Modern longevity: starting from Baduanjin

After practicing martial arts for so many years, in the end, no matter how advanced the martial arts skills are, I am also afraid of kitchen knives. Isn't this stupid?

In this case, why spend money and time to practice martial arts?

It's better to kill two chickens, ducks and geese to practice courage, and then go out with some self-defense tools, such as screwdrivers, wrenches, etc., which are not much stronger than practicing martial arts hard.

For more than 30 years, Wu Pingzhou has always held this idea.

Until a few days ago, on the unnamed hill in the south of Weifang City, I witnessed someone kicking off a big tree stump, and judging from the traces on the scene, Wu Pingzhou's worldview collapsed.

There is still such a fierce one in this world?

"Bang bang bang-"

Following a knock on the door, Chen Xingbo shouted, "Please come in."

The assistant at the door said, "Mr. Chen, the contestants you called are here."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xingbo immediately stood up and said with a smile, "That's right, let all the masters come in."

Soon, including those seeded players that Chen Xingbo mentioned earlier, a total of [-] talented players who had entered the three rounds of audition came in.

"Come here, masters, come here quickly, please sit down... who the hell, pour tea for you masters."

After some hustle and bustle, the office was crowded with people.

Chen Xingbo said with a smile: "Masters, please come up. The main reason is that Mr. Wu has some questions about martial arts. I want to ask you all."

As soon as Chen Xingbo finished speaking, He Wei, the man with a golden chain standing next to Wu Pingzhou, immediately started handing out gift bags.

"Trouble masters..."

Someone glanced into the handbag and was shocked on the spot. Inside were two golden Jingdong shopping cards, one with a face value of 5000, and a latest iPhone.

2 yuan, not to mention asking a few questions, is more than enough to learn art from a teacher.

Just when everyone was amazed at the generosity of Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu pushed the brown glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile: "It's like this. I went to the Weifangxiashan Reservoir two days ago and passed an unknown hill... ..."

Wu Pingzhou described in detail what happened.

"I want to ask all the masters now, what level is it that can break such a thick tree stump?"

After listening to Wu Pingzhou's words, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Kick and break the camphor tree with a diameter of 20 centimeters?"

"Does Mr. Wu know how wide 20 centimeters is?"

"Don't talk about 20 centimeters, how many people can break a 2 centimeter tree with one kick?"

"What's more, the thicker the tree, the greater its toughness. A camphor tree with a diameter of 20 centimeters can already be called a big tree. It doesn't matter whether a car can break it, but human legs can infer it?"

"This kind of question is completely an insult to IQ. Martial arts is not a martial arts novel. If a human leg can break a tree stump with a diameter of 20 cm, it is a fantasy novel."

Everyone was complaining crazily in their hearts, but because they had just received a gift from someone, they didn't speak out what was in their hearts.

And at the same time, He Wei, the golden chain man, and another person lifted the tree stump up from downstairs.

"I have measured this sassafras tree stump. It has a length of 137.39 cm, a diameter of 21.09 cm, and a total weight of 65.14 kg."

Everyone gathered around and watched the camphor tree carefully.

This camphor tree has obviously been specially maintained. The bark on the trunk of the camphor tree is very moist, it looks like it has just been broken, and green green can still be seen inside the cracked bark.

Some people who thought that the trunk might be dead wood felt cold when they saw the trunk itself.

A tree with such a thick diameter, and it is still in the growth stage, let alone a human leg, would take a long time to break even if it was smashed with a steel rod.

"Mr. Wu, with all due respect, I don't think a human leg can break such a thick tree stump."

"If you can really break such a thick tree trunk, the physical strength already belongs to non-human beings."

"I can't believe it, and I can't imagine what level this is."

"..."

Originally, everyone was embarrassed to question because of the gift, but after someone spoke, others also shared their opinions.

The golden chain man He Wei couldn't help but said: "But this is what we saw with our own eyes. If you don't believe it, it only shows that your level is not enough."

A group of Sanda fighters looked at He Wei one after another.

