Meddlesome?

Hao Mingxing thought about it for a long time, and he didn't know what good things Wang Mo could share with him.

Wang Mo didn't explain, but asked, "Brother Xing, you came to me, is there something wrong?" ”

"Nothing."

Hao Mingxing rubbed his hands and said with a shy smile: "Because I have been in a hurry for more than a month, I am very busy." I only have time to take a break today. So I thought, Brother Mo, do you have time? I'll treat you to a meal. ”

In fact, after Hao Mingxing received Wang Mo's invitation to try out the song for the first time, he wanted to invite Wang Mo to dinner.

But at first, it was unconfident.

Later, after "It Doesn't Matter" became famous, Hao Mingxing couldn't spare time.

But it was always on his mind.

So when he had time today, he rushed over early in the morning, for fear that Wang Mo would have other arrangements.

Beside.

The eyelids of the composers jumped.

It's really Hao Mingxing's posture that is too low, and even his standing posture is a state of low seniority.

Now Hao Mingxing, because of the song "It Doesn't Matter", is popular all over the country, and his popularity can be said to be comparable to that of second- and third-tier stars, although the background is not strong, but it is enough to be called a popular singer.

And singers of this level are generally high in the company.

Not to mention being humble in front of the composer, even when facing Liu Zhengwen, he can be commanding.

Therefore, when everyone saw Hao Mingxing's attitude towards Wang Mo, they were all infinitely emotional.

"Brother Mo is amazing."

"Hao Mingxing also has a grateful heart."

"The two of them are going both ways."

Nima...... How is it used to go both ways? ”

“……”

For the eyes and whispers of the composers around him, Hao Mingxing turned a blind eye.

Wang Mo also didn't care, he nodded: "Okay." ”

It just so happened that he was also looking for Hao Mingxing.

……

At noon, an elegant Hunan restaurant.

Wang Mo and Hao Mingxing sat in the box, and the table was full of Hunan dishes.

Stir-fried pork, chopped pepper fish head, stir-fried bacon with quinoa, dried Youxian fragrant, Yongzhou blood duck, spicy chicken offal, Mao's braised pork...... All of them are Wang Mo's favorite dishes.

This is another reason why Wang Mo admires Hao Mingxing: although the man in front of him is five big and three thick, he looks like a rough person, but he is careful in doing things.

knew that he was from Hunan Province, so he specially came to the Hunan restaurant to invite guests.

"Can you eat spicy?"

Wang Mo asked.

"Yes."

Hao Mingxing put a small piece of fried meat in his mouth, and then his face changed.

He pretended to be calm and unscrewed the ice cola next to him and took a few sips, but his eyes still became red, and a wisp of smoke came out of his head.

Wang Mo shook his head with a smile, called the waiter, asked him to add a few light dishes, and said at the same time: "Sichuan cuisine is spicy, Guizhou cuisine is spicy, and our Hunan cuisine is pure spicy." Therefore, unless it is from a snack to a big one, few people from other provinces can adapt to the spicy Hunan cuisine. ”

Hao Mingxing wiped his sweat and said with a wry smile: "I thought I could bear it, but it turned out to be ugly." This chili pepper is really powerful, I practice martial arts even if I break my bones and brows, but the chili pepper makes me lose my temper. ”

Hear Hao Mingxing's words.

Wang Mo became interested: "Brother Xing, is your kung fu amazing?" ”

Hao Mingxing shook his head: "It's so-so, I haven't practiced for a long time." To practice martial arts, you must be extremely self-disciplined. Otherwise, if you don't practice for a day, you will go backwards. But my basic kung fu is still there, and three or five people can't get close to me. ”

Wang Mo's eyes lit up: "That's also quite powerful." I heard that martial arts practice to a high depth, flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, is it true? ”

Hao Mingxing shook his head: "That's apocryphal." Real kung fu is all fists, kicks and weapons, and will not engage in those fancy things. The more unremarkable it looks, the more likely it is to be powerful. ”

Wang Mo: "Then what are you practicing?" ”

Hao Mingxing: "I practice inch boxing. ”

Wang Mo said curiously: "Inch fist? The kind of bull fighting across the mountain? Can you show that? ”

If others asked, Hao Mingxing probably wouldn't bother at all.

Because a real martial arts practitioner will not easily show his kung fu.

But I heard Wang Mo ask.

Hao Mingxing almost didn't hesitate, he nodded: "I'll show you it, but it may be rusty." ”

He swept his eyes around, but didn't find anything suitable.

Finally, the eyes are focused on the tea tray.

Hao Mingxing went up and knocked.

It's solid wood.

The thickness is about an inch.

Wang Mo tried the hardness of his forehead, and when he punched it, the bones of his hand were almost broken, and he wailed in pain, but the tea tray didn't do anything.

At this time, a waiter happened to come in to deliver food.

Hao Mingxing stopped the other party: "You go and ask your boss, how much is this tea tray?" I bought it. ”

"Huh?"

The waiter's face was full of surprise, he probably heard that it was the first time that a customer had come here to buy a tea tray.

Glancing at the table, there was no wine.

It shouldn't be drunk.

The waiter hurriedly withdrew.

About two or three minutes later, the owner walked in.

Hao Mingxing repeated what he had just said.

The boss also listened: "Buy a tea tray? Why? ”

Hao Mingxing explained: "I want to hit this tea tray with my fist, but I am worried that it will be broken, so I will buy it first." ”

The boss was stunned at first, and then smiled: "This gentleman, my tea tray is made of sandalwood." Not to mention with a fist, it is difficult to break with a hammer. You must be able to break him with your fists. Instead of letting you lose money, I'll give you a free bill. ”

Are you kidding?

Punch it up?

The boss felt that he had a topic of bragging when he drank in the future.

"Hmm."

Hao Mingxing nodded, no nonsense.

He took a stride, holding the teatray upright with one hand and slowly approaching it with the other. After taking a few deep breaths like this, when Wang Mo, the boss, and the waiter didn't know why.

Hao Mingxing's right hand pushed out like lightning.

The speed was so fast that several people couldn't even see the afterimage.

The next moment.

Boom!

The tea tray had a hole.

Wang Mo was stunned.

The boss's mouth was wide open.

The waiter was directly dumbfounded.

There was a deathly silence in the box.

However, Hao Mingxing took a closer look at the hole and frowned: "It's not sandalwood, it's ordinary redwood." ”

It's just that none of them heard him.

This moment.

Wang Mo felt his heart tremble.

When Hao Mingxing exerted his strength just now, a chill actually rose in his heart, his hair rose suddenly, and his scalp was numb.

At that moment, he felt the illusion of suffocation.

Although he knew that Hao Mingxing was a practitioner, he always thought that the other party's strength was not very good at all, even if Hao Mingxing said that he had practiced inch boxing, Wang Mo also listened to it as a joke.

But just now I felt the momentum that burst out when Hao Mingxing made a move, as well as the fist-sized hole on the tea tray in front of him. Wang Mo felt that his throat was dry.

Who?

It's not like you can't get close to three or five people, you can't get close to three or five special forces, right?

A thought suddenly rose in Wang Mo's mind: "With Hao Mingxing's real kung fu, if you go to shoot action movies such as "Jingwumen" and "Ip Man", it is estimated that the effect will not be worse than Zhen Zaidan, or even better." ”

Of course, this is just Wang Mo's own speculation.

After all, Hao Mingxing's heart is now all about singing, and he is not necessarily interested in acting.

But Wang Mo was excited: he knew Hao Mingxing's huge potential.

As long as you know the potential of the other party, you have the opportunity to develop it.