It snowed heavily all day and night.

The next day continued, Xu Qing got up from the bed, stood at the window and took a look, and everything he saw was white.

Jiangcheng has not seen such heavy snow for a long time, and the local news has already caught wind of it, with various headlines such as "I haven't seen it in ten years" and "What happened in more than ten years" filling the pages.

"So early? You can sleep a little longer."

Xu Qing wrapped herself in pajamas and came out to pee. When she was returning home, the door of Jiang He's room also opened. This girl was wearing a sweater and was preparing to practice martial arts with a sword.

"Can't sleep." Jiang He said.

"Habit?"

"Habit."

"It's time to change." Xu Qing shook his head and dragged Mian back to the house as he spoke, "On such a snowy day, you should hide in bed and lie down until noon, eat a meal and then continue to get in and lie down... That's called

enjoy."

"..."

Jiang He didn't respond, he held his breath and concentrated on making gestures.

"Hiss~sigh."

Xu Qing let out a long sigh of relief as he got back into bed. Although there was heating in the room, it was not as warm as a warm bed. It was a bit cold to get out like this, but it was much more comfortable when he came back.

"Don't close it, don't close it, let me see if I can learn it," he shouted.

When he came back, he deliberately left the bedroom door open. The door to Jiang He's room was also open. One of them was lying on his bed and the other was standing in his room. They could see each other when they looked up across the living room. Jiang He felt awkward and wanted to close the door.

, but this guy told me to stop.

"You...you haven't gotten up yet."

"I'm just going to lie down. I'm not naked. Aren't you wearing clothes?" Xu Qing leaned on the bed and shook the pajamas on her body, "It's okay."

Jiang He thought for a while and realized that this guy seemed to be wandering around in his pajamas all the time, so he didn't say anything more and turned around to readjust his posture and practice his sword skills.

The three-foot long sword felt heavy to Xu Qing when he held it. In Jiang He's hand, it looked like a fake sword in the hands of an old man in the park. It looked light and weightless, but it danced like a tiger or a tiger.

There were no fancy feints, she just moved around in small steps within the small area of ​​the small room, moving fiercely.

Normally Xu Qing would cheer, but today he was quietly taking photos secretly with his mobile phone in his hand. Jiang He looked completely different from the one sitting in front of the computer.

A sassy heroine and a naive otaku.

"It would be better if you practiced outside in the snow." Seeing Jiang He finishing his set, he sighed in admiration.

"You don't even need any stunts, you can just use a camera to shoot blockbusters."

The photos taken by other people are all fake, but this is real.

"It's cold outside."

Jiang He sheathed his sword with a clanging sound, holding his sleeves to regain his innocent look - I don't know when he learned this action from Xu Qing. He put his hands together, like a standard peasant.

"Are you still afraid of the cold?" he asked.

"I'm more resistant to freezing than you, but I'm not afraid of it."

"oh."

Xu Qing lost interest and looked through the photos twice. Then he crawled into the quilt and lay down, ready to catch up on some sleep.

This kind of useless Kung Fu, even if you don’t practice it, anti-freeze will be of no use, but if you practice it for a man with kidney deficiency, it’s almost the same...

He closed his eyes and thought, then suddenly opened his eyes again, and after thinking about it, he got up from the bed, "By the way, your skills... are you trying to strengthen your body?"

"Practice martial arts is to strengthen the body."

Jiang He, who was about to wash up, heard what he said, turned around, rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fists at him, "I'm much stronger than you."

"Knowing that you can break a tree... I mean, it's a physical strengthening method - well, what kind of strong method is it?"

"It's just strong."

"..."

Xu Qing pursed her lips, touched her phone from the bedside, and opened Baidu search.

After a while.

"Taught me!"

"Um?"

"I think kung fu is a traditional culture. It's a pity that it has been lost like this..." Xu Qing climbed out of bed with all his strength and ran out to get ready to practice martial arts.

"..."

Jiang He looked at him inexplicably, wondering why this man suddenly changed his temper.

"Quick, I will study hard and practice hard to become a master of the generation. Is that what you stand for?"

Xu Qing, who was wearing pajamas and cotton slippers, immediately put on the posture that Jiang He taught him before, looking very serious.

Kung Fu is a good thing, and piles are also a good thing.

It's a pity that this guy didn't live up to expectations. Within ten minutes, his legs began to tremble, his arms sank, and his posture began to change.

"Hands up."

After washing, Jiang He sat in front of the computer, gnawing an apple in his hand. He looked back and gave instructions.

"How long did you stand for the first time?" Xu Qing asked, trying hard to maintain his posture.

"About... half a stick of incense."

"How long does half a stick of incense take? In minutes."

"About ten minutes."

"ha?"

Xu Qing looked at his watch and suddenly became discouraged and sat down on the sofa to stretch his hands and feet, "It's only been ten minutes?"

From this point of view, he is also a young martial arts practitioner, not much different from Jiang He.

"It's different." Jiang He shook his head and said in a serious tone: "I started practicing when I was young. At that time, it was half a column... for ten minutes, then increased to half an hour, and then one hour. This practice was ten minutes.

several years.

You started practicing martial arts relatively late, and your foundation is very poor. You are out of breath even if you run even two steps..."

"Stop talking, I know."

Xu Qing was unable to complain. According to this standard, modern times basically have no good foundation. In the past, only high-rise residential buildings had elevators, but now even the stairs are equipped with escalators...

How long has it been since he ran?

Except for running into a tree and taking Jiang He for a short run last time, I also ran in the rain when autumn first came... I can count the number of runs in a year on both hands.

"When practicing martial arts, you must keep your fists in your hands. Kung fu is honed bit by bit. If you want to become a master..."

"No, I don't want to anymore, I just want to keep fit."

"...That's easy, as long as you stick to it." Jiang He nodded after thinking, "That's it for today. If you stick to it every day, you will be able to stand for half an hour soon, and then I will teach you how to box.

.”

"After I learn how to do it, I can go shirtless and box in the snow, won't I feel cold?" Xu Qing asked.

He had seen other people playing like this in the snow, as if they were quite old and swimming in the Songhua River in winter.

"Why do you have this strange... quirk?" Jiang He couldn't understand why he had to run out shirtless, even when it was snowing.

"No, I was just asking. It's not weird at all."

Xu Qing shook his head, it was indeed just a question.

The first snow in winter was also the day when he began to practice martial arts seriously for the first time.

"Does this make you my master?"

"It doesn't count...right?"

"How about I call you aunt?"

"Huh?" Jiang He turned around in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

"nothing."

Xu Qing waved his hand, "Forget what I just said."

He didn't want to lose an arm, and he didn't want Jiang He... Bah, it doesn't exist.
Chapter completed!