"Master, I have found the person you want for you. He has settled in Caiwei Mountain. When do you think you will go see the old man?" Nan Zhao spoke from the front.

The main reason is to help the little master break the embarrassment.

Zhou Chenyuan's words just now made the car awkward for a few seconds. Although they chatted for a few words because of his wife's birthday, they were silent again.

As long as someone speaks, it won't look awkward.

As soon as he said this, Zhou Chenyuan found the topic, "The boxing match you want is already being prepared."

He Xiaoran instantly turned to look at him, "What an efficiency!"

"Hmph." Zhou Chenyuan snorted arrogantly, and He Xiaoran could hear a bit of pride. Zhou Chenyuan said: "Since you want to bet on yourself, I will definitely follow, but I am not worried about your tricks.

"

He Xiaoran is so angry and unjust, why can't he be relieved? She is very powerful, okay?

Zhou Chenyuan added: "In order to make you more secure, I asked someone to find an old gentleman. When he was young, he went to the professional arena and practiced free fighting. After retiring, he worked as a boxing coach for the provincial team and trained many outstanding people.

An athlete, the disciples he trained have won many domestic and foreign awards. His current physical fitness is not as good as that of young people, but he has rich practical experience and can still guide you."

He Xiaoran: "I will not lose."

"It's up to you, it's up to your strength. I've heard that other male and female boxers are invited from abroad for their good shows, and some have won free fighting championships. Since they are male and female boxers,

, when we drew lots, we had no idea who the opponent would be." Zhou Chenyuan said calmly: "Don't feel unhappy, people have to admit that there are mountains beyond the mountains. In Nancheng, you see no opponent, but what if you leave Nancheng?"

He Xiaoran looked at him strangely and did not speak to refute.

"Today is too late. I heard that old men go to bed early. I will take you there tomorrow night." Zhou Chenyuan glanced at the big helmet: "You can also take your sister there."

He Xiaoran touched the big helmet: "Hmm."

After class the next day, He Xiaoran greeted the teacher and picked up He He and He Miao together.

When she was sent back to the house where He Xiaoran lived for self-study, He Xiaoran was worried that she would study alone at night. It was too dangerous on the way back at night.

She took He Miao to see the legendary old gentleman.

There were only three people in the car, Nan Zhao, He Xiaoran and He Miao.

He Miao was shaky and about to faint.

Nan Zhao pursed his lips, not daring to say a word. He was already invisible, and he didn't dare to breathe loudly. The heavy social fear behind him still felt the huge crowds of people.

"Miaomiao, just take a nap and we'll be there."

After hearing this, He Miao closed her eyes, laid on He Xiaoran's lap, and fell asleep.

Only then did Nan Zhao dare to take a careful breath.

The full name of Cuiwei Mountain is Shouyang Picking Wei. Legend has it that after King Wu destroyed the Shang Dynasty, Boyi and Shuqi did not want to be ministers of the Zhou Dynasty, so they picked and ate weeds on Shouyang Mountain, and eventually starved to death.

Tragic story!

However, the story has been passed down and has become a story for future generations to express their integrity.

Shouyang Caiwei and Zhou's Jiugu Wenchang are two famous attractions in Nancheng. Jiugu Wenchang was privatized earlier and has been famous for many years.

Shouyang Caiwei was bought with a 70-year right to use it four or five years ago. It was developed for three years and turned into another distinctive spot like Jiugu Wenchang, except that the Zhou family's house in Jiugu Wenchang

It is antique, but the buildings in Shouyang Caiwei are in a modern style with great individuality.

The two mountains face each other across the beautiful and rich modern city of Nancheng, providing Nancheng people with a nearby place to travel during the holidays.

One is in the south of the city and the other is in the north. You are used to seeing the magnificence of Jiugu Wenchang, and you can also feel the mystery of Xia Shouyang Caiwei.

He Xiaoran was sitting in the car, looking at the scenery on both sides of the road, and couldn't help but say: "Who can buy the right to use such a big mountain for seventy years?"

Nan Zhao glanced at her in the rearview mirror and said nothing.

The car stopped in front of a very stylish modern building. Unlike Jiugu Wenchang, Caiweishan's buildings were full of high-grade gray simplicity. Green plants could be seen everywhere. The garden stretched far away, and several gardeners were busy in the garden.

Nan Zhao took He Xiaoran and He Miao all the way to the open space in the back garden.

On one side of the open space, Zhou Chenyuan was sitting in the pavilion. On the beautifully patterned stone table beside him, there were tea, drinks, cut fruits and other food. On the other side of the stone table, there was a thin old man sitting with his back slightly hunched.

The old man was so thin that he was almost skin and bones. Fortunately, he seemed to be in good spirits. Otherwise, He Xiaoran would have been worried that he would die suddenly at any time.

"Master, the young lady is here."

Zhou Chenyuan stood up and said to He Xiaoran: "This is Mr. Ding, the retired coach I told you."

He Xiaoran looked at the old man's appearance and thought to himself that he was really an old man, not an ordinary old man.

"Hello, Master Ding." He Xiaoran complained in his heart, and he shouted smoothly and smoothly.

Old Man Ding stood up slightly tremblingly, "Are you Xiao Ran? Come on, come on, let's practice two moves first and let me see how you are doing."

Zhou Chenyuan said: "Didn't your sister learn Guan Xingyi's tricks last night? I just took them out to practice with you and asked Mr. Ding to take a look."

He Xiaoran nodded and said to He Miao: "He Miao, it's started!"

He Miao was wearing a big helmet and stood there with her head tilted. In fact, she was imitating Guan Xingyi's posture of watching the movement in the grass to scare the night owl, and stamped her foot: "Oh——"

He Xiaoran suddenly jumped up and attacked He Miao.

He Miao completely copied the move Guan Xingyi used to resist last night. If it weren't for the helmet on his head, he might even have copied his expression completely.

After more than a dozen attacks, He Xiaoran quickly retreated and then launched a second attack.

He Xiaoran is very different from He Miao. He Xiaoran cannot replicate He Miao's waving ability one to one, but she can extract the most technical and most offensive moves from her opponent's moves in the shortest time.

The key point is to solve the problem and come up with the cracking action within the time that the brain can react.

If it doesn't work once, she can think about it a second time.

This ability of hers can only be achieved by ordinary people during lunch.

As soon as the two fights between her and He Miao ended, Old Man Ding walked towards He Xiaoran with his waist hunched and trembling slightly. His voice was vibrating when he spoke, "You're a little girl, you have some skills."

Who did you learn from before?"

He Xiaoran laughed dryly: "Self-taught."

Zhou Chenyuan raised his eyes and glanced at her without revealing her.

Old Man Ding sneered, and his sneer made him tremble: "No one has laid the foundation for you. How can you get to this point just by eating hundreds of meals?"

He Xiaoran didn't answer the question, and Old Man Ding said, "Since that's the case, let me give it a try..."

After finishing speaking, Old Man Ding suddenly stretched out two fingers and poked He Xiaoran's eyes.

Zhou Chenyuan was startled by this sudden move from the old man, while He Miao fell straight to the ground holding his big helmet.

When Zhou Chenyuan saw it, he hurriedly had He Miao dragged to a shady corner. How could an albino patient be exposed to the sun like this?

In the open space, He Xiaoran had already escaped Teacher Ding's attacks for several rounds.

Despite the fact that the old man was trembling slightly when he spoke, once they held hands, he was completely a different person.

After dozens of moves, He Xiaoran didn't get any advantage at all. Instead, he was forced back by Old Man Ding. His back and legs were slapped by the wicker in Old Man Ding's hand, and he screamed.
Chapter completed!