Originally, Xia Ge wanted to continue to be the king at home, but his grandfather was sick and he would definitely visit him.

When he was a child, Xia Ge kissed his grandfather, and he was still picking him up and dropping him off from school. His grandfather would cook a lot of delicious food for him every day.

Xia Ge's family has a lot of knowledge, according to grandfather, their ancestors were still imperial chefs.

My parents didn’t say it during the morning meal, it shouldn’t be particularly dangerous, so don’t rush to go today. Xia Ge thought for a while and said:

"Okay, mom, I'll go to Shanghai Stock Exchange to see my grandfather. Today is not possible, tomorrow!"

Xia Ma smiled satisfied. Although Xia Ge was usually a good filial child.

She knew that Xia Ge's current state was just because he had no goals and no dreams. To put it bluntly, his vision was too shallow, thinking that live broadcasts could be comparable to becoming a big star? This is a joke. Live broadcasts are not mainstream after all. Xia's mother can be sure that even if her son becomes popular, live broadcasts will be tens of millions a year, and being a traffic star can easily earn hundreds of millions a year.

She wanted to find a goal for Xia Ge, broaden his horizons and let him not think about being a little anchor all day long!

Saying goodbye to my mother, Xia Ge came to a corner of the park. This is Mr. Zhang’s exclusive practice site.

After getting along for nearly ten days, the two of them are already very familiar with each other. Mr. Zhang is a person with a rich life experience. He also went to the front line to kill the Japanese. When Xia Ge accompanied him to practice boxing, he often heard him talk about some past events.

Zhang Qingfeng knew Xia Ge better. Ten days ago, his grandson checked Xia Ge's background thoroughly.

He is very familiar with Xia Ge's personality. This time, Xia Ge was still a little surprised that he could persist in practicing boxing with him every day.

According to his investigation, Xia Ge is a person who rarely exercises.

"Xiaoge is here." Old Master Zhang Qingfeng smiled.

In addition to the extraordinary insight of Xia Ge on the first day, Xia Ge seemed to have become stupid and could not perform the boxing technique of that day. These days, Mr. Zhang Qingfeng is teaching Xia Ge to practice Tai Chi again.

"Good morning, old man." Xia Ge also replied with a smile.

He has not used active skills these days and wants to learn it by himself. The old man also teaches with all his heart. Xia Ge is very grateful to him.

"I have almost finished all the moves today, but you still need to master the internal breathing method. How about it? Are you interested in learning?" Zhang Qingfeng asked.

Is this the intention of accepting himself as his disciple? Xia Ge nodded without hesitation and said, "Study! Grandpa Zhang, will I call you master in the future?"

Zhang Qingfeng had a smile on his face. Although Xia Ge couldn't play the first time later, he learned very quickly. He also knew Xia Ge's character very well and really wanted to accept a closed disciple.

If his children are successful, he will not be like this. However, they are all plagued by mundane things and cannot calm down and learn martial arts from him. Several disciples are not good at it.

"You have to choose a good day for the apprenticeship ceremony, but you can talk about these later. I have two apprentices, so you are considered a junior brother. I am not a sect here, and I don't have many rules to tell you later." Zhang Qingfeng touched his snow-white beard and smiled.

Xia Ge also thoughtfully agreed to become a disciple.

If you own the equipment [Zhang Qingfeng's Belt], you will naturally use other people's family boxing techniques.

In order to become famous in his master, Xia Ge also needs to learn from Zhang Qingfeng.

Moreover, Xia Ge admires Zhang Qingfeng's character very much. Those who stood up to kill the Japanese in the era of blood and fire were worthy of respect.

Next, Zhang Qingfeng taught Xia Ge's last move step by step, and Xia Ge took the opportunity and said, "Master, my grandfather is seriously ill. I will go to the Magic City tomorrow, so I won't come to learn boxing. When I come back in a few days, I will call Grandpa Mengda."

