Zhang Chu is willing to help Wang Baoqiang because of the resilience of this silly boy.
To be honest, Zhang Chu admired Wang Baoqiang a little.
Others work hard for their dreams, but Wang Baoqiang is unrepentant for his dreams.
As long as a normal person takes one look at Wang Baoqiang, he will know that this kid who wants to be Li Lianjie's second must be awake and talking nonsense.
But Wang Baoqiang didn't think so. He stubbornly believed that the difference between himself and Li Lianjie was, at most, a beautiful wife.
It's pure to the extreme.
In this case, it's okay for Zhang Chu to lend a hand. It's just a phone call, and at most it's a favor.
After dinner, Zhang Chu did not go home. Instead, he ran to the Asian Games Village in time for Friday, which was another good day to reap benefits.
After struggling for half a night, I received a notice the next day that the Sino-Japanese fighting exchange event was scheduled for Monday night.
Zhang Chu seriously suspected that the reason for holding this event was entirely because the National Day was approaching and all walks of life were busy giving gifts.
The guys from the Wushu Association really couldn't figure it out, so they looked for an opportunity to beat up the little devil, which could be regarded as a gift for the National Day.
It's really hypocritical to do this under the guise of communication, but...
Zhang Chu liked it very much. The only thing that made him unhappy was that no one would take him to play with such an interesting thing.
"What's the point of beating and killing people!"
Tang Wei never understood Zhang Chu's aggressiveness and was opposed to it.
Because others were just beating, but Zhang Chu was really holding back and wanted to kill!
She had also seen the video of the beating. Even though the opponent was lying flat, Zhang Chu could still kick him down.
Just thinking about it makes my teeth sore.
Well?
Will he not be violent in the future?
"You don't understand this, grown man, who doesn't have a heroic dream?"
In the past, Zhang Chu had also imagined that he would conquer Liaodong, capture Huang Taiji alive, and offer him prisoners to the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Unfortunately……
I can only think about it.
His Xiuchun knife was cut with a curled blade, and he could kill several more prisoners.
Tang Wei smiled and said, "Aren't you a hero?"
Does it count?
Zhang Chu knew that Tang Wei was talking about the last time he saved someone.
But he really didn't worry about it.
It just happened to happen and happened naturally.
Just like he helped Wang Baoqiang yesterday.
In Zhang Chu's view, a real hero should behead enemy chieftains and wash away a century of humiliation.
It's just a pity that in this era, people are not allowed to kill people casually. Otherwise, none of the little devils I met in the Japanese arena last time will survive.
After hanging out with Tang Wei for two days, I sent her back to the Chinese Theater on Sunday night.
What made Zhang Chu a little puzzled was that Zhang Jingchu hadn't even called her in the past two days. When he came over on Monday morning, he didn't ask what he had been doing these past two days.
like……
Same thing last week.
After a few scenes, they went out. The exchange event was held at the Capital Gymnasium, and the two of them separated at the door.
As a representative of the Wushu Association, Zhang Chu has a specially arranged position by the organizer.
There is a triangular sign on the table in front of him, with his name written on it - Zhang Chu.
The people sitting together were all directors of the Wushu Association, heirs of this sect, heirs of that boxing. They looked really energetic, but...
"Master Yu!"
Seeing the people coming this way, Zhang Chu quickly stood up and cupped his fists. Others did not receive this treatment.
Little Karami who abandoned his martial arts skills is not worthy of Master Zhang's respect.
"Master Zhang!"
Yu Hai obviously didn't expect to meet Zhang Chu on this occasion, and then he felt relieved when he thought about where Zhang Chu was sitting just now.
"Master Zhang is also a member of the Wushu Association."
Zhang Chu smiled and did not answer the question. In fact, he already regretted it.
Although I originally joined the Wushu Association to gain an official status for myself, I also had the idea of revitalizing Chinese martial arts in my heart.
But it has been more than a year, and the Wushu Association has not seen any measures to change the plight of traditional martial arts.
After changing the name tags, Zhang Chu and Yu Hai sat together.
"Master Yu, you are here today..."
"Watch a show!"
This old master has an upright personality and doesn't know how to talk in roundabout ways. If he hadn't happened to be in the capital and couldn't shirk it, he probably wouldn't have participated.
"Same!"
There were many spectators at the scene. When he first came in, Zhang Chu noticed that he was the one in the center of the promotional poster posted at the door.
These officials really had a good plan and used him to promote and sell tickets.
Soon, the official members participating in this martial arts exchange event appeared one after another. Zhang Chu did not listen carefully to the host's introduction. In short, they were either the leader or the successor.
Among them was a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties and looked like a master.
But being so far away, Zhang Chu felt that this man's steps were sloppy, and he didn't look like he had any kung fu at all.
Maybe you've learned it, but you're definitely not good at it.
"Master Yu, do you know that person?"
Yu Hai looked in the direction of Zhang Chu's finger and saw the other person's appearance clearly, and a sneer flashed imperceptibly at the corner of his mouth.
