It’s not like this wizard is inappropriate

"He is my dad's friend, the kind who has a very good relationship."

"Lao Cao is an expert in Chinese armor. He is very famous in the circle. He used to be a professor in a top university, so he has a very bad temper. Please bear with me 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 master his knowledge and ignore his foul mouth."

"Oh, right."

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

"This old man hates foreign things. If he knew that we planned to package Chinese armor into Western-style demon hunter equipment, he would definitely kick us out directly."

"Demon hunter?" Lin An looked at the little boss with a confused face, not knowing what this guy was planning to do.

The little boss chuckled and raised his eyebrows, "I plan to use Suxin Software's outsourcing to train a development team. When the project is completed, the operating team will directly get into the rhythm of developing their own wizard games. This is called borrowing money to make a living. 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 recruitment advertisements from other companies that he had collected in his browser. He looked at the back of his boss with a complicated expression, wondering if he should give up the idea of ​​changing jobs.

This may be an opportunity.

The change in his thoughts couldn't help but make his attitude begin to change.

"Boss, why are you packaging Chinese-style armor into Western-style demon hunter equipment? We can directly study foreigners' armor."

"Ha~" the little boss sneered, "Just those tin cans? What's there to study? That's it. And, Anzai, we have to focus on differentiation, do you understand?"

"The foundation of Chinese armor, coupled with your aesthetic understanding, and then packaged with the skin of the wizarding world, believe me, this is the best direction for our future games to go out."

All right.

To be honest, Lin An really doesn't feel that 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 professors, bad-tempered...

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

However, the person 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 door of the villa again, but there was a dull roar from behind the door, "Get out!"

Bang~

The iron door hit the door frame hard and made a loud noise. Professor Cao's footsteps moved away heavily.

Lin An looked at the little boss with a strange expression.

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

As he spoke, he smiled, grabbed the door handle, opened the door, and greeted Lin An, "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.

As soon as he pushed the door open, the villa's style was completely different from the vast countryside in the TV series. The small gantry crane, machine tools, and various machinery and instruments made Lin An think that he had arrived at a factory.

There are no walls in the middle of the first floor, and a large amount of light pours into the hall from the backyard without any obstruction. Only the bookshelves on the left wall and a table with tea sets under the bookshelves add a slight 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. One look at it will make people think that this thing will be stopped by the traffic police.

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

Professor Cao paused for a moment, looked back at him, and snorted coldly, "I will barely listen to you for a few words. After you finish speaking two sentences, get out!"

"Hehe~" the little boss giggled.

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

"I……"

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

"Hey, eh, Uncle Cao...Uncle Cao...I'm Cao!"

Bang!

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

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

He suddenly wasn't afraid of this strong old man anymore. Even if the iron door was closed and the two of them were alone, this man didn't show any unusual sight in his eyes, which made him relax.

"Yes." Professor Cao nodded, placed the wine box in a compartment on the bookshelf on the left, and pulled out a particularly thick book from the bookshelf and placed it on the tea table.

"Please read Chapter 1, Chapter 10 and Volume 6 of this book first. If you don't understand, ask me later."

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

Lin An picked up the book, which was called "Eight Animals Play, Notes by Zhang Bingyuan".

Baqinxi is a health-preserving skill passed down from ancient times. It is a widely circulated one. Although few modern people have learned it, most of them have heard of it.

This book is not a legendary secret book. The name "Ancient Culture Publishing House" is printed on the cover of the book, and the price is printed on it is 58.5 yuan.

Professor Cao got it wrong?

Lin An thought for a while, then opened it and took a look.

The content of the Eight-Animal Show is to imitate the movements of eight kinds of animals, not just birds. The introduction of the book also specifically explains the error in the title.

The first and tenth chapters mentioned by Professor Cao respectively describe the importance of cooperating with breathing when practicing this health-preserving exercise, as well as various key points of breathing.

There is also a sixth volume, which is about the Deer Opera, one of the Eight Animal Operas. The focus is on the key points of the ‘frame’ practice of the Deer Opera.

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

At first glance, it's quite interesting.

Deer play focuses on the 'hand frame', with the fingers slightly spread and the elbows bent forward, looking like a pair of deer antlers.

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

The book explains how deer react to attacks from various animals. Small animals use different forces than animals of the same size.

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

It looks a bit like wrestling.

"Focus on the breathing method that matches each posture." Professor Cao was standing behind him at some point, holding a towel to wipe the water stains on his hands.

Lin An turned around in shock, "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 appears again!

It is different from the hallucinations I usually see. It is an extremely clear sensory experience, 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 the black smoke spread backwards and converged into an outline of flames that seemed to be burning. In the black flames, a huge deer head two meters high 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 dark green deer head, there is a pair of huge red eyes, which are as red as a ball of blood, and the eyes are straight and scary.

"This is the introduction to ancient marching armor, breathing."

Professor Cao threw the rag on the table casually, "In ancient times, no matter which dynasty it was, private possession of armor was prohibited. All armor has only one purpose, to fight in military formations."

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

As Professor Cao narrated, the deer head behind him looked more and more real, and the jade-like head actually twisted a bit flexibly.

That kind of agility rushed straight towards him with some kind of terrifying 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, "Rapid ventilation must be done to the end, not this kind of ineffective ventilation, which is so easy for you. lack of oxygen."

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

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

The extremely wild visual effects almost stunned Lin An.

"Inhale until the air sinks into your Dantian; exhale until it is completely clean!"

Professor Cao turned around and walked to a shelf in the distance, pulled off a piece of half-finished breastplate and came over, "During ancient marches and battles, 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 spoke, he held up the heavy-looking breastplate with one hand and held it up and down inside with the other hand. "See if it's like the breathing method I just mentioned."

Lin An nodded in confusion.

He actually wanted to say that the little boss sent him to study, maybe because he wanted him to have a general understanding of the structure of armor, and there was no need to go into that depth.

Why should I learn this thing?

I'm just a programmer~