Indeed, Ye Xuan threw the ball to someone else's house.
"I told you, I can't play basketball, but you let me play!" Ye Xuan took a deep breath and stood there, his voice a little angry.
The female student who just played coquettishly with Ye Xuan for pitching just now pouted her cherry lips and said, "But your pitching is quite accurate!"
"Yan Pipi, you're still talking, and you just seduced him?"
"Don't say it in such a bad way, okay? That's not seduction, that's wisdom!" Yan Pipi snorted.
She said this, but she was secretly surprised at Ye Xuan's speed. She even threw the ball, but Ye Xuan stopped it.
And soon, those girls looked at Ye Xuan again.
"You lied to us, you have played basketball before!"
"..."
Ye Xuan felt helpless and simply said nothing.
What did he call shooting just now? It was clearly a basket. To be honest, it is not difficult for him to throw one thing into another thing.
"He really can't play basketball!" Jiang Ying looked into Ye Xuan's eyes and said decisively.
"Look, she said it all!" Ye Xuan curled his lips.
"Right!"
Speaking of this, Ye Xuan suddenly remembered something, took out his phone and checked the time.
"Oops!"
"Five minutes left!"
Ye Xuan couldn't help but be startled.
Playing basketball with these female students, I almost lost track of time.
"Where do you want to get out of this basketball court?" Ye Xuan asked.
"How did you get in?" Jiang Ying frowned at Ye Xuan, opened her mouth and asked in confusion.
She still has some doubts. How did this man enter this basketball court?
The door of this basketball court has been closed by the girls, in order to prevent perverts from peeping. After all, it is normal for girls to expose themselves while playing basketball on the basketball court.
What else could this man do except climb over the wall? However, she didn't believe how this man with tender skin and tender flesh got in.
If Ye Xuan knew that Jiang Ying thought this way, he would definitely laugh out loud.
Why did Jiang Ying laugh when she looked down on him?
Because Jiang Ying thinks that he is a man, not a boy!
Indeed, he looks like a man everywhere, but many people still say that he is a boy. It is obviously because you are older and you insist on finding the youthful feeling in me. Are you shy?
"How did you get in?"
Ye Xuan glanced at the high wall, counted the time again, and didn't care so much.
He came in over the wall.
Then go back over the wall.
The next moment, he put one foot on the wall. After gaining strength, he grabbed the top of the wall with both hands and jumped over. He easily crossed the three-meter-high wall and flipped to the other side.
turn--
Turned over?
These female students all had their mouths wide open. They were holding basketballs and wearing short skirts, like a group of little girls. Only Jiang Ying, who was wearing shorts and afraid of being exposed, stood out among the crowd.
Of course, her beauty is the most dazzling in the eyes of these girls.
This is not to say that she is extremely beautiful, so beautiful that she is so beautiful that she can captivate the whole country. But her beauty is infected by a layer of personality. Her beauty is unique and unforgettable, and you can't help but take a second look.
Except for her smaller breasts, this woman is truly one-of-a-kind in appearance.
"He just turned over like this?"
"No, I think he has thin skin and tender flesh. How could he climb over such a high wall!"
"But the fact is, he did turn over!" Jiang Ying said with a pout.
"Hey, classmate, I haven't asked you what your name is yet!" Yun Ye put his hands on his mouth, made a circle, and shouted.
But Ye Xuan had already left.
Jiang Ying looked at the high wall, remembering the moment when Ye Xuan turned over, she smiled and said, "This junior is quite cute."
"cute?"
"Let me interview classmate Jiang Ying. What is your purpose for commenting on a boy's cuteness for the first time? Oh no, what mood is he in? You know, no boy in your class dares to sit next to you. You
The ferocious tigress has a ferocious temperament..."
Jiang Ying raised her eyebrows, and the next moment she stretched out her hands and said, "You dare to call me a tigress!"
"Hey, I'm kidding!"
"Do you dare to say that you are not a tigress? You can fight four boys by yourself when drinking, throw down five boys over your shoulder, and win six boys in gambling!"
…
Ye Xuan ran all the way and finally arrived at the classroom before ten o'clock.
Although he is afraid of revealing his secret.
However, he doesn't like being late, and it's his first class at the university.
The National Martial Arts Department is different from other majors. There is a three-day reporting period. On the third day, you can take the first class without military training.
When he came to the class, Ye Xuan couldn't help but take a look.
There is a large open space in the middle of this classroom.
At this moment, there are twenty or thirty students sitting in the classroom, including more than twenty male students and seven or eight female students.
"Female students also come to learn martial arts?" Ye Xuan was secretly surprised.
And there are quite a few.
He didn't say much and found a seat to sit down.
All the seats in the back were taken, so Ye Xuan could only sit in the front.
