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Bang, bang, bang.

There were bursts of crashing sounds in the martial arts training room. In the center of the room, two men were punching each other, punching to the flesh, blood racing, and the extreme aesthetics of violence.

However, this kind of fierceness didn't last long, and soon, the thinner person retreated steadily, and his momentum was completely suppressed by the opponent.

These two people are naturally Fu Qing and Senior Zhao.

Contrary to what Fu Qing expected, what Senior Zhao taught Fu Qing was not foreign boxing, but the real "martial arts": Wing Chun, Wudang, Nanquan, and even Taijiquan... As long as it is a boxing method, the opponent teach.

Traditional boxing methods are not as "thick and powerful" as Muay Thai looks, but when they are actually hit on the flesh, Fu Qing knows that some punches that don't look so "hard" are really painful.

He bent down, gasping for air, trying to sneak up on the other party, but in the end he met Senior Zhao's elbow.

Just, it hurts even more.

Fu Qing looked at him tearfully.

Senior Zhao looked calm: "Come again."

The tragedy is that traditional martial arts pay attention to practicing martial arts and getting beaten first.

In other words, Senior Zhao doesn't wear gloves!Don't let him wear armor either!

Fu Qing: QAQ

Fortunately, Senior Zhao still knows to be merciful. For the bruises he got today, he would go back and push them with medicinal wine every day, and the next day he would be completely healed, without affecting the subsequent training.

Fu Qing: ...

Wait a minute, what should I do if I suddenly feel more sad while talking?

"Stronger, harder! Haven't you eaten breakfast?" Senior Zhao dismissed his attack casually, and hit his abdomen with his backhand.

Fu Qing almost vomited blood.

Next to them, there are other crew members.It was obviously not turned on, but in order to see him being beaten, these people actually arrived early, watching around every day, eating melon seeds and chatting.

"Oh, yo, Xiaofu was beaten again, it's so miserable."

"You don't hit people in the face, Mr. Zhao is very particular about the morality of the world."

"It's hard for anyone to get such dedicated guidance from Mr. Zhao, right? It seems that he loves Fu Qing very much."

Fu Qing: ...Aside from other things, his body really hurts.

In fact, even the director felt that this kind of training was too harsh.

After all, in the whole gangster movie, there are only two real fights at the beginning and the end, which add up to less than half an hour.Generally speaking, it is enough to find a martial arts instructor to point out the movements, and then find a martial artist to take pictures.

But, who made the crew meet Senior Zhao?

Fu Qing was named and criticized by seniors at the beginning, but neither he nor the fans felt much indignation. The reason was Senior Zhao's own character.The time when the other party became famous was even more difficult. Every bit of fame was earned by him; every bit of status was earned by him bit by bit.

In the entire entertainment industry, everyone is a younger brother in front of seniors.

"Brother" Fu Qing received another solid beating. Finally, he sat down on the floor, rubbed his waist and moaned, "Senior, you beat me too hard."

"Get up." Senior Zhao looked at him solemnly, "Too hesitant to punch, the wind of the fist is too soft, you obviously have strength but don't want to release it, you still have to practice."

The corners of Fu Qing's mouth twitched slightly, crying in his heart.

His back was covered with bruises, and it hurt when he moved, his legs were still trembling uncontrollably, as soft as two noodles... Could it be that he didn't want to practice?

Senior Zhao raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You can't do it, can you?"

Men can't say no!

This is a sentence engraved in the gene. Fu Qing was a little tired at first, but when he heard this, he gritted his teeth and got up from the ground.

Only then did Senior Zhao nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, how can the Hua people say no so easily?"

Fu Qing: ...

The senior is even more ruthless than him, and he directly raised this to the level of the country.

His legs and hands were shaking, which was a sign of exhaustion, but he still used all his strength to swing his fists.It can only be said that Senior Zhao's national law is too exciting——

"In the past, how popular was the martial arts of the Hua people in the world? But now, even the Hua people themselves don't remember it."

