I’m a Director, I’m Not Bad

Chapter 281 279. Bad gossip

Visiting relatives from the second to the fifth day of the Lunar New Year is a custom for many Chinese people during the New Year.

Xu Xin is no exception.

However, his relatives are all in Xujiawan, and Yanjing is mostly filled with friends and some elders who are respected by him.

Except for Zhang Yimou who is still in Wuxi and has not returned, everyone from the Olympic Games to other elders basically lives in Yanjing. Therefore, starting from the third year of junior high school, he and Yang Mi basically visited relatives separately and could not go together.

Xu Xin still has a lot of people to visit.

Whether it's Yu Zhen, Zhang Wu, or Fan Yue, everyone doesn't just sit there for an hour or two and then leave.

When you arrive, you have to drink.

Not only do you have to drink, but you also have to eat and drink well.

We can't spread the news that little Xu Da Nianjie comes to visit us at home. I can be an elder brother or an uncle or a "guide". I haven't even served my children a meal. So if I say it, won't I be an embarrassment to myself?

So Xu Xin basically spent the past few days in a state of intoxication.

However, Yang Mi was thoughtful enough to drag Zhang Jiao from the Northeast in advance.

With Zhang Jiao helping him drive, there would be no need for anyone to take care of him.

While having dinner with Zhang Wu, Xu Xin told about his "fantastical experience" in the Magic City on New Year's Day.

Zhang Wu smiled so happily.

It's not even an exaggeration to say it's a bad taste.

He and Liu Kuan are comrades-in-arms, how could he not know the background of his old comrade-in-arms?

When faced with what Xu Xin said about the World Expo, he didn't say much and just told Xu Xin:

"You did the right thing."

Inside and outside, just one sentence.

It's right not to mention your name.

Not much else was mentioned.

Xiao Xu is very clever, he knows it very well.

So I feel relieved.

However, there were some things that he couldn't say in detail for the sake of the assistant he had today.

I didn’t say anything during the meal.

After the meal was over, we went to the study room and had a thorough chat over wine.

Xu Xin understood many things.

Time flies and it’s the eighth day of the lunar month.

Early in the morning, after Yang Mi opened her eyes, she turned around and pushed Xu Xin, who was sleeping soundly, and said:

"Then I'm leaving."

"Well...I won't send you off..."

"Need not."

It was just dawning now and it was early six o'clock. After hearing this, Yang Mi got up and went to the bathroom directly.

Then, there was a sound of plastic film being folded, and she took a pregnancy test stick and looked at how to use it.

then……

"A bar, you're not pregnant?"

She muttered.

After hurriedly washing up and coming out, I changed my clothes, pinched his cheek while he was sleeping, and went straight out of the house.

Go out, heat up the car, and drive towards Yu Chenghui's house.

The old man is from Shandong. Although he lives in Yanjing all year round, he still has to come home and stay for a while during the holidays.

No, I just came back last night.

On the eighth day of the lunar month, as a disciple, she had to hurry over and visit.

It can’t be too late.

If you are late, you will appear lazy.

After the car warmed up, she got into the car and looked at her face in the rearview mirror.

Still smooth and flawless, the collagen on the face of the girl in her early twenties was fully exposed in this early morning without makeup.

Her eyes looked a little strange.

No acne.

everything is normal.

There is nothing particularly uncomfortable about my body.

The pregnancy test stick was also normal.

But why was this period postponed?

It has been postponed for many days. Originally, based on the days, it should come on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year at the latest. But it's already the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, and I still don't feel any pain in my back...

It shouldn't be.

Full of doubts, she drove towards Yu Chenghui's house.

It was after six o'clock in Yanjing and there was no traffic jam. After it took her nearly half an hour to arrive, she immediately saw Yu Chenghui wearing a cotton vest and doing Tai Chi in the small courtyard on the first floor of the family building.

He shouted with a smile:

"Master~"

The sound of her, who officially became a master last year, made this old man, known as the "Sword Master" in the world, open his slightly closed eyes.

Be happy and smile.

However, he glanced at the nutritional supplements in his apprentice’s hands and said directly:

"Come join me."

"okay."

Yang Mi responded, pushed open the courtyard door, put all the things at the balcony door, and then started to move her joints.

After a set of steps, she stood next to the sword master and took a firm stance.

First steps in the morning.

Let’s start with the stance.

The empty collar is strong, the shoulders are heavy and the elbows are low, the chest is held and the back is straightened, the waist is relaxed and the hips are narrowed.

