Wuxuan [Entertainment Circle Comprehension]

When school was about to finish in the afternoon, Wu Xuan left Shui Mo Dongtian and called his grandfather Wu Zhi'an.It took a long time for the phone to be picked up.

Wu Xuan paused, and said calmly: "Grandpa, it's me. I won't go back on weekends. I met Xu Shengyang here, and I want to watch him play tomorrow. Also, I'm not used to living in a multi-person dormitory. Rent a house near the school to live alone. It is also convenient to practice martial arts that way."

"That's fine." Wu Zhi'an's voice was flat and couldn't hide his old age, "Be careful."

"Good grandpa." Wu Xuan said, "I will pay attention." After a moment of silence, he added, "The money is enough."

Wu Zhi'an hummed lightly.

Wu Xuan said: "There is nothing else."

Wu Zhi'an said, "Okay."

Wu Xuan said: "Goodbye, Grandpa."

Wu Zhi'an still said: "Okay." Then hung up the phone.

Wu Xuan waited for him to hang up, closed his mobile phone with downcast eyes, and put the mobile phone back into the private cabinet.Qianshu Junior High School does not allow students to bring mobile phones to class.

"Now that the foundation is completely solid, the practice must be suspended for a while. Just have time to do things."

Wu Xuan discarded distracting thoughts, thought quietly, put on a sun hat, and prepared to go out to find a house first.

After half an afternoon of practice, he has cultivated the realm of "mind" to a perfect level in the three times of time in the ink cave, and if he continues to practice, the next realm is "out of the body".Breaking through from the state of "mind" to the state of "out of body", this process has very strict requirements on the practitioner's muscles, bones, flesh and blood, spiritual power, spiritual roots, and spiritual perception.

His spiritual sense is definitely enough, but the muscles, bones, flesh and blood, spiritual power, and spiritual roots all need a lot of time and hard work to nourish and endure.Even if he has enough time to accumulate spiritual power, his muscles, bones, flesh, and spiritual roots are still immature, and he really can't act too hastily.

In short, now that his "mind" is complete, he will no longer think about improving his cultivation in a short time.

He hadn't had much trouble going out to find a house.

There are many rental information on both sides of the street in front of the school. He memorized a few, walked into the alley across the street, and searched for the addresses one by one to check the housing facilities and environment.In the end, he chose a secluded courtyard that was the farthest from the school and had the simplest facilities, but was completely independent.

The yard is half shaded by the poplar trees outside, making it a little cool.In addition to running water in the courtyard, there is another pressurized well in the corner.

The house in the courtyard is a flat-roofed house with two bedrooms and one living room. The exterior is not new, but the walls inside the house are painted with white imitation porcelain. The doors, windows, and curtains are all brand new, and even the toilet and bathroom are new.It can be seen that the place has been simply renovated and has not yet started to live.However, apart from a wooden bed, an old desk used by a junior high school student, and a wooden bench with peeling paint, there was no furniture or facilities in the room.

"Living here is no different from living in seclusion." Wu Xuan thought to himself.

The yard and the house as a whole belong to the simple but spacious and quiet type, and the rent is not high. After all, this is a place close to the suburbs.Wuxuan took a fancy to this place and directly signed a one-year lease contract.He has a bank card since he entered junior high school, and the money in the card is enough for his usual expenses.In the past, he had little place to spend money, and he saved more than 3 yuan a year, so it was easy to pay for a year's rent.

He put away his contract and told the homeowner that he would pay to have the locks reinstalled.The homeowner put the money in his pocket with a smile, and waved his hands again and again, saying that you are free.He asked someone to change the door lock, cleaned the room himself, and when he went back to the school dormitory to move out his luggage, he met Xu Shengyang wandering around the school gate.

Xu Shengyang was sweating profusely, looking around outside the school gate.Seeing him suddenly, Xu Shengyang's eyes lit up, and he raised his voice, "Wuxuan, where have you been?" Xu Shengyang trotted over and smiled smartly, "I was called by the teacher to help me after school. When I went to find you, would you rather All my friends are gone. I leaned on the glass window of your dormitory door, saw your schoolbag and everything on the bed, guessed that you probably hadn’t left yet, so I came out to look for you.”

