She believed her talent was inferior to Tang Yu's, but she had read these Ancient Martial Arts manuals many times and could practically recite them backward.
"Alright, how do you pronounce these two characters?"
"..."
"And these two—I don't know them either."
"..."
After giving Tang Yu a crash course in literacy, Ning Shiqin looked at him and muttered, "Didn't you go through that nine years of compulsory education or whatever? How do you not know even these?"
"My Chinese teacher was too pretty. I spent all my time looking at her and didn't study very hard."
Tang Yu chuckled.
Ning Shiqin waved her hand disdainfully. "You should just focus on reading."
"Sure. Go make me a cup of tea."
Tang Yu casually ordered her around, and Ning Shiqin actually obediently ran off and brought back two cups of hot tea.
After drinking tea and finishing the remaining Ancient Martial Arts manuals, Tang Yu closed the books, shut his eyes, and began using the Quick Mastery Technique to thoroughly process everything.
Ten minutes later.
Tang Yu stood up and performed two fist techniques and one leg technique at the air.
His movements flowed like drifting clouds and running water, accompanied by the sounds of wind and thunder. Ning Shiqin could not help widening her eyes.
This guy had really mastered all those Ancient Martial Arts techniques to perfection?
"Impressive, right? You can admire me a little more."
Tang Yu loved seeing this country-bumpkin girl, who had never seen much of the world, looking so shocked.
Ning Shiqin sincerely praised him, "Impressive."
Then she added, "Admiring you is another matter. You're a perv... If you teach me your insights, I can admire you."
After spending so much time with Tang Yu, Little Shiqin had begun learning how to play along with