Yu Chenghui nodded slightly.

One look at it and you know you're not lazy.

This was also the most critical reason why he was willing to accept this female apprentice.

A rare moment of sobriety.

Rarely not impetuous.

Even if I am busy, I always get up very early, take time out, and complete these actions that should be done continuously and without delay.

You know, she's already very popular.

But he can still maintain his original intention.

This kind of material is truly great material.

What this society needs now is not martial arts wizards, but talents with perseverance and perseverance in practicing martial arts, who will not be disturbed by anything from the outside world, and who have a martial spirit.

Because in today’s martial arts, it’s not about who is good.

It’s about inheritance.

This is one of the reasons why he teaches everything he has.

What happened to the female disciple?

Why aren't they better than your male disciples who spend three days fishing and two days drying nets?

Soon, he finished his morning Tai Chi practice. He glanced at his apprentice, who still had his eyes closed as if he was asleep, but his body was motionless. Tonic returned to the house.

Serve the porridge.

After stewing it last night, warm up the elbows that have been soaked in old soup all night.

This time I went back to my hometown and brought back authentic Shandong pancakes, paired with Zhangqiu scallions that I specially planned to give my little apprentice some experience...

Oh yes, and a bowl of watermelon jam.

People who practice martial arts should not eat more in the morning, and it is not enough if they are not full.

And this breakfast…

Although he didn't call to make an appointment, he was already sure that his apprentice would come over and he had been preparing for it all night.

After preparing everything, he walked out of the house again.

He sat on the stone pillar in the yard, took out the cigarette case and lit a cigarette for himself.

He smoothed his gray beard, looked at the time on his watch, and said:

"about there."

Hearing this, Yang Mi took a deep breath.

Immediately afterwards, the body shook a little...

"...?"

"...???"

Seeing her shaking, not to mention Yu Chenghui, even Yang Mi herself was stunned.

"Dizziness?"

Yu Chenghui asked with a frown.

Yang Mi shook her head first, then nodded slightly:

"It just... felt like my brain couldn't get enough blood."

After speaking, she also looked at her watch:

"Shouldn't you?...Did you eat less last night? It's not even time to eat yet, and we haven't even finished fighting the big three and the small three."

"Then don't practice. If you can't supply your qi and blood, don't force yourself. Let's wait until after dinner. After dinner, we'll talk about it... Oh, yes, there is a screenwriter coming today. It is said that he has written a kung fu script. , just let him take a look at it then.”

"screenwriter?"

Hearing this, Yang Mi stood up to regulate her breathing and asked in surprise:

"Are you going to go filming again? Isn't "The Legend of Heaven and the Dragon Slayer" not finished yet?"

The story she was talking about was written by the bearded Zhang Jizhong.

Zhang Jizhong wanted to find her to play Zhao Min last year...

But she pushed me.

On the one hand, I was pondering the script of "The Wind", and on the other hand, I had to take care of Xu Xin, who was still busy with the Olympics.

And Master plays Zhang Sanfeng in it.

Yu Chenghui smiled and shook his head:

"I joined the team after I was fifteen. I estimate that the filming of this scene will be completed at the end of March... This screenwriter was also introduced by a friend. He mainly wanted to know some rules, knowledge and fighting methods of martial arts in the past. He has always been interested in gossip. Zhang and Xingyi Quan were interested. He knew I was coming back and specially made an appointment with me.

He was educated at home, not as a teacher. But when it comes to seniority, your master Zhou Yongfu and his second master, Li Zhongxuan, who was known as the "Second Master" in the martial arts during the Anti-Japanese War, are considered peers. So if you want to talk about it, you may have to call him senior brother. "

"Oh~"

Yang Mi didn't think much about it. After responding, it was as if Chenghui had finished smoking a cigarette and her breath had calmed down.

"Let's go back to the house for dinner. I brought some pancakes from home. Haven't you always wanted to try Shandong pancakes?...Have you ever seen green onions as tall as a person?"

Following the master's words, Yang Mi was completely dumbfounded when she saw the green onion that was as tall as her head.

"Is this Shandong onion?"

"Well, this is Shandong onion."

Seeing the shocked look on his apprentice's face, Yu Chenghui smiled happily.

The beard trembles wildly.

…

Elbow, watermelon sauce, pancakes, scrambled eggs with chopped green onions.

Plus a bowl of coarse and fine grain porridge.

There is also a glass of wine in front of Yu Chenghui.

Not much, one or two.

