Overall, most people have this style of painting——

For example no2.Jiang Xijue15789258

no3.Ma Tongfeng9987412

…

no18.Congratulations 8547127

…

This is normal. Bai Zian looked at the lower right corner, his name——

no12589.蔹0

She should be No. 12589, which is the lowest ranking no matter where she is.

Look at the top again——

999

Bai Qian: "..."

See all the mountains and small ones at a glance.

Looking at the difficult monthly ranking points next to it, it is hard to imagine that this first place can be achieved by one person.

She was a little doubtful whether the upper limit of this system was 99999999.

This style...

She looked away slightly.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Fuli asked Ming Dongheng to take Bureau Chen up to look at the calligraphy and painting, but he saw Bai Zian holding a mobile phone in one hand and looking at him thoughtfully.

He came over, put one hand on the back of the chair behind Bai Qian, leaned forward slightly and looked at her cell phone, his eyebrows cold.

At a glance, she could see the account she happened to click on——

Account name: Bai Jian

Points this month: 0

Total points: 0

Followers: 0

Number of fans: 0

Jiang Fuli stared at the "free pick" for a while, slightly silent.

The corner of his eye glanced coldly at Jiang He again.

Jiang He's head almost grew like a Rubik's Cube.

Depressed, he knocked his head on the Rubik's Cube.

"Registered." Jiang Fuli looked back at him coldly, took out his phone slowly, and downloaded a blue app that he had uninstalled before.

"Yeah." Bai Qian showed her ID generously.

I remembered something again and opened WeChat to send a message to Mao Kun——

[Four one-pound sandbags]

The white vest replied quickly: [Okay sister!]

**

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Bai Jian saw the lights in Ji Heng's room go out and then slipped out of the alley. Mao Kun had been waiting at the entrance of the alley for a long time. He was squatting on the ground smoking.

In the darkness, only the cigarette butt showed some scarlet light.

"Sister." Seeing Bai Qian coming, Mao Kun stood up immediately.

Bai Zian wore an earphone and listened to the words. He slowly bent down and picked up the cloth bag he had put aside.

She weighed the four one-pound sandbags in her hands before throwing them to Mao Kun and said calmly: "Tie them to the hands and feet."

"Ah?" Mao Kun touched his head and followed her instructions and tied sandbags on each limb.

Then I tried to take two steps, and my feet felt heavy.

The hand was also heavy, but it was not as if Mao Kun had not exercised, and he could still use it normally even with a sandbag attached to it.

It was just a pound of sandbag, and he walked like a moth. Bai Qian had never seen such a weak person, so she looked away expressionlessly.

"I'll teach you two tricks today." Bai Qian hadn't taken a shower yet and was still wearing her long dress. She handed her cell phone to Mao Kun.

The center of gravity shifts back, the left leg is half bent, the right leg becomes an empty part, the right fist is raised slightly, the left fist is collected at the waist, the right foot is in a lunge at the same time, all the strength of the body is based on the left hand, and the left fist is thrown fiercely!

"Bang--"

Her left hand is clearly slender, and the joints can be seen when she lies down into a fist.

Mao Kun looked at the fist that was less than three centimeters away from his face. The wind of the fist blew away his yellow hair. He had no doubt that three centimeters further forward, this weak-looking fist could smash the bridge of his nose.

!

Bai Xian's hair, slightly blown by the wind from the fist, fell softly back to his forehead, and his face under the moonlight seemed much softer than before.

She retracted her hand gracefully, her eyes dark and clear, and asked lazily: "Do you see clearly?"

Mao Kun came back to his senses: "..."

I can see it clearly, but not completely.

It took Mao Kun ten minutes to learn these two moves before he could remember them.

"Practice boxing with sandbags is more harmful to the limbs." Bai Qian took back the phone and gave a prescription, "65 grams each of Codonopsis root, Atractylodes macrocephala, antlers, angelica root, Cyperus rotundus, Ligusticum chuanxiong, Duhuo root, Eucommia ulmoides... Grind them together and let them cool.

Add the medicinal ointment and apply it on the limbs."

After saying that, she saw Mao Kun looking at her again with clear and stupid eyes.

Bai Qian: "...OK, I'll type it and send it to you."

Mao Kun looked like he was about to cry: "Thank you, sister!"

"Now, you don't learn Changquan? You don't learn palm skills? You don't dance with spears?" Bai Qian watched him perform the moves for a long time, then looked away and asked softly.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the full moon in the sky.

Under the cold moon, her eyes were also cold and distant.

Mao Kun had seen a similar expression on Bai Qian's face when he saw her on Blackwater Street at the auction.

But his expression now was different from that then.

"Everyone learns fighting moves," Mao Kun thought for a while and then said, "Nowadays, many children learn Taekwondo. Few children learn such things as long fists and spears. There used to be a martial arts gym in Xiangcheng, just because

Not many people have gone bankrupt.”

"That's it..."

Bai Xian nodded.

She retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes, and covered her emotions: "Come see me at the same time next week. Then the sandbags will be replaced by two-pound iron balls."

Mao Kun dragged his heavy steps back.

It was already eleven o'clock when Bai Qian went back. She used to answer questions, but today she didn't. Instead, she opened Qiandu and searched for "Taekwondo".

There are many videos above.

There were also many marketing store advertisements, and she repeatedly watched Taekwondo videos.

From a certain vegetable country, it is a bit fancy and not very practical.

Do many people learn this now?

Bai Zian raised his head and looked out the window quietly.

One person in one room and one bright moon.

A message suddenly popped up at the top of her phone, which was the Jiangjing Preparatory Camp app she had logged into before.

Bai Qian clicked in and saw that a new fan had been added to her account.

She was stunned for a moment, thinking it was an official account, until she followed the fan to click on the other party's account——

Account name:l

Points this month: 0

Total points:99999999

Followers: 1

Number of fans: 12587

Bai Qian: "..."
To be continued...