Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

"I just discovered ~ the difference between dreams and reality, against the wind ~ let myself experience every feeling, just like a fable, tears and joy After seeing this day, I want to pursue ~ pursue the perfect world..."

Zhao Qing'er, who is refreshed on happy occasions, full of food and drink, and seems to be in the future, with a smile on her face, hums a song that is difficult to listen to but in tune.

When she came to the downstairs of the rental house, she was still in the mood to wave hi to the girls who were waiting for someone to play games. The only response to her was pity from the bottom of her heart, "Another crazy one."

Zhao Qing'er couldn't hear a woman's heart, she just went upstairs excitedly, packed her things, checked out of the room, stopped a tricycle, and rushed to the VIP building, to New Hope.

Bet right, bet right, bet right...

When she was lying in a guest room where she only knew how many thousand, but didn't know the exact number of thousands, and rolled on the wide bed, she no longer knew how many times she had repeated her bet right in her heart and mouth.

Zhao Qinger's bet was right, but Nanyi's side was blocked.

He was blocked by Zhang Jing.

The thing is like this, a few minutes ago, Zhang Jing knocked on the door of Nanyi's room, saying that she wanted to chat with him, Nanyi put the person into the room, Zhang Jing entered, and seeing that Miao Xiaolan was not there, she swooped in Throwing on Nanyi, his bloody mouth opened wide, as if to eat Nanyi's kid.

How could Nanyi let her succeed? He said it too late, then quickly, his left hand formed a claw, pinched Zhang Jing's neck like lightning, and pushed her head to a safe distance with a slight push.

"I've made an agreement with you three times during the day, don't sit on the bed you shouldn't sit on, if you try to be smart, I'll beat you back to your original shape and get down."

Nanyi's scolding shocked Zhang Jing, Aba made two sounds, the restraint on her neck was pulled away, she let go of her hands holding Nanyi's shoulders, she slipped to the ground, rubbed her neck, and then she was puzzled when she felt more comfortable "I'm not pretty enough?"

"No, you are very beautiful, but I never sleep with female subordinates." After explaining, Nan Yi sternly shouted slogans, "Listen to the password, turn back... Go to your own guest room, walk in unison, one two one, one Twenty one..."

Zhang Jing understood Nanyi's seriousness, so she didn't dare to beep, and left obediently.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Nan Yi murmured to himself, "She doesn't look very smart, even I didn't understand her as a hen laying golden eggs. After all, I can't blame her. It’s just that some men are too stupid, their brains are led away by their crotch, they are diamond-studded, they are willing to agree to anything when they sleep.”

...

In fact, apart from being thick-skinned, Nan Yi still has something to teach Zhao Qing'er.

The next day, when he woke up together, he also woke up Zhao Qing'er. No matter what time she went to bed last night, he urged her to wash up, and then dragged her outside for a run.

There is no need to say much about the process, four words are terrible enough to sum it up, but at the age of twenty, the body has already entered a sub-healthy state, with short panting at 200 meters, heavy panting at 500 meters, and paralysis on the ground after one kilometer.

Nanyi ignored her and continued to complete the remaining 3.2 kilometers.

After running for many years, the knee joints have worn out beyond the normal range. According to Gao Wangzhong's suggestion, his pace has not dropped, but the distance has been reduced by 0.8 kilometers.

After running 1.6 kilometers, she returned to the position where Zhao Qinger was sitting paralyzed, and she was still paralyzed there.

"With your physical strength, if you're shooting martial arts scenes, you'll be hanging on for a few ostentatious scenes. Don't take on costume scenes in the future, just take on romantic ones, kiss, hug, and earn money. How wonderful it is."

"Master, I'm hungry." Zhao Qing'er was full of grievances.

"Crap." Nan Yi snorted disdainfully: "Small arms, legs, stomach, what you ate last night hasn't entered the sewer yet, why are you hungry, hurry up and follow me."

"Well……"

Zhao Qing'er stood up with difficulty, and walked forward behind Nanyi.

