Why hunt down a super stupid innocent wizard

Chapter 6 Professor Cao

"He's my dad's friend, the kind with a particularly good relationship."

"Old Cao is an expert in Chinese armor. He is well-known in the circle. He used to be a professor in a top university, so he also has a very temper. You should bear it when the time comes."

The young boss seemed to have parked the car far away on purpose and took Lin An to walk there.

"The point is to learn his knowledge and ignore his foul mouth."

"Oh, yes."

The little boss stopped and looked at Lin An seriously, "Remember, don't tell him that I plan to outsource to Suxin Software, and don't say that we want to develop wizard-themed games."

"This old man hates foreign things the most. If he knows that we plan to pack Chinese-style armor into Western-style witcher equipment, he will definitely drive us out directly."

"Demon hunter?" Lin An looked at the little boss in a daze, not knowing what he was going to do.

The little boss smiled and raised his eyebrows, "I plan to use the outsourcing of Suxin Software to train a development team, and when the project is completed, the working team can directly enter the rhythm of developing its own wizard game. Egg."

"Anzi, you have to start studying now so that you can take on the important responsibilities."

Ah this...

Lin An couldn't help but think of the job advertisements from other companies that he had collected in his browser. He looked at his boss's back with a complicated expression, wondering if he should give up the idea of ​​changing jobs.

This could be an opportunity.

The change in his thoughts inevitably caused his attitude to change.

"Boss, why do you want to package Chinese armor into Western-style demon hunter equipment? We can directly study foreigners' armor."

"Heh~" The little boss sneered, "Just those tin cans? What's there to study, that's all. And, An Zi, we have to pay attention to a difference, understand?"

"The background of Chinese armor, combined with your aesthetic understanding, and then packaged with the layer of wizard world skin, believe me, this is the best direction for us to go out of the game in the future."

Ok.

To be honest, Lin An really doesn't think he has any aesthetic understanding.

He didn't know what the little boss said about the emotional tension of the things he drew. Maybe it was because he was frightened by those weird things every day, and then the paintings also had the charm of those things?

Experts and scholars, retired old professors, bad temper...

The little boss's narration once made Lin An feel that the image of 'Professor Cao' should be a gentle retired old man wearing a silk Tang suit and carrying a birdcage.

However, the one who opened the door was a burly man with a beard.

He was two meters tall, wearing loose overalls and hiking boots. His chest was tanned by some motor oil, and his arms were thicker than Lin An's thighs. His piercing eyes looked through gold-rimmed glasses and a gray beard. looking down at them.

Such a character made Lin An deeply understand what it means to be mighty and majestic.

Professor Cao glanced at the little boss, snorted coldly, and closed the iron gate of the villa again, but a muffled roar came from behind the door, "Get out!"

bang~
The iron door slammed against the door frame and made a loud noise, and Professor Cao's footsteps sounded far away.

Lin An exchanged a glance with the little boss with a strange expression.

The little boss spread his hands, "He doesn't like me now, but it doesn't matter."

As he spoke, he chuckled, grabbed the doorknob and opened the door self-consciously, and greeted Lin An, "Come on, let's go in."

Lin An felt a little nervous.

He suspected that Professor Cao would blow him up with his fist when he entered.

Pushing the door and entering, the painting style of the villa is completely different from the big farewell in the TV series. The small gantry cranes, machine tools, various machinery and instruments made Lin An think that he had come to a certain factory.

There is no wall in the middle of the opened first floor, and a lot of light pours into the hall from the backyard unobstructed. Only the bookshelves on the top of the wall on the left and a table with tea sets under the bookshelves add a little aroma of books.

Walking along the aisle between these machine tools, Professor Cao was busy on a erected motorcycle with a large spanner.

This motorcycle also looks very big. At first glance, it will make people think that this thing will be stopped by the traffic police uncle halfway.

"Uncle Cao, look, what I brought you." The little boss took the wine box from Lin An with a playful smile, "The rice wine that has been cellared for 30 years."

Professor Cao paused for a moment, looked back at him, and snorted coldly, "I can barely hear you say a few words, and you can get out after you finish the two sentences!"

"Hey~" The little boss smirked.

"Uncle Cao, it's like this. I found a good seedling and plan to let him come to you to learn something."

"I……"

"Two sentences!" Professor Cao grabbed the wine box, holding the big box with his huge palm as if holding a small brick.With his other hand, he grabbed the collar of the little boss's suit jacket and walked straight towards the door.

"Hey, hey, Uncle Cao...Uncle Cao...I am Cao!"

Bang!
Professor Cao threw the little boss out of the door, and the iron door slammed shut completely. He fastened the door bolt with his backhand, and then turned his head to look at Lin An, "What did he say you want to learn?"

Lin An grinned, "Professor Cao, I want to learn more about Chinese armor."

