Jiang Xueming and Victor worked together, one pinched the tiger's mouth, the other hit the target——
——It took a lot of effort to liberate Ah Xing from that dazed state.
David Victor swore that he would never use any ability similar to evil magic again. The reason Bu Meteor had this symptom was entirely because of this kid's enthusiasm for reading.
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"Teacher Victor, let's go."
Jiang Xueming immediately set off, pulling Ah Xing with him towards the front of the car.
Victor immediately shouted to stop: "Wait a moment."
Xueming stopped at the link channel, thinking to himself - this VIP seems to have something to say.
I saw Teacher Victor divide more than two hundred passenger logs into three parts, pack them with cable ties and manuscript paper, make three simple book boxes, and give one to each of Asing and Xueming.
Jiang Xueming took the diary box and weighed it in his hands. It felt very heavy——
——The waterproof covers and brass buckles of these journals are made of solid materials. The weight of the pages included is about 300 grams. The total weight of more than 70 books is more than 20 kilograms.
Not only is the diary itself very heavy, but the method used by Teacher Victor to bundle these scattered diaries is also very rough. He only uses soft manuscript paper as the bottom edge and is simply fixed with Velcro and cable ties.
It is probably very difficult to hold on to these more than 70 passenger logs, walk through more than 20 carriages, and protect this precious information under the eager eyes of other passengers.
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Jiang Xueming thought about the meaning and then asked: "Does the teacher want to test us? Just now I said that we should learn from the teacher the experience of survival and combat..."
Victor snapped his fingers crisply,
"YES! This is my second knightly contest with you."
Then this writer, who looked malnourished and anorexic, lifted a book box weighing more than 20 kilograms with one arm.
The whole movement was smooth and natural, and the body language was so easy and free-hand that Ah Xing was stunned.
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Victor continued: "If you find it too difficult, you can also refuse this invitation, stay here and don't move around. Guard these treasures of mine while I make three trips back and forth to transport everything back."
Without waiting for Jiang Xueming to reply, Ah Xing immediately picked up the bookcase and imitated Victor's one-arm lifting movement. He was not afraid at all.
I saw the muscles in Ah Xing's upper and lower arms swelled and tightened, and soon began to become congested with blood, almost stretching the spirit garment a full circle——
——He is very strong. Under the training of Coach Zhou, lifting a weight of 20 kilograms with one arm is as easy for him as eating and drinking.
But if you want these diaries to stay in the book box, brute force alone is useless.
Jiang Xueming observed Ah Xing's body posture and held up the book box with one arm. Let alone walking, it was already difficult for Ah Xing to maintain his balance just standing there.
"It's not too late to give up now. You can hold it with both hands. You don't have to pursue an elegant gait like me." Victor's figure was as steady as a statue. While he shouted loudly, there was
I used my other hand to fix my hair.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Bu Liuxing's eyes were fixed on the bouncing diary on the bookcase, "Let me get used to it! I'll get used to it soon!"
There was joy in Victor's eyes. He pushed back all the curly hair that blocked his sight, and his whole body became fierce: "Really?"
"Really! Really! My hands and feet... obey me! Help!" Bu Liuxing's eyes showed a strong fighting spirit, and the ruby on the golden lock on his chest began to shine again, "Teacher, you are
How do you come up with these interesting ideas?!"
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"Art comes from life." Victor muttered: "When I create, I need a quiet and solitary environment. There are long periods of time when I close the door and refuse visitors, sometimes for a week, sometimes for a month. My waiter dislikes me for being too slovenly.
, full of complaints when cleaning up household garbage for me——
——Her curse words were too vicious, like bullets. I simply couldn't stand the verbal insults of this bastard.
So I decided to clean up the garbage myself. I needed to travel back and forth between the VIP tea room and the hotel room, but I also disliked this kind of cleaning work as a waste of time.
I want to sort, stack, and compress all the garbage into boxes that don’t take up any extra space, and I want to keep these things safe while ensuring that no soup drips, no smell comes out, and no trouble is caused to other passengers.
Stable and one-time transportation to the garbage station.
These trash cans also contain my scraps, which are my immature works. If others saw them, I would be so ashamed that I would hang myself."
