Fang Han thought of Li Tang's singing, and couldn't help laughing: "She actually likes to sing too, you can help her find a music teacher to train." ”

"I've found it." Qi Hairong nodded and said, "The best music teacher in the country, 10,000 yuan per class, scary, right?" ”

"How many classes are there in total?"

"About ten knots."

"Ten lessons can be taught?" Fang Han said with a smile.

Qi Hairong said: "Li Tang has read the book, she just needs to ask for advice, her understanding is very good, the teacher praised it, and she is ready to receive the meaning of the door." ”

"Which teacher?"

"Li Yufen." Qi Hairong said: "Have you heard of it? ”

Fang Han shook his head.

Qi Hairong glanced at him: "Teacher Li Yufen is full of peach and plums, if it weren't for my face, people might not be able to come!" ”

Fang Han smiled and nodded: "Your face as the boss of Tianyu is still big enough, when will Li Tang be able to become a teacher?" ”

"She has a good understanding and learns quickly, and she has already taken two classes when she is filming, and the effect is very good." Qi Hairong said: "She didn't sue you? ”

Fang Han shook his head: "Maybe it's to surprise me." ”

"According to teacher Li Yufen, Li Tang is a genius and was born to eat the bowl of rice as a singer, but unfortunately Li Tang has never made up his mind." Qi Hairong said: "She wants to concentrate on acting. ”

"People's energy is limited, and it is really not suitable to grasp both sides." Fang Han nodded.

Acting and singing, singing and singing, now pay attention to cross-border development, but this is often a helpless move when it reaches a bottleneck.

Li Tang's acting skills have reached the top, and what he needs is to continue to sharpen it. As if to increase life experience, acting can also sharpen the experience of actors, playing a role well is like experiencing a strange life, at this time, she should take on more plays.

There are not many scripts that meet Fang Han's standards, and Li Tang can play even less, so it is also appropriate to develop in singing.

But there is a status quo in the entertainment industry, people are easy to accept singing and acting, and it is difficult to sing if you are excellent. In the eyes of the people. Actors sing purely for fun, not for business, singers can act, but actors can't sing.

Li Tang really wants cross-border development. Most likely thankless. In the end, I have to come back to act in a gloomy way. Busy work in vain.

Qi Hairong and Fang Han discussed for a while, and finally decided to let Li Tang sing and see how he reacted. This singer talent show is the best testing ground.

――――

In the evening, at the beginning of twilight, Fang Han appeared in a helicopter on an island not far from the sea and sky, this island is not big, there is an observation station on it, and there are usually several sentinels.

As soon as he got off the plane, a thin and tall major officer greeted him and saluted: "Hello chief, Ma Qingfeng, the chief of the sentry on the island, please review the chief!" ”

Fang Han waved his hand: "You don't have to be so formal, what about the person I want?" ”

This Ma Qingfeng is an acquaintance, the deputy captain of the special operations team he commanded, and followed him across the border to kill.

"Twenty-four people are in line!" Ma Qingfeng said busily.

Fang Han said: "Go over and take a look." ”

"Yes!"

The helicopter's propellers came to a slow stop.

Ma Qingfeng took Fang Han to a valley, where twenty-four soldiers were practicing in the queue, and a burly major officer was shouting hoarsely.

Fang Han glanced at the twenty-four soldiers, who were still lazily unable to lift their spirits after being filled with the officer's magic voice, as if they hadn't woken up.

Fang Han turned his head to look at Ma Qingfeng: "How are these soldiers?" ”

"Report chief, it's not good!" Ma Qingfeng said loudly.

Fang Han shook his head and smiled: "Captain Horse, there's no need to be so serious, I'm not a soldier, so I just need to talk the same." ”

"Okay." Ma Qingfeng lowered his voice and said with a wry smile: "Chief, these guys are all soft noodles, and they can't be lifted!" ”

"Tell me about it." Fang Han said with a smile.

"It's not that they don't work hard, but their physique is too poor, their physique is weak, they don't have the ability to complete the training, and they don't train for too long, anyway, I've never seen such a bad soldier!"

"Well...... what about their minds?"

"They are all good soldiers, they work hard, they have the idea of working hard, they want to train their bodies well, and they come to the army to temper their bodies and minds." Ma Qingfeng nodded: "There are not many people who have such pure thoughts, and now they are soldiers for treatment." ”

"That's good." Fang Han nodded.

As a major officer who has risen from the bottom, it is no problem to find out the minds of the new soldiers, and his original standard is not only the body, but also the mind.

It is difficult for a person's mind to change, it is more difficult than the body, he asks himself that he has no ability to control his thoughts, and it would be terrible if he worked hard to train a traitor.

"Chief, we are going to enter secret training, what are we training?" Ma Qingfeng asked curiously.

Fang Han said: "Kung Fu! ”

Ma Qingfeng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Kung Fu?!" ”

Fang Han nodded: "Do it well!" ”

"Yes!" Ma Qingfeng replied loudly.

He has been looking forward to this day, since he was by Fang Han's side, seeing his superb skills and killing people, Ma Qingfeng flashed in his dreams countless times that he had learned kung fu and killed all directions.

Every man in China has a martial arts dream, which is a deep-rooted thing, a seed, and it is easy to take root and sprout once there is soil.