Wu Xuan looked at his sweat-soaked shirt and said with a slight smile, "I rented a house off-campus, help me carry my luggage."

Seeing his smile, Xu Shengyang hurriedly said: "That's necessary." He fanned his shirt vigorously, and asked, "Where did you rent it?"

Wu Xuan told him.

Xu Shengyang frowned slightly: "You live alone, it's a bit remote."

Wu Xuan said: "It's okay, be quiet."

Xu Shengyang asked a few more questions, thinking that he would be there soon, so he didn't ask any more questions, but after calculating the distance, he said, "It's best to buy a bicycle."

Wu Xuan nodded: "I want to buy one."

Xu Shengyang asked again: "You said that you will watch me play tomorrow, so you shouldn't be going back on the weekend, right?"

Wu Xuan glanced at him: "No return."

Xu Shengyang really smiled and said: "Exactly! It was agreed earlier, you can give me more advice when the time comes."

Wu Xuan also smiled: "Absolutely no problem, it can be done tonight."

Xu Shengyang raised his eyebrows: "That's a good relationship."

Xu Shengyang found something to chat with.However, when it comes to playing basketball, Jian Wuxuan is not very interested.Speaking of homework?or farewell.Talk about kung fu?I just said it.When he changed the subject and wanted to say something, he couldn't think of anything to say.He looked ahead and walked side by side with Wu Xuan silently.I wonder if I should bring the topic back to my childhood?He didn't want to do that, he always felt that it was more alienated.

Wu Xuan didn't pay attention to this. He put one hand in his pocket and strode towards the dormitory building, thinking that he had better find tutorials on the Internet to learn musical instruments by himself.It's too slow to enroll in the study class, and it's too troublesome to find a professional teacher to teach, so I'd better learn it by myself first.So, what instrument should you learn first?

Xu Shengyang couldn't help feeling secretly that it was really different.When he was a child, he could pester Wu Xuan and chatter all day - he didn't care if Wu Xuan had a cold face, he just didn't like Wu Xuan practicing martial arts at home alone.So he always dragged Wu Xuan to fish in the river, climb trees to touch birds, fight and beat people, and when there was no one to beat him, he would provoke Wu Xuan. When he was beaten twice, he lay down on the ground and begged for mercy... It seemed that he would never finish talking, and he would never get tired of playing, and he was also foolishly enjoying it.

But he knew that Wu Xuan was actually happy too. When Wu Xuan was happy, he didn't smile, but his lips were tightly closed, but his eyes were shining brightly.

Now Wu Xuan occasionally laughs.

Thinking of this, Xu Shengyang turned to look at Wuxuan.He suddenly felt sensitively that the face in front of him, which was very similar to when he was a child, seemed to have lost the superficial coldness and alienation, but seemed to be more detached and introverted. At first glance, only calm and indifferent remained.After he left the country, has Wu Xuan been alone all this time?Perhaps Wu Xuan once stood somewhere beside the road quietly waiting for him to go back?

Xu Shengyang thought about it, feeling a little uncomfortable and complicated in his heart, and his sweaty and angular face was also a little dazed, so that he followed Wu Xuan to the front of the dormitory building, and almost tripped when he lifted his foot up the steps for a moment.Fortunately, he reacted quickly and immediately jumped to stand firm.

If Wu Xuan felt something, he turned to look at him, thought for a while, but could barely understand his mood.He reached out and patted Xu Shengyang's sweaty shoulder, and said seriously: "It's been a long time since we saw each other. We're all grown up, and we can no longer be as carefree as we were when we were young. With our previous friendship, we will always be friends , don't be stubborn and insist on 'restore' the heartless and talkative situation when you were young. No one can do it."

Xu Shengyang didn't expect to hear his reassurance. After a moment of surprise, he stared at him with thick eyebrows raised, looking completely surprised.

The corner of Wu Xuan's mouth twitched, he ignored him, and walked into the dormitory.

Xu Shengyang found a sense of familiarity, and smiled immediately: "It makes sense, it makes sense." He chased after him, but smiled heartily in a slightly deep voice, "Brother has been taught." Then he seemed to really untie a Confused, he seemed to feel much more at ease when helping Wuxuan carry his luggage, and no longer went out of his way to talk to him.

