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Kung Fu is divided into training methods and fighting methods. The training method is to exercise the body and strengthen the muscles and bones. The fighting method is to hit people in actual combat, and the emphasis is on one fatal move.

Ding Xiu fought against Chenghui and Wu Bing, and learned from the two of them that the current martial arts world has not taught fighting styles for many years.

Some training methods are not even taught, but only performance routines are taught, as long as they look good.

What Ding Xiu taught Gao Yuanyuan was one of the training methods, which was not practical and could only exercise the body.

It is an exaggeration to say that the breasts are enlarged and the buttocks are lifted, but it is true that the effect is definitely better than ordinary exercise.

"Coach, stop touching, can you start practicing?"

The legs were sore from the Zama step, and Ding Xiu was mopping up from time to time. Gao Yuanyuan couldn't hold on any longer.

She suspected that Ding Xiu's idea of ​​enlarging her breasts and lifting her buttocks was just to take advantage of her and remove all her excess fat.

Ding Xiu said with a serious face: "I am helping you correct your posture. Don't accuse me falsely. This is how kung fu is practiced."

"Otherwise, why do you think it took three years to lay the foundation, three years to examine character, and finally teach real kung fu? It's just too tiring. This thing must be taught step by step."

He didn't lie. These words were spoken by Wu Bing himself. It takes three years to lay the foundation to see if you have talent, and three years to test your character to see your character.

If you have good character and talent, the master will teach you how to play.

However, Gao Yuanyuan just learned a set of training methods. Only Ding Xiu knew whether he really needed so many rules.

"No, I can't stand it. Let's take a rest." She put away her horse and beat her sore legs. She could hardly stand for a while: "Does your school have a crash course?"

"Just like in martial arts novels, you can directly transfer the skills to your apprentices in one step."

Ding Xiu nodded: "Yes."

"Really?"

"Of course, but both parties have to be naked during the whole process to transfer the essence of internal energy. Afterward, the kidney energy of the other party will be severely damaged, and it will take several days to recover."

Gao Yuanyuan rolled her eyes: "Have you ever been beaten because of that mouth since you were a child?"

Ding Xiu recalled it and said seriously: "Yes."

The master, Ding Baiying, was a few years older than him. He had a bad temper and was often beaten. In order to attract attention when he was a child, he often made trouble on purpose.

"Then why don't you change?"

"Easy to change, nature is hard to change. If I could change, I wouldn't be who I am anymore. Okay, let's start practicing and follow me."

Not wanting to talk about the past, Ding Xiu brought the topic back.

There are more than a dozen moves in this set of kung fu, which were originally meant to train the whole body. Considering that Gao Yuanyuan only targeted certain parts of the body, Ding Xiu only taught the castrated version.

One of them taught and the other learned, and soon it was ten o'clock.

"That's it for today. From now on, you come here every day and I will guide you for a while. You will be a master in half a month at most."

Gao Yuanyuan made a fist gesture and said with a smile: "Thank you very much."

After only a few hours of training, she felt that the muscles in various parts of her body were very sore, and the effect was even stronger than usual running and aerobics.

It shows that this set of martial arts is useful and the effect is not small.

Like Ding Xiu said, in the past, the master would probably not be able to teach unless he inspected it for a few years.

With his hands behind his back, Ding Xiu said calmly: "I am the only one in our sect. It is also my lifelong ideal to pass on the martial arts of my sect."

At the gate, Wang Baoqiang, who had just gotten off work, was still walking slowly. When he heard Ding Xiu's voice, he quickened his pace and trotted in.

"Brother, can your sect's inheritance be passed on to me?"

He went to Shaolin to practice martial arts because he watched Li Lienjie's Shaolin Temple movie. He stayed there for several years. It is impossible to say that he did not have love.

After meeting Ding Xiu and seeing his martial arts, I realized what it means to be someone who is outside the world.

He has always been very coveted for Ding Xiu's kung fu, especially that sword technique, which is so awesome that he wants to learn it in his dreams.

"No." Ding Xiu rebuffed the eager Wang Baoqiang: "My kung fu is passed on to women, not men."

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Wang Baoqiang was dumbfounded. He had only heard of passing on a child from a male to a female, and from one person to another. This was the first time he had heard of the saying that a child should be passed on from a female to a male.

What kind of rule-breaking is this?

I don’t know if it’s true or false.

Seeing that he couldn't learn kung fu, Wang Baoqiang didn't force it. After all, this wasn't the first time Ding Xiu rejected him. He had rejected him once before.

"I'm going to change the light bulb."

La shrugged his head, Wang Baoqiang raised the light bulb in his hand and went to find a stool in the room.

This was specially arranged by Ding Xiu last night, giving him time to buy light bulbs and install them at the door, saying it would be convenient for everyone to travel.

After finding a towel in the room and giving it to Gao Yuanyuan, Ding Xiu said to Wang Baoqiang: "Why are you back so early?"

"I've been squatting in front of the Beijing Film Studio for several hours, but I haven't been able to do anything. I went to the company to play. By the way, Brother Qin asked you to go there. I'll see you if I need anything."

After saying that, Wang Baoqiang took the stool to the door to install the street lamp.

Gao Yuanyuan wiped her sweat with a towel, her fair face was still red, and she gasped and said to Ding Xiu: "Are you two from the same company? Why is one so busy and the other idle like an old man?"

"Because I am the number one in the company. Which number one company have you seen that accepts customers every day?"

A child without an umbrella has to run hard. Wang Baoqiang does not have an advantage in appearance, so he is at a disadvantage in the acting industry and does not get many big jobs.

If he wanted to make more money, he could only take on more jobs, so when he had nothing to do, he would squat in front of the Beijing Film Studio. As before, he acted as an extra when he was supposed to be an extra, and when he was supposed to be a stand-in, he was a stand-in.

After get off work, he watches TV and occasionally borrows Ding Xiu’s cell phone to call home and ask his parents if they have received the money he sent.

After filming The Lost Martial Arts, he had several thousand in savings. After paying off Ding Xiu's rent, he still had a lot left over. He kept 500 yuan with him and sent all the rest back home.

While talking, Ding Xiu took out his mobile phone to call Qin Gang and asked him what was going on. After talking for a few words, he hung up the phone and said to Gao Yuanyuan:

"I have something to do at work. I don't have time to teach you in the next few days. Just practice by yourself."

When Siao Ao aired, his good days came to an end. Qin Gang asked him to come over and take some photo albums for him, and then put them to various major production crews to see if he could find a role.

"Hey, we're about to pick up customers now? Wait, didn't you tell me that I won't be able to start training for another half a month? There won't be any problems if I practice by myself."

Thinking of something, Gao Yuanyuan's face turned serious.

"Practice with confidence, these are just a few moves, what can happen?" After saying this, seeing Gao Yuanyuan looking at him wrongly, Ding Xiu changed the subject and said to Wang Baoqiang outside: "Where's Huang Bo, why didn't you see him?"

He and Gao Yuanyuan practiced here for several hours, and Huang Bo's door was always closed.

At first, he thought that this boy was quite sensible, and he didn't come out because he didn't want to disturb their master-disciple exchange.

But after such a long time, I should go to the toilet even if I'm lying down. It's obviously not normal.

PS: Normally, I would write one chapter at night to save the manuscript, write one chapter the next morning, and then post both chapters together at noon.

As a result, the chapter I wrote last night will be posted as an update. I have just written one chapter now. I will post the next chapter at 5pm. Tomorrow it will be the same as before, and the two chapters will be posted together at noon.