Jin Jia Wu Hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The name sounds like it is from Chinese martial arts.

However, the one who opened this martial arts gym was a real Korean.

And the content taught in this martial arts hall is also the traditional Korean taekwondo.

Yes, the director of this martial arts hall is none other than Kim Jong Kook.

"Curator Kim, we're taking our leave."

Several slightly sorry Koreans bowed to Kim Jong Kook and were about to leave.

Jin Zhongguo sighed helplessly and said, "Are you going to the kendo gym next door?" ”

When several people heard Kim Jong Kook say this, their faces turned red at first, and then, they also felt that there was nothing to hide, so they directly admitted: "Now is the era when the winner is king." You lost to Mr. Kameda, so there's no need for us to continue practicing with you. Anyway, you won't be able to practice anything. ”

"Bastard! Taekwondo is the essence of our Korean martial arts! And how can Japanese kendo be compared? Kim Jong Kook burst into muscles and said angrily.

"If taekwondo is better than kendo, why do you lose a mess in our gym and the kendo gym next door? Well, if the master loses, it's nothing, after all, the focus is on the apprentice. But the disciples of our pavilion didn't even win a game, what do you do and explain? ”

Kim Jong Kook was speechless when questioned.

His face was flushed, but he couldn't find the words to refute it.

After a long time, he waved his hand, hung his head, and said as if he was resigned to his fate: "Let's go......"

Those people didn't have any nostalgia, and excitedly took off their taekwondo uniforms, threw them on the ground, and rushed towards the kendo gym next door.

Kim Jong Kook picked up the taekwondo uniform on the ground, patted the dust on it distressedly, closed his eyes, and his expression looked extremely painful.

Just then, a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Kim Jong Kook here?"

When I looked up, there was a tall and trendy young man wearing sunglasses standing at the door.

Because he has been a private coach for many artists, Kim Jong Kook can see at a glance that the person who comes must be an insider.

"I am, what are you looking for me?" Kim Jong Kook sorted out his thoughts and said politely.

Wang Xiaofan took off his sunglasses and smiled at him: "It's nothing, I heard that Mr. Jin seems to have encountered some trouble recently, right?" ”

was originally in a bad mood, but when Wang Xiaofan said this, Kim Jong Kook's face became even more gloomy.

"If you come to laugh at me, I advise you to get out of here, I have a bad temper, if you provoke me, I don't dare to guarantee that you can walk out of this martial arts hall intact." Admiralty National Highway.

"Misunderstanding. I'm here this time, I want to ask you to be the host of a variety show, I don't know ......"

"Do you think that I was defeated by the Japanese next door, and my disciples ran away, so I had nothing to eat? Tell you! Taekwondo is my life! Go to your MA's variety show! Say it again, and I'll blow you up in the eye! Jin Zhongguo walked up to Wang Xiaofan and said angrily very close to him.

Although the 178cm tall is very tall, it is still a lot shorter than Wang Xiaofan, who is 193cm tall.

There seemed to be a smell of sparks in the air, and Wang Xiaofan knew that if he continued to talk about it, he was afraid that Jin Zhongguo would be really angry.

Still, will he be afraid?

"It's easy to promote taekwondo! As long as the show you host is popular, won't everyone know about your taekwondo gym? I can still ......"

Before Wang Xiaofan finished speaking, Jin Zhongguo lifted his collar and said viciously: "I warn you, I'm annoyed now!" What bullshit show, what host, I'm not interested in at all! Get lost! ”

Saying that, Jin Zhongguo pushed Wang Xiaofan hard.

He didn't dare to use all his strength, because he was just annoyed now and didn't want people to disturb him, and he didn't really want to hurt people, so he only used fifty percent of his strength.

It stands to reason that with his strength, even fifty percent of his strength is enough to push Wang Xiaofan to the last few staggers.

Unexpectedly, Kim Jong Kook pushed it over with one palm, but it seemed that he had hit a hill, and the huge reverse thrust made him almost unstable.

"Huh?"

Jin Zhongguo looked at it suspiciously, still smiling, and Wang Xiaofan, who was light-hearted, no longer had any spare strength, but used a lot of strength and pushed it over again.

Although taekwondo is a kung fu on the feet, it also pays attention to the balance of the body.

In addition, Kim Jong Kook privately exercises his biceps almost every day, and this palm, let alone an ordinary strong man, is a big buffalo, and he can be pushed down alive!

Wang Xiaofan still put his hands in his trouser pockets, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and one foot even touched the ground on tiptoe, looking like a hanger.

This standing posture, not to mention a strange man like Kim Jong Kook, can be easily pushed down by a little doll.

But when Jin Zhongguo's palm touched Wang Xiaofan's body again, he felt that his thrust disappeared without a trace like a mud cow entering the sea.

Jin Zhongguo was not convinced, put his hands on Wang Xiaofan's body, and pushed forward hard, but he couldn't push a step!

glanced up at Wang Xiaofan, and saw that the corners of Wang Xiaofan's mouth were curled even more.

"You, you still have to practice again."

Wang Xiaofan stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly on Jin Zhongguo's shoulder.

Kim Jong Kook only felt as if his body had been slapped by a big black bear, and the huge force made his body uncontrollably retreat several steps backwards, and finally fell to the ground and turned over a few times, which can be regarded as stopping.

Glancing up at Wang Xiaofan, Jin Zhongguo knew that he had met a master.

"What the hell are you here for! A master like you, you shouldn't be bored to come to a small martial arts hall like mine to find fault, right? Kim Jong Kook squinted and asked.

Wang Xiaofan took off his sunglasses very helplessly and said: "I really came to you to be the host, you are half an insider." Don't you really know me? ”

Kim Jong Kook looked at it fixedly, and he was also stunned.

Isn't this the hottest artist in South Korea now, Wang Xiaofan, the president of Warner Entertainment?

Could it be that he really came to him to be the host?

Wang Xiaofan explained the idea of the show "Runningman" to Kim Jong Kook in detail, and Kim Jong Kook determined that Wang Xiaofan was not here to find fault.

"Sorry, I was rude just now. I'm not really in the mood to be on your show right now, though. Kim Jong Kook said.

"Why? Isn't it just defeated once? You are a person who practices martial arts, do you still take victory and defeat so seriously? Wang Xiaofan wondered.

"It's not like that. Hey, it's a shame to say. You know that I teach taekwondo, but since I came to the house next door to teach kendo, my life has been very restless. ”