Zhenghe Martial Arts Hall.

The door plaque is tattered and the two wooden doors look disrepaired.

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

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

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

Tong Jiaxin wrinkled her nose and walked in with a flauntful face.

"Uncle Qin, Uncle Qin, I'm bringing someone to send you money."

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

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

His eyes were bright and bright, his hands were calloused, his face was old and rosy, and he had a goatee.

It's a bit like the Taoist bone fairy style in the novel.

"The Master of Qin Hall." Li Zitao clasped his fists as recorded in the novel.

"Don't mess around, you girl."

The owner of Qin first scolded Tong Jiaxin with a stern face, then smiled and said, "You are polite, sir, are you here to learn boxing or?"

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

After explaining the purpose of the visit, the owner of the Qin Pavilion was obviously a little surprised and pondered: "This is, martial arts are not operas, so how can they perform on the stage?"

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

The national martial arts became famous all over the world more than a hundred years ago. Times have changed, but no one knows it today. It just treats it as a flowery rumor in the countryside."

"Master Qin, this is a good opportunity to promote national skills!" Li Zitao was afraid of this kind of family opinion and conservative thinking.

Why did national martial arts make people criticized and become jokes of self-deprecating people in later generations? It is not unrelated to the fact that one is self-confidence.

Master Qin was actually already moved, but he was afraid that the old stubborn people in the door sign would learn about this, so he came to the door to cry, make a fuss, and hang himself.

Don't think they can't do it, how will he, as a junior, deal with it.

Seeing that he was hesitant, Li Zitao said, "Why, let's see if there are qualified candidates first?"

Master Qin also reacted, right!

The candidate has not been decided yet, and they may not be able to look down on his disciples. I wonder if it is so far away, wouldn’t it be a mediocre person to bother you?

"Okay, I don't know what sir is calling me?"

"Li Tao."

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

The students immediately stopped and looked at Li Zitao in a suit and tie with big eyes curiously.

"This is Mr. Li, come here to pick people...ah, that." Master Qin looked at him and whispered: "Mr. Li, do you have any hard requirements?"

Li Zitao thought about it, took off his suit and handed it to the quiet Tong Jiayao: "Help me carry it, thank you."

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

"Okay." Master Qin felt novel. Could this be a martial arts person?

But judging from his movements, his posture is not similar!

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

The soles of your feet are tilted 45 degrees, and your hands are swaying upwards, both front and back.

Master Qin frowned when he saw this strange posture. He really couldn't see where the other party came from.

Li Zitao was also not clear. He just learned and sold it as soon as possible according to the scenes in the video.

"Be beaten!" The moment the footsteps slide forward, twisted his waist and raised his legs, and rushed straight to the wooden stake.

Bang!

The wooden stake broke into two pieces from the middle, and the upper half flew straight out and smashed directly into the brick wall.

Li Zitao kept kicking sideways, looking at the collapsed wall with black lines on his face.

Damn it!

It's just a simulation of the action, and the wooden stake is too unsolid.

And this wall...a shoddy project?

"You are here to smash the situation." Master Qin said in a deep voice with a calm face and gloomy face.

"Well, Master Qin, this!" Li Zitao put down his legs and wanted to explain.

"Let's go slowly, don't send me off." Master Qin waved his hand and turned around coldly.

Seeing that the other party clearly didn't want to listen to his explanation, Li Zitao burst into laughter and cried, asking Wang Kui to leave $500 as compensation, and the group quickly left.

"Huh~"

When I couldn't hear the footsteps, Master Qin's straight waist bent slightly, patted his chest and muttered: "Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough, otherwise I would have lost all my face today."

He kicked the wooden stakes that were practicing martial arts with one foot, and smashed the wall with force.

If he had a student with this kind of strength, he could still hide in Chinatown to teach boxing safely?

"monster!"

Murging softly, Master Qin put away the beautiful knife on the table, scolded the students with a stern face, "What are you doing when you stand there? Why don't you clean it up quickly?"

The students looked at each other, but they lowered their heads and clasped their fists and said, "Yes, Master."

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

...

"Did you do it on purpose?" After leaving the martial arts hall, Tong Jiayao looked at the distressed Li Zitao with a gentle smile on her lips.

"I really didn't mean it, I just wanted to show him the actions in the video...at most I forgot to restrain my strength. I am a natural person."

"So do you need the role you need to behave like you just now?" Tong Jiayao asked thoughtfully.

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

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

“???”

Charlie Lee became Bruce Lee. If it weren't for being reminded by Tong Jiayao, he wouldn't have thought of this.

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

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

"I think it's good too." Wang Kui knew his boss's strength, and he had been ravaged by the other party a lot over the years.

Moreover, that face is obviously not too good compared to the movie, and is even more handsome than them.

To be honest, if the boss chose to develop in the film and television industry, he would probably have been a movie champion for several times now.

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

He was used to being the mastermind behind the scenes, but suddenly he wanted to change his identities and stand in front of the stage. He was criticized by others. He just thought about it and felt so strange.

Moreover, he doesn't know any Chinese arts.

All I learned and used were "killing skills" and some boxing skills.

If the real Blues is gone, Jeet Kune Do will be ruined.

By the way, Jeet Kune Do was founded based on Wing Chun, boxing and fencing, and combining the strengths of many schools.

He knew a little about boxing and fencing. Wing Chun and his family's strengths were trying to deliberately make things difficult for me, Fat Tiger?

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

"Stop making trouble, I haven't earned enough food expenses next month!" Tong Jiayao muttered in a low voice.

The two sisters are now self-sufficient and roasted chicken. They bought them to satisfy their cravings after half a year. It is already a good day.
Chapter completed!