Chapter 781 Are you willing to worship me as a teacher
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Lin Jie didn't seem to care and continued his drill.
Yang Haoran's eyes flashed with surprise as he looked at the thin piece of stone that had just been broken.
Then he took a breath of air and looked solemnly at Lin Jie, who was still practicing seriously.
"Stop!"
Yang Haoran's words made Lin Jie's body tremble and he quickly stopped.
He looked at Yang Haoran anxiously, with a frustrated look on his face.
"If I make you laugh, Mr. Yang, it must be because I didn't practice well!"
Fan Tingting was very loyal and immediately stood up to speak for Lin Jie.
"Brother, I think Lin Jie has practiced very well, but there are some shortcomings because his previous master did not teach him well.
As long as you give him some guidance, he will definitely be able to do better."
Lin Jie looked at Fan Tingting gratefully. This loyalty was indeed worthy of the large amount of snacks.
Yang Haoran said nothing and looked at Fan Tingting.
"Go find some paper and bring it over. Any paper will do."
Fan Tingting was stunned for a moment, a little confused: "Is it paper for writing?"
Yang Haoran nodded: "Okay, bring a few more."
Fan Tingting agreed crisply and ran to the office not far away to get some paper.
Lin Jie was like a primary school student who made a mistake, lowering his head and being very nervous.
Could it be that I am really too bad? If my grandpa knew, he would definitely be very sad!
"Mr. Yang, am I too bad?"
Yang Haoran was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile when he saw Lin Jiesheng's helpless expression.
"No, it has nothing to do with your kung fu. It's just that I suddenly thought of something and wanted to verify it."
Lin Jie's eyes lit up and he regained some energy. As long as he didn't dislike him, it would be too embarrassing!
As for what Yang Haoran was going to do, although Lin Jie was curious, he didn't dare to ask.
After a short time, Fan Tingting left and came back again, holding a dozen pieces of paper, large and small, in her hands.
"Brother, what do you want these pieces of paper for all of a sudden?
Are you trying to draw martial arts moves and teach them to Lin Jie?"
Lin Jie's eyes lit up and he actually believed it, and his breathing became heavy.
Yang Haoran shook his head and smiled: "You have such a rich imagination, it would be a pity not to write novels!"
Fan Tingting stuck out her tongue in disgust: "I won't write novels. Those who write novels will starve to death!"
Yang Haoran didn't mess around with her, took out a piece of printing paper and looked at Lin Jie.
"Lin Jie, come here. I'll teach you a little trick. You can try it out."
Actually want to teach something? Lin Jie arrived in front of Yang Haoran with great anticipation and waited expectantly.
"I see that you have the foundation of zhanzhuang. I won't go into those basic things. You should understand.
You are now angry and focused on this piece of paper.
Remember, you must have no distractions. The more concentrated your thoughts are, the better. It is best to turn them into a point.
Then imagine that the point of your thought is a fire, igniting the paper."
Lin Jie understood everything, but his face was blank. What did this mean?
Fan Tingting was already clapping her hands at the side: "It's fun, it's fun, Lin Jie, why don't you do it?"
Lin Jie reacted, and although he didn't understand why, he still followed Yang Haoran's instructions and started to become angry.
This step is very similar to his usual contact skills and is effortless.
Then he concentrated on the next step. Lin Jie thought it was very simple.
But when I did it, I realized that it was not that easy to condense the spirit into a point to meet Yang Haoran's requirements.
Sweat was streaming down Lin Jie's forehead, and he actually felt a little tired.
But he gritted his teeth and looked fierce, saying that he could not say no to anything.
Yang Haoran watched solemnly from the side, and at the same time made a quiet gesture to Fan Tingting.
Lin Jie had fallen into a special state at this time.
He was still on the playground, but his spirit seemed to be detached, and the only thing left in front of him was the piece of paper he was staring at.
He adjusted his breathing and calmed himself down.
Then he began to concentrate a little bit.
Finally, Lin Jie's spirit condensed to a certain point, and then turned into a spark of fire.
Suddenly, the printing paper he was staring at suddenly burst into flames.
Yang Haoran, who had been paying attention all the time, his eyes lit up and he was actually a little excited.
This Lin Jie is indeed a bit unusual, he may have really found a treasure!
Fan Tingting even let out an exclamation.
"Ah! It's on fire! How did you do this? Is it magic?"
Lin Jie wiped the sweat from his forehead and stared in shock.
He also looked confused and didn't know why this was happening.
He just kept concentrating according to Yang Haoran's instructions, and then imagined the fire, and the paper really burned!
Yang Haoran's eyes shone, but he remained calm and continued to pick up a smaller piece of paper.
"Concentrate as you did just now, and then imagine this piece of paper floating in the air."
Fan Tingting was very excited: "Can we still play like this? I want to try it too."
"Don't make trouble, you can talk about it later. Let's get started, Lin Jie."
Lin Jie took a deep breath. Because of the previous experience, it was much easier to concentrate this time.
Lin Jie quickly entered the same state of forgetfulness as before, and imagined that he had the power to lift up the piece of paper in front of him.
Fan Tingting on the side was surprised to see that the piece of paper in front of Lin Jie began to rise slowly, floating at the same height as Lin Jie's eyes.
"Hiss, so awesome!"
Yang Haoran's eyes lit up, he nodded and said: 'Okay, stop.'
Lin Jie woke up from his detached state after hearing the voice.
The piece of paper suspended in the air immediately lost its support and began to slowly fall like a leaf.
Lin Jie was puzzled and looked at Yang Haoran in surprise.
But because I was a little cautious, I was too embarrassed to ask.
Yang Haoran looked at Lin Jie with admiration, as if looking at some precious treasure.
"Lin Jie, if I want to accept you as my disciple, would you be willing?"
The scene was so quiet that even the sound of breathing seemed to have stopped for an instant.
Lin Jie opened his mouth in disbelief, feeling a little stupid.
"Lin Jie, why don't you hurry up and become a disciple?"
When Fan Tingting saw Lin Jie being stupid, she felt a little worried for him and shouted quickly.
Only then did Lin Jie react and nodded desperately.
"I do, of course I do. Disciple Lin Jie pays homage to Master!"
In a hurry, Lin Jie knelt down towards Yang Haoran, about to kneel down and bow.
Yang Haoran pulled him up: "Don't worry, I just want to ask you for your opinion first.
To truly become a disciple, you need the approval of your family, so how about it, you take me to see your grandfather now."
Lin Jie was very excited. This was a good thing that he couldn't even imagine.
Fan Tingting said before that Yang Haoran could not accept him as her disciple, and he believed it himself. Now that he has come to her door, there is no reason to refuse.