"Oh!" Bu Liuxing exclaimed in surprise while maintaining his body balance: "Teacher Victor is really amazing! I just held up this box, and it was already very hard just to maintain the balance and prevent the books from falling..."
"It's not as exaggerated as you said." Victor said calmly: "It's just that there is still a big gap between our ability to understand pyroxene and our ability to control the body."
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"I see, pyroxene is an amplifier of emotion? Can it affect our neuron activity? Can it help us better control our bodies? - Is this what Teacher Victor wants to teach?" Jiang Xueming also followed Victor's example.
Silently picked up the book box.
Unlike Ah Xing, he had no intention of showing off and just held the baby in his hands obediently.
The wand weighs more than 20 kilograms, and he simply cannot control this weight with one hand.
"It seems that you have all made up your mind?" Teacher Victor went on to tell more conditions for the competition, "If I lose, I will give you the Mrs. White coffee in the doctor's bag. You should know what this thing is used for.
of."
The light of the gem on Bu Liuxing's chest became more intense, "Yeah!"
Jiang Xueming silently put on the steel ring - this was the teaching of the VIP seniors. He would never let go of this opportunity and must seize it.
"In order to create some psychological pressure for you, I will also add some additional conditions." Victor's tone became increasingly cold: "If you lose any log during this journey, even if it falls to the ground,
If the pages of the book are open and others see it - you lose."
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Bu Liuxing wanted to give up, and took one more look at Brother Xueming, thinking that if he lost this competition, the trophy that Teacher Victor wanted would definitely be their diaries.
Jiang Xueming had already answered with action. He put his diary on the top of the book box and put his mobile phone on it.
"That's great! Jiang Xueming, you did a great job!" Victor's expression became extremely enthusiastic at that moment: "I can feel the inspiration and pressure you bring to me. As a reward, I will tell you the secret to victory in advance!
"
After that, the writer took out a Walkman from the doctor's bag.
"This is a WALKMAN produced by SONY in 1980. It is also a life-protecting charm tailor-made for me by Your Excellency Tuo Lingweng."
The overall fuselage is red and black in color, and the start button is a dark red enstatite.
Ah Xing became excited when he saw this stone: "Teacher! So you are also red? A vivid and passionate red?!"
"How dare you question my creative enthusiasm?" Victor gently tapped the bottom of the doctor's bag with his heel, and a box of tapes immediately popped out - he grabbed the tape with his ring finger and little finger, and held the small and delicate hand with the remaining three fingers.
's Walkman.
"In an emergency, this WALKMAN can record many conversations or environmental noises and use them as material for my writing. When it starts playing music, I am immersed in it, and I feel as if I have reached the transcendent state of unity of body and soul.
State - I can control every muscle in my body, control every thought in my brain, and I live in [reality] every minute."
Jiang Xueming saw——
——Victor’s five-finger avatar seems to be able to think independently and cooperate with each other to complete the actions of opening and closing the lid and inserting the tape into the Walkman with only one hand.
Xueming was so greedy for this ability, he thought to himself - if my hands could do such dexterous and precise movements, and I could change bullets with just one hand...
Victor's thumb has already stopped on the life-protecting pyroxene, and he is about to give the final question: "You two also experienced a [transformation] after riding in the car, right?"
Jiang Xueming recalled the abnormality in his body: "Yes, my five senses, shooting skills, and many, many, many abilities have been significantly improved. I also tried singing."
"Me too!" Bu Liuxing described: "When I go back to the gym, I have to wake up my muscles before I can start high-intensity exercise. It used to take ten minutes to warm up, but now it only takes twenty seconds, and my arms are filled with blood, like
It’s these muscles that have grown brains, and it got up by itself before I called it.”
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There is a clear "click" sound.
WALKMAN started working, and from the dark red enstatite, a scarlet light like the flames of hell ignited.
The drum and cymbal instrument with electric noise is its prelude INTRO——
——The soles of Victor's cloth boots kept up with the beat, making a passionate rhythm on the cold train floor, "Pyroxene allows you to continue [transformation]. If you want to become stronger in this competition, give it a try."
Try to keep up with my dance."
"Could it be!" Bu Liuxing's eyes were full of disbelief, his teeth began to chatter, and he couldn't speak clearly: "Teacher Victor, are you still planning to...plan to hold this book box...to dance while holding this book box?
!”
