Antidote

"Come again," Cheng Ke watched Jiang Yuduo's third side kick with a very unstandard posture and sighed, "The center of gravity is too forward."

Jiang Yuduo snorted: "I think it's almost the same."

Cheng Ke didn't speak, raised his leg sideways, and kicked him on the arm with a side kick: "Like me?"

Jiang Yuduo sighed.

"Come again," Cheng Ke lifted his chin, "Go through the posture before going out..."

"Ha!" Jiang Yuduo roared before he finished speaking, and kicked another side, still not standard.

Jin'er was quite big, and Cheng Ke shook a step.

"I let your mind go through your posture and then your legs!" Cheng Ke stared at him.

"I'm over." Jiang Yuduo said.

"What have you done?" Cheng Ke walked behind him and pulled his shoulder with his hand. "Side! The right pedal! The center of gravity is put on the left foot, turn! The hip joint carries the leg! The knee rises! The calf kicks out! "

Jiang Yuduo was kicked halfway by him and hit him backwards.

"This posture is too awkward," Jiang Yu grabbed his eyebrows. "Kick and kick, so much attention."

"The correct posture can make you go more powerful on one foot," Cheng Ke was a little helpless. "If you don't put a horizontal kick first, you will change your mind. First come a few and kick, then teach you."

"Don't you say that horizontal kicking is the most commonly used, if you can't kick horizontally, your mother won't be kickboxing." Jiang Yuduo was a little unhappy.

"Then you haven't been **** right for a long time," Cheng Ke said. "Change the action..."

"No." Jiang Yuduo interrupted him.

"...Fuck," Cheng Ke was a little speechless, "Fine you again..."

"Ah!" Jiang Yuduo kicked again and again, kicking on his back.

Cheng Ke suddenly felt a little angry and turned his head to look at him: "Dad your uncle! My **** you make you want to understand the movement before you kick your legs! Have you ever thought about playing so many times!"

"Think!" Jiang Yuduo was also unhappy.

"You thought about a fart!" Cheng Ke raised his voice.

Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything.

"You have to think about it before you go out, or you can practice something else first." Cheng Ke turned and walked aside.

"Don't practice," Jiang Yuduo impatiently kicked a foot target on the ground. The foot target flew forward and hit Cheng Ke's heel. "I'm so annoyed, so many things."

"Did I let you practice?" Cheng Ke was sorely hurt, and suddenly turned a little bit of fire, turned to stare at him, "It's his mother who said every day that I promised and didn't teach?"

"Have you taught me this way?" Jiang Yuduo also glared at him, "This is not right, that's not right, how is it wrong! Did my **** kick once for a long time!"

"No!" Cheng Ke said, "even if you show me once!"

"No longer practicing." Jiang Yu grabbed his hand.

"Who frighten you?" Cheng Ke said, "You think I want to teach you?"

"My mother can kick you if you don't practice," Jiang Yuduo said.

"Come here," Cheng Ke fired and turned to open his arms at him. "Let me fly. Three brothers are so good. If you still use your mother to study, you can breathe into heaven."

Jiang Yuduo rushed over and kicked him against his chest.

Cheng Ke’s first reaction was that the kick was still in a wrong posture. The second reaction...there was no response. Jiang Yuduo was very fast. Even if he took the medicine for a year, he shouted that he was unresponsive every day. To keep things, the speed of the rush is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and it is very powerful.

Cheng Ke was kicked out by him with a few steps and took a hold of the next shelf before he stood firm.

"Aren't you awesome? The standard posture is beautiful! Center of gravity! Straight line! Hip joint! Knee joint!" Jiang Yuduo pointedly pointed at him, "I'm not so standard..."

Cheng Ke didn't let him finish his speech. Raising his leg was a standard hack, and he smashed Jiang Yuduo's shoulder hard. Cheng Ke likes to use Xia Chi, which is very lethal. At this time, he didn't use it too hard, but he also smashed Jiang Yu by two wrong steps.

"Xia Chai! I **** taught you!" Cheng Ke didn't give Jiang Yuduo a chance to stand firm. He suddenly turned around and kicked on Jiang Yuduo's face. He was still useless, but he still took Jiang Yuduo. Kicked to the ground, "It's the back swing now!"

