Real Scholar System

"Yo, are you back again?"

"I thought he got away with it."

"I guess I was too nervous, so I went to pee?"

Those students have guessed.

Fang Moyan returned to the center of the venue, this time it shouldn't be possible to smash the floor of others.

"Come on, classmate, do it again as I did just now." Miao Hua smiled, and then demonstrated it again.

Fang Moyan read it carefully, and he had already decomposed the movement essentials of the whirlwind leg into a dozen points in his mind. If he did all of them in sequence, this movement would come out.

But I only learned it through observation, but boxing is an experiential learning, just like swimming. No one can learn to swim by reading books and watching videos, and the same is true for taekwondo.

He didn't act rashly, but became familiar with breaking down movements a little bit.

But this kind of performance is very clumsy in the eyes of others. Normal people don't break down a movement to experience it like him. Others just learn to lift their legs and kick directly. Some children with developed motor nerves can learn it with a model Same.

"Hahaha."

"What is this man doing, why is he twisting his waist all the time?"

"That's right, she looks so silly, like she's not very smart."

Seeing everyone's ridicule, Miao Hua felt that her goal had been achieved: "It's easy when you look at it, but it's not easy when you do it. Everyone needs to practice hard, do you understand?"

"understand!"

"Speak louder! Didn't you eat?"

"clear!!"

"When we practice boxing, we don't even have the energy to make a sound. How can we make perfect movements?"

"Understood!!!" This time the student mustered all his strength, and his voice was really loud.

"Okay, let's learn the simplest high kick." Miao Hua kicked casually, and his legs brushed through his hair, like swinging a windmill.

And Fang Moyan was still practicing breaking down movements there.

"Stop, stop, what are you doing? You're practicing high kicks."

Seeing this, Miao Hua said dissatisfiedly.

He can tolerate no matter how stupid the students are, but he can't bear the students who don't obey the command and don't obey the discipline.

"Oh." Fang Moyan smiled, "It will be fine in a while, I will practice and practice!"

"Hey!!" Miao Hua was furious, "You student is so disobedient to orders? I don't teach students like you how much you pay to learn! You have no manners at all. You just listen to the teacher's lectures in class. of?"

Seeing that he was angry, Fang Moyan smiled a little embarrassedly when he remembered that he was really immersed in the practice of decomposing movements just now, and said to himself, I really learned by myself in class.

Seeing Fang Moyan stop, Miao Hua calmed down a little: "High kick! Let me see the flexibility of your legs!"

Fang Moyan immediately kicked high, directly hitting the hair on his forehead, and kicked upwards, pulling a split horse.

Miao Hua was startled: "Have you practiced before?"

Fang Moyan nodded.

"No wonder." Miao Hua understood that some students thought that their starting point was higher than others because they had practiced dance and the like, so they were not serious when studying.

"Then coach, can I continue the practice just now?"

"What do you practice? Do you remember to practice blindly? Don't think that you have a higher starting point than others because you have pressed your legs before. What I did was a unique technique in Taekwondo. You can learn it just by looking at it? There are no years of basic skills practice. You can’t even kick a backswing leg, even if you do, if I give you a wooden target, can you break it?”

With a straight face, Miao Hua taught Fang Moyan a lesson.

"Kicking a board? I might try."

When Fang Moyan was practicing his ability to resist blows, he often abused himself with a wooden stick. His hands, elbows and knees didn't even look callous, but once he exerted strength, he had a bit of hard work.

Of course, it was thanks to Yuan Lanxi's grandfather, Master Liaoyi, who gave him Tongjin Huoluo Powder. Without the help of medicinal baths, it was almost impossible to practice hard kung fu.

"You? Kicking a wooden target?" Miao Hua almost laughed angrily.

Children nowadays, they really don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, do they really think that the taekwondo performances are all special props?

In a real competition, there are very strict requirements for the wooden planks. There are strict requirements for what kind of strength to break and what kind of wooden planks.

"Go get the wooden target."

The teaching assistant next to him immediately fetched some wooden boards, which are the so-called foot targets.

"Which student wants to try a wooden target?" Miao Hua signaled each student to pick up the wooden target and weigh it to try its weight.

Fang Moyan looked at it, and it was just a simple five-plywood or seven-plywood, and it was not difficult to kick it into pieces.

But other students tried to break it a few times, but they didn't break it even though it hurt.

"This thing must be broken with a strong impact, and it's not cut in advance so that it can be inserted." Miao Hua laughed for a while.

Fang Moyan smiled: "It's not a big problem."

"What's not a big problem?"

"I said it's not a big problem for me to break the kick."

Fang Moyan spoke very seriously, everyone was stunned for a while, and then burst into wild laughter.

"Stupid."

"This freshman is really naive."

"Is this the way you have never seen the world?"

"Practice the basic skills first."

Now there is no need for Miao Hua to teach him a lesson, the students will replace the teacher and start the trial of this ignorant guy.

Fang Moyan waited until they had finished speaking, and then said: "Just talk and don't practice the mouth movements, you kick your legs to my level first, and then laugh at me."

These students thought of Fang Moyan's uphill kick just now, knowing that they couldn't do it for the time being, they all shut up.

"Then don't just blow with your mouth, you should try kicking a target."

Some students questioned.

"I can't do it." Fang Moyan shook his head, "Because no one helps to hold the target, you guys can't even hold the target."

The more Miao Hua listened, the more angry he became. This freshman named Fang Moyan was getting more and more outrageous. He said that the freshman couldn't hold the target, but it was true. However, holding the target requires experience. Doesn't kicking the target require more experience? ?
"I'll get the target!" Miao Hua stood up and said, "I want to see how you kick this target."

He held the leg target and posed for a normal side kick.Novices are generally good enough to break a wooden target with a side kick.

"Or not!"

"Why not? Are you finished?" Miao Hua felt that this class would be impossible for this student to mess with Yao Erzi again.

"There are still two targets missing. The Tiandao whirlwind leg can kick the target three times in the air at once."

Miao Hua almost yelled, and managed to suppress the fire: "Okay, today I'm going to see how you can perform for us, sky, knife, spin, wind, and legs!"

"Mr. Wang and Mr. Zhang, please come here and help us support the wooden target."

He called two assistant teachers to help hold the target.

Fang Moyan directed them to move to a suitable position, nodded: "It's almost there."