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Chapter 416 I Believe in You!

The next morning, after Liu Qingshan had finished practicing with Old Maoer Master Uncle in the yard, Aunt Lu asked, "Qingshan, do you still have any rice in your place? There is almost no porridge left?"

No way, what about the two sacks left over from years ago?

Liu Qingshan is also a little puzzled, usually there are only three or four people here, how can they eat so much?

"Don't mention it, I'll let your cronies snatch it away." The old hat master also complained.

I am used to eating Songjiang green rice, and I always feel that it is not good to eat other rice.

"Hupenggouyou, you are talking about Xiaowu and the others, these guys..."

Liu Qingshan also shook his head with a smile, he didn't have time to settle accounts with them these two days, he will wait until he sees off his second sister.

After breakfast, Mr. Mao'er and Uncle Lu went to work on tricycles. Liu Qingshan asked them to send a message to Jiang Renyi and come over for lunch.

At around ten o'clock in the morning, Jiang Renyi rushed over. Liu Qingshan probably just came back from his hometown, seeing his dusty appearance.

"boss."

Jiang Renyi let out a cry, and his eyes sparkled even more, looking extremely excited.

In the past few months, it was like a dream for him: first he resigned from the unit, and then he went to go abroad with apprehension.

Originally, I was planning to do my best with the idea of ​​breaking the boat, but unexpectedly, both the review and the visa were handled very smoothly.

Of course Jiang Renyi knew that all of this was the result of Liu Qingshan's advance greeting. Unexpectedly, this boss possessed such great energy, and he was able to kill thousands of troops across the single-plank bridge without incident.

Especially this time when he went back to his hometown and handed over the 5000 yuan Liu Qingshan gave him to his family, it can be regarded as a complete solution to the worries of the past few years.

Jiang Renyi now only wants to go to UCLA in Los Angeles and make contributions right away.

His school is the same as Liu Yinfeng's, but the major is different. He is about to study computer science, which is what Jiang Renyi is most eager to learn.

That's why he was so excited when he saw the little boss in front of him who was several years younger than him.

"Brother Jiang, calm down, stay calm. In this regard, you should learn more from my second sister."

Liu Qingshan patted Jiang Renyi's arm with a smile, and pulled him to sit on the chair under the pomegranate tree.

Jiang Renyi raised his hand to push his glasses, and smiled a little embarrassedly:

"I also want to be calm, but I haven't reached that level yet. Two days ago I got up in the morning and went for a walk in the park. I saw a qigong master teaching the students to practice Dragon God Kungfu. I followed suit for two days."

"It didn't work. The master said that I was dishonest and asked me to give up everything outside of me. I had two dollars in my pocket and gave it to the master, but I still couldn't calm down."

Liu Qingshan also blinked his eyes when he heard it, then went back to the room and put a stack of green bills into Jiang Renyi's hand: "These five thousand dollars are for your living expenses, this time, you should feel it again and look at it in your heart." Have you calmed down?"

Jiang Renyi really closed his eyes, then nodded: "Sure enough, it's much more stable."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly opened his eyes again, staring at the banknote in his hand: "It's strange, this is different from what the master said, why is there peace of mind after having things outside of the body?"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but happily said: "You were thinking about the air ticket money, and how you will earn living expenses after you get there. It's no wonder you're at peace."

After thinking for a while, he warned again: "Don't listen to the nonsense of those masters, qigong and so on, most of them are deceitful."

"Boss, you can't say that. There are a few masters who are quite powerful. They need their skills to escort the artificial satellites to the sky."

Jiang Renyi said it seriously, and Liu Qingshan stopped discussing this topic with him.

Qigong fever is one of the characteristics of this era, not to mention Jiang Renyi, even those professors who Jiang Renyi went to college, some of them are convinced.

There are also officials at various levels who are also contributing to the flames, and the radio and newspapers are all pursuing and promoting positively, setting off a wave of Qigong practice among the whole people.

All kinds of exercises emerge one after another, and Liu Qingshan's brains are definitely more open than the authors of those Internet novels in the later generations for those strange and strange names of exercises.

Qigong masters go to the heavens and hide from the earth, and they are omnipotent: long-distance qigong cures and so on are all pediatrics.

It is said that the fire in Daxinganling was extinguished by a qigong master remotely. Can you believe that?