"Those who practice Tai Chi are not just pretentious."
hehe!
This evaluation is quite pertinent.
When the main play begins, the first to appear are the "guests" from afar. They are little devils wearing various gis, some performing karate, and some performing kendo.
Zhang Chu looked at it and felt as if he had returned to the era he originally lived in, where people in the streets made a living by performing arts.
Snapped!
A little devil who looked like a bear shouted and broke twenty tiles with one slap.
Zhang Chu wanted to applaud him.
After the Japanese display was over, it was the turn of the Chinese martial arts masters.
The first person to take the stage was a master chef dressed as a Taoist. His unique skills of breaking bowls with a snap of his fingers and piercing glass with steel needles were really impressive.
Yu Hai on the side looked like he was about to fall asleep.
"Master Yu!"
Yu Hai's half-closed eyes suddenly opened.
"it's over!"
"not yet!"
These two people were blatantly gossiping, and the directors of the Wushu Association sitting in front of them also looked sideways with dissatisfaction in their eyes.
Not satisfied!
It's said that martial arts exchanges, but co-writing is just a sideshow?
They even use my name to sell tickets.
What object!
The next person on stage was the woman who was practicing Tai Chi. She did a routine first, and it seemed to look pretty good.
Then came another display of unique skills.
Well……
Are you serious?
In the middle of the venue, the woman was standing on one side, with a dozen of her disciples in front of her.
After listening to the host's introduction, the next thing I want to show is the energy in Tai Chi.
A dozen strong young men went to push the woman together.
"Master Yu, can you do it?"
Yu Hai's expression has become very ugly: "If I can do it, I will become a god. Master Zhang, you..."
"Neither can I!"
If he takes action, Zhang Chu is confident that he can push a dozen people down together, but if he stands still and lets a dozen people push him, he is not that capable, and it is impossible for anyone in this world to have such a big weapon. strength.
But Zhang Chu and Yu Hai didn't, and the woman seemed to have no difficulty at all. Even though more than a dozen disciples pushed her for a long time, she remained unmoved.
This is really...
Zhang Chu was so ashamed that he wanted to get under the table.
What the hell!
It’s as if people’s eyes are just decorations.
Even a child could see that the dozen or so people were mumbling and blushing, but in fact they were not exerting any effort at all.
This is really embarrassing for grandma's house.
When the Japanese showed it just now, although the project was very crude, at least the destructive power it should show was not ambiguous at all.
Now it's our own turn...
Just show this to others?
The so-called "Hua Jin" performance was over, and then the woman seriously introduced her other special function-Jie Jin.
Then the woman was seen standing in the center of the venue, and her disciples spread out to surround her.
And then there’s…
Zhang Chu already wanted to leave early.
"shameless!"
Yu Hai squeezed out three words through his teeth, which happened to be heard by Zhang Chu.
In the venue, the woman seemed to be walking, just waving her arms back and forth. All the disciples who attacked her turned somersaults one after another. Some of them didn't even touch the corners of their clothes, but they seemed to be struck by lightning. Yes, he threw himself out while rolling and crawling.
Oops!
He also used a lying fish, but unfortunately he didn't master it well and sat down on the ground.
Bang!
The disciples, disciples and grandsons were separated by several meters and flew out one after another on their backs.
Is this because I couldn't help but pissed people off?
hehe! hehe!
Zhang Chu said nothing, lowered his head, trying to reduce his sense of presence.
What about the audience?
They are not fools either. Even though the host tried his best to applaud, not a single person cheered.
"Master Li, don't call me next time there is such an event. It's really embarrassing!"
The Master Li who called Zhang Chu a few days ago happened to be sitting in front of Zhang Chu. He was the vice chairman of the Wushu Association.
Well……
Master Li didn't know how to explain the supernatural incident that just happened.
Zhang Chu did not leave the table directly, which was a great honor.
"Maybe it's a bit exaggerated, but..."
"Stop it, haven't you seen that those Japanese people can hardly hold back their laughter?"
Zhang Chu has good eyesight. At this moment, the Japanese delegation sitting on the side of the venue are whispering, and some people are secretly showing a sarcastic smile.
I haven't done anything, so why should I be embarrassed with you?
Yo yo yo!
What a success!
In the center of the venue, the woman had no sense of shame and was still performing on her own.
Looking at her disciples and grandchildren, they were beaten to the point of death just now, but now they are all standing in line behind her in full swing.
If you have this free time, what could you do?
Fortunately, the woman's performance time was over and she left the stage under the guidance of the host.
Immediately afterwards, several more people came on stage to demonstrate, including those who performed Guandao and weapons training. The old monk who appeared at the end performed Shaolin Boy Kung Fu, which looked somewhat impressive.
After the demonstration session is over, the last thing to do is the actual combat.
Each side sends five people to the stage. There are no strict rules. The victory is based on knockdown or points.
"I've seen that person before!"
Zhang Chuzheng was watching boredly, and Yu Hai beside him suddenly said.
