Rebirth of the Supreme Writer

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Early the next morning, Yi Ming was woken up early by his grandfather Yi Wei. Through the window, outside he could see the misty sky that had just turned white.

Yi Ming was yawning and drowsy. He was reluctant to get up and wash up and get dressed. Afterwards, his grandfather Yi Wei's bodyguard, Wang Hu, drove to his teacher, Mr. Qingwen's house.

In the words of Grandpa Yi Wei, it is a great fate and blessing for you to have Mr. Qingwen as your teacher. Now that you have the teacher to work on your affairs, it is even more of a great love. If it is too late because of you,

, and making the teacher wait for a long time is really not what you should do, and it is not what you should do as a disciple.

Yi Mingyu cried without tears. He quickly drank a bowl of porridge and ate three or two fried dough sticks. During this period, he had to be scolded by his grandfather Yi Wei. He wiped his mouth and was defeated by his grandfather Yi Wei.

Yi Ming rolled his eyes and ran away quickly.

They were silent all the way, and soon they arrived at the home of their teacher, Mr. Qingwen. The car parked outside. When Yi Ming got out of the car and called the door, he was stopped by Wang Hu. Then Wang Hu got out of the car and rang the doorbell of Mr. Qingwen's house.

"Who is it? It's so early in the morning."

Hearing the teacher's voice, Yi Ming secretly thought it was a good thing that his teacher, Mr. Qingwen, got up early and didn't sleep in. Otherwise, he would have died if he had come so early and disturbed people's dreams.

As the big iron door slowly opened, Yi Ming poked his head out of the car and called loudly: "Teacher, good morning."

"Oh... Mingming, you got up really early." Mr. Qingwen heard this and was quite surprised to hear Yi Ming greeting him. When he saw that it was really Yi Ming, he couldn't help but feel happy.

Yi Ming opened the car door and said with a 'hehe' as soon as he got out of the car: "The best plan for the day is in the morning. It's good to breathe more fresh air. And it's really annoying to bother the teacher running around for the disciples' things.

If you feel sorry for yourself and come in late, it would be a big sin. If the disciple comes earlier, it won't disturb the teacher's morning practice, right?"

No. If an elderly person doesn't go to bed early, get up early and exercise early, or doesn't exercise more and strive to live a few more years, isn't it true that he is in trouble with himself?

Of course, what else can Mr. Qingwen do if he wakes up so early? It is necessary to exercise in the yard.

After hearing this, Mr. Qingwen smiled happily. "Okay..., okay, you can understand the principle of being diligent but not lazy, and being lazy but not lazy, which makes the teacher very happy. Obviously... you are still young now, so you are so young."

It’s a good age to study hard and study hard. The more you learn, the more you can benefit from it throughout your life.”

"Come in, come in and sit down for a while. The teacher has another session of Tai Chi that he hasn't done yet. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later." After Mr. Qingwen signaled to Yi Ming that he was free to do whatever he wanted, he started to perform Tai Chi moves in the courtyard, one move at a time.

I practiced Tai Chi in an orderly manner.

After watching it for a while, Yi Ming felt that it was boring. Tai Chi, the favorite of old men and women, was really unattractive to Yi Ming.

After a session of Tai Chi, Mr. Qingwen sweated a little. He took a towel and wiped off the sweat. He walked towards Yi Ming and said with a smile: "The Tai Chi that Teacher is doing is the descendant of Chen's Tai Chi that I happened to meet many years ago."

And thanks to his teachings, if you want to learn, the teacher can teach you."

When Yi Ming heard this, he was immediately shocked. I am in great shape. I eat deliciously and sleep well. I haven't become a little old man yet. What kind of Tai Chi do I need to learn?

Learn, and resolutely refuse to learn.

Seeing this, Mr. Qingwen took a deep breath and sighed: "The hard work of our ancestors, the essence of the country that has been passed down since ancient times, has not only failed to be carried forward in the hands of people like us, but has become more and more on the decline. I am ashamed of the country."

, I’m ashamed of my ancestors.”

The essence of the country?

Yi Ming smiled, but he couldn't agree with something in his heart. He couldn't help but said: "Teacher, can Tai Chi be called the quintessence of national martial arts? Isn't that national martial arts too worthless?"

"Asshole, how could you speak so harshly about Tai Chi?" Upon hearing this, Mr. Qingwen immediately became unhappy and shouted angrily.

Seeing how angry his teacher, Mr. Qingwen, was, Yi Ming was speechless and wanted to defend himself, but he really didn't know how to explain it.

When any martial arts with a superficial performance nature becomes popular and enters thousands of households, can it still be called "this is a national martial art?"

Yi Ming didn't know, but he knew it in his heart. Strictly speaking, the fancy fists and embroidered legs that make everyone happy are also a kind of martial arts. Isn't it also the essence of the country and a national skill?

Seeing that Yi Ming was mute, Mr. Qingwen didn't care about himself. He waved his hands angrily and said: "Be sure not to talk nonsense to those who don't understand, otherwise it will only make others laugh, you know?"

Well……

Yi Ming opened his mouth, but finally held back and remained silent.

Mr. Qingwen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Yi Ming again, and said with a stern face: "Whether it's right or wrong, if you really have an opinion, you can tell it. If you don't tell it, and keep it in your heart, who will know what you have?"

opinion."

This is what you wanted me to say.

Yi Ming didn't want to say anything, but the teacher once again wanted to say it himself, so he said it. At that moment, Yi Ming opened his mouth and said: "Teacher, what is the national martial arts? The disciples believe that 'it only kills people and does not perform, this is the national martial arts."

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ps: It seems that in the previous chapter, the name of 'Wang Hu' was changed to 'Gu Hu'. Please explain!

It seems that Dong Quan’an’s grandfather, Dong Chunkui, was mistakenly typed as his father. I will correct it when I have some rest over the weekend.

Feel sorry!!