Super Pickup King

Li Yangming smiled and introduced: "Tang Qi, this is my little Lu Bing, Lu Bing, this is my brother Tang Qi."

"Tang Qi... Are you Tang Qi?" Lu Bing was shocked when he heard the words, then his eyes widened.

Tang Qi was surprised: "Do you know me?"

Lu Bing smiled and said, "The mysterious man who can make Sister Chu Ya chase down, who doesn't know Yanjing City." Although Lu Bing's attitude is not bad, he obviously doesn't pay much attention to Tang Qi.

Tang Qi didn't care about Lu Bing's attitude. Lu Bing's words gave him a bad feeling. Li Yangming looked at Tang Qi with a smile on his face and said, "Brother, it seems that your situation is not good!"

Tang Qi gave Li Yangming an angry look. Li Yangming smiled and said, "Let's go, rest assured, ordinary brothers who dare to mess up can settle for you." Li Yangming's tone was obviously not emboldened.

Li Yangming got in the car and said, "I'll take you to the hotel first. I have to go home in the afternoon and pick you up in the evening."

Tang Qi nodded and said, "You don't care about me."

The hotel was booked by Li Yangming. According to him, Yanjing is my place. Tang Qi did not refuse.

At the Grand Hyatt Hotel, Li Yangming left Lu Bing’s car to Tang Qi, and he drove a taxi with Lu Bing to leave. After Tang Qi had a meal, after a simple wash, he went with Xiao Qin to the address given by Long Lao. Before arriving at a courtyard, Tang Qi looked at the house number, confirmed that it was correct, and knocked on the door.

"Who are you looking for?"

The one who opened the door was a middle-aged woman with a strong Beijing accent in her words.

Tang Qi hurriedly said, "Hello, I'm looking for senior Yang Qingyu."

The woman opened the door and said, "Come in."

When Tang Qi and Xiao Qin entered the door, the woman closed the door and led the two of them into the courtyard. This is a triple-entry courtyard. The decoration is in the style of the last century. Entering the door seems to have traveled to another era. There is one in the courtyard. An old man in practice clothes was busy working in a circled field to grow vegetables. When he saw a visitor, the old man picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands.

"Where are you from, who is your master?" The old man looked at Tang Qi, with a gleam in his flat eyes.

When the old man’s gaze fell on Tang Qi’s body, Tang Qi suddenly stiffened his hair and his spine became cold, as if he was being stared at by a tiger who wanted to choose someone. The chill did not dissipate until the old man’s gaze eased, Tang Qi slightly With a sigh of relief, the eyes looking at the old man were a bit solemn, he didn't believe that the moment he had just experienced was an illusion.

After he recovered, Tang Qi hurriedly said respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Yang, this is Tang Qi, Grandpa Long asked me to come to you."

Hearing this, Yang Qingyu was slightly stunned, and said in amazement: "Are you Tang Qi, Old Man Long's apprentice?"

Tang Qi didn't know why Yang Qingyu asked, so he nodded. Yang Qingyu said again: "Who taught you your kung fu?"

Tang Qi was stunned when he heard this, and then said in amazement for a while: "Kung Fu? I can't know Kung Fu!"

An anger surged on Yang Qingyu's face and said coldly: "Are you doubting my eyesight?"

Tang Qi was confused as Monk Zhang Er, and hurriedly said: "Old Yang, you have misunderstood, I really don't know Kung Fu."

"Haha!" Yang Qingyu's face became more angry, and suddenly he shook his hands into claws and grabbed Tang Qi. Xiao Qin's expression behind Tang Qi changed and he hurriedly stood in front of Tang Qi and raised his hand to block Yang Qingyu's hand. Xiao Qin's pupils contracted as soon as the person touched him, and his body fell aside involuntarily, flying seven or eight meters away before landing on the ground, seemingly dangerous but Xiao Qin was not hurt at all.

When Xiao Qin flew, Yang Qingyu’s hand fell on Tang Qi’s chest. The crisis hit Tang Qi's airflow spontaneously. Tang Qi conditioned his reflex to reach out and block Yang Qingyu’s hand. At the moment they touched, their bodies were shocked, and then Yang Qingyu slapped Tang Qi with another palm. Tang Qi awkwardly blocked the left and the right. Every time he fought, he was hit by a heavy hammer, if not for the spontaneous airflow in the body. Shili Tang Qi had already flown out like Xiao Qin.

Xiao Qin, who fell to the side, looked at Tang Qi with a shocked expression. He couldn't believe that Tang Qi, an old man who couldn't even handle a single move, could compete with him.

Tang Qi discovered the magic of the airflow in his body, and he was a little excited while groaning secretly. It turned out that he was carrying a strange power without knowing it. The strength of the old man's hand was getting stronger and stronger. Tang Qi finally couldn't resist falling back. After standing firm, Tang Qi looked at Yang Qingyu with a guarded face, went to see Yang Qingyu standing there and looked at himself with amazement, and did not continue to do it.

"Weird, weird!" Yang Qingyu shook his head and muttered to himself. After a short fight, he also found that Tang Qikong had a lot of strength, but he didn't have a bit of effort.

After a long while, Yang Qingyu looked at Tang Qi and said, "Have you really never learned kung fu?"

Tang Qi was a little angry, and said angrily: "I haven't studied it before, why did I lie to you?"

Yang Qingyu also realized that his hospitality was a little improper, and said apologetically: "I misunderstood you, come, sit." Yang Qingyu took Tang Qi to sit on the rattan chair in the yard, and then ordered the middle school again. The young woman said: "Xiao Chen, pour tea."

