After Nie Feng's video of nailing ants was played on Douyin, it immediately caused a strong response, and the click rate jumped up one by one.

In order to meet the strong call of the vast number of people who eat melons, the fat man dug deep into Nie Feng.

It has successively launched small videos that are popular with the masses, such as cutting grasshoppers with a quick knife, cutting watermelons with a quick knife, and cutting apples with a quick knife.

In the middle of the night, a full golden moon hangs in the sky.

Below is the sandy area by the river, with yellow, yellow, green and green weeds and small unknown flowers.

A chicken was leisurely foraging for food in the sand, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy next to him, holding a sharp knife in his hand, quietly approached.

The chicken was frightened, flapped its wings, and as soon as it turned around, it fluttered above the boy's head, and with a wave of the boy's hand, blood splattered, and the chicken's head flew into the air.

This young man is Nie Feng.

This video of "Yue Heifeng High School Sophomore Boy Angrily Cutting the Head of a Chicken" has achieved unprecedented success on Douyin, with a click rate of more than three million, if it weren't for Nie Feng always facing away from the camera, he might have become an Internet celebrity.

"Xiaofeng-san, this is your bonus. That afternoon, the fat man transferred a sum of money from his mobile phone to Nie Feng. "I've been filming Douyin for the past two weeks to make money. ”

"So much?" Nie Feng looked at his phone, there were two thousand yuan, and he was a little excited.

"Everyone has a share in the size of their contributions, and of course you have the most. The fat man said.

"Wan Xian'er is 1,500 yuan, Wen Xiaobing is 800 yuan, and I only took 600 yuan. ”

The fat man always keeps a low profile, in fact, counting the fancy account he reported, the fat man himself should have been ranked first a long time ago.

Nie Feng didn't listen carefully, put on some poses, played some tricks, and actually earned 2,000 yuan, which was much better than going out to do a small job by himself.

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The registration results were soon announced, and more than 20,000 candidates in the city filled in the application, but only 90% of the students passed, which means that more than 2,000 people were eliminated before the primary election.

Before the primary selection began, 2,000 applicants were swiped out, so you can imagine how high the elimination rate of the official examination will be.

This time, the registration qualification review is very strict, mainly because of the family background, serious illness history and failed to pass, and of course, many candidates who have falsified the data have also been brushed down.

In Wen Yun's words, now is the era of Internet big data, and everyone's real information has long been clear.

If you still conceal the truth and falsely report data, you will not be able to pass the threshold of integrity, and if you become a martial artist in the future and have super ability, it is difficult to ensure that you will not cause greater harm to society.

Hearing these words, the fat man wiped his cold sweat beside him, fortunately he didn't have a fluke mentality when filling in, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to pass the registration level.

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"Nie Feng posed, exposed his back, raised it a little, OK, that's it!" On this day, with the encouragement of the fat man, Nie Feng took a small video again.

Nie Feng took off his shirt and pointed his back at the camera, the criss-crossing scars on his back made the fat man gasp first, and then he couldn't help laughing.

It turns out that if you look closely, this scar does look like a capital "demolition" word.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now we will perform the Shaolin hard qigong that has been lost for a hundred years!" the fat man began to explain beside him, spat flying.

"I don't see it, I don't see it! It's a brick, a real brick. ”

In order to increase the authenticity of the performance, the fat man used a hammer to knock the brick in his hand into two pieces and show the section to the camera.

"Everyone keep your eyes open and look carefully, look carefully!" he said, slapping the bricks in his hand towards Nie Feng.

"Oh,, Nima's!" Nie Feng was in pain, glaring at the fat man angrily, just now the fat man slapped the brick and missed his head and slapped him on the ribs.

The fat man hurriedly apologized, this is a money-earner, don't anger him, in case the strike goes away, his hard work will be in vain.

The camera switched, the fat man lifted the brick again and slapped it on Nie Feng's back, one time was not enough, a few more shots, Nie Feng's back turned red, and it instantly returned to the same as before.

"Don't you see it, the real hard qigong is like a fake!"

