An hour passed.

A white car slowly drove into Aobei Village and headed towards the basketball court.

In order not to waste time, Chen An'an had already put on a white Tai Chi suit and started practicing Tai Chi in front of his home.

At this time, the white car had stopped on the basketball court, and a woman wearing sunglasses got out of the car.

The woman had a bun, which made her head look slightly smaller. She took off her sunglasses, revealing a fair and clean face. She put her hands into the pockets of her khaki woolen coat and leaned against the inside of the car door.

Just silently watching Chen An'an practice Tai Chi.

Her khaki woolen coat was open, revealing a snow-white turtleneck sweater, with the outlines of two small red watermelons faintly visible in the middle of the sweater.

Ten minutes passed and Chen Anping finally finished a complete set of Tai Chi.

In fact, just when the car entered the village, he was spotted by his keen senses. He estimated that Zhao Xuan was here, but his Tai Chi had just started a new round, and he was unwilling to stop just like that.

Artistic conception is not something that exists all the time.

Chen Ping An stopped his hand and slowly exhaled warm air. His eyes penetrated the white mist in front of him and looked at the white car parked on the basketball court.

Sure enough, Zhao Xuan was already standing at the passenger exit, staring at him.

Chen An'an waved to Zhao Xuan and showed an honest smile, "Zhao Xuan, you've been waiting for a long time."

Zhao Xuan saw that Chen An'an had finished Tai Chi, and then slowly walked to the door of Chen An'an's house. She looked up at the bees coming in and out of the eaves of Chen An'an's house, and smiled and joked: "Chen An'an, you live at home."

If you catch a bee, aren't you afraid of being stung by a bee?"

"What are you afraid of? These bees are smart!"

"What kind of spiritual method?" Zhao Xuan is a reporter and has a good sense of various breaking news topics. She immediately discovered the implication of Chen Anping's words.

"Look!" Chen An'an didn't hide it. He turned around and walked towards the house.

After a while, he came out with a mahogany sword in his hand.

"Is this a wooden sword?" Zhao Xuan was a little confused. Is there any connection between the wooden sword and the spirituality of bees?

Chen An'an smiled. Seeing Zhao Xuan's confused expression, she felt it was funny, so she pulled out the peach wood sword and said, "This is the peach wood sword!"

Clang!

There was a metallic sound, and Chen An'an, who was wearing a white Tai Chi suit, turned around and appeared on the basketball court.

After all, the entrance to my house is too narrow. It’s okay to practice Tai Chi, but not so good to practice Tai Chi sword.

This abominable Chen Long, I have to eat your daughter to eliminate the evil spirit in my heart!

Chen An'an looked at the basketball court in his yard and silently closed his eyes.

"Chen Anping, can I record a video with my mobile phone?" At this time, Zhao Xuan hurriedly took out the pink phone from her small bag. Without waiting for Chen Anping's consent, she had already turned on the recording mode.

"no problem."

While Chen An'an was doing Tai Chi, he had already discovered that Zhao Xuan was pointing her cell phone at him, motionless.

But since he was willing to practice Tai Chi and Tai Chi sword outside, he never thought about hiding it.

These seemingly ordinary boxing and sword skills can be seen by anyone with a little common sense.

But who would have thought that the ornamental Tai Chi Sword and Tai Chi Chuan that Chen An'an learned are actually real martial arts that can fight and even kill people?

Chen An'an used every move, not only retaining the original movements of the Tai Chi Sword, but also uniquely adding his own experience.

His movements were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, like a swordsman in a movie. There seemed to be a trace of invisible sword intention flowing through the peach wood sword in his hand, filling the entire space with a sense of sword intention.

Zhao Xuan looked a little dazed. As a local reporter, she often interviews various extraordinary people throughout the county.

Among them, she has seen many Tai Chi practitioners and Tai Chi sword dancers.

Among them, there are also some professional retired practitioners.

But among them, no one can compare with Chen An'an in terms of appreciation and artistic conception!

The mobile phone held by Zhao Xuan began to shake slightly, and Chen Ping'an, who was dancing the sword in the screen, shook slightly.

