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"Martial arts secret manual?" Xie Wanxing's eyes suddenly widened, and then he glanced at Cheng Fei, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably. "Cousin, are you a direct disciple of some major martial arts sect?"

Cheng Fei couldn't help but laugh at Xie Wanxing's series of reactions. He thought she was funny and cute. He quickly explained, "I was joking, Ah Xing."

He continued, "I just noticed that my cousin Lin seemed quite interested in martial arts. Mr. Wu, who taught me martial arts, has a set of boxing techniques that can strengthen the body. The moves are also relatively simple, very suitable for beginners like my cousin Lin. I see that my cousin Lin doesn't have a professional teacher at the moment, so I wanted to draw it for him to practice."

"Oh? You want to draw a picture book? Wait a minute." Xie Wanxing's eyes lit up after hearing Cheng Fei's words. She ran back to her room and got some more paper. After folding it a few times, she tore it apart with her hands. After tearing it into several smaller pieces, she placed them in front of Cheng Fei again. "Okay, just draw like this. Draw one action on each piece of paper. Try to draw it as coherently as possible."

"Comic book? This is..." Cheng Fei touched the new paper that Xie Wanxing gave him. It was thicker than the previous ones, and the material was also harder. It was quite suitable for drawing. It should be more durable after drawing, and it would also be convenient for cousin Lin to hold it and practice in the future.

Seeing Cheng Fei's puzzled look, she didn't explain but hurriedly urged: "Hurry up and draw, cousin. You'll know when you finish. Try to draw the movements as carefully as possible. Break down each step into smaller parts, and it's best to center them all."

Seeing that Xie Wanxing wanted to keep it a secret, he stopped asking and started concentrating on painting.

He picked up the charcoal pencil and held it in his hand, and began to recall the starting posture of the boxing taught by Mr. Wu. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and after outlining the clear action picture in his mind, he slowly placed the charcoal pencil on the rice paper.

Cheng Fei was a little cautious when he started writing. After all, although he painted on weekdays, this time he was painting for his cousin Lin to use as a reference for martial arts training, so he couldn't afford to be careless.

He first sketched the outline of the character, and the image of a tall and upright little man gradually appeared on the paper. Although it was just a few simple strokes, the proportions and posture of the little man were just right. Then he began to depict the specific movements of the starting gesture.

He drew the little man's feet steadily on the paper, shoulder-width apart, then slowly drew the slightly drooping hands, and finally focused on depicting the arms raised to the waist and slightly clenched fists. Although the lines are simple, they can accurately show the charm of the movement.

After finishing the opening pose, he checked it again. After confirming that it was correct, he began to draw the next movement. One after another, Cheng Fei became more and more immersed in the painting. Xie Wanxing watched quietly beside him, and occasionally came forward to check the progress. Seeing that Cheng Fei was having fun painting, she also felt a little itchy.

Seeing Cheng Fei so serious and focused, an impulse surged in her heart, so she gently unfolded a piece of paper and spread it flat on the table. While she was drawing, she looked up at Cheng Fei from time to time.

The two of them painted like this until the sun was about to set. Xie Wanxing had already finished and was standing aside, bored, holding a pen in his mouth, watching Cheng Fei draw a picture book.

Xie Wanxing found Cheng Fei's focused look amusing. She shook her head gently, and the charcoal pencil in her mouth swayed along with it. Her thoughts drifted somewhere else. She just hoped that Cheng Fei could finish the painting quickly so that she could see what this "Boxing Picture Book" that he had spent so much effort to complete looked like.

Finally, Cheng Fei put down his pen.

"Cousin, have you finished your painting?" Xie Wanxing, who had been waiting nearby and had been waiting impatiently, immediately came forward with shining eyes.

"Yes, it's finished." Cheng Fei replied softly with a faint smile on his face. However, he did not immediately hand the painting to Xie Wanxing. Instead, he carefully checked the stack of paintings from beginning to end.

He examined the movements drawn on the paper page by page, confirming that the posture of each little figure and the lines of each move were clear and accurate, without any omissions or mistakes. Then he solemnly handed the entire stack of drawings to Xie Wanxing, and said with a hint of anticipation in his eyes, "Axing, you just said what you would do after I finish drawing?"

"Wait a moment!" Xie Wanxing added a blank sheet of paper to the top and bottom of the stack of papers as the front and back covers, then jumped off the chair and called into the kitchen, "Aunt Li."

"Hey, I'm here." Li came out of the kitchen in a hurry. She was wearing an apron and her hands were stained with flour. It was obvious that she had been busy cooking in the kitchen. "Miss, what's wrong?"

"Aunt Li, are you free now?"

"I'm free, I'm free. Miss, do you want me to do anything?" Li nodded repeatedly.

"Hey, Aunt Li, I know you're good at sewing. Can you help me with this?" Xie Wanxing smiled and walked over to Aunt Li. He raised the stack of drawing paper that Cheng Fei had just finished drawing and shook it. He said, "My cousin drew these pictures. Can you sew a few stitches for me with a thicker needle and thread?"

"No problem, I'll get the needle and thread." Li replied, then turned and walked quickly towards the backyard. Not long after, Li came back with the needle and thread. She walked up to Xie Wanxing and said with a smile, "Miss, where do you want to sew?"

"This is it. Help me sew it up along the edge, just like I usually do with books." Xie Wanxing handed her the stack of paintings. After handing it over, she didn't forget to move closer, and gently touched the edge of the drawing paper with her slender fingers. As she pointed, she explained, "Aunt Li, look, just sew along here, just like the spine of those bound books I usually read."

Li nodded, sat on the stone bench beside her and started sewing. Soon she had sewn the stack of paper according to Xie Wanxing's requirements.

She tied a knot gently, cut off the excess thread, stood up and handed it to Xie Wanxing. She smiled and said, "Miss, it's sewn. Take a look and see if it's the way you want it."

"Yes, that's it." Xie Wanxing took the book that Li had sewn and nodded excitedly, "Thank you for your hard work, Aunt Li. This is sewn very well."

"It's not hard, miss. As long as you are happy, if there is nothing else, I will go back." Li looked at Xie Wanxing's loving look and felt happy in her heart.

Xie Wanxing turned around and wanted to present the treasure to Cheng Fei, but found that it had already darkened. She rolled her eyes, thought for a while and said, "Let's go to my room. I can draw a cover." As she said that, she reached out and grabbed Cheng Fei's sleeve, and prepared to walk towards her room.

She took Cheng Fei for two steps before she remembered that she hadn't put away her paintings yet. She turned back and picked up the painting she had just finished and rolled up. After trotting back to Cheng Fei, she handed the painting to him and said, "Cousin, this is for you."

"For me?" Cheng Fei was slightly stunned, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then his gaze fell on the painting that Xie Wanxing handed over.