Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1145 Split a Big Fork
"I just discovered the difference between dreams and reality. Against the wind, I let myself experience every feeling. It's like a fable. I shed tears of joy after watching this day. I want to pursue the perfect world..."
People are in high spirits when good things happen. Zhao Qing'er, who has eaten and drunk enough and seems to have a secure future, put on a smiling face and hummed a song in a hoarse voice that was in tune but unpleasant to the ear.
When she arrived downstairs of the rental house, she was still in the mood to wave and say hi to the girls who were waiting to play games, but the only response she got was a cry of pity from the bottom of her heart, "Another crazy one."
Zhao Qing'er could not hear the woman's thoughts. She just went upstairs excitedly, packed her things, checked out of the hotel, hailed a tricycle, and ran towards the VIP building, towards New Hope.
The bet is right, the bet is right, the bet is right...
As she lay in the guest room which cost several thousand yuan but she had no idea how much it was, and rolled over on the wide bed, she had no idea how many times she had repeated in her heart and out loud that the bet was right.
Zhao Qing'er made the right bet, but Nan Yi was blocked.
He was blocked by Zhang Jing.
This is what happened. A few minutes ago, Zhang Jing knocked on Nan Yi's door and said she wanted to talk to him. Nan Yi let him into the room. Zhang Jing went in and saw that Miao Xiaolan was not there. She swooped down on Nan Yi with her bloody mouth wide open, as if she wanted to eat little Nan Yi.
How could Nan Yi let her succeed? In a flash, his left hand turned into a claw and grabbed Zhang Jing's neck like lightning. With a slight push, he pushed her head to a safe distance.
"I've already made three rules with you during the day. Don't sit on a bed you shouldn't sit on. If you try to be smart again, I'll beat you back to your original form. Get out."
Nan Yi's scolding made Zhang Jing shudder all over. She cried out "Ah Ba" twice, and the restraints on her neck were released. She loosened her hands that were holding Nan Yi's shoulders, slid to the ground, rubbed her neck, and when she felt a little more comfortable, she said in confusion: "Am I not beautiful enough?"
"No, you are very beautiful, but I never sleep with female subordinates." After explaining, Nan Yi shouted slogans seriously, "Listen to the command, turn back... Target your own guest room, march in step, one, two, one, two, one..."
Zhang Jing realized Nan Yi's seriousness and didn't dare to say anything. She just left obediently.
Hearing the door closing, Nan Yi muttered to himself, "She doesn't seem very smart. She didn't even understand that I thought of her as the hen that laid the golden eggs. But then again, it's not her fault. If you want to blame someone, blame some men for being too stupid. Their brains are led by their crotches. They're willing to agree to anything, such as diamonds and sleeping with them. "
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In fact, apart from being thick-skinned, Nan Yi still has some things to teach Zhao Qing'er.
The next day, as soon as he got up, he woke up Zhao Qing'er. No matter what time she went to bed last night, he urged her to finish washing up, and then took her outside for a run.
There is no need to say much about the process. The word "horrific" is enough to summarize it. Although he was only twenty years old, his body had already entered a sub-healthy state. He was out of breath after 200 meters, out of breath after 500 meters, and collapsed on the ground after one kilometer.
Nan Yi ignored her and continued to complete the remaining 3.2 kilometers.
After years of running, his knee joints had been worn out to some extent beyond the normal range. Following Gao Wangzhong's advice, his pace did not decrease, but the distance was reduced by 0.8 kilometers.
After running 1.6 kilometers and returning to the place where Zhao Qing'er was sitting collapsed, she was still collapsed there.
"With your physical strength, if you shoot a martial arts scene, you won't be able to do any fancy moves. Don't take costume dramas in the future. Just take romance dramas. You can earn money by kissing and cuddling. How great is that."
"Master, I'm hungry." Zhao Qing'er looked aggrieved.
"Bullshit." Nan Yi sneered disdainfully, "You have small arms, small legs, and small stomach. What you ate last night hasn't even gone down the drain yet. Why are you so hungry? Hurry up and get up and follow me."
