"I just realized the difference between dreams and reality. Against the wind, let myself experience every feeling, like a fable. I saw this day with tears and joy. I wanted to chase and pursue the perfect world..."

When people are happy, they are full and full of food and drink. In the future, Zhao Qing'er, who seems to be in trouble, holds two smiling faces, fucks her gong and hums a song that is very ugly on the tune.

When she arrived at the downstairs of the rental house, she was still in the mood to wave to the girls who were playing games and said hey. The only response to her was a sound of pity from the bottom of her heart, "I got crazy again."

Zhao Qing'er couldn't hear the woman's heart. She just went upstairs excitedly, packed up her things, walked away from the room, stopped a tricycle, ran towards the VIP building, and rushed to the new hope.

Bet right, bet right, bet right...

When she was lying in a guest room that only knew several thousand and was not known for specific thousands, and rolled on the wide bed, she no longer knew how many times she had been bet in her heart.

Zhao Qing'er was the right bet on the side, but Nan Yi was blocked on the side.

He was blocked by Zhang Jing.

This is how things are. A few minutes ago, Zhang Jing knocked on Nan Yi's door and said she wanted to talk to him. Nan Yi put the person into the room. Zhang Jing entered and saw that Miao Xiaolan was not there. She rushed onto Nan Yi and opened her bloody mouth, making a gesture to eat Nan Yi's child.

How could Nan Yi let her succeed? He said that soon, his left hand became a claw, and he grabbed Zhang Jing's neck like lightning, and pushed her head slightly and pushed her head to a safe distance.

"I have made three rules with you during the day. Don't sit on the bed that you shouldn't sit on. If you are smart, I will knock you back to your original form and go down."

Nan Yi's scolding shocked Zhang Jing. Aba shouted twice, and the confinement on her neck was pulled away. She let go of her hands holding Nan Yi's shoulders, and she slid to the ground, rubbed her neck, and said in confusion: "I'm not beautiful enough?"

"No, you are very beautiful, but I never sleep with female subordinates." After explaining, Nan Yi shouted a slogan seriously, "Listen to the command and turn back... Target your own guest room, step in one, one, two, one..."

Zhang Jing realized Nan Yi's seriousness and did not dare to talk, so he left obediently.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Nan Yi murmured to himself, "I don't look very smart. I don't even understand that I treat her as a hen that lays golden eggs. After all, it's not easy to blame her. If you want to blame, some men are too stupid. Their brains are led by their crotch, and they are inlaid with diamonds. They are willing to agree to anything after sleeping."

...

In fact, in addition to being shameless, Nan Yi still has something to teach Zhao Qing'er.

The next day, he got up and woke Zhao Qing'er up. No matter what time she went to bed last night, he urged her to wash up and then pulled her out for a run.

There is no need to say much about the process. The four words "terrible" are enough to summarize. However, at the age of twenty, the body has entered a sub-health state, with a small gasp of two hundred meters, a large gasp of five hundred meters, and a kilometer of paralysis on the ground.

Nan Yi ignored her and continued to complete the remaining 3.2 kilometers.

After running for many years, his knee joints have some wear and tear beyond the normal range. According to respected suggestions, his pace did not drop, but the distance was reduced by 0.8 kilometers.

After running 1.6 kilometers, she returned to the position where Zhao Qing'er was sagging, and she was still sagging there.

"Just with your physical strength, if you are shooting martial arts scenes, you can play a few tricks. Don't take costume dramas in the future, just take love, kiss your mouth, hug you and earn money. How great it is."

"Master, I'm hungry." Zhao Qing'er looked aggrieved.

"Take the kid." Nan Yi sprayed disdainfully: "Little arms, calves, small stomachs, what I ate last night hasn't entered the sewer yet. Why are you hungry? Get up and keep up."

"Well……"

Zhao Qing'er stood up with difficulty and followed Nan Yi forward.

