I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

  Chapter 281 279. Gossip hand black

  Visiting relatives from the second to the fifth day of the new year is a custom of many people in the Chinese New Year.

  Xu Xin is no exception.

  However, his relatives are all in Xujiawan, while Yanjing's side is mostly friends and elders who are respected by him.

  Except for Zhang Yimou, who is still in Wuxi and hasn’t come back, no matter the Olympic Games or some other elders, they all basically live in Yanjing, so from the third year of junior high school, he and Yang Mi basically went to relatives separately and couldn’t get together.

  Xu Xin still has a lot of people to visit.

  Whether it's Yu Zhen, Zhang Wu, or Fan Yue, each of them is not a friend who sits there for an hour or two and then leaves.

   When you arrive, you have to drink.

   Not only have to drink, but also eat and drink well.

   It can’t be spread that Xiao Xu Da Nianjie came to visit the house. I can be a brother or an uncle or a "guide".

  So Xu Xin basically spent the past few days living drunkenly and dreaming.

  However, Yang Mi was thoughtful and dragged Zhang Jiao from the northeast ahead of time.

  With Zhang Jiao helping him drive, there will be no one to take care of him.

   While eating with Zhang Wu, Xu Xin told about his "fantasy experience" in Shanghai on New Year's Day.

   Zhang Wu laughed when he heard it, which made him happy.

   It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a bad taste.

  He and Liu Kuan are comrades-in-arms, how could he not know the background of the old comrade-in-arms?

  Facing what Xu Xin said about the World Expo, he didn't say much, but told Xu Xin:

   "You did the right thing."

   Talk inside and outside, just one sentence.

   Not mentioning your name, is right.

  I didn't mention anything else.

   Xiao Xu knows how smart this kid is.

  So I am very relieved.

  However, there are some things that, for the sake of the assistant he brought today, still can't be said in too much detail.

   Didn't say anything during the meal.

   After the meal was over, I went to the study to have a thorough chat with the strength of alcohol.

   Made Xu Xin understand many things.

   Time passed, and it was the eighth day of the lunar new year.

  Early in the morning, after Yang Mi opened her eyes, she turned her head and pushed the sleeping Xu Xin, saying:

   "Then I'm leaving."

   "Well... I won't see you off..."

"Need not."

  It was only dawn at this moment, and it was early six o'clock. After hearing this, Yang Mi got up and went to the bathroom.

   Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of folding plastic film, and she took a pregnancy test stick to see how to use it.

   Next...

   "A bar, not pregnant?"

   She grunted.

   Washed in a hurry, came out, changed his clothes, pinched his sleeping cheek, and went straight out of the house.

  Go out, warm up the car, and drive towards Yu Chenghui's house.

  The old man is from Shandong. Although he lives in Yanjing all year round, he still has to go home for a while during the holidays.

  No, I just came back last night.

   On the eighth day of the eighth day, as a disciple, she had to hurry over to visit her.

   It's not too late.

  If you are late, you will appear lazy.

   After the car heated up, she got in the car and first observed her face with the rearview mirror.

  Still clean and flawless, the collagen on the face of a girl in her early twenties is fully revealed in this morning without makeup.

  Her eyes became a little strange.

   No acne.

everything is normal.

   There is nothing particularly uncomfortable about the body.

  The pregnancy test stick is also normal.

   But why is this period delayed?

   It has been postponed for many days. Originally calculated according to the day, it should come on the fifth day of the lunar new year at the latest. But it's already the eighth day of the eighth day, and I don't even feel any back pain at all...

   It shouldn't be.

  Full of doubts, she drove towards Yu Chenghui's house.

   Yanjing after six o'clock was not considered a traffic jam. After she arrived after nearly half an hour, she immediately saw Yu Chenghui, who was wearing a padded vest, doing Tai Chi in the small courtyard on the first floor of the family building.

   smiled and shouted:

   "Master~"

  The sound of her, who formally became a teacher last year, opened the slightly closed eyes of this old man known as the "Sword Master".

  Happy smile.

  However, he glanced at the nutrition in the apprentice's hand and said directly:

   "Come with me."

"okay."

  Yang Mi responded, pushed open the courtyard door, put those things on the balcony door, and then started to move her joints.

   After a set of steps, she was right next to the Juggernaut, taking a firm step.

   First step in the morning.

  Let’s start with standing.

  Shoulders and elbows sinking, chest drawn and back straightened, waist loosened and buttocks relaxed.

   Yu Chenghui nodded slightly.

   You can tell at a glance that you are not being lazy.

   This is also the most critical reason why he is willing to accept this female apprentice.

