Teacher Zhao's understanding of basic cultivation far exceeded Gu Yuan's imagination.
After some exchanges, some doubts in Gu Yuan's mind were instantly revealed. When he tried to re-circulate Yuan Qi in his body, he found that it was much smoother than before!
The place that he couldn't figure out before was like a layer of shackles, but this feeling of breaking the shackles made him extremely happy!
Gu Yuan also had his own ideas about some issues, so he started a discussion with Teacher Zhao.
"Actually, when you use the Yuan Qi in your body, the first thing you have to consider is consumption. Just like buying things, use the least money to buy more things. The same is true for Yuan Qi, use the least Yuan Qi, Inflict the most damage, that's what you need to consider.
Especially when fighting, you must control the amount of Yuan Qi consumed by each punch. If you can defeat an opponent with 10% Yuan Qi, don't use 50%. "
Gu Yuan listened carefully. Teacher Zhao happened to have paper and pen here, so he took notes seriously, listening even more carefully than he did in class in high school.
After all, if you don't do well in the college entrance examination, the most you can do is not get into the university of your choice.
But if you don't learn these things well, you may lose your life.
Gu Yuan could still tell what was light and what was serious.
When it was half past nine, Gu Yuan looked at the time and felt that it was already very late, so he stood up.
"Teacher Zhao, it's getting late, so I won't disturb you anymore. I'll come back tomorrow."
"Well, okay! By the way, take those things back quickly, I don't need them."
Gu Yuan smiled and said, "If I take it back, I won't come tomorrow."
"This kid..." Teacher Zhao had no choice but to passively accept it.
After Gu Yuan left, the teacher's wife came out to pack her things and said with a smile, "It seems that you are very satisfied with this student."
"More than satisfied, this kid is simply a genius." Teacher Zhao did not hesitate to praise Gu Yuan.
"Aren't you afraid that he will be proud when you say this?" asked the master's wife.
Teacher Zhao thought for a while and shook his head.
"Geniuses should be praised. Being proud all the time is not necessarily a bad thing. Sometimes, pride will have a very good effect in the learning process. They will psychologically imply that I am a genius and I am the most qualified to solve this problem. Blindly suppressive education has long been outdated."
He dislikes the teaching methods of some teachers.
If a child is excellent, he or she is excellent.
Why are you always worried about his pride?
I have to tell him every day, can you be better? Should you get a higher score? Are students in big cities more amazing than you?
It's not necessary.
Some children are like bright stars in the night sky. They just want to keep shining.
Went downstairs.
Gu Yuan lowered his head and looked at his phone.
As a result, as soon as he opened the door of the unit building, a body suddenly fell over and hit him.
"Idiot!"
Gu Yuan was really startled, and subconsciously wanted to push the other person away, but the other person's arm was already hanging around his neck, and his other hand was shaking a small black lacquered leather bag.
What hits your face is the smell of perfume, shampoo, and the pungent smell of wine. The mixture of these smells is really addictive.
"Hello, girl?"
"Woo!"
The man suddenly opened his mouth and vomited all over Gu Yuan, then leaned back. Fortunately, Gu Yuan held her arm, otherwise she would have been thrown to the ground.
"What the hell! What the hell are you..." Gu Yuan looked at the vomit on his body and his mentality collapsed on the spot, "Where's the tripe? Is this fat beef? Did you eat hot pot at night..."
He quickly put the woman down and shook the clothes on his body. Gu Yuan almost couldn't smell the smell!
He glanced at the woman sitting against the wall. Her hair was disheveled like a crazy woman, and she was shouting about having another drink, raising fish, and so on.
Then under the light, I could barely see her appearance clearly. Her face was as red as a monkey's butt, and her eyes were blurred.
"Whose Jiu Mengzi is this?" Gu Yuan wanted to curse, "Get up and pay for it!"
The woman raised her head, looked at him, smiled silly, then opened her mouth and started to vomit again.
Gu Yuan shook his head and could only admit that he was unlucky. Just when he was about to leave, he heard a cell phone ringing. He hesitated and took out the cell phone from the small leather bag. First, it read "Mother Queen".
"Hello, this is your daughter's mobile phone. She seems to have drunk too much..."
"Eh? Xiao Gu?"
"Master's wife?" Gu Yuan also recognized the voice.
He suddenly remembered that Teacher Zhao's family had a daughter.
Could it be this Jiu Mengzi?
Two minutes later, Teacher Zhao and his wife came down.
Seeing the woman vomiting sitting at the door of the unit building, Teacher Zhao turned livid with anger.
"There's nothing girlish about this!"
The teacher’s wife also looked helpless.
"Why is this kid still drinking..." Then, she glanced at Gu Yuan, was stunned, and asked quickly, "Xiao Gu, are you wearing these clothes because of Wan'er's vomiting?"
"No, he put it on his clothes when he was free!" Teacher Zhao said angrily from the side.
This is so angry that I have no place to vent my anger.
The teacher's wife rolled her eyes at him and said to Gu Yuan: "Little Gu, go up first and take a bath. I'll find Lao Zhao's clothes for you to wear first. Otherwise, how are you going to go back like this?"
Gu Yuan originally wanted to refuse, but after smelling the scent on his body, he agreed and helped carry Jiu Mengzi up.
"Teacher Zhao, where is she...?"
"Throw it on the floor, don't throw it on the sofa, it will be dirty." Old Zhao seemed like a killer who was incapable of emotion.
"Don't listen to him, put it on the sofa." The mistress obviously felt more sorry for her child.
Gu Yuan made a wise choice and threw Jiu Mengzi on the sofa and rubbed his shoulders. This man's body is really heavy when he is drunk. Looking at the girl's height and weight, she can't exceed a hundred pounds. , but it feels different when I carry it.
I took the clothes from my mistress, went to the bathroom and took a simple shower. I applied shower gel several times. My body smelled better after all. Then I washed it again with soap. The sticky residue left by the shower gel The fuzzy feeling is gone.
Putting on Teacher Zhao's gray shirt, the shirt looked a little tight given Gu Yuan's figure.
When he came out of the bathroom, Jiu Mengzi was no longer in the living room.
Teacher Zhao sat on the sofa, sighing and talking about the misfortune of his family.
"Ahem, Teacher Zhao, do we have plastic bags at home?"
Upon hearing this, Teacher Zhao was stunned, looked at the vomit on the ground that had not yet been cleaned up, then looked at Gu Yuan, and said blankly: "Didn't you eat enough at night?"
Why are you still thinking about packing?
Gu Yuan: "..." He suspected that Teacher Zhao did it on purpose, but when the other party spoke, he still had a serious face, so he had to explain that he wanted to take the clothes back to wash.
It happened that the teacher's wife came out of Jiu Mengzi's room, holding a towel in her hand. When she heard this, she quickly said: "Xiao Gu, I will wash those clothes. After all, Wan'er vomited, how can I let you come?" What? You can take it back tomorrow."
"Well, listen to your teacher's wife." Teacher Zhao also nodded.
"Okay, Teacher Zhao, Mistress, I'm going back first."
"Slow down on the road!"
After Gu Yuan left, the teacher's wife smiled bitterly and shook her head.
"Originally, I thought Gu was a pretty good kid, and I wanted him to make friends with Wan'er, but the first time we met, it was like this..."
Teacher Zhao stood up and said seriously: "I advise you to stop trying to divert misfortune to others and blame others."
"..."
