After Christmas, winter vacation is coming, and on this day, the rare first snow seals Austin.

This is rarely seen in the south.

The weather also fell to the coldest time in ten years, with minus six degrees.

But what is joy is that the joy of the solar term after Christmas continues to affect people in North America, cheering and joy, and the cold first snow cannot dispel the heat in people’s hearts!

Han Luo's final exam score is o39;bo39;, which is only 1 point away from level A, but he is a little dissatisfied. He is not a person who values ​​grades too seriously. On the contrary, he thinks that the test paper is too easy and you can do well by just studying hard. It is not difficult. The difficulty is that studying 'behind philosophy' represents xxx... Every question needs to be thought deeply... In summarizing these xxx into the 'world exhibition law', that is, "the world exhibition is affected by the law of xxx, and many people are within this range... on the contrary, it affects this range..."

This is the most difficult thing in philosophy, that is, the law!

The way of heaven moves, the sun and the moon cycle, the earth flies around, the universe soars into the sky, and the planets are everywhere. What are the rules?

The heaven and earth are born without man creation, the sun and the moon are born without man pushing, the stars are arranged by themselves, and all things are born without man creation, and the ‘xx’ behind all this is the ultimate goal of philosophy. Some philosophers look at the perspective of human beings, some from animals, some from natural perspective, some from religious perspective, and some from scientific perspective, but the ultimate goal is this ‘xx’, which represents the future development of all things in the universe.

This xx is invisible but fascinates countless people in thousands of years, and continues to write a series of great changes in human history!

Han Luo stepped in the snow, reached out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky, put them in the palm of his hand, feeling the snowflakes melting in the heat of the palm. The snow scene has always been the best scene in Han Luo's childhood, youth, and all the beautiful sources of all this come from his childhood. His father Han Canli's tall figure led his little Han Luo in a moon full of the void and snowy earth, and the beautiful scenery of the silver earth. From then on, he felt that every time he fell, he felt very comfortable in his heart. He liked the soil after the spring rain in spring, he liked the summer with dark clouds and lightning, thunder and heavy rain in summer, he liked the golden autumn colors of the mountains and fields, he liked the sky, and the snow covered the earth with tranquility, three feet of snow on the snow without ankles.

The heavy snow is mostly for winter.

This snowy scene with faint snowflakes brought Han Luo very joy because he likes snow. The rare feeling of comfort spreads all over his body and mind. How could he come to enjoy the scenery alone in such a snowy scene? So he called Xiao Yi, a female classmate who was on vacation. Xiao Yi really put on a casual attitude, which made Han Luo a little embarrassed. The calmness of this "goddess". Who dares to say that Xiao Yi is not obsessed with men? Although she is not a person in the martial arts world, she is a beauty. But Han Luo just treats her as a fellow villager and a good friend, because Xiao Yi gives Han Luo this feeling, she is idle in this vast land, gathering and chatting with familiar hometown people. In familiar language, it is a beauty that others cannot understand. In a foreign country... Han Luo

Speaking of the charm of the snow scene, Xiao Yi was as indifferent as ever to deal with it, which made Han Luo unable to guess the mood of this friend. He said that the heavy snow was 30,000 miles away, and the heavy snow was magnificent, and the lonely man woke up. He said that the snow scene closed the mountains like a jade dragon. The girl finally became interested and started the topic. At this time, Han Luo was still a little relaxed and talked about "knowledge". He said that Yantai is a snow nest, and the snowflakes in winter are so big. Xiao Yi asked in turn, why don't you go to the Northeast? This made Han Luo very embarrassed and feel like touching his nose. How could Han Luo not refute? Speaking of the snowflakes in Yantai floating all over the sky, the sea, snow and beaches are all beautiful, which finally made Xiao Yi, the woman with "decisive nature", admired her, and said that I would go back and take a look.

The two of them chose today, which was a tacit understanding between friends. The first winter vacation was only a short month, and neither of them chose to return to China. Because the time was too short, during the winter vacation, Xiao Yi's plan was unknown, but Han Luo had plans to restore his martial arts level last year and planned to go to New York. Han Luo's boots were muddy, and he stepped on the wet land. Some soil was stuck while walking, but this did not hinder Han Luo's mood. Even though the streets in Austin were silent and sparsely populated, it could not affect Han Luo's mood.

