Chapter 177 HELLO, Brother Shu!

At the entrance of the catering company, Zhang Yuan looked at the short, silly-looking boy in front of him with a smile.

The other party looked at him unfriendlyly, and he was afraid that he was regarded as a hooligan who was here to cause trouble.

Zhang Yuan pulled out an unopened box of Zhongnanhai from his pocket, tore off the plastic wrapping, knocked on the box, took out a cigarette with his lips, and then handed the box to the person in front of him.

"Brother Shu, would you like one?" he joked.

The person in front of you is none other than Wang Baoqiang, the “grassroots king” who would later become famous and win major awards at home and abroad!
In the entertainment industry, everyone has a special skill.

Appearance, talent, communication, family background...

There is a "Grandpa-like" artist named Miss Han who talks about her grandfather every day.

There are green tea "teacher" and "architectural designer" like Miss Jiang who likes to give herself titles.

There is Mr. Gao, who was a "romantic talent" when he was young and a "well-known public intellectual" when he was old.

In short, everyone in the entertainment industry is a talent and everyone has "unique skills".

But Wang Baoqiang, who came from a poor family, had a special skill that others could not learn, nor wanted to learn...

sincere!

Some people in China imitated the well-known overseas award for bad films, the Golden Raspberry Awards, and organized an award ceremony called the "Golden Broom", which is specifically for awarding bad films and their participants.

Wang Baoqiang is the first first-line artist to attend the event and go on stage to receive the award in person in the nine years since the award was founded.

At the award ceremony, he sincerely apologized for his work "Journey to the West: Conquering the Demons 2".

He is the only one in the whole of China.

After all, sincerity is the ultimate weapon!

The same is true for the Golden Raspberry Awards overseas. Halle Berry and Sandra Bullock both won the Oscar for Best Actress in the same year they took the stage to accept their awards at the Golden Raspberry Awards.

A true warrior dares to face the bleak life.

A real actor dares to face his own failure.

So they are all movie queens.

But most actors would not even stand at attention to get beaten, they would just hire their own army to attack the other party if they were scolded.

Therefore, Wang Baoqiang, this "fool"-like actor, is even more precious.

The four words "great wisdom appears foolish" seem to be specially tailor-made for him.

Zhang Yuan calculated that this person was born in 82, which would make him 21 years old this year, but he looks like he is 2 years old.

Faced with the cigarette handed to him by Zhang Yuan, Baoqiang remained indifferent and became more cautious.

"What do you do? Let me tell you, I have practiced Kung Fu and I am not afraid of you!" He lowered his head, breathing heavily, looking ready to attack.

Zhang Yuan chuckled: "What a coincidence, I have practiced it too."

"How about we compete?"

"You have practiced it too?" Baoqiang asked in surprise.

His kung fu skills are totally useless. He can't use them even when he's an extra, and his body is almost rusted.

Now that something has been delivered to his door, he doesn't care about anything else and gets excited, so he doesn't bother with anything else.

He wiped his nose, his eyes flashed a few times, then he stretched his waist and was about to rush up.

"Slow down, don't be in a hurry."

Zhang Yuan thought to himself that Baoqiang was still a silly boy at that time, quite impulsive, and he was really good at fighting!
If a fight really breaks out, it's hard to say whether you'll win or not. It's not worth it to get hit a few times and get injured.

There is no need for me to "compete with him to determine whether he is superior or inferior, or to decide life or death".

After a little thought, he decided on a strategy.

"You haven't figured out what's going on yet, and you're going to start fighting?"

"You don't want to announce your family background?"

Baoqiang immediately performed a set of standard Shaolin boxing starting postures and shouted: "Northern Shaolin boxing, thanks!"

"We haven't fought yet. Thank you for letting me fight..." Zhang Yuan complained, and then deliberately put on a disdainful look: "So it's Shaolin Kung Fu, then there's no need to fight."

"Why!" Baoqiang finally found someone he could fight with, but the opponent suddenly backed down. Of course he refused.

"Shaolin boxing is too simple. I'm not interested."

"What did you say!" Baoqiang got angry immediately. He had studied it for several years and spent countless money.

"Forget about learning this thing. With my strength, I can learn it just by looking at it. There is no need to fight at all." Zhang Yuan sneered.

"Shut up, if you have the ability, practice it, don't talk nonsense!" Baoqiang's forehead was bulging with veins, and he was furious.

"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Zhang Yuan narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "How about this, you practice Shaolin boxing."

"I'll imitate it."

"Look for yourself to see if what I said is true."

"You wouldn't dare, would you?" Zhang Yuan asked provocatively.

Baoqiang was still young at that time, and he got excited after a little provocation.

"Why are you so afraid? I'll show you the beauty of Shaolin Kung Fu!"

Baoqiang thought to himself, I studied Kung Fu for six years, and you can learn it just by watching me?
How can it be!

