Pet King

Zhang Zi'an first returned to the bedroom of the guest room and changed into his gray mid-suit again. In fact, this tight-fitting and inelastic dress is not suitable for boxing. There is always a danger of the crotch opening, but who will let this dress It's more handsome to wear ... but he can see clearly, there are several young and beautiful foreign girls in the crowd.

He opened the door again, and this time he was mentally prepared to immediately throw his fists politely.

He was greeted by another burst of cheers and applause. This already quiet neighborhood is almost like Halloween. Almost everyone raised his mobile phone at him and took pictures or videos. Zhang Zi'an even noticed that there was a pair of professional looking journalists and videographers on the sidelines.

The TV industry in the United States is very developed. There are so many TV stations. Even private individuals can apply for a TV station license. Seeing the shabby appearance of this reporter and cameraman, there is no special broadcast truck. It is not estimated to be a large national TV station. Zhang Zi'an scorned strategically and paid attention to tactics, but still quietly straightened his clothes again ...

Upon seeing him coming out, the female reporter immediately held up a microphone and reached out to him. "Hello, my name is Jane, and I am a reporter on a local TV station. I heard that you are a master of kung fu from China. Can you accept our brief interview? "

Female reporters speak fast, and Zhang Zian can understand. Although he only came to the United States for only a few days, he realized that his English level was much better than before. After all, he was surrounded by English, and the immersive learning atmosphere could not be replicated in China.

Zhang Zi'an was interviewed by a reporter for the first time in her life, and she was still a female reporter. She was somewhat agitated, but it wasn't him who was responsible for speaking. Richard hadn't felt the slightest anxiety. It had received many interviews before.

"I am. What do you want to ask? But hurry up, I'm in a hurry." Richard said, Zhang Zi'an matched his mouth.

Jane breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, how long have you been in the United States? How do you feel here?"

She wore a gray professional suit and looked flat, but she was full of enthusiasm and vitality.

"A few days. The neighbors are nice, very hospitable, and I enjoy life here." Richard responded decently.

"It is said that you practice here every morning, right? Do you practice today?" Jane asked again, her tone full of expectations. After all, she came for more than just interviews. If you can take pictures of your practice, you should It will be appreciated by the boss in Taiwan-you know, there is only herself here and no other colleagues, in other words, it is now an exclusive interview!

Exclusive interview! Such opportunities are rare.

"Of course." Richard said with certainty.

Hearing it, the audience who was a bit worried about the white run took their hearts back.

"Great, can we shoot the whole process? I noticed that everyone is looking forward to your performance, it must be very exciting!" Jane said.

"No, you've made a mistake." Richard corrected, imitating Zhang Zi'an's tone of not being forced to die, "I don't practice for the sake of acting, but conform to my heart and vomit through my breath. It balances the five elements in the body and uses the "qi" of heaven and earth as its own purpose. It integrates with nature through boxing to achieve the state of unity between heaven and man. "

Jane was confused, but finally knew that the master of kung fu was very tall. As for the truth, she doesn't care, as long as she can make a big news.

It's only early morning, and Zhang Zi'an estimates that it's still early. The CFA game can't start so early, so he walks slowly back to the center of the lawn, sits with his eyes closed, sits and knees, and breathes.

I don't know who suddenly screamed, "Look there! Look at the lawn in front of the master!"

The crowd looked around, and the photographer also adjusted the focus and aimed at a green grass in front of Zhang Zi'an.

The weather today is very good, and there is no wind at all. However, as Zhang Zi'an's chest fell together, the lawn seemed to be shaking back and forth-when Zhang Zi'an inhaled, the blade of grass fell in his direction, and conversely, when As he exhaled, the blades of grass fell in the opposite direction.

The audience, including Jane, was stunned. In their opinion, it was Zhang Zi'an's breathing that caused these visions. In fact, it was just Richard's wings that fanned left and right ...

"Did you take it?" Jan asked the photographer nervously.

The photographer gestured "OK".

What the **** is this? Is it magic? Specific functions? Alien? Jane murmured in her heart. When she went to Chinatown, she also saw some Chinese perform martial arts, and sometimes even a monk from China performed hard qigong with flying needles and broken glass, but no one could make a few feet away by breathing alone. The grass swayed back and forth ...

The rising sun shined on Zhang Zi'an's face, matching his solemn expression, the most important thing was the awe of people's hearts, which made him look a little holy.

After a few minutes of tossing, Zhang Zi'an jumped up, took out the effort at the bottom of the box, and vigorously performed a set of Wing Chun Boxing.

Tim and Lauren also came out of the house and looked distressed at their own lawn-as Zhang Zi'an stepped, twisted, punched, kicked and poked his fingers, leaving clear footprints on the lawn, Broken grass leaves are scattered into the mud. It seems that mowing the lawn a few days ago is a waste of time ...

After the drill was completed, Zhang Zi'an settled down and won several applause and applause yesterday.

As soon as he saw that it was getting late, he waved to Jane and the others, and signaled that he was here today.

Richard said, "Sorry, guys, I still have something to do, and I'm going to the CFA tournament. It's too late to be late."

After that, Zhang Zi'an greeted Fina and took it to Tim's family wagon. He sat in the driver's seat to start the engine, and Fina jumped into the front passenger seat.

The audience was very regretful, and they reluctantly left, and someone asked Tim and Lauren if they would continue tomorrow. The couple said they were not clear.

"Wait a minute!" Jane chased after, knocking on the window with his knuckles.

Zhang Zi'an shook the window glass, "What's the matter?"

"Excuse me, what did you just say? CFA?" Jane asked curiously. She does n’t own a cat, and she does n’t know what CFA is. Seeing this kung fu master from China is about to leave by car, she has no time to inquire and can only come over and ask directly.

Richard explained a bit.

Jane turned her eyes, and with the keen intuition of a journalist, she thought that this might be a good subject-the multiple identities of Chinese kung fu masters? There seems to be value in following up and tapping.

"Sir, do you mind if we can go with you?" She asked, "I'm also interested in this game and I'm sure I won't disturb you."

Of course, she has no interest in cat competitions ~ www.readwn.com ~ This is just to gain the favor of Zhang Zi'an, and she agreed to let her follow up the interview. Just now Zhang Zi'an's magical performance opened her eyes, and at the same time, she had a strong curiosity about the truth. She wanted to know more about this mysterious Chinese. She has made up her mind. Whether Zhang Zi'an agrees or not, she will drive with her. She must not miss this rare opportunity, or she will be scolded by the boss after she returns to the stage.

Zhang Zi'an thought about it, he didn't care, but he didn't know if the CFA agreed to let her shoot, but it was not his business.

He nodded in agreement, and pointed to the map Tim gave him. Richard would say, "Of course I don't mind. Besides, I'm not familiar with the neighborhood. If you can, please drive in front and I'll follow. Just go to the location marked on the map. "

Jane took a glance at the map and recognized it as a gym in the neighboring county.

"No problem! Leave it to me! I'll drive now!"

Jane took the map and went to follow the photographer biting her ear. Although the photographer was dissatisfied with the extra work, she was persuaded, at the price of her lunch for today.