Even if he asked others, Tang Qi could not let go of his sleeves even though he was dissatisfied. What's more, he was full of curiosity about Yang Lao in front of him. Long Lao said that Yang Qingyu was a famous engraver, but he did not say that he was a master engraver. Still a master of kung fu.

After the tea was served, Yang Qingyu held up the teacup to enlighten Tang. After taking a sip of the tea, Yang Qingyu said, "Let me call you Xiao Tang. Who taught you the technique of luck?"

Tang Qi was taken aback, and then said: "When I was young, I learned a set of acupuncture and moxibustion formulas from my grandfather."

Yang Qingyu heard this. Although he had never heard of any Chinese medicine technique that can be used to practice strength, but there are many strangers and strangers on the land of China, how can he treat it with common sense, and then Yang Qingyu is a little excited. Few, but none of them can pass on the mantle, Tang Qi in front of him is exactly the jade that is hard to find even with a lantern.

Tang Qi didn’t know Yang Qingyu’s thoughts, but when he saw Yang Qingyu’s weird eyes, Tang Qi touched his nose unnaturally, and said, “Old Yang, I’m here to trouble you to carve something for me this time. Block material."

Yang Qingyu nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Old man Long told me about your business. It's not in a hurry. I ask you, do you want to learn kung fu?"

Tang Qi was taken aback. Every man had a dream of martial arts. Unfortunately, the dream has shattered as he grows older. Now it is a society under the rule of law. Even though there is no use of kung fu, although Tang Qi is interested, his interest is not so great. .

Seeing Tang Qi's hesitation, Yang Qingyu said nervously, "You have reached the level of strength, but you don't know how to use it. I can teach you."

Tang Qi was a little moved when he said, "Lao Yang, I'm still in college in South China, I'm afraid I don't have so much time to learn from you."

Yang Qingyu said, "The traffic is so developed now, so you can come to me when you are on holiday."

Tang Qi said again: "But I have a master."

Yang Qingyu blurted out: "It's okay, there is no way of thinking now. Old man Long teaches you antiques, what I teach you is kung fu, no conflict, I will talk to old man Long."

Tang Qi: "..."

"That's it, come and follow me to worship the ancestor." Yang Qingyu stood up, pulled Tang Qi and walked to the backyard.

Tang Qi was helpless. As Yang Qingyu walked into a slightly visible room, two portraits hung on the east wall of the room. Yang Qingyu lit three incense sticks and handed them to Tang Qi, then pointed to the first portrait and said, "This is me. Grandpa Yang Luchan, the founder of Yang Family Tai Chi." Tang Qi learned Yang Qingyu's movements and bowed and put the incense in his hand into the incense burner. Then he knocked his head three more times. After the ceremony, Yang Qingyu pointed to another portrait. : "This is my master Sun Lutang."

After another salute, Yang Qingyu looked at Tang Qi and said: "You don't need to kowtow to me. Today is different. Don't worry about red tape. As long as you know in your heart that I am your master. There are eight impermissible disciplines: "Don’t underestimate the teacher; don’t forget righteousness; don’t fight; don’t deceive; don’t take drugs;

Is this considered as an apprenticeship? Yang Qingyu's resolute behavior made Tang Qi a little dizzy. Seeing the solemnity on Yang Qingyu's face, Tang Qi could only nod and replied, "I understand, Master."

"Haha...Okay!" After a burst of laughter, Yang Qingyu stared at Tang Qi with satisfaction. Tang Qi's eyes were only seen in the eyes of Old Long. The kindness and expectation in his eyes made Tang Qi's heart warm. After a long while, Yang Qingyu said: "Take out your materials, let me see what good things are."

"Okay, Master." Tang Qi replied. The two returned to the front yard. Tang Qi brought the safe to Yang Qingyu and opened it. When he saw the three jadeites in the safe, Yang Qingyu was slightly surprised. An excitement flashed in his eyes, but for a moment. So Qingming was restored, and he nodded and said: "It's hard to get a piece of this kind of material, you guys are lucky!"

Tang Qi secretly admired Yang Qingyu's composure, and Yang Qingyu said again: "This kind of material is the best decoration. What do you want to do?"

Tang Qi said, "Master, I want to make jewelry. I am planning to open a jewelry store with my friends, and I want to give some to my family."

Hearing that Yang Qingyu nodded and said: "I'll take out two of each for you first, and you will come and pick it up a week later. I have to think about the rest and try to finish it for you within a month."

Tang Qi said with gratitude, "Thank you, Master."

Yang Qingyu waved his hand and said, "You don't need to be polite, you can leave after dinner."

Tang Qi couldn't refuse but nodded. Then Yang Qingyu told Tang Qi about kung fu, only listening to him: "Chinese Kung Fu is extensive and profound, and has a long history. Unfortunately, many unique skills have been lost now. On the contrary, foreign skills at the end of the day are prevalent. Alas, the descendants are not shameful!" Said Yang Qingyu's face was full of loneliness here.

Tang Qi didn’t feel much about this, and didn’t know how to answer the conversation. Fortunately, Yang Qingyu quickly recovered and said: “Kungfu is divided into practice, cultivation, play, and performance. There are differences, so don’t talk more about it; the method of raising the qi is the method of raising the qi, what you are learning now is the method of raising; and the method of fighting is the method of actual combat. At that time, people who learned martial arts took the responsibility of strengthening the country and the species. At that time, Chinese martial arts had another name, national martial arts. Wushu that only kills the enemy is called national martial arts; and the performance is now admired by the world. The martial arts competition blindly pursues the performance, and the famous kung fu masters are all ostentatious, and the reputation of domestic kung fu is completely destroyed in their hands!" Yang Qingyu slapped the tea table fiercely, full of anger.