Chapter 19: One Million White Girls Every Year Is Not Enough
In the early morning of a new day, it was drizzling, and Wang Ren didn't waste time and went out with his schoolbag on his back.
He rented a bicycle by swiping his card at the bicycle kiosk next to the subway station near his home, and rode towards the gymnasium.
There was no way, Tashan Park was definitely not going, and the flat Nanhu Park was not good either, so he could only go to the farther Xixi Wetland Park.
The place there was big enough, there were not many cameras, and the tall trees were a natural concealment barrier.
In addition, the weather was cold, and the surrounding residents would not come to the Xixi Wetland Park, which was rich in moisture and even colder, to take a walk early in the morning.
Fifteen minutes later, Wang Ren came to Xixi Wetland and followed his memory to find a sparsely populated corner to start practicing.
Also in this morning, Wang Daqi, who came to the top of Tashan Park again, wanted to apologize to the "old predecessor" who had the secret of keeping his youth, but found no trace.
At this time, Wang Daqi just confirmed that the other party might really be the "master himself".
But if the other party is really less than 30 years old, but his cultivation is comparable to his father's, then what is the point of his martial arts practice for so many years?
"Alas."
Wang Daqi, who was a little confused, stood in front of the pavilion and began to practice Wang's Tai Chi.
Because of his uneasy mood, a circular wind circle formed around Wang Daqi as his internal force was agitated.
Not only the fallen leaves on the ground, but also the maple leaves on the trees were agitated and flew two meters away from Wang Daqi.
Perhaps because of his overly excited mood, Wang Daqi's internal force continued to accelerate, and more and more fallen leaves were affected by the periphery.
'Wow wow wow'
'This is a special effect. '
'The big windmill is turning and turning, the leaves here are so beautiful. '
'Zundu fake. '
'Is the master inside practicing Tai Chi? '
'Is this the Tai Chi I know? '
'Fake, definitely fake, definitely a special effect. '
'What's going on? The live broadcast also uses special effects. ’
‘The above is superficial. Our Chinese culture is 5,000 years old. It is normal to have some real kung fu inheritance. ’
‘I agree with the above. Just because we don’t know doesn’t mean that real kung fu doesn’t exist. ’
‘With this skill, the so-called black belt will cry for a long time if he is hit by a punch. ’
At the same time, Jie Jiaren, who was instigated by fans to continue looking for handsome guys doing morning exercises, came to Tashan Park again, but she took a temporary photo of Master Wang doing boxing.
The fallen leaves were flying all over the sky, and the trajectory of each leaf flying was different. This is much more realistic than the special effects in movies and TV dramas.
Especially Jie Jiaren and the other two who watched on the spot, their eyes widened.
And Wang Daqi, who was immersed in practice, kept moving, and Wang Tai Chi played several rounds in a row.
It was not until his inner mood calmed down that Wang Daqi stopped practicing and stood up. The fallen leaves fell gracefully from the sky. The upright figure in a green training suit was very consistent with the image of a hermit.
Wang's Tai Chi emphasizes moderation and peace, so naturally there are few so-called inner demons. Wang Daqi just used this to calm his mood and improve his state of mind.
Not to mention, after this round of training, he felt refreshed.
'666666'
The netizens watching the live broadcast kept saying '666'.
This natural image is definitely not something that can be created by the current 50-cent special effects.
And the number of people in the live broadcast room early in the morning has risen from 5,000 to more than 50,000.
"Master, I'm sorry, we were originally looking for a handsome man named Wang who was doing morning exercises, and we didn't mean to take pictures of you."
Seeing the sharp-eyed middle-aged man looking over, Jie Jiaren quickly apologized.
She knew very well that people with such real skills would definitely not be simple, and they must be sincere.
"No problem."
Wang Daqi, who originally thought he was being called a handsome guy, came to his senses and asked in surprise, "Do you know the person who did morning exercises here before?"
"Well, I met a handsome guy doing morning exercises the day before yesterday."
In order to show that she did not intend to take pictures secretly, Jie Jiaren showed her WeChat account.
"I wonder if you can send me this person's WeChat?"
Seeing the contact on the other party's WeChat homepage, Wang Daqi's eyes lit up and he made his request.
It's true that blessings come from heaven and come without any effort.
"Okay, but I have to add your WeChat first."
I didn't expect the other party to have such a strange request, and Jie Jiaren naturally would not refuse.
Not to mention, it is an unexpected gain to have such a real Kung Fu master as a friend.
"Okay."
Taking out the mobile phone he carried with him, Wang Daqi added the WeChat of this conscientious girl, and then saw the friend contact information pushed by the other party, clicked to add the other party as a friend, and waited for the "hermit master" to approve.
Having achieved his goal, Wang Daqi glanced at the ordinary bodyguard following behind him and said, "Little girl, don't run around so early in the morning. The security in Hangzhou is good, but it doesn't mean that all places are like this."
"Thank you, Master."
After hearing the kind reminder from the other party, Jie Jiaren nodded in response.
As a big internet celebrity with a monthly income of hundreds of thousands and a beautiful host in the financial industry, Jie Jiaren, who has high IQ and EQ, naturally pays more attention to her own safety and will not rashly do any dangerous live broadcasts.
"In that case, I'll take my leave first."
After a simple fist, Wang Daqi said goodbye and left.
Jie Jiaren, who stood in the same place, ignored the stupid netizens in the live broadcast room who asked the other party to punch again, and ended today's live broadcast with a calm attitude.
Is the handsome guy who can be valued by this real master also a real master?
Wang Ren, who was practicing in Xixi Wetland, didn't know about the top of Tashan Park, and finished two rounds of Huangji Triple.
At five in the morning, Wang Ren, who had recovered his spiritual power, listened to the birdsong around him and felt that he could practice again.
Perhaps, he could try it tomorrow.
"Well, who added my WeChat?"
When he scanned the code to pay for breakfast, Wang Ren saw the new friend information on WeChat and saw that it was recommended by the conscientious female anchor.
'Wang's Daqi', looking at this name, looks like the young man he met last night.
As for how the other party would let the conscientious female anchor push, Wang Ren's mind flashed a scene of 'the conscientious female anchor met Master Wang on the live broadcast'.
After thinking for two seconds, Wang Ren still approved the other party's application.
He is now equivalent to the eighth level of martial arts, and he will soon reach the peak of the world. He doesn't need to cause trouble or be afraid of trouble.
Moreover, the daily consumption of 7,000 yuan now is 2.6 million a year. The income of more than one million yuan from the white girl alone is definitely not enough to maintain his practice.
"Master, hello!"
At this time, Wang Daqi, who had returned to the martial arts hall, heard the WeChat notification sound and saw that the master had accepted his friend request, so he immediately sent a greeting message to the other party.
Since the other party might be the 'hermit master', he naturally couldn't call him 'little brother'.
"Hello."
A few minutes later, Wang Ren, who had returned home, was eating breakfast and looked at the greeting sent by Wang Daqi, and his eyes couldn't help shrinking.
Could it be that the person hiding in the dark saw his true cultivation? !