Chapter 36 Three minutes is enough for washing clothes, pain during massage is normal

Author: Liang Xueli

Chapter 36 Three minutes is enough for washing clothes, pain during massage is normal

Rinse and apply soap.

Stab, sting, flush, apply soap, sting, sting, flush.

Lu Feng's movements of scrubbing clothes were quick and neat, with a full sense of rhythm.

The sound produced seems to come from a musical instrument, crisp and sweet.

In less than twenty seconds, I finished washing my coat and threw it into the bucket.

When he was about to wash his pants, he found that his roommates were looking at him stupidly.

"Hurry up and wash it! What are you doing standing still?"

Everyone suddenly woke up and started washing their clothes one after another.

The rhythmic sound of rubbing clothes sounded again.

Others saw it and wanted to learn, so they followed Lu Feng's rhythm.

After a while, the sound of scrubbing clothes in the bathroom became as consistent as walking in unison.

But less than a minute after the sound started, Lu Feng finished rubbing his clothes, pants, underwear and socks.

Turn on the faucet, fill up the water, and prepare soap.

The next step was even faster. I pounded it in the washing bucket a few times, then took it out and wrung it out.

After twisting it, shake it hard three times!

Bang bang bang!

Like three beats of a drum.

Tong Teng Teng Teng!

Bang bang bang!

Tong Teng Teng Teng!

Pipipipi!

Put on the hanger, hang, hang, hang, call it a day.

The others were stunned again.

The movement was too fast and they couldn't keep up.

Lu Feng stretched out leisurely and said, "I've finished washing, you guys take your time."

After saying that, he walked out of the bathroom.

Everyone suddenly came to their senses again, and then started scrubbing and messing around.

The assistant supervisor outside the door heard the commotion and immediately came in to scold him.

"What are you doing? Let you wash your clothes, why don't we have a water fight?"

When he looked into the bathroom, he saw water splashing and clothes fluttering around.

Everyone was washing clothes very nervously, and it looked like they were shaking.

The anger that had just arisen in the deputy's head immediately disappeared.

Only then did he realize that there was one person who was not involved and was leisurely folding clothes on the bed. Those were clothes that had been hung to dry during the day.

"Lu Feng, why don't you go do the laundry?" Deputy Hu's cold tone was filled with displeasure.

Lu Feng immediately stood up and stood at attention.

"I've already washed it."

Deputy Hu's brows jumped and he immediately looked towards the bathroom, and sure enough he saw a set of clothes hanging up.

He immediately looked at the timer and saw that there were still about ten seconds left before five minutes.

Not bad speed.

Deputy Hu secretly praised him, and when he looked up again, other people in the bathroom also began to hang up their washed clothes to dry.

Seeing this, he just said a word and walked out.

"Remember to put everything in order."

After a while, everyone in dormitory 303 heard the assistant supervisor’s roar coming from next door.

"Are you doing laundry or making noodles?"

"Make your movements smooth for me!"

Fang Ziwen patted his chest happily when he heard this.

"Brother Feng, do you think we can wash the clothes cleanly like this?"

Lu Feng chuckled and said, "Mine must have been washed."

Fang Ziwen was not convinced.

Although Lu Feng's movements of washing clothes are very interesting and the sound is very rhythmic, but the time is so short, how can he wash them cleanly?

He wondered: "There is a washing machine in the school, why do we have to wash it by hand?"

Zheng Juzhong said: "Why are you asking so many questions? Just obey the orders."

Lu Feng patted Fang Ziwen on the shoulder and said, "The school hopes to train our independence. When we go on missions or go to the battlefield, we won't be able to find a washing machine to wash your clothes."

"If you adapt now, you won't be embarrassed in the future."

"The more you rely on the convenience brought by machinery during training, the easier it will be to fall into passivity and helplessness when going on the battlefield."

Fang Ziwen really felt a lot better.

When he knows that doing certain hard things is meaningful, he will complain less.

At this time, Wang Gang also hung up his clothes and came over.

"Isn't it okay to rely on guns?"

Lu Feng chuckled and said: "Guns are very reliable, no matter how familiar they are. But ammunition is always limited, so we must not only rely more on guns, but also learn to get rid of dependence on guns."

Dong Xiaohei, who was lying back on the bed, also took over the conversation: "I haven't touched a real gun yet. When I was a kid, I saw adults shooting birds with air guns. I was always envious."

"The real thing is heavy and heavy, and there is recoil, which is not fun. Fatty, what I want most now is to have a good sleep. Today's training is really terrible. I don't know if I can persist tomorrow."

Wang Gang also said: "We trained so intensely today, my whole body will definitely be sore tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get out of bed."

"Speaking of which, Brother Feng's training volume is several times that of ours. Don't you feel sore?"

Fang Ziwen also quickly asked: "Yes, yes, did Brother Feng practice some magical secrets and teach the brothers two moves?"

Lu Feng's expression changed and he replied: "It's not a magical skill, it's just some common stretching methods that I learned from the gym."

"If you want to learn, I can teach you a set of massage techniques that can effectively relieve the aftereffects of exercise."

When everyone heard this, they immediately became energetic and stood up one by one.

Lu Feng said: "Which of you will make a body template?"

Fang Ziwen immediately raised his hands and shouted: "Me, me, me!"

Because of his weight, he happened to sleep on the lower bunk.

Everyone gathered at his bed.

Lu Feng asked him to lie face down.

"It's actually not complicated. You just need to remember a few parts."

Lu Feng rubbed his palms to warm them up first.

"First, start with the head, starting from the Baihui point, which is the top of the skull."

Lu Feng pressed the top of Fang Ziwen's head with his thumb, pressed his temple with his index finger, and began to rotate gently with his technique.

Fang Ziwen suddenly groaned.

"The second is the neck, which is also in the middle. The place where the two tendons are raised is called Bailao point."

Lu Feng massaged it with his hands, and Fang Ziwen immediately cried out in pain.

"Brother Feng, it hurts, it hurts!"

Lu Feng said, "It's normal to feel pain. You can be gentle when you're not skilled at it, so as not to injure your tendons with excessive force."

"After the neck, there is the back. Pushing is the main method. You can use your hands or elbows, from the shoulders down to the waist and kidneys, and then up."

Lu Feng spoke with force, and Fang Ziwen immediately screamed like a slaughtering pig.

Wang Gang immediately stepped forward and covered him, "Fat man, why are you screaming so much!"
To be continued...