mage in the late qing dynasty

Chapter 228

The little old man's brows drooped, his face was rough, but his eyes were burning and energetic.

It was Liang Dunyan, the president of Beiyang University.

Liang Dunyan lifted a rock and hit himself on the foot. He didn't catch anything, and let Zhao Chuanxin destroy public facilities and run away.

In fact, he knew that the Qing court ordered Zhao Chuanxin to be arrested, that the Beiyang soldiers were single-handedly beaten by Zhao Chuanxin, and that he even knew that Aixinjueluo and Yikuang suffered a big loss at the hands of Zhao Chuanxin!
But this old man was able to pretend to be ignorant without changing his face.

When I saw Zhao Chuanxin, I immediately vomited bitterness: "Mr. Zhao, you really made me suffer! I kindly asked you to give a speech, but you ruined the school like that. How can I bear it? That is the place of education. , is the hope for the rise of the nation and the country. Hey, forget it, forget it, I am unlucky..."

A good move is to retreat.

If it were someone else, he would definitely feel ashamed when he said such a thing, and hurriedly patted his chest and swore that he would pay compensation or something.

But Zhao Chuanxin didn't like this at all: "That's all?
Are you unlucky?

Oh that's okay, I have to sigh, Principal Liang, your luck is really bad.

I still have to take a step ahead, Principal Liang, let's have tea together another day. "

There was a look of bitterness and hatred here.

But Liang Dunyan was dumbfounded.

What the hell?

I'm so unlucky?

Is this what people say?Is there still humanity?Is there still kindness?Is there even half a sense of morality?

"Wait!" Liang Dunyan hurriedly called Zhao Chuanxin to stop: "Mr. Zhao, today Beiyang University holds a joint sports meeting. This is the first time. I cordially invite Mr. Zhao to participate!"

Zhao Chuanxin scratched his head honestly: "Principal Liang, as the saying goes, bad luck always accompanies me. Like you, I am often unlucky. If I enter the campus and cause some damage, wouldn't it be good? How can I bear it? I think I'd better go."

Bah, who is as unlucky as you?

Liang Dunyan slammed his civilized stick on the ground, and made a loud bang: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, Beiyang University has always welcomed patriots like you. Even though I am so heartbroken for a little loss, I can't sleep at night. , I can't bear to cry even thinking about it, but I will try my best to welcome Mr. Zhao."

"..."

Nima, why didn't I see that this person is so shameless before?

A thin-skinned person like me, Zhao Chuanxin, is really a bit difficult to deal with.

Zhao Chuanxin knew that he just wanted to donate money to himself.

He thought about it, no matter what, he did cause some damage to Beiyang University.

He has to bear the blame.

Or, take less meaning?If it doesn't work, it's not impossible to plaster and plaster him to repair the wall.

"That's fine, Principal Liang, I'll just go around and leave."

Turn around and let you leave easily?

Liang Dunyan showed a smiling face: "Mr. Zhao can come, Beiyang University is full of glory..."

Zhao Chuanxin turned around and settled the fare to the driver, and gave him an extra dollar as a tip.

The driver was overjoyed, he did not expect such a generous tip for this transaction, it was so worth it!

Busy nodding and bowing: "Thank you sir, thank you sir."

"As long as you don't slaughter customers in the future, it will be fine. If you slaughter customers, your height will be affected, and your legs will be broken."

"Er... sir, have you been to a model prison before?"

"It's nothing, get out of here."

"Yes Yes……"

Liang Dunyan saw everything in his eyes.

Looking at Zhao Chuanxin's actions during this period, he gave an evaluation in his heart: practice the vajra method and keep the heart of a bodhisattva.

It has to be said that often only when things have nothing to do with oneself can one look at a person objectively.

Although the first joint sports meeting in Zhili was promoted by Beiyang University, the venue was not in Beiyang University, because there was not enough venue to accommodate so many students.

Liang Dunyan watched Zhao Chuanxin send the coachman away, and he still lamented Zhao Chuanxin's two-sidedness in his life.

Then, Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Where are we going?"

"Ah, I remembered, we are going to the sports meeting venue by car."

"Aren't you at Beiyang University?"

"It won't fit here."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at Liang Dunyan like a fool: "Principal Liang, why don't you stop me from sending the driver away?"

"Ah this..."

He really wanted to say, the main thing was just trying to stop you, so he forgot.

