Sometimes, Qi Lei would learn some moves and movements with Xing Jiuan. At the same time, he was also Xing Jiuan's favorite person to teach.
Usually, as long as Xing Jiuan demonstrated most of the moves, Qi Lei could basically replicate them for her.
It was an identical replication. He could basically learn Xing Jiuan's movements, moves, and even strength. Those that were slightly simpler could be learned in one go.
What Xing Jiuan had just done was a relatively simple move. It had a sense of beauty and strength and was a more aggressive move.
Qi Lei held the long stick Xing Jiuan had just given him and easily did the moves Xing Jiuan had taught him.
"Sister, is it like this?" The boy had a clean and bright smile. When he faced the sunlight, he had a surprising gentleness.
"Yes." Xing Jiuan walked over. "Very good."
Xing Jiuan liked to teach students like Qi Lei because she was not a good teacher, and Qi Lei was a genius student.
