Chapter 102 Memory

Both Mr. Qu San and Yu Deyi were stunned and said, "Do you say that Zhang Xiaohu only borrows one copy every day, and repays it on time the next day, and then borrows another copy? Or does it mean that you have no purpose to borrow one copy?"

The manager nodded and said yes.

Mr. Qu thought for a while, but he didn't know the point. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll just ask him one day. You are just a registration. The boxing and knife scores in it are not a hot topic. He is also a martial arts school now. Just look at it. I know this. You have done a good job and pay more attention in the future. You can go down."

The manager was praised by Master Qu San and left happily.

When the manager left, Master Qu San asked Yu Deyi: "What do you think?"

Yu Deyi smiled and said to Master Qu San, "Did Uncle Qu have already made a decision, but he still has to take care of his nephew?"

Master Qu San smiled and said nothing.

Yu Deyi continued: "Zhang Xiaohu borrowed the boxing scores for his younger brother. Although his younger brother was born with magical power, he could not practice martial arts in this life. Looking at those boxing scores is nothing more than a pleasure. Let him read them. Even if the boxing scores in this library are all read, can this boxing score that is widely circulated in the martial arts world create a martial arts master? If this is the case, wouldn't that be more likely to learn advanced martial arts than anyone else? If a boxing score is changed only in a month, I suspect that Zhang Xiaohu's younger brother is really practicing martial arts or thinking about boxing, but one book a day is just a blind opening to pass the time? Thinking about him lying bored in the house, or ignoring words, it is better for me to read the book and enjoy it. He can only look at the graphics of the boxing scores, just look at the picture album."

Master Qu San smiled and gave a thumbs up and said, "You have made great progress. You can get the most logical conclusions when you associate a lot of information. It's very good."

Yu Deyi said modestly: "Uncle praised it, it was just asymmetry of information, which made the library manager suspicious. This manager is still good, and he is cautious enough."

Mr. Qu San said: "Deyi, you are right. What is the most important thing in this world? Information. With information, it is comparable to peerless martial arts."

The two of them looked at each other and laughed loudly, and they were so confident.

But, is this the real situation?

not necessarily!?

What is Zhang Xiaohua doing?

He was worried about so many complete boxing techniques in his mind.

It’s funny to think about it. Some time ago, I was still worried about not being able to remember a complete set of boxing. Now, the situation is completely reversed, and I am worried about so many complete boxing techniques.

My original purpose was to learn more boxing techniques, link them together, and form a complete set of boxing techniques. Now that I have remembered so many complete boxing techniques, how can I link them all together?

Worry.

Now Xiaohua's injuries have improved, and her arms will not hurt even if they move occasionally. At this moment, she is sitting on the kang, looking at the roof boredly in a daze. After reading the new boxing book, she threw it aside.

Zhang Xiaohu is still practicing boxing, and it is really a model of keeping his fist in his hands and mouth.

After thinking for a long time, he didn't come up with a good solution. Zhang Xiaohua had to give up temporarily. His attention was then shifted from the roof to Zhang Xiaohu's boxing technique. Suddenly, he was stunned, and his heart moved, and he shouted: "Second brother, why don't you hit Liuhe boxing?"

When Zhang Xiaohu heard Zhang Xiaohua call him, he stopped, touched his sweat, and said with a smile: "I have not only practiced Liuhequan a few days ago. You just didn't care. I also felt it when I heard you last time. I may not be as proficient in other boxing techniques as Liuhequan, but I can also refer to it after learning it."

Zhang Xiaohua said happily: "My second brother's martial arts skills are a step further. I'm envious. How did my boxing improve? I really scratch my head. By the way, I saw that your boxing skills looked very familiar just now, as if they were Nanzhiquan."

Zhang Xiaohu was stunned and said, "How do you know?"

Then he woke up: "Oh, you have read this boxing guide."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded and said, "The second book you brought for me is the Nanzhiquan boxing brochure. Of course, I was deeply impressed."

Zhang Xiaohu said: "A martial artist in the martial arts school is proficient in this Nanzhiquan. I heard that this Nanzhiquan has more defense and less attack, so I learned from him to learn from him."