I could only laugh awkwardly.

He said: "There is no car called by the old man. We will take one together."

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the ribbed figure of the coachman and his bright forehead, shook his head and said, "You sit by yourself, and I will follow him."

It seems to have noticed Zhao Chuanxin's thoughts.

Liang Dunyan is now more interested in Zhao Chuanxin than he was just to get Zhao Chuanxin to pay at the beginning.

This person is really interesting.

Is it because the driver is too tired?
You say he kills without batting an eyelid, that's true.You said he bullied others, and that was true.

Can kill, but also has a compassionate heart, what a freak!

"As you like."

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly asked: "Principal Liang, does Beiyang University have a telegram?"

"Yes, do you want to use it?"

"Yes, I want to send a telegram to Hong Kong Island."

"Okay then, wait until we get back."

Zhao Chuanxi is dressed casually today, with a heavy earth green shirt on his upper body, a thick black T-shirt on the inside, overalls and short boots underneath, and his hair is a little messy today because he hasn't washed it.

If it wasn't for the clean clothes, Liang Dunyan would have looked like a migrant worker from the West in this outfit.

Zhao Chuanxin wanted to rescue Zhang Rong today, if it didn't go well, he might be disgraced, and there was no need to dress well.

The sports venue is actually not far from Beiyang University. There is a large area of ​​wasteland in the south of Jinan, so the sports meeting will be held in a relatively flat area.

It just so happened that it was very close to the model prison.

He has tall legs and long legs, so he can keep up with the trot of the coachman when he walks fast.

As long as he doesn't run, his foot strength is still remarkable.

Soon arrived at the sports meeting venue.

There are huge crowds of people here, boiling against the sky.

There are students from Beiyang University, Jingshi University Hall, Shanxi University Hall and other colleges and universities here.

After Liang Dunyan arrived, he introduced Zhao Chuanxin eloquently: "The events here are divided into five categories: track, field, gymnastics, military sports, and situational games.

The popular activities of race walking include capture the flag race, egg race, writing race and obstacle race.

Field competitions include iron eggs, high jump, and pole vault.

Gymnastics, Swedish gymnastics and stick gymnastics.

Military projects include fencing, bayonet guns, jujitsu, horse racing and so on.Originally, I wanted to add another shot, but Governor Yuan refused to give me a gun, and I was afraid of hurting people, so I gave up.

Gaming projects, including restoring the right of way, one of our topics today, are very interesting. "

Zhao Chuanxin listened and thought it was quite interesting.

Although the classification is unreasonable, many items are repeated, and it is not formal.

But this truly reflects the basic situation of physical education teaching in new-style schools in the late Qing Dynasty. In a word, the times are advancing and the horizons are broadening.

Zhao Chuanxin said: "In fact, our martial arts can also be added to it."

"Well, no, no." Who knew that Liang Dunyan refused straight away. "Could it be that Mr. Zhao wants to see the scene where you kick your crotch and I put eyes in and throw lime on each other?"

"..." Zhao Chuanxin looked at Liang Dunyan with his mouth wide open. "Is this how fights are fought in the martial arts nowadays?"

"This, I just heard it, I didn't see it, but I think it's nothing more than that."

Shut up if I haven't seen you.

Zhao Chuanxin watched it with great interest. Although there were all male students on the field, there were also girls in twos and threes holding books on the periphery, curiously joining in the fun, and applauding along with them.

Just watching a group of male students dancing gymnastics with big braids, Zhao Chuanxin felt a little hot.

Seeing that he was interested, Liang Dunyan suggested: "Mr. Zhao, I see that you are still young, why don't you try playing?"

"This, isn't it good?" Zhao Chuanxin said shyly.

"Why not? We, the sons and daughters of China, should strive to catch up with the great powers. The first is to supplement the lack of science and technology to civilize their minds, and the second is to strengthen the body."

"Hey, the main reason is that my strength is too strong. I'm afraid that it will hurt the self-confidence of these lovely students. After all, they are just delicate flowers."

"..."

How about cooperating and waiting to pretend to be coercive?

Liang Dunyan smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Zhao, don't think that these students are powerless. Among them are masters who passed on martial arts to their families, masters of gymnastics who learned from foreigners, masters of dance, and masters of fencing... ...In short, if Mr. Zhao thinks that his ability is superior to them, then he would be underestimating the heroes of the world."

