The god-level master of the cold and beautiful president

The next morning, Chu Feng got up early under the urging of his mind. After a simple wash, he put on a sports suit and went to Yanwei Lake Park to continue his morning exercise.

Concerned about what happened yesterday, Chu Feng plans to try to see how the effect will be after fully mastering the elementary Xingyiquan. It is only necessary to fully master the basic stick techniques, so today he plans to practice stick techniques and boxing techniques.

On the way, Chu Feng called Tang Ying and told Tang Ying that he was going to Yanwei Lake Park for morning exercises, and asked Tang Ying if she wanted to paint.

Tang Ying was already ready in the dormitory, and when she heard Chu Feng's inquiry, she hurriedly nodded and said she would go.

In a female dormitory of Tunghai University.

Putting away the phone, Tang Ying thought that when she responded to Chu Feng just now, she seemed to be a little anxious, her pretty face blushed subconsciously, and she glanced at the other people in the dormitory, seeing that they didn't notice her strange behavior, Tang Ying secretly relieved.

Fearing that Chu Feng would get impatient waiting, the next moment, she carried the drawing board on her back and walked out the door of the dormitory...

Soon the two met in the artificial forest of Yanwei Lake Park.

"coming."

After Chu Feng and Tang Ying greeted each other, they practiced boxing on their own, and there was a special charm in every move.

After Tang Ying responded to Chu Feng's cry, she set up the drawing board and drew on the other side.

But as she was drawing, she was attracted by the scene of Chu Feng practicing boxing, and couldn't help but draw Chu Feng's appearance when he was practicing boxing...

"If you want to practice Xingyiquan, you must first practice the three-body posture, the three-body posture, the root of Xingyiquan..."

"Xingyiquan has a total of eight mustaches, which focus on the top, buckle, circle, poison, and hug...these eight mustaches each have three manifestations. That is, the three tops, the top of the head, has the hero of soaring to the sky; the top of the hand, has the power of pushing mountains; Tongue up, has the capacity of a roaring lion. Three buckles..."

"Xingyiquan, pictographs and meanings, has twelve shapes. It is a collective name for twelve animals such as dragon, eagle, monkey, bear, horse, turtle, and snake. Tigers have the power of bravery and skill in killing the enemy. .Snakes have the ability to pluck the grass, and the ingenuity of winding. The monkey queen is the spirit of climbing mountains, and the ingenuity of climbing..."

While waving his fist, Chu Feng's mind reverberated with the huge knowledge he acquired when he obtained the elementary level of Xingyiquan. At the same time, referring to this knowledge, he had a certain understanding in his heart.

At this moment, he truly realized the true meaning of Xingyiquan.

After that, he fully integrated into the world of Xingyiquan.

Fist techniques such as Piquan, Bengquan, Paoquan, Drilling Fist, and Hengquan are used one after another, and every time you punch, you can make a strong sound.

And under his feet, he used the footwork corresponding to the punching method at the same time. After combining with the punching method, he exerted the most powerful power!
In such a state of harmony between man and nature, Chu Feng fully displayed the boxing in his mind.

"The feeling of complete mastery is wonderful!"

After a punch, Chu Feng's clothes were already soaked with sweat. He stood there and looked at his fists, but he did not feel tired, but admired.

When he hadn't fully mastered Xingyiquan before, he could only use a few moves in Xingyiquan, and he felt uncomfortable when he used a larger move. He finally practiced the various moves of Xingyiquan and realized the magic of them, which always made him feel happy.

After resting for a while, Chu Feng found a cut branch from the forest, removed the forked branches on it, and waved it around.

He is practicing elementary stick techniques and wants to master the primary stick techniques.

after an hour.

Tang Ying stopped writing and looked at the portrait of the man on the drawing board. The corners of her mouth curled up in satisfaction.

