Real Scholar System

Fang Moyan had a thousand little wolves howling in his heart.

Is this eldest sister so unavoidable?

This time she was wearing autumn clothes, but she didn't hide her figure, it was uneven, and the shape of the muscles on her legs was clearly visible.

When the nose is hot,
A few drops of red liquid dripped down into the dark potion.

"Look, what am I not doing well?" Yuan Lanxi was still contemplative, thinking hard about what went wrong with him.

Fang Moyan wiped his nose quietly, and pinched the tiger's mouth with his hands hard. It is said that it can stop bleeding, and also has the effect of calming anger.

"Your... this Zama's movement is quite standard." Fang Moyan looked up at the sky, and tilted his neck, so as not to let the nosebleed flow out again.

"What's going on?" It wasn't because of the movement, it was because she didn't grasp the essentials well. She glanced at Fang Moyan and saw him with his neck up in a strange posture.

"What are you looking at? Really, let you look at me. Did you hear me talking?" Yuan Lanxi was angry.

"Well, Xiaoxi, I'm sorry, I just had a nosebleed."

"Here!" She handed over a roll of toilet paper, only then did she see that Fang Moyan's small body was still quite muscular.

Yuan Lanxi's pretty face blushed, her neck was scalded, she was eager to practice, why did she break into the bathroom?
suddenly woke up,
"Hurry up, I'll wait for you in the living room outside."

She hurried outside.

"I just soaked this potion, at least half an hour, you read a book outside."

After Fang Moyan said this, he wiped his nose clean. This bucket of potion should not be wasted.

After adjusting for 3 minutes in a row, he calmed down.

Fang Moyan!Is this what you are good at?It's shameful, shameful, lost to grandma's house.

He scolded himself severely, and finally controlled the Shuan Xinyuan and Yima. Although he was young and bloody, he was still a beginner after all, and his willpower was still quite firm.

Unknowingly, he entered a state of meditation, and the potion in the bathtub slowly penetrated into his body, breathing in and out, as if the pores were also breathing.

The power of the medicine slowly enters the blood, into the muscles, fascia, and bones.

Finally, half an hour later, he opened his eyes, and his whole body was smooth, comfortable to the bone.

After rinsing, she got dressed and came out. Yuan Lanxi sat on the sofa, picked up a pen, and started to draw a sketch. She was drawing the fruit plate on the table with great care. The light and shade, contrast, were vivid.

Fang Moyan saw Yuan Lanxi's eyelashes flickering and his eyes shining slightly when he was painting, so he didn't bother him. He stood by the side and waited quietly.

Until she put away the pencil and looked at it with satisfaction.

"The drawing is really good, do you have time to draw it for me?"

"Please help me to see what's wrong with my movements first." Yuan Lanxi stood up suddenly, and took a horse stance in the middle of the living room.

A 17-year-old girl with a body that has practiced dance and martial arts routines. One more point will make her fat, and one point less will make her thin. The ancients said that with a bee waist and ape arms, a crane's posture like a mantis, and a horse step, a normal person would have a nosebleed. It's sprayed out, let alone a young man with a lot of blood?

As soon as the nasal cavity became hot, Fang Moyan quickly pulled a tissue into his hand and wiped it frantically.

"Hey, have you been on fire recently? Why is your nose bleeding again? You should drink more water. Go and wash quickly. Washing with cold water can stop the bleeding."

Fang Moyan rushed into the bathroom, tidied up, and came out.

He rolled the toilet paper into a long strip, stuffed it in, and stuck two green onions up his nose.

When Yuan Lanxi saw this, he burst out laughing, his horse gait was unsteady, so he laughed together on the sofa: "You, do you want this look?"

Fang Moyan rolled his eyes, "It's not your fault."

"You man, the weather is dry, you don't drink much water, you blame me. Don't accuse good people for nothing."

calm down!calm down!
Sit still!

Color is emptiness, and emptiness is color.

Fang Moyan ran to the bathroom again and flushed his face with cold water, only then did he feel a little calm.

In this case, how to teach Yuan Lanxi the essentials of Zamabu?It's a good thing that I didn't demonstrate it myself, otherwise, it would be a shame if I couldn't control my little Niu Niu.

He took a deep breath.

"Are you all right?" Yuan Lanxi's voice tickled his ears.

Got it!

Fang Moyan looked at himself in the mirror, took a deep breath, adjusted his mind,
hum!
The five senses suddenly became extremely sharp.

Super state of flow!
Moreover, he deliberately pulled out his personal emotions. In this state, the brain discards all irrelevant emotions, emotions, and desires, and turns it into an extreme rational state.
Reasonable, restrained, ruthless, indifferent, and focused to the extreme.

Yuan Lanxi felt that Fang Moyan should add more moisture to the room, and nosebleeds would hurt his vitality.

She didn't know that the root of all this was in her.

Fang Moyan came out, expressionless and serious, which startled Yuan Lanxi, and an imperceptibly cold aura came out, which made people shudder uncontrollably.

It seems a little cold.

"Squat down." Fang Moyan's voice was like a robot, without any ups and downs.

Yuan Lanxi frowned, did he offend this guy?Who are you showing your ugly face to?

Forget it, I came here to ask for advice, so let him go.

She pulled herself together immediately and took what he thought was the most correct posture.

"The knee is 1.5 centimeters inward."

Yuan Lanxi nodded: "Oh."

"After that, open it another 0.5 centimeters."

She took a little more.

"That's it." Fang Moyan stretched out his hand directly, and moved her knee to the most suitable position.

"Okay, hold on!"

"Let's start adjusting the waist."

"Slump your waist a little bit more, okay, don't give too much."

Fang Moyan looked at it a few times and nodded.

"The angle of the legs is reduced by about 5 degrees, the distance of one finger."

"It's over, come back a little bit."

"Look up and look ahead."

"Keep your chest out and keep your spine straight in your back."

"Shock your butt!"

Fang Moyan clapped his hands and kicked his mouth to explain, and corrected his movements unceremoniously.

Yuan Lanxi was like a marionette, let Fang Moyan play with her hands, her heart was beating wildly, and the two of them would inevitably touch each other.

She had never been this close to a boy before.

But Fang Moyan has always had a face of poker abstinence, the kind without any reverie.

Yuan Lanxi pouted, is this his nature?It seems a little uncute.

10 minute later.

After Fang Moyan's hands-on corrections, she finally corrected her movements to a very standard look.

"Keep!"

"Pay attention to breathing!"

"Okay, the 3-minute countdown begins."

As time passed by, Yuan Lanxi felt that after Fang Moyan's adjustment, the overall feeling came out at once.

The feeling of Zama came out!