"That's it. I originally planned to teach you breathing method tomorrow. Then you can take this book to see first. This is the basic introduction to breathing method. When you get familiar with it, I will teach you the formulas and some key tricks when you come back." Zhang Qingfeng said as he took out an ancient book from the leather bag beside him.

This is a light yellow ancient book, very similar to the format of the Republic of China period. The text is from right to left, from top to bottom, or a thread-bound version.

The home page is written in traditional Chinese characters, and the three small characters Zhang Qingfeng are written in the lower right corner of Tai Chi Method.

It looks extremely simple, but it exudes heavy weight.

"This is some of the notes I remember when I was young. Take them back and take them carefully. You should have some gains. Maybe you can enter the state of meditation when we met on the first day." Zhang Qingfeng patted Xia Ge's shoulder and handed the book over and said.

Xia Ge really wanted to say that he could get into the state at any time, but he still held it back.

Looking at the ancient book, Xia Ge was stunned.

After reading without any prompts for many days, the system actually shows that this book is readable!

Suddenly Xia Ge understood why the master could read the sugar and three spoonfuls.

This is because both of them wrote books!

The reading system can naturally only work on people who write books. I am really stupid.

But it's not too late to figure it out now.

Xia Ge happily put away the ancient books and prepared to go back and take time to read them. I don’t know what equipment will be revealed. It’s not easy to see this appearance! If I explode my internal skills, I don’t know if I will become a martial arts master as described in Jin Yong’s novels.

Saying goodbye to the master, Xia Ge and his mother went home together.

I planned to start the trip to score points, but I contacted Master Chen Dongdong a few days ago and asked him if he was free in the morning.

A master of online writing!

If you don’t have time, you have to have it. Xia Ge can only go to the teahouse where Chen Dongdong is. He doesn’t know why Chen Dongdong chose a teahouse in the early morning.

When I arrived, I realized that there were two people beside Chen Dongdong. Before Xia Ge came, one of them had already left.

"You must have heard of these people. The real name of Tudou is Li Fu. This is Zhuang Bufan. He wrote a master of all professions. But recently he was going to Ali, so he invited us to dinner. As a result, he played mahjong all night." Chen Dong introduced.

The one who looks handsome but not tall is Tudou, while the middle-aged fat man is Lao Zhuang.

Xia Ge didn't expect that he could meet so many great gods in just a few days after entering the online literature circle. It may also be related to the strengthening of the equipment incident. Here he is a junior, so he quickly shook hands with everyone.

"We shouldn't have called you so early, but we were talking about your new book last night. You are now the number one newcomer! We all read it, and we really wrote it well."

"Laozhuang went to Ali right away, and he was not sure. He just wanted to talk to you to see if he could get some advice. Potato is just here to watch the fun." Chen Dongdong said again.

Xia Ge was a little panicked at this time. He could give some advice on sugar and add three spoons because he lost the book and could write the mystery because he made the book online inexplicably.

Now Xia Ge doesn’t know who wrote this book, he only knows how to write it well!

He said politely: "The three of you are joking, and you will talk about your ideas. I have no results yet. I dare not pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of my brothers."

Several people sat down while talking and laughing, and Xia Ge quickly stared at the few people.

He had known before that people who read were required to write physical books. Several of them were well-known writers, and novels were published in both simplified and traditional Chinese, so reading them should be fine.

Xia Ge looked at Chen Dongdong first, maybe because several people were staring at him, and the reading progress jumped very quickly.

"Read successfully, drop the perfect world, the holy ruins."

Isn’t Perfect World written by Chen Dongdong? Now he should have written more than 1,400 chapters. Xia Ge absorbed two books and suddenly countless messages poured into his mind.

"Huo, Chen Da actually wrote more than two thousand chapters! It's amazing, it seems that he can write for at least one year."

"Hey, this Holy Ruins is interesting, kidney deficiency?" Xia Ge absorbed the two books in his mind, and reality was only a moment.
Chapter completed!