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Daddy Always Gets Jealous-Chapter 1683 - 1700: Southern Lands Have Tall Trees (13)
Zhao Xiaoman looked at Qiao Qiao, "Is it wrong for me to like women?"
Qiao Qiao burst into laughter, "Shall we go gay together then?"
Zhao Xiaoman shrugged, "Sure, why not, let’s go gay. With such a soft girly girl, I’m not losing out."
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After washing up, the two returned to the dorm, swiftly put on their camouflage uniforms, and ran to the playground together.
Once everyone had gathered, Qin Shaonan spoke in a deep voice, "Today’s military training involves capture techniques."
Qiao Qiao thought about it and suddenly felt this was really necessary!
She needed to learn it well, as a woman, in modern society, there’s still so much male chauvinism, blaming women for wearing too little when harassed. Ha, this can definitely be useful when facing scumbags.
Qin Shaonan paused for a moment, then continued, scanning the group, his gaze briefly meeting Qiao Qiao’s before moving on, "Capture techniques are integral to Chinese martial arts. They don’t require weapons, instead using various hand-to-hand combat techniques, exploiting weaknesses in joints, pressure points, and vital spots to cause severe pain and subdue the opponent."
Qiao Qiao stood there, listening very intently.
Qin Shaonan continued, "The first exercise is hand-grabbing, also known as ’Dragon Claw’, which trains finger strength."
Qiao Qiao glanced at her hands, secretly clenching them.
Qin Shaonan instructed, "Follow my commands, stand with legs apart into a horse stance, tuck your arms at your waist, keep your fingers loose, and palms facing up."
Qiao Qiao did as she understood, unsure if she was doing it correctly, glancing around at other students, it seemed everyone had their own version...
Qin Shaonan scanned the crowd, frowned, turned around, and demonstrated the movements once. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Qiao Qiao watched his movements, one after another, they had a rhythmic and powerful feel; then she looked at them...
Only the words "rabble" came to mind!
Qin Shaonan finished his demonstration, turned back, scanned the group, and his gaze landed on Yang Qiong, "How’s your horse stance?"
Yang Qiong quickly adjusted her posture, but it kept reverting.
The others looked at her, and someone snickered.
Qin Shaonan frowned, then glanced at Qiao Qiao, noticing her posture was quite standard, "Qiao Qiao, go over and demonstrate for her."
Qiao Qiao didn’t expect to be singled out, she quickly went over and demonstrated once.
Yang Qiong glared at Qiao Qiao, what was there to be proud of?
Does having a good horse stance make you special?
It’s just like squatting to poop! Qiao Qiao must be constipated often!
Once Qiao Qiao finished demonstrating, she saw that Yang Qiong’s posture was still the same, so she turned back to look at Qin Shaonan.
Qin Shaonan said, "Tell her where she’s wrong."
Qiao Qiao looked at Yang Qiong, "Tighten your abs, push out your chest."
Seeing everyone laugh at her, Yang Qiong felt even more resentment towards Qiao Qiao, but she strived to tighten her abs and push out her chest to make her movements correct.
Qiao Qiao watched her carefully, "Lower your center of gravity."
Yang Qiong lowered herself some more, always feeling the posture was very ungraceful.
Once Qiao Qiao felt it was about right, she turned back to look at Qin Shaonan.
Qin Shaonan said, "Return to your place."
Then, he moved to the front, first thrusting one hand forward as if grabbing something, "The breath should follow the intention, the strength guided by the fingers, use mental imagery to guide the movement and grasp the imaginary object."
Qiao Qiao mimicked the moves, feeling like she was getting the hang of it.
Qin Shaonan continued, "Use the other hand to grasp forward, alternate the hands. The movements must be clear and nimble, stop once fatigued."
He demonstrated once more, then looked back towards the students, each one with their unique approach.
"Wang Dacheng, step forward."
Sports officer Wang Dacheng stepped forward, jogging over to Qin Shaonan’s side.
Qin Shaonan looked at Wang Dacheng, "Demonstrate capturing me."
Wang Dacheng stammered, "Teach... Teach..."
Qin Shaonan’s face fell, "Step down."
He looked at Qiao Qiao, "Qiao Qiao, step forward."