Ma Qingfeng knew that Fang Han's identity was kept secret, and the level was too high, and it was definitely not something that a small officer could climb, so he could only hide his desire in his heart, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to personally accept Fang Han's training and practice kung fu!

Another major officer is also Fang Han's acquaintance, Song Wenbang, who is a soldier of the special operations brigade who acted with him, a very brave person.

Both of them had made great contributions in that operation, and they did not care about their lives, and they had a lot of credit for mentioning the rank of major, and they were sent by Jiang He to Fang Han's side to assist.

Fang Han is proficient in tactics and kung fu, but after all, he is not a soldier, and someone needs to improve the details. Ma Qingfeng is delicate, Song Wenbang is brave and forward, and they are all good assistants.

Fang Han asked them to gather, slowly looked at everyone, and nodded, these people's physique is very sensitive, and they are people who are easy to be in harmony with heaven and earth.

It's not a good thing for a body to be sensitive, the weather changes, the body changes with it, or a cold or discomfort. But things are often mixed. With the same interests, such a physique is a good thing for cultivating kung fu, and it is easy to get angry.

Fang Han was too lazy to say, and only emphasized one discipline. Your identity will be kept strictly confidential. Out of this island, you are not allowed to talk about yourself. There is no such thing as himself.

Then Fang Han taught them a method, to practice their voices, to hang their voices like singers. And they need to shout loudly, shouting with all their might.

They only need to utter six words, similar to the Buddhist mantra.

Suddenly, there was a long hissing from the island, and they quickly became dumb and couldn't make a sound, even if they couldn't make a sound, Fang Han still asked them to insist on shouting.

One by one shouted with their voices open and their mouths open, they were all at a loss, is this a practice, isn't it a singer?

Fang Han saw that their confidence was not strong, so he summoned them over and demonstrated it, he let out a long shout, and everyone's bodies trembled, as if they had been passed on an electric current.

Fang Han stood in front of them and said, "This is the fastest way to get started with kung fu, the sound is not to practice your voice, but to use the sound to vibrate the internal organs and strengthen your physique!" ”

"This is a secret art, which has been passed down by word of mouth, and the chanting of ancient times is a kind of inheritance, and the effect of strengthening the body is very magical."

"Instructor, what's the name of this kung fu?"

"Tiger Roar." Fang Handao; "The Tiger Roar Technique is a secret technique for tempering the internal organs, you will have an experience after practicing for a few days, I will correct your pronunciation one by one, everyone's pronunciation is different."

This is born from the Dragon Xiao Technique, mixed with some of his secret methods and experiences, and he is very confident in the effect.

As he spoke, he asked everyone to come to him, and he pressed his palm against the man's vest to make his voice speak, and the speaker felt a stream of heat enter his body.

Fang Han asked him to pronounce again, and then began to correct his pronunciation, from the words to the pronunciation, to the tongue, teeth, and forceful parts one by one.

There are only six words of sound, but it is so detailed that it uses a lot of force, how loud the air flow rubs against the teeth, and which piece of flesh and bone in the face is forced.

Only then did they realize its subtlety, this was not something that could be learned by listening to it at all, without Fang Han's separate correction and teaching, it would not be possible to practice at all.

From evening to midnight, Fang Han had been correcting their pronunciation, so tired that they were exhausted, groggy and didn't know when they had fallen asleep.

When they woke up the next morning, they found that only two instructors were there, and the instructor Fang and the helicopter who taught Kung Fu were gone.

"Instructor Ma, where's Instructor Fang?" A weak young man asked in a hoarse voice.

He has long eyebrows and clear eyes, but his body is too thin, as if a gust of wind can blow it away, his name is Jing Zhen, he is a soldier from Haitian City, and his parents are famous rich men.

He looks weak, but he is very bold, has a good popularity, and has a tendency to be a squad leader.

"Jing is ashamed, Instructor Fang is very busy, he has already left!" Ma Qingfeng kept a straight face and said loudly: "Instructor Fang has instructions, continue to train in the queue in the morning, and dragon roaring in the afternoon and evening." ”

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, no matter who shouted at the top of their throats, they couldn't stand it all night, and it was a blessing to be able to rest for a while.

Song Wenbang shouted with a dark face: "Don't want to be lazy, you should know how important this opportunity is, start training now, gather!" ”

Everyone stood in line helplessly, and under Song Wenbang's loud and deafening slogan, they made mechanical movements, turned left and right, forward, and backward, walked in unison, and stood up for a while.

Today's sun is exceptionally hot, and there is no cloud in the sky, and without giving them a chance to breathe, their delicate bodies can hardly bear it.

They were very uncomfortable in the hot sun, sweating like rain, and their legs were shaking, but they persevered, and at noon, Song Wenbang "disbanded", and they fell to the ground one after another.

"Practice your voice right away!" Song Wenbang shouted loudly.

"Practice your voice!" Ma Qingfeng shouted: "This is the best time to exercise, Instructor Fang has ordered, everyone must practice for an hour!" ”

Everyone lamented, feeling that this is not practicing kung fu, it is a neuropathy, and the appearance of a group of people is too stupid, no wonder on this small island, it is afraid of scaring others! (To be continued......)