"As a native of China, you don't know martial arts, wouldn't you feel ashamed if you said it?"

"Stand up, like Huaguo once did, stand up!"

Fu Qing also didn't know why a simple boxing would rise to the level of national righteousness in the end.

When he heard it for the first time, he secretly slandered in his heart, and almost couldn't help the desire to complain; when he heard it for the second time, he had gradually gotten used to it, and even began to accept this point of view; but in the end, his fists became more and more The faster he moved, the more agile his movements became, and at this moment, he finally felt the power behind those words.

On the last day, all the melon seeds knocked by the onlookers turned into walnuts, but Fu Qing was still the one who was beaten unilaterally.

He was beaten again and again, but Fu Qing's fist did not retreat, but went forward bravely.

Through the punches he punched, he saw the glorious era of martial arts.

With the decline of traditional martial arts films and gangster films, fairy tale dramas have become popular in the new generation of costume market.However, Xianxia dramas rely on special effects and are handsome. Many times, they don't need to fight in real combat. The martial arts that were once envied by countless countries have gradually become silent.

However, traditional martial arts.

The word tradition contains thousands of years of cultural heritage behind it.

You can lose with punches, but you can't lose with momentum!

Fu Qing waved his fist firmly.

"Patta, Gulululu—"

The walnut in the hands of the onlookers subconsciously rolled down.

"Director, director..." Someone whispered unconsciously.

Fu Qing's fist was still tightly blocked on Senior Zhao's chest, it looked similar to the first day, but they just felt that something was different.

"Okay."

Senior Zhao withdrew his hands and finally smiled for the first time in this room.

Fu Qing stared at him like a wild wolf.Unknowingly, his temperament and eyes have changed.

Senior Zhao jokingly said, "How do you feel after training for the past few days?"

Fu Qing looked frustrated: "In front of you, I feel like I haven't made any progress."

The opponent's defense is still so impenetrable, no matter how much progress he has made, it seems to be worthless in front of Senior Zhao.For seven whole days, he couldn't find any loopholes in Senior Zhao's defense, but when Senior Zhao counterattacked, he was sure to hit every time.

Senior Zhao laughed heartily: "How long have you only practiced, how does it compare to my decades of persistence?"

Fu Qing thought about it and thought it was the same.

With this close contact, he felt even more admiration for the senior actors.The environment in the entertainment industry used to be more chaotic than it is now, and the sweat and effort put in by those seniors is far from comparable to today's artists, just like Senior Zhao, who obviously hasn't made a martial arts movie for a long time, but he never let go of martial arts.

Over half a century old, Senior Zhao's muscles are still so tight, and the punches he punches are still unstoppable.

"Not to mention anything else, at least my ability to be beaten has become stronger." Fu Qing joked, "Now I can be beaten while maintaining an expressionless face."

Senior Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth, saying meaningfully: "It's not just that."

Fu Qing tilted his head, puzzled.

He didn't feel much about his own changes, but this change was very obvious in the eyes of others.

Fu Qing before, although he also worked out, but his temperament was soft.And standing there now, he is a steady force that cannot be ignored or underestimated.

Moreover, his previous muscles were only a thin layer, which was useless.But after being "beaten" in the past few days, the muscles on his body have obviously become much stronger, showing a powerful outline.

If you change your hairstyle, cut off your bangs and cut your hair short, you will be a living character in the play.

The director was the first to react and clapped his hands.

Sure enough, seniors are seniors, and the purpose of sparring is definitely not as simple as training the other party's martial arts.Having been trained in this way for a while, now that Fu Qing is going out, no one can connect him with the former regent.

The rest of the crew were still in a daze, but when they heard the director's applause, they suddenly woke up and applauded together.

"Nice job, Little Fu!"

"Although you still can't beat Senior Zhao, your temperament is very powerful now!"

