Age: My Small World

Chapter 294 Uncle is suffering

After finishing the meal, the two fell silent for a while.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the air became a little pink.

Wei Ran sensed the ambiguity and quickly said, "By the way, Yang Jun, how's your foreign language study going?"

At this moment, she used her teacher's authority to intimidate the little scoundrel.

Fortunately, Yang Jun didn't really want to do anything to her. He shrugged and said, "I feel like I've made some progress, but I've hit a bottleneck. It's difficult to make a big breakthrough."

Wei Ran also became serious and said, "Then I'll test you to see what your problem is and then find a solution."

So from then on, the room became a special place for studying, returning to the way it was at the beginning.

Not long after, Wei Ran's solemn expression relaxed a lot.

"I see, your problem is the inconsistency in language switching. Everyone goes through this process, so don't worry."

"Simply put, if you're asked to change the language you've spoken for over a decade and speak an unfamiliar language, you'll subconsciously resist. Your brain will then get in the way of your mouth, making it difficult to speak."

What she meant was that Yang Jun was subconsciously resisting.

"Of course, what should I do?"

Yang Jun became more and more aggressive and even shortened the way he addressed others.

Wei Ran got goosebumps instantly after hearing this and glared at him fiercely.

"Don't call me that. Either call me Teacher Wei or call me by my name."

Yang Jun was helpless. He could see that she really didn't like being called that, so he compromised and said, "Okay, Sister Wei Ran."

"Pooh!"

This name was okay, and it made her roll her eyes, but she accepted it silently and even felt a little satisfied.

"Now that you've found your problem, it's much easier to solve."

"There's only one thing you have to do next, and that is to speak."

"Keep talking, train yourself to feel it, or change your resistance. As long as you say it enough, your brain will gradually accept it."

Yang Jun looked at her intently: "I didn't expect you to know so much."

"Of course. When I was learning a foreign language, I also encountered this problem, so I found a way to solve it. Now you don't have to work hard."

"Well, I'll accept your kindness then."

"Haha." Wei Ran smiled sweetly.

"No need to wait any longer, just start practicing today."

She folded her hands at her side, watching with a smile on her face.

Yang Jun did not refuse and began to practice speaking a foreign language in the cabin, which also allowed Wei Ran to correct his pronunciation.

Around three or four o'clock, he stopped.

"Why don't you continue?" Wei Ran was a little surprised. He had been staring at him in a trance, but who knew he didn't want to continue.

"It's almost time. I need to go out."

She couldn't help but frown.

"Go find Jiang Xueying? You're not staying here tonight?"

I was used to him sleeping on the floor, and I felt a little uncomfortable when he suddenly stopped sleeping there.

Yang Jun's eyes lit up: "Stay, why not? I'll come over in the evening."

"I went to see my master to see if he was in good health. Where did you go?"

I often met Jiang Xueying when I was in Dongwang Village, but it was not necessary to continue seeing her as soon as I came back.

Besides, Jiang Xueying herself is not the type of person who likes to stick around people. She is more like a Tianshan snow lotus. The higher she is and the more lonely she is, the more charm she exudes.

What's more, they can still chat well even if they don't meet, right?

It’s hard for the uncle from the school security department, as he has to deliver the message to two neurotic guys in person.

When Wei Ran heard him say this, his eyes curved into an arc, like a crescent moon.

"So that's how it is. Then you'd better go early and come back early. If you come too late, I won't open the door for you," she threatened.

"I know." Yang Jun winked at her, then stood up and left.

Looking at his back, Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh.

"What should I do? This little bastard is relying on me."

While saying this, she began to clean the room with a somewhat happy mood, taking out the softer quilts and making a mat on the floor, as if she was afraid that someone would get hurt.

Nanying Lane.

This time, Yang Jun finally saw Mr. Hu. The old man was lying on the recliner and smoking his pipe as usual.

"You are finally back."

Mr. Hu suddenly sat up with a barely perceptible smile on his face.

"Master, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Why are you talking about this right after you come back? Don't you expect your master to be well?"

Mr. Hu glared at him.

"I'm worried that you won't get enough to eat and get sick."

"With the food you brought, I have more than enough."

He pointed into the house, indicating that there was still plenty of food.

"Okay, since you are fine, I will go back first." Yang Jun was still thinking about the warmth of Wei Ran's home.

Finally, Mr. Hu stopped him.

A stick struck him at the foot.

"Practice both Tongbeiquan and Tantui, and let me see them first."

Now that I'm here, how can I not give it a try?

Yang Jun was not in a hurry, so he stopped immediately and started to practice the plum blossom stance.

"Then watch carefully, Master."

As he spoke, Mr. Hu had already left the yard and pulled the recliner under the eaves.

"what!"

Yang Jun first took a deep breath, and then used Tan Legs to activate the leg meridians.

His legs were long and powerful, and when he kicked out there was a faint sound of breaking wind.

"Okay!" Mr. Hu couldn't help but shout in his heart.

Yang Jun continued.

A set of Tan legs kicks were quickly completed, followed by Tongbeiquan.

He has practiced every punch and kick to perfection, and can now basically integrate them into his hands and feet. If he fights with others, he will definitely be much more powerful than he was six months ago.

Seeing this, the old man threw an ordinary knife over.

Yang Jun didn't say anything more and moved with the Eight Steps and Thirteen Knives technique.

From thirteen swords, it gradually evolved into ninety-one changes, and continued to evolve, as if it would never end.

Mr. Hu could see that Yang Jun had practiced this sword technique very diligently and was now no weaker than any other skilled swordsman.

"It seems that you haven't given up practicing martial arts even when you're away from home. This is great perseverance. It's worth it for me to accept you as my disciple."

Yang Jun's perseverance alone was enough to shock Mr. Hu, but no one could practice martial arts while doing heavy work.

You should know that practicing martial arts is not easy at all. Every move and every form requires your own hard work and energy. It cannot be summarized in one sentence.

"Master, what you said, can I really bring shame upon your reputation?"

Yang Jun said with a grin.

Mr. Hu Ba had nothing more to teach him now. After stroking his beard, he waved his hand and said, "Keep up this way, and you will soon surpass us old men."

He was being modest. Even if Yang Jun had spiritual water to assist me, I wouldn't dare say that I could surpass a master like Mr. Hu in one or two years.

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