The Film Emperor imdiately put on a pitiful expression, like a big dog wagging its tail.
"Miaomiao, don’t ever say that in front of Chao."
"Why not?"
Tuanzi squinted slightly, as if smiling, yet also as if plotting sothing. For a mont, he felt like he was seeing another cousin of his. That cousin always squint-smiled too, but it hid a belly full of sches.
No, how could I think such a cute sister has a belly full of sches? Gu Peihai patted his own face, then pinched Tuanzi’s soft cheeks.
"Well, don’t you feel he rather dislikes ?"
It’s so hard to get so ti together, and if I say or do the wrong thing and make him dislike even more, that would be too miserable.
Her big eyes instantly widened into perfect circles.
"He dislikes you?"
Gu Peihai nodded, his expression carrying a hint of grievance.
Tuanzi subconsciously touched the corner of her eye.
"Miaomiao’s not blind; he obviously likes you."
Gu Peihai pouted, secretly glanced back at the caraman, grabbed his sister, and briskly walked away, whispering, "When he was studying, he didn’t like talking to , and when we ca ho for holidays, he wouldn’t communicate with . And once he joined the circle, he avoided even more."
He also knew what people outside liked to say.
Just because he was a three-ti Film Emperor, they thought Gu Wangchao’s achievent today was all thanks to him, erasing all of Gu Wangchao’s efforts.
Personally, he believed that in life, you shouldn’t care about the gossip of irrelevant people. So people are just bitter, and so purely vent their dissatisfaction from real life on the internet.
But humans, seemingly strong, are also fragile. They say they don’t care, but hearing certain words repeatedly can still change their mindset.
The influence of the environnt is silent, like a student staying in classes with different atmospheres; their attitude towards learning might change. When everyone around is going through the motions, and soone deliberately dampens the mood, maintaining one’s original intent becos incredibly difficult, requiring even more perseverance.
At one point, he wondered if his brother was avoiding him not just to prove himself, but also to bla him for being too dazzling.
Tuanzi glanced at him and noticed the big dog’s tail had drooped.
"Miaomiao chatted with Brother Wangchao before going out with you."
She relayed Gu Wangchao’s points of view.
Gu Peihai was surprised, "He really said that?"
"Miaomiao wouldn’t lie to you," Tuanzi ’hmphed’ and turned her head, "The audience all heard it."
Gu Peihai was thoughtful.
So, his brother doesn’t care about the gossip of the people around him, then why does he always avoid ?
At this point, a small hand reached over and gently pushed him.
Looking down, Tuanzi was gazing up at him with a sweet smile, "Brother Peihai, maybe you could have a good chat with him."
"Chat, chat about what?"
"Whatever doubts you have, chat about that."
Gu Peihai shook his head, vigorously shaking it.
If he gets an unsatisfactory answer, he will cry, really cry!
Tuanzi sighed with an old-fashioned air.
"Adults these days, they’re so timid."
[Ancient Martial System: ...]
So at dinner, Gu Peihai held his bowl, sneaking glances at Gu Wangchao several tis, wanting to speak but holding back.
Gu Wangchao expressionlessly continued his al, until halfway through, he couldn’t stand it anymore, "If you have sothing to say, just say it."
The Film Emperor quickly lowered his head and shoveled rice.
Gu Wangchao: "..."
Tuanzi sneaked a glance at him, feeling like this aloof cousin was close to getting angry.
She quickly finished her rice and vegetables, deciding to leave the battlefield early.
Not long after dinner, room number 3 welcod a little guest.
It was a local little boy, Bao Cong, over eight years old this year, and the most passionate learner of the Qii Stick Technique.
"Miaomiao, do you know Tai Chi Sword?"
Tuanzi recalled that the Tai Chi Sword was the swordsmanship of the Tai Chi Boxing school, part of the Tai Chi Boxing series. It needed to be as light and soft as Tai Chi Boxing, yet also exhibit graceful charm.
She had also learned it, but because the sword style of her school was completely different from the Tai Chi Sword, after familiarizing herself with Tai Chi Sword moves, she continued practicing her school’s Swordsmanship.
Every ti she practiced another sword or blade technique, her master would start shouting, then use the school’s sword or blade techniques to spar with her, always defeating her comprehensively.
After winning, her master would cross his arms and laugh triumphantly.
Annoying! Tuanzi clenched her fists.
She ca back to the mont.
"Yes, why, do you want to learn?"
Bao Cong shook his head, "Tai Chi Sword must be all soft and flimsy; I don’t want to learn that, I want to learn sothing powerful."
He excitedly explained his purpose.
It turned out that after the village was developed into a tourist village, only the strong young were needed for the remaining fields, and each family had dividends, so the elderly beca idle. The village leader wanted to help these elders cultivate so hobbies and interests.
"Over at the threshing ground, so started doing square dancing, but many grandpas want to practice Tai Chi Boxing and Tai Chi Sword."
The village hadn’t yet built a simple sports and fitness place, so in the evenings, the villagers’ activity sites were mainly two.
One place was the village entrance, where people often ca to chat while eating sunflower seeds or played chess and drank tea. After Yun Xiuxiu arrived, she would also take her daughter over to perform for the villagers.
The other was the threshing ground, where occasionally soone would co to do square dancing.
"Oh, you’re asking Miaomiao to teach Tai Chi Sword?"
Tuanzi had no objections.
"But Miaomiao’s hands are short, so she can only use a specially made sword, or a branch."
She stretched out her little hand, opening and closing it.
Back in ancient tis, she always practiced with specially made swords and blades. Those weapons couldn’t co along, so in modern tis, she used branches or other long, rod-like objects as substitutes.
However, to achieve the Tai Chi Sword’s lightness and softness, a sword with both flexibility and resilience needed to be chosen.
Bao Cong touched his head, "The village chief uncle seems to have prepared a small Tai Chi sword for you."
Tuanzi suspiciously asked, "Prepared so quickly?"
It seed like they’d co prepared.
Upon seeing the village chief uncle, a kind yet savvy person, Tuanzi was sure of this assumption.
The village chief had done it deliberately.
Tuanzi pouted, "Are you using Miaomiao?"
The village chief laughed heartily, "No, no, no, I’m hiring you as a teacher. During the filming, your teaching fees can be exchanged for food. How about that?"
Tuanzi, who had been slightly angry, bead with a smile.
"Wages? Any food I want in exchange?"
"Only equivalent food."
Tuanzi touched her face, for the sake of food, she reluctantly agreed.
Hehe, roast chicken, roast duck, here I co!
[Ancient Martial System: You’re drooling.]
Tuanzi quickly wiped her mouth, finding it dry.
[Miaomiao: You’re lying!]
Tuanzi soon took a small Tai Chi sword and started teaching.
Adding a sword made it more visually interesting.
Though small, Tuanzi wasn’t called a martial arts genius for nothing. Even though she hadn’t studied Tai Chi Sword long-term, her demonstration of an entire set allowed everyone to see that she had achieved a perfect fusion of spirit, intent, breath, and power, wielding the sword as an extension of herself.
[It looks quite simple; I want to learn too.]
[In our local park, people often practice Tai Chi Sword in the morning; I’ve decided to go and learn secretly soday.]
[I looked up online: The official evaluation of Tai Chi Sword is quite high, promoting health and longevity, enhancing fitness and strength.]
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