"Really? Then let me try?"

"Just give it a try, these students will not disappoint Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Chuanxin cheerfully came to "Holding and Sending Iron Eggs", which is the project site of shot put.

At first, no one noticed him.

But when Zhao Chuanxin went to the registration office to write his name, the students at the registration office recognized him.

"Mr. Zhao, are you here to participate in our first joint sports meeting?" The boy was quite happy. "Mr. Zhao, I didn't introduce myself when we met last time. My name is Chi Yisheng."

"Ah, what a good name." Zhao Chuanxin praised him, and immediately said, "I would like to ask, do your parents have a grudge against you?"

"..."

Are you so presumptuous?

But Zhao Chuanxin slandered: If you want to delay him for a lifetime, isn't this revenge?
Because Chi Yisheng's voice is loud, it attracts the attention of the people around him.

Some people whispered to their companions: "Who is Mr. Zhao?"

The companion's eyes lit up: "Mr. Zhao is here? It's really Mr. Zhao. I have to go and see. Mr. Zhao's speech is very interesting. Maybe he will give a speech today."

"..."

Not long after, Zhao Chuanxin was surrounded by people.

In the distance, Liang Dunyan looked at everything with a smile on his face.

That's right, that's what he wanted.

Last time, there were all kinds of things in the auditorium, what is that called!

The people around were chattering, and Zhao Chuanxin was dizzy.

In any era, it is necessary to talk about traffic. For example, Yingchuan Academy in the Three Kingdoms period was a good place to get exposure. Another example is the Guozijian in the Ming Dynasty. You can find a sense of presence by showing your face. Now, recently, Zhao Chuanxin has been published in newspapers every three days. It is very famous.

He pushed away a group of students: "Hey, hey, today is the joint sports meeting. Did you see that, I also signed up. Now please keep order, learn from me, and be a civilized and moral athlete."

"..."

Zhao Chuanxin ignored them and came to the shot put field.

He picked up the shot put on the ground and shook it in his hand, which seemed to be not much different from the standard shot put of later generations.

Everyone was very excited when they saw that Zhao Chuanxin actually played in person.

"Mr. Zhao must have cast very far."

"That's not necessarily true. Pushing an iron egg requires skill."

"I can still send out a good result of 3 feet and 5 feet. Probably Mr. Zhao will not exceed this number."

"Wait and see!"

Over there, Zhao Chuanxin recalled his shot put technique when he was in school, and after trying it, he found that his clothes were too stiff and obstructive.

After all, this kind of thick shirt is so tight that it cannot be compared with sportswear.

He took off his shirt and tried it, but he still didn't feel very comfortable.

Simply, take off the outer black T-shirt.

Good guy, the girls on the periphery directly covered their eyes.

At this time the weather can not be said to be extremely cold, but it is by no means warm.

Zhao Chuanxin was shirtless, and the hair on his body stood up when the cold wind blew it.

He quickly moved his body and jumped on the spot.

Some girls felt that the school advocated a new style, and there was nothing to hide. As soon as they let go, they saw Zhao Chuanxin's well-proportioned muscles beating up and down.

Ah, hot eyes.

Ah, or you can stand it no matter how hot it is.

Some boys looked at Zhao Chuanxin's strong and tall figure, and then looked at those female classmates who were eager to wait, and immediately became angry: "It's really a declining world, how dare you do this in broad daylight?"

Some of the boys present as contestants were even wearing long gowns and gowns.

One can imagine what it would be like to run with the hem of the coat lifted.

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't care about the eyes of the world at all.

When I was in Palm Beach, USA, many women in swimsuits could already be seen sunbathing on the beach.

There's no reason why others can't do what they can.

He took a step back, shot at the side of the neck, twisted, ran up, pushed.All in one go!
Everyone saw the shot put flying into the sky, pulling farther and farther away...

All of them opened their mouths wide.

A student ran over to measure it, and shouted in disbelief for a moment: "5 feet and 1 foot away! Mr. Zhao is amazing!"

Everyone gasped!

This is roughly equivalent to about 17 meters in later generations.

The shot put standard for national athletes is 16 meters.

Zhao Chuanxin roughly calculated, and frowned.

I have so much strength that I only pushed 17 meters?
Totally forgot, when he was in school he could only push 10 meters away...

This made him quite dissatisfied: "The performance is abnormal, give me the ball, and I will do it again!"

