The rhythm of starting a small stove

"Who has ruined their brain?"

Ye Wen hurriedly walked out.

"What's wrong?" Ye Wen looked at Lin Weiran, who had messy hair and a dazed expression, especially his eyes full of... wisdom?

"Master, Junior Brother Lin has gone crazy while practicing martial arts. Please see if he can be saved!" Huang Dunliang pointed at Lin Weiran and said urgently.

"Obsessed? Nonsense!"

"It's true. Junior Brother Lin just runs and practices zamabu every day. Apart from eating and sleeping, he spends almost all his time doing this."

"Oh? Isn't this a good thing?

The prodigal son turns back and finds his way back..."

"That's it for one or two days. There is no problem. The key point is that Junior Brother Lin has been like this for more than a year and his mental state is not normal, Master!"

"Master, I'm fine..."

Lin Weiran still wanted to say something.

But the two of them didn't listen to him at all.

Huang Dunliang told Ye Wen everything he had observed over the past few days. At first, Ye Wen didn't think anything was wrong.

I have heard this for more than a year,

Ye Wen couldn't help but change his expression.

"How far do you run every day?" Ip Man asked.

"At first it was more than ten kilometers, and then it became longer, about twenty or thirty kilometers."

"So far?"

Ip Man was greatly surprised.

In his impression, Lin Weiran was just a pampered, naughty bastard. He didn't expect that he had a talent for running.

"Master, you didn't see how he ran. It was like being chased by a dog. I followed him secretly twice, but I couldn't keep up at all."

Lin Weiran looked strange.

Senior brother gets so cruel that he even scolds himself?

"Can't even keep up with you?"

The senior brother looked embarrassed:

"Well, this disciple is not good at running..."

"Where's Ma Bu?"

"It will take at least two hours to stand until I almost faint. I'm just worried that Junior Brother's haste is faster than haste, and his foundation may be damaged."

"Let me see!" Ye Wen said, grabbing Lin Weiran, touching Lin Weiran's shoulder down to the back of his hand, and clasping his wrist with his backhand.

"Master, can you still feel your pulse?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Ye Wen's eyes.

However, as the old saying goes, there is no separation between medicine and martial arts, and martial arts masters sometimes have a deeper understanding of the human body than doctors.

"Okay, turn around!"

Lin Weiran quickly turned her back to Ye Wen.

Ip Man's thugs moved along Lin Weiran's shoulders and down to his buttocks. Lin Weiran moved and was slapped by Ip Man.

"What's the fuss about?"

Lin Weiran secretly said that Master took advantage of him.

Ip Man touched it again, and Huang Dunliang clearly found that the master's eyes were bright and lively, as if he had found a treasure.

"Master, can junior brother be saved?"

As soon as Huang Dunliang finished asking, he felt that he had asked in vain. Isn't this nonsense? If there was no way to save him, would the master still smile so happily?

"It's nothing." Ye Wen suppressed his smile and said, "Wei Ran, please turn around. I have a few questions for you."

"Master, you ask."

"Your senior brother said before that you were obsessed with madness. It's not unreasonable. Your condition is caused by the mental stress and high-intensity martial arts training during this period. You can recover after a few days of rest."

"Disciple understands, thank you Master."

After Ye Wen's tossing, Lin Weiran finally came to his senses. Thinking about practicing like a madman during this period...

Lin Weiran felt it was outrageous.

"The talent of God's reward for hard work is really not easy. The conditions for activating the skill become more difficult the further you go, and you may even have a mental breakdown if you don't do it."

Lin Weiran was afraid.

"Also, why do you practice like this? If a normal person follows your practice, he will become useless in just a few days.

But you are... normal? You have worked hard for one year, and you can surpass the average person for five years of hard training. I have never seen you like this in all my years as a teacher."

Lin Weiran scratched his head: "I'm not sure. It's just that after I train myself to the limit, I can feel the limit barrier. I want to break through the barrier, and then I have an indescribable and refreshing feeling."

"Is it more enjoyable than going to the red light district?"

Huang Dunliang asked in surprise.

Lin Weiran: "..."

The blame left behind by my predecessor cannot be thrown away.

Ye Wen coughed lightly and said: "You still have to exercise restraint. I am a teacher who has been through it and I can understand it, but this is only harmful to martial arts training..."

"Master, I'm off topic."

"Okay, let's get down to business!"

"Then what problems have you had with your body this year?" Ip Man asked again. Everyone's feeling of breaking through their limits differs from person to person.

But humans are made of flesh and blood, and such excessive exercise will actually consume their potential. Many people do this when they are young and rely on their good health.

As long as you can't practice to death, practice to death!

This is a radical training method, which is very different from the internal martial arts principles. Generally, through examination, you can determine which part of the body has hidden dangers.

But when Ye Wen checked Lin Weiran, he said, good guy, this guy is as strong as a calf, and he is a genius in martial arts.

There are no hidden dangers or hidden injuries at all.

Sure enough, Lin Weiran also said: "No, it's very good. After practicing every day, I lie down on the bed and sleep soundly."

"Talent~"

Ip Man was quite impressed.

Why haven't you discovered it before?

"Is this kid still a hidden genius? I was so excited that I turned a hidden genius into glowing gold?"

Ip Man began to think about it.

Just think about it, because he has a keen eye for recognizing talents and allowing talents to shine, Ye Wen's eyes suddenly became much kinder when he looked at Lin Weiran.

"How do you plan to practice in the future?"

Ye Wen looked at him and said meaningfully.

Lin Weiran instantly understood what Ye Wen meant: "Back to master, this disciple was able to practice dotting skills only because of master's guidance.

Today I realized that if I continue to practice like this, I am afraid that I will get twice the result with half the effort, so how I practice in the future depends entirely on the guidance of the master!"

The eldest brother looked at him with strange eyes, thinking: "Yes, when did the junior brother become as sweet as honey with his mouth?"

"Well, easy to say, easy to say!"

Ye Wen had a look of relief on his face. This disciple was so sensible, so talented, so well-spoken, and always able to hit the point.

"You can go home later."

"Thank you, Master!" Lin Weiran's eyes lit up. If he didn't understand, wouldn't he be a sleeping dragon and a phoenix? Ye Wen was about to start a small stove for himself!

"Okay, let's go back and have a good rest for the next two days. Go back." Ye Wen nodded and said, and then Lin Weiran and Huang Dunliang left.

The two of them went out,

Huang Dunliang patted Lin Weiran on the shoulder and said: "Junior brother, okay! You have been noticed by the master so quickly, and your career is just around the corner!"

Shoulders crackle!

Lin Weiran's mouth twitched.

"What the hell, senior brother, I have to thank you. If you hadn't pointed me out so many times before, I might not have been able to practice anything..."

"Okay, you're glib, don't comfort me, it's just the master who is giving you a small start. I was just like you many years ago."

The senior brother raised his eyebrows as he spoke.

Lin Weiran understood, "Hey, that's it. I'm planning to treat Senior Brother to dinner and bribe you not to tell anyone else."

The senior brother glared: "What, tell you, you are not going to treat me? What's the matter? You have decided to treat me to this meal!"

I said it!

It won’t work even if the master comes.”

Lin Weiran was ashamed: "Please! Definitely please!"

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