Many boys and girls sat together and talked quietly. Ye Xuan didn't know anyone, so he simply looked forward and thought carefully about things in the Yanbei University area.
Ten o'clock——
A middle-aged man walked in outside the classroom.
This middle-aged man was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and jeans that had seen better days. The middle-aged man walked into the classroom, coughed twice, then looked at the audience and grinned.
"Hello!"
"Hello, teacher!"
The middle-aged man Bai Feng said: "I have just entered university, are you not used to it?"
Answers came one after another from below.
Seeing that the students were very active, Bai Feng smiled even thicker and said, "I am your national theory teacher. Let me tell you in advance that the National Martial Arts Department is the hard work of the president of Yanbei University. The president is responsible for this department.
You know how much energy has been spent to promote the Chinese national martial arts. Therefore, the national martial arts department is different from other professional colleges. The university common sense you can find on the Internet is of no use in the national martial arts department!"
Students, you look at me and I look at you. It is obvious that Bai Feng has spoken to his heart.
"Are you afraid of hardship?" Bai Feng stared at the audience and said.
"Don't be afraid!"
"Teacher, we are here to learn the national martial arts!"
"Yes, those people say that national martial arts should not enter university campuses. That is promoting violence, but I don't think so. National martial arts is the foundation of national culture. It is passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors. Our descendants should learn from it.
, why do you say it promotes violence!" a female student shouted.
The specialized departments of universities are all designed to provide people with the ability to survive and at least to be useful talents to society.
However, who said that possessing national skills is not useful to society?
"This female classmate is right!" Bai Feng smiled slightly and said, "However, it is too early to say that we are not afraid of hardship!"
"Okay, here comes the president of Yanbei University!"
As he spoke, Bai Feng pointed toward the outside of the classroom.
"The principal is here?"
"Where!"
A man in black clothes walked in outside the classroom. It was not difficult to tell that he was over sixty years old. However, if you look closely, you will find that this old man's face is red and his hair is pitch black without any gray hair. Compared with the young people, he is not the same at all.
Not bad at energy.
Apparently he is the president of Yanbei University.
This national martial arts department was founded by the president of Yanbei University.
It is not difficult to see how much effort the president of Yanbei University put into establishing this national martial arts department.
It is rumored that Principal Yan Bei is a complete fan of Chinese martial arts, and even a master.
The principal walked over with his hands behind his back. He walked with light steps, but he was very energetic and not sloppy at all.
"Welcome principal!"
"Hello, principal!"
The principal smiled slightly, like a kind old grandfather, and pressed his hand to silence the voices in the audience.
"Hello!"
"Hello, principal!"
Jiang Baishan glanced at the audience and said: "You can call me Principal Jiang. My name is Jiang Baishan. Teacher Bai also told you just now that I worked hard to create the National Martial Arts Department. It is not like some other academic departments, which are just a pool of stagnant water."
Leave it alone, my principle is to promote the culture of Chinese martial arts!"
"I heard it here just now. You keep saying that you are not afraid of hardship and that you believe that national martial arts is the foundation of national culture. So let me ask you, how much do you know about national martial arts?"
Jiang Baishan glanced at it.
Don’t be angry and be proud.
He has this temperament.
There was no sound at all.
These students were stunned.
No one thought that Jiang Baishan would ask this question.
There are many people who come to the martial arts department to learn both skills and pick up girls easily.
"I know that some of you came to the country's martial arts department not to study at all, but to learn some skills to pick up girls, fight, and bully people. I will beat up every one of you who see that kind of person! You are not promoting the country's martial arts culture.
, but it's a waste!" Jiang Baishan raised his eyebrows and shouted without giving any face to anyone.
"Why?"
"Why do I want to create a Chinese martial arts department in a university when the country has a Chinese martial arts hall and a Chinese martial arts education center? The purpose is to promote the Chinese martial arts culture even more. When college students come to school, they can choose various majors. Those majors are
Culture, the martial arts of our country is also culture, things passed down by our ancestors, but I don’t know how much has declined by now!"
"Too many things have declined and disappeared. Nowadays, traditional Chinese medicine is taken over by Western medicine, and the same is true for Chinese martial arts. What I do is the responsibility of Chinese people!"
Yes, more and more schools no longer offer departments of traditional Chinese medicine.
Jiang Baishan said aggressively: "So, I will never allow others to ruin it!"
"Bah bang bang!"
One by one, the students couldn't help but clapped their hands.
Ye Xuan also applauded below.
He comes from the heart.
Although his master did not teach him Chinese martial arts, his master was also a lover of traditional Chinese culture.
Indeed, we are advancing with the times, but many people have forgotten the tradition and the relics left by their ancestors because of other things with gorgeous appearances.