"Well……"
Zhao Qing'er stood up with difficulty and followed Nan Yi forward.
The two of them came to the river. Nan Yi came under the willow tree and broke off a willow branch. He waved it in his hand and said to Zhao Qing'er who was standing beside him: "I have never learned sword dance, nor do I know how to dance with swords. Whether you say it positively or negatively, it has nothing to do with martial arts. It is just a form of dance."
Nan Yi waved the willow branches, performing sword dance moves that were both difficult and graceful. "Sword dance is both hard and soft, with leaps and turns. Female dancers need to highlight their feminine beauty when dancing with swords, so core strength and physical foundation are both indispensable..."
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Nan Yi spun around, flew into the air, stayed in the air and did a split, then leaped down, landing on his right foot. He slowly raised his left foot as he waved the willow branch in his hand, and lifted it over his head little by little , performing the stirrup move.
The splits are a hurdle in practicing body flexibility. If you can't do the splits, you have no right to say that you practice fighting or dancing. Without body flexibility, your achievements in anything related to sports will be limited. Even if there is an accident, you will be hospitalized every few days, and your meniscus will be damaged faster than others.
After doing a series of movements that required flexibility and core strength, Nan Yi threw the willow branch to Zhao Qing'er, "Can you do the splits?"
Zhao Qing'er shook her head, "No."
"Walk in lotus steps for me to see."
"Master, what is Lotus Step?"
"You are just a useless extra. You don't know how to do the Lotus Step, so how about the Flower Step?"
Zhao Qing'er shook her head.
"Crossing steps? Folding steps?"
Zhao Qing'er continued to shake her head.
"What are the row and nest spacings for wheat in your area?"
Still shaking his head.
"How much does a five-month-old pig eat at one time? How many times a day does it need to eat?"
Still shaking his head.
"Okay, I understand. You are a country girl who was raised in wealth. You don't know how to do farm work, and you don't have the vision and experience of a city girl." Nan Yi pointed at Zhao Qing'er's nose and said, "You should work hard to climb up the social ladder. Otherwise, whoever wants to marry you will be unlucky for the rest of his life."
Zhao Qing'er pouted and said unconvincedly: "Master, I can do a lot of farm work. I can also wash clothes, cook and clean the house."
"Okay, okay, you're awesome. Go over there and move around on your own. Don't bother me."
Nan Yi waved his hand to push Zhao Qing'er aside, squatted down, put his hands in a posture of holding a leaf, closed his eyes, took a slow breath, relaxed all the joints in his body from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and then exhaled slowly, clearly feeling in his mind how many forces were in each joint.
After practicing Qi for many years, Nan Yi started by developing a sense of Qi, then found the cauldron step by step, developed the cauldron, developed a sense of movement, and developed the inner elixir. At this point, the Dantian has been formed, the Qi sinks into the Dantian, and all diseases disappear.
Dantian is nowhere and yet it is everywhere. It has no fixed location and varies from person to person. Only by practicing step by step and developing inner elixir can one feel Dantian.
Dantian, the field of inner elixir, the field of fields, the place where the inner elixir is produced is Dantian.
Practicing Qi is like farming, cultivating the Dantian and growing the inner elixir.
It sounds mysterious to practice, but Nan Yi really felt the benefits of practicing Qi. After thirty-five, he could easily deal with those wolves and tigers without feeling powerless and still have enough energy to fight in the wild.
Zhao Qing'er on the side stared at Nan Yi for a while, but soon lost interest and squatted there without moving. What kind of Kung Fu was this? His Kung Fu just now was so beautiful, why didn't he continue practicing that? Thinking about it in her mind, she played with the willow branch for a few times, then stepped her feet forward and backward, slowly pressed her body down, and started to practice the splits.
Suddenly, her heel slipped on a patch of green grass. The frost had not melted yet and it was slippery. Her heel could not hold the ground and she slipped. Her leg stretched out ten centimeters forward. Zhao Qing'er heard a click in her ear and her thighs stuck to the ground. A chill invaded her skin, followed by a sharp pain.
“Ah, ahhhh!”
The sound was sharp and reached the sky.
