Gaowu: Simplify the skills, teach disciples and get back thousands of times

"Radio gymnastics is good."

After Lin Qiu finished demonstrating, Gu Qingxian covered his mouth and chuckled.

She is not a fool, and she does not lack common knowledge in martial arts, although she does not lack the kind of martial arts exercises with simple processes.

But such a simple action can achieve good results, it is really a bit of a fool's dream.

"You try."

Lin Qiu saw Gu Qingxian smile and knew that she didn't believe it, so he said out loud.

"No thanks." Gu Qingxian shook his head and refused with a smile.

Then, thinking of the purpose of her visit, she lowered her head and drew circles on the ground with her toes.

"Would you like to go out to dinner with me?"

She raised her head and looked at Lin Qiu with expectant eyes, her voice a little shy.

"Okay, when?"

Lin Qiu thought about it, his biggest distress.

The reason why the practice cannot be advanced has been solved by the system's return module.

Gu Qingxian had also invited him several times before, but he refused, and it would be bad to refuse people again.

"This weekend!"

Gu Qingxian said happily, and then began to walk towards the other end of the corridor.

But after not taking a few steps, she turned back again: "I came to find you, you have to stay in the dormitory obediently."

"Good."

Seeing Lin Qiu nodding, Gu Qingxian hummed a small song and left.

After taking a bath, Lin Qiu sat on the bed and waited until the evening.

It's been a long time since school has been over, but not a single student knocked on his door.

It seems that they still don't have enough confidence in him.

On the other side, Li Dongshan returned to a villa in the inner city in a limousine.

His father, Li Yue, was a prestigious martial arts grandmaster.

For him, it is good to practice martial arts every day, and there is no need to practice hard.

Because his father had already paved the way for him, he just had to walk up honestly.

"Dad!"

As soon as he returned home, Li Dongshan hurriedly went to the practice room to find Li Yue.

"What's wrong?"

Li Yue, who was naked and sweaty on his muscular body, stopped his hand movements and asked Li Dongshan.

On weekdays, as soon as his son returns home to finish eating, he will hide in the room and start entertainment, and today he will actually come to him on his own initiative.

It's a strange thing.

"Our practice class teacher wants us to give up our dragon and tiger strength today and switch to a technique called the Thirteen Styles of Body Forging."

"But that exercise is so simple, it's like radio gymnastics."

Saying that, Li Dongshan made a few movements.

"There is no matching breathing method, and the intensity of stimulation to the body is not enough."

Next, Li Dongshan said a lot of words, many of which were slanderous.

He still remembered Lin Qiu's incident of letting him stand upside down without assistance in front of all his classmates, and he felt embarrassed to think about it now.

Li Yue listened to all this patiently.

"Dongshan, in half a year it will be the Seven Cities Joint Examination, and this teacher of yours is not responsible for you to let you learn new exercises now!"

"Even if it is really as he said, if there is any good effect, it is simply too late to transfer now."

"Not to mention listening to your statement, since your classmates are not willing to cultivate, then you definitely don't want to cultivate, this so-called forging body thirteen style."

Li Yue picked up the white towel on the side and wiped the sweat on his body.

"It is enough for you to continue to cultivate Dragon and Tiger Strength, this is the most suitable technique for those of you who have not yet become martial artists."

"Yes, Dad."

Li Dongshan nodded, and then ran back to his room.

Li Yue, on the other hand, walked to the hall outside and picked up an expensive landline telephone microphone.

After pressing the number, the call was quickly connected.

"Lao Li, what's wrong with you?"

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone said.

"I want to discuss something with you, and you know about our family..."

Most of the parents in the key class taught by Lin Qiu made such a move and called the leaders of the school.

Early the next morning, before entering the office, Lin Qiu heard the discussion in the office.

"This Teacher Lin doesn't know what to think, so he took the seven-city joint examination in almost half a year, and the result was to temporarily change the exercises for the students."

"Okay now, I heard that Li Dongshan's father in their class called the principal that night and said that he was going to change classes, so he will take someone to another class today."

A tall, strong man spoke to the other teachers.

"Who is Li Dongshan's father Li Yue, a serious martial arts grandmaster, you can see the trickiness inside at a glance."

"Temporarily changing the exercise, I heard that it is still a particularly simple and useless exercise, isn't it dragging down their children."

This tall strong man named Zheng Qiming is a practical class teacher in an ordinary class.

He and Lin Qiu's superficial strength are both great martial artists, but they are a little older, so they are considered to have slightly less qualifications and are assigned to the ordinary class.

This made him feel very dissatisfied all the time, and he went against Lin Qiu everywhere.

So as soon as he heard the news of the transfer of students in Lin Qiu's class, he immediately broke the news to his colleagues.

"Click!"

Lin Qiu walked into the office.

Along with the sound of footsteps, the teachers who were discussing fiercely in the office also saw Lin Qiu walking in.

They quickly stopped the discussion, turned back to their seats, and began to deal with chores.

It's too embarrassing to say bad things about people behind my back and be heard.

However, Zheng Qiming, who thought that he was not much different from Lin Qiu, did not care about this, and directly mocked: "I said Xiao Lin, you can take as much rice as you have as much ability, and eat as much rice as you have with your mouth."

"If you don't have that ability, don't take the key class, so that some students would rather transfer to the regular class than stay in your class."

Lin Qiu just looked at him calmly, and these words did not make many waves in his heart.

With his strength, he can fight fifty Zheng Qiming, and he really doesn't want to deal with this villain with mediocre qualifications and small belly.

Seeing that Ye Qiu did not speak, Zheng Qiming spoke even more vigorously.

"Do you know how long it will take before the Seven Cities Joint Examination?"

"Half a year!"

"I see that you just want to ruin the future of your group of students, you are not worthy to teach students, you are not worthy to be a teacher!"

The more Zheng Qiming spoke, the more excited he became, and finally said with a red face: "I think you better get out of Yaoyang High School early, so as not to mislead people's children!" "

With Lin Qiu's qualifications and strength, he is not qualified to teach key classes at all, and he Zheng Qiming is more qualified!

"Old Zheng, Old Zheng is excessive."

Teacher Zhao, who had been a bystander on the side, saw him say this, and quickly opened his mouth to dissuade.

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lin Qiu.

"Xiao Lin, Lao Zheng, this is just an angry word from above for a while, don't take it to heart."