Dad, please try harder

Chapter 102 Qian Wenlin: I understand!

Author: Dr. Silver

Chapter 102 Qian Wenlin: I understand!

Nara, Miura Dojo.

A slender, seemingly frail girl faced five men wearing white training uniforms.

The girl has a face with oval seeds, big eyes, long eyelashes, fair skin, and extremely beautiful appearance.

At this time, with an innocent smile on her face, she bowed politely to the five men.

"Please give me some advice." Her voice was sweet and soft, like a soft wind blowing from her ears into her heart.

But the five men looked serious and cautious, and were not at all fooled by the girl's innocent appearance and soft voice.

The next scene proved that their caution was correct.

After the girl bowed, the smile on her face seemed to be taken away by something, and instantly transformed into an unsheathed sharp blade.

He raised his hand and pointed, poking one of the men in the eyes.

The man did not dare to neglect and punched out.

The girl seemed to have expected this. She turned her fingers into palms and slashed at the side of the other man's neck with a sharp knife.

At this moment, the other three men also took action one after another. Without any intention of showing mercy, they attacked the girl with their fists, hands, or feet.

The girl's movements were as nimble as a fox's. She spun her body, stepped on one of the men's feet, jumped up slightly, kicked one of the men in the head with a sharp kick in the air.

The man who was kicked staggered twice and fell straight to the ground.

The girl jumped back two meters, and without waiting for others to react, she unfolded her ghostly footwork. Her palms were like ghost swords, with unparalleled speed, slashing, slashing, and plundering, taking only the enemy's throat, eyes, temples, and

neck.

Several well-trained men were beaten so hard that they were left and right in a panic. After a while, they heard a man howl like "ah!"

The scene was as weird as a crazy sheep rushing into a pack of wolves and then beating up the wolves.

After a while, the five men either fell to the ground, covered their eyes, or knelt on the ground and groaned in pain.

The innocent smile returned to the girl's face, she bowed again and said, "Thank you for your hard work, seniors. I'm sorry for hurting you!"

Soon someone came forward and carried the five men away.

"Feiniao, why are you a little uneasy today?"

At this moment, Shimizu Ichiro came over pushing a wheelchair. Sitting in the wheelchair was Igarashi Yugiri, who was injured by Qianquan.

"Sorry, Dad." Asuka bowed towards the man in the wheelchair.

"What happened?" Igarashi Yugiri asked.

"I watched the video of the Chinese boy competing with senior brother Ichiro." Feiniao didn't dare to hide it.

"Then what?"

"I, I dreamed last night that he cut my neck."

Igarashi Yugiri's face darkened and he reprimanded: "Stupid! He is a useless person now! An ordinary person can easily knock him down!"

"Yes, Dad."

"Now you have a fight with Senior Brother Ichiro." Igarashi Yugiri's tone softened. He knew in his heart that the fact that he was seriously injured by Qian Quan gave Asuka too much stimulation, and it was normal to have some psychological fluctuations.

"yes."

Shimizu Ichiro walked out from behind the wheelchair and said with a gentle smile: "Junior Sister Asuka, go and change your protective clothing."

Feiniao shook his head: "No need."

Shimizu Ichiro was full of surprise: "But..."

"Ichiro," the uncle's voice came from behind, "just fight her like this, don't hold back."

"yes."

The two opened up their formation.

Ichiro Shimizu leaned forward, holding the handle of the sword tightly with his right hand, and clasping the mouth of the scabbard with his left hand, staring at the flying bird like a tiger raising his eyes, looking for an opportunity to strike.

Suddenly, he saw a white shadow making an S shape and coming towards him. He was about to draw his sword when his right hand felt cold and someone held it down. Then he felt an itch on his neck. Asuka's fingertips pressed against his own as if they were touching the ground.

Throat.

But only a small part of his Iai sword was pulled out.

"Ichiro, you hesitated." Igarashi Yugiri commented lightly.

"I'm sorry, uncle." Shimizu Ichiro said with shame.

"It's okay, just don't hesitate when facing the Chinese." Igarashi Yugiri saw that Asuka performed well and was in a good mood.

"Yes." Shimizu Ichiro was taught.

"You have to thank Qian Quan. Without his provocation some time ago, this game would not have the attention it has today."

Asuka and Shimizu Ichiro listened with rapt attention.

"Remember, this time, you two will leave traces of your wings on China, because you will fly over them!"

"Yes." They both said in unison.

"Leave an indelible shadow in their hearts!" There was a chilling coldness in Igarashi Yugiri's eyes.

…

"It's still a little bit worse."

Qian Wenlin opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

Recently, with the help of tea tablets, Qian Wenlin has made rapid progress in practicing "Wudang Small Circulation Kung Fu". Sitting anywhere, he can clear his mind of distracting thoughts in a moment and enter a state of physical and mental tranquility.

The feeling of getting rid of the troubles around you and truly gaining pleasure and joy is fascinating.

It's like riding on a small boat, steadily rising and falling with the waves, swinging towards the top of the waves wave by wave, reaching a peak of bliss together with body and spirit.

However, every time the boat capsized and fell into the water just one second before reaching the top.

Just a little bit away, he can enter a new field and see a more magnificent scenery.

Therefore, he practices more diligently every day and will never give up until he achieves his goal. He must seek a breakthrough at that point and step into the next more comfortable state.

Unfortunately, it falls short in the same place every time.

These frequent failures not only did not make him quit, but instead inspired him to fight.

It seems that I have just encountered some kind of obstacle.

Reflected in daily life, the whole person's mental state is more positive and excited.

This made his wife Yang Yuhua notice something unusual. After raising the issue with him, Qian Wenlin was suddenly shocked.

"When practicing static exercises reaches a predictable and the same feeling every time, it has gone off track, indicating that this kind of practice has stagnated. If it goes deeper, it will fall into dangerous obsessions."

He was sweating profusely as he recalled the comment in the document.

He calmed down again and tried not to set goals for himself.

At the same time, he also communicated this situation with his son on WeChat, and his son’s reply gave him his first inspiration:

"Dad, at this time, I usually try to think of every second in my life as the first and only second in the universe, which means that no two moments are the same."

Qian Wenlin: "This is a good idea."

After answering my son's question, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart. He was indeed a young man who had inherited his own talent. His understanding was very likely to catch up with his own.

In the afternoon, he will teach Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Spring" to his classmates.

He has read this text many times and is so familiar with it that he can easily finish the text without looking at the textbook or lesson plans.

As usual, he would first read this kind of ancient prose to his classmates, then ask everyone to recite it, and finally paraphrase it.

However, when he read the passage "The prefect sent people to follow him, and in search of his destination, he became lost and could no longer find his way", a flash of lightning flashed through his mind.

An inspiration struck him that he had never noticed before.

The whole person was stunned in place.

Why did the fishermen mark everything, but when the prefect sent people to follow the marks and look for the Peach Blossom Spring again, there was no result?

If you force yourself to force it, you will never get it!

The traces of fishermen are too heavy.

The prefect is too utilitarian.

Once you have expectations, you will get lost while looking for the peach blossom garden, and "you will never find the way again."

Just like practicing meditation, you must pursue your pursuit with the mentality of "doing nothing", which is the right path.

"I understand!" Qian Wenlin was delighted.

"Teacher Qian, Teacher Qian!"

The students shouted Qian Wenlin below.

"What's wrong?" Qian Wenlin asked with a gentle smile.

"You, why did you stop suddenly?"

"Oh, I suddenly realized how Mr. Tao Yuanming felt when he wrote this article. Let's continue..."

(End of chapter)