Chapter 49: Fighting? Lingering!

Lu Youyou prepared herself mentally before stepping out of the house, but there was no one at home.

Regardless of whether Gu Qingye was considerate or not, at least Lu Youyou didn't have to face him at this moment, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

She slapped her face and reminded herself not to have such a rich imagination. The main contradiction had not been resolved yet, and her life was the most important.

She first changed into her sportswear and sneakers, and then picked up pebbles and other things in the yard to avoid spraining her ankle during class later.

When Gu Qingye came back and saw Lu Youyou squatting on the ground, he said, "What are you busy with? Let me do it."

"No need, I'll clean up the place and teach you boxing today."

Lu Youyou felt a little embarrassed as she spoke. In terms of fighting power, Gu Qingye was more than a hundred times stronger than her, and now she was shamelessly saying that she wanted to teach him a lesson.

I didn’t feel it when I was drawing, but it’s so embarrassing when I actually said it out loud.

Gu Qingye said "hmm" and hurried into the house to change clothes.

He was wearing a training uniform, so there was no need to change. However, the visual impact of Lu Youyou turning around was so great that he couldn't stay in the yard for even a second.

He had never seen Lu Youyou dressed so "fittingly" before. From shoulders to ankles, the fitted curves suddenly hit his nerves, and he almost subconsciously recalled the uncontrollable nosebleed half a month ago.

Lu Youyou was also shaken by Gu Qingye's actions. Was he looking at her just now?

She glanced at herself. She wasn't wearing yoga pants or a tank top, but her trouser legs were a little narrower and her bust a little tighter, otherwise it would be inconvenient for her to move with such a curvaceous figure.

Even wrapped up so tightly, he can scare people away. What a pure and innocent macho man!

Gu Qingye forced himself to accept that the person in front of him was his instructor, but it didn't work. It wasn't until he pressed the head of his squad leader when he was a recruit onto Lu Youyou that he finally calmed down.

But my mentality, which had barely remained stable, began to waver again when I saw the book full of stick figures.

He was stunned at first, but when he looked up again, his dark eyes were filled with smiles.

He really didn't expect that Lu Youyou's talents were so diverse!

Lu Youyou grabbed the notebook with both hands, her ears reddened with discomfort: "Well, I just drew it casually."

As if she had convinced herself, she pointed at the little man on the paper and said with more confidence: "Don't you understand? It's so clear, you can't not understand it, right?!"

Gu Qingye couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, but then he suppressed it, covered his mouth and coughed softly: "I can understand it, it's clear and concise, and it's well drawn."

Lu Youyou was satisfied. After all, stick drawing is a compulsory course in kindergarten and she has also studied it seriously!

"I'd like to state in advance that I know the essentials of the movements and the rules of how the breath moves, but I can only perform the movements."

She looked up as if nothing had happened, her eyes randomly focusing on Gu Qingye, trying not to look into his eyes.

"Therefore, I hope you can exert your subjective initiative, strengthen your ability to learn independently, and draw inferences from one example and see the big picture from the small details."

Lu Youyou could hardly continue speaking, and felt more and more guilty the more she spoke.

There was a gleam of light in Gu Qingye's eyes, and a smile appeared in the corners of his eyes. He nodded in agreement no matter what he heard.

Lu Youyou gathered his mind, got into position, and started with solo actions.

Gu Qingye got into the state quickly. Since he had agreed to learn, he would not do it perfunctorily.

He soon discovered that Lu Youyou's self-awareness was quite accurate.

Although he has never learned Tai Chi or Wing Chun, he is an expert in basic fighting, and there are always some similar ways of exerting force.

Lu Youyou's movements didn't seem to have any lethality at first glance, but it was just a lack of internal strength. The framework was almost perfect, and he couldn't find any room for adjustment based on his intuition.

Gu Qingye completed the tasks one by one according to the instructions. His seemingly tough body was surprisingly resilient.

Lu Youyou never thought that he could perform some movements so effortlessly. This body must be special, as it has both strength and flexibility!

Although it was not her first time to be a teacher, as she had given lectures to the young soldiers in the kitchen class two days ago, this was the first time she had encountered such a top-notch student.

They understand as soon as I explain it and grasp it at once. If all students were like Gu Qingye, being a teacher would definitely be the easiest job in the world.

Normally, it was difficult to disturb Gu Qingye when he was concentrating, but now he found that he was not invincible. At least where Lu Youyou's gaze lingered, it felt like there were ants crawling.

Lu Youyou stared at it without blinking. The muscle texture and bone direction were even more perfect than the human skeleton her grandfather collected.

I'm less than 20 years old, but I already have more than 20 crow's feet from laughing.

Really beautiful!

Gu Qingye was under a burning gaze and sweating profusely. The training for new recruits was probably not as hard as it is now.

After hesitating for a long time, he still looked at Lu Youyou, wanting to remind her that if she continued to watch, the class would probably end early.

Lu Youyou misunderstood and thought that the student was asking for the teacher's advice.

"Very good, very good. I'm not praising you, I'm just reminding you."

Gu Qingye: ...

The sweat continued to pour down, and it was getting heavier.

Seeing a bead of sweat about to fall into his eyes, Lu Youyou shouted, "Xiao Huihui, go get a towel."

Chief observer Xiao Huihui immediately flew into the room and picked up a towel from the towel rack.

Lu Youyou took it and was about to wipe Gu Qingye’s sweat.

Xiao Huihui's pupils suddenly dilated, and he stretched out his claws at the speed of light to take back the towel, hovered in front of Gu Qingye, wiped his face randomly, threw the towel on his head, and flew back to its audience seats.

The last time mom brushed its fur was the last time. She can’t let the coolie cut in line. Does he deserve it? He doesn’t!

Lu Youyou raised his head and laughed out loud, his clear laughter echoing out of the yard.

Gu Qingye: ...

However, this kind of teaching has just started, and the subsequent development far exceeded Gu Qingye's expectations.

In the beginning, most of the actions were performed by one person. Lu Youyou only needed to demonstrate and move his mouth, and occasionally adjust the posture for him.

After entering the two-player mode a few days later, Gu Qingye finally felt what it was like to be in pain and happy at the same time.

Every physical contact is a silent and fierce confrontation.

It’s just that Lu Youyou is physically intense, while Gu Qingye has a raging fire burning in his heart.

No matter how intense the movements are, Lu Youyou can't make them intense enough.

"This move is called grabbing and throwing. With your left hand, hold the opponent's legs and lift them up. With your right hand, push the opponent's chest forward and throw him backwards..."

Because at this moment Gu Qingye had one leg in Lu Youyou's arms, her hand was on his chest, and her warm breath burned across the exposed skin of his collar.

Fight?

Lingering!

If the touching of fingertips is adding fuel to the fire and the crossing of arms is pouring oil, then now is the time when the wind and clouds are surging and the fire is spreading across the prairie.

Gu Qingye held his breath, grasped Lu Youyou's wrist and quickly retreated until he could no longer feel the heat source and the temperature in his head was barely stabilized.

Lu Youyou panted and said angrily: "Even if I am weak, you shouldn't break free so easily!"

The students are too strong, making the teacher look so weak.

Lu Youyou suddenly felt a little frustrated. Is it really useful to teach in this way?

(End of this chapter)