"Oh, that's it." Zhang Xiaohua thought about it and said, "Second brother, can you hit it from beginning to end and slowly, I want to see."

Zhang Xiaohu said: "Of course, you can watch it."

After saying that, he started fighting and after a few moves, he asked, "How fast is this?"

Zhang Xiaohua frowned and said, "Slow down."

So Zhang Xiaohu slowed down again and slowly punched Nanzhi Fist.

But when he finished the fight, Zhang Xiaohua's brows frowned even more, and her face was particularly confused.

Zhang Xiaohu couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong, Xiaohua, is my boxing technique different from what is recorded in the boxing score?"

Zhang Xiaohua said in wonder: "Second brother, it's not different, but it's too consistent."

Zhang Xiaohu said strangely: "It's unanimous, why is it not good?"

Zhang Xiaohua said: "Second brother, you don't understand, but I don't understand. You still remember that the boxing techniques I learned before were rarely the same as those of others. They all have subtle differences in the moves of the tutors in my memory, but why are the ones learned from boxing books exactly the same as those of the boxing books? I have a very strange feeling."

Zhang Xiaohu said: "It's really strange that you learn boxing. Who doesn't learn the same boxing tips? You hope it's different. What do you feel?"

Zhang Xiaohua smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know either. In short, it just feels something is wrong."

"Well, if something is wrong, it's wrong. Let's talk about it tomorrow. It's too late today, so it's better to go to bed early." Zhang Xiaohu said unhappily, not caring about Zhang Xiaohua's words.

When Zhang Xiaohu blew out the oil lamp, Zhang Xiaohua still had no sleepiness. She stared in the darkness and carefully searched for the disharmonious feeling in her mind until midnight arrived.

In the next few days, Zhang Xiaohua didn't understand what was wrong. He simply threw this feeling aside, concentrating on memory of the boxing score and working hard to read the basic course "Shuowen Jiezi". Under Li Jinfeng's wise decision, Zhang Xiaohua was able to independently learn this "most basic" enlightenment book. The thick one had been learned halfway through him. Li Jinfeng also curled his lips secretly and said, "This guy is really not an ordinary person. He can recite "Shuowen Jiezizi" half. If he said it to the scholars in the academy, they wouldn't let them all jump into the well in shame? But should I jump into the well? Of course not. If it weren't for me, a wise man, how could this guy realize his potential? I have made great contributions."

In fact, Zhang Xiaohua was reading about the study of "Shuowen Jiezi" at this time. Li Jinfeng had already put a burden on Zhang Xiaohua and had actually read some of the books he had read in the academy. He said shyly: "This is all learned by enlightenment children."

When Zhang Xiaohua retorted that she hadn't seen the school children learn this in Guozhuang, Li Jinfeng always sneered and said, "In Guozhuang, that is the education level of Guozhuang, and in Pingyang City, it is the education level of Pingyang City. Many people squeezed their heads and sent their children to Pingyang City to study. What is the purpose of? It is because the allocation of educational resources is uneven. Pingyang City has a high level of education. Not to mention that there are many academic schools and local students in Pingyang City. Children who come here to enlighten the school have more opportunities to study in a better college. Even if the books of enlightenment are not available in other places, you have the opportunity to study, but you still don't concentrate on studying, and you are still thinking about other things here. Think about your desire to read when you were young, and then think about the children who want to study like you now. Are you embarrassed to not study hard?"

Zhang Xiaohua was knocked down by these words. Thinking about it, she seemed really "tragic". Her childhood without studying was increasingly motivated by Li Jinfeng, and she studied hard, so she was almost like she was hanging her head and stabbing her head. Of course, this was because Li Jinfeng watched him hurt, so she did not take action.

There are gains when you have to make efforts. In an inhuman learning environment, Zhang Xiaohua has achieved extremely excellent results. Although she has not passed the exam, from the fact that when he talks to Li Jinfeng on weekdays, he quotes classics and makes an idiom from time to time, it is difficult to see that he was still an illiterate person a month or two ago. Now his childish face has a gentle temperament, and his eyes are often exposed to the light of wisdom. Anyone who sees him will think that he is a student who has achieved success in his studies.

