Xu Qing thinks that what Jiang He should learn most is Chinese, but he doesn't know how to teach.

Unlike mathematics, there are fixed formulas and problem-solving ideas. Many Chinese exercise books are used to recite texts and ancient poems. Although reciting them is of little use, they can gradually have an impact on people. In other words, it depends on time for a long time.

The aroma of books will not be nurtured by reading one or two books. We need to persist in the accumulation of books.

A scholar with super martial arts is excellent when he thinks about it. Xu Qing is looking forward to Jiang He's appearance at that time.

"The autumn wind moves thousands of miles, and the clouds are high at dusk. Do you know where the most powerful place for scholars is?"

"Can you write poetry?"

"No, it can describe the most complex things in minimalist words, so it's very easy for smart people to talk with each other, sometimes even one action can know what the other person means."

"Then why don't you talk to me so easily?"

“……”

“……”

Looking at Xu Qing's eyes, Jiang he blinks, suddenly reacts and lowers his head in shame.

"Go on, this short ten words can describe the time, place, scenery and autumn wind. If you want to describe the wild we saw when we went out, what would you say?"

“……”

“……”

Long silence.

"In the afternoon, we went to the wild. There was a lot of corn. It was hot outside." Jiang He said.

"Not bad."

"What's good?" Jiang He feels that Xu Qing is mocking himself.

"Simple words, simple things, accurate is good, do you want to directly say the famous sentence spread through the ages?" Xu Qing thinks that this is enough for the moment. If the expression is not clear, she should dance with her hands and even say that the corn leaves are so long, and the weather is so hot, the sun is so big, there are no clouds, and it's not a sunny day

That would be like teaching pupils.

"Only when you learn to be simple can you learn to be complex. It's more difficult to talk about a small thing in a long way." Xu Qing took a pen and marked her on the book, "for example, you have to understand the meaning of this poem before you can say one, two, three. Simply and carefully explain to me what the author is talking about. Otherwise, you can only say a lot of words that you don't know what to say. First you have input, then you can output. Do you understand? "

"Why didn't you be a teacher?"

"Not now?"

"Well..."

Jiang he rubbed his feet on his legs, and his eyes turned.

Sure enough, Xu Qing was addicted to being a teacher here.

"Keep reading."

Xu Qing holds her feet in her arms and touches them with her hands, thinking about Jiang He's use.

So fast by the network teaching bad.

Or not enough homework

Jiang He sat reading the book for a moment and quietly straightened up to see what he was doing. When he saw a treasure page on Xu Qing's mobile phone, he was shocked: "what are you doing?"

"Don't you think you need to read more?"

"There are enough books now!"

"As an ancient man who didn't receive nine years' obligation, you need to work harder."

"I don't take exams." Jiang he stares at his mobile phone nervously for fear that Xu Qing will press it down.

"Yes, you don't have to take an exam... But you still have to read books. Otherwise, if you don't read books when you have nothing to do, it's easy to listen to the prejudice on the Internet and become cyber violent."

"Not so much, then?"

"Well, it's not all yours. Some of them are novels. I read them too."

Xu Qing shakes his mobile phone, and there are a full set of "three bodies" and "sand dunes". There are too many mystery novels on the shelf, so he wants to add some science fiction.

Reading good-looking books and playing fun games are better than playing games when you are tired.

It takes time to do anything, but if a person has so much time and more good habits, the corresponding bad habits will be reduced.

……

When the express came the next day, Jiang He was very nervous and still wondered why the book he bought yesterday would be delivered so soon.

Xu Qing received it and came in with a long package. Jiang He's eyes lit up and jumped up from the chair.

"My sword!"

"Yes, your logistics is much slower than soft sword." Xu Qing sat on the chair and watched her excitedly unpack.

Inside is Miao Jian, which is 1.58 meters long and nearly 1.6 meters long. It's a human like thug in Jiang He's hands.

"Now it's time to buy Miao Dao. It should look better with a little radian." He said, touching his chin.

"No, I like swords."

Jiang He, holding a long sword of nearly 1.6 meters in one hand, subconsciously wants to turn twice to see the tables and chairs around, and stifles the impulse.

"Can you dance a sword for such a long time?" Xu Qing is curious.

"Yes, just get familiar with it." Jiang he simply said that there was no way to use it here. He could only watch it on his arm and caress it with his fingers. Xu Qing could easily see how much she liked the sword.

"You don't want to sleep with it at night, do you?"

"No way."

Jiang He said that he couldn't, but he wanted to hold it every day.

If she practises such a sword more, she will be invincible.

"You didn't make such a big sword at that time? Isn't one inch long and one inch strong? "

"It's easy to break if it's so long, expensive and heavy. How can it be like this..."

Jiang He doesn't know how to describe it. Anyway, it's all right. If it's cut

I can only think about it. In modern society, no matter how much I like it, I can only do it by Xu Qing's hand. If I have nothing to do, I can play with it.

"If you take it out, it will be confiscated, won't it?" She asked.

"Sure, it's a super controlled tool. Look at the tip... Be careful not to poke me." Xu Qing pointed to the tip of the sword and told her the control range of arc and length.

Now there's no sword rack. I'll think about it when there are at least four or five swords. Otherwise, it's meaningless to put them on. Maybe it will stimulate Jiang He's desire to collect them and want to hang them full of swords.

It's the same as hand-made. I'll be very happy if I get something different every two months. If I buy a lot at once, I can only feel empty.

Jiang He didn't think so much about it for the moment. Miao Jian poked at his side. The object looked longer than the picture. When he got to Jiang He's chin, he couldn't help holding the sword with both hands. He had to carry the scabbard obliquely behind his back or on his shoulder to walk easily.

The hilt is also very long. You can use one hand or two hands. If you use both hands

Jiang He took the gesture and was very satisfied. He handed it to Xu Qing generously: "here you are."

"I'd better forget..."

Feeling the heavy weight, Xu Qing threw it back and picked up the Longquan sword beside him: "what's your name? I never hurt nobody. "

"Salt Gang Jiang He, do you want to fight with me?" Jiang He cooperated with him and took off the scabbard. The one meter six swords with cold metal light came out, which made Xu Qing's swords look like toys.

Small Jiang He with a big sword, high Xu Qing with a toy like three foot sword, confrontation in the living room.

"Jiangcheng, Xu Qing."

"Modern, Jianghe."

"I've been powerful all my life, and no one has ever made me return to the sword for defense, so this sword only attacks, not defends. The sword moves with the will, and the intention is to lead the sword. The nine style sword technique changes endlessly. If there are no moves to win, there are moves to break all the martial arts in the world..."

She couldn't stand his nagging and impatiently picked out the tip of the sword. "There's so much nonsense. Look at the sword!"

The long sword was raised flat and could be thrust forward.

Hey, forty meter broadsword is so funny.

Xu Qing turns around and swishes back to the room.