This has attracted a lot of attention, causing few other projects to be seen.

This made other participating students very dissatisfied.

Simply, they dropped the projects in their hands and followed to watch the fun.

Liang Dunyan also came with him.

Liang Dunyan was also very surprised to see that Zhao Chuanxin really didn't talk about it.

After receiving the ball, Zhao Chuanxin grabbed it with one hand. According to the previous experience, this one is more proficient, twisting, stepping, pushing...

The small shot put attracted a lot of attention.

Their eyes trace arcs, following the shot as it lands.

Some students simply followed the shot put and measured it after landing: "5 feet and 4 feet away!"

I don't know whether to say "I am Cao" or not.

All the teachers and students were in an uproar.

"This, how did you do this?"

"Divine power!"

"This seems to be able to break the record of the Western Olympic Games!"

Zhao Chuanxin still wanted to try, but Liang Dunyan stepped forward and grabbed his arm: "Mr. Zhao, there are still many projects, save some effort."

After listening to the counting of the students just now, Liang Dunyan remembered Zhao Chuanxin's words: It is not good to hit the students' self-confidence.

He takes it for granted now.

After hearing this, Zhao Chuanxin had no choice but to give up.

Some students suggested: "Mr. Zhao, how about trying our egg race?"

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the race with the iron ball, and his head was full of question marks: You can pull it down.

There are also races while counting, and running while writing, are they just joking?

He said: "Here, you can just count as winning!"

"..."

Some students thought that Zhao Chuanxin looked down on them, so they said: "Mr. Zhao, the British foreign teacher has won four consecutive fencing competitions over there. Why don't you beat him?"

"That's right, Mr. Zhao, you have the courage to be undeserved, and you can also try the spear competition."

"..." Zhao Chuanxin felt that if he played, he might die. He knew nothing about fencing and spearing, so it would be fine to replace him with his great ancestor Zhao Zhongyi.So he hesitated and said: "Ah, this is not good, my force value is too high, it would be bad if I accidentally beat a foreigner to death."

He is really not good at "showing ugliness".

All beings are silent.

Naturally, they couldn't tell whether what Zhao Chuanxin said was true or ironic.

After all, Zhao Chuanxin did have a record of fighting a thousand with one, even though it was a modern war of hot weapons.

Liang Dunyan interjected, "Why don't you try horse racing."

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes lit up: "You can have this!"

In Lugang Town, his riding skills are far from the best.

But no one dared to underestimate him, firstly because his two horses were very evil, the first one was already dead, and the second one was unusually tall but extremely fast, like a thief and a thief.

Moreover, there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Zhao Chuanxin has the lightness skill or spell bonus of Bodhidharma crossing the river with a reed.

When he came to Happy Valley, Zhao Chuanxin picked the tallest horse.

But the embarrassing thing is that no one wants to compete with him.

These students are afraid that their skills are not as good as others, and not everyone in this world is as thick-skinned as Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin led the horse and waited for a long time: "Why is there no one? I compare myself?"

Chi Yisheng also came over to join in the fun, he said with an embarrassed smile: "Mr. Zhao, you can compete alone, just time."

"What's the point of that?" Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "Then let me show you some horsemanship. Come, set me some gun targets!"

Some students took a stick with a bunch of grass on it, wrapped it with a cloth and stood it on the ground, it was considered a target.

"Mr. Zhao, it's done."

There were more people this time, almost everyone in the sports meeting, no matter teachers and students, boys or girls, came to watch.

Zhao Chuanxin went into the battle shirtless, holding the saddle with one hand in the howling wind, and the azure ghost armor only covered his legs. After starting, he floated on the horse.

This launch alone won a lot of applause.

"Mr. Zhao floated up."

"It's hard to imagine how he can be so flexible with his size."

After Zhao Chuanxin got on his horse, he looked at a circle of onlookers: "For a while, do you want to see a pistol, a rifle, or a machine gun?"

Hey, are you so professional?Even guns are classified into different categories.

"Mr. Zhao, use the stun gun from the auditorium that day!"

Zhao Chuanxin pointed to the boy who spoke: "Don't come up with bad ideas, you can do it!"

The crowd laughed.

Isn't it nonsense to shoot on horseback with a Maxim heavy machine gun?

He stopped asking, and rode forward.

When the horse speeded up, Zhao Chuanxin took out his pistol, bang, bang, bang...

(End of this chapter)