American Legendary Life

Zhenghe Wuguan.

The door plaque is tattered, and the two wooden doors seem to be in disrepair.

The yard is not small, and there is a full of breath.

Pushing the door and entering, it is the students who are practicing boxing.

"Don't look at this inconspicuous martial arts hall. It has been passed down for three generations in Chinatown. Anyone who really wants to practice boxing knows this place."

Tong Jiaxin wrinkled her nose and walked in braggingly.

"Uncle Qin, Uncle Qin, I brought someone to send you money."

"..." Li Zitao followed, and soon saw the master of the martial arts hall.

Gray long coat, bloomers, a pair of cloth shoes, white socks wrapped around the pants.

His eyes are piercing, his hands are calluses, his face is old and ruddy, and he has a goatee.

It's a bit of an immortal wind.

"Master Qin Pavilion." Li Zitao clasped his fists as recorded in the study.

"Don't mess around, you girl."

The master of Qin Pavilion first scolded Tong Jiaxin with a stern face, then smiled and said, "You are polite, sir, I don't know if I came to learn boxing or?"

"I'm here to find someone." The other party was straightforward, and Li Zitao didn't hide it.

After explaining his intentions, the master of Qin Pavilion was obviously a little surprised, and said in deep thought: "This, martial arts is not a traditional opera, how can it be performed on stage."

"It's not a stage, but it's shot into a movie and played in the cinema. If the response is good, it will be shown on TV many times in the future.

National martial arts has become famous in the world more than a hundred years ago. The time has passed, but no one knows it today. It is only a display of rumors in the countryside. "

"Master Qin, this is a good opportunity to promote Chinese martial arts!" Li Zitao is afraid of this kind of discipline and conservative thinking.

It is not unrelated to the self-deprecating joke why the national skill in later generations caused people to criticize and become a self-deprecating joke.

Master Qin was already in his heart, but he was afraid that the old stubborn people in the house would cry and hang himself when he heard about it.

Don't think they can't do it, how will he be a junior at that time.

Seeing him hesitate, Li Zitao said: "Why, let's see if there are qualified candidates?"

Master Qin also reacted, right!

This candidate hasn't been decided yet, and people may not be able to look at his apprentices. Wouldn't it be mediocre that they are so far away?

"Okay, I don't know how to call your husband?"

"Li Tao."

"Mr. Li." Master Qin said politely, and then shouted to the students in the courtyard: "Stop."

The trainees stopped immediately, and a pair of big eyes curiously looked at Li Zitao in a suit and leather shoes.

"This is Mr. Li, come here to pick someone... well, that." Master Qin said softly, looking at him, "Mr. Li, are there any hard demands?"

Li Zitao thought for a while, took off his suit and handed it to the quiet Tong Jiayao: "Help me hold it, thank you."

Rolling up his sleeves and coming to the stake, Li Zitao looked at Master Qin and said, "I will do a few moves, Master Qin, see who can meet the standard, let them try."

"Okay." Master Qin felt novel, is this also a martial artist.

But his actions and posture are not the same!

Li Zitao looked at the distance and stopped three steps away from the stake, with his right foot in front and his left foot behind.

The soles of the feet are tilted 45 degrees, and the hands are dangling upward, likewise one after the other.

Master Qin, who looked at this strange posture, frowned. He really couldn't see the origin of the other party.

Li Zitao is also not clear, he just followed the scenes in the film and sold it now.

"Be beaten!" As soon as his footsteps slid forward, he twisted his waist and raised his leg, and his left foot ran straight against the stake.

Bang!

The stake was broken in two from the middle, and the upper half flew straight out and smashed directly into the brick wall.

Li Zitao kept his side kicking and looked at the collapsed wall with black lines on his face.

Damn it!

Just imitating an action, the stake is too weak.

And this wall...tofu residue project, right?

"You are here to hit the scene." Master Qin said with a deep face, staring at him with a gloomy face.

"That, Master Qin, me!" Li Zitao lowered his leg to explain.

"Walk slowly, don't send it." Master Qin waved and turned around indifferently.

Seeing that the other party made it clear that he did not want to listen to his own explanation, Li Zitao cried and laughed and asked Wang Kui to leave $500 as compensation, and the group left quickly.

"Huh~"

When he couldn't hear the footsteps, Master Qin's straight waist was slightly bent, and he patted his chest and muttered dreamily: "Fortunately, I reacted fast enough, otherwise I will lose my face today."

Kicked off the wooden post for practice, and smashed the wall down with great strength.

If he is a student with this kind of strength, can he still hide in Chinatown and teach boxing?

"monster!"

Muttering softly, Master Qin put away the knife on the table, and scolded the students sternly, "What are you doing in a daze, don't hurry up and clean it up."

The students looked at each other, but still bowed their heads and clasped their fists: "Yes, Master."

So, what is the purpose of that person? ? ?

...

"Are you deliberate?" When leaving the martial arts gym, Tong Jiayao looked at the distressed Li Zitao with a soft smile.

"I really didn't mean it, I just wanted to show him the actions in the film... At best, I forgot to converge my strength. I'm a man by nature."

"So the role you need, does it need to be like the one just shown?" Tong Jiayao asked thoughtfully.

"Yes, do you have the right person?" There was a glimmer of hope in Li Zitao's eyes.

Tong Jiayao turned her head and smiled softly, and said, "Yes, isn't it right in front of you?"

"???"

Charlie Lee became Bruce Lee, if it weren't for Tong Jiayao's reminder, he would really not have thought of it.

"You are Chinese, and you know the positioning and movements of the character, and the image is also very good, and there is that kind of strange...power, why can't you?"

Tong Jiayao's words are justified, as if this character was tailored for him from the beginning.

"I think it's good too." Wang Kui knows the strength of the boss, and he has been ravaged by him over the years.

Moreover, that face is obviously not more than the movie, even more handsome than them.

To be honest, if the boss chose to develop in the film and television industry at the beginning, I am afraid that he will already be a actor for several years.

"Uh, I have to think about it." Li Zitao was a little moved, but a little uncomfortable.

He was accustomed to being behind the scenes, suddenly he wanted to stand in front of the stage in a different identity, and was criticized by others. It was strange just thinking about it.

Moreover, UU read www.uukanshu.com he didn't know any national arts.

All I learned and used were ‘killing’ and some boxing skills.

If there is no real Bruce, wouldn't Jeet Kune Do be finished.

It is said that Jeet Kune Do is founded on the basis of Wing Chun, boxing and fencing, combining the strengths of many.

He knows boxing and fencing. Wing Chun and the strengths of each family, are you trying to make things difficult for me?

"Sister, roast chicken!" Tong Jiaxin took her sister, pointed to the roast chicken shop in front of her and swallowed.

"Don't make trouble, I haven't earned enough food for next month!" Tong Jiayao whispered.

The two sisters are now self-sufficient, roasting chicken and buying them every six months to relieve their greed. It is already a good day.

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