When the two came to the river, Nan Yi broke a willow branch under the willow tree, waved it in his hand, and said to Zhao Qing'er who was standing beside him: "I have never learned sword dance, and I don't know how to dance sword. Either way or the other way around, it has nothing to do with martial arts, they are just a form of dance."

Nanyi waved willow branches, doing wide opening and closing, not low difficulty and a little soft sword dance movement, "Sword dance is both rigid and soft, moving and jumping, female dancers should highlight the femininity of women when dancing swords, The core strength of the body and the foundation of the body are indispensable..."

Hurrah!

Nan Yi spins, flies into the air, stays in the air and poses as a horse, jumps down, lands on his right foot, and slowly lifts his left foot with the waving of the willow branch in his hand.

The splits are a hurdle in practicing body flexibility. If the splits are not effective, you are not qualified to say that you are practicing fighting or dancing. If your body is not flexible enough, all achievements related to sports can only be limited. If you get sick, the meniscus will collapse faster than others.

After doing a series of exercises to improve flexibility and core strength, Nan Yi threw the wicker to Zhao Qinger, "Can you do the splits?"

Zhao Qinger shook her head, "No."

"Take a lotus step and show me."

"Master, what is the lotus step?"

"You're a deadbeat, you can't do Lianbu, what about Leibu?"

Zhao Qinger shook her head.

"Crossing steps? Folding steps?"

Zhao Qinger continued to shake her head.

"What is the row spacing and nest spacing for wheat planting in your place?"

Still shaking his head.

"How much does a five-month-old pig eat at a time? How many meals a day?"

Still shaking his head.

"Yes, I understand. You belong to a rural girl who was raised by the rich. You don't know anything about farm work, and you don't have the vision and insight of girls in Chengcheng." Nan Yi pointed to Zhao Qing'er's nose and said, "You, work hard on your own." Climb up, otherwise whoever wants to marry you will simply be unlucky in eight lifetimes."

Zhao Qing'er pouted, and said unconvinced: "Master, I can do a lot of farm work, I can also wash clothes, cook and tidy up the house."

"Okay, okay, you are amazing, do some activities on your own, don't disturb me."

Nan Yi waved Zhao Qing'er aside, squatted down, put his hands in the posture of hugging leaves, closed his eyes, took a slow breath, loosened the joints of his whole body from the top of his head to the bottom of his feet, and then exhaled slowly, feeling clearly in his mind Each joint has several forces.

After practicing Qi for many years, Nanyi started from developing the sense of qi, found the cauldron step by step, practiced the cauldron, cultivated the sense of movement, and cultivated the inner alchemy. At this point, the dantian has been completed, the qi sinks in the dantian, and all diseases disappear on their own.

The dantian has no place, and it is everywhere. There is no fixed position, and it varies from person to person. Only by practicing the inner alchemy can you feel the dantian.

Dantian, the field of inner alchemy, the field of fields, the place where inner alchemy is produced is the dantian.

Practicing qi means farming, plowing the dantian, and planting the inner alchemy.

It sounds absurd to practice, but Nanyi really felt the benefits of practicing Qi. After thirty-five years, he can easily deal with those wolves and tigers, and he will not be out of power, and he still has the strength to fight wild.

Zhao Qing'er on the side stared at Nanyi for a while, then quickly lost interest, and squatted motionless, what kind of kung fu is this practice, the kung fu just now is so beautiful, why don't you continue to practice that, thinking in her heart, holding the wicker After playing a few times, the feet moved back and forth, the body slowly pressed down, and practiced the splits.

Suddenly the front heel slipped on a piece of green grass, the frost had not yet melted, it was slippery, her heel couldn't grasp the ground, slipped, her leg protruded forward about ten centimeters, Zhao Qing'er heard a click in her ears, and her two thighs stuck together On the ground, a coolness invaded from the skin, followed by severe pain.

"Ah, ah ah!"

The voice was sharp and went straight into the sky.

Nan Yi opened his eyes for a glance, then closed them again and continued to practice Qi.