   Rare sobriety.

   Rarely not impetuous.

  Even if I am busy, I always get up very early, take time out, and finish these actions that should be worked hard all day without delay.

   You know, she is already very popular.

  But still can maintain this original intention.

   This kind of material is the real big talent.

  What this society needs now is not some martial arts geniuses, but talents with perseverance and perseverance on the road of martial arts, who will not be disturbed by anything outside, and who have the spirit of martial arts.

  Because of the current martial arts, it doesn't matter who is good at it.

   What is compared is inheritance.

   This is also one of the reasons why he gave everything.

  What happened to the female disciple?

  Why isn't it better than your male disciples who fish for three days and hang out on the net for two days?

Soon, after finishing his morning Tai Chi exercise, he took a look at the apprentice who still closed his eyes as if he was asleep, but his body was motionless, and hugged Yuan Shouyi. He nodded in satisfaction again, and carried the books that his house was almost full of. Supplements went back to the house.

   Boil the porridge.

  After marinating last night, the elbows soaked in the old soup overnight were hot.

  This time I went back to my hometown and brought back the authentic Shandong pancakes, paired with Zhangqiu scallions that I plan to give the little apprentice a little while...

   Oh yes, and a bowl of watermelon sauce.

  For those who practice martial arts, don’t eat too much in the morning.

   And this breakfast…

  Although he didn't call to make an appointment, he had been preparing for the whole night because he was sure that the apprentice would come.

   After preparing everything, he walked out of the house again.

   Sitting on the stone pier in the yard, he took out the cigarette case and lit a cigarette for himself.

   He stroked his gray beard, looked at the time on his watch, and said:

"about there."

  Hearing this, Yang Mi took a deep breath.

   Immediately afterwards, my body shook a little...

   "...?"

   "...???"

  Seeing her shaking, not to mention Yu Chenghui, even Yang Mi was taken aback.

"Dizziness?"

   Yu Chenghui frowned and asked.

  Yang Mi shook her head first, then nodded slightly:

   "Just... just now, I felt as if my brain couldn't supply blood."

   After speaking, she also looked at her watch:

   "Shouldn't it?... Could it be that I didn't eat enough last night? It's not time to eat yet, and the big three and the small three fights haven't finished yet."

"Then stop practicing. Don't force yourself if you can't supply enough energy and blood. Let's have a fight after dinner... Oh yes, there is a screenwriter coming today. It is said that he made a kung fu script. It’s time for him to see it.”

   "Screenwriter?"

  Hearing this, Yang Mi asked in surprise while standing and exhaling to adjust her breathing:

   "Are you going to go out to film again? Isn't the filming of "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji" not finished yet?"

  The "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji" she was talking about was still written by the bearded Zhang Jizhong.

  Zhang Jizhong wanted her to play Zhao Min last year...

   But she pushed her.

   On the one hand, I was thinking about the script of "The Wind", and on the other hand, I had to take care of Xu Xin who was still busy with the Olympics.

  Master played Zhang Sanfeng in it.

  Yu Chenghui smiled and shook his head:

"After the 15th, I joined the group. I guess the filming of this film will be finished at the end of March... This screenwriter was also introduced by a friend. He mainly wanted to understand some of the rules, knowledge and fighting styles of martial arts in the past. He has always been interested in Baguazhang. He is interested in Xingyiquan. Knowing that I am back, he specially asked me out.

  He learned from his family, not a teacher. But in terms of seniority, your master Zhou Yongfu and his second master, that is, Li Zhongxuan, who was known as the "Second Mister" in martial arts during the Anti-Japanese War in martial arts, are considered to be of the same generation. So if you want to talk about it, you might have to call him senior brother. "

   "Oh~"

  Yang Mi didn't think much about it, and after she answered, it was as if Cheng Hui had finished smoking a cigarette, and her breath also calmed down.

   "Let's go back to the house for dinner. I specially brought some pancakes from home. Haven't you always wanted to try Shandong pancakes?... Have you ever seen a green onion as tall as a person?"

  Following Master's words, Yang Mi was completely dumbfounded when she saw the green onion that was as tall as her head.

   "Is this a shallot from Shandong?"

   "Well, this is a shallot from Shandong."

  Seeing the shocked appearance of her apprentice, Yu Chenghui smiled happily.

   The beard trembled wildly.

  …

   Elbow, watermelon sauce, pancakes, scrambled eggs with chopped green onion.

   Plus a bowl of coarse grain porridge.

   There is also a glass of wine in front of Yu Chenghui.

   Not many, one or two.

