Fujia Nanshi, brother and sister

The two dogs bared their teeth and rushed over, Jiang Bai grabbed Fucheng and ran away.No matter how amnesiac he is, he is not stupid enough to fight Sanda with a dog.

"Senior Brother!" Fu Cheng didn't touch the ground with both feet.

"Jump!" Jiang Bai ran and looked for a place where he could jump onto the wall, but the two dogs chased him too fiercely, and the adrenaline was crazily secreted under the extremely nervous situation, pulling Fucheng to jump in two steps.

He didn't jump up the wall, and jumped directly to the highest point of the debris pile.

Fu Cheng yelled, his leg almost didn't come back, and the dog took a mouthful of his heel.The pile of debris is neither high nor short, more than two meters, people can go up, but dogs can't.

Determined that he couldn't bite himself, Fu Cheng sat cross-legged on the highest place and panted heavily. "Mom, damn it, the lion Zhang Zhang... he has a dog! He... the dog is not tied... it scared me to death. Brother... Brother, are you okay?"

Jiang Bai stiffened his shoulders, looking down at something.

"Senior Brother?" Fu Cheng posted it over and looked at it together, "What are these?"

"I don't know." Jiang Bai frowned, and he didn't know where to jump with Fucheng in a hurry. The things under his feet were wrapped in thick plastic foam, and the details could not be felt through the obstacles. "You sit up, this dog is very It's fierce. Find a chance to bury it."

Fu Cheng shrank his legs up. "It's fierce. Fortunately, these two earth dogs are not too big. If they are bigger, they can make a leap and fly up... I'm not afraid of flying up. Senior brother, you know how to beat a dog stick."

Jiang Bai is trying to identify what is under the bubble. "When the hell am I going to beat a dog?"

"You said it before." Fucheng said something, and the dog roared, "You used to say..."

Jiang Bai couldn't hear clearly. "Shut up the fuck!" He yelled at the dog underneath, and then looked at Fucheng, "Go ahead and say, what happened to me before?"

Hey, one sentence shocked Fucheng, the prestige of the senior brother has returned, let alone shutting up the dog, that roar made him want to shut up like a dog, the senior brother said what he said.

"You used to say that whoever bullies me can beat me back." Fu Cheng seemed to look at a flashing senior brother, "You can beat cats and dogs too."

Jiang Bai stopped talking.Was Jiang Bai an idiot before?Lost all his majesty.

Fucheng was immersed in the wonderful feeling of being yelled at by his senior brother, not to mention yelling, kicking his own ass is very handsome. "Why are you silent?"

"He didn't say anything because he thought he was too stupid to admit it!" Suddenly there was another person under the pile of debris.

Fucheng got angry when he saw it. "Old man! Why are you shouting so loudly... It scared me."

"Scared you?" Zhang Yiliu threw two steamed buns to the dog, and the two dogs ran away. "I'm going to call the police right now, believe it or not? Tell your uncle to come and fetch him!"

"Don't, don't, don't call the police, I..." Fu Cheng wanted to jump but didn't dare, "Senior Zhang..."

"Senior?" Zhang Yiliu pointed at him, "You! Come down for me!"

Fucheng jumped down. "Uncle Zhang..."

"Uncle?" Zhang Yiliu pointed at the other one, "You! What are you looking at!"

"Uncle can't do it either? Could it be that you are called... Grandpa Zhang? Uncle Zhang?" Fu Cheng tugged at Senior Brother's shoelace, "Come down quickly Senior Brother, let's go, he wants to call the police."

"Grandpa?" Zhang Yiliu blushed angrily, "I am one year younger than Lame Liao, he is your uncle, why am I your grandfather?"

Jiang Bai quickly opened the cover of the pile of debris, and jumped down after seeing clearly. There are some things he must do.It's just that Zhang Yiliu was younger than his uncle.

He doesn't pay attention to his clothes, his hair is all gray, and his hair has no hairstyle, tied up like a Taoist priest.But if you look at that face carefully, it's really similar to the uncle.

The senior brother came down, and Fucheng's waist immediately became stiff and straight. "Who told you not to dye your hair...Senior Zhang, it's easy to look old if you don't dye your hair."

"You little bastard, broke into my house and spewed dung all over your mouth!" Zhang Yiliu scolded angrily, "There is not a single good thing in your Fu family class! Since your father, you have been spouting dung all over your mouth!"

"You!" Fu Cheng wanted to shout back.

Jiang Bai stopped. "Shut up!"

Fucheng was shocked again, ah, senior brother used to be gentle and gentle, I liked it, but now I like it when he yells so powerfully. "Okay, if you don't let me talk, I will shut up."

Jiang Bai looked at Zhang Yiliu, knowing that he was wrong. "Master Zhang, it was our fault to disturb your rest. Originally, I just wanted to climb the wall to see if there was anyone in the yard, but I didn't expect to rush too hard and fell in."

