before he became popular

After nervously finishing the reading sessions for the next two days, the crew arranged for the main creators to conduct intensive martial arts training.

It is a private martial arts gym opened by the members of the group, and the venue is provided in friendship.

Lu Manchen sat in the car arranged by the crew, put on his earphones, and prepared to close his eyes and meditate.

He has a problem with bed recognition, as long as he changes his sleeping place, he will always suffer from insomnia.

He couldn't sleep last night, so he searched the Internet for Zhan Qing's news, and was pushed an early video of Zhan Qing participating in a variety show.

Now that I turned on the phone, this episode of the variety show was played out of nowhere. Before the earphones were plugged in, it was played outside.

Coincidentally, Zhan Qing was standing at the door of the car about to come up.

Hearing the voice, he glanced in, fixed his gaze on Lu Manchen's cell phone, and got into the car.

Lu Manchen didn't dare to watch him lower his head and frantically find out the tangled headphone plug, he slammed into the headphone jack several times but failed to insert it.

Fortunately, someone sat beside him, stretched out a hand, and inserted it for him.

He hurriedly said, "Thank you..." Looking up, it turned out to be Zhan Qing.

His heart skipped a beat, and the second half of the word thank you was blocked in his throat, making him unable to speak out.

Lu Manchen hurriedly covered his phone, his face flushed, and he sat on his seat, daring to say hello to Zhan Qing.

"Teacher Zhan...early...ah...early"

Zhan Qing leaned back on the seat, fiddling with the mobile phone in his hand, and took out the earphones, hanging them around his neck. When he heard him speak, he turned around and replied, "Morning."

His tone was so cold, he probably wanted to beat me up.

Lu Manchen shrank back and leaned against the car window, looking at Zhan Qing who was on his mobile phone, and kept replaying the scene of him wrestling with someone on the variety show in his head.

Sensing his gaze on him, Zhan Qing stopped what he was doing, raised his head and glanced at him, and asked, "Don't you want to watch?"

Lu Manchen almost hit the glass with a bang, he clenched his phone tightly and shook his head stiffly, "No...don't watch it."

"Not good-looking?" Hearing this, Zhan Qing became interested and turned to look at him.

Facing Zhan Qing's gaze, Lu Manchen was stunned.He nodded hurriedly, "Huh?...It's pretty, pretty."

Zhan Qing facing the light is really pretty, shining with light, the earphones are hanging around his neck, making his neck look slender and more beautiful than the one in the photo.

Lu Manchen thought distractedly.

"Then you don't want to watch it?" Zhan Qing pointed to his mobile phone and asked.

Lu Manchen: "...Let's see..."

He really found out that he was watching his variety show, right? Lu Manchen bit the bullet and clicked on the play. The phone was half-hidden to let Zhan Qing see the content, and he huddled on the chair like he was guarding against a thief.

Seeing his movements, Zhan Qing frowned, put on the earphones and closed his eyes to rest.

More than half an hour's drive.

Arrived at the destination soon.

Lu Manchen breathed a sigh of relief when he got out of the car, and quickly turned off the video on his phone.

Are boxing matches in variety shows real?

Why can Zhan Qing beat ten of them?

Is it that strong?

Lu Manchen fell far behind the team, staring at Zhan Qing's back in a daze.

Waiting for the martial arts training, he wants to fight with him, so scared what to do! ! !

After dawdling into the martial arts gym, Zhan Qing was already doing stretching exercises, and Lu Manchen picked a corner and pretended to press his legs.

Looking towards Zhan Qing while pressing his legs, he straightened his toes on the railing, his smooth and tight leg muscles were covered with a thin layer of sweat, his waist was straight, and the hem of his white short-sleeved clothes was stuck to the On the waist, the mermaid line was faintly visible. Lu Manchen had seen the mermaid line there, on the phone last night.

