Pick up a reading companion as an assistant [Entertainment]

"Huo Ruyi shot the nine sunsets, and he was like a dragon flying like a group of emperors. He came like a thunder and received his wrath, but he was like a river and a sea of ​​light..."

After finishing four sentences, seeing Lin Xiaogou's eyes that were about to turn into mosquito coils filled with admiration, Yun Bandu quickly responded: "I didn't write it, it was Du Fu's "Watching Aunt Gongsun's Disciples Dance with Swords". Du Fu was a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, known as the sage of poetry in the world—”

"I know this, Li Bai is a poet!" Xiao Lin, who was at least good at Chinese in primary school, raised his hand to speak, "Who is Aunt Gongsun, and is she also a master of martial arts?"

"Not really. Aunt Gongsun was the number one dancer in the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty. She was the best at dancing "Sword Weapon". It is said that her dance moves the world—probably about the same as your current status."

Yun Yan smiled, raised his hand and patted his shoulder earnestly, then rubbed the small head with the pen cap tilted aside: "Don't move around, be careful not to be hurt by the sword energy."

Lin Puppy's ears fluttered in fright, and he took the pen cap that was sitting obediently watching the fun into his arms, and squatted vigilantly at the corner of the bed.He built a simple fortress around himself with the quilt, and poked the Rilakkuma at the corner of the bed in front of him: "Okay——I'm ready!"

Yun Yan stared dumbfounded at his quick reaction, and finally couldn't help laughing and squatted down: "Okay, very good, hold on and don't move..."

"Don't worry, I will never move."

Lin Qingmo only poked his head out behind the big bear, and immediately nodded vigorously when he heard the sound, watching Yun Yan take out his phone and take a photo of him solemnly.

"..." Lin Qingmo blinked his eyes for a long time before finally realizing that he was probably being tricked, and Mao Mao rushed over in outrage: "Yun Yan, I think you have learned badly! You used to love me very much. of!"

"Quiet your anger, calm your anger, it's really—it's really hard to control..."

Yun Yan was thrown to the ground by him, smiled and firmly hugged the person who bumped into his arms, and patted him on the back comfortingly: "Okay, okay, there is no sword energy, those It's all to scare people. It's not thunder, how can you hurt people from a distance?"

"There is no sword energy..." Lin Xiaogou drooped his ears in disappointment, feeling that his life for more than 20 years has been ruthlessly deceived by martial arts dramas, "What about hidden weapons? Picking leaves and flying flowers? Peacock feathers? Rainstorm pear blossom needle?"

Yun Yan was at a loss when he heard this, and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. He hugged him and sat back on the bed: "Maybe there are in the Jianghu, after all, I have never set foot in the Jianghu martial arts, and I don't know if there are such things... the hidden weapons I have seen It's nothing more than ordinary things like flying stones and flying knives. When I was young, everything was interesting. I secretly practiced with locust rocks for a while, and I was more or less accurate. If you are interested, it doesn't hurt to go back and practice, but Be careful not to break things."

"Okay, I'm interested in this particular one!" Lin Qingmo nodded repeatedly, then picked up the Tickle Scratch beside the bed that served as a sword and stuffed it into his hand, "Teach me how to practice a sword first, and tomorrow we'll go pick up stones... ..."

"Okay, then we'll do the same thing."

Yun Yan nodded in a good-tempered manner, took a few steps back after weighing it, and gave a sword salute to Lin Qingmo, and the momentum around him suddenly changed.Different from the savage murderous aura of the previous two times, he suddenly seemed to have a certain extremely sharp and bright aura, his eyes were calm and clear, and there was no dark shadow to be found: "People say 'sword technique' Vigorous and vigorous, the sword walks lightly'. Swordsmen should control the sword with energy, guide form with spirit, and brake with stillness. Sword moves should be chic and agile. Since sword dancing is the main focus, more attention should be paid to the coherent flow between moves. When it is like flowing clouds and flowing water, there must be no stagnation in the slightest."

In order for Lin Qingmo to see clearly, his movements were deliberately slowed down, and he deliberately paused a little longer when every move was exhausted. Lin Qingmo also half-kneeled on the bed and watched intently, his eyes fixed all the time. He followed every movement of his closely, and made two gestures from time to time.The pen cap that was forgotten at the corner of the bed was still entangled in the quilt that had collapsed long ago, holding a bear ear and taking it off with great interest, but obediently kept silent, the atmosphere in the bedroom was really harmonious.

"Don't be too greedy when learning martial arts, learn these things today, and we'll learn the rest tomorrow."

After going through more than ten strokes, Yun Yan calmly put away the tickle, gave a light salute and restrained his momentum, walked to the bed with a smile and sat down: "How is it, how much do you remember?"

"I remember almost everything, but I may not be able to dance as beautifully as you."

