Chapter 118

"Do you know how many mistakes you made just now?" Qiu Wuji squatted beside Chu Ge, covering up the ripples in his heart with a lazy tone.

Chu Ge lay there lifeless and muttered: "You know... If you are decisive, you will be in vain, if you hesitate, you will be defeated... I can just chew it at the speed of light..."

In the end, the voice was only audible to myself.

As a result, Qiu Wuji didn't know whether he really heard it or just guessed it. He actually responded with a sneer: "If you chewed off that pig's mouth just now, you would only be able to chew it on the floor."

Chu Ge thought it might be the case, so he kept his head silent and didn't answer.

The difference in strength is too big. What's the use of knocking her over when she's not prepared? She can't control it.

Qiu Wuji pulled him up with a smile and patted the non-existent dust: "Your mistake was that you suppressed the person but did not hold the waist. The waist strength is the most important thing to rely on at this time. Once the waist When restrained, the effect is more powerful than using hands and feet.”

Everyone in Chugo is stupid, you...are you teaching me how to force you?

Qiu Wuji said as if nothing had happened: "This is to teach you how to defeat the enemy. Who is as full of messy things as you?"

Chu Ge was very ashamed: "Remember."

Qiu Wuji said lightly: "In view of your shameless and cowardly performance, I think it's cute; your courage to actively resist for the first time, I think it's fierce. Both are worthy of praise, so I continue to teach."

Chu Ge subconsciously took a defensive stance.

A jade finger passed through his defense without any hindrance and touched his eyebrow: "If I want to beat you, you'd better stop struggling..."

Chu Ge: "..."

With a single pointer, the full set of Tianshan plum-breaking skills and techniques of energy movement were clearly imprinted in my mind.

As expected, there was no need for his obscene teachings, nor for Qiu Wuji's practical beatings.

Just like the golden bell, the immortal touches my head, it's that simple.

Chu Ge didn't want to cheat like this before, and he dreamed of being taught by a beautiful master. This time he felt relieved: "Well, should I practice the routine by myself?"

Qiu Wuji hooked his hand and said, "Sparring with me."

"!!!" Chu Ge turned around and ran away.

Qiu Wuji grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him back.

The small rental house soon echoed with continuous screams: "Master, I was wrong, Master..."

"What's wrong?"

Isn't it your fault that you were called sister-in-law today, but that was caused by the pictures you allowed others to post on Weibo. Who would have thought of such a big deal at that time... Then you kept looking for excuses to hit me.

Chu Ge felt that he was wronged just like Dou E.

But when it comes to fighting, it doesn't quite count. She is really sparring.

"I ask you where you went wrong, what are you thinking about?" Qiu Wuji said angrily: "What you did just now should have been turned around, and you should have flicked your finger on my wrist to force me to stop, and then followed with your left hand, like this..."

Delicate hands shuttled back and forth, and their hands intertwined with each other, like colorful butterflies dancing on plum blossoms, stopping on the branches, unable to leave.

"In the end, we can reach this stalemate, instead of being twisted like a chicken by me! Now do you know where you went wrong?"

So this is what you asked...

Chu Ge said honestly: "Remember."

The two sides crossed their arms and looked at each other, something twinkling in their eyes.

This has been going on for a long time, why don’t we still teach by posting?

Qiu Wuji twisted his wrist mysteriously, and his fingers brushed Chu Ge's wrist from an incredible angle, like a jade hand brushing the falling snow.

Chu Ge's wrist went numb, and Qiu Wuji broke free from the entanglement. He twisted his wrist and tried to break it, saying onomatopoeia: "Crack, you've been broken again."

Chu Ge couldn't laugh or cry.

Qiu Wuji retracted his hand and returned to the room with his hands behind his back. "I'll think about that move just now. I'm going to take a bath."

Chu Ge stood there stupidly and made wild gestures with his empty hands. Qiu Wuji's mystery just now really made him feel the martial arts in his dream. It was more intuitive than the golden bell, and it was very interesting.

And it's beautiful.

Every move is very beautiful, and it becomes even more beautiful when she uses it.

I don’t know if I behave smoothly in the future, will I be elegant or sissy?

Qiu Wuji, holding his clothes in his arms, passed him indifferently and entered the bathroom.

An hour later, Chu Ge was still practicing. Qiu Wuji was wearing pajamas, running his wet hair with one hand and holding dirty clothes in the other. He passed by him as if he didn't see anything and went to the balcony to do laundry.

Chu Ge naturally stopped practicing, then went into the bathroom to take a shower, announcing that the day's practice was over.

The two of them didn't say a word, they just said it in their eyes:

"It's your turn to wash."

"oh."

…………

In the dead of night, Chu Ge sat in front of the computer and typed out tomorrow's manuscript.

The practice took less than two hours. I started practicing after dinner. It was only around nine o'clock when I took a shower, and I still had some time code to save the manuscript.

There is no time to care about the hustle and bustle on the Internet...and there is no need to care about it.

No matter whether two people have a clear conscience or a guilty conscience, whether they are beaten or married, our own affairs have nothing to do with others.

Humph, Qiuqiu is so cute even after being beaten.

Anyway, labor and management will definitely have a chance to improve their relationship.

Just as he was thinking this, the fragrance of tea filled the air around him, Qiu Wuji made another cup of tea and put it on the table.

I don't know if it's the scent of tea, or if she smells better after taking a bath.