Jiang Xueming's expression changed, and he couldn't help it.
He only knew that VIPs were all otherworldly weirdos, and these distinguished guests had extremely strong personalities - but he never expected that Victor could do such a thing.
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Take a good look at Victor - look at this great writer.
He carried more than 20 kilograms of scattered books with one arm and headed to other carriages.
In front of other passengers, he twisted his waist and hips in a coquettish manner. His other arm had already hung the WALKMAN on his belt, carrying the doctor's bag with his elbow - snapping his fingers to the strong beat, and lifting and swaying with the pause of the accent.
That's the rock and soul music of Michael Jackson, the king of pop music - [Dangerous·Danger]
His flexible ankles and limbs are as if there are weights hanging on the ends when they dance. There is a very powerful "inertia" when starting and stopping, but they are very light when moving, just like the weight of Teacher Victor's body comes and goes.
The diary on the book box is like a ship struggling in the huge waves, as if it will capsize and sink at any time, but every time Teacher Victor turns around and holds out his chest, every time he stamps on the ground to appear, every time he swings gracefully, it is like the roar of this warship. The cannons pulled the ship back from the edge of the abyss to the edge of the storm.
——As David Victor said.
Reason and thinking alone cannot resist the crumbling book box. They will only be driven crazy by the increasingly complex dynamic structure of these books, making it increasingly difficult to control the balance of pressure.
Fragile and soft manuscript paper is like human brain nerves, which will crack when scratched again and again by sharp brass buckles.
Blind defense is useless. Dance and music are Teacher Victor's means of attack.
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Ah Xing's eyes were demented: "How could he..."
Jiang Xueming: "To be honest, I didn't expect it... I thought my nerves were strong enough, but Teacher Victor really opened my eyes... This scene was too shocking."
Ah Xing obediently hugged the bookcase tightly with both hands: "How could he..."
Jiang Xueming: "How can you... be so coquettish?"
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Following the music, David Victor moonwalked all the way and was about to enter the next carriage.
His expression was stern, his eyes were blazing, and he used his fingers as guns as he sang.
"My two little sailors and little dance partners! The captain has already started singing the barcarolle! What are you waiting for?!"
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Axing looked at Jiang Xueming: "What should I do? Brother Ming, I...I don't have this kind of experience, so let me practice first...there are so many people watching!"
"Life is a live broadcast, there is never a chance to rehearse." Jiang Xueming bit the bullet and followed him. Only then did he rush out for about ten meters - he could feel that the little treasures in the book box were shaking and the diary was about to collapse. If it falls, the box made of manuscript paper will burst like a balloon.
Teacher Victor immediately grabbed Xueming, and with just a push and a pull, those violent and manic diaries calmed down.
"Dominate your brain and control your body! Come with me!"
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That feeling is very strange——
——Xue Ming is hard to describe. It's like falling into the sea, with sharks chewing holes in his clothes, and then being pulled back to the deck by Captain Victor.
By the time Bu Liuxing, a clumsy sailor, boarded the pirate ship, the three musketeers seemed to have just embarked on an adventure.
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Captain Victor was holding the treasure with one arm, and had one hand free to lead the way.
The music from WALKMAN is his pioneer, and his exquisite and flexible dancing is his special ability to protect his life in complex and dangerous environments.
Followed by two little sailors, nervously holding the treasure with both hands, they followed the captain's instructions and danced awkwardly.
After just one chorus, Ah Xing was completely in the mood. He has never been a shy person.
The music passed eight beats, and in Teacher Victor's sexy and sultry interlude breath - like a regular, simple and easy-to-understand gymnastics class, A Xing has completely caught up with the rhythm.
He was even distracted to see Brother Xueming, and was startled by Brother Xueming's weird demeanor.
Brother Ming is like a machine, following Teacher Victor, as if he is Teacher Victor's shadow. Their movements are exactly the same, as if twin brothers have telepathy.
Ah Xing had no time to be distracted just now - now he can even hear Teacher Victor's singing, as well as Brother Ming's rising and falling duet harmonies.
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Jiang Xueming thought to himself.
——This feeling is really wonderful. Occasionally, the amulet in your hand will follow this fervent emotion and flash the rhythm of the lights like a dance hall.
The stone Lingweng gave us is really amazing.
This old man seems to have never aged.
