Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 16 Old

Just watched it once, no, twice before and after, or even three times, and then quickly played it once by himself. Xu Guangling already has some basic concepts of Taijiquan. ", "accurate" and other words.

In a sense, there are some similarities with the requirements of singing.

As a lyricist and composer, oh, no, no, Xu Guangling is far from being qualified to be called by a certain family at present. It can only be said that he is a person who has studied lyric composition and composition, and he is naturally no stranger to singing.

When singing, in addition to asking for "accuracy", you also need to ask for "stability". Accuracy is the first requirement, and stability is the second requirement. Only when it is accurate, the ups and downs of a piece of music are meaningful. The same tune can be hummed. Secondly, when it is stable, the expression or singing of a piece of music can really give people "sounding" enjoyment instead of torture.

If it is not accurate, it is called out of tune, and if it is not stable, it is called ghost crying and wolf howling.

Of course, sometimes, being out of tune can also give people a feeling of "my XX is so powerful, and she can run so cutely out of tune", and howling ghosts and wolves can also give people a feeling of "power", "explosion". Feelings like "," "out of bondage" and so on.

Under such circumstances, the blemish not only does not become a blemish, but becomes a unique beauty.Just like the broken arm of Venus, imperfections make perfect.

But that's a topic on another level.

It was still the same old pine tree, Xu Guangling opened his frame, and with a steady frame and precise movements, he slowly punched the 36 Tai Chi movements that the old man demonstrated from the beginning to the end.

Yes, this time it was slow, not like just now, it was done in 2 minutes.

This time it took three... three times as long as 3 minutes, about 10 minutes, which is basically about one-third of the old man.This is not a time that Xu Guangling deliberately pursued. The previous 2 minutes were deliberately fast, but now this is just natural.

After the beating, Xu Guangling came back sweating a little.

It should be said that it feels pretty good.

But when he got closer, Xu Guangling realized that the expression on the old man's face was even more strange than before.The eyes didn't widen, but they did look like they were staring fiercely. For a while, Xu Guangling couldn't figure out what kind of expression the old man had, or what he was expressing.

Shock?

Not so much.

His movements can only be said to be standard, or they can barely be called precise, but if Xu Guangling evaluates himself, it is far from the old man's fight just now.How far?Using the scoring method, if the old man scored [-] points, his score would be [-] to [-] points at best.

One is based on a steady foundation, it opens and closes well, and flows smoothly, which makes people feel very comfortable.Well, well, Xu Guangling feels very comfortable after watching it.

One is, for the time being, nothing more than a mechanical imitation.

After staring for a long time, the old man put away his strange expression, this time he was expressionless, and asked Xu Guangling, "Young student, when will you go back?"

"Well, I don't have anything to do when I go back, a little later or earlier is fine." Xu Guangling said, "How about you, sir, do you want to go back for breakfast?"

"I ate at the door, and no one cooked it when I got back," said the old man.

"Then I will eat with you, uncle, and I will pay for you." Xu Guangling said with a smile.

"Haha, okay. I didn't expect that the old man would be able to give classes one day and earn money for breakfast." The old man's expressionless face was put away, and he laughed loudly at this time.Xu Guangling also laughed. For a moment, the old and the young seemed to get along a little bit. People who didn't know thought they were the grandparents.

Leading by the old man at the front, he turned three times and two times, and quickly turned back to the place where Xu Guangling went out before.

"Xiangsheng, what do you eat?" the old man asked.

"I can eat whatever I want." Xu Guangling replied, and said again: "Master, my surname is Xu, and my name is Xu Guangling. You can call me Xiao Xu." Xu Guangling felt awkward hearing this.Besides, the old man does have the virtue of teaching art, and it is considered polite to give his name and surname.

"Okay, I'll call you Xiao Xu. You don't want to be an old man. The old man is two generations older than you. You can call him a generation shorter than you." The old man said, "I The surname is Zhang, Li Zao Zhang, you can call me Zhang Lao, or Lao Zhang."

Of course Xu Guangling wouldn't be so mediocre, so he called "Old Zhang."

Grandpa, well, it should be said that Zhang Lao is old now, nodded, then found a stall and sat down familiarly, and said to the stall owner: "Two bowls of tofu nao, one vegetarian bun." Then he said to Xu Guangling: "Xiao Xu, I ordered a bowl of tofu nao for you, what do you want? Order it yourself."

Xu Guangling ordered two fritters.

The stall owners are two old couples, one is in charge of deep-fried dough sticks and the other is in charge of delivery and collection of money and so on.Be it tofu nao, vegetarian steamed buns, or fried dough sticks, they are all ready-made, and there are not many people at the stall at the moment, so they are served quickly.

Mr. Zhang may have some old-fashioned way of eating and sleeping without talking. He didn't talk to Xu Guangling during breakfast, but ate alone without rushing.

Xu Guangling adjusted his speed a little bit.

After eating, Zhang Lao got up, and Xu Guangling walked behind him on the path outside the park for the time being. After a certain distance from the stall, Zhang Lao opened his mouth and said, "Xiao Xu, you are a young man. , it’s not okay to eat so little, you can eat more in the future.”

Xu Guangling nodded in agreement.

Then Zhang Lao said: "However, it's best not to eat too much fried dough sticks. It contains lead, and eating too much is not good for your health."

Xu Guangling vaguely knew that there seemed to be such a thing, but he hadn't paid much attention to this issue, and he still nodded in agreement at the moment.

Seeing this situation, Mr. Zhang laughed, and then said: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. It is said that the old man shouldn't tell you this when we meet for the first time." He said again: "Xiao Xu, will you come back in the future? I It means the park."

"If you don't think I'm annoying, Mr. Zhang, I'll ask you more about Taijiquan in the morning." Xu Guangling said.

"I can't teach you anything." Zhang Lao shook his head, sighed slightly, and waved his hands again: "Okay, Xiao Xu, go if you have something to do, old man, I will go for a walk by myself, by the way go home."

If it was in ancient times, Xu Guangling would have bowed and retreated or something. At this time, he just said yes, and then watched Zhang Lao leave.

About an hour later, Zhang Lao who returned home made a call on his landline: "Hey, Lao Chen, it's me, Lao Zhang. Listen to me, Lao Chen, are you sure that your Tai Chi is your own? Exclusive? No one else? There's no video material online or anything?"

What kind of insult was the profile picture on the phone: "Online? Video materials? How is it possible! Old man Zhang, let me tell you clearly again, this way of Tai Chi is indeed my own. So far, only three people have learned it, me, my son , and you. Which of these three people you say will post video materials online? Me? Or you?"

"And your son." Zhang Lao said.

"Fuck you! If you continue to be so unruly, you are my son!" The voice on the other end of the phone was loud.

Zhang Lao was not to be outdone, and his voice was also very loud: "I tell you, Guizi, listen carefully! I met a young man today, and he just watched me beat him once, and then he will be fine. I asked him to fight again, and guess what, that stance is more upright than the one I've been fighting for five years, no, than I've been fighting for ten years!"

"Old man Zhang, let me tell you, are you confused, or haven't woken up yet?" This time, the voice on the other end of the phone became quieter.

Zhang Lao's answer was that he didn't answer, so he directly dialed the phone.

Two seconds later, the phone beeped.

(End of this chapter)