"Fuck|Your uncle!" Jiang Yu grabbed his leg, jumped from the ground, bent over and bumped over, hit his shoulders on Cheng Ke's stomach, then pulled hard, knocking Cheng Ke down on the ground.

Then another punch hit Cheng Ke's face. Although he didn't use any force, Cheng Ke didn't have protective gear on his face, but he was still hit by the pain.

"You **** **** up!" Cheng Ke roared and raised his right hand to hit Jiang Yuduo's left rib.

Jiang Yuduoer loosened and was lifted by him.

Cheng Ke turned over and knelt down on his left knee. Without standing up, he kicked out and kicked Jiang Yu down.

Jiang Yu grabbed his foot when he fell and pulled hard.

The following scene was very confusing, and the two joined together on the ground.

Jiang Yuduo has always had no rules, how to do it smoothly, Cheng Ke strived to keep his movements undistorted under his rogue play, and every shot tried to be standard.

Although he didn't know what trick he used after hitting it, in short it was difficult to separate. In order to be fair, Cheng Ke also ripped off the protective gear on Jiang Yu's head during the melee.

"What's the matter with you two!" The voice of coach Xiao Yang came next to him, "Don't fight! How old are you!"

Then several coaches ran over and rushed.

Cheng Ke didn't want to stop at all. Jiang Yuduo didn't mean to stop. When they were forcibly opened, they kicked each other several times.

"Brother Cheng!" Xiao Yang Stroke shouted, "What the hell! Calm down!"

"Third Brother, Third Brother," Jiang Yuduo was also dragged by the three coaches, and he was embracing his legs. "How can you fight with Brother Cheng! Don't fight! Your own!"

"You ask him how he teaches people!" Jiang Yuduo pointed at Cheng Kehou, "I still pretended to be a coach when I broke the teaching level!"

"Shengyuan just like this! My **** can teach a fart!" Cheng Ke also roared.

"What student source?" Jiang Yuduo froze.

"Check it yourself," Cheng Ke flicked away the man holding his arm. "It's okay."

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak anymore. The people next to him looked at them for a while, then persuaded him a few more times, and walked away in three steps.

Cheng Ke and Jiang Yuduo stood on the spot for a while, but no one ignored them.

Cheng Ke didn't want to talk, it wasn't the main reason to fight with Jiang Yuduo. Fighting with Jiang Yuduo in the gym in front of more than a dozen fitness people and a bunch of coaches made him not want to talk. The biggest reason.

Shameful.

He rarely quarreled with Jiang Yuduo, and today he did not know what was going on.

It’s estimated that Jiang Yu won a stupid man for a long time, and he didn’t hold back from the beginning. Although he had strength in both sides, he didn’t even count in the moves. Except that he didn’t use too much force. It is unambiguous to hit anywhere.

Fuck.

It hurts.

Shameful.

Cheng Ke felt very unhappy. In the past, he took his coat and put his head around and walked to the gym entrance.

When he passed Jiang Yuduo's side, he didn't glance at Jiang Yuduo's face.

"Aren't you taking a shower?" Jiang Yuduo asked behind him.

"Wash a fart," Cheng Ketou said without replying.

"Fuck." Jiang Yuduo said.

Xiao Yang stood at the door, he was stunned when Cheng Ke came out: "Brother Cheng, left?"

"Well." Cheng Ke responded.

"Hey, you..." Xiao Yang sighed and estimated that he was still trying to persuade, but he didn't know what to say. "The third brother also left?"

"Don't you leave after being beaten?" Jiang Yuduo's voice came.

"Hey." Xiao Yang sighed again.

Cheng Ke took a few steps, thinking a little bit unconvinced, turned his head.

Jiang Yuduo followed tightly behind him. With this stop, Jiang Yuduo almost didn't stop hitting him, and raised an eyebrow: "Why!"

"You beaten up?" Cheng Ke said, "Are you carrying your head on the ground or ran all over the field? Beaten up? You didn't do it!"