These are just some appearances, and are known to Li Jinfeng and Zhang Xiaohu. As for his achievements in boxing scores, it is even more incredible. At first, Zhang Xiaohu still borrowed one by one, but later the manager of the library showed some fatigue and asked him to borrow two at a time. He thought that he would delay him for two days, but Zhang Xiaohu came to return the book the next day, and the manager was speechless. He thought about this matter, and he had already reported to Mr. Qu San. Since Mr. Qu did not say anything, he had to be unlucky. Just record more, just think that he had been resting a few years ago. He paid a little interest this year and stopped talking about it. If Zhang Xiaohu borrowed one or two books, he would still be unable to stop every day.

In fact, Zhang Xiaohu himself was also puzzled. At first, he thought Zhang Xiaohua was really reading boxing books and remembering them seriously, because after all, he had discussed Nanzhiquan with him, but later he came to see his boxing books only when it was almost late. When he was at the light, he threw them aside and didn't make gestures (well, Zhang Xiaohua wanted to gesture, but he had to be able to gesture). This was not a boxing song. It was said that he was reading picture albums, so it was appropriate to pass the time.

When he started to take two books, Zhang Xiaohua was still reading one after another. After reading it, she threw it on the kang. Zhang Xiaohu confirmed his guess. His younger brother must be passing the boring time, or looking for boxing techniques that suit him to practice, and practiced after the injury was healed. He wanted to say a few words to him to make him a little serious, but when he thought that the injury was healed, Zhang Xiaohua would find that he could not practice martial arts. Zhang Xiaohu couldn't open his mouth, "Forget it, let him go." Zhang Xiaohu thought to himself: "I just went to the library to borrow books, just to exercise. He could read books like this, but it was best to be annoyed when he looked at it. He didn't want to practice martial arts in the future, so he fulfilled Li Jinfeng's wish and read the top scorer. That would be good."

However, after thinking about it, Zhang Xiaohua will find that she cannot practice martial arts. How should she comfort him?

It's a headache to think about it.

Time flies, and under everyone's care, Zhang Xiaohua's injuries gradually improve. The doctor in the clinic also comes to change his dressings regularly to check the recovery of his bones. When the weather gets colder, the wrist injury has improved greatly, and the breakage of the palm and fingers is still recovering normally. However, Zhang Xiaohua's occasionally moves, and it doesn't hurt very much. Due to Zhang Xiaohu's careful care, Zhang Xiaohua's bones did not grow in a mess or become crooked, which satisfied the doctor who examined it. In fact, Zhang Xiaohua's injury this time was also extremely dangerous. After receiving the advice of Qu Sanye, the doctor did not say it clearly. Yu Deyi's internal strength of the purple clay palm is

It is extraordinary. If ten percent hit Zhang Xiaohua's fist without internal force protection, Zhang Xiaohua's fist will definitely be shattered by internal force, and there is no possibility of being connected again. Zhang Xiaohua's right hand is really useless, and Yu Deyi just borrowed Zhang Xiaohua's fist to suppress the force, but only 20% of the internal force hit Zhang Xiaohua's fist. As a result, the wrist, finger, and bones on the palm of his hand were cracked, which was not just a break at the joints. Therefore, although Zhang Xiaohua's hand was not completely destroyed, he could not use force. If he used too much force, he would definitely break the bones that grew again, so it could not be said to be a martial arts practice.

Therefore, when Zhang Xiaohua asked the doctor again when he could box, the doctor frowned and thought for a while before saying, "Wait a minute, and then I'll talk about it later. When the weather is completely cold, you may be able to box. However, you must remember that no matter whether you are boxing or working in the past three to five years, you must not use force, otherwise the bone will break."

When Zhang Xiaohua heard that it was getting cold, she was able to punch. She was extremely happy. As for those who could not use force for three to five years, she was not impressed and she just gestured gently.

So he waited for the cold weather every day.