  Stimulate tendons and activate blood circulation.

  During the meal, Yu Chenghui was still talking about asking Yang Mi to bring back some pancakes for Xu Xin to try later.

  Yang Mi, who was busy dealing with the big elbow in front of her, hadn't spoken yet, when suddenly there was a sound:

   "Teacher Yu, are you at home?"

  Yang Mi turned her head, and saw a chubby man wearing a down jacket, carrying a backpack, a camera on his chest, and wearing black-rimmed glasses standing outside the door.

   "I'll open the door."

   There must be no reason for the apprentice to eat, so the master got up to open the door, so Yang Mi stood up, clapped her hands, pushed open the balcony door and went out.

   She didn't wear makeup today, and she didn't hide it.

   Wearing a crisp ponytail, she walked towards the gate of the courtyard step by step:

   "Hi, who are you?"

   "...???"

  Yang Mi walked in to see the age of this person clearly.

  About thirty-five to forty years old.

  I also saw the blank expression on the other side.

   "Yang...Yang Mi!?"

  Her answer to asking about the identity of the other party was obviously not expressive.

  Yang Mi smiled politely and nodded:

   "Hey, hello. Who are you looking for?"

   While speaking, she opened the door.

"Well…"

  The man came back to his senses, and quickly introduced himself:

   "Hello, Yang Mi, my name is Xu Haofeng, I'm a writer and screenwriter. I came to visit Mr. Yu specially today."

"ah?"

  Although she had already guessed the identity of this person, she should have been surprised that Yang Mi had everything.

  Pretending not to know, pretending to be surprised, she bowed slightly:

   "Hi brother, just now the master was still talking to me about you, and Mr. Er's famous name in the world. Please, please come in."

"Well…"

  Xu Haofeng was even more confused now.

   "Master...Master?"

   "Yes... please come in, come in first, it's cold outside. Have you eaten yet? Have something together?"

"I have already eaten…"

  Xu Haofeng walked into the courtyard while talking.

   Not to mention the surprise in my heart.

  How could he not know Yang Mi.

  In the past two years, she seems to have become the young flower oiran of the new generation.

  But...she turned out to be the apprentice of Sword Master Yu Chenghui?

this…

  He followed behind Yang Mi, walking towards the balcony door, while carefully looking at her back.

   It's not about staring where it shouldn't be... it's about that vague perception.

  She... really knows martial arts?

  …

   "Xiao Xu is here...Come, sit down."

  Yu Chenghui entertained Xu Haofeng very enthusiastically, after all, he has a long history.

   "Hey, okay, Mr. Yu, I'm sorry to bother you by visiting."

   "Hahaha~"

  Hearing this, Yu Chenghui smiled heartily:

   "What's the matter. Is it too late to be happy? Let's eat together?"

  Xu Haofeng glanced at several home-cooked dishes on the dining table.

   Nothing else matters, martial arts practitioners have a large demand for meat, which is normal.

  But when he saw the elbow in Yang Mi's bowl that had been gnawed with only the flesh of the leg but no skin, the corners of his eyes twitched instinctively.

   Quickly shook his head:

   "No, no, no, I've eaten."

   "Well, then let's talk slowly."

   Yu Chenghui said, took a sip of wine, and picked up an egg with chopsticks.

  Yang Mi picked up the pancake again and took a bite.

   Then I thought about it, and felt that it would be indecent for me to gnaw with my elbows in the presence of outsiders, so I got up and went to the kitchen and took out a few more disposable gloves:

   "Master, do you use it?"

"I do not need."

   "Then shall I just remove the elbow?"

   "Okay. Take all the skins, it's delicious!~Eat more~"

"Uh-huh!"

  Yang Mi put on her gloves and started to remove the remaining three elbows on the plate.

  Yu Chenghui braised pork knuckles.

   And they are all cut. There are four elbows in total, and it is estimated that it belongs to one and a half front elbows.

   But that's scary enough.

  Not to mention eating meat in the morning, one and a half pig's front elbow, most people can't digest it.

   Not to mention there is a plate of scallion eggs next to it, plus those pancakes, cucumber sticks and so on.

   Xu Haofeng was taken aback for a while.

   Instinctively asked:

   "Can I take a picture?"

  Yu Chenghui subconsciously looked at Yang Mi.

  Yang Mi understood what Master meant, and she smiled awkwardly:

   "Brother, if you said it earlier, I will put a better plate."

   "It's okay, it's okay, let's get the material."

  Xu Haofeng said politely, and picked up the SLR camera.

   Kacha Kacha took a few photos before asking:

   "Teacher Yu, Yang Mi... When did you become a teacher?"