Wu Pingzhou stretched out his hand to signal He Wei to go aside, turned his head and said with a chuckle, "Masters, don't be angry, maybe it's because I'm dazzled. That's fine, let's leave it at that, and trouble you, masters."

When everyone got up to say goodbye, Wei Xue in the crowd finally couldn't help but said: "If it was before, I probably wouldn't believe that someone could break such a thick tree stump with a kick, but now I believe it."

The masters who were walking outside stopped after hearing the words.

Wu Pingzhou also smiled and said, "Master Wei, why do you believe it now?"

Wei Xue smiled and said, "Because I've seen far more outrageous things than this..."

……

While everyone here was studying the tree stump and discussing whether anyone in the world could break it, Mei Zimo, the chief director of the Taishan Fengchan Ceremony next door, was also anxious to get angry.

This year, the opening ceremony of the Taishan Fengchan Grand Ceremony has always made him dissatisfied, which has caused the show to be released on July [-]st, and has been postponed again and again. The investor urged [-] calls every day.

It will be screened for one day at night, and that will be a loss of tens of millions. No wonder the investors behind are anxious.

However, Mei Zimo is a person who strives for excellence. Originally, the level of the Fengchan Grand Ceremony is already a bit aesthetically fatigued. If the opening ceremony does not make a splash, the audience will definitely not buy it, and eventually the reputation of the Fengchan Grand Ceremony will be completely ruined.

"Director Mei, what kind of master do you want? The Masked Martial King is being held next door. How about I ask Director Chen to call all those masters over and choose them for you?"

"No need, I've seen the contest highlights of those contestants, it's a bit far from what I want."

Mei Zimo waved her hand.

He pinched his throbbing temples, stood up from the chair, walked to the French windows, and looked at the tourists wandering around the entrance of the Fengchan Grand Ceremony in the distance, feeling extremely anxious.

These tourists traveled thousands of miles just to see the Feng Chan Grand Ceremony, but now it can't be screened, so he was very anxious.

However, he didn't want to serve a pot of half-baked dishes to these guests who came from afar.

"Then Mei guides you... What kind of person do you want? Tell me about the criteria, and I'll go out and find you."

The assistant next to him said anxiously.

Mei Zimo: "I want the demeanor of a real martial arts master, like... Fang Shiyu starring Li Lianjie, do you know what I mean?"

"what……"

The assistant was dumbfounded when he heard it.

"How can such a person exist in reality?"

"Yeah, that's why I have a headache..."

Before Mei Zimo could finish her sentence, she happened to see a pair of young men and women approaching outside the masked Wu Wang audition site, the handsome man and the beautiful woman.

At this moment, a hydrogen balloon in the hands of a little girl flew into the sky.

The child burst into tears, and the mother immediately comforted the child.

And at this moment, the handsome young man among them rushed forward, and jumped into the air suddenly.

He reached out and grabbed the hydrogen balloon in the sky, then turned around and returned it to the little girl.

"He he he...he just flew up, did you see that?"

Mei Zimo excitedly pointed to the young man downstairs who was holding the hydrogen balloon and said.

The assistant next to him was also dumbfounded and nodded, "I, I... I saw it, Director Mei..."

written request for leave.

I thought I was fine today, but I didn't expect my condition to worsen suddenly in the afternoon, so I insisted on writing a chapter, and now I'm coughing violently, and my head feels like a needle prick.

Take a rest tonight and write tomorrow!

Chapter 123 The Art of the Great Spear

At the suggestion of Ding Beibei, Zhou Shen originally planned to come to participate in this masked martial arts competition.

But I didn’t know until I arrived at the registration point that non-invited ordinary contestants need to undergo a closed training period of 3 to 7 days after registration, unless you can prove that you are a "senior martial arts person", which can save the training time.

This is understandable, after all, this is not a child's play, but a martial arts competition presented in front of audiences across the country, it should not be too childish.

What's more, the masked martial arts king bears all the training fees, and applicants only need to pay a registration fee of 100 yuan. Compared with those martial arts competitions where the board and lodging fees are paid by themselves, and additional training fees are charged, it is really very conscientious.

