Chapter 28 Seeing the Micro-Knowledge

Lei Xing touched his head and smiled shyly: "In fact, before you, Qingniao did not have the position of head coach at all, but in the coming period of time, it happens to be the member unit of the International Fitness Alliance once every three years. My elder sister thinks that Qingniao has developed too fast recently, which is a little too attracting attention. I'm afraid of being I secretly stumbling, so I discussed with me to prepare for a rainy day and find a master to sit here in case of sudden accidents.

"I thought about going back to Beijing in a few days to find my master and ask him to find a master among his old friends, but I happened to meet you, which saved me a lot of energy."

Lei Xing smiled. At this time, the elevator had reached the top floor, and the figures showed that it was on the 49th floor. Wang Chan didn't pay attention to it before, but now he knew that the Bluebird Building was so high.

Da Yan fifty, Tian Yan forty-nine. The number of seventy-seven... It seems that the eldest sister of Lei Xing is also an unusual woman. She actually knows that if things are full, she will lose, and if she loses every month, she will make a profit. It is not that this building can't be built higher, but the number of forty-nine is already the ultimate. No matter how much or less, it is, there are always a lot of changes and vitality!

"Did you find a lot of Mr. Kanyu when you built this building?"

"No way, boss, can you even guess this? To tell you the truth, my elder sister is the most old-fashioned. She is simply the same as my old man. She has a bad temper and hard temper, and she is also obsessed with feng shui. When she was young, she used to study Yili under a famous Yixue University in the capital, so when she built this Bluebird Building later, she didn't care about the choice. Almost all the site and design are made by her alone.

As they spoke, the two of them walked out of the elevator door. In front of them was an antique sandalwood porch. There were eight small porcelain jars below, all of which were crystal clear, like mutton fat and white jade. There were a lot of red goldfish in it, swimming around. Several pink lotus flowers blooming on the surface of the mouth of the tank in turn, and three or five lotus leaves floated. Floating, the eyes are full of elegance.

After bypassing a large porch, the whole 49th floor is fully displayed. The decoration style here is a real "Chinese style", Taishi chair, eight immortal table, red lanterns hanging high, ink landscape, broken ink freehand brushwork, jade porcelain, a variety of eyes, and the ground is still covered with a whole blanket that falls into the depth of the feet.

Before taking a few steps forward, a young man in a snow-white karate suit strode in front of him. This young man is in his twenties. He has a tall figure and the muscles on his legs are particularly well-proportioned. He walks like a wind. His eyes are shining and bright. At first glance, he is similar to thunder punishment, and he specializes in leg skills.

"Mr. Lei!" The young man first bowed to the thunder, and then said, "The president has been waiting for you in the office for a while. Please go in as soon as you come."

After saying that, he looked at himself again. Wang Chan, who was not surprised, looked at it vigorously, and then frowned tightly: "Is this the head coach introduced by Mr. Lei to our blue bird? I'm Wu Jie, I don't know which school you are from, and what kind of kung fu you have practiced?

Between the words, the voice was cold and rude, and the eyes of Wang Chan showed a slight disdain.

"Cut, Wu Jie, what are you doing to eat, a little karate coach, you say you always run to the top floor, what are you doing? The person I introduced, do you use it to cross-examination? Hurry up and don't stand here to stand in the way.

Hearing the contempt in his words, before Wang Chan could speak, Lei Xing had already stared at each other and scolded rudely in front of Wang Chan, an "outsperson". He didn't intend to leave a face for Wu Jie at all.

"Mr. Lei is the president's younger brother. Naturally, he is qualified to introduce people to Qingniao, but Mr. Lei should not forget that our Qingniao has more than a dozen martial arts halls, big and small, and each of them has someone to take the position of head coach, which is bound to get it." Wu Jie's face was pale, and he snorted coldly in his nose. He glanced at Wang Chan. Although he turned around and walked away, the hostility revealed by the expression on his face and words was really clear.

"This person also wants to be the head coach!" Wang Chan suddenly stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it gently on his upper and lower lips, feeling that the blue bird was really interesting.

"This man is a coach of our karate martial arts school. He is typically dissatisfied with his desire. When he sees a beautiful woman, he can't walk. It turned out that Zhou Lin's daughter was entangled by him when she first came. Now she doesn't know what he was thinking about. She actually paid attention to my sister, so she ran upstairs again. If you don't pee and take a picture of yourself, he deserves it!

