When the recording of the program resumed, Meng Fanzhu asked the first fighter to hold the thick cushion flat in front of his chest and lean closely, and the latter fighter pressed his hands against the former's back. So there was a picture of a thin teenager facing two tall and strong adults in the shot, and the difference in visual senses alone had already made all the staff on the scene feel that Meng Fanzhu was humiliating himself. Sun Yuhong clenched his fists, his cheeks were slightly red to cheer for the boy, although it was a recording and broadcasting, if it was not successful, he could lose it later, but he hoped from the bottom of his heart that he could succeed. Meng Fanzhu made a few stretching movements about three meters away from the two fighters, signaling that he could start. Seeing that the fighters were ready, they kicked the ground hard with the soles of their feet, their bodies crossed the distance of 3 meters like lightning, their waists bowed slightly, and they hit the thick pad hard with their left shoulders as the impact angle, and they only heard a 'boom', and the two fighters felt like they were hit head-on by a jeep, and then their bodies took off at the same time, entangled with each other and fell out of five or six meters, almost hitting the smoke machine in the corner of the studio.

Yang Deyuan was so surprised that he sprayed the mineral water he had just drunk on the monitor screen, and a word "I!" popped up in his heart.

I was still angry before, feeling dumbfounded by the two staff members who were underestimated by a child, and looked at the scene in front of me with a big mouth, glad that it was not me who was on stage now. Sun Yuhong exclaimed in surprise and stood up with her mouth covered with her hands, and the powerful visual impact shocked everyone.

Meng Fanzhu didn't expect this kind of result, the iron mountain he used was so powerful. Quickly ran over to pick up the two armed policemen and checked their bodies, the first armed policeman was not injured because of the protection of the thick pad, and the second armed policeman had some sprained right arm. Meng Fanzhu massaged him a few times with massage techniques, and apologized, "I didn't know this would happen before, I'm so sorry, your arm has some soft tissue contusions, I massaged you, there is no problem, don't exert yourself today and tomorrow, and you will be fine the day after tomorrow!"

Feeling sore, the armed policeman couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him, nodded and said that he was fine, and was surprised that such a big child not only has profound kung fu, but also understands traditional Chinese medicine, and the future will be amazing!

The camera faithfully recorded everything that happened on the stage, including Meng Fanzhu's massage techniques, although there were no people who knew medicine at the scene, but they were all highly educated talents, according to the boy's professional techniques, it was basically judged that Meng Fanzhu had certain skills in traditional Chinese medicine. Sun Yuhong feels that the boy in front of him is like a mine rich in gold, as long as you dig, you can always find different shining points.

After sending the two armed policemen off the stage, Meng Fanzhu sat back in his seat. Sun Yuhong asked, "Do you still know massage?"

"When I was in elementary school, I used traditional Chinese medicine to stop bleeding. Meng Fanzhu replied.

The two chatted about topics such as whether they would endorse some learning machines or memory-enhancing drugs, and Meng Fanzhu was most disgusted with these things, and said without hesitation that he would not. Half a month ago, there was really a health care product businessman who called a good memory, I didn't know what channel I used to find my mobile phone number, and asked if I could shoot an advertisement, and I opened my mouth to pay 10,000 endorsement fees, Meng Fanzhu hung up the phone without thinking about it, after this businessman was rejected and added to the blacklist, he also changed his number every day to harass, every time he heard his voice, Meng Fanzhu hung up directly, but he didn't fight these days, it is estimated that he changed the target, looking for someone who may agree.

At this point in the recording, it's almost over. Since more than 1 o'clock in the afternoon, there have been disputes, substitutions, revisions, poetry readings, and martial arts performances, and now it is more than 6 o'clock in the evening, and the material is enough to make a good program, and if you mix it with some water, there is no problem in editing it into two episodes.

Yang Deyuan was very satisfied with Meng Fanzhu's performance and Sun Yuhong's professional ability, and the actual effect had greatly exceeded his original expectations.

Meng Fanzhu is also very satisfied with today's recording, although there were some twists and turns before, but finally achieved his goal of coming to the TV station. At this time, the psychological pressure is gone, and nothing is light.