Who can remember these?
"Let me ask you, how much do you know about Chinese martial arts?" Jiang Baishan seemed reluctant to give up. After talking about what he just said, he returned to the original question.
Just like the beginning, no one stood up to answer.
Seeing that no one stood up to answer, Jiang Baishan pointed at a boy sitting behind him and said, "This classmate, you answer."
The boy who was pointed at stood up immediately, but when he stood up, he had a serious look on his face and said nothing. He was just joking. He couldn't be serious at this time. He couldn't answer the question. If he didn't be more serious, wouldn't he be punished?
?
"Can't answer?" Jiang Baishan's face flashed with anger, he pressed his hand and said, "Sit down!"
There was a lot more anger in his tone.
Very angry indeed.
He is a lover of Chinese martial arts, but these students couldn't even answer a single question.
He knew that many people came to the National Martial Arts Department just for the purpose of picking up girls, fighting, and bullying others.
"you!"
The next moment, Jiang Baishan pointed at another person.
The man hesitated for a long time but didn't say anything.
"you!"
"I think all the moves in Chinese martial arts are bloody..."
"sit down!"
Before the man could finish his answer, Jiang Baishan said angrily. He was very angry.
Recruitment brings blood?
Do you think you are watching an American blockbuster?
Jiang Baishan was so angry that his face turned dark. How come this freshmen class is worse than the freshmen of the previous year?
He glanced around again and found that many people were sitting in the back, but there were a few scattered people in the front. His eyes turned and finally focused on Ye Xuan, who was sitting in the first row and stood out from the crowd.
Ye Xuan was stunned.
Jiang Baishan looked at himself.
"Classmate, you answer this question!" Jiang Baishan pointed at Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan stood up, glanced at Jiang Baishan, and said, "I don't know much about Chinese martial arts!"
"Don't you know much? How much do you know?" Jiang Baishan frowned and said.
It seems that this boy is just like those people just now.
Ye Xuan thought for a while and said: "I think the Chinese martial arts culture, martial arts and culture should be separated. The Chinese nation has a long history. In ancient times, people established sects and created one move after another. The most important thing is style."
"Style?" Jiang Baishan's face suddenly flashed with joy.
"The ancestors incorporated styles into it. Tai Chi, Xingyi, Wing Chun, these are the most common ones, but they all have different styles!"
"Keep talking!" Jiang Baishan's eyes lit up, he knocked on the table and said.
"Martial arts represents not only moves, but also style. The most important thing is style. Style represents punching character. Everyone, every set of moves, has a different style. And with style and character, martial arts is called
Martial arts! That is the soul!" Ye Xuan said.
soul.
This is the most critical point.
He never thought that Guowu was a waste.
That is something that is given to the soul. Ordinary people cannot reach that state. Let me ask, which person who founded a sect is not a master of one against a hundred?
Founder of Tai Chi.
Founder of Xingyiquan.
Rumors about their history are circulating, precisely because their skills can give souls to Wu.
"good!"
Jiang Baishan suddenly slapped the table and said with a big laugh: "A person has a style and a punching character. Let me ask you, this is martial arts, so what is martial arts culture?"
"Chinese martial arts culture, to put it more recently, is from the top to the bottom of the human body. The head, nose, mouth, shoulders, elbows, fists, belly, knees, feet, many parts, attack and defense, and then extend to
There are many moves, you can hit them when you see the opportunity, and you can use them as soon as you see them. This is the Chinese martial arts culture! People from other countries don’t understand these, but even if they do, they can still learn from us!" Ye Xuan grinned.
Although he doesn't understand Chinese martial arts culture, Tai Chi, Xingyi, and many boxing techniques, he doesn't know either.
But he is a connoisseur.
His master did not teach him martial arts because his master was a soldier before.
The first thing a soldier must learn is to kill, and the development of national martial arts has gradually evolved into strengthening the body, and more powerfully, self-defense. As he said, offense and defense are integrated into one body, but after all, it is not in line with the military, and the foundation of national martial arts is originally
It's not murder.
Of course, he is not a soldier.
He doesn't like killing people either.
"Very good!" Jiang Baishan laughed and said, "You are right. People from other countries don't understand these things. Even if they do, they have learned Chinese traditional culture from us. This is right!"
So true.
The first people to discover that elbows and shoulders are also one of the attacking moves, and that they can defend at extremely fast speeds when attacking, were from the Chinese nation.
Even now, the one who can use these flexibly is Huaxia.
In other countries, what about boxers and Sanda? Do they understand these?
But there are some people who are so shameless that they take their things and claim they are their own.
"What's your name!" Jiang Baishan looked at Ye Xuan and asked.