I haven't even dried my hair yet...

Chu Ge said "Thank you". It looked like his eyes were looking at the document on the screen, but in fact, the peripheral vision in the corner of his eyes drifted to nowhere.

Hey, why is she still standing here and not leaving? Is she addicted to sleeping in a hotel room last time and wants to try it again?

But I heard Qiu Wuji mutter in a low voice as if he was embarrassed: "Now it's your turn to be the master."

Chugo: "Huh?"

Qiu Wuji said: "You agreed when you turned into the moon that you would continue teaching and writing when I came out."

Chu Ge said: "Aren't you already very proud? They treat your autobiography as the main text and treat me as NTR. You are much better than me. You don't need my teaching anymore..."

Qiu Wuji said contemptuously: "Look at how sour you are."

Chu Ge rolled his eyelids: "Why should I be upset? Do I still know that they said it was the main text and it was just a joke? What if the main text is not updated? I will be beaten to death by Panda through the network cable tomorrow."

Qiu Wuji pouted. She also knew this truth. After all, others came here for the main text, and the autobiography was just a supplement.

But the autobiography also got stuck. In the book world, Calvin has no idea how to round out the transition between the two stories. I read the book of the female video guru for answers, but I couldn’t find the answer, so I had to ask him in the end.

At this time, Qiu Wuji regretted whether he had beaten him too hard just now. This time, the situation had changed, and he was about to make things difficult for him...

But Chu Ge raised his posture and took a sip of tea: "What problem has troubled you for so long, from the world in the book to here?"

Thinking of how brutally he had been beaten just now, Qiu Wuji felt weak and said weakly: "It's just the transition between the two plots... There is some time interval between these two plots, and they are not closely related to each other, but I tried to recall it in the middle. What I experienced was just some boring chores, and the second thing happened very unexpectedly. What happened to me in reality can be sudden, but will the story be written like this to make people feel inexplicable?"

Chu Ge was a little surprised and laughed: "You actually know this truth!"

Qiu Wuji said: "I know I know it, but I don't know how to solve it. I read your book, and there is not much sense of abruptness when switching between different group portraits in many scenes. I don't know how you did it... Tell me, Master ~”

Chu Ge trembled all over and became numb.

He still forcibly resisted the dog-licking behavior and said with a straight face: "You just hit me."

Qiu Wuji had no choice but to say: "You should beat me too. Now you are the master and can teach your disciples a lesson."

"Why did I hit you?" Chu Ge raised his head: "What did I make an appointment with you when I turned into the moon?"

Squeeze your shoulders!

Qiu Wuji gritted his teeth and clenched his fist directly: "Chu Ge, are you itchy? I will punch you on the shoulder so that you will never need to be pinched again!"

Chu Ge didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I knew you were going to default on your debt."

Qiu Wuji snorted, with an unyielding look as if he was being bullied: "When I taught you something, I didn't push you, I taught you everything!"

"The plot changes. If it is a small change, it only needs a dividing line. You should know this." Chu Ge did not continue to insist, but started teaching directly.

Qiu Wuji was stunned for a moment, looking at his slightly smiling face, all his plans were blocked, and he said "hmm" blankly.

Chu Ge continued: "So it requires several techniques to achieve it. For example, after you experienced the first thing, you just wandered around in boredom, then stayed in a hotel, practiced, it's not worth mentioning, and suddenly saw someone thing, right?”

Qiu Wuji nodded: "Yes, that's right. It would be ugly to write it directly, right?"

"The first person will have this kind of trouble. If the third person is used, it can be 'each represents a branch', but it is said that during the journey of Qiu Wuji, someone somewhere did something, write a chapter or two, and then Qiu Wuji is far away Come, encounter, it cuts in smoothly.”

"But my autobiography is in the first person, so it can only be 'my' experience."

"But since you are writing a memoir, you can definitely use spoiler writing methods, such as 'At this time, I hesitated to move forward, but I didn't expect that the seemingly peaceful town in front of me would hide such filth. It was when I checked into the inn. From what I've seen for a whole month, this place was still a peaceful and peaceful place, until I met that person. Then you can write about your daily life. When the event happens, it will not only be unobtrusive, but it will also whet your appetite in advance."

Qiu Wuji's eyes lit up.

This is a skill that I would never have thought of in my original mind of telling what happened one by one. It's absolutely useful. The problem that had stuck with me for so long was solved in just a few words. You could even just copy his words.

This is indeed a method, and it will not be lower than what I taught him. Each one has its own charm.

She whispered with a somewhat apologetic smile: "Why are you so good all of a sudden? You don't have to worry about me, you just teach me?"

"Because you are right, you also taught me everything you have." Chu Ge said seriously: "Don't do this next time. You have to ask me to squeeze your shoulders before you can teach me! We agreed, let's start tomorrow. "

Qiu Wuji almost poured the tea from his head and turned around angrily to go out: "See how I beat you tomorrow! Just wait!"

Chu Ge watched her running away and suddenly laughed out loud.

Does it sound like a primary school student saying, "Just wait, I'll call someone to beat you tomorrow?"

Qiu Wuji, who had the demeanor of a sect leader before, has completely changed, including his own demeanor. It can be seen that depending on the position a person puts himself in, his mentality and performance can be completely different.

Can this feeling of teaching each other and exchanging identities be described in one word?

Sixty-nine teaching style?