At around nine o'clock in the evening, Zhong Yu sat in front of the computer in Blue Diamond Villa to formulate the outline of the Xianxia script.
Suddenly, the cell phone on the table rang.
After it rang several times, Zhong Yu reached for his phone.
After taking a look, it turned out to be a call from Su Qingyu.
After answering the phone, Zhong Yu laughed loudly: "Beautiful wife, do you want to be your husband?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Su Qingyu said angrily, "You have been busy for a week, are you done?"
Zhong Yu: "We're almost done."
"Tomorrow and Sunday, should you continue to implement your plan?" Su Qingyu said, "I want to go shopping, and you have to accompany me."
"no problem!"
After agreeing to Su Qingyu's request, Zhong Yu suddenly smiled and said: "Beautiful wife, I miss you a little. Can you send me a sexy photo?"
"Boring." Su Qingyu snorted and ended the call.
Zhong Yu smiled nonchalantly and shook his head. Su Qingyu's rejection was expected, he was just teasing her.
Putting down his phone, Zhong Yu continued typing to formulate the outline of the Xianxia script.
About seven or eight minutes later, the phone rang and a message came in, but Zhong Yu didn't want to be distracted, so he didn't pick up the phone to check.
It wasn't until around 11:30 in the night that Zhong Yu completed the outline of the script and he had time to look at his phone.
It was a WeChat message, and it belonged to Su Qingyu.
Opening it and checking it out, it turned out to be a selfie of Su Qingyu.
The photo was obviously taken live, and she was wearing a nightgown, but the photo was taken in a more serious way, not voluptuous and sexy.
That is to say, she is naturally beautiful, and she is still very beautiful even if she does not pose.
However, it was already past 11:30 at night, and Zhong Yu did not send a message back to Su Qingyu after missing the reply time.
At around three o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Zhong Yu and Su Qingyu visited a high-end shopping mall together.
In addition to buying a set of clothes for herself, Su Qingyu also mainly picked out three sets of autumn international brand-name clothes for Zhong Yu.
In order to choose these three sets of clothes, Su Qingyu took Zhong Yu to visit the men's clothing stores in the high-end shopping mall.
Zhong Yu himself was impatient to try it on: "Beautiful wife, that's about it. I'm a natural dresser, so I can look good in whatever I wear."
"Would you die if you weren't narcissistic?" Su Qingyu rolled her eyes at Zhong Yu, "Your clothes are of poor taste. You always go out wearing dirty clothes, which makes me lose face."
"Hurry up and try this suit on for me."
"I know..." Zhong Yu responded weakly, took a set of clothes and walked to the dressing room.
Looking at Zhong Yu's helpless back, Su Qingyu suddenly snickered: I told you not to reply to my WeChat message last night because you thought my selfie wasn't sexy enough, so you made me wait in the middle of the night!
It wasn't until seven o'clock in the evening that Zhong Yu and Su Qingyu came out of the shopping mall.
I bought four sets of clothes, one for Su Qingyu and three for Zhong Yu.
After having dinner outside, Zhong Yu and Su Qingyu returned to Qin Yueshan Villa together.
Returning to Qin Yueshan, Zhong Yu found that there were still lights in Mr. Xiao's villa, and Mr. Xiao had not disappeared yet.
It doesn't fit in with Shenlong's character of being a master who never sees his end.
However, it was impossible for him to find excuses not to spend the night at Su Qingyu's villa.
Pretend not to be seen, tolerance is great, and lack of desire is strong.
But in the next week, Zhong Yu still met Mr. Xiao often.
Although he didn't want to see Mr. Xiao again, when he did meet him, he still said hello respectfully.
Finally, on Friday night, I met Mr. Xiao again. After Zhong Yu said hello politely, Mr. Xiao nodded and asked, "Young man, how are you doing with that stance?"
"It seems that I have practiced to the top." Zhong Yu couldn't help but his heart beat faster.
Mr. Xiao praised: "It's very good."