Very good, one step in place.

Lajin is very painful, but it is far worse than giving birth. It is more common to curse and give birth, and less common to cry.

Zhao Qing'er felt the pain, the heartache, and wanted to cry, but looking to the left, Nan Yi was practicing, and looking to the right, Miao Xiaolan didn't look at her at all, so she had to smack her nose a few times to collect the overflowing tears , there is no audience, who is pretending to be miserable?

No one paid attention or helped, so she could only awkwardly hold the front leg with both hands, retract it a little bit with difficulty, and then retract the back leg a little bit, and when it was about the same, she lay down on the ground with both sides Keeping the legs together, I felt the bursts of painful impact between the two thighs.

After a long time, Nan Yi received his merit, and pointed at Miao Xiaolan to Zhao Qing'er, "Bring this trash back."

Click, click!

Someone paid attention, and Zhao Qing'er's grievances immediately surged up, and tears rolled down the tear ditch like a bunch of change.

"Master, it hurts so much!"

Nan Yi came to Zhao Qing'er's side, stepped on one of Zhao Qing'er's thighs, crushed it slightly, and when Zhao Qing'er was crying for her father and mother, she said flatly: "It's okay, it's okay, take a deep breath, it won't hurt anymore."

Saying that, I switched to another leg...

In the words of compassion, Nan Yi made Zhao Qinger feel more pain.

After a lot of trouble, Miao Xiaolan carried Zhao Qing'er back to the hotel, and then she lay dead on the hotel bed for two days, and when Nanyi finished her business in Hengdian, she was still in the hospital.

Nanyi didn't bother with her, and Chen Wenqin, who had already joined her, was picking a house at Nanhe No. 1.

It is relatively easy to stock up on a house with a current price of hundreds of thousands of units and quadruple it in a few years. With the development of business, it will not be too difficult to earn more than 10 million a year if the average price is lowered.

After picking out the house, Nanyi and Miao Xiaolan walked through Nanhe No. 1 to the film and television city, the most high-end KTV, restaurants, and several spots suitable for field vehicles, and roughly checked the spots suitable for paparazzi to ambush, and then calculated the most Reasonable number of retirees.

At this moment, the two of them were standing on a small hillside, holding the topographic map they drew in their hands, and pointing at the positions of several circles.

"If it's a woman on top of a man and a man down, as long as there is a gap in the car window, a telephoto lens can capture the woman's back, sideways, and side faces. If the man raises his head, he can also capture half of his face."

"As long as the car moves five or six meters in the direction of seven o'clock, it can block most of the shooting angles."

"No, from a psychological point of view, the position of the blue dot will be the place where most people think that safety and stimulation are the most balanced." Nanyi clicked on two positions on the map, "These two places need Mind you, the angle and height are perfect for an ambush."

The two soaked on the hillside for a long time, then went to KTV to open a box, marked the places suitable for installing pinhole cameras in the box, and then entered the men's and women's toilets respectively, and all kinds of beautiful pictures flashed in their minds , according to the height and azimuth, the dangerous points are marked...

After the investigation was completed, Nan Yi met with Chen Wenqin to discuss how to start the business.

"Wenqin, after you go back, you will have someone find a paparazzi to take care of it. We need one or two big melons. If the business is not going well, we need to detonate one here in Hengdian. The melon must be big enough. Once it is blown up, it will not last for at least a few years." Mix in the film and television industry."

"Nansheng, this is an important tourist town, we may encounter a lot of resistance."

"It's okay. The incident happened here. Melons can be fried in the capital. People who eat melons only care about who is involved. Few of them care about where the incident happened. The impact on Hengdian will not be too great. However, let me give you an order , try to be careful, it’s best to give the melon to someone else to pop.”

"Gossip to make wine?"

"He's nice and fit."

With just a few words, the strategy on how to open up the business situation is set.

Money is earned every penny, and everyone feels distressed about the extra expenses. If you don’t give a little pressure, how can you feel a sense of crisis, and then obediently spend money to buy services.