MTL - Journey To the World of Film and Television-Chapter 2 Do not talk about martial arts

  Chapter 2 does not talk about martial arts

  The next day, early morning.

As soon as it was dawn, fat sheep martial arts enthusiasts from all over the world came to the registration point one after another. Under the guidance of the lady in loose martial arts uniforms, they first paid the registration fee and the deposit of the martial arts confidentiality agreement, and then received Number plates lined up in a long queue at the Taiji Xuanyimen Dojo, waiting to be picked up.

  Master Yan Fen also woke up early on purpose, walked out of the room with a yawn, and asked the disciple at the door: "How are you getting ready?"

   Ma Baoguo, who had been waiting for a long time, flattered his face and said: "Brothers are all rehearsing the movements, and the professional actors you invited have already taken their positions in the ear room. I will call someone to go through the movements with you later."

   "Well, then." Before she could finish her words, Yan Fen saw a medium-height, well-built strange man walking towards her.

  The man was dark-skinned, limped when he walked, his face was half covered by an old hood, his jacket and trousers were dirty, and he looked like a homeless man.

   "Hey! Who are you! How did you get in?!" Another disciple froze for a moment, and was stopped by Yan Fen just as he was about to yell.

  At this moment, there are sheep outside the dojo, how can they hear it?

   "I am entrusting Yuxiu, come to ask for advice!"

  The cold and cruel voice entered Yan Fen's ears as the hood was pulled back a little bit.

   Like a light on your back, like sitting on pins and needles.

  The remaining drowsiness disappeared in an instant.

  Yan Fen looked into the other person's eyes, and her dark eyes made her hair stand on end. At that moment, she felt that her feet were soft, and there was a little dampness from her tight thighs.

   Not good, it’s going to leak, it’s going to leak.

   Ma Baoguo standing next to him also felt wrong.

   This doesn't seem to be the actor I'm looking for?

  He has also seen the actor who was invited in advance, and Fu Huadao is far from the professional in front of him, let alone this kind of image and temperament that makes people feel creepy.

  It's as if...as if you really came to kick the gym.

"I, Yan Fen, am the third generation head teacher of Taiji Xuanyi Sect. I am the direct descendant of Taiji Zhang Sanfeng. How can I fight with a junior like you!" Perhaps because of the sense of security brought by the home court, Yan Fen stepped back half a step and stood up straight, signaling with her hands behind her back. The disciple shook his head and looked up at the sky with a proud expression, as if he felt that even a glance at the other party was worthless.

   "Baoguo, go up and teach this young man a lesson for your teacher."

   Ma Baoguo's face froze, he only said in advance that he would help in acting, but he didn't say that he wanted to fight? The old man is almost fifty this year, what should he do if he bleeds?

  Seeing the resistance on Ma Baoguo's face, Yan Fen gritted her teeth, and said in a hateful voice: "Hurry up! Come back from work and teach you Tai Chi Profound Principles of Eighteen Drops and Lightning Five-lash!"

  Feng Yuxiu's gaze turned cold from the moment Yan Fen spoke. Martial arts can be imitated, but physical fitness and breathing rate cannot be easily changed.

  The so-called "Master of Taiji Xuanyimen" in front of him is stiff and his lower body is loose.

  If your feet don't grip the ground, what kind of martial arts are you practicing? !

   Feng Yuxiu, who had calmed down, had murderous intent in his eyes. This trip to the north was originally to get wild ginseng to save his wife's life, but now he was delayed by a liar who deceived the world.

   At the same time, a feeling of being spied on came to my mind, and Feng Yuxiu subconsciously turned around and looked into the distance.

  …

  The roof of the hotel at the intersection of Liangdaojie.

  Zhou Ji raised the binoculars in his hand, and shifted the camera the moment Feng Yuxiu turned around, looking at the flower bed in the courtyard, leaving only a little peripheral vision on Feng Yuxiu, avoiding the other party's perception.

   "It's interesting, the intuition can be so keen, the real world really is Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon!"

  Zhou Ji was delighted to see Lie Xinxi, found a blind spot in the surveillance system, and stepped out from the top of the building, like a solitary bird fluttering down, and disappeared into the street after a few jumps.

  …

  The feeling of peeping disappeared, but Ma Baoguo beside Yan Fen disappeared.

  The sound of the wind flashed behind his ears, and Feng Yuxiu subconsciously flashed sideways, only to see Ma Baoguo staggering into the flower bed, slamming into the surrounding stone bricks with a bang.

   "Ouch! I'm dying!"