"Then you said you didn't beat me!" Jiang Yuzhuo glared at him.

"Have you beat me?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Beating," Jiang Yuduo said, "then you are not beating me less! You **** lifted my helmet!"

"That's called head protection." Cheng Ke said.

"I'll call it a helmet," Jiang Yuduo said, "helmet, helmet, helmet."

"Get out of here." Cheng Ke turned his head and went on.

Jiang Yuduo continued to walk behind him, and nobody said anything along the way. Cheng Ke tried to turn back several times to see if Jiang Yuduo was still behind, but he gritted his teeth and did not look back.

I glanced at the shadow on the ground by turning.

I saw the shadow of Jiang Yuduo, who walked arrogantly and shook his arms.

Suddenly wanted to laugh.

Jiang Yuduo must still be unhappy, walking out of octopus posture with anger.

If not, I didn't smile, but I didn't look back.

He knew that he was a little anxious today, but Jiang Yuduo had obviously no patience at all, and his attitude was not correct, at least... he had no respect for the elderly and young children, he did not want to get used to it.

He is not Chen Qing.

After entering the house, Cheng Ke took the clothes directly to take a bath. Jiang Yuduo came over and wanted to say something. He closed the bathroom door.

"Are you really angry?" Jiang Yuduo said outside the door.

"Nonsense," Cheng Ke opened the door and looked at him. "You want to say you are not angry?"

"I'm exhausted." Jiang Yuduo said.

"I'm not exhausted yet!" Cheng Ke roared and closed the door again.

"This door can't stop me." Jiang Yuduo twisted the door handle.

"Dare to come in, I'll dare to use the sprinkler to pump you shameless." Cheng Ke took off his clothes and threw them into the dirty clothes basket.

As soon as he had finished speaking, the door was opened by Jiang Yuluo. He held a small wire in his hand and leaned against the door to watch him.

Cheng Ke took off the nozzle.

"I didn't go in," Jiang Yuduo said, "I just opened the door."

Cheng Ke's hand holding the nozzle was raised in the air.

After stopping for a few seconds, he put the spray head back, stripped off and started to take a shower.

"Why are you so angry," Jiang Yuduo said, "have been angry for half an hour."

"Is it you who wants to learn Taekwondo? Is it you who does not do the standard moves? Is it you who does not do the exercises that are not standard? Is it you who refuses to practice well and starts to hit people first?" Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo didn't speak.

"I'm still angry now," Cheng Ke said, "I don't have much patience, but I have endured it all, and after you endure, you come up with me and start working. I'm angry for half an hour. Do you feel long? I tell you I intend to Twenty-four hours later, wait slowly."

Jiang Yuduo had no voice, and Cheng Ke didn't look back at him and continued to take a shower.

After a long time, Jiang Yuduo sighed: "I didn't mean it."

Cheng Ke ignored him.

"I grew so old," Jiang Yuduo said. "It seems that I have never learned anything, and I feel...over and over again, annoying."

"Learning is not playing." Cheng Ke said.

"So I'm in a hurry," Jiang Yu snatched for a few seconds. "And I think... it's pretty shameless."

Cheng Ke froze, turned his head.

"Well." Jiang Yu snatched his head.

"What has no face?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Old school won't," Jiang Yu grabbed a frown. "Obviously you can't beat me, and I still pick me up. I'm obviously no one to fight, but I can't learn anymore, so I have no face."

Cheng Ke looked at him for a while: "You are not learning to fight now, and I am not teaching you to fight. This is two different things. This has nothing to do with who fights badly."

"Oh." Jiang Yuduo responded.

"Oh shit." Cheng Ke turned his head and continued to take a shower.

"Then do you still teach me?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"When my anger disappears," Cheng Ke said.

"When will you be angry?" Jiang Yuduo asked immediately.

Cheng Ke sighed and turned to look at him again.

"Do you want me to apologize to you?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"No," Cheng Ke said, "I know you have to work hard to apologize, I also have trouble listening."

"Then don't apologize when you get angry." Jiang Yuduo asked persistently.

"It disappears after the shower," Cheng Ke said, "Don't bother me."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo turned back to the living room.

