In the backyard of the villa.
"Raise your arms higher, and the way you exert force is wrong. When you attack, you have to tighten your wrists, or your joints will be injured." Qin Ze wore boxing gloves on both hands. While resisting Li Donglai's fierce attacks, he also pointed out his moves and mistakes.
In the past half a month, Li Donglai's performance had improved significantly, but compared to his progress in fighting, it was insignificant. When Qin Ze first saw this kid, apart from his fierce and brute strength, he had no pattern in his moves. He was a typical hooligan.
After a period of hard work, Li Donglai became a hooligan who knew a few moves. In the words of Xianxia, he was a servant disciple.
"Fighting is also an art. You can look at it from a scientific point of view. We usually say that 'in the world of martial arts, only speed is invincible' and 'one person can defeat ten people' can be analyzed and explained in terms of mechanics. The so-called secret martial arts manual is even simpler. I divide it into three steps: Body Refining, Moves Training, and Returning to Nature. "Qin Ze sincerely taught his nominal disciple.
"Why don't you say Jindan, Yuanying, Divinity, and Ascension?" On the stairs a few meters away, Pei Ziqi was crunching her cucumber. She rolled her eyes fiercely. Her delicate white face was full of disdain and disdain.
Without needing Qin Ze to speak, Li Donglai reprimanded, "When practicing martial arts, the most taboo is for outsiders to watch. Don't you know the rules? Get out of here."
Pei Zi Qi rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "You're crazy. You've gone mad."
She turned around and walked back to the living room.
As soon as the girl left, Li Donglai immediately smiled flatteringly, "Master, please continue."
Qin Ze nodded with satisfaction and continued to tease, "Simply put, Body Refining is to strengthen the body. Without a strong body to support it, no matter how many moves you practice, they are all fake. Our great leader said that the body is the capital of revolution. "
Li Donglai nodded repeatedly. "That makes sense, that makes sense. I feel that my body's condition has improved over the past few days. There's a primordial force in my dantian."
"Luckily it's not the Silent Burning Baleful Qi, otherwise I'd have to waste my power to help you dredge your meridians." Qin Ze continued to talk nonsense: "Training moves, as the name implies, is to practice routines. Take your math class for example. The teacher will give you the formula first. The formula is a routine. As long as you master the routine and practice diligently, you will become an expert. "
Li Donglai said, "Master is indeed a master. You can easily combine martial arts and mathematics. Your disciple is far inferior to you."
"But even if the students have mastered the mathematical formula, their results are still uneven. The top students get full marks, and the bottom students fail. Why? "
"Why?" Li Donglai followed his master's train of thought.
"Stupid. That's because the top student is immersed in the massive exercise bank. In other words, Brainiac is fighting with all kinds of enemies, accumulating experience, and finally reaching the realm of winning with no moves. "
"I understand. That's why real skills come from practice. We heroes should travel the world and fight with all kinds of people."
"Your master is deeply gratified that you can understand this."
Li Donglai opened his mouth and said hesitantly: "Qin Ge, can we change the way we talk? It feels so shameful."
Qin Ze felt satisfied with being called "Master". He kicked Li Donglai's butt: "Get lost and do your exercises. I've taught you for so long and you've only raised your score from 30 to 50. What I want is a pass, a pass!"
Pei Ziqi sat on the leather sofa, holding a cucumber in one hand and a remote control in the other. She glanced at the backyard, the corners of her mouth raised: "Two lunatics."
At 11 in the morning, Qin Ze looked at his phone and stood up: "It's about time. That's all for today. I'll leave first."
Before his stunned disciple Li Donglai could ask him to stay, he picked up the bag beside the bed and rushed out of the door.
In the living room, Nan Man Pei happened to come back with two bags of fresh fruits and vegetables: "Have lunch before you leave."
When she was at home, she was still very ladylike and gentle.
Qin Ze's expression changed slightly, and he put on a warm smile: "Sorry to disturb you. I'll go out and eat by myself."
Nan Man Pei smiled faintly: "It's not a bother. I'll cook your portion too. By the way, Little Qin, are you used to spicy food? You locals tend to have a sweet taste. "
Completely ignoring my words … Qin Ze forced a smile: "Most of the people who like sweet food are the older generation, and not all Shanghai people like sweet food. I don't like it."
Nan Man Pei nodded seriously and handed the fruits to Pei Ziqi: "Go wash the fruits."