   Ma Baoguo's eyes were filled with stares, and he felt pain all over his body for a moment. With one black eye socket, he was ashamed and annoyed. He supported his old waist and yelled.

   "You junior don't talk about martial arts! You actually attacked the old man by surprise!"

   "If I hadn't been careless for a while and didn't flash, I would definitely want you to look good!"

   "Don't even look at what is here."

  Yan Fen glared at Ma Baoguo with some dissatisfaction, but she didn't say anything to stop her. She even hoped to delay for a while so that all the disciples from the backyard could come.

   "What's the situation?"

   "Someone is making trouble!"

   "Hey! Just this guy?!"

  The small courtyard is very close to the backyard. Not long after hearing the news, more than a dozen burly men came and stood in front of Feng Yuxiu, ready to move.

   "Fuck, you are so brave, dare to come here to make trouble!" A fiery disciple buckled a stone brick from the flower bed, and when he came up, he buckled it on Feng Yuxiu's head.

  If an ordinary person is patted like this, I'm afraid something big will happen even if he doesn't die.

  Feng Yuxiu was originally angry. Seeing the opponent's attack so fiercely, his killing intent suddenly burst out, which was hard to restrain.

Just hearing a bang~, everyone saw a black shadow flashing, the short man in front of him didn't retreat but advanced, between the shattered stone bricks, the strength of his callused fist remained undiminished, and he slammed on the other side with a bang. Chin, there was another crisp sound.

  The disciple's chin and palate were misaligned, and he fell heavily on the ground. Blood was sprayed all over the ground, but he didn't even breathe in.

   Hiss~~!

   Just as everyone wanted to gather around, they were terrified by the scene in front of them, and stepped back quickly.

   They toured the country with Yan Fen. Although Yan Fen's qigong is fake, their muscles are not fake!

  The person who fell to the ground weighed at least one hundred and eighty catties, and was knocked down by a punch? !

   It’s okay to make money by acting in a play, but if you have to pay for your life, then it’s not good.

  Fighting and killing are two different things, and the person in front of me is afraid that he really dares to kill.

   Disciple Yan Fen, who was lying on the ground, didn't dare to look at her, she turned around and ran to the front yard, but how could an old woman be as fit as a young woman? Before she ran out of the small courtyard, she was overtaken by her disciples one by one. By the time she was blocked by Feng Yuxiu, those disciples had already run out of the martial arts hall to find the arresting uncle.

Fortunately, the twisted Ma Baoguo ran slower than Yan Fen. Before he got up, he saw Feng Yuxiu walking towards him step by step. For a while, he felt like crying. He was thinking of being laid off and reemployed , First drink soup with Yan Fen for a few years, learn this set of cheating techniques, and then create "Hunyuanyi Taijimen" to start a business on your own.

   Unexpectedly, before the money is obtained, the people are almost gone.

   Fortunately, Feng Yuxiu's target was not him, he chased Yan Fen step by step, like a cat playing with a mouse.

   "Do you have health insurance?"

  Watching Feng Yuxiu leave the small courtyard, Ma Baoguo subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly an inexplicable question came to his ear, and he nodded subconsciously.

"Yes, I have."

   Without any warning, a crisp sound came from the knee accompanied by pain. Ma Baoguo fell to the ground with his body tilted. He was tormented by soreness, numbness, swelling and pain.

   "Slight punishment, I hope your rats will be your juice."

who is it? who is it!

  Ma Baoguo clutched his dislocated knee, but he didn't dare to move without authorization. He could only look around in anxiety and fear, shouting for help.

   But he looked around and didn't find out who actually attacked him.

   On the other side, Feng Yuxiu walked through the arch, and the cries for help from the small courtyard and the panicked noises outside the dojo could be heard endlessly. The disciples who escaped earlier had already called the police. He thought that Yan Fen had also taken the opportunity to escape, but he didn't expect that he saw Yan Fen's motionless figure just a few steps out of the archway, as if waiting for him, but His expression was extremely frightened.

  Feng Yuxiu is a self-proclaimed martial idiot, and what he hates the most is those who insult martial arts.

  Even though she felt something was wrong, she still bullied her and smashed Yan Fen's arms with two punches, and the last punch turned into a palm, shattering the opponent's thoracic vertebrae.

  …

"This hard horse looks like he has practiced his foreigner's kung fu to a minimum. Compared with that unlucky Wang Wei, he is not far behind." Zhou Ji walked out of the courtyard and looked at Feng Yuxiu who had fled from the bushes. He said with a smile, "I thought that martial arts in the real world would wither, but now it seems that my way is not alone!"

  (end of this chapter)