its 072: Xia Jie's advice

Gong Ping was shocked, but then realized that it was Xia Jie's voice. He couldn't help smiling and said, "It's a little awkward for you to ask me such a question in that place, right?"

"The picture is hung on the wall." Xia Jie casually made a joke and came out of the bathroom. How's it going? Is it comfortable?"

"If anyone dares to say that it's uncomfortable here, it's just that they can't help but enjoy the imperial treatment at ordinary times." Gong Ping patted the soft bed and said. When did you arrive?"

"It's been a while." Xia Jie said, "When you are about to finish practicing boxing."

"What?" Gong Ping was stunned, and then smiled bitterly, "Good boy, it turns out that you were watching me at that time. Where did you come in?

Xia Jie smiled and pointed to the window: "At first, I peeked at you out of the window. After you left, I came in from there."

Gong Ping looked at the window and shook his head and sighed, "I didn't do anything about privacy, otherwise I would be embarrassed."

"It doesn't matter." Xia Jie shrugged his shoulders and said, "If there is any eye sore, I will avoid it as soon as possible."

"Your mouth is quite powerful." Gong Ping smiled and said, "It's like I should say sorry to you after being peeped."

"If you want, that's fine." Xia Jie looked indifferent.

"Are you leaving now?" Gong Ping decided not to quarrel with him again.

Xia Jie nodded: "Every day at this time, Wang Liangpeng almost got up and will go out for morning tea in a while, and you can just see him. Let's go."

With that, he opened the small satte bag he was carrying and took out two sets of clothes, two wigs, and a fake beard. Gong Ping looked at it and nodded admiringly, "It's really yours. It's so thoughtful."

"You are our trump card. It's better not to let them notice in advance." As Xia Jie spoke, he put a wig on his head, then helped Gong Ping put on another one, and then helped Gong Ping stick his fake beard on it. Gong Ping looked in front of the mirror and found that he didn't know some people in the mirror. He couldn't help nodding and praising: "Such a fraud is completely different from before."

When he admired himself in front of the mirror, Xia Jie had also glued his beard, changed his clothes, and threw another set to Gong Ping: "Come on, if you want to disguise, you have to be thorough."

Gong Ping hurriedly dressed and accidentally found that this suit was a perfect fit. Looking at Xia Jie, he couldn't help but have more admiration for this mysterious guy.

He took Gong Ping out of the room and walked all the way, scaring many servants. Several shrewd people immediately notified Lei Wei. Lei Wei rushed over in front of them, stopped them, looked at them carefully, and smiled: "It's better to go out and change clothes next time."

"Don't be so stingy." Xia Jie smiled and waved to Lei Wei, "But is it just your place?"

"I'm not stingy." Lei Wei shook his head, and his face was still as peaceful as usual. If you are seen by the servant, your disguise will be in vain.

"But didn't every servant hire you after you investigated it yourself?" Xia Jie smiled and said, "Viagra, I have confidence in you."

"I don't think people like you will easily place their safety on others." Lei Wei said lightly, "It's better to be careful. I'm not a god. If I'm a human, I will make mistakes."

"You know, what I admire most is you." Xia Jie motioned Gong Ping to follow him. When he passed Lei Wei, he whispered, "People who can realize that they have weaknesses are often strong. Don't worry, just once, don't do it again.

"Be careful of the ten-thousand-year-old ship." A faint smile appeared on Lei Wei's face.

"These two guys are not ordinary people." Yun said in Gong Ping's ear that Gong Ping nodded slightly and couldn't help thinking, "With this kind of subordinate, the old man will also be afraid of the victory league. It can be seen that the other party is not just a mob of rogue gangsters. Gong Ping, be careful of everything. It's not good to be coquettish if you can't hit the fox.

He left Chengfu along the small door in the backyard. Gong Ping was pulled into a very ordinary, semi-new and old silver car by Xia Jie. This kind of car can be seen everywhere on the street at any time, which is an extremely inconspicuous type. Xia Jie started the car. Gong Ping thought that the car would drive away. Unexpectedly, after the car started steadily, it slowly accelerated, just like the feeling of an ordinary driver when driving.

"I thought your driving skills would be like a racing driver." Gong Ping said his feelings directly. He had a good impression on Xia Jie. Although his relationship was still shallow, he already had the feeling that he could talk to him.

"There is no need to show technology when it is not necessary." Xia Jie said, "It's like not going to the ring, and there's no need to practice boxing in front of others."

"Hey, you took the initiative to peek." Gong Ping corrected it immediately. Xia Jie smiled and said, "I didn't say you. I just said what I thought. And isn't this example easier for you to understand?

