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It was time to go to work. Several people stood in the car and looked out. The road was full of people riding bicycles to work. Looking around, the road was a sea of bicycles, with the sound of bicycle bells one after another. This scene made Liu Donglai and others stunned.
It has to be the capital! There are probably more people on the streets than in the whole city of Fucheng.
Not only are there bicycles, but there are also many cars driving in the middle of the road, such as Jiefang, Lada, etc., and there are many cars that I don’t recognize at all.
"Brother Wang, look at that car. It's bigger than a Lada. What brand is it?"
Liu Donglai asked, pointing to a car outside.
"I don't know. I haven't seen it. I'm afraid it's a foreign car."
The other party shook his head.
"Then the "Stupid" car is produced in West Germany and is used by big leaders!"
A person next to me said.
"Stupid? Such a strange name?"
"Not only are there "Stupid Buses", but also Fengtian, which is an RB car, an American special car. However, no matter how good foreign cars are, they are not as good as our big buses, which can pull dozens of buses at a time. We in China
People don’t ride in their foreign cars, don’t you think so?”
This guy had a mouth full of Beijing movies, and his words were very inflammatory, and everyone in the car applauded.
"These guys are really good at talking. No wonder they are called Kanye by outsiders."
Liu Lang couldn't help but secretly complain when he saw the other party spitting foam and flying stars.
Several people sat for nearly 40 minutes before getting off the bus, but they had not yet reached the Education Committee. To be on the safe side, Wang Kangri asked a policeman on duty on the roadside to ask. After getting a definite answer, he got on the bus again.
"We've arrived at the Temple of Heaven Station. If you get off the bus, go to the back door!"
The ticket seller used a loudspeaker in the car to remind passengers.
"Temple of Heaven? That's right, son, look at that circular building! That's the Temple of Heaven!"
Liu Donglai held his son and pointed out the window.
I saw a round and majestic building appearing not far away. From a distance, it looked like a huge barn, with majestic red bricks and green tiles.
"This is the Temple of Heaven!"
Xu Wenxiu and Wang Kangri also watched intently. They had only seen the Temple of Heaven on TV. This was their first time to see it with their own eyes, and they were all very happy.
Liu Lang glanced at the Temple of Heaven and focused his attention on those people below the Temple of Heaven. In Liu Lang's eyes, these people were more eye-catching than the Temple of Heaven.
Most of these people are middle-aged and elderly people. If it were thirty years later, this group of people would gather in the square for only one thing, dancing.
However, there was no concept of square dancing in this era, and their "behavior" seemed to be much more advanced than square dancing.
I saw some people standing there motionless, with their eyes closed as if they were "meditating", and their hands shaking from time to time, which seemed to be a sign of hemiplegia.
However, compared with other people, these people are still normal. Some of the other people are sitting on horseback, some are standing on one leg, and some are lying on the ground. Just lie down, and they even put on various poses.
For example, there are more than ten people lying sideways and holding their heads with one hand; some people are lying on the ground with their heads in their hands; and some people are lying on the ground with their legs bent and trying their best to support their waists to form a pair of feet.
Add a weird action of leaning on the ground.
"What are these people doing? Is this some kind of performance art?"
Liu Lang couldn't figure it out for a while.
Liu Donglai and the other three also discovered this group of "weird" people at this moment, and they all looked at each other, not knowing what was happening.
"Comrade, let me ask, what are those people doing?"
Wang Kangri was really curious and asked the people next to him.
"You don't know what they're doing?"
The other party asked, "That means you can't possibly not know!"
"have no idea!"
Wang Kangri shook his head.
"Don't even know this? Let me tell you, they are practicing qigong. If they master it, they will be amazing."
The other party answered.
"Practice Qigong? What is Qigong?"
Wang Kangri was puzzled.
"You don't even know about qigong? It's a special function. After practicing it, you can pick up objects from the air, make fire with your hands, and even bring down a plane. Do you think it's amazing or not?"
The other person's face was filled with yearning.
"Retrieve objects from the air? Make a fire with your hands? Shoot down a plane?"
Several people were confused when they heard it.
"Holy crap, it turns out they are practicing qigong!"
His parents didn't understand, but Liu Lang knew about this so-called Qigong practice.
By some calculation, it must have been in the early 1980s that the country experienced an extremely crazy "Qigong craze".
For a time, the whole country was almost crazy about Qigong. According to later statistics, tens of millions of people practiced Qigong at this time, and "Qigong masters" were treated and sought after like celebrities.
Not only the common people are crazy about it, but the government is also adding fuel to the flames. Dozens of qigong newspapers and periodicals and a large number of academic works on qigong have been produced across the country. In addition, there are qigong medical hospitals and qigong performances that can be seen everywhere.
Even the scientific community attaches great importance to and recognizes it, so much so that several famous scientists have been involved.
As for whether these qigong are effective, it is self-evident.
Based on the tens of millions of people "cultivating" across the country, if it is really effective, the country may have become the world's hegemon in more than thirty years, and there is great hope of even unifying the entire galaxy.
Liu Lang looked at that group of people as if they were fools, but the others were not at all. Liu Donglai and the others didn't know that the world was "turbulent" because of the lack of information, but other people in the car immediately started talking when they saw this scene.
"These people seem to practice Arhat Gong. I heard that after practicing it, the whole body will be so strong that it will be fine even if you fall from a building."
One person whispered to his friend.
"I'm not good at Arhat Gong. I'm practicing Qing Gong now. Once I'm done with it, I can run on walls, no matter how tall the building is!"
"Qinggong is nothing. What my master taught me is Baolian Kung Fu. After practicing it, Baolian Kung Fu protects the body and cannot be killed by a cannon!"
"Both of you are not good at it. What I practice is the best. Do you know the magic arm skill? After you practice it, you can stretch your hand to the United States and grab their money directly. Take as much as they have. By then we will
The whole country will benefit from it."
"My Ascension Skill is the most powerful!"
"The Wei Gong I practice is the authentic one!"
More than ten people in the car started discussing.
Liu Lang had read in a book about people who "practiced" Qigong during this period, but he really didn't expect it to be so popular. There were more than a dozen people in a car practicing it, and the others looked envious. Those few
I personally feel as if I can succeed in cultivation and become a superman right away.
Liu Donglai and the others were a little "confused" and couldn't even be killed by a cannon. What are they all about?
Fucheng is a small place, and few people go there. In addition, information transmission in this era is not smooth, and there are only a few methods such as television and newspapers. There are few people in Fucheng who have TV, and they are not familiar with the most popular "fashion" in the capital.
not much.
The "masters" in the car were chatting enthusiastically. Liu Donglai and Wang Kangri were puzzled at first, but after a while they gradually became fascinated. After all, everyone wants those abilities that can only be found in fairy tales.
Possession, coupled with the fact that these people were talking so wildly, it was said that three people make a tiger, and for a while the two of them actually believed it.