Going further, Wang Chan noticed the changes in the surrounding environment and space. Although it is still an orthodox traditional decoration style, the more you go in, the more delicate the decoration in front of you will be. What you see along the way are mostly carved doors and windows made of mahogany. The style is gradually close to the exquisiteness and gorgeousness of the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Although it is not as simple as the Changle Palace in the Red Sleeve Forest, the pattern here is closer to the rich and beautiful style described in the ancient books. The place is not big, but the sparrow is small and full of internal organs. .

Especially some calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls along the way, and the vases and antiques placed on the corner corridor are all faintly ejecting a calming elegant atmosphere.

"It feels very comfortable here!" Wang Chan looked at it once and was secretly surprised by the master's chest here: "It's also from a family. It seems that the owner who hasn't met him is not a little bit better than thunder punishment."

"It's all my elder sister's own hands. Her surname is Xi Shanshui. Originally, she didn't want to come out to contact these commercial things, but there was nothing she could do. The old man didn't dare to listen to a word, so when she was building the building, she specially left the top floor for herself, saying that it was quiet in the middle of the noise. However, what is the true meaning of the landscape? In a word, my eldest sister is a weirdo. You must be careful when you see her later. Don't offend the boss before going to work, otherwise I can't save you.

Lei Xing said and stretched out his hand to open a door, which was a very large living room.

At a glance, Wang Chan saw an eight-foot large "middle hall" hanging on the opposite wall.

There is only a big word "Tao" written on it like a silver hook. This word is a few feet square, and the ink is dripping. Although it is written on paper, it suddenly falls on Wang Chan's eyes like a huge black dragon, winding in the clouds, with rare horns, as if to jump directly from the wall into the eyes.

"Good words!" Wang Chan's face suddenly changed, "If I can write this word to this extent, I'm afraid I'm already a master-level figure, especially this word. The wind and bone are natural, in one go, the good and bad are still secondary, but the rare thing is the artistic conception reflected in this word."

"Oh, Mr. Wang is actually a person in this way. It's rare to see the artistic conception of this word. This is a book written to me by one of my teachers who know what I want to do before leaving the capital to help me hold my breath and calm down. There are many people who have come to me in the past, but only Mr. Wang can tell the truth, but Lei Ting is a little neglecting.

Hearing Wang Chan's words, a low exclamation suddenly came from the inside of the reception room, and then a figure flashed, and a woman suddenly turned out from behind an eight-screened landscape screen. The woman's face was cold, and she was wearing a relatively loose black suit. Her long hair was tied on the top of her head. She inserted it horizontally with a long silver hairpin and bulged high, looking like a female Taoist priest who became a monk in ancient times.

Although it gives people a strange feeling, in the ancient room of the ancient county, there is still a hearty Taoist character hanging on the wall. I don't know why I always feel that the cold and solemn woman in front of me has an indescribable temperament.

At this time, Wang Chan had shifted his attention from the calligraphy and painting on the wall to the woman in front of him.

He has been practicing hard for more than 20 years. In terms of the strength of qi and blood, he has long been regarded as a real master of boxing martial arts, so he looks very different from ordinary people.

Ordinary people only look at the surface of the skin, but Wang Chan looks at people directly through the skin. In his eyes, he no longer stays in the ordinary observation of fur, but follows the direction of qi and blood circulation. At a glance, he can look at people's muscles, bones, qi and blood, and physical quality.

The woman named Lei Ting standing in front of him is well-proportioned, neither fat or thin, neither tall or short. Her face is white with a stream of light, warm as water, and her breath is small and long. Between a breath, it is like a trickle, long and powerful. As soon as she hears it in her ears, she knows that this person is proficient in some of the inner boxing. The method, and the attainment is not low.

In addition, the skin color of her right hand is obviously slightly darker than that of her left hand, and her five fingers are also slightly thick and powerful. There is also a thick layer of cocoons in the tiger's mouth. From time to time, a pair of cold light radiates from her eyes. At a glance, you can guess that the sister of thunder is still a master of swordsmanship.

With a flash of light in Wang Chan's eyes, he immediately saw some subtle characteristics of Lei Ting's body in his eyes, and also had some preliminary understanding of this woman.

Although he has not specially practiced swords, Wang Chan is good at big guns, which are also cold weapons that extend outside the body. Of course, he knows that people who practice equipment and blades will be reflected in different places because of the different force points.

For those who practice swords all year round, the tiger's mouth and five-finger ends of the sword will be ground out of a hard cocoon.

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