Chapter 110: Black History
Mu Qingyun didn't hurry to show all the beautiful moves she knew, and didn't forget to guide Yun Duo'er.
Behind the curtain, Si Le and the others all came over to watch the excitement, and Si Yan smiled so much that he showed his eight snow-white teeth: "I don't know if Yun Yatou is stunned at this time?"
This time, Mu Qingyun clearly not only wanted to be beautiful, but also looked at Yun Duo'er's most beautiful and elegant moves.
"This little junior sister of your family has made great progress, not to say that she is subtle, I see her in this battle, and when I meet her in the realm of truth, maybe if she is not careful, she will be broken and sunk in the sand."
Obviously, the last time in the Anbang Ding National Competition, these two girls fought, she beat the clouds, and there was a kind of sluggishness that was not easy to stop.
Su Hang said coldly, "Mu Luosheng."
Yes, Mu Luosheng is to seek the truth.
People are already characters who can fight for the truth.
Si Yan sighed, "Jealous!"
Mu Qingyun and Yun Duo'er counted the time, fought for seven or eight minutes, and then suddenly stopped and saluted with fists.
In an instant, the eyes of all the players present lit up amazingly.
Sun Yuzhi: "......"
After a while, Sun Gongzi squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "It's just a fist and embroidered legs, what a thing!"
Zhang Xiuxiu: "......"
Could it be that the stepmother really taught the crop handle?
She's a cheap sister, did she learn real kung fu back then?
Zhang Xiuxiu thought about it for a while - in the first few years after Yue Ling got married, she was not without nostalgia for her previous life of singing.
After having Zhang Qingqing, she often taught her to hang her voice and also taught her to practice.
It's just that her father didn't like her dancing and swordsmanship very much, and she practiced less and less, and gradually, the family forgot that she was also a peerless opera master.
Speaking of which, I haven't heard her sing seriously for several years, and I only occasionally sing a minor tune, and I am worried when I listen to it.
Zhang Xiuxiu has always felt that there is no smart person in the family except her, her father is a rotten wood, her stepmother is a stupid, and Zhang Qingqing is even more confused.
The two girls in the big house, they are ambitious and talented, and they think about it carefully, but their fate is not good, and they don't recognize it, and sooner or later there will be chaos.
Now it seems that Yue Ling and Zhang Qingqing are indeed a little stupid.
Zhang Qingqing has such good skills and kung fu, how can he live his life like that?
Mu Qingyun naturally didn't see Zhang Xiuxiu and Sun Yuzhi.
These two are not gold, and in the large stadium full of more than 1,000 people, they have no sense of existence.
After her performance with Yun Duoer, she was invited to sit aside and become a "mascot".
The two mascots each hold a cup of tea in their hands and talk while drinking tea.
If it is changed to modern times and put on the scene of future performances, Mu Qingyun's current beautiful and wandering little appearance is estimated to be enough for a small hot search.
At present, the scene of this martial arts competition is also somewhat shadowed by the scene of the later show.
The representative of the twelve contestants, handsome men and beautiful women, all with slender limbs and coordinated proportions.
All the contestants are also carefully prepared, although they are all simple style tops and pants, but the cut is appropriate, the fit is excellent, and their tempered posture is perfectly set off.
Yun Duo'er glanced at it and whispered, "Why didn't you see Ah Fan from the Swallow Gate? I heard from his sister that he signed up to play."
Mu Qingyun blinked, and said seriously, "I heard that I am sick and have hemorrhoids."
"Poof!"
Sitting next to him, Shi Bi, who was in charge of the on-site recording, suddenly burst into laughter.
Yunduoer: "Huh? Serious or not, should we go see him?"
Mu Qingyun: "It's better not to."
Like Ah Fan of Yanzimen, as well as the two juniors of Huijianmen, they all participated in this martial arts competition.
But as soon as I joined, after watching the program arrangement, I read the script given by the emcee and the must-read script, and glanced at the "contestant representatives" that had been selected.