He carried the vegetables into the kitchen.
Pei Ziqi looked disdainfully at this guy who didn't know what was good for him and snorted: "You don't know how many people want to eat at my family's table, but they can't."
Qin Ze sighed: "Every time I eat Sister Pei's dishes, I always feel that something is wrong."
It wasn't that it tasted bad, but it definitely didn't taste good. The most important thing was that Nan Man Pei could make a dish with perfect ingredients that tasted just barely.
That was amazing.
For example, if you put fresh seafood in her pot, you could taste the freshwater fish. The silver codfish, which was known for its tender meat, tasted like dried tofu.
He really wondered how she did all this.
Pei Ziqi's face turned bitter: "It's not good. She also enjoys going home to feed the children. No matter how busy she is, she will take time out of her work to cook for us. When she's in a good mood, she will ask with a smile: What do you think of my dishes today? If you want to eat, I'll cook for you tonight! "
Qin Ze recalled that the first time he stayed at the villa for dinner, he went against his conscience and gave her 108 likes.
No wonder she was always so enthusiastic about asking me to stay for dinner.
"She's just obsessed with herself. She doesn't know herself." Qin Ze concluded.
Pei Ziqi's mouth twitched: "If you have the ability, say it in front of Auntie."
"Haha, let me go and save your Auntie's fragile worldview. Facing reality is an urgent matter." Qin Ze was slightly excited. Nan Man Pei's little quirks not only didn't damage her image, but also made her more lively.
Qin Ze always felt that too perfect a woman was too illusory. He forgot that there was a sentence in a fantasy novel: The sun moves in the middle of the day, the moon waxes and wanes. An imperfect woman was more reassuring. For example, the vixen sister at home. Whether it was her figure or her face, she could be said to be perfect. But her personality was too bad, so she lived until now without a care in the world.
If his sister's personality was gentle, generous, educated, and reasonable, the heavens would be jealous of her beauty.
Li Donglai happened to come down from the second floor and was shocked when he heard the conversation between the sister and the chef. He glanced at the kitchen and lowered his voice: "Qin Ge, don't be impulsive. If you say that Auntie's cooking is bad to her face, she will get angry."
Pei Ziqi nodded in agreement, then shook her head again and again, egging him on: "No, no, my Auntie is very generous. Go ahead."
Li Donglai glared fiercely at the sister with sinister intentions.
Qin Ze said in his heart: You guys haven't seen my heaven-defying cooking skills when I easily caught two women's stomachs. But Li Donglai's careful words broke Qin Ze's confidence. Li Donglai said: "Auntie is very confident in her cooking skills. The head chef of a five-star hotel personally cooked, and Auntie's evaluation is' not bad '. But her evaluation of her cooking skills can only be described with one word: perfect! "
When Qin Ze heard this, he was immediately terrified.
Damn, this family in front of him was not Qin Bao, that country bumpkin who had never eaten in a five-star hotel. They had seen the cooking skills of a five-star head chef. No matter how good Qin Ze's cooking skills were, he would not dare to say that he could beat a five-star head chef, right?
Pei Ziqi rolled her eyes: "Stop bragging. I hate men like you who talk big. Just treat it as a joke and wash the fruits. "
Pei Ziqi was a seventeen-year-old loli in her first year of high school. She had a small waist, slim legs, and a perky butt. She looked a bit like Nan Man Pei. She should be the campus belle of the school, but her temper was too bad. Just like Nan Man Pei said: The siblings were too vicious.
They turned hostile just like that, making Qin Ze a bit embarrassed.
Li Donglai advised: "Qin Ge, forget it. Auntie is very fierce when she gets angry."
Qin Ze laughed: "Come, scold me a few more times."
Pei Ziqi was stunned and said subconsciously: "Crazy."
"Continue!"
"I think your brain is really sick."
"Is your vocabulary so poor?"
"You idiot, idiot, brainless trash …"
"Very good." Qin Ze pressed his hand, indicating that it was okay. The system's mission notification echoed in his mind: Ding! Please make a meal that will shock everyone. 120 points will be rewarded if successful, and the corresponding points will be deducted if failed.
Sure enough, the more he suppressed it, the fiercer the rebound. The desires in the heart could be manipulated to a certain extent.
Li Donglai looked at him, dumbfounded. I didn't expect you to be this kind of master.
The way Pei Zi Qi looked at him was as if he was looking at a lunatic. There was a hint of perversion in his eyes.
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