"The old man said that with your kung fu, it is no problem to participate in the world-class fighting competition." Gong Ping asked. When you are free, teach me a few hands.

"You also played well with those punches." Xia Jie said. How long have you studied?

"It didn't take long." Gong Ping said honestly, "About a month or two, right?"

"Genius." Xia Jie sighed, "I thought you had studied for at least a year. Your coach should also be very good.

"Yes." Gong Ping nod his head and then hurriedly explained, "I'm talking about my coach."

"You are the same." Xia Jie drove his car onto the endless road. "Why did you choose to learn boxing at the beginning?"

"Because I have been besieged by bad young people and suffered some small losses, I want to learn a self-defense technology, so that I won't be able to protect myself when I encounter such a thing in the future." Gong Ping answered very honestly, "I'm not young. My whole body's muscles and bones are hard. Other martial arts have relatively higher requirements for the body, and they are also more complicated. In terms of practicality, boxing is better. It's quick to get started, simple and practical."

"Straight, hook, swing, three kinds of boxing, plus deformation everywhere." Xia Jie nodded, "Yes, in terms of attack technology, boxing is really simple and easy to get started. However, this kind of fighting skill is more effective in one-to-many, but it is not practical when dealing with many enemies, and this kind of fighting skill developed as a ring fighting skill has only studied one-to-single tactics from the beginning, and there is no research on group warfare. If you want to protect yourself, you'd better learn traditional martial arts. In fact, real martial arts do not have high requirements for the body. Those things that kick over the head and fly into the air are just modern martial arts performances, not kung fu.

"Whwu shu is not very demanding on the body?" Gong Ping heard about this theory for the first time, and he couldn't help but be curious: "But I heard that you have to start practicing martial arts from a child, otherwise it's impossible to become a master at all? What else is there to do? It must be from an early age..."

"That's all nonsense, with rumors." Xia Jie shook his head and said, "Martial arts is a fighting skill that people in troubled times rely on to survive, and modern society is becoming more and more stable, so people no longer need it, so they are more and more unfamiliar with it. The so-called children's skills refer to kung fu that can only be effective by maintaining a child's body, but to a set of kung fu suitable for children, or starting to practice kung fu from childhood.

"So that's it." Gong Ping nodded thoughtfully, "I always thought that Tongzigong is a kind of kung fu that is infinitely powerful as long as you keep the body of a boy."

"Many martial artists also deliberately misinterpret the original meaning of martial arts, and deify it in order to raise their status or deceive martial arts practitioners with more money." Xia Jie said, "In fact, martial arts are very simple, nothing more than attack and defense."

"This is the same as boxing." Gong Ping said.

"That's right." Xia Jie nod and said, "The fighting skills in the world are actually the same, only the word attack and defense. Real martial arts, fists, legs, elbows, knees, head, shoulders, back, arms and buttocks can fight against the enemy. Ropes, sharp blades, benches, buckets, and belts can all be used as weapons. At the beginning of its birth, it was to deal with countless enemies on the battlefield, so it has a very in-depth study of group warfare. If you really want to fight against ten, you still need to learn martial arts. "

"What you said makes me care about it." Gong Ping looked at Xia Jie and said with a smile, "You come from a martial arts family. Teach me when you have time."

"Good." Xia Jie nod, "When I have time, I'll teach you some basic skills first to improve your flexibility and strength."

"Basic skills?" Gong Ping nodded, "What I'm best at is practicing basic skills."

"Then you definitely have the quality to become a master." Xia Jie nodded in surprise, "Because any master is a person with extremely solid basic skills. The basic skills are not good. No matter how good the technology is, the experience is rich, and the theory is sufficient, it can't become a real master after all.

"It seems that I will eat more bitterness of tendons and meat in the future." Gong Ping said half jokingly. Xia Jie smiled and said nothing more. More than ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of a Cantonese restaurant. Xia Jie looked at his watch and nodded slightly before nine o'clock: "The time is just right. Come on."

Gong Ping followed Xia Jie out of the car and walked into the restaurant. The restaurant opened very early, and there were many guests in it. Many guests spoke Mandarin with a strong Cantonese accent. Xia Jie found a table in the corner and sat down, took the menu handed over by the waiter, and smiled at Gong Ping.

"South sweet and northern salty, I don't know if you can get used to the food here. What would you like?"

"Don't make it difficult for me." Gong Ping hurriedly waved his hand, "I don't know much about Cantonese cuisine, and I don't know anything. Besides, I have already eaten in the morning. Come by yourself."

"Then let's have a soup." After Xia Jie ordered for Gong Ping, he ordered a few snacks and a soup by himself. When the waiter took their list and went down to prepare the food, Xia Jie gave Gong Ping a wince.

"Here we go."