「……」
Before they even played, they were so ashamed that they didn't know where to put their hands and feet.
For a while, he even had the heart to retire.
But when the elders of the family heard this, they glared, and the children were all scared and shut up.
It's not that you can't withdraw from the game, there are also those who strategically admit defeat and withdraw from the game in the Anbang Dingguo Competition, but that is for the sake of the whole righteousness.
What are they?
Afraid of losing face?
Who dares to say this reason, it's no wonder if you don't get beaten up!
After thinking about it, the game still has to go, but let them read those lines in front of more than a thousand spectators, and they still have to ...... Juggling, that's absolutely unwilling.
Leaving such a black history, won't people die of laughter in the future?
Everyone immediately made excuses to refuse.
Ah Fan of Yanzimen was stupid, and when he was asked, he was so nervous that he couldn't do it, his mouth was bald, and he coughed up, saying that he had hemorrhoids and was incompetent.
On the spot, the staff of the martial arts competition were so tidy that they didn't even know what to say.
At this moment, the twelve young men began to play "juggling" on the stage.
The boys were shirtless, and one by one they began to perform the chest crushing vats, beating the drums and throwing the vats, stacking the vats high, flying up and flying to the ground and throwing each other, and so on.
The show was quite exciting and exciting, and the audience in the audience applauded again and again, shouting - "Good kung fu!"
Yun Duo'er widened her eyes and looked carefully, and also nodded: "Good kung fu, good kung fu." br>
turned around and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Sister Qingqing, is this the Tang family's fish and dragon play?" I heard that the ancestor of the Tang family was an artist in the rivers and lakes, proficient in all kinds of tricks, and the hundred operas he created by himself really have the shadow of a hundred operas."
"Are these people on stage now performing the "phantoms" in the fish and dragon play?"
"It's amazing, I can't even see what their martial arts foundation is, at first glance I thought they were all newcomers who only knew some superficial kung fu and had not yet started their internal strength!"
Mu Qingyun: "...... Duo'er didn't think about it, they just haven't started yet? After all, the age limit of martial arts contestants is eighteen years old, and they are still very young, so it's normal to start practicing martial arts."
Yun Duo'er smiled and her eyes crooked: "Sister Qingqing is really joking, eighteen years old is still young?"
"My sister reached the ninth order at the age of thirteen, and my senior brother was even at the age of eighteen!"
"I'm stupid, I just reached the ninth order at the age of fourteen."
Mu Qingyun: "......"
She hadn't said anything yet, but the emcee over there was full of resentment.
Hmph, is there a great inheritance and origin?
Hey, they are really much smoother than ordinary martial artists.
Ordinary martial artists, by the age of eighteen, can survive to the fifth order or above, even if they are a little genius.
But most of these disciples with inheritance were easily at the fifth or sixth order at the age of eighteen, and some of them were even geniuses.
Mu Qingyun chuckled, in fact, the current environment for martial artists is already very friendly.
Once the children of ordinary families really decide to practice martial arts, they will eventually find a way.
One of the most important responsibilities of an officially opened martial arts hall like their Cloud City Martial Arts Hall is to discover good seedlings.
Most martial artists from ordinary families can find the best way to be accepted by the martial arts hall, not only do they not have to pay tuition, but they can also get subsidies, and they also have arrangements for their future.
Of course, the resources of the martial arts hall are also limited, and they are not really talented, so they can't reach this road to heaven.
Yun Duo'er tried hard to watch the performance seriously for a while, but she couldn't stand it, and sighed: "Sure enough, as my senior brother said, my experience is still very shallow, and I really can't see anything."
Mu Qingyun: "I don't understand it either, come on, let's chat, it's almost a reincarnation race, is there any interesting news to share?"
Yun Duo'er's attention suddenly shifted to Mu Qingyun, and she was smoothly abducted by her to talk about gossip together.