised his small face and said: "are you talking about the Tathagata staff?"
"..." Wang Yonggang wanted to go on, and suddenly felt that when he discussed this with a girl, how could he think more and more dirty?
With a light cough, Wang Yong quickly straightened out: "OK, I'm not kidding. In fact, what I'm going to teach you is a spring chanting stick, which is called 6:30 stick. Yongchun, as you know, is a very suitable skill for women to practice. Not only because it is small and flexible, but also because it can have a strong attack power when used properly. Half past six as the master weapon in Yongchun boxing, of course, has the above two points... "
Just when Wang Yong introduced him, Zhong Xin impatiently interrupted Wang Yong's words: "Mr. Wang, you can make a long story short and directly say what level of people can you fight with this stick?"
"What grade?" Wang Yong thought about it“ Do you remember the Taekwondo school that we kicked off? "
"I remember."
"As long as you practice, it's easy to fight that librarian." Wang Yong has no psychological burden to pull the owner of the library.
If the poor librarian knew that he was lying with a gun, he would go all out to Wang Yong. Even if someone else's martial arts school is closed, they should take someone as a typical textbook!
As soon as he heard that he could defeat the opponent at the master level, Zhong Xin immediately smiles and urges Wang Yong to teach.
Looking around, Wang Yong found that there was no standard long stick, so he could only take the right to use it as a teaching material.
"The stick is also called" stick ". It was also a major weapon in ancient battlefield. If the tip of a weapon such as a long spear and a long knife was broken, it would need to be recycled locally and used as a stick technique. Otherwise, just throw it away and wait to be beaten by the enemy with weapons! And the stick mainly causes blunt injuries and bruises. Of course, it is common for severe people to break their tendons and fractures with a stick. "
After a brief introduction to the weapon of xiacuan with Zhong Xin, Wang Yong immediately pressed his wrist, and the mop stick jumped up and fell into Wang Yong's hand.
Later, Wang Yong moved around and began to play Yongchun at 6:30.
Wang Yong is not a Yongchun disciple. In fact, his understanding of cudgel technique has increased a lot. It can't be regarded as 6:30 cudgel in the true sense.
Just listening to the wind, it's like a hair dryer in the courtyard. Wang Yong's dazzling display of a 6:30 stick is soul stirring.
In the nearby flower garden, several plants were affected by the wind, and a large number of leaves fell, just like a storm.
Next to the clock heart to see the little face red, eyes flashing light, I do not know who imagined the scene of beating.
After a long time, Wang Yong suddenly roared and hit a blooming flower in the garden with a mop.
Fierce wind head down, see that flower will be knocked down.
But Wang Yong's wrist stopped slightly, and the falling stick stopped suddenly and stopped steadily on the flower.
Only the wind force drives the petals to tremble faintly and drop the fluffy pollen.
"Great! That's great The heart of the clock clapped its hand and yelled.
Wang Yong said with a smile: "when you practice to my level of ease, you will be successful. Come on, teacher. In fact, the move of 6:30 stick is very simple. Why is it called 6:30 stick? Because the stick set consists of six and a half moves, you just need to remember these six and a half moves and practice them frequently. "
Zhong Xin thought it was very difficult. As soon as he heard that there were only six and a half moves, he cheered and couldn't wait to ask Wang Yong to teach them.
Wang Yong, on the other hand, instantly transformed himself from a tutor into a boxer, giving Zhong Xin a martial arts lesson.
"At half past six, beginners should first practice killing and cutting sticks. That is to turn a wooden ladder upside down as a stick pile, and do not touch the wooden ladder above, below, left and right. This is equivalent to the six thirty stick in the horse step, is the basic knowledge. Let's try... "
Wang Yong tells the story while taking over the Zhong gardener's folding two foot ladder as teaching equipment.
Wang Yong stood watching and asked Zhong Xin to practice six and a half moves in the box of the ladder, never to touch the beams around the ladder.
When you touch it, draw a little turtle on your face.
At first, Zhong Xin was still unconvinced. She had the strength of Taiyi Hunyuan pile. She thought she was strong enough to be a little master.