Relax the muscles and activate blood circulation.

While eating, Yu Chenghui was still talking about asking Yang Mi to bring some pancakes back for Xu Xin to try.

Before Yang Mi, who was busy dealing with the big, soft and fragrant elbow in front of her, opened her mouth, suddenly there was a sound from the other side:

"Teacher Yu, are you at home?"

Yang Mi turned around and saw a fat man wearing a down jacket, a backpack, a camera on his chest, and black-rimmed glasses standing outside the door.

"I'll open the door."

There must be no reason for the master to get up and open the door when the apprentice is eating, so Yang Mi stood up, clapped her hands, pushed open the balcony door and walked out.

She didn't wear makeup today and didn't hide it.

With a neat ponytail tied up, she walked towards the entrance of the courtyard step by step:

"Hello, who are you?"

"...???"

It was only when Yang Mi walked in that she saw the man's age.

Probably thirty-five to forty years old.

He also saw the blank expression on the other side.

"Yang...Yang Mi!?"

Her answer to the question of the other party's identity was obviously unclear.

Yang Mi also smiled politely and nodded:

"Hey, hello. Who are you looking for?"

As she spoke, she opened the door.

"Well……"

The man came back to his senses and quickly introduced himself:

"Hello Yang Mi, my name is Xu Haofeng. I am a writer and screenwriter. I came here specifically to visit Mr. Yu today."

"ah?"

Although she had already guessed the identity of this person, she should be surprised that Yang Mi didn't lack anything.

Pretending not to know, pretending to be surprised, she bowed slightly:

"Hello, senior brother, just now my master was talking to me about you and Mr. Er's fame in the world. Please, please come in."

"Well……"

Xu Haofeng was even more confused now.

"Teacher...Master?"

"Yes... please come in. Come in first. It's cold outside. Have you eaten? Let's eat something together?"

"I have already eaten……"

Xu Haofeng said as he walked into the small courtyard.

Not to mention the surprise in my heart.

How could he not recognize Yang Mi?

In the past two years, she has become a new generation of oiran.

But...she is actually the disciple of Sword Master Yu Chenghui?

this……

He followed Yang Mi and walked into the balcony door, carefully looking at her back.

It's not that I'm staring at places I shouldn't be looking at... but that kind of vague perception.

She... really knows martial arts?

…

"Xiao Xu is here...come on, sit down."

Yu Chenghui entertained Xu Haofeng quite enthusiastically, after all, they had a history.

"Hey, okay, Mr. Yu, I'm sorry to disturb you by visiting here."

"Hahaha~"

Hearing this, Yu Chenghui smiled heartily:

"What's the matter? Isn't it too late to be happy? Let's have something together?"

Xu Haofeng glanced at the home-cooked dishes on the dinner table.

Nothing else matters. People who practice martial arts have a high demand for meat, which is normal.

But when he saw the elbow in Yang Mi's bowl, which was just the leg meat but not the skin, he instinctively twitched at the corner of his eye.

He quickly shook his head:

"No, no, no, I've eaten."

"Well, let's talk slowly."

Yu Chenghui said, took a sip of wine and picked up an egg with chopsticks.

Yang Mi picked up the pancake again and took a bite.

Then I thought about it and felt that it was a bit unsightly to hold my elbow and gnaw on it when there were outsiders around, so I got up and went to the kitchen and took out some more disposable gloves:

"Master, do you need it?"

"I do not need."

"Then I'll just remove the elbow, right?"

"Okay. Take away the skin, it smells delicious!~Eat more~"

"Uh-huh!"

Yang Mi put on her gloves and began to remove the remaining three elbows on the plate.

Yu Chenghui braised pork knuckles.

And they are all cut. There are four cubits in total, which is estimated to be one and a half front cubits.

But that's scary enough.

Not to mention eating meat in the morning, most people can't digest one and a half pig knuckles.

What's more, there is a plate of chopped green onion and eggs next to it, plus those pancakes, cucumber strips and so on.

Xu Haofeng was stunned for a moment.

Asked instinctively:

"Can I take a photo?"

Yu Chenghui looked at Yang Mi subconsciously.

Yang Mi understood what Master meant and smiled a little awkwardly:

"Senior brother, if you had told me earlier, I would have put out a nicer plate."

"It's okay, it's okay, just get some materials."

Xu Haofeng said politely and picked up the SLR camera.

After taking a few photos, he asked:

"Teacher Yu, Yang Mi... when did you become a disciple?"

"last year."