Recently, in the photos of Zhan Qing pushed to him by his mobile phone, his clothes are getting less and less worn, and occasionally there are one or two small videos of him getting up from the swimming pool, water drops falling on his waist, and slowly falling.

Lu Manchen quickly shook his head, concentrating on his actions, not daring to distract himself from watching.

He is really a little strange. He obviously only searches for the word Zhan Qing every time, so why does his phone keep sending him these weird photos and videos.What's more, Zhan Qing has some, he really has them, but I always want to see what's going on with him!

Lu Manchen was a little annoyed.

Teacher Wuzhi found him, stood beside Zhan Qing and called him, "Mr. Lu, please come here."

"There are a few movements that we need to train in advance." After speaking, he nodded at Zhan Qing.

Zhan Qing walked towards him and stood opposite him.

"In the early stage of the play, you designed a lot of sparring moves, so you need to trouble the two teachers to practice more." Teacher Wu Zhi explained.

"Okay." The two said in unison.

"Okay, then let's practice some offensive and blocking movements first, and the two teachers will watch carefully." After speaking, Teacher Wu Zhi gave a demonstration.

From start to finish, smooth and flexible.

Lu Manchen followed the gestures, and found that he remembered this move and forgot that move, remembered the movements of his hands, and forgot to keep up with his legs.

After stumbling and learning for a while, I couldn't keep up with several movements.

On the other hand, Zhan Qing, he had already rested on the railing.

Lu Manchen pursed his lips, and studied moves with Teacher Wu Zhi more seriously.

After practicing twice, someone came over and called Teacher Wuzhi to come over.

So he was told to rest for a while.

Lu Manchen leaned against the railing on one side, panting heavily, looking at Zhan Qing on the other side, his face turned red.

His movements have been learned to be smooth and natural, but himself, ah!Don't learn too badly.

How do you move your hands and feet?

Lu Manchen silently walked along the railing and stood beside Zhan Qing.

"Ms. Zhan Can you teach me?

Zhan Qing looked at the person who was a little taller than himself, blushed and said cautiously, after a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Yes."

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"Here, raise your hand up and swing it out." Zhan Qing stood behind Lu Manchen, held his arm, and led him to swing forward to the right.

Both of them had a thin layer of sweat, and their arms touching each other were a little slippery.

Zhan Qing's hand was holding Lu Manchen's, and his thumb was pressing on his wrist, which was a little slippery under the sweat. Zhan Qing adjusted his grip unconsciously, loosening and clenching again.

Lu Manchen bit his lip, the violent pulse on his wrist made it difficult for him to concentrate.

Zhan Qing's sense of presence was too strong, sticking to his back, the warm breath continuously invaded his body, and the bulging pectoral muscles pressed against his shoulder blades, a little hard.

Lu Manchen couldn't help thinking of which photo showed Zhan Qing with his clothes open.

"Foot, you need to move your feet a little further." Zhan Qing's words lingered in his ears, and Lu Manchen was lost in memory, and before he had time to react, Zhan Qing pushed a foot in from behind, pushing against his leg, Signal him to open.

Zhan Qing's knee touched his through two layers of cloth, and Lu Manchen was startled. The sudden sense of crisis made him subconsciously jump forward and get out of Zhan Qing's half embrace.

"What's wrong?" Zhan Qing was at a loss.

"Ah...no, it's nothing." Lu Manchen said with a blushing face, "leg... leg cramps..."

Rubbing the bent leg that Zhan Qing had touched, Lu Manchen took advantage of the situation and sat down, acting in a serious manner.

Zhan Qing also squatted down, looked at his legs left and right, and asked with some concern, "Is the stretching not done properly?"

"Really..." Lu Manchen lowered his head and rubbed his legs blindly, "It's okay, it's okay...it will be fine in a while."

"Then...what, Mr. Zhan, thank you for teaching me." Lu Manchen licked his dry lips and sincerely thanked Zhan Qing.