Han Luo and Xiao Yi were wandering on the streets of Austin. No one was unfamiliar with this road. However, instead of walking on the street, they picked out the path that was rarely visited. The heavy snow was still everywhere, and it was floating on the walls of the park. Walking on the deserted park path, leaving behind the footprints of the two on the white snow. The distance between the two was very clever and very comfortable.

In less than an hour, Xiao Yi said it was a little cold, go back. Seeing that Xiao Yi's expression was firm, Han Luo hesitated for a moment and was defeated by the goddess' indifferent temperament. When he arrived at the gate of the park, Han Luo was about to say goodbye, Xiao Yi sighed quietly and asked, "Are you the male starring in the movie "The Grandmaster of Xingyi" in China?"

Han Luo nodded straight to the point and said, "I intended to tell you something about my past, but there is a saying that friends are important to be intimate and not in reputation or wealth."

Xiao Yi was slightly stunned on his face and smiled slightly deep in his heart.

Seeing Xiao Yi's expression was so cute, Han Luo laughed and said, "You really believe it? Actually, I want to surprise you."

Xiao Yi said calmly: "Let's go and have lunch."

Han Luo: "……………” This goddess, you said just now that you are coming home, this girl’s personality changes are really... big!

The lunch for the two was a restaurant on Chinatown. The traditional Chinese flavor was still familiar to China. Chinatown was a place where Chinese people gathered. Some things from China can be seen here. There are familiar Chinese characters on one street, and the two of them were quite friendly.

"How many points did you get in the exam, a graduate student?" Xiao Yi asked.

"B level, 89 points." Han Luo sighed: "It's a pity, I regret that there is no A level."

"..." Xiao Yi was surprised and said, "89 points are already very awesome..."

Han Luo said bitterly: "I didn't feel it."

Xiao Yi explained: "The graduate school is very tight. I know that you got 89 points in your B-level score in the first half of the semester. I think it is possible that your score will continue to improve after your English level rises."

Han Luoran was indeed at a disadvantage in English because he only reached the level of communication. He also had to remember a few novel words occasionally every day, but after meeting Xiao Yi, this friend helped him learn English a lot. Because among his friends, only Xiao Yi can translate Chinese and English.

"You said you were raising me just now?" Xiao Yi asked after a sudden bite of the dish.

Han Luo was embarrassed and was joking...

"You can't afford it." Xiao Yi said.

Han Luo was stunned, can’t afford to support him?

Han Luo only found out later that Xiao Yi's family was a child of a wealthy man in Zhengzhou. He never thought that he was studying abroad, but Xiao Yi's family paid for studying abroad...

"I should be able to raise it." Han Luo hesitated and said straight.

Xiao Yi touched his nose awkwardly and stood up: "I'm full and I'm leaving."

"I haven't eaten much yet." Han Luo said.

"By bye!" Xiao Yi did not wait for Han Luo to come back to his senses, and quickly saw him, Manbu left.

"This friend..." Han Luo was helpless, but he had become accustomed to the girl's temperament. The children of wealthy families were so arrogant. But he really regarded her as a friend, and he only joked with his friends.

In his heart...

There was already a woman living...

Even if there is a... such an agreement eight years later.

When Han Luo returned home, she sat quietly by the bed, looking outside the quiet room after the snow scene was blocked. Well... she was about to restore her physical state.

Stop all studies.

Rest in the cultivation of martial arts...

Han Luo stood up, took off his coat, exposed his uniform upper body, walked to the desk, pulled open the drawer and took out two ping-pong balls, and walked to a wall.

These two ping-pong balls are used to train nerve reflexes and eyes.

"Try slow force!"

He pushed the ping-pong ball hard against the wall with both hands, and the ping-pong ball reflected back. Han Luo easily reached out and grabbed two ping-pong balls.

"You can speed up the degree a little, try using the power!"

Han Luo thought for a while, and swung his wrist and a force came out. This was the technique of hidden weapon techniques. The martial arts learned from Cao Qingyu at Luojia University, the table tennis ball quickly reflected back. Han Luo had no time to think, so he could only quickly judge the position of the reflex and quickly reached out to grab it. In a flash, a ping-pong ball passed by the palm of his hand and hit the desk behind him. It was reflected by the force and then slowed down the elasticity. Han Luo reached out to grab it.