However, Zhou Shen came to participate in the competition just on a whim.

It's good to get 100 million, but it doesn't matter if you don't get it. It's impossible for him to prove anything to others. There are various procedures to meet them, and there is still a three-day competition training after signing up, so he left in a dispirited manner.

After the two left the registration site for the Masked King Wu, they walked all the way towards the Taishan Fengchan Grand Ceremony Theater.

At this moment, two men suddenly blocked their way.

One of them, a tall, beardless middle-aged man in his forties, looked at Zhou Shen excitedly and said, "Hi sir, my name is Mei Zimo, can I have a chat with you?"

Zhou Shen asked suspiciously, "What are you talking about?"

The male assistant next to him immediately added: "This is Mr. Mei Zimo, the chief director of the Taishan Fengchan Grand Ceremony."

Zhou Shen: "Oh!"

Male assistant: "..."

Mei Zimo, the chief director of the Taishan Fengchan Ceremony, is also very famous in the domestic director circle. Many stars want to know Mei Zimo but have no results. Now director Mei took the initiative to come to know him. This young man is the only one?

But Mei Zimo obviously didn't have time to worry about these things. He looked at Zhou Shen and said excitedly: "That's right, we are filming the opening ceremony of the Fengchan Grand Ceremony now, and I don't want to use animation to synthesize the martial arts CG scenes for more than ten seconds. A live-action rendition."

After a pause, Mei Zimo followed, "I just saw you jump up and grab the balloon, sir..."

Said Mei Zimo and pointed to the little girl not far away, "Your skills and temperament are very suitable for our requirements, so I would like to invite Mr. to play the opening martial arts scene, do you think it is okay?"

Zhou Shen asked, "Are you rich?"

"what?"

Mei Zimo didn't expect Zhou Shen to be so straightforward, she couldn't help but hesitated for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Of course! You can rest assured about the remuneration."

Zhou Shen smiled and said, "That's fine, go and have a look."

Anyway, idle is idle.

……

It gets dark late in summer.

Zhou Shen was delayed for a long time at Dai Temple in the afternoon, and the sunset was still high in the sky when he arrived at the masked Wu Wang audition site.

At this time, when I followed Mei Zimo to the Fengchan Grand Ceremony Theater, although it was not dark outside, the lights inside the theater were already brightly lit, and many staff members were still rehearsing over and over again.

All the way through several halls, Zhou Shen and Ding Beibei watched as they walked.

When passing by a dance studio, Ding Beibei looked at the dancing dancers and said enviously: "My dream when I was a child was to be a ballerina, but my mother didn't allow me to dance ballet and insisted that I play the piano." , After so many years, up to now, I can only play two tigers."

"You still have a choice, which is good! I don't even know how to talk about piano."

Zhou Shen paused and said, "I grew up so old that I don't know any talents. I haven't learned singing, painting, or playing basketball at all."

"Speaking of playing basketball, when we were young, the primary school in the village didn't even have a basketball hoop, and the playground didn't even harden it. When it rained, it was rotten."

Ding Beibei smiled and said, "Then you know martial arts."

Zhou Shen shook his head and said with a smile: "Martial arts is only because I am the chosen one! Otherwise, I would already be a handful of loess."

Ding Beibei looked at him suspiciously, but seeing a faint smile on his face all the time, he didn't know if he was joking or really expressing his feelings?

Soon they came to an empty and super large hall on the west side of the theater. There were many people setting the scene here, and there were many indoor pavilions, palaces, jade buildings and so on.

Of course, these are just model props, but they are also very realistic.

"Hello Director Mei!"

"Director Mei~"

"Director Mei..."

When Mei Zimo and his group appeared here, people greeted them everywhere along the way, and many team leaders came up to ask for opinions.

Mei Zimo led Zhou Shen and the others to the center of the hall. There was a giant man-made ladder with a height of 20 meters. It was very steep and at an angle of nearly [-] degrees. It was covered with yellow roses.

There are also more than a dozen four- to five-meter-high Panlong columns, on which are hung yellow silk and satin representing majesty.