"last year."

  Yu Chenghui took a sip of the wine and said unhurriedly:

   "But don't look at her as a latecomer. Actually... how many years?"

   "Zero and six years."

"Yes, I started to learn from me in 2006. I taught her all my skills except for a few tricks that were too dark. The rest depends on how she practices and ponders. Therefore, the shape In terms of Yiquan, the two of you can be said to be from the same school. But in terms of Baguazhang, you two should have nothing to do with each other, right? Neither Mister Er nor Mr. Hu belong to this school."

  The "Mr. Hu" mentioned by Yu Chenghui refers to Hu Haiya, the heir of Xianxue health preservation.

   "...She can also Baguazhang?"

  Xu Haofeng's eyes lit up.

  Yang Mi responded:

   "Well, the teacher is Hande, the successor of Cheng-Shi Baguazhang. It was also introduced by Master~"

"ah?"

   Now, Xu Haofeng is completely interested.

   Then she watched Yang Mi put a large chopstick into her mouth, including the flesh of the elbow and the skin of the elbow.

  This appetite...

  He believed it immediately.

  Which of the serious female stars eat elbows in the morning?

   Still eating so much?

  Not losing weight?

  And this is, Yu Chenghui said with a smile:

   "Eat slowly, it's easy to digest. After a while, if you hold hands with Xiao Xu, he will understand everything."

   "Hmm~"

  Yang Mi responded.

   "However... Can I not use Xingyi Quan today? I don't know why, but I feel a little weak today. I'm afraid I won't be able to take back the strength..."

   "..."

  Xu Haofeng's mouth twitched...

  He knew exactly what Yang Mi meant.

  Xingyiquan emphasizes taking off the gun and turning it into a fist, so it was also called Liuhequan at the beginning. Pay attention to the harmony of heart and mind, mind and Qi, Qi and strength, shoulders and hips, elbows and knees, hands and feet.

   If there is a lack of a combination, it is wrong to fight.

   And when Yang Mi said that she couldn't regain her energy, she actually meant that she was uncoordinated.

   But this incongruity also has two meanings.

   One is that the action cannot be played.

  The other is that if the coordination is not achieved, the strength cannot be retracted freely, and it is easy to hurt others, and it is easy to hurt yourself when exerting strength.

   It is very likely that if the strength is not in place, you will hurt yourself.

  He has suffered from this before, and he punched once when he was weak, and it twisted his waist.

  Although the injury was not serious, the feeling was too uncomfortable.

   When you meet for the first time, even if you just hold hands, there is no need for people to take the risk of getting hurt.

   After hearing this, Yu Chenghui also nodded:

   "Okay, then I will join hands with Xiao Xu Xingyi in a while..."

  So.

  After a meal, Xu Haofeng watched helplessly as Yang Mi killed three elbows, half a plate of eggs, and a bowl of porridge plus two pancakes...

  Not to mention anything else, just by looking at his appetite, Xu Haofeng can more or less feel that what he has practiced is in place.

   After all, such a large amount of food means that the amount of exercise must also be large.

   After eating, taking advantage of the time to rest and digest, Xu Haofeng took a recording pen and chatted with Yu Chenghui about when he was a child studying art at the Shandong Guoshu Museum.

   The main talk is not about martial arts, but national arts.

  But in Chinese martial arts, he will develop some historical problems.

  For example, Beiquan Nanzhuan.

  For example, the martial arts of the War of Resistance.

   Even chatted with a person named "Gong Baotian" and nicknamed "Gong Monkey".

  Yang Mi also understood from the chat between the two that this Gong Baotian had also been the bodyguard of Marshal Zhang Zuolin...

  Yu Chenghui has a clear understanding of these things, but he doesn't know much.

   After all, he only listened to what his masters said about many things in the martial arts back then. It's been too long, and I can't remember some things clearly.

   I just know that Gong Baotian used to be a fourth-rank Ouchi guard and protected Guangxu.

   also protected Zhang Zuolin.

   He didn't know what happened afterwards.

  However, he cited a few examples that were miraculous at the time.

   Things like Gong Baotian's lightness kung fu, or things like hitting where the leaf dart in his hand is pointing.

   After chatting for a while, Yang Mi has almost rested here.

  Although she always felt unwell, she felt more energetic after eating now, so Yu Chenghui said to go to the yard to help her.

  Xu Haofeng was also interested. He especially wanted to see how popular Xiaohua was in the industry, the apprentice of the Juggernaut.

   Arrived in the yard, set up my DSLR with video recording function, and started to move my body.