This time, he didn't catch it!

"Oh." Han Luo was not disappointed and said calmly: "It's indeed not as good as last year."

This method was how he trained his reflex when he was in Wuhan. Last year, when his physical fitness was at its peak... Five table tennis balls were thrown out, and in a flash... he grabbed five with one hand, but no one fell away.

Now, the two can't stand the fastest.

"Just train like this! Well... I'm slowing down a little, start with the most basic familiarity."

So he threw the ball and caught the ball... from slowing his hands and still 100% catch, then he improved step by step, and his hands were fast...

"Swish!"

Han Luo moved his body, avoided the shooting of the ping-pong ball, grabbed the ping-pong ball that was passing by him (he regarded this as someone else's attack) and then grabbed the trance memory with his other hand, buzzing and accurately grasping it with his other hand.

Han Luo practiced repeatedly like this... He enjoyed it, his body became hotter and hotter, sweat came out, and his excitement became greater and greater.

"Swish!"

Han Luo moved, and used his palm to slash his fist, grabbed a ping-pong ball, and grabbed it accurately. He stepped a little, quickly retreated, and passed by a ping-pong ball that had just been wrong with him and shot behind him, and reached out to catch it steadily.

"Try it as fast as possible!"

Han Luo hesitated for a while and chose to challenge. His wrist was still throwing out the table tennis ball with hidden weapons. In the flash of the table tennis ball, the two table tennis balls quickly returned. Han Luo quickly reached out and grabbed one, steadily grasped the stead in the palm of his hand, and the other hand grabbed the judging the route of the ping-pong ball return, but the ping-pong ball hit his finger, and he did not grasp it accurately.

"Oh!" Han Luo said calmly: "It's still not enough, continue to practice moderate levels." His palm continued to come out, his body spread out and grabbed the table tennis ball, and grabbed it steadily...

(If readers are interested in neural reflexes, they can practice this method...it will greatly improve their judgment.)

evening.

Han Luo stopped practicing and looked at the time. He had been practicing for three hours and had a little hungry stomach. After Han Luo stopped practicing, he sat on the bed, took a gentle and quiet breath for half an hour, and slowly lowered his boiling body and spirit. (Note: You must maintain it after practicing, three points to practice and seven points to maintain it. Liu Zongyuan mentioned it at the beginning of this book. According to the principle, a car runs high and suddenly brakes, the tires will be injured, and the same is true for people. The tense spirit needs to be lowered. The nerves keep jumping and resting, which is a life-threatening activity. The same is true for running. The beginning and end require a slow landing process.)

After half an hour, Han Luo returned to normal, took a hot bath, put on his clothes, walked out of the house, locked the door, and went to the street not far away to prepare for some food.

Walking in the night snow, Han Luo felt relaxed and empty inside. His brain's previous sluggishness disappeared. He responded to things very sensitively, and his body and mind became more aware.

“It’s so comfortable!”

Han Luoshuchang said: "I haven't felt this way for a long time."

Since I studied English a year ago, martial arts has only maintained the smooth operation of the qi pool, and my physical strength has decreased. The reason is very simple, I don’t have time to practice. But it’s good if I don’t practice martial arts, I can keep going without retreating.

To study abroad.

Give up one and get another.

I gained communication in English and lost the progress of martial arts.

So he's going to reply now.

Han Luo felt the long-lost sense of "sensitivity", empty and relaxed. He felt that as long as he had thoughts, his body would move, and he would not feel the clumsy body before.

Han Luo walked briskly, and as soon as he walked out of the street, he quickly reacted and inspired to the scene in front of him!

He read that right.

A familiar oriental woman and a middle-aged man walked past the street. Han Luo's current reaction will never be mistaken. The familiar feeling made Han Luo feel bitter.

Wei Lingjiang!

I've seen you again.

At this moment, Han Luo felt that the world was so small.

So small.

Han Luo's heart was rippling, like a thunder blew up. The sealed memory and emotions emerged.

Han Luo's brain was pale and empty, standing on the ground... and let the snowflakes on the trees blown by the wind fall on the tip of his eyebrows...
Chapter completed!