"Now, let's take a stick and try again. The fat man said, picking up the wooden stick that had been prepared.

The stick is as thick as a baseball bat, with a sleek body and a delicate and tight wood.

The fat man raised the wooden stick and hit his back a few times, but Nie Feng didn't say a word and accepted it calmly.

Even the fat man was a little surprised at this time, he really didn't expect Nie Feng's hard qigong to be so powerful.

The Xuanxuan on his back, Nie Feng didn't figure it out by himself, and he didn't tell the fat man, he just said that he had practiced hard qigong before.

The video was filmed intermittently for two hours, and it was late when I went back.

Passing by the clinic at the end of the alley, where the door was still open, I heard him chatting with the masseuse named Xiaohui from afar, which made the woman giggle from time to time.

If it was in the past, Nie Feng would definitely tease, but today he was a little tired, so he was broad-minded and smiled.

When I returned home, my grandmother had already cooked the food and put it in the pot to heat it, and when she saw Nie Feng, she couldn't help but complain.

The two had dinner, and Grandma was going to take a walk in the alley as usual, and Nie Feng took out five hundred yuan from his body.

"Grandma, you take it. ”

"Xiaofeng, where did this come from. "The family is not financially well-off, and the pocket money given to Nie Feng is usually small, but I didn't expect my grandson to be able to come up with a sum of money.

No matter how poor the family is, my grandmother can do it right, and she will never ask for money from unknown sources.

"Going to work again?" "Since transferring the fish stall to others a few years ago, in order to subsidize the family, Nie Feng often goes out to do small jobs, and at that time, his grandmother strongly objected, thinking that he would delay his studies, but since Nie Feng got his grades back, and he also used the holiday time, he acquiesced in this matter.

"And the fat man made some promotional videos for the school, and the school sent them. ”

Nie Feng didn't say anything about Douyin, and her grandmother didn't understand it, saying that doing things for the school was also a relief for her, isn't it still a bad thing to do things for the school!

After his grandmother went out for a walk, Nie Feng cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and when he sat on a chair to rest, he found that his shoes were broken.

This is a pair of sneakers, although some days have passed, but they are also strong, and they have never been broken.

When I picked up the shoe and took a closer look, I found that the sole of the shoe was covered with cracks, and with a little force, it cracked into several pieces.

Nie Feng suddenly had a hunch, this is the force that the fat man slapped his back today!

I have been wondering, the fat man slammed his back, and he didn't hurt much, according to the relationship between physical force and reaction force, so where did this force go?

It turns out that it has been transferred down the thighs to the soles of the feet!

"Fatty, hit me hard in the back. At the end of class the next day, Nie Feng called the fat man and Wen Xiaobing outside.

"Ha, it wasn't enough to be beaten yesterday, you were the one who found the abuse, don't blame me. This kind of request is naturally gratified.

"You don't have enough strength, change the little soldiers!" Nie Feng said, the fat man had a fat body, but the punch strength was still too weak.

Wen Xiaobing naturally knew that Nie Feng had practiced the so-called hard qigong, and he was not polite, and hit the opponent in the back with a straight right punch.

Nie Feng's chest stagnated slightly, this was because Wen Xiaobing's punch was too fast and heavy.

He quietly let go of the right hand he was holding, only to see that the walnut in his hand had been shattered, which was the result of the transfer of power, but Wen Xiaobing's punch was too fast, and part of the strength passed through his chest before he had time to transfer.

After testing, Nie Feng basically concluded that the force acting on his back could be transferred to the surrounding environment.

If you think about it carefully, this situation happened after the word "demolition" appeared on your back.

I can't figure out the mystery of this, but it's a good thing.

I think of a martial arts novel I read when I was a child, there is a guy named Yang Dingtian, the existence of a special cow, a big move, he will transfer the moves fed to him by the opponent to others, that guy, walking the rivers and lakes is simply to meet the Buddha and kill the Buddha, and meet the god to kill the god.

Although his situation is similar to him, but the effect is far from good, and he can only transfer and decompose part of the force at present.

Perhaps, this exercise can continue to evolve, Nie Feng thought leisurely.