After I finish beating you, if you still can’t learn, I will help you loosen up your muscles!
Baoqiang’s best skill is actually Shaolin Pictographic Boxing.

But he did not learn the "Big Five Forms", which are commonly known as the Five Shaolin Fists, namely the Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, Snake and Crane Fists.

He learned Praying Mantis Boxing.

His Praying Mantis Fist was quite good, but it pales in comparison to Master Yu Hai's Seven Star Praying Mantis Fist.

But no matter what, Baoqiang is very confident in his kung fu.

Although he was confident, he was not stupid. He would not show off his best skills to others, so he just planned to perform an ordinary set of Shaolin Long Fist.

Hurala!
With a punch, Wang Baoqiang broke through the air and leaped into the air, and the fight began!

Rise, fall, advance, retreat!

The moves are varied, hard yet gentle.

Reverse, side, retract, and extend!
The body is flexible, soft yet strong.

Zhang Yuan was standing nearby, nodding his head repeatedly as he watched.

"It turns out that he has real skills, not in vain."

Zhang Yuan made a rough estimate that if it were an actual fight, Bao Qiang would probably be only slightly weaker than Wu Jing, and the two could fight to a 70:30 odds.

Even though Bao Qiang only has 30% of the credits, among his peers in the entertainment industry, there is probably not much that can compete with Wu Jing.

If he fights with me, we should be evenly matched.

He has half a pound of gold, and I have eight ounces of brass...

Others have been practicing for six years, but I have only been practicing for half a year at most.

Fortunately, these crude warriors have muscles in their heads and are easily tricked.

After finishing a set of boxing skills, it was true that the young and strong were better at boxing. Without even taking a breath, he stood up straight and bowed to himself.

"It's your turn!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Zhang Yuan stretched out his index finger and shook it, mockingly saying, "You have a lot of kung fu skills, but you only have a fancy figure."

"What!" Baoqiang glared.

"Your boxing skills look good on TV, but not in real combat." Zhang Yuan stretched his muscles and said, "Let me help you improve them."

"Watch it, I'll only teach you once."

After saying that, Zhang Yuan started to move!

Why didn't he fight the opponent personally, but instead used imitation as a means of competition after provoking him?
Because he had learned the authentic inner door Shaolin boxing from Shi Xiaolong, and asked the other party to teach him for more than a month!
That is the authentic Shaolin Luohan Fist, which only direct disciples like Shi Xiaolong can learn.

Even if Baoqiang studied for another six years, he would still be a graduate of Shaolin Martial Arts School, not a direct descendant of Shaolin Temple. There is a fundamental difference.

Baoqiang was shocked when Zhang Yuan made a move!
The boxing he learned was mixed with a lot of Sanda and modern martial arts, as well as modern martial arts performances, but Zhang Yuan's boxing was completely different. Luohan boxing was about mutual promotion and mutual restraint, and things would turn into the opposite when they reached their extremes.

And the warrior himself should be in harmony with the principles of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

The upturned palm represents water, the upright palm represents wood, the flying palm represents fire, the clenched fist represents earth, and the hooked palm represents gold.

Every move must conform to the principle of the changes of yin and yang.

While imitating Baoqiang's boxing style, he incorporated the basics of Luohan boxing into it.

The originally somewhat exaggerated martial arts techniques immediately became extremely solid and effective.

Baoqiang was dumbfounded!
He, he...he really learned it!

its not right?
Not only did he learn it, but it also feels like his Shaolin Kung Fu is more Shaolin than mine.

Did I visit the wrong temple and go to a fake Shaolin?
Wang Baoqiang looked at it carefully, and the more he looked, the more shocked he became!

The attack is as fast as an arrow, and as slow as a cotton ball. With one move, the opponent succeeds, and the attack continues...

Zhang Yuan's movements were much smaller than his own, but his moves were continuous with very few flaws.

In comparison, although his own Kung Fu looked vigorous and exhilarating, it seemed exaggerated.

"How's it going? You've learned it pretty well, right?"

After finishing the fight, Zhang Yuan clasped his hands together, then took out a cigarette and lit it, acting as if he was calm and at ease like a master.

"You, where did you learn your boxing skills?" Wang Baoqiang's eyes were red and he couldn't believe it.

"I learned it from you. I told you, Shaolin Kung Fu is too simple. I can learn it just by watching it." Zhang Yuan thought to himself as he took a deep breath and exhaled a smoke ring.

Silly boy, it's so easy to fool!

Wang Baoqiang's forehead was covered with sweat. He didn't understand why the opponent was obviously learning but was better than him.

Pirated products are more authentic than genuine ones. Is there any justice in this world?
Is what I am learning pirated?
He wanted to find Songshan Martial Arts School and yell...

"RNM, refund the money!"

I have studied for six years, but others can learn it after just watching it once. What’s the point?

Zhang Yuan smiled secretly when he saw that the other party was confused.

