Chapter 53 is irreversible

Culture represents the heritage and face of a country, nuclear weapons and hard currency are only material and military representatives, and a country with a strong culture also has an important position in the international community to a certain extent, which is an important representative of mankind tracing back to its origins. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Every country should have its own culture with its own national characteristics, and these cultures will represent the country to shine on the international stage and win glory for the country.

This is an opportunity that many people will value.

Although Wang Yao doesn't know much about the weight of interests in these adult worlds, he can understand the darkness of adults for profit.

When Wang Yao was very young, his adoptive father transmitted to him a kind of concept that people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, the heart of defense is indispensable, and the heart of harm is indispensable, and when he was ten years old, he followed a beggar on the street for a day, and let him see that those begging poor beggars in front of people, turning around and going underground, became the other side of perverse behavior.

His adoptive father told him that there are two sides to a person, and that nothing should be just scratched surface.

Since then, Wang Yao has not liked to deal with people very much, which is also the main reason for his withdrawn personality.

Li Zhuo, Wang Yao's impression of this person is that he is handsome, talks extraordinary, and his identity seems to be equal to Mao Weitao, he should be a good person, but he didn't expect that there would be such a side.

When Wang Yao was born, Murakami was also quietly looking at this thin teenage boy, there was nothing unusual about the boy's facial features, but a pair of eyes made people feel very bright, and his face was childish, looking like a teenager in high school.

But it was the vigorous and resolute methods of this teenager just now that made Murakami very surprised, because Wang Yao's passionate impulse that was not a teenager seemed to be an act with great confidence.

It seems that if he expected that he would do this, it would not bring him any consequences.

This made Murakami shudder a little, if this kid wasn't a demon, he must have an extraordinary identity, and the education he received was different from ordinary people, especially the kung fu that Wang Yao used to catch him just now.

has lived in Huaxia for more than ten years, and in this circle, Huaxia martial arts are naturally thunderous, and he himself also has Dongying's aikido foundation and some seeing foundations, and he is usually diligent in exercising, and he can also maneuver two or three in a normal man, Wang Yao can capture him in an instant, which can only show that this young man's martial arts are strong.

Combining all these conditions, Murakami can obviously guess that Wang Yao must have an extraordinary identity, especially when Wang Yao took out the folding fan from behind his waist and fanned the wind, Murakami's eyes shrank suddenly.

The literati are good fans, and the fans, especially the folding fans, are of great significance to the Chinese cultural circle, which is equivalent to the jade seal of the ancient emperors, especially the portable folding fans of some old literati, which are naturally of great significance.

The folding fan has two sides, and there are generally two kinds of pictures. History on the one hand, reality on the other. One side of the landscape, the other side of the blank, left for future generations to think.

Therefore, the picture on the fan surface of a folding fan is very important.

Some people are good at words, the fan is the inscription of the great calligrapher, some people like Danqing, and the fan is hand-painted by the Danqing master.

But there must be a seal on the fan surface, which represents the identity of the owner.

Everyone in the opera industry knows that Master Mei likes to paint calligraphy and painting, especially painting plum is a must in the industry, and it is difficult to find a thousand gold, Wang Yao unfolded the folding fan, and there is a formal picture of plum blossoms floating in zero, because of the age, the colors on the picture have a sense of historical vicissitudes.

However, the seal on the fan that made Murakami's name frightened, the seal of Young Master Mei, he naturally did not fail to recognize it.

At this time, Murakami finally remembered that when he visited Young Master Mei in the morning, the little boy who had kept his head down was Wang Yao.

Murakami gasped, thinking that Wang Yao's identity was really different from ordinary people, at least he had a relationship with Young Master Mei, otherwise Young Master Mei would not have given him a personal folding fan.

Wang Yao did deliberately take out the folding fan, just to confuse Murakami, but after fanning it twice, Wang Yao found that this fan had a strange fragrance, which was really good, but he fanned it twice and didn't go back to his waist, because there seemed to be another group of people not far away, and the leader was Zheng Xixi.

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking that it was probably Zheng Jingjing's complaint, Wang Yao smiled heartily.

"Wang Yao, are you okay. Zheng Xixi walked over and frowned at Wang Yao, who was sitting on the stool, looking at him anxiously.

"It's okay, why is Sister Zheng here. Wang Yao asked pretending to be surprised.

"Mr. Murakami. Zheng Xixi looked at Murakami next to Wang Yao and said hello.

"Are you?" asked Murakami, with a slurred tongue.

Listening to Murakami's big tongue, Zheng Xixi was stunned for a moment, then reacted and smiled, "I am a staff member of Xingfeng Technology, my name is Zheng Xixi." ”

Murakami nodded, Xingfeng Technology is one of the investors in this exchange meeting, "Hello, Miss Zheng." ”

Zheng Xixi smiled, "You guys?"

"It's nothing, Mr. Murakami asked me to talk about the rehearsal of Yue Opera. Wang Yao smiled at the corner of his eyes.

Murakami was stunned, a little unhappy in his heart, being pinched by a little hairy child's nose is an insult to any adult, but he can only come along, after all, he can't be ashamed.

"Yes, Mr. Wang's skills are amazing. Murakami smiled and said.

"Oh. Zheng Xixi nodded with a smile and didn't debunk it, "Then I won't bother, I'll go in and have a look." ”

After speaking, Zheng Xixi left a few black-clothed bodyguards and pushed open the door of the backstage of the stage.

"Sister. Zheng Jingjing, who was anxious, saw Zheng Xixi push the door in, and quickly stood up.

"What's the situation?" Zheng Xixi frowned and asked suspiciously, "How is it different from what you said?"

"What's going on outside?" Mo Ke asked curiously.

"It's said that it's discussing Yue Opera. Zheng Xixi said.

Zheng Jingjing raised her eyebrows slightly and smiled unconsciously.

"Who said that?"

"That Dongying man. Zheng Xixi said.

"It seems that Wang Yao has really taken it?" Mo Ke chuckled, "I can't see it, he's really powerful." ”

"What the hell is going on?" asked Zheng Xixi with a frown.

Mo Ke recounted what happened in the background just now, and when he heard Wang Yao subduing the tall Murakami with one move, Zheng Xixi looked incredulous, "Really?"

"Didn't that Dongying man speak badly? Mo Kejiao smiled and said, "You don't know how handsome that kid was at that time." ”

"Unthinkable. Zheng Xixi blinked, his face full of disbelief.

Wang Yao outside did discuss Yue Opera with Murakami, mainly because Wang Yao was promoting Yue Opera, because he knew that Murakami was a judge.

Murakami was very depressed, he was so embarrassed by Wang Yao just now, and he was going to be safe in a blink of an eye, he only felt aggrieved, but he was really convinced again that Wang Yao really had a lot of background, because his understanding and interpretation of the play were very professional.

Murakami has been invading the Chinese and Dongying opera circles for more than ten years, and he can naturally hear what is professional.

But another problem bothered him.

"Let me ask, what was your kung fu just now?" finally Murakami asked the question.

"Tai Chi. Wang Yao said calmly.

Murakami was stunned, "You are so young, you can use Tai Chi to such an extent?"

"You are a Dongying person, and you speak Huaxia so well. Wang Yao smiled.

Murakami raised his eyebrows slightly, "If we have time, let's have a discussion." ”

"Forget it, I'm still a kid. Wang Yao grinned innocently.

Looking at Wang Yao's innocent smile, Murakami wanted to punch him, but he was afraid of being subdued by Wang Yao again.

Because he knows Tai Chi, the power of Tai Chi, to overcome rigidity with softness, irreversible.