"Can I believe you?" Zhang Yiliu asked, pointing at him, "Your surname is not Fu, but you are Fu Hong's apprentice, right? A nest of snakes and rats is nothing."

"I'm Fu Hong's apprentice, and I'm Senior Brother Fu Cheng." Jiang Bai stepped forward, "We are going to participate in the battle lion armor, and I would like to invite you..."

"Fart!" Zhang Yiliu also took a few steps forward, "Just you guys still want to go to the lion war? How many lions do you want to go after seeing? 20 years ago, when there were no you bastards, what was that called?" Generations... How many kinds of northern lions, how many kinds of southern lions, how many have you seen? Fujiaban is a small team, and they still want to see this world? Pooh!"

"We're really going." Jiang Bai took another step forward, "Can you help us? The lions in Fu's class are old, and my junior is taller than before, with a bigger model."

"Dream, Fu Hong has a grudge against me, why should I be a lion for you?" Zhang Yiliu glared, "What's more, I've quit doing it a long time ago. In this world, I don't deserve a lion at all! Get out now, Don't go through the door of my house, get out wherever you come in!"

Fucheng was anxious and distressed, and wanted to explain to Lion Zhang. "Master Zhang, when my dad was young, he really..."

"Let's go." Jiang Bai pulled Fucheng, "Master Zhang, then we will go back first, you..."

"Get out!" Zhang Yiliu just wanted them to get out of here. "Don't ask me, it's impossible!"

"I'm not begging you, but please. Please don't give up on the Southern Lions, and please don't give up on us juniors. It's true that it's not as good as the previous generations, but there are still bigger lions in the South, and there are people just like us." Jiang Bai pointed behind Zhang Yiliu, "Also...you forgot to close the door just now, the dog seems to have gone into the house..."

"What?" Zhang Yiliu turned around sharply, "Rhubarb! Erbai! Get out!"

Lion Zhang went to chase the dog, but Jiang Bai didn't go over the wall, but took Fucheng out through the gate.Only then did Fucheng find out that his elder brother had a broken finger, so he immediately bought mineral water, washed his hands for his elder brother, rinsed it clean, and wiped it with his own clothes. "What old man, there are so many broken glass on the wall, and there is nothing in the courtyard, so he is afraid that someone will go in and steal his things? Brother, you need an injection for this wound?"

"No need." Jiang Bai shook it, "However, he is really anti-thief, and there are a lot of things in the yard."

In Fucheng's heart, ten thousand muddy horses are galloping. "What what? Save what?"

"For the time being... I won't tell you." Jiang Bai shook his hand again and smiled, "You will know when the extravaganza is over. Let's go, go home, and go back to practice high-lifting."

"Hold it high? It's good to hold it high, it's the best..." Fu Cheng was immersed in the smirk of his senior brother, lost half of his soul, and followed with blinking eyes.

But lion dance kung fu needs to be developed step by step, even if Jiang Bai thinks about it quickly, Liao Chengming dare not teach him too much at once.Only work on footwork on Saturday, and start working on the upper legs in other coordination on Sunday.

Jiang Bai has seen Gao Ang cooperate with Fucheng, now he holds Fucheng's belt tightly and lifts him up with the help of his own waist.Fucheng kicked his legs on the ground at the same time, which was also to help the lion's tail to borrow strength, and the two were synchronized at the same speed. When the height of his feet jumped to Jiang Bai's waist, his body naturally made a horse stance.

This kind of body memory surprised Jiang Bai, he forgot, but the 15-year-old Jiang Bai remembered everything.Does he want to replace himself anytime, anywhere?Jiang Bai doesn't know, but he can't let him succeed.

Stepping on it firmly with both feet, Fucheng felt relieved, this is what the senior brother deserves to be called a big lion's tail.He swung the lion's head left and right, making a lookout, and then jumped forward, and the two of them both formed a horse stance, standing firmly.

"Senior Brother, am I sinking?" Fu Cheng secretly asked with the lion's head on his head.In the second year of junior high school, I was 1 meters tall. This year I did not repeat a grade and was a senior in high school. I grew 72 centimeters tall. Whose lion head is so tall?It's crazy.

Jiang Bai squeezed Fucheng's buttocks, and his fingers followed the depression of the waist, feeling the extension of the muscles. "Shen, it's all meat."

"I'm called the president, I don't have any meat on my waist, so I go up to my buttocks." Fu Cheng was afraid of being pinched, so he shook his buttocks a few times.Uncle Shi kicked over, one by one, and no one escaped.

"The lion's head shakes his butt? Why don't you shake your hands?" Liao Chengming held the commandment, "Go, and practice hard. If you don't practice well, you won't have lunch."