Teacher Wu Zhi was not around, and Zhan Qing was already very good at teaching him, but he didn't expect that he would not live up to it, and he couldn't bear even a little physical contact, and his imagination was running wild.

Too unprofessional, Lu Manchen thought dejectedly.

Zhan Qing smiled at him and said, "You're welcome, we will be partners from now on, so don't be cautious."

"Really?" Lu Manchen thought he heard it wrong. It was the first time he saw Zhan Qing talking to him so tenderly. Although they didn't speak a few words, everything Zhan Qing said was really cold before.

"Really." Zhan Qing said, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "That's right, you need more practice."

"We'll practice again when you get better?" Zhan Qing continued.

"Okay, okay..." Lu Manchen nodded hastily.

So is he familiar with Zhan Qing?

After a short rest, Lu Manchen stood up and patted the dust off his body, and said to Zhan Qing, "Mr. Zhan, let's continue."

"it is good."

This time, Lu Manchen controlled a lot. Once the signs of color waste appeared in his mind, he quickly pinched his index finger, stayed awake, and took action seriously.

After one round, several bloodstains were pinched on the index finger.

Lu Manchen thought to himself, absolutely not to look at Zhan Qing's photo tonight, there is nothing but thinking in his head!

Fortunately, Teacher Wu Zhi finally came back.

Seeing the two of them practicing their movements, I even praised them for their dedication.

Next, they will use the moves they just learned in sparring.

"Hey, Mr. Lu, you just stand here and wait for Mr. Zhan to come over."

Lu Manchen stood on the spot and watched Zhan Qing step back a little distance, nodded at him, stepped forward, and arrived in front of him in two steps.

The tip of the nose touched the tip of the nose, and the hair entangled together by the strong wind, Lu Manchen took a step back listening to the command of Wu Zhi teacher.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Qing bullied him again.

Lu Manchen thought of using his right hand to run across, and held it together with the left hand that Zhan Qing was about to grab.

Just as his left hand was about to push forward, Zhan Qing grabbed his wrist, and their four hands were crossed.

"Okay, let go, clap your hands, and turn around." Teacher Wuzhi said on the side.

Lu Manchen and Zhan Qing looked at each other, and released their four hands in response to the sound. They hit each other, and they turned a circle to the left and right at the same time.

each left and right.

The two collided with each other with a bang.

Lu Manchen spun around so hard that his elbow bumped into Zhan Qing's body, causing him to fall to the floor.

The Wuzhi teacher on one side hurried over to help the two of them, Zhan Qing and Lu Manchen were helped to sit up from the ground,

Lu Manchen shook his arms and took a deep breath.

Zhan Qing's gaze was fixed on his waving arm, thoughtful. After a while, he moved closer, patted Lu Manchen's shoulder, and said, "Thank you."

Lu Manchen grinned his teeth in pain. Hearing what he said, he immediately restrained his expression and bent his mouth, "You're welcome..."

Fortunately, Zhan Qing didn't let him nibble. Fortunately, he moved fast enough to block his head.

Lu Manchen breathed a sigh of relief and was happy in his heart that he was really quick-eyed.

Rubbing his arm, he had no time to worry about the pain and continued training.

Their time is really tight!

In the evening, when the little assistant rubbed the medicated oil on him, he realized that there was a bruise on his forearm.

The little assistant gave him the medicine, and clicked his tongue, "Boss, you won't be beaten by Teacher Zhan today, right? This is hard enough!"

"How is that possible! We're fine! It's just a collision during training..." Lu Manchen looked at the place where he bumped, and felt a little lucky. Fortunately, it was his hand. If it was Zhan Qing's head, It's terrible.

"You two? Okay?" the little assistant teased.

"What's wrong with us? The day after tomorrow we will start filming our first scene together." Lu Manchen counted the days and said proudly.

"Okay, okay, the medicine is ready for you." The little assistant shook his head with a smile, packed up his things and left.

Don't bother to tell him, he's a wooden fish head, don't let him get enlightened!