  Yang Mi knew when he took a look at the posture he put on after moving his joints...

  This person... seems very ordinary.

  Yu Chenghui also noticed it, shook his head slightly, and said:

   "Xiao Xu, your five-element frame... is ruined."

  Hearing this, Xu Haofeng followed his gaze and subconsciously looked down.

   Immediately a little embarrassed.

  If you can’t even stand straight with your feet, it means that your center of gravity cannot be stabilized.

  He adjusted quickly.

  Yang Mi stood in front of him at this moment, posing in the Baguazhang single-changing posture.

   "You can make a set of dragon, tiger, monkey, rooster, and horse in the twelve shapes. I will use Baguazhang to dismantle it with you~"

  Hearing this, Xu Haofeng nodded and lowered his body, keeping both his fists and feet in the middle of his body.

  Hands up and down, one yin and one yang, and the legs are also in a line, buckling a mandarin duck step, like a dragon with its head held high.

  However, he is a bit fat, so he looks a bit nondescript.

   Seeing this, Yang Mi became more aware of this person's standard:

   "Then I'll slow down, don't worry, I'm holding back."

   "Uh...ok, so I'm starting?"

"OK."

  Following Yang Mi's words, Xu Haofeng also slowed down, took a deep breath, and started with a drill fist.

   As a result, his hand just took a step forward, intending to "hit" Yang Mi on the chin.

Yang Mi twisted her steps, turned her body to one side, her right hand was the palm, she held Xu Haofeng's protruding right fist, and her left hand had already reached his chest. Spinning a punch on Xu Haofeng's body, with the help of that inertia, the left hand came first and the right came later, both hands slapped him on the back together.

   "啪~"

   There is a down jacket to block it, so it doesn't hurt.

   But Xu Haofeng knew that with this move, if he aimed at the back of his head, he might have lost his fighting power.

  The so-called martial arts... or Chinese martial arts is just like that.

  It doesn’t mean that the ring is won by RBI, nor is it that there are so many rules like wrestling or MMA or UFC.

   Its purpose is simple.

   One hit kill.

   When masters meet, it is basically a face-to-face meeting, and the winner is determined.

  Standing up straight, he looked at Yang Mi and asked in surprise:

   "Single palm change?"

"Uh-huh."

  Yang Mi nodded:

   "Yes, just change your palm... This time you come to Bengquan. Slow down... hiccup~ sorry~"

   "Uh...haha~ good."

   Seeing her covering her mouth, Xu Haofeng couldn't help laughing.

   Then he held back his strength and took a step forward.

   It’s not a half step, which means that the force is not yet mature.

  But this time he raised his spirits and was also ready to defend.

But…

  When Beng Fist came out with this step, Yang Mi accurately grasped his wrist, moving behind her, the back of her left hand was already attached to his neck below the ear.

  Because it's the back of the hand, it doesn't have much strength, it's more like a "bounce".

  But Xu Haofeng also knows...

   If this move is a hand knife, I will also "die".

   "Double change palm."

  Yang Mi finished speaking with a smile...

  The next thing is very simple.

  Butterfly-like pace, matched with the palm technique that focuses on the vital points.

  Single-changing palms, double-changing palms, homeopathic palms, back-body palms, turning-over palms, three-river palms...

  Double kidneys, teasing the yin, breaking the knees, piercing the throat...

   The four characters "Baguashouhei" are vividly revealed by Yang Mi.

   And Xu Haofeng's physical strength gradually couldn't keep up.

  When he was panting for breath, Yu Chenghui, who had been staring at his apprentice with a gratified face, nodded:

   "Okay, stop."

   "Senior brother, let me accept it..."

  Yang Mi smiled and clasped her fists together.

   Xu Haofeng, whose eyes were full of surprise and absurdity, only belatedly recalled his "how to die" in his mind...

  Suddenly gave a wry smile:

"fine…"

   "Baguazhang is still suitable for girls. It looks better when you fight... But I'm really not in the right state today, and I always feel that I can't use my strength. Otherwise, we can do two sets of postures... But today I'm really afraid that I won't be able to hold back..."

  Yang Mi also hurriedly "apologized".

   But some things were not honest.

  She is now exerting strength in Xingyi fist, only half a step.

   Only half a step is enough.

   And this one is still dangling in "one step".

   If he really wants to fight, he may not be able to bear it...

   But anyway, this fat "wooden dummy" is quite enjoyable to play.

  For a while, she was in a good mood.

   Ignoring the camera facing him, he clasped his hands with a smile:

   "Brother, let me go."

  (end of this chapter)