When the two came to the river, Nan Yi came to the willow tree and broke a willow branch. He waved it in his hand. He said to Zhao Qing'er who was standing beside him: "I have never learned sword dance, and I don't know how to dance. Whether I say it right or wrong, it has nothing to do with martial arts. They are a form of dance."

Nan Yi waved the willow branches and made a big opening and closing. The difficulty was not low and there was a little soft sword dance movement. "The sword dance was both hard and soft, moving and jumping. The female dancer's sword dance must highlight the softness of women. The core strength of the body and the foundation of the body are indispensable..."

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Nan Yi rotated, soared into the air, and slapped a horse in the air, jumped down, and hit the ground with the right foot, slowly lifted up with the willow branches in his hand, lifted it over his head little by little, and used the stirrup towards the sky.

Splits are a hurdle for practicing body flexibility. If the splits are not effective, they are not qualified to say that they practice fighting or dancing. Their body flexibility is not good. All achievements related to exercise can only be limited. Even if there is an accident, they will have to be sick every few days, and the meniscus will be wiped faster than others.

After doing a series of actions that consume flexibility and core strength, Nan Yi threw the willow branches to Zhao Qing'er, "Can you split it?"

Zhao Qing'er shook her head, "No."

"Take a lotus step and show me."

"Master, what is Lotus Step?"

"You are a dead supporting role, Lianbu doesn't, where is Leibu?"

Zhao Qing'er shook her head.

"Walking steps? Folding steps?"

Zhao Qing'er continued to shake her head.

"What are the row and nest distances of wheat you grow there?"

Still shake your head.

"How much does a five-month-old pig eat at a time? How many meals do you have to eat a day?"

Still shaking his head.

"Okay, I understand, you are a rural girl raised by wealth. You can't do anything farming, and you don't have the vision and insight of a girl in the city." Nan Yi pointed to Zhao Qing'er's nose and said, "You, try your best to climb up, otherwise anyone who wants to marry you will be in trouble for eight lifetimes."

Zhao Qing'er pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Master, I can do a lot of farm work, and I can also do laundry, cook, and clean the house."

"Okay, okay, you are so awesome. Don't quarrel with me."

Nan Yi waved his hand and drove Zhao Qing'er to the side, squatted down, and put his hands in a posture of holding leaves. He closed his eyes and took a breath slowly. The joints of his body were loose from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and then slowly exhaled. He clearly felt in his mind that there were several forces in each joint.

After practicing Qi for many years, Nan Yi started by practicing Qi and found the cauldron step by step, practiced the cauldron, practiced the cauldron, practiced the dynamic, and practiced the inner elixir. At this point, the dantian has become, and the qi sinks into the dantian, and all diseases will disappear.

The dantian is everywhere and everywhere, and there is no fixed position. It varies from person to person. Only by practicing the inner elixir can you feel the dantian.

Dantian, the field of inner elixir, the field of field, and the place where inner elixir is produced is Dantian.

Practicing Qi means farming, cultivating the dantian, and planting the inner elixir.

It sounds quite mysterious when practicing, but Nan Yi really felt the benefits of practicing Qi. After thirty-five, he could easily settle those wolves and tigers, and he would not be unable to get enough power, and he still had the strength to play jungler.

Zhao Qing'er stared at Nan Yi for a while, and soon lost interest. She half-squatted and still didn't move. What kind of kung fu is this practice? How beautiful was the kung fu just now? Why didn't you continue to practice that? She thought in her heart, held the willow branches and played for a few times, then moved her feet back and forth, and slowly pressed down her body, and practiced splits.

Suddenly, her front heel slid onto a piece of grass. The frost had not yet melted and it was slippery. Her heels couldn't hold on to the ground. She slipped and her legs stretched out about ten centimeters. Zhao Qing'er heard a click in her ear, and two strands were stuck to the ground. A coolness invaded her skin, followed by a severe pain.

"Ah, ahhhh!"

The sound was sharp and soared into the sky.