"Besides, compared with before, I always feel that Fu Qing seems to have become a little more simple and honest. Is it my illusion..."

The director couldn't help laughing.

In fact, honesty is not an illusion.

Fu Qing now naturally has a sense of righteousness, as if he is going out to catch bad guys at any time.So compared to the previous "idol" aura, the current aura is even less foreign.

However, he is more like a traditional Huaguo handsome guy.

……

Fu Qing went out from the martial arts training room, and took Yang Chunxue's towel face to face.

He walked into the car while wiping the sweat from his brow.The moment the car door closed, he sensed something was wrong——

There was a faint, dark smell of rosewater in the air.

Very coquettish.

He raised his eyes suddenly, and saw Shen Yanzhao amidst the fragrance of roses.

Fu Qing: ...

Should it be said that he is Mr. Shen who can drive a ten-meter RV?

Shen Yanzhao sized him up carefully, and nodded after a while: "Well, I'm not thin, it seems that the training is okay."

Fu Qing was helpless: "I eat protein every day."

Shen Yanzhao let out a long breath of relief.

His gaze couldn't help but fixate on Fu Qing's body.Fu Qing was quite accustomed to his existence, drinking the energy drink on his own, and rubbing his waist and buttocks wantonly, sucking air while rubbing.

Lumbago and backache, gasping softly, humming from time to time.

Shen Yanzhao: ...

Why does this scene look so wrong?

like some kind of afterthought.

If it wasn't for the end of the training, Shen Yanzhao really wouldn't dare to visit the class, for fear that if he saw his own child being beaten, he would feel distressed and stop him.

However, Fu Qing is an adult, and the other party will have his own plans.He can call himself a fan, but he can't really interfere with Fu Qing's career.

So out of respect, he couldn't bear to visit the class.

...But now, he regrets it a little.

Fu Qing's appearance carried a natural aura that was easily overwhelmed.However, the other party didn't realize it yet, and sat relaxed on the back of the chair, feeling extremely comfortable with the manager's assistant and his "uninvited presence".

Could it be that when he was not around, Fu Qing just moaned at others like this?

Shen Yanzhao was sour.

Yang Chunxue was sitting in the front seat, looking at someone, hesitating to speak.

"Wait a minute," Shen Yanzhao suddenly raised his hand, touching the back of Fu Qing's neck with his fingertips, "There seems to be a bruise here."

"Hiss, don't touch it."

Fu Qing took a deep breath, subconsciously shrunken and soft.

Shen Yanzhao paused.

Following the opponent's movements, the back of Fu Qing's neck felt itchy and blushed.

Shen Yanzhao saw that his mouth was dry, but he still insisted on his father's fan's concern: "This can't work, I'll help you apply the medicine later."

"no!"

"no!"

Xiaoshu and Yang Chunxue spoke at the same time and looked at each other.

Both have the same vigilance in each other's eyes.

Yang Chunxue looked at Shen Yanzhao now, like a little bastard who kidnapped his own daughter, full of hostility.

Relatively speaking, Xiao Shu didn't think too much, but felt that Shen Yanzhao's eyes at the moment were very strange and dangerous.

But in a word, they are not worried about handing Fu Qing over to him!

But what the two of them didn't know was that Shen Yanzhao looked at them in the same way - if he didn't let himself apply the medicinal wine, could he let these two help Fu Qing to wipe it?

Mr. Shen thought for a while about the picture of Fu Qing lying on the bed with his bare back, and his other hand wandering around the opponent's body, and suddenly felt that his forehead was congested.

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed.

"Can't!"

The three of them thought of being together, they spoke together, and looked at each other vigilantly and full of distrust.

The author has something to say:

Fu Qing: ...But Mr. Shen, have you ever thought about the medicinal wine I had a few days ago, it was Xiao Shu who helped me?

Shen Yanzhao (sluggish and suspicious of life): I'm green.

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