There is also the matter of water turning into oil, so there is no need to mention it.

This kind of wave is not something he can fight alone, and he doesn't want to be a fighter, he just needs to remind his relatives and friends not to be fooled.

Time will tell everything, and people will realize that all this is just a farce when the song is over.

When superstition is put on the cloak of science, you will find that science is stained with a demon.

Next, Liu Qingshan began to have a long talk with Jiang Renyi, and Liu Yinfeng was also listening.

I had lunch in the middle, and then continued to chat, and when the old hat and the others came back, the conversation continued.

Jiang Renyi's originally excited expression and restless heart have gradually calmed down.

When it was time to eat dinner, he said hilariously, "Boss, you are better than a Qigong master. Now I feel much better."

Can we not mention this, Liu Qingshan glared at him angrily: "Hurry up and buy a plane ticket tomorrow."

Jiang Renyi scratched his head: "Starting tomorrow, I will participate in the training class for overseas personnel."

Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "Didn't I already train you, or train you alone."

Going abroad during this period is very strict, and special counseling and training are required for those studying abroad.

One is to introduce and understand the situation there, and the other is to carry out ideological education. Don’t go out and don’t want to come back.

In fact, nearly half of the people who went out never came back.

As for air tickets, for Liu Qingshan, they are not too expensive. Two air tickets cost less than five hundred dollars, and only a few catties of morel mushrooms are worth it.

But for the vast majority of students studying abroad at that time, the price of the air ticket was already sky-high.

Fortunately, the air tickets for government-sponsored international students are all paid by the state, otherwise, few of them would be able to afford it.

The direct flight between the two countries started in [-], and some flights have been added in the past two years. Liu Yinfeng and Jiang Renyi's plane flew from the capital to San Francisco, stopping in Shanghai and Los Angeles, once a week.

After dinner, Liu Qingshan wanted to go out for a stroll, but was pulled by Jiang Renyi and chatted for half the night.

This guy has no place to live these days. He sleeps on the floor at a former colleague's house. There is less than a week left, so he simply lives here.

Liu Qingshan was used to getting up early, so the next day, he woke up as early as dawn, and Jiang Renyi, who was in the same room with him, also got up in a daze.

"Why are you getting up so early, sleep a little longer." Liu Qingshan muttered.

"I'm so excited in my head that I can't sleep."

Jiang Renyi put on his clothes, went out of the house with Liu Qingshan, and said in his mouth: "I will practice that dragon magic skill again. If I succeed, I will be able to receive your message directly in Los Angeles. Save on phone bills."

Information skills and the like were also a big school at that time. The students each had a pot on their heads, called the information pot, which they said could receive information from the universe.

"You better stop practicing, if you receive information from aliens, it will be troublesome to develop you into a spy on Earth."

Liu Qingshan felt that this guy was a bit obsessed.

It's better not to send people like this abroad, what if they infect international friends?

When we arrived in the yard, the old hat master was already stretching his legs and feet. When he saw Liu Qingshan, he waved to him:

"The yard is too small to use it. Let's go to the park for a walk."

So the three of them went out and ran to the park. Uncle Mao'er and Liu Qingshan couldn't get angry, only Jiang Renyi ran like a dog after a while, and kept laughing.

The closest to them is the Temple of Heaven Park, and there is no admission fee in the morning.

Entering the park, the air is still very fresh, covered by ancient cypresses.

To Liu Qingshan's surprise, there are more people doing morning exercises in the park than later generations.

These people include men and women, old and young, some workers in work clothes, some people in cadre uniforms, and there is a little chubby guy who looks like he is only ten years old, wearing a small vest.

Because she was too fat, her vest was stretched tightly.

Little fat people are rare these days, Liu Qingshan paid attention, and saw that little fat man was taking irregular horse gaits, and his two chubby little hands were pushing forward in front of him.

He raised his index finger and bent his other fingers. The muscles on his chubby face were slightly distorted, and he was still muttering with difficulty: "Get out, Fatty!"

It gave Liu Qingshan the feeling that he was shouting: Transform yourself, Ultraman!

Is this weight loss?

Liu Qingshan moved forward, and then heard a woman beside Xiaopangdun saying:

"Persevere, according to what the master said, expel all the fat in the body with Qi!"

