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Chapter 1547: Teach You Health Exercises
"Are you wearing your watches?"

Jiang Fan stretched out his left hand and glanced at the time.

"I've worn them all. The watch you gave us is so versatile that we can't live without it." Li Sen showed off the watch Jiang Fan gave him with a proud look on his face.

Jiang Fan said, "Okay, around eight o'clock, we plan to officially start."

"Tiger, I'm too conspicuous. If I go out, I'll definitely attract other people's attention. I'll leave it to you."

Li Sen said in dissatisfaction, "Why don't you let me go? I'm curious, very curious."

Jiang Fan ignored him, turned off the lights, and opened the window a little.

He pointed to a tree and said, "See the tree with the bird's nest? The one behind it, a little lower than the bird's nest, has a black protrusion. Do you see it?"

Wang Lao Hu searched for a while in the direction described by Jiang Fan and saw it.

"Well, where is the stuff?"

Jiang Fan nodded.

Wang Lao Hu asked, "If I find something later, should I take it back or look at it before putting it back?"

Jiang Fan smiled.
Around 7:30, the sky here was already gray.

But in the yard, many people actually started to hold parties spontaneously.

Some people display their talents openly.

In the courtyard lights, flies were circling and dancing.

But a group of people are singing together in a foreign country with potential enemies who may threaten their lives at any time.

As soon as Jiang Fan went out, he met several gazes.

Wang Lao Hu and Li Sen, one went to the restaurant and the other went to another corner.

But they were not the focus of attention. Instead, Jiang Fan attracted a lot of people's attention.

When someone saw Jiang Fan, they greeted him skillfully: "Hey, Jiang, come over and sing some songs together."

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "I can't sing, but it's okay to listen to."

The brother next to him was a dark-skinned black man.

But he has a kind face and is always smiling.

Jiang Fan is usually wary of this kind of people. They don't smile at all and seem to be warm to others, but in fact, this kind of people are the most dangerous.

"It doesn't matter if you can't sing, you can just follow the beat, it's very simple."

He also symbolically made friends with Jiang Fan for a while.

Jiang Fan also pretended to learn it a few times.

Some people sang, some people danced. I didn't expect that these people were so talented. Even though their training was so intense, some of them could dance to perfection.

Although Jiang Fan didn't understand and couldn't judge with a professional eye, when he looked at the other person's rising and falling movements, he felt that this person's dance was clean and neat.

Someone started shouting, "Jiang, come up and perform."

"Yes, Jiang, we still want to see your strength."

"Jiang, come on, give it a try."

Jiang Fan originally wanted to keep a low profile, but he couldn't refuse the kindness.

With no other options, Jiang Fan had to stand up.

"I'm sorry, I won't sing or dance. I'm not very good at these. I'll show you some health exercises."

"Healthy exercise? Is it yoga?"

"Jiang, I didn't expect you to be good at this. Come and show us how to do it!"

Jiang Fan smiled and walked to the circle in the middle.

"This is called Eight-Section Brocade, and it's good for health." Everyone thought Jiang Fan was joking.

Jiang Fan spread his feet slightly and took a fairly standard horse stance.

He did not perform this set of movements completely according to the rhythm. On the contrary, he disrupted all the movements and then connected them together again.

Some of the movements are fast, some are slow, and they look like mysterious oriental power.

After Jiang Fan performed the "shaking his head and wagging his tail" movement, he immediately "raised his fist and glared angrily". Jiang Fan's upper body was as flexible as a scorpion, but he could suddenly burst out with a punch that was very powerful.

The special forces soldier closest to him felt as if a punch came straight at him from Jiang Fan's direction, accompanied by a palm wind.

He felt that the sweat on the tip of his nose was knocked off by Jiang Fan's punch.

They were originally watching the fun with a smile on their faces, but suddenly became quiet.

Even those who originally wanted to watch the fun were now watching Jiang Fan's actions seriously.

Some of the movements are based on childish skills and require a high level of body flexibility.

Many foreigners want to imitate, but not only can their eyes not keep up, but even their bodies are stiff and out of control.

Jiang Fan completely disrupted the movements and did it again.

"If you want to keep fit, you can also do this set of movements, which is good for your health."

Many people forced themselves to smile.

"Jiang, you are too difficult. I can't even learn this move. Is this the Kung Fu of your Xia country?"

"It looks like that to me." The soldier closest to Jiang Fan suddenly stood up and said, "Just now, when Jiang Fan aimed his fist at me, I felt like I was hit from a distance!"

"I really felt the power of the fist. Jiang Fan, what on earth is this? You are too strong!"

Jiang Fan always smiled modestly.

When Wang Lao Hu turned and walked to the back of the building, he jokingly said, "You guys are exaggerating. I don't know any kung fu. This is just a simple calisthenics exercise."

"If you are interested, I can take you to practice."

Many people urged Jiang Fan to teach them.

Jiang Fan started teaching by starting with horse stance.

Some people looked down on them, but there were still some people who were very interested in them and gradually joined the team practicing Ba Duan Jin.

Jiang Fan was very patient and taught them some simple moves.

But the sky was getting darker and darker, and today was still a cloudy day. Apart from these few lights, no other light could be seen.

Jiang Fan said: "These movements are not very difficult. Do you feel your body relax?"

Many people screamed in agony from the stretching action, and some even joked openly, "Jiang Fan, I suspect you are seeking revenge for personal gain."

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "Take revenge in this way? Aren't you underestimating me?"

This sentence has a double meaning, and many people feel that Jiang Fan's smile seems to contain other meanings.

After a while, Jiang Fan saw from the corner of his eye that the door of his dormitory opened and two dark shadows flashed in.

"It's getting late today, so let's stop here for this set of moves. If you are interested, I will send you a set of instructional videos when I get back."

Many people waved their hands and said, "Forget it, forget it. I can't learn it."

"This is not a fitness exercise, it's clearly an exercise to torture me."

Everyone complained, but the party still ended.

After Jiang Fan returned to the room, he looked at Wang Lao Hu who was sitting at the table and asked, "What's going on?"

Wang Lao Hu handed the written paper to Jiang Fan.

"I followed your instructions and changed the positions of everything, but I can only understand what the two people wrote. What does this string of symbols mean? I don't understand."

Jiang Fan stared at the string of symbols on the paper, thoughtfully.