Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

As soon as he said this, Jiang Bai understood. Fucheng talked with the lion dance team outside Huang Feihong's pavilion today and became friends. His master said a few words to him.His tone wasn't harsh, but he wasn't very gentle either.

After all, lion walking is martial arts, and everyone is trained under the master's hands.Although Jiang Bai didn't hear what the master said clearly, he knew that he was definitely not qualified for his weight and height.

说到底，舞狮是竞技比赛,要看身体条件。1米8的篮球运动员在2米1的对手面前自带劣势，同样,1米8的舞狮运动员没法和1米7的相提并论,条件差一些。身高肯定是没法减，长都长起来了，唯一的办法就是少吃。

"Take a few bites, it's okay." Jiang Bai fed him with a spoon.Why did Huang Feihong, the master of the lion team, dare to criticize his younger brother?

Fu Cheng barely swallowed the spoon. "This...is delicious, can you keep it for me first? I'll take a few back to Beijing to eat. I won't lose much, 5 catties."

"It's not good to take it home, you are still young." Jiang Bai fed another spoonful, "You are still growing."

"How old is he and he still has a body?" Qiu Li couldn't help it.

Jiang Bai put down the spoon.

"He really has a long body." Qiu Li changed his face in a second, "My mother said that it is possible to grow taller before the age of 25. Is it right?"

Qing Rang can only nod his head, what else can he say?It's senior brother, I want to feed senior brother.

Jiang Bai picked up the spoon again. "Take a few more bites."

"Don't eat." Fucheng didn't hesitate at all, and was willing to shut up.During my trip to Foshan, I have had close contact with Lingnan culture and the origin of lion dance, and I know more about protection and restraint.In the south, there are also a group of people who guard the lion dance culture, restrain their own desires and are not afraid of falling, just like martial arts masters like Huang Feihong and Ip Man.

Not afraid to fall, but to stand on the stake.

Nothing can be squeezed in this mouthful, so Jiang Bai had no choice but to give up.Others ate with open appetite, but Fucheng drank tea by himself and didn't feel bad.When the frozen red crabs were on the table, Jiang Bai gave the two fattest crab claws to Fucheng.

"This must be eaten." Jiang Bai is from Chaoshan, and he knows this best. "Cooked crab meat is sweet after being frozen."

"Really?" Fu Cheng was dubious.

"Really, senior brother never lied to you." Jiang Bai knocked open the crab shell and handed it to Fucheng's mouth.

Fu Cheng looked around, feeling quite ashamed, he wanted to be fed by his elder brother at such an age, so he quickly swallowed it whole. "It's sweet! It's sweet."

"Really." Jiang Bai said, occasionally hearing a word or two of Chaopu at the roadside stall, very kind.

Others thought that Fucheng was talking casually, but they didn't expect him to be serious. He didn't complain about suffering or tiredness. He went to the gymnasium prescribed by the competition every day to train as usual, and his appetite was directly reduced by three quarters.Two slices of toast, two eggs in the morning, a box of milk at noon, and a box of salad in the afternoon.Even Qiu Li and Qing Rang thought he was playing around to lose weight, but they never expected that Fu Cheng would come for real.

I must be hungry at night, so I poured a cup of tea into my stomach.Facing the semi-finals soon, Jiang Bai couldn't stand it anymore, so he secretly bought a fish porridge.

Fucheng was watching a lion dance video, taking notes, and applying some safflower oil to his right wrist from time to time. "Brother, come here."

"Are you hungry?" Jiang Bai brought the porridge over.

"Hungry, but I won't eat." Fucheng was extremely determined, "Look at this video, it's last year's finals, look carefully at this lion head, did you see it?"

Jiang Bai opened the porridge box. "Take a bite first." After all, Jiang Bai still doesn't believe how determined Fucheng's willpower is. Others may not persuade him, but he will definitely eat it if he feeds it himself.