Wu Xuan didn't have much luggage, so the two of them emptied out at once. When they walked out of the school, Wu Xuan stopped a taxi and gave them the address.

After getting into the car, the coolness of the air conditioner in the car made Xu Shengyang sigh comfortably.He put down the luggage bag, sat down and wiped his palms on his trousers, patted Wu Xuan on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "As expected of a child companion, brother suddenly felt that being with you is quite comfortable even if you don't talk of."

Wu Xuan didn't hesitate to make a joke, glanced at him lightly and said: "It's useless to flatter, I will beat you up later."

Xu Shengyang immediately smiled and patted his chest, and said in a loud voice: "Brother, you have an iron body, you can't be beaten or beaten, what are you afraid of?"

Wu Xuan shook his head and didn't answer, and sat casually leaning against the seat, but when he turned his head to look at him, he clasped his hands.

Xu Shengyang burst out laughing, feeling that Wu Xuan was more different from when he was a child, at least the former Wu Xuan would not joke with him like this.Xu Shengyang's voice is a little lower than the standard baritone, his laughter is loud, but not particularly loud, and there is a faint hint of hoarseness when he listens carefully, so when he laughs like this, he looks hearty And "Men Sao".

Wu Xuan, who meant to "amuse the child", recalled Xu Shengyang's voice when he was young, and wondered if he had hurt his throat when he went through the voice change period.

The driver looked at them suspiciously from the rearview mirror, which seemed to be a novelty.

Xu Shengyang looked at the driver, suppressed his smile and said nothing.He saw a magazine attached to the back door of the car, and the magazine was clean, so he used it as a fan.After fanning twice, he changed the hand that was close to Wu Xuan, and fanned the magazine between himself and Wu Xuan.

Wu Xuan moved his fingers, leaning on the seat and looking ahead without changing his expression, seemingly unconscious.

Xu Shengyang did it as a matter of course, and lowered his head to pay attention not to let the luggage under his feet fall down.

After the taxi arrived at the courtyard, Wu Xuan paid and got off.Xu Shengyang followed him in with his luggage.When he saw the "desolation" in the small courtyard and the room, Xu Shengyang froze for a moment, and then his thick eyebrows frowned and never let go.It's just that Wuxuan obviously didn't care about the poor facilities, Xu Shengyang's lips moved, so he couldn't say anything, he could only frown and pick the advantages: clean, quiet and cool.

Wu Xuan packed his luggage and invited Xu Shengyang to eat: "I'll have the strength to beat you up after eating."

Xu Shengyang kicked his legs with a sullen smile: "Don't be arrogant! Brother is not the same as before. This iron leg throws at you, and you will suffer."

Wu Xuan didn't take his so-called iron legs seriously, and nodded perfunctorily like a child: "Yeah."

Xu Shengyang looked resentful, jumped into the air, turned around and kicked his legs to play cool, and snorted coldly: "Just wait and see."

Wu Xuan didn't look at him, and said as he went out, "Where can it be cheaper to open a wireless network?"

Xu Shengyang smiled, tolerantly put aside the previous grievances, and seriously helped him think.

Wu Xuan looked at him, wondering where to start beating him.

Then, starting from this evening, apart from watching a basketball game in which Xu Shengyang went on a rampage and was invincible but couldn't make a shot the next morning, Wu Xuan spent the whole weekend in a very regular way—beating Xu Shengyang first, and then learning notation and previewing by himself Musical instrument tutorial; Xu Shengyang came to get beaten up again, downloading materials and self-study after the beating; the one who was beaten came running excitedly, Wu Xuan got up with a blank expression...

When Wu Xuan beat Xu Shengyang, of course he wasn't purely beating him. The beating process included three key points: First, Wu Xuan has sharp eyes and rich experience in actual combat, and he has been teaching Xu Shengyang's martial arts.

Xu Shengyang's boxing and kicking skills are indeed not bad, he fights vigorously, has a good offense and defense, and is full of agility and ferocity.But Wu Xuan's martial arts and magic spells are all honed in the fight. Xu Shengyang is always inexplicably suppressed by his moves, like a tiger turned into a cat. It's even worse.

