Chapter 22: Talented and Self-Disciplined There is a peach tree in the inner courtyard. It is not growing well and produces few and sparse fruits, which have all fallen now. Lin Xiangyun stood under the tree, facing the peach tree with his hands behind his back. "You have an empty frame and weak feet. Do you still want to force the spiritual orifice to open? Oh, you'd better give up this idea." Of course, he was not talking to the peach tree, but to the boy standing on one of the branches of the peach tree. Judging from his age, he is obviously a student, but judging from what he said, it really doesn't sound like a teacher talking to a student. The boy stood on one leg on the branch. If an ordinary person saw it, they would not see anything wrong with it and would even think it was very stable. He didn't care about Lin Xiangyun's unpleasant words at all, and just closed his eyes and said: "If I can't penetrate the five orifices, I won't break through the spirit realm." Lin Xiangyun wiped his face and said, "Four orifices are enough. It's not a good thing to pursue perfection too much." "What do you want from me?"
"Looking for you? Oh, yes, some people are coming to watch tomorrow. You should get ready and have a show fight. They love to watch that." Lin Xiangyun said. The boy frowned: "What's the use of this?" "How should I know? Anyway, you should just do it as a token of your appreciation so that the principal won't criticize me for being so sloppy." "You're just messing around." "Shut up." Lin Xiangyun walked away swayingly, muttering to himself as he walked. "Class 1? I'd like to see what's so special about the Chen Mo that Uncle Sun mentioned." dong dong. After knocking twice on the desk, Old Wu began his speech as usual. "Those who sign up to visit the inner courtyard, remember, don't make any noise, don't run around, just practice with them, feel the difference, and see how others plan. Do you understand?" "understand!" Everyone answered in unison, but Chen Mo said nothing. You cannot be a person who makes promises lightly but breaks his promises. As long as you don’t make promises, you are not dishonest. Old Wu didn't pay attention to him, but just nodded: "Okay, everyone come with me. If you don't want to go, just practice well. If there are any problems, we can solve them together when I come back." Clatter. Clatter. There was a series of noises from tables, chairs, benches and the ground rubbing against each other in the classroom, and soon, the classroom of Class 1 became quiet. Old Wu led about thirty students around the teaching building and headed towards a deeper area at the back. There are no facilities needed for normal teaching here, so students don't come here often. Further in is the large carved steel door, which is the main entrance to the inner courtyard, but most of the students inside go in through the small door on the other side facing the street, and have no intersection with the ordinary classes in the martial arts school. Old Wu stepped forward and shouted to the guard room inside: "Open the door, please."
There is an old man sitting in the guard room. He is not a guard, but a cleaner and gardener, responsible for maintaining the hygiene and greening of the inner courtyard. Hearing the shout, the old man who was cleaning the guard room came out carrying a broom. He looked so imposing that he did not look like a cleaning man but rather a general holding a sword. "The front door is the door that won't open." His voice was full of energy and intimidating without him being angry. The students were filled with awe. Is this the inner courtyard? Even the guards are not ordinary people. Then, the old man turned around, glanced at Old Wu and the group of students behind him, and then slapped his forehead. "Oh, you guys are here to watch, I forgot, I'm sorry, I forgot, this is what happens when you get older, hahahaha." After saying that, he stuck out his tongue. Old Wu was very upset. Why are you still trying to be cute at your age? The students' dreams were instantly shattered. Although the security guard did not look like a normal person, he seemed to be going in the wrong direction. So far, Chen Mo has been blending in with the crowd, quiet and low-key, like an obedient good student, which surprised Huang Cui a little. Soon, everyone walked into the inner courtyard shaded by pine and cypress trees. "Wow, what a great environment." "If I could practice on that stone arch bridge, my progress would definitely be twice as fast." "so quiet." "Cough cough!" Old Wu's cough quieted the queue. The group walked along the path, bypassed the pond, and stopped at the small square in front of the three-story villa. "I'll ask someone to come down and remember what I said yesterday." As an ordinary martial arts school teacher, he certainly didn't dare to ask a strong man who stayed in the martial arts academy to wait for him, so he came first and then went up to find someone. Chen Mo stood in the line and nudged Huang Cui with his elbow: "What did he say yesterday?" "Didn't you hear what was said in the classroom?" "I was planning how to maximize the efficiency of today's visit and didn't pay attention." Huang Cui cleared her throat and imitated Old Wu in a muffled voice: "Remember this, when you go to the inner courtyard tomorrow, you must not make any noise or run around, and observe discipline. They kindly let us visit, so we can’t cause any negative impact. And they are the inner courtyard, no, the official name is the advanced class, everyone is both talented and self-disciplined, talent can’t be changed, but self-discipline can’t be lost! ” Chen Mo said "oh" and felt that Old Wu was really good at understanding students' psychology. After he reminded them of yesterday's words, everyone in the class became visibly more serious, with their chests and heads held high, their eyes not looking away, waiting for the teachers and students from the inner courtyard to arrive. Then the atmosphere collapsed in a roar of anger.
"Stop right there, you little brat! You're stealing my strawberries again! Thirty yuan a pound is really expensive!" Immediately afterwards, two figures jumped out from the three-story building. One of them was holding a plastic box of fruit with only a few strawberries left in it. His cheeks were bulging, and it was obvious that he had not had time to swallow the food. Although his current condition was not suitable for running, he still flashed past everyone's eyes at a very fast speed. Behind him, a middle-aged man with unshaven beard just stepped out of the door, his hair was messy and he was wearing slippers that were not suitable for running. Chen Mo recognized him immediately. This was Lin Xiangyun, the head instructor of the inner courtyard, whom he had spoken to that day. Seeing this scene, everyone became even more silent. Is this the self-discipline of the inner courtyard? The students are not behaving properly and the teachers don't look much better. Just when Old Wu was a little stunned, a black light flashed in front of everyone, and some kind of hidden weapon shot out from Lin Xiangyun's hand. Whoosh—boom! The hidden weapon penetrated directly into the trunk of the sycamore tree opposite. Hey! This isn’t a question of self-discipline or not! This is murder! Everyone gradually became dumbfounded. But suddenly, someone thought of an even more surprising question. The student who stole the strawberries turned around easily and hid. They couldn't help but think that if they had taken the blow with their backs, they would probably be dying on the Naihe Bridge. The strength of the inner courtyard is so terrifying! Fortunately, after throwing the hidden weapon, Lin Xiangyun also saw the extra visitors. He did not continue to chase them, but just stopped. "Oh, sorry, Teacher Wu. I was just about to change my clothes and come down." Old Wu was in a state of shock at this time, and subconsciously said: "Teacher Lin, this... is not very safe." Lin Xiangyun knew what he meant and quickly explained: "No, no, no, today is a special situation. We don't usually do this." That's pretty much it. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Xiangyun continued, "Usually I would control the angle well so as not to hurt the tree. Besides, with such a small hole, the tree won't die, right?" Everyone had black lines on their heads. Who the hell said tree? (End of this chapter)