She thought silently in her heart: "I'm afraid Chen An'an's Tai Chi sword will be ranked even if it is taken to the provincial competition!"

She went to several traditional martial arts competitions in the province and met many young talents, as well as many practitioners who were still young with their swords.

Her eyes were venomous, and she immediately discovered Chen Ping'an's good demeanor!

Chen Anping is not a simple amateur!

Just when Zhao Xuan finally suppressed the overwhelming power in her heart, she suddenly discovered that many bees appeared around Chen An'an in the camera lens of her mobile phone.

She thought she was hallucinating, so she couldn't help but move her head to the right and look at Chen Anping in person.

I saw these little bees, as if commanded by the queen bee, lined up in a long line and began to dance around Chen An'an and Tao Mujian.

Their dance is very regular and beautiful.

Chen Anping did not hide it. Since he planned to let Zhao Xuan see his Tai Chi sword and Zhao Xuan wanted to record a video, he was not polite to show the whole set of Tai Chi sword.

Clang!

The long sword was sheathed, and with a crisp sound, Chen An'an appeared in front of Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan was stunned and stared blankly at Chen An'an who suddenly appeared in front of her. She could even smell the manly scent emanating from Chen An'an.

Manly smell, to put it crudely, is the smell of men’s sweat.

Zhao Xuan, who loves cleanliness very much, did not take a step back, not to take care of Chen An'an's face, but because she was deeply attracted by Chen An'an's swordsmanship.

She hurriedly turned off her phone, with a faint smile on her face, "Chen An'an, where did you learn Tai Chi? It's not only authentic, but also unique!"

"Haha, I learned it from the national master in the video."

The corner of Zhao Xuan's mouth twitched, feeling that Chen An'an was deceiving her feelings, but looking at Chen An'an's serious look, it didn't look like he was lying.

By practicing blindly in front of the video, you can reach the level of winning provincial competitions. What a lie!

"You don't mind if I post these videos online?" In order to take care of Chen Anping's privacy, she specifically sought Chen Anping's opinion.

Chen Anping laughed, "No problem, I'm still waiting to become famous as an Internet celebrity!"

Being an Internet celebrity can make money through traffic. How could he not have this plan?

However, he posted the video he recorded online, and the response was mediocre. Most of the comments he received were:

"These are all special effects!"

"The traces of p are so heavy!"

"How is it possible, jumping and running with one hand, are you still a human being?"

Zhao Xuan did not answer Chen An'an's words. She focused on the peach wood sword in Chen An'an's hand, "Can you show me this sword?"

If you want to become an internet celebrity, do you just have to rely purely on your own luck?

She, Zhao Xuan, has put in so much effort for those hundreds of thousands of fans!

"No problem. This is a mahogany sword made by my second uncle himself. It is custom-made and cannot be bought in the market!"

"I didn't expect that your second uncle is also an expert!"

After handing the peach wood sword to Zhao Xuan, Chen Anping walked towards the door of his house.

He had already packed a hundred kilograms of cooked land and was waiting for Zhao Xuan to pick it up in person.

Different from the first time Chen Juanjuan entered Chen An'an's house, Zhao Xuan did not show any abnormality after entering his mud-tile house. As soon as she stepped onto the wooden threshold, she began to look for familiar places in the house.

"Where is the ripe place?" Her tone was slightly anxious.

"Here." Chen Ping'an turned sideways and passed in front of Zhao Xuan. He walked to his side and found a yellow snakeskin bag among several snakeskin bags in the room.

Pulling out the snakeskin bag filled with cooked rehmannia, Chen An'an stood in front of Zhao Xuan, "I've weighed it for you. It's exactly 100 kilograms. I don't know if you think it's too much."

Although I don’t understand why this girl wants so much cooked land, and it must be high-quality cooked land that is steamed and sun-dried, but since the boss is willing to pay, he unceremoniously clears out all his inferior inventory.

"100 kilograms?" Apparently, Zhao Xuan was a little surprised that Chen An'an actually had so much ripe land.

"Too much?"

"Oh, no no no!" Zhao Xuan shook her head hurriedly, "I want them all!"
Chapter completed!