After finishing the recording, the crew was busy packing up the equipment and studio. Yang Deyuan proposed to invite Sun Yuhong, Meng Fanzhu and several column leaders to have dinner together, and discuss the post-production style of the show by the way. Meng Fanzhu politely refused, although he has a lot of experience in program production, but he is still low-key, I believe that with Yang Deyuan's professional level, the quality of the program will not be bad, otherwise Uncle Nine would not let him take over immediately after removing Director Zhang.

Sun Yuhong saw that Meng Fanzhu had no intention of participating in the dinner event, and she was a little reluctant, and she liked to chat with the sunny boy in front of her very much, and she wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to dig out the secrets of the boy, but now it seems that there is no play, so she did not accept Director Yang's invitation under the pretext that there is something.

Meng Fanzhu came home at exactly 7 o'clock, his father was watching "News Network" in the living room, and when he saw Meng Fanzhu entering the house, he smiled and said, "Okay, boy, for you, your ninth uncle has changed the director!"

I never thought my dad wouldn't know what happened today. So Meng Fanzhu shook his head and said, "Dad, don't fool me!" Uncle Nine must have his considerations, and besides, the director's ability and character are really not good, I think today I am an entry point, giving Uncle Nine a legitimate opportunity to do it, my pondering and pondering how to get some benefits, I can't be in vain." ”

The father patted his son on the shoulder with satisfaction, "Okay, Duoduo has grown up! Don't think about it, your ninth uncle called me and said that he had prepared a gift for you, which is a thank you gift for today's incident. Come back so late, you haven't eaten yet, I'll leave it for you, you change your clothes and wash your hands, I'll go and serve it to you. With that, Dad walked to the kitchen.

Looking at his father's back, Meng Fanzhu's heart was warm, and his family was always the one who cared about him the most. They are happy and proud of themselves when they have achieved results, and they worry and share in their own problems when they encounter them.

At dinner, Mom and Lele both gathered around Meng Fanzhu to ask about today's recording, knowing that after the broadcast on the satellite channel of Long Provincial TV at 8:30 p.m. on Sunday, Mom was busy calling the four elderly people and relatives and friends.

After dinner, Meng Fanzhu returned to the bedroom and continued to write "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty".

On Saturday, June 26, during the morning exercise, Meng Fanzhu found that he was in a particularly good state today. When standing on the Liangyi pile, I felt two streams of heat that were fine into the hair rising from the soles of my feet, slowly entering the perineum along the meridians of the calves and thighs, and then reaching the abdomen, infiltrating the internal organs, and all the internal organs were also like ushering in spring, reviving, becoming warm, and slowly the entire abdominal cavity became warm. I don't know if it's an illusion, Meng Fanzhu felt that the large and small intestines and stomach seemed to begin to move slightly, driving the spleen and liver to collide with each other, like a massage. The lungs seem to have removed a layer of diaphragm, becoming more and more permeable, and the capacity has become much larger, and every breath makes me feel comfortable. In particular, the two kidneys feel that about half of the heat flow is directly poured into them. This is a precursor to great progress in his skills, Meng Fanzhu was not surprised, nor did he move blindly, and continued to follow the feeling of his body, gradually letting go of his heart, guarding his consciousness and mind, and gradually cutting off his perception of the outside world. With the deep inhalation and slow exhalation of the abdominal deep breathing method, the kidneys seem to be full of energy, and begin to follow the rhythm of breathing, sending heat to the dantian one by one. Soon the dantian was also full of energy, and the heat flow continued to fill the Tanzhong acupoint slowly upward along the Ren vein, and gradually reached the Baihui acupoint, where it circled to find an exit. At this time, Meng Fanzhu was like a fetus in amniotic fluid in the dark sea of consciousness, and his body naturally entered the state of fetal breath. I don't know how long it took, a "ding dong" sound, as if a drop of water had dropped into the calm water, and the heat flow finally broke through the barrier of the Baihui acupoint and entered the Du Mai. As if the flood discharge of the reservoir gate was opened, Meng Fanzhu felt that a line of fire went down the spine from top to bottom with an unstoppable momentum to the perineum, and the two veins of Ren Du were connected!

(End of this chapter, read the next chapter)