Through WALKMAN's music and dance, I can feel Teacher Victor's strong desire for expression, his unyielding momentum, and his burning enthusiasm.
These emotions can help me better control my body, coordinate the nerve center, and issue very precise instructions to each joint, muscle and ligament.
I just don’t know if Mr. Victor’s teammates will be frightened by this [sudden dancing] behavior when he is performing an investigation mission.
The teacher is right——
——The passengers along the way, and the [uneasiness] along the way, are not worth mentioning in the face of strong courage. The things that courage relies on are this dance, this WALKMAN, and this pyroxene.
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unconsciously--
——They have danced through half of the album and have finished playing side A of the tape.
But there was no return to overtime. The two young sailors followed the captain and had already transported the treasure to a warm and safe harbor.
Jiang Xueming also saw that the passengers behind him were whistling hard and shouting, asking the three dancers to dance again from the front to the back of the car.
As soon as Teacher Victor entered the car, he immediately closed the door. The reason was very simple - from outside the closed car door, a strong knock on the door of an older sister could be heard.
"Victor! My little sweetheart! Is that you Victor? Let Auntie look at you! You were so cute just now! I didn't even recognize you! When will the next issue of the manuscript be updated? You can write if you don't want to. If you don’t write, it’s so hard to write every day!~Auntie’s home has a mine and a big house! Can you let auntie touch you? A lick is fine too!”
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Jiang Xueming and Bu Liuxing both looked at Teacher Victor.
Teacher Victor acted as a reply reader.
"I told you about this, please don't tell anyone about my whereabouts. Do you understand now?"
The two little sailors nodded together.
Teacher Victor installed another crossbar on the car door, fearing that some monster would rush out from inside. He struggled to lock the door while explaining to the two little guys.
"We are born with different auras, just like some people are naturally calm and self-confident, while others are born with a vicious spirit - the same is true for inspiration and stress."
Jiang Xueming took out the diary from the book box and continued to record it.
Victor took out the two sailors' trophies from the doctor's bag, and brought the coffee and Mrs. White's freeze-dried powder to the table. The teacher worked hard and continued teaching.
"It's like water. If you spill all the water, the passengers will naturally have a panic of drowning."
Jiang Xueming raised his hand and asked: "So those passengers are afraid of me?"
"Yes." Victor explained: "You can describe what my spiritual pressure feels like."
Bu Liuxing immediately raised his hand and answered: "It's like a dazzling fire! No...it's like wine, burning wine!"
Jiang Xueming thought carefully: "The teacher's presence is too strong. When we first met, I felt offended. Even if we just looked at each other, I felt uneasy about being spied on."
"Yes, classmate Xueming." Victor corrected: "You are the same, you seem to be always calculating and thinking about something, which will also cause other people to feel uneasy."
"But just now..." Bu Liuxing continued to raise his hand and asked: "When we were dancing just now, those passengers were not afraid. Why?"
"Because we no longer pay attention to the environment, but withdraw all our energy into the body and only focus on ourselves - at this time, as the body tightens the core muscles, our spirit is also ready to face the enemy." Victor used
He shared his unique insights very abstractly with two classmates: "It is to concentrate and clench your fingers into fists, just to accomplish a goal. When a beast is hunting, in addition to the pressure on the prey, the pressure will increase dramatically - watching from the side
If the people who are playing are not so close, they won't feel any pressure."
Jiang Xueming put away the coffee and Mrs. Bai's freeze-dried powder, preparing to study it later.
"About the dead partner mechanism..."
Before he could ask about the serious matter.
Bu Liuxing fell down. His mental strength was exhausted. He lay down on the seat and let out a loud snoring sound. Two consecutive competitions had completely drained A Xing.
Victor put away all the logs and gathered them on the side of the carriage.
"There are still sixteen hours before we reach our destination. Let's wait until this little guy wakes up."
Jiang Xueming suddenly remembered something——
"teacher."
Victor: "Huh?"
Jiang Xueming asked curiously.
"Teacher, you just said that art comes from life. I used to be in VIP tea rooms or in hotels..."
Victor: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Xueming could vaguely see the scene: "You are like this too, bringing your own BGM, swaying your butt and dancing to throw away household garbage?"
Victor blinked his eyes, looking very innocent and nonchalant.