Unexpectedly, it didn't work this time, and Fucheng didn't even look at it. "Look at the characters behind the lion's head, it says 'lion'."

"You really don't want to eat it?" Jiang Bai forcefully said, "One bite, to give senior brother a face."

"I really don't want to eat it, senior brother, don't stuff it, I'll make it up after the game." Fucheng was really stubborn when he got serious, "I used to be joking and joking, and you all treated me as a child, but the leader of the team is not just casual. I have a responsibility on my shoulders, not to make you too hard. I guess the word 'lion' means a lion hall."

A lion hall?Jiang Bai remembered the day when the red lion collided with the white lion, and the famous post on the opposite side was indeed a lion hall in Foshan.

"No wonder they have a big battle, they should be the biggest lion team in Foshan." Fucheng wrote and drew in his notebook again, "the routines are similar, we practice according to their difficulty, and we will definitely not make mistakes. Now... um, sleep Well, I have to go to see the venue tomorrow.”

"Don't eat a bite?" Jiang Bai tried hard to sell his bowl of porridge.

Fucheng is quite self-disciplined. "I really don't want to eat, and I'm not unwilling. I control myself for the good of you and the Lion House. I'm very happy."

Hearing what he said, Jiang Bai was relieved.The game is the first, and it will be replenished after the game.

Fucheng's weight loss this time was beyond everyone's expectations, and even Liao Chengming advised him to take it easy.Who knew that Fucheng didn't need to be urged or restrained by anyone, but only by perseverance, he claimed in the sky before the semi-finals that he lost nearly 4 catties in 7 days, not to mention how much water was in it, the weight was really gone.The specific gravity of muscle is relatively high, so it will fall off the scale quickly.

The whole person looks a little thinner, and the dimples are more obvious when he smiles.Fortunately, there were no symptoms during the whole process.

Seeing that the venue is set for the afternoon, all the Fujia classes are dispatched. Zhang Yiliu has always kept himself in the hotel room for the past few days.Jiang Bai asked his uncle what he was doing, but the uncle smiled and did not answer.

The semi-finals borrowed a swimming pool of a university, and the pile array on the water, the piles above the water surface were still the standard high piles, which were the same as those used in usual training.Jiang Bai took Fucheng to the pool: "Do you want to go up and try?"

"Come on, who am I afraid of?" Fu Cheng showed his waist.Jiang Bai supported the person on both sides of his waist, put on the pile at once, and then jumped up with the help of Fucheng's waist, easily.

"It's really a lot lighter." Jiang Bai had to admit that it's really a good thing to be lighter.

"Actually, I can be lighter. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up physically." Fu Cheng jumped forward, "Don't feel sorry for me, this is my responsibility."

"Don't be responsible, it's not like I can't lift it up." Jiang Bai practiced looping on the pile with him, "What's wrong with Li Cong?"

Without a glance, Li Cong seemed to be having a conflict with someone.Jiang Bai hurriedly brought Fucheng down, but was stopped by Gao Ang.

"It's okay, just now a few people saw Master Liao as a master, and they wanted to learn from each other, but Li Cong couldn't see it, and wanted to fight for your uncle."

"Really?" Fu Cheng looked around, it seemed that it was true.There was no fight, it was a fight of boxing.

"Is he so kind?" Jiang Bai didn't quite believe it.

Gao Ang smiled. "Li Cong has been quite honest recently, and he wants to be a teacher. Your uncle is not very willing."

"I must not be willing, I don't want to be his fellow student." Fu Cheng wanted to practice again, but found a familiar face in the crowd.

"Senior brother, my mother seems to be here." Fu Cheng recognized it again, it really is.

Cen Meng kept looking at him, and waved with a smile. She didn't have a qualification certificate, so she couldn't get in and was blocked from the inside.

Why is she here?Jiang Bai frowned, but he didn't show any particular displeasure. "Go, senior brother will accompany you to have a look."

Fucheng was very entangled in his heart. He used to have nothing to worry about wherever he went: "Mom, why are you here?"