He was suddenly not afraid of this strong old man. Even if the iron gate was closed and the two of them were alone, this person did not present any abnormal scene in his eyes, which made him feel relaxed.

"En." Professor Cao nodded, put the wine box in a shelf on the left shelf, and took out a particularly thick book from the shelf and put it on the tea table.

"You read Chapter 1, Chapter 10 and Volume [-] of this book first, and ask me later if you don't understand."

With that said, he walked towards the huge motorcycle again.

Lin An picked up the book, the title of the book was "Ba Qin Xi, Notes by Zhang Bingyuan".

Ba Qin Xi is a health-preserving skill handed down from ancient times, and it belongs to the kind that has been widely spread. Although modern people have relatively few studies, most of them have heard of it.

This book is not some legendary secret book, 'Ancient Culture Publishing House' is printed on the cover, and the price is 58.5 yuan.

Professor Cao got it wrong?

Lin An thought about it, and opened it to take a look.

The content of Baqinxi is to imitate the movements of eight kinds of animals, not just birds. The introduction of the book also specifically explained the mistake of the title.

The Chapter 1 and Chapter 10 mentioned by Professor Cao respectively describe the importance of breathing and the various points of breathing when practicing this health-preserving exercise.

There is also the sixth volume, which is about the deer show, one of the eight animal plays.

Lin An had never been exposed to this knowledge before. When he was studying, he worked part-time to earn tuition fees. When he was working, he read books after work, mostly about programming.

At first glance, it's quite interesting.

The deer show pays attention to the "hand frame", the ten fingers are slightly spread, and the elbows are stretched forward, which looks like a pair of deer's horns.

And the strength of the body is like that of a deer.

The book expounds how deer respond to various animal attacks. Small animals and animals of the same size use different forces.

Of course, if you encounter a tiger or something like that, don't fight, you have to run.

It looks a bit like wrestling or something.

"The focus is on the way of breathing that matches each posture." Professor Cao stood behind him at some point, wiping the water stains in his hands with a towel.

Lin An turned around in astonishment, "But I want to know about armor..."

Before he finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly made his heart tense.

Hallucination, that hallucination appeared again!
It is different from the hallucinations I usually see. It is an extremely clear sense. It is very similar to the scene when I met the female boss of Suxin Software on the subway.

Countless black smoke rose from Professor Cao's body, and these black smoke diffused backwards and converged into a flame that seemed to be burning.Amidst the black flames, a huge deer head with a height of two meters was staring at him.

This deer head looks a bit like bronze, and a bit like a piece of jade. It is a dark green with oily luster. A pair of huge antlers rise into the sky, wantonly and flamboyant.

The most important thing is that on the head of this dark green deer, there is a pair of huge red eyes, which are as red as blood, and the eyes are very scary.

"This is the entry into the ancient marching armor, breathing."

Professor Cao casually threw the rag on the table, "In ancient times, no matter which dynasty the folks were forbidden to hide armor, all armor has only one function, to fight in the army."

"If you have trouble understanding the relationship between fighting and breathing, you can go online and look up the breathing that modern athletes need to master."

Following Professor Cao's narration, the deer head behind him looked more and more real, and the jasper-like head unexpectedly twisted a bit.

That kind of agility came straight forward with some kind of terrible evil spirit.

Lin An's breathing became rapid.

"That's not how you breathe!" Professor Cao frowned, and tapped the book in Lin An's hand with his rough, calloused fingers, "Quick ventilation should be done to the end, not this kind of ineffective ventilation, you are so easy Lack of oxygen."

He patted his muscular chest and motioned Lin An to look over.

Then he took a sharp breath, and immediately, the entire chest and stomach swelled up high, and then collapsed instantly like a ramming machine, as if all the air in the chest was squeezed out in an instant.

The extremely wild visual effects almost stunned Lin An.

"Inhale, inhale until the qi sinks to the dantian, exhale, exhale completely!"

Professor Cao turned around and walked to a shelf in the distance, pulled off a piece of half-finished breastplate and came over, "When marching and fighting in ancient times, it was difficult for the generals to gather so many elite soldiers, so they took a trick. Integrate the method I just mentioned into the armor.”

"While the army is trekking, it also plays a role in training the army."

He turned over the back of the breastplate and pulled open a piece of leather to let Lin An see the elastic rubber rope used for pulling. "At that time, some scraps of animal sinew were used to make it. When we were not rich, we would use other materials instead." .”

As he said that, he held up the heavy-looking breastplate with one hand, and put it inside with the other hand, "Look, is it like the breathing method I just mentioned."

Lin An nodded in bewilderment.

In fact, he really wanted to say that the little boss sent him to study, maybe he wanted him to have a general understanding of the structure of the armor, and he didn't need to go so deep.

Why do I learn this thing?
I'm just a programmer~
(End of this chapter)