Yu Chenghui took a sip of wine and said unhurriedly:

"But don't look at her late entry. In fact...a few years ago?"

"Zero six years."

"Yes, she started learning from me in 2006. I taught her all my skills, except for a few tricks that are too sinister. The rest depends on how she practices and ponders. So, the shape When it comes to Yiquan, you two can be said to be from the same sect. But when it comes to Baguazhang, you two should be incompatible, right? Neither Mr. Er nor Mr. Hu are from this sect."

The "Mr. Hu" mentioned by Yu Chenghui refers to Hu Haiya, the heir to the immortal health-preserving technique.

"...She can also know Baguazhang?"

Xu Haofeng's eyes lit up.

Yang Mi responded:

"Well, the teacher is Han De, the successor of Chengdu Baguazhang. He was also introduced by Master~"

"ah?"

At this time, Xu Haofeng was completely interested.

Then he watched Yang Mi take a big chopstick and put it into her mouth, including the meat and skin of the elbow.

This amount of food...

He believed it immediately.

Which serious female celebrity eats elbow in the morning?

Still eating so much?

Not losing weight?

And this is what Yu Chenghui said with a smile:

"Eat slowly, it's easy for digestion. After you finish eating, you can hold hands with Xiao Xu, and he will understand everything."

"Hmm~"

Yang Mi responded.

"But...can you not use Xingyiquan today? I don't know why, but I feel a little unable to exert my strength today. I'm afraid that I won't be able to recover the strength..."

"..."

Xu Haofeng's mouth twitched...

He knew very well what Yang Mi meant.

Xingyi Quan emphasizes taking off the spear and turning it into a fist. It was also called Liuhe Quan at the beginning. Pay attention to the harmony of heart and mind, the harmony of mind and Qi, the harmony of Qi and strength, the harmony of shoulders and hips, the harmony of elbows and knees, and the harmony of hands and feet.

If one piece is missing, it won’t be right to fight.

And what Yang Mi said about not being able to regain her strength actually means being uncoordinated.

But this incongruity also has two meanings.

One is that the action cannot be performed.

The other is that if you can't achieve that kind of coordination, you won't be able to control your strength freely, and it's easy to hurt others, and it's also easy to hurt yourself when exerting force.

It's very possible that if you exert your strength but don't have enough strength, you may injure yourself.

He had suffered a loss in this area before. He also punched once when he was weak, and his waist was twisted.

Although the injury was not serious, the feeling was too uncomfortable.

When you meet for the first time, even if you just hold hands, there is no need to risk getting hurt.

After hearing this, Yu Chenghui nodded:

"Okay, then I'll join forces with Xiao Xu Xingyiquan later..."

then.

During one meal, Xu Haofeng watched helplessly as Yang Mi finished off three elbows, half a plate of eggs, a bowl of porridge and two pancakes...

Not to mention anything else, Xu Haofeng can more or less feel that what he has practiced is in place just by looking at his food intake.

After all, eating so much means that you must exercise a lot.

After dinner, while taking a rest and digestion, Xu Haofeng took a voice recorder and talked with Yu Chenghui about what happened when he was a child studying at the Shandong Chinese Martial Arts Museum.

The main thing we talk about is not martial arts, but Chinese martial arts.

But in Chinese martial arts, he can also practice some historical problems.

For example, Northern Boxing and Southern Chuan.

For example, the Chinese martial arts of fighting war.

We even started chatting about a person named "Gong Baotian" and nicknamed "Gong Monkey".

Yang Mi also understood from the chat between the two that it turned out that Gong Baotian had also served as the bodyguard of the commander Zhang Zuolin...

Yu Chenghui understands these things clearly, but not very clearly.

After all, he only listened to what his masters said about many things in the martial arts back then. It's been so long ago that I can't remember some things clearly.

I just know that Gong Baotian was once a fourth-grade imperial guard and protected Guangxu.

He also protected Zhang Zuolin.

He didn't know what happened next.

But he gave a few examples that were miraculous at the time.

Things like Gong Baotian's Qinggong skills, or the fact that the leaf dart in his hand hits wherever he points.

After chatting for a while, Yang Mi was almost rested.

Although she always felt uncomfortable, she felt energetic now after eating, so Yu Chenghui said she would go to the yard to help.

Xu Haofeng also became interested, especially wanting to see how much this Juggernaut's apprentice, a popular little girl in the industry, was.

When I got to the yard, I set up my SLR with video recording function and started to move around.