Lin Qingmo rubbed his head. He was originally a dancer, and it was not difficult for him to memorize a few moves, but it was too difficult to replicate the imposing manner that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words.He intends to learn swordsmanship with Yun Yan, but it is precisely to find the awe-inspiring aura of a martial arts master. When he joins the group in the future and starts the machine, he can't disappoint Director Li and Teacher Guan who trust him.

"Don't worry, the aura is all practiced. If you have the accuracy in your hands, you will have a sense in your heart." Yun Yan patted him on the back with a smile, and handed him the weapon in his hand, "Try it, practice more It takes two passes to find the feeling."

Lin Qingmo took the tickle with both hands, and suddenly felt some inexplicable sense of holiness.Jumping off the bed and putting on his shoes, he followed Yun Yan's example and gave a sword salute, meticulously following the flow of the sword move in his memory, unexpectedly he also had a somewhat dignified posture.

"Here, press down a little more."

Yun Yan stood up suddenly, walked around behind Lin Qingmo, supported his arm with one hand, and gently pressed down on his back with the other.The sore muscles that had just been squeezed by the gym during the day immediately protested. Lin Qingmo couldn't help but gasped, gritted his teeth and pressed down a few centimeters along with his strength: "This way—— Lower?"

"It's good like this. When changing the move, the tip of the sword should be raised first, and you should be decisive when turning around. Imagine that there is an enemy behind you who is about to attack you, and you have to slash with the sword to escape the danger."

Yun Yan held his hand and patiently helped him experience the knack of turning his wrist and turning his sword.The posture of this move is really too difficult, the bodies of the two people are almost touching together, feeling the gentle airflow hitting the back of the neck, Lin Xiaogou's face became hot again uncontrollably: " There is no enemy behind me, but there is one—there is Mrs. Gongsun..."

He swallowed back the words that were almost out of his mouth in time, and for a moment he couldn't think of any lines that could be continued. He was so lucky that he remembered the Chinese class that Mr. Yun taught at the beginning, and let him go out.Yun Yan couldn't help chuckling, and helped him to stand firm before taking two steps back: "I really can't afford to compare me to Mrs. Gongsun, but your status is about the same... Don't be nervous, if your body is a little bigger Relax a bit, if you stretch it too tight, your movements will be deformed."

The temperature behind him suddenly moved away, and Lin Qingmo's heart was suddenly empty, and he turned around subconsciously.The tickle in his hand made a sharp arc, and Yun Yan took it steadily with a smile: "That's right, that's how it feels."

"No, I have to bring back the real sword tomorrow..."

Lin Qingmo vented his aura, covered his face with a slap, and muttered unbearably.

In any case, this thing in his hand is too disruptive to the atmosphere, it doesn't feel like a hero at all, it just feels like he is tickling in a fancy way!

"Don't worry too much about unexpected things. You have a sword in your heart, and everything is a sword." Yun Yan patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and replied solemnly, "Actually, I practiced with a rolling pin back then, and it's nothing like that." Where is this strong?"

"Rolling pin—can I take advantage of that?"

Lin Qingmo's eyes widened in surprise, and he gestured the diameter and length of the thing twice. Unable to restrain his strong desire for knowledge, he couldn't help asking.Yun Yan didn't hesitate at all, and shook his head frankly: "Of course it's very uncomfortable... But it's just a handy one. It doesn't matter what you can grab. After all, there is no order in the palace that you can't hold a sharp weapon. You can touch it. It’s not easy to get a rolling pin.”

"I think the imperial dining room in your place is really miserable..." Lin Qingmo nodded solemnly, put the tickle aside, and happily pulled Yun Yan to sit on the bed, "That's right, last time we The "Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses" I watched seemed to be about the Song Dynasty. The Yumao Zhanzhao in it was a fourth-rank imperial guard with a sword, and he also used a sword—how much of what was said there was true ? Is there really a sword called Juque?"

"There is a giant que, and it is rumored that it was cast by Ou Yezi, a famous swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period—but it has been so many years since this dynasty, and it is unclear where it has spread to the people."

Yun Yan shook his head with a smile, rescued the bear's ears from under the claws of the pen cap, and put the pen cap into Lin Qingmo's arms and told him to hold it: "There are royal cats, but most people called royal cats are No, we don't have the official rank of fourth-rank imperial guard with a sword..."

"So from this step on, it's empty!"

Lin Puppy, who originally planned to ask if there were really five rats in Tokyo, barked in grief, and rubbed the soft fur of the little milk cat in his arms, but did not feel the slightest comfort: "I like Zhan Zhao so much." Yes, since I was a child, I think his red official uniform is very handsome!"

Seeing the disillusioned and tearful Lin Puppy, Yun Baicai couldn't help rubbing his head, but he still had to continue stabbing him mercilessly: "Actually—that official uniform is not from our dynasty, At least I've never seen..."

The author has something to say: Puppy Lin burst into tears! (つдT)