Fucheng ran away on tiptoe, getting kicked was commonplace, but fortunately, senior brother coaxed himself and rubbed himself under the lion's stick.Lion batch is really a good thing.

Xiaobai couldn't remember, but his body adapted quickly. Liao Chengming wasn't too worried about them, but the Lion Drum Team.It must be too late to teach from scratch, so I have to memorize it by rote, ah, worrying people, this messy little team.

The next training was even more urgent. Fucheng was indeed heavy, and the weight of the lion's head was all on the legs. It's not a joke.Jiang Bai added 100 pull-ups every day, training during the day, rehearsing with Fucheng at night, and checking the waist lock himself.Then on the weekend, the uncle began to teach him the two lions offering blessings. The whole routine requires 96 movements, divided into 5 sections.This time the time is limited, only a few simple clips are extracted, it is easy to get started.

Jiang Bai was so busy that he was running around like crazy, he had to get acupuncture, and he had to review his homework. When he was free, he would draw design drawings in his notebook, which was the new class uniform of Fujia class.But he doesn't think he's tired. The word senior brother gives him a natural sense of mission. He wants to take the three juniors forward, go forward, go out, and see a bigger stage.

On the day when the first sample was designed, Jiang Bai took the afternoon off and followed the address to find a tailor that could make custom-made T-shirts.There is only one female boss in the store, who seems to be very talkative.

"Hello." Jiang Bai reported his family name, "I'm the one on the phone, and I want to ask you to make clothes."

"What do you look like?" She handed over a notebook, "50 for the front, 80 for the front and back."

"I designed it myself." Jiang Bai returned the notebook.

The boss showed a little difficulty. "Why didn't you make it clear? It's almost the holidays, and the workers have to go home for the New Year. Also, you designed it yourself, and the pattern is not in the computer of the machine tool. We have to restart the machine tool and select materials for you. The price is too expensive. It’s not worth it, it’s not worth it.”

"Tell me." Jiang Bai handed over his notebook, "How much?"

In the beginning, she was playing with it on the whim of a child. People often asked her if she wanted to get some unique clothes to wear, but she was scared away when she heard the price.But when she opened this book, she knew that the boy in the high school uniform in front of her was not joking.

The drawing is very accurate and the scaling is also there.

"Open a machine tool once..." She calculated the overtime pay for the holidays, "4000 yuan."

"Yes." Jiang Bai thought it would be more expensive, "But I will definitely not give you the full amount, how much is the deposit?"

The boss was taken aback, really want to do it. "Let's give a deposit of 1000. Your pattern is too complicated to make. It's not just printing a few words on it casually and making clothes for fans. The sample will be released in 20 days. If you are satisfied, you can make up the rest of the money. All the machine tools will be made for you before the Spring Festival.”

"Okay, I want pure cotton for the fabric, good paint, and precise writing on the back." Jiang Bai took out his wallet and swiped his bank card at home.

On December 12th, which happened to be Friday, the extravaganza, as the finale event of this year's year, began.

The venue is a large gymnasium specially rented by several martial arts schools. In addition to teachers and students, parents are also welcome. The opening is on time at 6 pm.As the first team to make an appearance, the Lions have to wait backstage at 4 pm to have dinner early.Now 4 of them are shirtless, wearing Fujiaban's old lion dance trousers, 5 layers of gold glitter sequins, casually move, the ceiling of the backstage lounge flashes into a disco ball.

Jiang Bai listened to the drumbeat while memorizing the movements, pressing his legs and opening his shoulders. Except for the time of the filial lion, this was the first time he played the lion since he could remember.He held onto the lion, as if he had held onto his former self.If you hold it tighter, it's as if you can strangle your former self to death.I really want to take the 15-year-old Jiang Bai out for a fight.

"Senior brother! Senior brother!" Fu Cheng and Qiu Li rushed over fighting, with black belts tightly tied around their waists, "Come on, come on, there is still half an hour to put on makeup!"

"Makeup?" Jiang Bai held Qiu Li down, "It's about to start, why are you running around like this!"

Qiu Li tilted his head, why, Fu Cheng also chased and fought, so you just pin me down?

"It's really makeup." Fucheng raised his hand, holding a newly purchased razor blade, "Shaving your armpits is a rule, it doesn't look good when you show it."

Um?Jiang Bai looked at Qing Rang.

Qing Rang nodded. "It's true, the main thing is that they shave, and the lion's tail can also be shaved."

"Who told you to touch this casually? Give it to me!" Jiang Bai shuddered, and first took the cold blade into his hand, "Qiu Liqing, listen carefully, whoever will let Fucheng touch this thing in the future, I will practice kill you."

Qiu Li and Qing Rang tilted their heads at the same time, why, he took it himself, and we can't control it.