When Cheng Ke came out after the shower, Jiang Yuduo was sitting on the sofa, watching with a meowed head in his hand.

This meow head was made by Cheng Ke, exhausted the life-long non-existent DIY ability, and made it well before Jiang Yu's birthday.

A large round hair ball bears two small round hair balls, and two small buttons are used to make the eyes. In addition, there is no nose and mouth, and no beard.

"Mickey Mouse!"

"Hamster!"

"Bamboo rat!"

"Golden bear!"

"pig!"

"I!"

"you!"

Jiang Yuduo guessed for a round but did not guess it was Meow.

Cheng Ke was not surprised by these answers at all. He didn't feel like a cat after he finished it.

But the meowed scarf became such a thing. Jiang Yu won't mind it at all. He didn't like it. He slept on the pillow at night and sometimes rubbed his face.

He felt soft for a moment when he thought of this, and stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Yuduo's head twice.

"Filled?" Jiang Yuduo raised his head and asked.

"Well." Cheng Ke sighed and took the washed underwear to the backyard to dry.

"I just thought about it," Jiang Yuduo followed, "I passed the action in my head."

"Which action?" Cheng Ke entered the room.

Jiang Yuduo followed up again: "Go through the horizontal kick first."

"The problem with kicking you horizontally is that the center of gravity is wrong," Cheng Ke went into the bedroom and took a t-shirt out of the closet and put it on. "Actually, I also feel very strange. When you fight, the center of gravity or direction is particularly stable. , How come I can't find the balance as soon as I get to the side."

"Now I found it, look!" Jiang Yuduo quickly set a frame, without waiting for Cheng Ke to stop, he had swept across the cabinet with a horizontal kick, "Ah!"

A black square plate hanging on the cabinet door fell to the ground.

"Dad your uncle!" Cheng Ke roared, "Foot off your feet!"

"How is it!" Jiang Yuduo raised his foot and rubbed it on his instep. "Right?"

"...Right," Cheng Ke was speechless, but Jiang Yuduo's kicking position was indeed right, not only right, but also very handsome, "Does your foot hurt?"

"No pain, I didn't work hard..." Jiang Yuduo saw the plate on the ground, "Oh fuck, isn't it broken?"

"You are more annoying than Meow." Cheng Ke picked up the plate, which was pulled down by Meow at least five times after hanging here, and the corners were slightly peeled off.

Jiang Yuduo made the plate, and every time he saw it, Cheng Ke would be surprised.

Various disassembled watch parts are arranged in disorder, the upper part is almost all round parts, large and small gears, balance wheel, large and small dials, the lower half is of various shapes irregular Bearings, pointers, springs, or staggered or overlapping.

Cloud and dandelion.

This is the name Jiang Yuduo gave to the painting.

Above is a dandelion, and below is a cloud.

Although this thing is a bit confusing like Jiang Yuduo's lamp, Cheng Ke still likes Jiang Yuduo's messy creativity.

Sometimes it feels like him, complicated and chaotic, but very simple.

"Not bad." Jiang Yuduo took the plate and hung it back on the cabinet door.

"Go take a shower." Cheng Ke said.

"I was just handsome." Jiang Yuduo asked.

"...Yes." Cheng Ke nodded.

"Are you really angry?" Jiang Yuduo asked again.

"I'm angry," Cheng Ke said.

"Then I will take a shower," Jiang Yuduo took the clothes happily, and turned and walked out of the bedroom.

Cheng Ke stretched out and lay down on the bed, looking at the plate with ecstasy.

Jiang Yuduo quickly returned to the bedroom after taking a shower, wiped his head with a towel, and walked to his side: "Cheng Ke."

"Huh?" Cheng Ke glanced at him.

"When you are angry... quite handsome." Jiang Yuduo said.

"...So?" Cheng Ke said, "Continue next time?"

"No," Jiang Yuduo smiled and touched on his stomach, "Just..."

Cheng Ke snorted: "Eating first, I'm hungry..."

"Hungry to eat me." Jiang Yuduo flicked the towel on the ground without waiting for him to finish.