Zhang Xiaohu on the side was naturally very happy to see his younger brother getting better day by day, but another thought annoyed him.

It has been four months since I left Guozhuang, and I have never sent a message to my family. Thinking of the way my father and mother were looking forward to it, Zhang Xiaohu was very anxious. When he first came, he and his brother were not placed in, nor did he expect to send a message to his family. Then his brother was injured, so he could not let his family know that his brother's injuries are very good now, so he should report to his family that he is safe, but he has no relatives in Pingyang City, and he does not know anyone else, and he does not know who has returned to Lu Town. How should this message be returned?

As Zhang Xiaohua's injuries improved, his study entered a new stage. His "Mr. King" Li Jinfeng no longer came every day. Now it only appears every few days. Every time he comes, he brings a lot of "enlightenment" books for Zhang Xiaohua to read, and asks Zhang Xiaohua about difficult questions when reading, and answers them one by one. In fact, in addition to reading, Zhang Xiaohua has always practiced writing. Every time Zhang Xiaohua also wrote for Li Jinfeng to read. Every time Li Jinfeng asked Zhang Xiaohua about reading, he saw that he wrote more and more rounded and mature words, he would smash the mouth. No objection. Zhang Xiaohua didn't know what he meant, but he just felt that it might not be good. Brother Li was embarrassed to say that he would be more attentive in his future study.

But Zhang Xiaohua didn't know that every time Li Jinfeng came to supervise Zhang Xiaohua's study, he was a frustrated journey of self-confidence being hit by Zhang Xiaohua. Every time he saw Zhang Xiaohua's great progress, he couldn't help but whistle to the sky: "Why do you have a bright future after you have been born in Yu~~", is this the legendary genius? This really makes normal people feel heartbroken.

What made Li Jinfeng most distressed or excited was that the basic tutorial of "Shuowen Jiezi" had long been translated by Zhang Xiaohua. These are all people who are practicing literature. Li Jinfeng couldn't imagine that the person who recited the dictionary could only be a fierce and powerful person.

When Li Jinfeng asked how to memorize it, Zhang Xiaohua looked at it for granted. It was really difficult at the beginning, but later things were recombined with the previous words and remembered them carefully. In the last stage, he read them more than ten pages together. Li Jinfeng opened the book "Shuowen Jiezi" again and confirmed that he had not taken the wrong one.

Of course, he was also very happy about the correctness of his method, fantasizing that he could find a preschool education student in the future, which seemed promising part-time job.

Zhang Xiaohua didn't know Li Jinfeng's idea at all. He just thought that he had done what ordinary children in Pingyang City would do. There was no joy. His like was deeply hidden in the boxing script.

The fist scores in the library have been borrowed by Zhang Xiaohu. In other words, Zhang Xiaohua read all the fist scores in the Lotus Escort Agency martial arts hall. At this time, Zhang Xiaohua had already remembered more than a hundred sets of fist techniques that are circulating in the world today. Each set is a complete version and is not missing. Zhang Xiaohua's memory during this period has not disappointed Zhang Xiaohua. Now Zhang Xiaohua wakes up in the morning and no longer recalls the fist scores of the day since he always knows that as long as he wants to, that little figure will play the fist scores he wants to know from beginning to end at any time.

In addition to being unable to do boxing, Zhang Xiaohua is very satisfied with her current life. She has three meals a day. Yu Deyi did not deduct the quality of her meals because of Zhang Xiaohua's injury, which made Zhang Xiaohua have a good impression of him. Occasionally, Yu Deyi came to her room to visit Zhang Xiaohua, and Zhang Xiaohua was also kind and didn't feel resentful as she was at the beginning. Now I think Yu Deyi was really careless. Although the consequences of this accidental accident were a bit serious, it seems that Li Jinfeng said that these playboys have these minor problems. Compared with others, at least his apology attitude and actions are much better. For example, those people in Lu Town, who have always been very resentful.

Once compared, Zhang Xiaohua naturally no longer hated Yu Deyi, let alone because of the injury, she actually read countless boxing scripts. Thinking of these, Zhang Xiaohua dreamed of laughing.
Chapter completed!