God-level Golden Hand

Chapter 398
Xu Jingxing deliberately lowered his posture, and it was really effective. Those accompanying guests who had looked sideways before didn't say anything, let alone express anything.

You know, he snatched the opportunity of one of the accompanying guests to sit with Mr. Lian. This kind of opportunity is quite precious. Those accompanying guests did not explode on the spot, and his attitude probably played a big role.

Of course, Yu Zecheng was not among the accompanying guests.

Yu Zecheng was always smiling, because the old man knew all his experiences with Tang Xianhai, and had a very good impression of him, and he could even be said to admire or admire him, so he naturally wouldn't get sour because of such a little thing.

Even the old man didn't care about this, and after he sat down, he laughed and said to everyone: "This little friend is one of the designers of Litang Resort, and the wooden arcade bridge and the five wooden towers are his masterpieces. "He said and smiled at him: "Come on, let me introduce these judges to you. From here, this is Teacher He Lihe, this is Teacher Yue Tinglin, this is Teacher Han Deshan, and this is Xiao Zhiqiang Teacher, this is Teacher Liu Zhenhai."

Following Mr. Lian's introduction, he greeted these usual teachers.

Even if the old man opened his mouth, everyone would naturally not make any fuss. These highly respected judges and teachers even exchanged a few words with him, although they were just guests like "long admired", "young talent" and "highly respected". It's a cliché, but it's also an attitude.

So all of a sudden, he became the protagonist at the dinner table.

After everyone got to know each other, the atmosphere became even more heated. Of course, the main topic was Litang Resort.It's just that Ding Shuhuai, another designer of the resort, was not present, so Xu Jingxing naturally became the center of the topic again.

Xu Jingxing and Qian Dong naturally hoped that the judges could learn more about the details of the resort in advance, but no one was interested in discussing it in depth, they just started to eat after a simple understanding.

These judges have already assessed two entries and ran thousands of kilometers. They are all a little tired. They talk very little when eating, and eating is eating.

Those accompanying guests that Qian Dong favored wanted to get in touch with people like Mr. Lian, but after seeing the expressions of these people, they were quite sensible and didn't talk nonsense.

As for Xu Jingxing, he didn't care about others, he just served Mr. Lian wholeheartedly.

Of course, he himself had to eat, not only did he want to eat, but he also ate extravagantly, and he didn't hide his appetite at all.At first, he didn't attract anyone's attention, but when he ate the second shanfen meatball, even the old man on the side started to look sideways, when he also ate the eighteen-hole bacon that the old man didn't eat At that time, the old man couldn't sit still, "Xiao Xu, your appetite..."

He chuckled, "Old man, didn't I tell you on the way here? Not only do I have a big bowl, I also have a big appetite, and my teeth are better, hehe."

"Uh, you, so there is such a trick waiting for me," the old man laughed dumbly, "but is it really all right?"

"Don't worry, I'm not a reincarnation of a starved ghost, this is just a normal appetite."

"Oh? Are you practicing boxing?"

"Hey, how do you know?"

"Hehehe, don't you know? I also practice boxing. When I was young, I could eat four big white flour steamed buns at a meal," said the old man with a proud smile.

"Look at how confused I am," he slapped his forehead, then asked shyly, "Old man, which school's boxing style did you practice?"

"Me? Bajiquan and Piguaquan."

"Hiss—" he gasped, "Eight poles plus chopping, ghosts and gods are afraid, no wonder you have such a strong body, amazing, really amazing."

"Hey, do you want to learn?" the old man asked in a low voice with a smile.

Hearing the old man's question, he subconsciously wanted to nod, because this kind of opportunity is so rare, not to mention whether he can learn anything, this title alone is enough to make many people jealous - as long as he nods, he will Immediately became the old man's protégé, no matter if he was a literati or a martial artist, with this title it would be easy to do things.

There is no way, the old man's qualifications are too old and his status is too high. Even if he is only called a disciple of the old man, even an ignorant person is not afraid of starvation. Many people are willing to take care of him for the sake of the old man.

Unfortunately, he doesn't need this title to make a profit.

In addition, he has already booked a master in boxing - Zhu Jinliang.Not to mention that Zhu Jinliang's attainments in boxing skills are no worse than that of the old man Lian, even if he is worse, he will not change his original thinking because of this.

He is willing to worship Zhu Jinliang as his teacher, not entirely for the purpose of learning boxing techniques, but because he wants to repay his life-saving grace.

Therefore, he would definitely not casually ask for a teacher just to get closer to Mr. Lian.

So he shook his head, "I already have a master."

"Oh? Who?" Old Man Lian asked very interestedly.

"Zhu Jinliang, you probably don't know the old man."

"It's true that I've never heard of this name. Which boxing style does he practice?"

"Xingyi."

"The shape and meaning are good, and the health preservation effect is better than Baji," the old man praised, and then asked casually, "Then what level have you practiced now?"

"Me? I'm not afraid of making fun of you, old man. I'm still standing still," he said with a wry smile.

"It's not a bad thing to build a high-rise building on the ground," the old man encouraged casually, and while chewing a beef ball, he asked vaguely, "Have you never practiced before?"

Hearing the old man's question, his heart skipped a beat, because he realized that the old man's question was not a random question, but a test.Because, Zhu Jinliang once said that he has the foundation of Pi Gua Quan, but he has no impression of it at all, but he will still use it instinctively when he encounters danger.

Regarding this question, he was a little skeptical before, but now, he believes it [-]%.

Because Mr. Lian obviously has some information that he doesn't know, if you ask him now, it proves that there is a high probability that this possibility exists.

But he still pretended to know nothing as before, and shook his head, "I have never been in contact with people and things in that area before, and learning boxing was only a matter of last autumn, and I didn't even enter the door."

"That's it," said old man Lian casually, "but it's okay, I can teach you a few tricks, you don't need to ask a teacher."

"Farewell, you are so tired, if you waste your rest time, your fans will tear me apart," he quickly refused, for fear that the old man would find out the abnormality in him if he really started to do it.

"Hey, I don't have any fans, except you father and son," the old man suddenly said in a low voice, "Besides those closest to me, it is almost impossible for outsiders to know that I have learned martial arts..."

(End of this chapter)