It's like you have been practicing juggling a ball all your life, but then the kid next door breaks your record by juggling an orange. Would you not question your life?
"This doesn't count. Let's see the real deal with our own hands!" Wang Baoqiang's face turned red and white. He was furious and embarrassed, so he wanted to save face by doing it himself.

Zhang Yuan cursed in his heart.

"Fuck, is this guy so reckless?"

The martial artists he usually comes into contact with are all experienced people in the martial arts world and know what it means to stop when the time is right.

But Baoqiang was still young and hot-tempered at this time, and he rushed forward without caring about any agreement.

Zhang Yuan thought it was not good. He was pretending to be well, but if they fought, he might be exposed.

It's not like the advance preparation in the past, where I didn't prepare deliberately.

If I really do it, I'm afraid I won't end up with anything good.

He was just thinking about how to deal with it when suddenly a loud shout came from behind him, helping him out of the predicament.

"Fuck, what are you doing!"

The visitor was Zhang Yuan’s former roommate Zhao Jin.

He was arranging work in the store when he heard a noise outside, so he went out to see what was going on.

As a result, they found that Wang Baoqiang was furious and was about to fight with Zhang Yuan.

He took a few quick steps, jumped into the air, and kicked towards Baoqiang.

He has never practiced.

Bao Qiang has practiced it.

As a result, the other person dodged his attack by turning sideways.

There is a saying that goes, if you take too big a step, you may end up hurting yourself.

At this time, Zhao Jin put this old saying into practice very well.

I only heard a "stab!"
He missed a step and did a passive "split", not only did his crotch tear, but his hips were almost broken.

"Ah!!!" Zhao Jin screamed and fell to the ground immediately.

"Why are you pretending to be so cool when you haven't practiced before..." Zhang Yuan quickly helped him up, put him on the bench beside him, and massaged him with massage techniques.

[Received thanks from Zhao Jin, listening +1! ]

After more than ten minutes, he was able to walk with difficulty, and then looked at Zhang Yuan with an apologetic look on his face.

"Brother Yuan, I'll make him get out right now."

Zhao Jin said hurriedly.

Since owning this catering company, he can get several thousand or even tens of thousands of yuan in dividends every month. He doesn't have to go to the Beijing Film Studio to look for work or work as a clerk on the set. He also has more than a dozen subordinates to command. It's simply too good to be true.

His life changed dramatically.

However, he knew very well that all this was caused by Zhang Yuan.

He cherishes his current life very much, so he is afraid of offending his boss.

"Don't be in a hurry. First tell me where you found him from."

Zhang Yuan's reaction was beyond his expectations. He didn't seem angry at all.

"I told you before that after you left, I found a new roommate. Here, it's him."

"This kid has a bad temper and is very stubborn. He relies on his experience in Kung Fu to go to the gate of the Beijing Film Studio every day to pick on people."

"But he was not good-looking and not very smart. Soon he ran out of money to eat."

"He used to make money doing odd jobs at construction sites, but after hearing that I opened a box lunch shop here, he shamelessly came to help us."

"This guy doesn't have the ability to be a cook. He can only carry things and deliver goods."

Zhang Yuan recollected it, and it took him a long time to remember that Zhao Jin seemed to have really told him about such a person, probably when they were on the set of "The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber". However, he did not take it seriously and forgot about it completely.

(See Chapter 61 for details).

"Why are you still standing there? Come over here and call Brother Yuan!" Seeing that Zhang Yuan had no intention of blaming him, Zhao Jin quickly shouted towards Wang Baoqiang.

"Oh, you are Zhang Yuan?" Wang Baoqiang, who was almost kicked by Zhao Jinfei just now and was sitting there timidly, suddenly had his eyes brightened.

When entering the catering industry, Zhang Yuan's deeds are told every day.

After all, most of the people in the store have had experience of working in Beijing and making a living there.

They know very well how difficult it is to make a name for themselves in the capital's film and television industry without academic qualifications or connections!

However, it only took Zhang Yuan a few months to infiltrate various major film crews, and now he has acquired many industries.

In the eyes of these people, Zhang Yuan is simply a model of a migrant worker in Beijing!
"Gossip can make a person appear guilty," and "three people can make a tiger." In the process of spreading the rumor, it is already a bit exaggerated, but Wang Baoqiang just keeps listening to it every day.

Now, when he heard that "Brother Yuan" was coming, it was like thunder in his ears, and his body trembled.

"Brother!" Wang Baoqiang immediately assumed a posture that showed great dedication.

he thought.

It's true that hearing about someone is not as good as meeting him in person. He can play better than me just by watching him once. No wonder he can become a star!

"Brother, I want to be an actor. Please take me with you!" Wang Baoqiang said hurriedly, "I can do everything and I am willing to endure hardships."

Zhao Jinxin said.

Go to hell!

Why don’t you look in the mirror? You don’t even look like a human like me.

There’s no way Brother Yuan would care about you.

"Okay." Zhang Yuan replied.

Zhao Jin:......

(End of this chapter)