Song Haowen lay on the kang and couldn't sleep for a while. He began to worry that his fight yesterday and today might bring new problems to himself. As the old saying goes, strong is more powerful. At present, he is only reckless in front of these people who don't know kung fu, and if he encounters a real martial arts master, then he will be in danger.

Thinking of this, Song Haowen had a strong desire to urgently improve his martial arts, but with his mastery of Taijiquan, it seemed that it was difficult to improve a lot for a while, and he had to find another way to find a kung fu that could be improved quickly. Anyway, he couldn't sleep for a while, so he practiced qigong word for word according to the qigong routine of his previous life.

I don't know how long it took, Song Haowen fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes, it was already dawn. He didn't want the two female classmates to call him "lazy", so he overcame his tiredness and persevered. He thought he had gotten up early, but when he went to the living room, they had already gotten up and were nowhere to be seen, probably to buy breakfast.

Song Haowen hurriedly finished washing, and saw that the two girls had not come back yet, and it was early for school time, so he went to the courtyard to play Tai Chi, and after the boxing practice, the two girls just came back and brought him three buns. After eating the buns, he went to school with the two girls, and when he arrived at the gate of the university, two young men wearing blue sweatshirts came from the side of the road and called out to Song Haowen.

Song Haowen didn't know what was going on, so he stopped and looked at the other party. After the other party confirmed Song Haowen's identity, he pointed to the words on his clothes and said that they were athletes of the national martial arts team and wanted to invite Song Haowen to their training ground to learn martial arts.

When Song Haowen heard this, he immediately flatly refused, saying that he didn't know any martial arts, he was purely blind and couldn't get into the hall of elegance. But the two of them were quite patient, and stopped him from repeatedly persuading. Na Renhua couldn't stand it beside her, walked over and pushed the two of them, saying, people have already said that they can't go, you are still entangled like this, is it interesting? If we don't get out of the way, we'll be late. ”

The two athletes had no choice but to let Song Haowen walk into the school gate. After two classes, Song Haowen followed his classmates out of the teaching building, preparing to do recess exercises in the square in front of the building, but was just pulled out of the building. He turned around to see that it was the two athletes who stopped him at the school gate in the morning, and his face suddenly sank.

The two are tall and short, tall and slightly thin, more than 1.80 meters tall, with long faces and big eyes; Short and slightly fat, about 1.70 meters tall, with a big head and a round face.

At this time, the tall athlete accompanied the smiling face and persuaded the unhappy Song Haowen to the corner of the stairs, so that the classmates gathered in the square could not see them.

"What's the matter with you two? Didn't I say I wouldn't go? Song Haowen said a little angrily.

"I'm sorry, Brother Song." The shorter athlete hurriedly explained: "That's what happened. My name is He Hu, and his name is Zhao Meng. We are really athletes of the national wushu team, and we are both wushu individual champions at the Beijing National Games last year. ”

"Ah, disrespect, disrespect!" Song Haowen was in awe and hurriedly said hello to the other party. "Since you can win the championship, that level is not trivial, let me perform in front of you and compete with you, isn't that an axe for the class?"

Zhao Meng said a little embarrassed: "Don't hide it from my brother, we mainly practice competition routines, standard movements, and there are still deficiencies in actual combat." Next month, the United States is about to send a boxing team to our country, wanting to compete with our martial arts athletes, both of us are champions of the National Games, so naturally we have to prepare to participate in the competition. However, we learned from the embassy that these athletes are said to be amateurs, but their strength is not much different from that of professional players, but they are still college students and have not entered the professional team. One of the best of them, Benjamin, had fought a professional heavyweight for 10 rounds before losing, and we hadn't played pro fights before, so we weren't sure we could beat him. ”

Song Haowen recalled a little, remembering that at this time in his previous life, there was a sensational Huami Wushu International Friendly Match in Beijing, the result of the game was 2:3, and the Huaxia team lost one more game. There seems to be a black player named Benjamin in the team who looks like a chimpanzee and later became a generation of boxing champions. However, the contestant later gained notoriety, biting, sucking fans, indulging, raping, fighting, and going to jail...... Eventually died in the stomachs of two women......

He Hu continued: "This competition, because it is about the honor of the country, so the above attaches great importance to it, in addition to calling our national team members, it will also open the door to folk martial arts masters for the first time." In the past two days, there have been rumors everywhere in the capital that you have defeated more than a dozen people by yourself, and we are all curious about your skills and want to see it with our own eyes. ”

Song Haowen immediately refused: "My little three-legged cat kung fu can't be taken on the table." Thank you for taking it so seriously, I don't want to go, and I don't have the time to go. ”

Zhao Meng persuaded: "If you have real skills, I hope you can overcome difficulties and challenge yourself, after all, such a competition opportunity is rare." If you win, you will win glory for the country. ”

Song Haowen's head shook like a drum. "No, I'm not a professional, and I'm not even sure that your teammates will win, so how can I win glory for the country? Don't force me to be ugly, but ask someone else. After speaking, he went back to the classroom and left Zhao Meng and He Hu hanging over there.