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but be amazed: I have learned a lot, so it turns out that Qigong can also lose weight.

Little fat man, little fat man, if you run around the Temple of Heaven Park every day, you will definitely lose weight.

Take a closer look at those morning exercisers around, basically a dozen or dozens of people get together and practice the same exercise.

Watching and watching, Liu Qingshan saw a middle-aged aunt, lying on the ground for unknown reasons, her limbs twitching, this is a sudden illness, right?

Liu Qingshan hurried over: "Auntie, what's the matter with you, what's wrong with you, do you want to go to the hospital?"

The auntie opened her eyes suddenly, and gave Liu Qingshan a hard look: "I didn't see that I was practicing. I was interrupted by you at the critical moment of Sangong."

"If it weren't for my profound skills, I would have gone mad. If young people don't learn well, they will know how to meddle in their own business!"

Liu Qingshan was speechless: You've already gone mad, okay?

So he simply put the aunt down and told her to continue to convulse, Liu Qingshan saw the old hat master happily walking over, and pointed to his head:

"Xiao Shanzi, don't talk to them, these people are sick."

The aunt was displeased when she heard this: "Whoever practices Qigong is not sick, stay away, believe it or not, tell my master to perform qigong from a distance, and hit you straight away!"

"I'm so scared."

Old Mao'er raised his hands high in a gesture of surrender, then did a backflip, and slapped his back heavily on the flat ground.

The ground is covered with thick stone slabs, for ordinary people, it would be hard to fall, but Liu Qingshan knows that this is the iron mountain for their teacher to practice, and they always fall like this.

That aunt really thought it was the master who performed the gong from a distance: "Hmph, you believe it this time!"

Liu Qingshan also raised his head and looked up at the sky: I believed in you!

Chapter 417 There is such an operation

Old Mao'er led Liu Qingshan, and the two found a place where there were few people, and started to stand, and then they fought each other cracklingly.

Liu Qingshan is not yet the opponent of the uncle. After all, he has not practiced martial arts for two years. Although he is relatively diligent, there are some things that need time to slowly settle.

However, Lao Mao'er, this uncle, didn't look like an uncle at all, and his hands were merciless, and he threw Liu Qingshan several times, and his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

"Xiao Shanzi, you can't do this, the oil shuttle is white and short."

The old hat's injury has also risen from the physical to the spiritual level.

There is also a middle-aged man next to him who keeps making sarcastic remarks:

"It's been a long time, and you still practice this kind of clumsy and stupid moves. Come on, practice Qigong with me. Ours is called Xiantian Wujigong."

"I hit out with one palm, and through this big pillar, I can directly hit the person on the other side of the pillar."

The old hat couldn't stand it anymore, and began to roll up his arms and sleeves:

"Come, come, let's make gestures, my idiot will master your innate infinite skills today!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "I practice Qigong to strengthen my body, cure diseases and save lives. How can I fight with a rough person like you."

Seeing that the veins on the uncle's forehead were twitching, Liu Qingshan hurriedly dragged him away, muttering: "Uncle, we are not his opponents. Once he works, he can send satellites into space." , we don't have the ability."

As he was walking, he saw a group of people in front of him suddenly commotion, shouting: "Master Hu is here, Master Hu is here!"

I saw an old man in his sixties, wearing a yellow and white silk trousers and jacket, walking slowly.

He has silver hair and a rosy complexion, and he really has a bit of fairy air.

"Hey, Master Shit, he used to be a little apprentice doing tricks on the flyover outside the park."

Uncle Mao'er spat out, obviously knowing what Master Hu was up to.

The middle-aged man who practiced innate Wuji Kung just happened to run past Lao Mao'er and stopped abruptly, obviously hearing what Lao Mao'er said.

"What do you look at, believe it or not, I will fight with your master!"

Old Mao's temperament is far worse than that of the dumb grandfather. He acts rashly, gets angry when he wants to get angry, and fights when he wants to fight.

The middle-aged man ran a few more steps, ran up to Master Hu, called him Master, and then said something in a low voice, pointing at the old hat from time to time.

"Master, this group of people are all insane, let's ignore them." Liu Qingshan was a little scared.

It wasn't because of anything else, he was mainly afraid that the old hat master would do something, what if he really beat that master to death?