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Chapter 12 After Learning
"Snapped"

Facing the fist that attacked the face, Fang Nan turned his right hand across his chest, changed his fist into a palm, and quickly released it, successfully resisting Wu Jing's first temptation.

"Snapped"

Wu Jing made a second attempt, but was successfully resolved by Fang Nan again, and the kicking style resumed.

A staff member of the film crew: "What is this fight for, as a sparring partner for boxers?"

Onlookers: "This is the so-called kung fu? I almost fell asleep watching it!"

Gao Chang sneered inwardly: "Dog punch? Children fighting? Ha ha!"

Zeng Li was confused.

In her opinion, the two in the middle of the field are like crazy.

One stood still, allowing anyone to attack; the other missed a hit, but retreated instantly in fear, coming and going like a clown.

Director Fang Tian: "The speed of the two is so fast."

Fang Nan turned a deaf ear to the chatter of the melon-eating crowd, and focused on Wu Jing's hands and feet.

He knew that real kung fu competitions were not as mysterious and gorgeous as those shown in movies and TV dramas.

It's a simple trick, and one trick determines the winner or loser.

Ordinary people kicking and beating like dancing and dancing will not appear in this competition.

Once you have reached that point, you will start desperately. At this time, all the moves are auxiliary, and what you need is excellent physical fitness.

As if infected by the onlookers, Wu Jing drew his attention with a "drink" when Fang Nan's defense was leaking, and kicked Fang Nan's head forcefully with his right foot, intending to break the defense with force.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Nan smiled inwardly, Wu Jing committed a big taboo, his chassis was unstable, and the victory was already decided.

In his mind, Fang Nan took Wu Jing's right kick with his left arm.

Just when this impact caused his body to tilt, Fang Nan grabbed Wu Jing's collar with his unmoving right hand, and then wanted to take advantage of his unsteady footing to throw him directly over the shoulder.

"You won." Wu Jing patted Fang Nan's back the moment Fang Nan touched his collar and turned around.

Facing Wu Jing's calmness, Fang Nan was not complacent, but said flatly: "It's not over yet, so it's a tie at best."

The actions of the two just now were completed in an instant. Only the two of them know who wins and who loses. It is difficult for outsiders to understand the mystery inside.

As for why he denies that he is the winner.

In fact, there are not so many dirty ideas.

He, Fang Nan, was not afraid of offending Wu Jing, a big star and future director.

Not to mention showing favor to this big star, as a martial artist, Fang Nan still has some blood.

The ultimate reason for denying victory is that he doesn't care about Wen Wu first and Wu Wu second.

No matter how good the martial arts are, what's the point of these illusory honors in the era of one shot down!
Wu Jing shook his head: "If you win, you win, and I don't feel good about it. It's a pity that the heat on the leg was almost too bad. Otherwise, if the kick just now didn't overwhelm you, it would have to kick until you have no strength left to fight back."

When Wu Jing said that, Fang Nan didn't argue with him.

This is like the moment he kicked Wu Jing, he actually planned several tricks.

The most ruthless move is to use both hands to clamp Wu Jing's right leg, so that his right leg can't go up and down, and can't come down.

Then he kicked Wu Jing's left leg with his right foot, and Wu Jing didn't break a bone when the kick went out, so Fang Nan read his name upside down.

This ruthless trick was useless for him, everyone was having fun playing casually, so it wouldn't be so serious.

When Fang Nan and the two were arguing about the outcome, the surrounding people anxiously scratched their heads, listening to Wu Jing, it was Fang Nan who won, but they couldn't figure out why he won.

And the tie that Fang Nan mentioned added a layer of mystery to the result of this competition out of thin air.

Everyone summed it up and thought it was a muddled account. They booed for a long time, but there wasn't a single fighting scene in the martial arts novels, so it was lonely to watch.

"Stop chatting, the rain has stopped outside, continue shooting." Fang Tian interrupted the chattering crowd.

When everyone walked out, Wu Jing held Fang Nan's shoulders, and said with a smile, "You are not a real kid, you have been tossing around for a long time, you don't use dog punches, you use the capture of the army."

Fang Nan replied with a smile: "There is no way, the catch is practical, this thing is practiced, the lethality is not small at all, it can easily break a bone."

The two smiled and walked to the door of the canopy, and confronted Gao Chang who came in to carry the equipment.

Fang Nan frowned and glanced at him, and Gao Chang who noticed it immediately chose to avoid it.

A Fang Nan, he can still think of some tricks, put eye drops on Fang Nan in front of the director.

Fang Nan made a friend named Wu Jing, Gao Chang suddenly lost the courage to confront Fang Nan, and could only transfer the most lucrative job of the crew to others.

That's the scene responsible for recruiting group performers.

If this position is used well, his small life can be lived very comfortably.

Thinking of those beautiful girls who dreamed of being a star, they would take the initiative to sneak into Fang Nan's bed in the future, Gao Chang's heart began to bleed.

After discussing with Wu Jing so far, Fang Nan in the filming of "Miao Cuihua" started again, and Fang Changwu seems to have become a favorite among the crew.

Director Fang Tian: "Ah Nan, you will be responsible for teaching the actors in a small fight scene at night."

Fang Nan: "Understood, director."

The group performer: "Brother Nan, give me two more chic moves."

Fang Nan took the long sword in the hands of the group performers, rubbed his wrists, and then with his flexible right wrist, he performed impenetrable sword dances: "Isn't it chic enough, can you do it?"

Wu Jing: "What's your phone number, add a number, and send text messages to chat if you have nothing to do."

Fang Nan: "I don't have a phone, is there a pager number? Besides, I'm not gay!"

Guo Tao: "Xiao Fang, when will you compete with Wu Jing again, I missed that day."

Fang Nan: "Competition, it's still a tie if we fight again."

In the small courtyard in front of the rental house, Zeng Li rushed to Fang Nan who came back from buying vegetables, and said, "Hey, Fang Nan, teach me two self-defense skills when you have time."

Fang Nan nodded and put down the food in his hand: "Come here, I will teach you a simple and practical trick now."

Zeng Li asked him: "What trick?"

Fang Nan said, "Put your hands on my shoulders." As soon as Zeng Li did so, Fang Nan didn't turn his head. He grabbed Zeng Li's right hand on his shoulder with his left hand, turned around instantly and twisted it lightly again, Zeng Li He squatted down with a "woo ah".

"It's not easy, this trick is easy to learn."

"I'll try." Zeng Li couldn't wait to stand up.

"Remember, don't look back and find that it's a stranger who is putting your shoulders on your shoulders. You should do it directly by surprise."

After Fang Nan put his right hand on Zeng Li's shoulder, he talked about the main points of this move.

Zeng Li nodded "Mmmm", twisted her shoulders, and let out a chuckle.

Fang Nan felt puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"

"Shoulders seem to be a little itchy." Zeng Li said awkwardly.

"You are sick!" Fang Nan took his right hand speechlessly, "Do you want to learn?"

Zeng Li tensed up, "Put it on and try again."

Fang Nan put his right hand on Zeng Li's shoulder again, but this time, Zeng Li laughed even louder.

"Go and play by yourself, it's hard to finish work early, I don't have time to play around with you here." Fang Nan said angrily.

　I drank a lot of alcohol in the afternoon and was too sleepy. If I don’t post the first chapter at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning, I will post it in the afternoon. The next two chapters should be fine tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)