Looking secretly at Chu Feng who was still waving the branches, Tang Ying felt a little sweet in her heart. Then, she raised her arm and looked at the watch. She thought that class was about to start, and Tang Ying started to pack her things. After packing, she rushed to Looking at Chu Feng on the other side, he waved his hand and said, "Chu Feng, I'm leaving, do you want to leave?"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Chu Feng stopped his movements, looked at the time, and found that it was past nine o'clock, feeling that time passed so quickly in his heart, he nodded at Tang Ying, smiled and said: "I didn't expect time to pass so fast, I It's time to go, let's take you back to school first?"

While speaking, he came to Tang Ying.

"Ah."

Tang Ying didn't know how to respond to Chu Feng's emotion, so she smiled faintly at Chu Feng.

Seeing this, Chu Feng only found it interesting, and then he took the drawing board from Tang Ying's hand and held it for Tang Ying.

"No...no need, I'll take it."

Tang Ying, who would hand over the drawing board to Chu Feng several times before, blushed and rejected Chu Feng's kindness in a panic today.

——There is a portrait of Chu Feng on the drawing board. If Chu Feng sees it, she will not be able to explain it.

"Then let's go."

Respecting Tang Ying's decision, Chu Feng nodded and said to Tang Ying.

The two then went to Tunghai University.

On the way, Chu Feng curiously asked Tang Ying what she was painting every morning.

Talking about her specialty, Tang Ying's eyes immediately brightened, and she told Chu Feng with great interest...

In the end, Tang Ying and Chu Feng waved goodbye at the gate of Donghai University.

After buying breakfast for one person on the way, Chu Feng returned to the Ziyuan Community.

Originally thought that Yang Qing should go to work at this time, what Chu Feng didn't expect was that after returning to the house, he heard Yang Qing washing in the bathroom.

Yang Qing obviously heard Chu Feng coming in, and after washing, she knocked on the door of Chu Feng's room.

"what happened?"

Opening the bedroom door, Chu Feng looked at Yang Qing strangely.

Holding an envelope in his hand, Yang Qing thanked Chu Feng, "Here is 2000 yuan for yesterday's medical expenses. Thank you for taking care of me yesterday."

"It's okay, you are my landlord. If you fall ill, I can talk to someone if I have anything to do."

Chu Feng took the money with a chuckle, and said calmly.

Yang Qing ignored Chu Feng's joke, recalled the phone call Chu Feng answered yesterday, and asked, "Should you not go to work today? In order to thank you for sending me to the hospital, I would like to treat you to a meal."

"Ah... eat?"

After thinking about it, Chu Feng said, "Why don't you make it for me at noon, and you don't go to work?"

He was a little curious about Yang Qing's career.

"I'll make it for you...?"

Yang Qing was a little dazed when she heard Chu Feng's first words. After hearing Chu Feng's question, she shook her head as a response, then turned and left with a frown, as if she had something on her mind.

Uh……

Seeing Yang Qing treating him like this again, Chu Feng immediately stared at Yang Qing's back with a dark face.

"Strange woman!"

While dissatisfied with Yang Qing's cold treatment of him again, Chu Feng could only helplessly shake his head and go back to the bedroom.

On the other side, after returning to the bedroom, Yang Qing opened a certain cooking software, frowning and choosing...

She seldom says no to requests from those who have helped her.

In the end, Yang Qing chose the simplest dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a dish of fried meat with fungus, and a dish of fresh fish soup.

Then, she held her mobile phone and began to delve into it...

Relying on her super strong memory... It took Yang Qing half an hour to memorize the recipes of the three dishes.

Then, she got up and went out to buy vegetables, and began to prepare Chinese food for Chu Feng.

In the bedroom, Chu Feng sat on the bed and sorted out his understanding of Xingyiquan in the morning. Not long after, he heard the sound of thunder and crackling outside the bedroom.

He thought that it was Yang Qing who was cooking, but Chu Feng didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to immerse himself in the experience he got in the morning, and stretched out his hand from time to time, making some strange movements.

"Chu Feng, it's time to eat..."

Two hours later, Yang Qing's reminder sounded outside the door.

Ok?
Hearing this, Chu Feng on the bed frowned suspiciously.

How do you feel, there is something wrong with this voice?