Chapter 134 What the Fuck Are You Going to Do?

At the end of the 'Dachengquan' performance, there was applause from the audience. The applause was not earth-shattering, but it was just for fun. After all, for people nowadays, what's so interesting about these things, it's not as interesting as juggling.

Backstage.

Ding De wiped the sweat from his forehead, and it finally ended perfectly. In his opinion, it was perfect without any problems.

Off the field!

Vice President Guo sat next to the leader and applauded persistently. Yes, it was really good. The opening was perfect. As long as the following program continues, this show will end perfectly. Then he took a look at Lin Fan and the others. Position, as long as this kid doesn't make trouble, when he saw that kid applauding, he already understood that this kid didn't dare to make trouble.

Lin Fan said to the children: "Look, as long as you get on the stage, don't treat the people below as adults."

children:"……."

I have to say that the students trained by Ding De are still very good. There is no negligence in the performance and it is very enjoyable. Of course, this is only his own idea, and others are not like this.

offstage.

"It's not very interesting, it's the same every year."

"Hey, it's just for a walk, what more can I ask for?"

"Those foreign guests are so excited to watch. They still want to invest in China's first professional martial arts academy, and they want to come up and sprint for a second book. It feels like a dream."

"hehe……."

live streaming.

"I am Nima,

Who can tell me that this is the quintessence of our country? Not dancing? "

"Upstairs, you are enough, some look good."

"It's really boring. This performance seems to be the same thing, but why does it feel a little weird?"

"The channel was changed, I was so convinced, I thought there was some wonderful performance."

In fact, netizens have the most tricky tastes. They don’t care about what you do. If you don’t look good, you don’t look good.

Backstage.

Wang Yunjie nodded, "Old Ding, it's not bad. It seems that the best show must be you."

Ding De waved his hands modestly, "My students are just average, how can I catch up with you."

Wang Yunjie smiled and didn't refute, as if it was useful, he was very confident, the best show in this show must be his Yang Family Tai Chi, as for everything else, he had to stand aside.

The host is on stage.

Male: The Chinese nation has a long history and countless cultural treasures, among which Tai Chi culture is the foundation.

Female: What is Tai Chi? (The host paused for a moment, then gestured with his hands while speaking), in layman's terms, Tai Chi is a circle, and Yin and Yang are inside it.

Man: Based on Tai Chi culture, it has been established for more than 400 years. It can be used for fitness, self-defense, self-cultivation, and appreciation of taste.

Female: Next, we invite students from the Shanghai Martial Arts Association to perform Yang's Taiji - Xinjia Erlu.

Lin Fan raised his brows, Wang Yunjie and those students came on stage, Tai Chi is the representative of Chinese national quintessence, at this moment, everyone cheered up, and the key program came.

Vice President Guo in the audience whispered to the foreign guests, as if he was explaining the origin and history of Yang Style Tai Chi. The foreign guests nodded frequently and were very interested.

Wang Yunjie shouted to the students: "Cheer up to me."

Studio.

"It's interesting, Tai Chi..."

"Look at the first hair, it's soft again."

"Hehe, what you said seems to be true, how do you know it will be soft?"

....

time flies…….

"The big brothers above, I was wrong, they are really soft."

"hehe."

"It's really disappointing. Looking at these, I might as well go to the park and watch grandpas and grandmas doing Tai Chi."

"This is a martial arts show. It's exciting enough to break a big stone in the chest."

"I really don't know how those people at the scene can sit down. Could it be that they are bored?"

Vice President Guo pointed at the students on the stage, talking with the foreign guests, and the smile on his face grew stronger. This time, there was no problem with the performance, it was perfect.

From an insider's point of view, the movement is indeed no problem, but the energy is lacking.

And these foreign guests don't understand this, what they need is that kind of visual effect, in their opinion, this Yang's Tai Chi is not as good as the previous show.

The foreign guest said with an awkward accent: "Why is this Tai Chi so soft, it's not shocking at all."

Vice President Guo smiled awkwardly, and then said: "Tai Chi is like this, don't look at the softness, it has hidden strength, use softness to overcome rigidity, and use strength to fight strength."

The foreign guest asked in doubt? : "An Jin, is it the internal strength? Is it the internal strength that can knock people flying at once? I have communicated with Teacher Yan Fang, and I wanted to try it, but it didn't work out."

What else can Vice President Guo say at this moment.

Dark energy!

Internal strength!

You have read too many novels, but the other party is a foreign guest, Vice President Guo can only smile awkwardly. At first, he was satisfied with Wang Yunjie's program, but now he is not very satisfied. Why don't you have some shock? A little bit of action.

The leaders who participated in the show this time, there are the second in command and the third in command in Shanghai. They come to watch the show for work. They know better than anyone else what is going on, but they can't say anything, because this is the quintessence of the country, even if there are They can't talk about the problem, because the consequences of overthrowing the quintessence of the country may not be something they can handle.

The second in command and the third in command sat there without saying a word, with no expression on their faces, and then looked at the time, it was still some time before the end.

Backstage.

Wang Yunjie looked at the students very satisfied, "Well, very good, there is no problem with the movement."

The students smiled happily, "Teacher, are we geniuses? We have only been training for a month."

For these students, Tai Chi is just that. They have memorized all the movements, and they can be regarded as a master of martial arts.

Wang Yunjie nodded, "Well, they are all geniuses."

The students smiled, feeling very proud in their hearts, and then they arrived not far away, forming a group, chatting and chatting about things that almost happened on stage.

What shoes almost fell off.

What almost can't remember the next action.

What rhythm almost became faster.

wait…….

Time passed quickly, Lin Fan looked at the program on stage, and this was the last program.

Lin Fan got up and walked towards the host lounge behind the stage.

Inside the lounge.

The two hosts drank water, chatted, and waited for the end of the show on stage. Although the show was not long this time, they were under a lot of pressure. After all, the leaders of the Shanghai Metropolis were all sitting in the audience. If there was a mistake, they would have to Unlucky.

Lin Fan pushed the door open and entered.

The male host asked suspiciously, "Who are you? Outsiders are not allowed to enter here."

Lin Fan smiled slightly, "I am the chairman of the Wushu Association, come here to have a look."

Knowing the other party's identity, the male host relaxed his vigilance, "Hello, no outsiders are allowed in here, and the show will end soon, please return to your seat."

Lin Fan showed a smile, "Well, I know."

Hostess: "The show is over, it's time for us to go on stage."

The male host nodded.

But suddenly, Lin Fan took a step forward, grabbed the microphone, and ran towards the stage.

The host was shocked and shouted immediately, but it was of no use.

Vice President Guo looked at Lin Fan's position at this time, but found that the boy was gone. He was shocked and had a bad premonition.

And when they looked at the countertop, people were dumbfounded.

A guy walked like flying and rushed directly to the stage.

Vice President Guo cursed in his heart.

What the hell are you doing?

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