In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

Early in the morning, when Musashi was still resting with his eyes closed in the house, Shin-chan's voice came from outside.

"Master, let's practice sword skills~"

"Hmm? Shin-chan? So early? That's rare, could it be that he has figured out the true meaning of sword practice?" Thinking of this, Musashi opened his eyes, walked over and opened the door. Before he could see clearly what was happening outside, he smiled at Shin-chan and said, "I admire you, Shinnosuke. It seems that you are finally determined to practice sword practice properly."

"Hi, Master!" At this time, he heard another poor spoken language, was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he slowly raised his head, and indeed saw Beirut.

"Luo, Luo Beirut..."

"Hehe." Beirut looked at Musashi and smiled.

"Uh, you, are you really coming?" Musashi looked at him, and suddenly a feeling of powerlessness came over him. After teaching him some basics last time, Musashi regretted it. This guy is not suitable...

"He asked for more guidance from the master." After listening for a while, Shin-chan shouted to Musashi.

"Please give me your guidance." Berut nodded and bowed to Musashi.

“Really, this is really a headache…” Musashi was also in a headache. He looked outside and realized that Mingxu didn’t follow him. This meant that it would be difficult for him to communicate with Beirut this time…

Shaking his head, he had no choice but to let them in first.

"Then we will practice swordplay next. Shinnosuke should first practice the sword-wielding method we taught last week. As for Lobeirut..." Looking at Beirut, Musashi was a little embarrassed. He didn't do some basic movements well last time, so what should he teach this time?

"Yes, I will practice sword skills with all my heart and make sure to master the secrets of kendo to perfection!" Beirut shouted excitedly. In his opinion, it was great that he could finally learn kendo!

"Uh, what on earth is this guy talking about?" Musashi's mouth twitched. He couldn't understand English. Xiaoxu, where are you? Come back soon~ I can't live without you!!!

"Ah~" Mingxu sneezed. Wasn't it someone who was talking about him? Really, why did they suddenly say that they would update more? I don't have enough manuscripts in stock! Really, they didn't tell me in advance at all. Mom is really something.

Mingxu complained while speeding up his drawing. As for Xiaoxin and the others, he didn't say that he would always be there to act as a translator.

Ignoring Musashi's expression, Beirut said excitedly, "This is the way to truly understand the traditional virtues here, yeah yeah~" Beirut danced excitedly.

"No, no, beginners must first sit upright next to you! Start by observing the seniors' practice!" Musashi thought of something and shouted to Beirut.

"WHAT?" Beirut looked at Musashi blankly, not understanding what he was talking about.

"That, that is to say, uh, this. Uh. That, this..." Musashi stammered, not knowing how to explain.

"You seem very nervous, Master." Beirut looked at Musashi's expression and asked curiously.

"I. I'm not nervous. Ah, this, sit still!"

"uh-huh?"

"Don't you understand?"

"Sit up straight, sit up straight!" Musashi's head hurt a little, so he could only shout this. He really couldn't remember how to translate this sentence.

"Oh, constellations~" Beirut successfully misunderstood.

Seeing Beirut's sudden realization, Musashi thought he understood, and nodded in satisfaction, "Yes, sit up straight."

"Ok, sit up~" Beirut patted Musashi's shoulder and nodded.

"Yeah!" Musashi nodded, and thought to himself: Even if we come from different countries, as long as we are willing to communicate, we can still understand each other~

"Constellation, constellation~"

"Uh-huh."

“Aries.” As these words appeared, Musashi almost fell down. Well, he still couldn’t understand what he said. . .

"Tsk tsk." Xiao Xin was speechless watching the show from the side. These two guys were simply talking irrelevantly.

"I'm not talking about constellations! Sitting properly is like this!" Musashi demonstrated in front of Beirut: "This is sitting properly!"

"Oh~" Beirut thought Musashi wanted him to sit down and rest, so he sat down on the ground directly, looking relaxed.

"No, that's not how you do it!" Musashi was so angry when he saw Beirut's expression, he pointed at himself and said, "The so-called sitting properly is to sit down with your back straight like this, so that your mind can be unified!" After saying that, he demonstrated it and finally patted his legs.

"Oh." Berruth nodded, stood up, walked towards Musashi, and then sat on Musashi's legs.

"Ah? No, that's not the case!" Musashi was stunned and shouted angrily, how could he say that!

"Why?" Beirut didn't understand. He was clearly doing it according to Musashi's instructions, so why did Musashi look dissatisfied?