"Didn't you take a picture of the invitation letter of the Battle Lion Armor and show it to your mother?" Cen Meng brought Dou Yan along, "Why are you so thin?"

"I'm not thin." Fucheng was aware of his body, "Take it easy for now, and you'll grow back after eating well. Which hotel are you staying at? When did you come?"

Dou Yan doesn't talk to people at all, and he can't blend into the lion dance atmosphere.However, Cen Meng devoted himself to cultivating brotherhood, so that his son would know that besides senior brother and junior brother, he has brothers: "I came here last night, so I was afraid of disturbing your rest. I told you that you would not be allowed to practice this lion dance, but you didn't listen, and you became so thin Who is distressed? It's not your family who worry about you. Come on, go back to the hotel and rest. "

"I haven't finished watching the venue yet." Fucheng said enthusiastically, "Tomorrow morning, at 10 o'clock sharp, I will be in the semi-finals."

"You guys are the only ones who take it seriously." Dou Yan is used to watching the NBA, so he doesn't like it very much. "How much can a championship give?"

Fucheng has been patient with him all the time, but he finally couldn't bear to listen to him humiliate the lion. "The Lion King's bonus is only a few thousand yuan, but can it be compared with money? This is an intangible cultural heritage, even if it is taken abroad, it is not ashamed."

"Intangible cultural heritage? I haven't heard of it." Dou Yan also looked down on the staff around him.

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. The history of lion dance and martial arts is much older than you, and longer than the history of the founding of the United States." This is the first time Fucheng is so upset with Dou Yan, "Lion dance is counted as intangible cultural heritage. Its folk dance is officially recognized by [-] countries."

Dou Yan seemed to have heard a joke. "Dancing? After a long time, you still dance? Dancer?"

But Fucheng was righteous. "Yes, it's the dancer. What's wrong with the dancer? My dancer will still hit you."

"Okay, okay, what do brothers say when they are arguing in front of outsiders?" Cen Meng quickly smoothed things over, "Xiaocheng, listen to mom, eat well at night, and the most important thing in participating in competitions is to participate, don't be like your father."

"Mom." Fucheng felt that his mother was even more unfamiliar, "I am my father's son, how can I not be like him?"

"You, you are just too much like him." Cen Meng shook his head, "Go, go back to the hotel to rest. Your hotel mom also read it, no, mom booked a good hotel for you, and went out to live with the family."

Fucheng will definitely not leave. "Mom, the Dragon and Lion Association booked the hotel for us. South China attaches great importance to lion dance competitions and prepared flower baskets for us. They even sent a driver to take us on a tour of Foshan. How can I leave my team and live with you?"

"It's okay if you don't mention this, but I'll be angry if you mention it." Cen Meng was wearing high heels, out of place with the surroundings, "Your father always mentioned this dragon and lion association back then, I never even saw it, neither did he .Where is there an association? I see, don’t believe your dad’s nonsense, there aren’t many lion dancers anymore.”

"Auntie, don't you hurt Fucheng too much by saying that?" Jiang Bai couldn't bear it anymore, criticizing his junior brother, even his own mother, "This is his wish since he was a child, don't hit him."

"Okay, mom won't hit you." Cen Meng stopped talking immediately.

"Dragon and Lion Association...cut." Cen Meng said reluctantly, but Dou Yan didn't think so.He grew up abroad, and he didn't believe that what Fu Cheng said was true.

"What are you cutting?" Jiang Bai was about to yell at him when footsteps came from behind.

"Young boy! I recognized you from afar, Foshan welcomes you!"

This group of people came a lot, about 30 people, and the middle-aged man who walked with Liao Chengming in the front was the middle-aged man. A rookie, I didn't expect it to be this northern kid.

Fucheng turned his head and saw these people were wearing the certificates of the Dragon and Lion Association.Civil society, this is true, not a legend that Dad said.It's all true.