Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

"What's wrong with this? I don't believe that this pain can make it difficult to get this lady." Tang Nuan painted a cold snort indifferently, and then opened his posture directly, "Speak, how to train?"

Seeing Tang Nuan painting so bold, Ming Ye was relieved, "Okay, then I'm not welcome."

Then, Tang Nuan began to practice painting under the guidance of Ming Ye.

Tang Nuanhua finally understood that the reason why the furniture in the room was placed in this way was actually to make her use these things as obstacles, so as to block the air bullets that Ming Ye hits on her.

"what!"

"Damn!"

"Well……"

After a few minutes of training, Tang Nuanhua started to complain in her heart. She originally thought it would be easy to avoid these bullets, but because she was not fast enough, she was beaten into a head.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Your speed!" Ming Ye did not slack off because of her screaming pain. He still pointed the muzzle of the air gun at Tang Nuan painting and shot out mercilessly. The training atmosphere was extremely The tension is serious.

"If these bullets are real, you will die a hundred or eighty times now, please hurry up!" Ming Ye said, shooting continuously again.

"Ah! Ah! Pain..." Tang Nuan painting felt like a moving target, no matter how he moved, he could be hit by Ming Ye quickly and accurately.

Although these air guns did not hurt people, the moment they hit the skin was also very worrying, but Ming Ye didn't give her any time to relax. One shot was just finished, and the next shot came again.

Before Tang Nuan painting had time to cry out, he had to quickly use the surrounding obstacles to avoid the next bullet.

Fortunately, in a while, Tang Nuan's paintings seemed to gradually be able to keep up with some speed, and occasionally he could quickly avoid those gas bullets that were flying towards him. Although he would still be shot frequently, progress was indeed not to be ignored.

No longer will stand stupidly and be beaten, but will quickly use the surrounding furniture, which can be a chair, half a table, bookcase, etc., to quickly find a place to hide.

This learning speed really surprised Ming Ye.

Ming Ye didn't seem to have thought that this girl's savvy was so high that most people would barely develop some instinctive reaction speed with bullets for a few days, but Tang Nuan painting actually quickly mastered the mystery.

Ming Ye had to look at Tang Nuan's paintings again.

After half an hour, half of the training.

The hand that Mingye fired was a little sore, and Tang Nuan painted a sweat, and the two entered the break time.

"Oh my God, it's really tiring to avoid bullets." Tang Nuanhua had only trained for half an hour, and felt exhausted, so he could only sit aside and gasp.

Ming Ye smiled arrogantly, "Is this tired?"

"You'd better eat more lunch at noon and cheer up, because there will be more tiring in the afternoon."

"Huh? Is there something more tiring than this?" Tang Nuanhua felt that the sky was about to collapse. After only training for a while, she couldn't keep up with her physical strength. Where could she afford such a lot of training?

In the end, Ming Ye took it for granted, "Of course, what I exercise in the morning is just your physical fitness, but in the afternoon, what I want to exercise is your subconscious."

"subconscious?"

"That's right. When a person is still strong, all his actions are actually achieved by his own abilities and the brain's control over the limbs. But when a person is exhausted, you think he can still Do you have your own capabilities?"

"No, where will I be when I run out of strength?" Tang Nuan said with a naive expression.

Hearing this, Ming Ye immediately gave her a helpless look, "Are you a pig? What I told you was for nothing? Do you know what the subconscious mind is?"

"Don't you tell me how I knew." Tang Nuan painted extremely wronged.

Mingye was speechless, so she had to patiently explain, "The subconscious mind is the representative. Everyone actually has a certain potential beyond the range of their physical strength. This potential is controlled by your subconscious mind, not by your consciousness. Domination, can you understand that way?"

"Brain subconscious..." Tang Nuan repeated these words in a daze, suddenly his eyes lit up, "Oh, I seem to understand!"

"Does it feel like people have to eat when they are hungry, have diarrhea when they have stomach pains, they laugh when they are happy, and they cry when they are sad, so when the bullet flies, the body will instinctively avoid it?"

Hearing this analogy painted by Tang Nuan, Ming Ye was funny and pleased, "Okay, you finally have a bit of a brain."

"Hehe." Tang Nuan painted hehe with a smile, which was an epiphany.

Then the training was over, Ming Ye took Tang Nuan painting to eat. After eating, both of them recovered some physical strength and started training again.

The training in the afternoon is indeed much more difficult than in the morning.

Tang Nuan painting not only had to use the various shelters around him to avoid Ming Ye's attack with the fastest speed, but also seized the opportunity to counter Ming Ye.

If it is said that dodge the bullet itself is already difficult enough, then hit Mingye, this difficulty is simply a few layers straight up?

Despite this, Tang Nuan painting still didn't complain and did it very seriously.

What is gratifying is that the hard work pays off. Tang Nuan’s painting efforts were not in vain. By the end of the training period, Tang Nuan’s painting had no idea what physical strength was, and he didn’t even feel that his body was dominated by himself. of.

This is also the first time that Tang Nuan painting truly feels what the potential is.

In the evening, the day of training finally ended.

Tang Nuan painting didn't feel tired at first, but at the moment when the exercise ended, Tang Nuan painting fully felt the physical overdraft, and the body swayed as if it would fall to the ground at any time.

"Oh my god, this is too tired..." Tang Nuanhua was sore all over, and his speech became weak, and he could not wait to rush into a big bed immediately.

Ming Ye often does this kind of training, but it doesn't feel much. He just looks at Tang Nuan's painting and laughs, "Go back and take a good bath, and continue tomorrow."

"What?" Tang Nuan painted directly stupid.

"Muscles have memory. Only continuous exercise can make you remember the feeling of being stimulated, so you can't slack off tomorrow."

Ming Ye said naturally, and suddenly looked at Tang Nuan's painting amusedly, "Why, you can't do it?"

"Fart, who said I can't do it anymore?" Tang Nuan's paintings are most delicious, and he immediately jumped out to protest.

"Ok, then it's up to you to behave tomorrow." Ming Ye smiled lightly, then turned and left.