"Old Xiao has a good teaching method."
Su Qingyu suddenly interrupted: "I'm in a hurry, Zhong Yu, please talk to Mr. Xiao slowly. Goodbye, Mr. Xiao."
Then, she turned around and left quickly.
"Let's go back to the house with my old man and have a cup of tea." Old Xiao said.
Zhong Yu couldn't help but cheered up: "Okay!"
Five or six minutes later, in Mr. Xiao's villa, the lobby on the first floor.
Mr. Xiao was sitting in front of the sofa making tea, while Zhong Yu was practicing the unknown stance in the open space in front of him to check Mr. Xiao.
After practicing for about fifteen minutes, Mr. Xiao said: "Okay."
Zhong Yu finished the exercise, opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of white air like water vapor, gathering and not dissipating, and rushed out two or three meters.
"Not bad, not bad." Mr. Xiao said with a smile, "Come over and have tea."
Zhong Yu walked over and did not sit down to drink tea as instructed. Instead, he bowed to Mr. Xiao and asked, "I kindly ask Mr. Xiao to give me some advice."
"What do you want me to give you advice on?" Mr. Xiao asked with a smile.
Zhong Yu: "The secret to strengthening your body and mind."
Maybe Mr. Xiao's martial arts is very powerful, but he doesn't intend to fight and kill, so he hopes to further strengthen his body.
When Mr. Xiao heard this, he couldn't help but be startled. His eyes suddenly brightened and he stared at Zhong Yu as if there was something substantial.
Zhong Yu suddenly felt like he was being seen through.
After a moment, Mr. Xiao suddenly burst out laughing, looking very happy: "You're a bit interesting, it's rare."
"Okay, I'll teach you another way to keep healthy."
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao!" Zhong Yu saluted and shouted happily.
Mr. Xiao left the sofa and walked to the open space.
"Watch carefully and listen carefully. I will only teach you twice."
After Mr. Xiao finished speaking, he fell to the ground with all four limbs on the ground, like a toad. Then he opened his mouth and took a deep breath until his abdomen swelled.
Guwa——
Guwa——
…
A deep and resonant voice sounded, causing Zhong Yu's eardrums to hurt. His mind went blank, and he thought there was a huge toad the size of a house in front of him. He was so startled that he couldn't help but take two steps back.
Mr. Xiao screamed a few times, returned to a normal standing posture, and explained: "This is called the Golden Toad Gong. By inhaling, contracting the abdomen to make sounds, and using the sound to vibrate, it exercises the internal organs, limbs and bones..."
After Mr. Xiao explained in detail for nearly ten minutes, he began to demonstrate for the second time, and then explained for the second time.
After speaking for the second time, Mr. Xiao sent Zhong Yu away.
After walking out of Xiao Lao's villa, Zhong Yu felt like he was in a dream.
The memory of Mr. Xiao's teachings has been swirling in my mind, for fear of omitting something and remembering it incorrectly.
So much so that he didn't even notice when he returned to Su Qingyu's villa.
In the living room on the second floor, Su Qingyu walked up to him and asked, "How are you doing?"
Zhong Yu came back to his senses, smiled and said, "It's done."
He was in a good mood, but he was anxious to try out the Golden Toad Fishing Skill, so he hurriedly said: "I have to go back to the room first. If you have anything to do, wait until I come out to talk about it!"
After saying that, he strode towards his room.
After entering the room and closing the door, Zhong Yu stood on the open space in the room.
He calmed down his emotions, heart and breathing, then lay down on the ground with all four limbs on the ground, like a golden toad, and then tried according to Mr. Xiao's method.
After trying for more than an hour, Zhong Yu finally found a trick and succeeded in making a low toad sound emit from his abdomen.
Hahaha……
Zhong Yu couldn't help laughing with excitement and joy.
Although this toad cry is still a long way from learning the real golden toad fishing skill, it basically means that it will be a matter of time for him to learn the golden toad fishing skill.