Then, under Musashi's pressure, Beirut performed the so-called sitting posture, but he had never done these movements before and it seemed particularly difficult for him.

Seeing Beirut about to stand up, Musashi quickly held his shoulders and said, "No, no! You're not really sitting upright like this!"

"Is this the practice of kendo? It's so painful~" Beirut looked at his trembling legs and felt a little scared.

As soon as Musashi loosened his hand, Beirut immediately tilted.

"Huh? Why can't you do even simple movements?"

"It hurts so much, this is simply torture!" Beirut felt like a prisoner.

Musashi tried to loosen his hand, looked at Beirut, whose body was still shaking but not crooked, and nodded: "That's it, that's it. You see, as long as you have the will, you can do it."

Shin-chan looked at this scene and shook his head and complained: "Because Beirut's legs are different from Master's. His feet are longer."

"Okay, keep this position for now. I'll practice with Xiaoxin for a while." After saying that, Musashi came in front of Xiaoxin. The two stood with bamboo swords in hand. Looking at Xiaoxin, Musashi said, "Well, you can hit me anytime when you find a gap. You're welcome!"

Shin-chan kept shouting slogans to test Musashi, while Musashi looked at Shin-chan and paid attention to Beirut's movements from time to time.

"I didn't expect that the practice of kendo would be so painful!" Beirut was not used to this sitting position, his body kept shaking and he was about to fall down.

Seeing this, Musashi was immediately happy: If sitting upright was too painful, this foreigner might run away, and then he could relax a little! It was great!

But then he found that Shin-chan was shouting slogans and not attacking, and Musashi suddenly felt a headache. Why didn't he attack?

"Shinnosuke, it's not like that..."

"Sweet and sour spare ribs with eight-treasure vegetables, shredded pork with green peppers." Xiaoxin didn't care and continued to shout.

Seeing this, Musashi also shouted to him: "Dumplings, siu mai, mapo tofu... Oh no, because I didn't eat lunch, my stomach is starting to growl..."

"There's a gap! Master, stir-fried beef with water spinach!"

"Ah?" Musashi shook his head and easily dodged Shin-chan's attack.

"Oyakodon! Pork cutlet rice!" Shin-chan turned around and continued to hit him.

"This won't work." Musashi shook his head and kept dodging without even moving from where he was.

"Come on, come on, Chickenosuke~" Beirut on the side watched this scene and began to cheer for Shin-chan.

"No matter what, I will train this child to be a first-rate swordsman feared by the world!" Looking at Shin-chan's expression, Musashi nodded.

"Wow!" Musashi found the right moment and knocked the bamboo sword out of Shin-chan's hand.

"Oh, that's annoying~" Shin-chan bent down pretending to be disappointed.

"There's a gap!" Seeing this, Musashi raised his bamboo sword and rushed towards Shin-chan, then swung the sword down, but was caught by Shin-chan's butt.

"Ah?" Musashi was stunned. He didn't expect that he couldn't draw out the bamboo sword for a while.

"This kid is really not an easy person to deal with."

"Oh, Chicken Nosuke, that's wonderful!" Beirut stood up, but his legs were shaking uncontrollably.

"Hehehe, is it because your feet are numb that you can't stand?" Musashi couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

"Beirut, look, do it like me." Xiaoxin walked up to Beirut and said.

"Oh, I've done that too." Then the two of them easily walked on their butts.

"Ah? How could it be?" Musashi was dumbfounded. No, how could this foreigner know this?

"Hahaha, look, look, I have already mastered the secret of kendo."

"Great, great." Xiao Xin praised.

"I lost..." Musashi lowered his head. He really didn't know how to use this trick.

Then, under their instruction, he began to learn to walk on his butt.

"No, no, that's not how it's done!"

Seeing Musashi stiffen again, Beirut shook his head and sat down: "Oh, no, please take a look, this is what you should do."

“Ah? It hurts!”

"It's not like this. How many times do I have to tell you before you can learn it? It's done this way, like this!" Beirut kept demonstrating.

"What is he talking about? Am I being praised for learning quickly?" Musashi suddenly grinned.

"Should I continue to practice sword?" Xiao Xin came over and asked puzzledly.

"Wait a minute, I need to learn how to walk on my butt first! Ouch!"

"Oh. I can't stand it. I didn't expect the master to be so useless." Xiaoxin shook his head. It seems that he can't practice again today.

After returning home, Mingxu was still painting hard. Seeing Xiaoxin coming back, it seemed that he didn't do much exercise today.

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