But Xu Shengyang had to admit that under Wu Xuan's guidance, his kung fu, which hadn't improved for a long time, actually had a kind of breakthrough, a rapid leap in a day!This made his heart more complicated, shock, admiration, envy, and pride mixed together, and finally turned into an excitement that made him gnash his teeth and catch up.

In fact, Xu Shengyang's progress so fast, and his ability to recover quickly after being beaten up, are all inseparable from the second point.

The second point is that while Wu Xuan was giving advice to Xu Shengyang, he was also subtly cutting his hair and washing his marrow with spiritual power.

Xu Shengyang didn't awaken his spiritual awareness, so Wu Xuan didn't need to carefully and deeply examine and sense his bones and viscera to determine whether there was a hidden spiritual root in his body.However, Xu Shengyang's bone aptitude is indeed very good. Wu Xuan first patted and pinched the acupuncture points all over his body with his fast hands without being noticed by him, and then used spiritual power to lightly cut his hair and wash his marrow. Without too much effort, he has already benefited profoundly.

Xu Shengyang only made him progress when Wu Xuan was "teaching him everything", but he didn't know that there was this second point and the third point below.

The third point is that Wu Xuan was really beating him up.

Facing Xu Shengyang's excessive perseverance, which is not afraid of suffering or pain, Wu Xuan said a few words: "Don't beg for beating too often, and do things with a degree of relaxation." Xu Shengyang didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "A man! What is a little pain?"

So, seeing that Xu Shengyang was still working diligently to challenge, and there was a tendency to lose more and more courageously, Wu Xuan, who considered himself an uncle because of his mental age, thought to himself: "You brat, you won't obey if you don't beat him." He stopped using spiritual power to relax Xu Shengyang's tendons, activate blood circulation and cut hair to wash his marrow. He just lightened up his strength and beat him at places that would hurt but not hurt. He only wanted to improve Xu Shengyang's ability to resist blows.

While Xu Shengyang felt extremely hot and comfortable, he groaned and grinned in pain, and then he restrained his ambition a little bit, and stopped pestering Wu Xuan for non-stop fights.And when he looked at Wu Xuan's eyes again, Wu Xuan classified it as tame who was beaten to the point of automatically smoothing his hair.

Apart from beating Xu Shengyang, Wu Xuan had already made some gains in "music".

His original plan was to first test whether he was talented in music, and then learn and memorize music-related knowledge such as numbered notation, staff and some basic books; He has a detailed understanding of all musical instruments before he decides to buy and learn that instrument first, and finally takes that instrument as a starting point to take his first step into the music industry.

With the support of three times the time of the ink painting cave, he basically completed this plan in just over two days.

After many self-tests, he has determined rationally and objectively that he has performed well in many aspects such as intonation, timbre, rhythm, and musicality.In addition, he has intensively read and understood basic books such as "Basic Music Theory" and "Harmony" with the strong spiritual sense of practitioners and the memory far beyond ordinary people.At the same time, the numbered musical notation and staves are used as some kind of "talisman" by him to cultivate, and his current proficiency is equivalent to the "talisman" he can use and combine as he likes in battle.

As for musical instruments, he crossed out the guitar, electronic organ, flute, etc., and finally chose the flute as his first musical instrument.

"Fortunately, everything went well in terms of 'music', otherwise it would be difficult."

In the ink cave, Wu Xuan once again looked at the two advantages he had written on the A4 white paper.

He knows that he is not good at directly expressing emotions with expressions, and he is unwilling to show too many emotions on his "face". If he wants to develop in the direction of "star" in order to gain fans' wishes without going against his nature, then he must form his own unique Style of music is undoubtedly the path that most recognizable to him.

As for other things... He looked at the word "film and television" written in the second line on the A4 white paper, and thought about his own performance of others in the film and television, and suddenly felt a feeling of hair standing on end.He thought it might be a disaster.Unless all the people he wants to play are cold killers, or taciturn kings who are always calm and detached, otherwise, is he going to play dead soldiers or corpses?Who, he wondered, would like to see the same face playing different icicles all the time?He felt that what he received at that time might not be the power of will but the power of resentment.

It seemed that Xu Shengyang's "hahahahaha..." voice had been heard in advance.

Wu Xuan's eyes sank, he frowned and silently looked away from the white paper, crossing the word "video" again in his heart.