Chapter 381:
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I Just Want to Play the Game Quietly
- Twelve Winged Dark Burning Angel
- 1195 characters
- 2021-01-29 05:26:04
Zhou Wen has been more accustomed to being pointed and talked privately, especially after the Wang Mingyuan incident. This situation is very common. As long as he is recognized in the college, no one needs to give him pointers. .
Of course, it's not all malicious. Most of them are just talking.
After Wei Feng came, the originally lively lecture hall quieted down. It seems that those students are still more afraid of Wei Feng.
Zhou Wen secretly looked at Wei Feng. Although he was not too tall, he was very imposing, with a strong skeleton and a strong body. Zhou Wen has only been seen by those who serve as soldiers. Although general mentors are strong, But he didn't have that energy.
"Today we talk about the use of Yin Jin in boxing." Wei Feng's lecture really likes to demonstrate in person.
Zhou Wen saw Wei Feng take out a transparent silk scarf, hung the silk scarf on a rope, and punched it with a punch, directly punching the hanging silk scarf through a punch hole.
"Who are you going to give it a try?" Wei Feng glanced over the students.
Zhou Wen originally thought that this kind of tutors would let students go for experiments. Generally, the students would not be willing to do so. He had also taken classes with other tutors before, and only a few students who were good at learning would be willing to cooperate.
However, the students in the lecture hall raised their hands enthusiastically, one higher than the other, for fear that Wei Feng would not win them.
"What happened? Is Wei Feng so popular?" Zhou Wen was surprised.
"The classmate who didn't raise his hand, come up." Wei Feng glanced around, and finally looked over at Zhou Wen.
Zhou Wen looked around and back, and found that in the entire lecture hall, he was the only one who did not raise his hand, and the other students looked at him with a smile.
Zhou Wen suddenly understood and knew why other students raised their hands so enthusiastically. It was clear that they had already understood Wei Feng's personality. Knowing that the more they did not want to go up to experiment, the more easily they were named by Wei Feng. positive.
"Don't look, it's you." Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen and said.
Zhou Wen had to stand up and walked towards the podium.
He had also listened to some mentors before, and his temper like Wei Feng was the first time he had met.
He named it like this, and there were so many students coming to his class. On the other hand, it also showed that Wei Feng was really good, otherwise no students would have come to his class. After all, the instructor of boxing in the college More than Weifeng.
"I haven't seen you before, come to my class for the first time? What's your name?" Wei Feng asked Zhou Wen as he tied the new scarf to the rope.
"Zhou Wen," Zhou Wen replied.
Wei Feng didn't seem to have heard Zhou Wen's name, but just nodded slightly, and said to Zhou Wen, "Well, you can punch out, only with the strength of your fist. If you can penetrate the silk scarf, I can consider giving you Ten credits. "
Generally, the credits are assigned by the class tutor. Pure lecturers like Wei Feng have less credits available, but they are not completely absent. Occasionally, they can be used to reward students.
"Thank you so much for your mentor." Zhou Wen heard that there were still credits available, and suddenly felt better.
"It's a good thing to be confident." Wei Feng said with a smile. Obviously, he really didn't know Zhou Wen, otherwise he would not offer credits.
In addition to cultivating, Wei Feng usually reads some federal news and reports on the situation ahead. He has no interest in the gossip of students and teachers, so he does n’t know anything about Zhou Wen, but he does not know about Wang Mingyuan. To understanding.
In Wei Feng's view, even those legendary elite students, if they have not practiced Yin Yin, want to break the silk scarf empty-handed.
The silk scarf is tough and light. Fists are hardly affected by the fist. There is no good yin yang to repair, even if the strength is strong, you can't wear it, it will only make the silk scarf sway.
Zhou Wen walked to the silk scarf, raised his right hand, shook his wrist, and performed some wrist activities.
He used to do the same exercises when he practiced hard, but he used paper at that time, which was easier to break. A thin, light, and tough silk scarf like this was more difficult than one or two grades.
Of course, Zhou Wen is not the same as before. After moving his wrist, he raised his fist and wanted to hit the silk scarf tied to the rope.
"Classmate, your posture is not right, your body is a little bit side, don't throw straight punches when punching, but swing sideways ..." Wei Feng stepped forward to correct Zhou Wen's movements.
Seeing Wei Feng being so serious, Zhou Wen naturally refused to refuse. Cooperating with his entanglement, he put on a standard frame.
This kind of stand really helps to exert force ~ EbookFREE.me ~ But Zhou Wen has already surpassed that realm, and even if he is lying on the ground, he can still play strong enough.
"Okay, now you can try punching, remember to live with the strength of your wrists and arms, relax your arms, and don't use too much muscle before punching ..." Wei Feng instructed.
According to what Zhou Wen said, he threw out a punch and saw that the fist bumped against the light and thin scarcely scarce silk scarf, which directly cracked the silk scarf and punched a punch hole.
Wei Feng froze suddenly, wondering secretly in his heart, "Is it that I taught so well today, this kid will be able to learn it? No, even if I teach well, he fully understands it, not a year and a half Contained exercises, it is also impossible to pierce the scarf. "
"Classmate, have you practiced Yin Yin before?" Wei Feng asked, looking at Zhou Wen.
"When I was in high school, I practiced hard." Zhou Wen answered truthfully.
"It's no wonder." Wei Feng suddenly realized, and smiled, "Yes, give me your student number, ten credits are not enough for you."
"Tutor, can I exchange these ten credits for a request?" Zhou Wen asked at the opportunity.
Wei Feng looked at Zhou Wen with interest and said, "Tell me, what's your request?"
"I would like to ask your instructor to do my sparring exercises and practice in your free time, can you?" Zhou Wen asked.
"Yes, of course, I like the most motivated students like you. After my class, you can practice as long as you want." Wei Feng's eyes narrowed, and the wrinkles on his smiling face ran out .
He is really very happy. Some students want to practice with him. This is Wei Feng's favorite show.
"I hope you can stay a little longer, but don't want to run too fast." Wei Feng thought to himself, he was not afraid of Zhou Wen's enthusiasm for learning, he was afraid that Zhou Wen would shrink back too quickly.