As soon as Yang Mi took a look at the posture he put in after moving his joints, she knew...

This person... seems to be very ordinary.

Yu Chenghui also noticed it, shook his head slightly and said:

"Xiao Xu, your Five Elements Frame...is in ruins."

Hearing this, Xu Haofeng followed his gaze and glanced down subconsciously.

I felt a little embarrassed immediately.

If the two feet cannot even stand straight, it means that the center of gravity cannot be stabilized.

He quickly adjusted.

Only then did Yang Mi stand in front of him, assuming the posture of Bagua Zhang.

"Just make a set of dragon, tiger, monkey, chicken, and horse from the twelve shapes. I'll use Baguazhang to break it down for you~"

Hearing this, Xu Haofeng nodded, lowered his body, and kept both his fists and feet in the middle of his body.

The hands move up and down, yin and yang, and the legs are also in line, doing a mandarin duck step, like a dragon with its head held high.

However, he is a bit fat, so he looks a bit nondescript.

Seeing this, Yang Mi knew more about this person's level:

"Then I'll slow down. Don't worry, I'm holding my breath."

"Uh... Okay, shall I start?"

"OK."

Following Yang Mi's words, Xu Haofeng also slowed down, took a deep breath, and started with a punch.

As a result, his hand just took a step forward and wanted to "hit" Yang Mi on the chin.

Yang Mi twisted her steps, turned her body to one side, and used her right hand as a palm to hold Xu Haofeng's protruding right fist. Her left hand had already reached his chest. After lightly tapping it, she turned around like a basketball player. He punched Xu Haofeng with a spinning punch, and with the help of that inertia, his left hand came first, then his right hand, and they slapped him on the back together.

"Pa~"

With the down jacket blocking it, it doesn't hurt.

But Xu Haofeng knew that if he aimed this move at the back of his head, he might have lost his fighting ability.

The so-called martial arts...or national martial arts is like this.

It does not mean winning by winning in the ring, nor does it have as many rules as wrestling, MMA, or UFC.

Its purpose is simple.

Kill with one blow.

When masters meet, it's basically a face-to-face meeting, and the winner is decided.

Standing up straight, he looked at Yang Mi and asked in surprise:

"Just changing palms?"

"Uh-huh."

Yang Mi nodded:

"Yes, just change the palms... this time you come to Bengquan. It's better to go slow... hiccup~ Sorry, sorry~"

"Uh...haha~ OK."

Seeing her covering her mouth, Xu Haofeng couldn't help laughing.

Then he gathered his strength and took a step forward.

It's not half a step, which means it's not mature yet.

But this time he cheered up and was also prepared to defend.

But……

When Bengquan came out with this step, Yang Mi accurately grabbed his wrist and moved it behind her. The back of her left hand was already touching his neck below his ear.

Because it's the back of the hand, there's not much force, it's more like a "bounce".

But Xu Haofeng also knows...

If this move were a hand knife, he would also be "dead".

"Double switch palms."

Yang Mi finished speaking with a smile...

What happens next is simple.

The steps are like a butterfly turning over flowers, combined with the palm technique that specializes in hitting vital points.

Single Changing Palm, Double Changing Palm, Downstream Palm, Back Body Palm, Turning Over Palm, Sanchuan Palm...

Double kidney, teasing, knee-breaking, throat stabbing...

The four words "Basic tricks" are vividly displayed by Yang Mi.

And Xu Haofeng's physical strength gradually failed to keep up.

When he began to pant, Yu Chenghui, who had been staring at his apprentice with a happy face, nodded:

"Okay, stop."

"Senior brother, I accept..."

Yang Mi smiled and cupped her fists.

At this moment, Xu Haofeng, whose eyes were full of surprise and absurdity, only belatedly recalled his "method of death"...

Suddenly he smiled bitterly:

"fine……"

"Baguazhang is still suitable for girls. It looks better when playing... But my state is indeed a bit wrong today. I always feel that I can't exert my strength. Otherwise, we can do two sets of postures... But today I am really afraid that I can't hold my hand... …”

Yang Mi also quickly "apologized".

But some things were not said honestly.

She is now using Xingyi Quan with only half a step.

Just half a step is enough.

And this one is still dangling at "one step".

If he really wanted to get into a fight, he might not be able to withstand it...

But no matter what, this fat "wooden man stake" is quite enjoyable to drive.

For a moment, she was in a good mood.

Ignoring the camera facing him, he smiled and held his fists in his hands:

"Senior brother, I accept."