Nan Yi opened his eyes and took a look, then closed them again and continued to practice Qi.
Very good, done in one step.
Stretching is very painful, but it is much less painful than giving birth. It is more common to see women giving birth while cursing, but rare to see women crying.
Zhao Qing'er felt very painful, a piercing pain. She wanted to cry, but when she looked to the left, she saw Nan Yi practicing martial arts, and when she looked to the right, she saw Miao Xiaolan wasn't looking at her at all. She had to sniff a few times to hold back the tears that were overflowing. There was no audience, so who would she pretend to be miserable for?
No one paid attention to her and no one helped her. She could only awkwardly hold her front leg with both hands and pull it back a little with difficulty. Then she pulled the back leg back a little more. When she was almost there, she lay down on the ground with her legs together, feeling the waves of pain between her thighs.
After a long while, Nan Yi finished his training and pointed at Zhao Qing'er and said to Miao Xiaolan, "Carry this piece of trash back."
Click, click!
When someone paid attention to her, Zhao Qing'er's grievances immediately welled up and her tears rolled down her tear trough in strings like change.
"Master, it hurts!"
Nan Yi came to Zhao Qing'er's side, raised his foot and stepped on one of Zhao Qing'er's thighs, squeezing it slightly. When Zhao Qing'er cried for her parents, he said lightly: "It's okay, it's okay, take a deep breath, and it won't hurt if you take a deep breath."
Then he switched to the other leg...
With his compassionate words, Nan Yi made Zhao Qing'er feel even more pain.
After a lot of trouble, Miao Xiaolan finally carried Zhao Qing'er back to the hotel. Then, she lay in bed in the hotel for two days. When Nan Yi finished his business in Hengdian, she was still sick.
Nan Yi ignored her and was already picking a house at Nanhe No. 1 with Chen Wenqin who had come to meet him.
It is relatively easy to quadruple the value of a house that currently costs hundreds of thousands of yuan by hoarding it for a few years. Combined with the development of business, if you lower the average, it won't be too difficult to earn more than 10 million yuan a year.
After choosing a house, Nan Yi and Miao Xiaolan walked from Nanhe No. 1 to the film and television city, the most upscale KTV, restaurants, and several spots suitable for outdoor car sex. They roughly checked out spots suitable for paparazzi ambushes, and then calculated the most reasonable number of retirees to be accommodated.
At this moment, two people were standing on a small hillside, holding the topographic map they had drawn in their hands, pointing at several circled locations.
"If the woman is on top, as long as there is a small gap in the car window, you can use a telephoto lens to capture the woman's back, side, and profile. If the man tilts his head back, you can also capture half of his face."
"If the car only moves five or six meters to the seven o'clock direction, it can block most of the shooting angles."
"No, from a psychological point of view, the blue dot is where most people think the balance between safety and excitement is the best." Nan Yi pointed at two locations on the map, "Pay attention to these two places, the angle and height are very suitable for ambush."
The two of them spent quite some time on the hillside, then went to a KTV and booked a private room. They marked the places in the room suitable for installing pinhole cameras, and then went into the men's and women's restrooms respectively. Various beautiful scenes flashed through their minds, and they marked dangerous spots according to height and direction...
After completing the investigation, Nan Yi met with Chen Wenqin again to discuss how to develop the business.
"Wenqin, when you go back, have someone find some paparazzi to collect information. We need one or two big melons. If the business doesn't go well, we need to detonate one here in Hengdian. The melon must be big enough. Once it explodes, you won't be able to work in the film and television industry for at least a few years."
"Nansheng, this is a major tourist town, we may encounter considerable resistance."
"It's okay. The incident happened here. The melon can explode in Beijing, but the spectators only care about who the person involved is. Few people will care where the incident happened. The impact on Hengdian will not be too big. However, I still want to instruct you to be as careful as possible. It's best to send the melon to someone else to explode."
"Gossip for wine?"
"He's good, very suitable."
In just a few words, the strategy for opening up the business situation was determined.
Money is earned penny by penny, and everyone feels bad about extra expenses. Without a little pressure, how can people develop a sense of crisis and then obediently pay for services?