Zhao Meng and He Hu still didn't give up, and wanted to wait for lunch time to do Song Haowen's ideological work. Song Haowen saw that the two of them were still outside from the classroom, so he slipped out of the other gate of the building, and he didn't want to eat lunch at school, so he went back to the sales department.

In the afternoon, Song Haowen simply skipped class and didn't go to school, and was busy in the sales department until three o'clock in the afternoon, and then rushed to the music room.

When they arrived at the music room, only Su Yan and the female assistant were in the office, and Tian Nana had not yet finished school. Su Yan said to Song Haowen as soon as she opened her mouth: "From now on, you stay here and don't let outsiders see you." At night, you don't want to go to the small theater, no matter what happens. Otherwise, it will be endless. ”

Song Haowen said with palpitations: "I think, maybe not only tonight, but also in the next few days, it is inconvenient for me to come forward." ”

Su Yan laughed, revealing a row of snow-white teeth. "You're a little worried again, aren't you? I estimate that as long as you resolutely don't show up today, no one will naturally heckle tomorrow. After all, you are a real singer, and you are not a street performer, playing guns, sticks, punches and kicks, is not your main thing. ”

Song Haowen frowned. "Auntie, I may be in big trouble."

Su Yan was startled, and her face suddenly changed. "Son, what do you say? Don't scare me. ”

Song Haowen told the story of meeting the athletes of the national wushu team today.

When Su Yan heard this, she immediately bounced up from her chair. "Done right. Kid, you're not an athlete, so don't promise them. Don't say you don't have that ability, even if you have, you can't go. You are a singer, you have to rely on your face to eat with your voice, and boxing is about your face. Win or lose, as long as you break your phase or break your vocal cords, then your career as a singer is over. It's more than worth the loss! ”

When Song Haowen heard this, he felt the same way, so he nodded and said, "Auntie, I'm afraid that if they don't give up, they will find this place again." You're going to have to help me get in the way. ”

Su Yan sneered. "Naturally, I will do the same without your instructions. Don't worry too much about this, child, if you don't go, they can't force you to pass, right? You can drink tea here with confidence, and I'll check the preparations for the evening show now. After saying that, she took her assistant to the small theater, and before leaving, she locked the office door.

Song Haowen sighed and said in his heart, I'm asking for my own hardship. But in the face of those arrogant hooligans, I didn't make a move, and chose to flee in the wilderness. It will seriously affect my glorious image.

Song Haowen was secretly entangled in the office with remorse, and soon, Tian Nana came. With a complicated expression, she handed a newspaper in her hand to Song Haowen and said, Your great deeds have been reported.

Song Haowen took the newspaper, and it turned out to be the freshly baked "Beijing Evening News". He opened it and saw that the entire third page was covered with his articles and photos of the performance. The title of the column is "A Young Singer Shows His Magical Skills and More than a Dozen Gangsters Are Captured in an Instant", reporter Gu Ziwei objectively and truthfully narrated the causes and consequences of Song Haowen's brave fight against hooligans through the tone of the police and onlookers, and vividly and realistically restored the thrilling fight scenes. In addition, the article also tells about Song Haowen's scientific talent, musical achievements, and the wonderful scenes of martial arts competition with the audience in the small theater, so that readers have a fairly comprehensive understanding of Song Haowen.

"This Gu Ziwei is really level, she has only been in contact with us for such a short time, and she can write such a large article, and it is quite real, it is really not simple." Tian Nana was impressed.

"Didn't I remember her camera broken? Where did the newspaper photo come from? Song Haowen was puzzled.

"Hee-hee, if the camera case is broken, it doesn't mean that the film inside the camera is also broken. As long as the negatives are not exposed, they are useful. Tian Nana analyzed.

Song Haowen smiled bitterly: "After Gu Ziwei blows like this, it seems to have added another halo of martial arts stars to me." ”

Tian Nana stared at him with beautiful eyes and smiled slightly: "Wouldn't it be better to have one more aura?" Many people can't get a halo even if they want to. ”

Song Haowen was worried and sighed. "Sister Nana, you know I don't want to be famous. This reputation is both a good thing and a bad thing. Now, I'm in a problem, how do you think I'm going to solve it? He told him what the national wushu team had asked him to do.

After hearing this, Tian Nana's eyes lit up, and she immediately said: "Hey, this is a good thing, what are you worried about?" ”

Song Haowen didn't know why. "What's good? I think that's a big annoyance. ”