Who knows that in the first five minutes, the heart of the clock was beating like a mold, and the stick didn't touch the ladder at all. Zhong Xin is very proud of this, and he always looks at Wang Yong.
But five minutes later, the head of the clock began to shake, and there was a faint sign of touching the ladder.
Wang Yong was smiling and waiting for his pen to move.
Sure enough, after a while, the heart of the clock hit the ladder. Wang Yong quickly came forward and drew a small turtle on Zhong Xin's forehead.
Wang Yong's painting is very small, because Wang Yong is afraid that there will be no place to draw on Zhong Xin's face later.
But Wang Yong thought of that moment, but did not expect that moment to come so soon.
Just over half an hour later, Zhong Xin's face was covered with little turtles.
Dense, from a distance, Zhong Xin is just like the black faced Baogong in Beijing opera.
"Go on!" Wang Yong showed no mercy and continued to be honest.
Zhong Xin can only pout his little mouth and continue to practice until he feels numb, but he doesn't make much progress.
Helpless, Wang Yong could only shake his head and said: "I wanted you to learn this stick technique and pass it on to other students in the class. Later, you will be the eldest martial sister in the class. Anyone who sees you has to say hello, elder martial sister. It's just a pity. It seems that you can't bear this heavy task. It seems that I should think about it... "
"Elder martial sister?" On hearing these three words, Zhong Xin's eyes suddenly widened.
The impact of these three words on these children is far greater than that of any monitor or group leader. Just imagine that no matter who sees you after work, everyone should respectfully shout "senior sister". That scene is exciting enough to make people yearn for.
"No! Xiaohua's talent is very poor. She doesn't have the talent to practice martial arts, and she's not suitable for it! This elder martial sister can only be my Zhong Xin, and it's settled! " Zhong Xin cried out anxiously.
With that, no matter whether Wang Yong agreed or not, he turned his head and concentrated on practicing. But I didn't see a smug thief smile from the corner of Wang Yong's mouth.
It has to be said that Wang Yong's grasp of Zhong Xin's character is very accurate. Driven by the power of elder martial sister, Zhong Xin made great progress.
It used to touch the ladder at least twice in a minute, but now it doesn't touch it once in five minutes.
As she said, she does have talent, but sometimes she doesn't want to stimulate it by hard work.
This is a common problem for most children, especially the pampered children of the second generation.
"Zhong Xin, what's the matter with you?" At this time, Zhongyi came back from work. As soon as she entered the yard, she saw her sister with a full face.
Zhong Xin didn't pay attention to his favorite, but he was so angry that he could not get by with his feet.
Seeing this, I can only look at Wang Yong and ask for the answer.
Wang Yong said with a smile, "it's nothing. I teach her a new stick technique for self-defense. That's the punishment for the wrong
Zhong Yi's face turned black and said, "childish."
He turned and went into the house to change his clothes.
And Wang Yong yelled after him, "why don't you follow me? After all, you are more likely to encounter danger than Zhong Xin! "
Zhongyi Wenyan turns his head and stares at Wang Yong, obviously thinking of the embarrassing incident in the group company.
At that time, I didn't realize that, looking back now, Wang Yong must have found out the toxicity of nutmeg, and even saw the indecent behavior of Zhongyi.
Every time I think about it, Zhong Yi's face turns red, and some of them dare not see Wang Yong.
Wang Yong seems to have a heart, thought of the scene he saw at the beginning. The feeling of the picture is so strong that Wang Yong can't help but swallow his mouth.
This tiny action is noticed by Zhongyi, and immediately arouses Zhongyi's killing eyes.
After warning Wang Yong with his eyes, Zhong Yi said faintly: "with your help, the hidden danger that I am most worried about has been completely eliminated. Where is the danger? Thank you so much
Zhongyi refers to the death of sun zanglong. Sun zanglong has shares in Zhong's group. Now that sun zanglong dies, the shares can still be inherited by his wife and children legally. But in the management and operation of the company, Zhongyi is completely out of the way, and the company is completely controlled by Zhongyi.
So it's not random to say thank you to Wang Yong.