Nan Yi opened his eyes and glanced at him, then closed his eyes and continued to practice Qi.

Very good, one step ahead.

It hurts very much, but it is far worse than having a baby. It is more common to have a baby, and it is rare to have a baby.

Zhao Qing'er felt it hurt very much, and she wanted to cry, but she looked left, Nan Yi was practicing qigong, and right, Miao Xiaolan didn't look at her at all, so she had to sniff a few times and recycle the overflowing tears. Without the audience, who would you pretend to be miserable to show?

No one paid attention or help, she could only hold the front legs awkwardly with both hands, retract a little hard, and then retract the back legs a little. When she was almost done, she lay on the ground, her legs were put together, and she felt the pain impact between the two strands.

After a long time, Nan Yi received the effort and pointed at Zhao Qing'er at Miao Xiaolan, "Bring this waste back."

Tak, Tak!

Someone paid attention to it, and Zhao Qing'er's grievances immediately surged, and tears rolled into tears as if she was looking for money.

"Master, it hurts so much!"

Nan Yi came to Zhao Qing'er, stepped on one of Zhao Qing'er's thighs, and crushed them slightly. When Zhao Qing'er cried and called her mother, she said lightly: "It's okay, it's okay, take a deep breath and take a deep breath will not hurt."

As he said that, he changed to another leg...

In the words of compassion, Nan Yi made Zhao Qing'er feel more painful.

After a lot of trouble, Miao Xiaolan carried Zhao Qing'er back to the hotel. Then, she held the body in the bed in the hotel for two days. When Nan Yi came to Hengdian to finish her work, she was still taking a sick person.

Nan Yi didn't care about her and had already picked up a house with Chen Wenqin, who came to meet him.

It is easier to stock up a house that costs hundreds of thousands of yuan per house in a few years. With the development of the business, it will not be too difficult to earn more than 10 million yuan a year.

After picking up the house, Nan Yi and Miao Xiaolan took Nanhe No. 1 to the Film and Television City, the highest-end KTV, hotel, and several points suitable for field vehicles to shake, roughly checked the points suitable for paparazzi ambushing, and then calculated the most reasonable number of retirees to resettle.

At this moment, the two of them stood on a small hill, holding the topographic map they drew in their hands, pointing at the positions where they drew circles.

"If it's a woman's upper and lower position, as long as there is a little gap in the car window, you can use a telephoto lens to shoot the woman's back, sideways, and side faces. If the man raises his head, half of his face can also be photographed."

"A car can block most of the shooting angles by just moving five or six meters toward seven o'clock."

"No, from a psychological point of view, the position of the blue dot will be the place where most people think safety and stimulation are the most balanced." Nan Yi pointed at two positions on the picture, "These two places need to be paid attention to, and the angle and height are very suitable for ambushing."

The two of them spent a long time on the hillside, and then went to KTV to open a private room, marking the places suitable for pinhole cameras in the private room, and then went into the men's and women's bathrooms respectively. Various beautiful pictures flashed in their minds, marking dangerous points according to height and orientation...

After the investigation work was completed, Nan Yi met with Chen Wenqin again to discuss how to start a business.

"Wenqin, after you go back, you have someone ask paparazzi to collect the situation. We need one or two big melons. If the business is not going well, you need to detonate one in Hengdian. The melon must be big enough. Once it is exploded, you can't get involved in the film and television industry for at least a few years."

"Nansheng, this is a tourist center, and we may encounter considerable resistance."

"It's okay, here the incident happened, the melons can be blown up in the capital. The melons are only concerned about who the person involved are. Few people will care about where the matter happened and will not have much impact on Hengdian. However, I'd better give the melons to others to blow up."

"Goggy making wine?"

"He's good, it's quite suitable."

With just a few words, the strategy for opening up the business situation is decided.

Money is earned at a cent, and everyone feels sorry for the excess expenses. If you don’t give a little pressure, how can you feel a sense of crisis and then pay for the service obediently.
Chapter completed!