My Sister is a Big Star

The staff first glanced at Baby Qin's phone.

"I'm live broadcasting." Qin Baobao smiled all over his face.

Immediately, the staff became a little cautious, stood up slightly, and put on a straight posture, Eggy smiled: "They are fighting with each other."

The thing is like this, just made up for a fighting scene, when Qin Ze did it, he subconsciously used some real fighting techniques, but of course he failed. I was complained by the martial arts instructor.

Qin Ze said: "It's not bad to have a few more realistic moves once in a while."

The martial arts instructor retorted: "Boss Qin, although most of the movements in the film and television are showy, just for aesthetics, it doesn't mean it's unreal. It's just that your actors' performances are flashy and don't show their power."

Qin Ze wondered, "Why don't I feel any truth?"

When the martial arts instructor heard this, he was immediately unhappy, feeling that his professional dignity was being questioned, and said displeasedly: "Mr. Qin, you don't understand this line of work. Don't be misled by the useless theory of Chinese martial arts on the Internet. Skills are also very simple and gorgeous."

The staff next to him said: "Yes, Brother Zhou practiced in Shaolin Temple when he was a child, won the Sanda championship, and has a third-degree black belt in Taekwondo. It is a real black belt, not comparable to those who just tie black belts around their waists."

The martial arts instructor smiled, "Taekwondo is famous for its gorgeous moves. Don't look at his high kicks. The roundabout kick is very exaggerated. A real master, a roundabout kick can dislocate a person's jaw."

Qin Zexin said, I'm afraid you didn't pay attention to me, Wudang Mountain.

"Taekwondo does have two skills, but if you meet someone with tough flesh, you will be beaten a few times first, and once you get close to the body, Taekwondo will finish the calf."

"So Mr. Qin, you don't know real kung fu."

Qin Ze smiled, "I really practiced."

The martial arts instructor asked curiously: "What did Mr. Qin practice?"

Qin Ze said: "The times are calling."

Martial arts instructor: ""

It happened to be a break time, so Qin Ze said, "How about we make gestures?"

The martial arts instructor immediately shook his head.

"Why?"

"I got serious,

It's not too hard to start. "

Qin Ze: ""

Coincidentally, I was even afraid of myself when I got serious.

Seeing that the martial arts instructor was so ignorant, Mo Yu winked at him, and said with a smile, "Old Zhou, you just compare yourself with Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin may not be worse than you."

The martial arts instructor hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."

What the director meant was to ask him to fight President Qin for 300 rounds, going in and out, up and down, and finally barely defeated President Qin, creating an atmosphere of glory despite defeat.

After all, everyone can see that Boss Qin is actually an asshole. If he loses to him, it will be a hypocritical flattery. If other employees don't say anything with contempt, Mr. Qin might be unhappy too.

Then there is such a thing.

"Martial arts competition?" Qin Baobao's eyes lit up, looking at the camera of the phone: "Hey, the thing is like this, my brother is going to compete with the martial arts director of the crew, do you want to watch it?"

The audience in the live broadcast room responded with "Want to watch" in the film.

Qin Baobao snorted, "I'm sorry, I'm quitting the live broadcast now."

Then he deliberately shook the camera and watched it again, and there was a wailing sound in the live broadcast room.

"You said to quit the live broadcast at a critical moment? Be careful that my fans turn black."

"Don't be like this, my lord, I want to see my husband get beaten."

"Haha, I also want to see Qin Ze get beaten."

"I've never seen how actors act in a film, and I want to see Qin Ze get beaten."

"Why do you feel that Qin Ze must be beaten, maybe he can win."

"It's impossible to win. The martial arts instructor has muscles all over his body. Besides, Qin Ze can't possibly know martial arts. At most, he has practiced taekwondo or something. This thing is actually useless. My cousin only practices taekwondo. It's just like Tai Chi, just for fun It's just a gesture."

Qin Baobao pouted, telling you to tease me just now.

She turned to the phone and said: "My brother has never practiced martial arts, but he fights very well, and he may not necessarily lose."

The response I got was: "Brother Xuan is a madman, his nature is exposed."

"They're about to start." Qin Baobao turned the phone screen to the circle.

The onlookers were also whispering to each other, but they spoke very softly, because it was not easy for others to hear what they were talking about.

"Does Boss Qin like to show off?"

"Old Zhou is so upright, it's really difficult for him to pretend to lose."

"So what if you lose, maybe you will be appreciated by President Qin and get a raise?"

"envious."

In the circle, the martial arts instructor opened his posture, lowered his waist and lowered his hips, signaling for Qin Ze to attack.

Since it was the boss who gave Mengxin advice, it should be Mengxin who took the initiative to attack, and then the boss saw the trick and defeated him, and gave him some pointers.

Qin Ze nodded, took a few steps forward, twisted his waist, raised his leg, and whipped him over.

The martial arts instructor raised his left arm to parry, but he only used five percent of his strength, thinking that he couldn't stay still, and he had to make a staggering appearance.

Then he trembled violently, and a huge force came from his left arm, directly sweeping him to the ground.

The scene suddenly quieted down, and the shouts that the melon-eating crowd were about to yell got stuck in their throats.

A few seconds later, there was thunderous applause.

Lao Zhou's acting skills are backhanded.

Mo Yu's eyes lit up, full of admiration, and he said in his heart that this guy, Lao Zhou, is usually upright to death, but he didn't expect his inner exquisiteness. This fall, he really fell out of his level, fell out of an orgasm, and fell out of the brilliant road of the workplace. The future is limitless.

Baby Qin: ""

She suddenly remembered a video she had seen before. The boss of a super company, who was old and liked to show, danced wearing a mask at the company's annual meeting. What kind of thing was he dancing? Slandered elementary school students.

It sucks anyway.

There were boos from the audience, halfway through the jump, the boss took off his mask.

"What the hell is this jumping, Dad!"

There was thunderous applause in an instant.

The audience in the live broadcast room were much more honest, and they complained one after another:

"It's so realistic."

"There is no technical content at all."

"Martial arts instructor: This year's acting emperor belongs to me."

"At the beginning, I only believed that the greatness was the conscience, but in the end I was powerless to see that the powerful was the reality."

"Baby, let's listen to you sing."

Qin Baobao didn't see these words, and the phone was still facing the circle.

The martial arts instructor got up with a dazed expression on his face. Hearing the deafening applause, he felt that his prestige as a "grandmaster" over the years had been swept away. That's not how the script was written. I should have fought President Qin for 300 rounds, and won by half.

He could see that Mr. Qin really had a few tricks, that's why he was accidentally swept away when he was relaxed just now.

No, this face must be taken back.

"President Qin, I was careless just now, let's do it again." The martial arts instructor said loudly.

"Yes." Qin Ze nodded. His kick was only a little effort, and it was more of a test. I didn't expect the martial arts guidance of the crew to be so poor.

The martial arts instructor rearranged his stance, lowered his hips, and motioned for Qin Ze to attack.

Qin Ze shook his head and waved at him.

If it is another KO, it will hurt people's face.

The martial arts instructor put away his underestimation mentality, took two quick steps, and punched Qin Ze in the face, to be precise, the chin, the chin was hard, even if Mr. Qin couldn't dodge the hit, it wouldn't hurt too much, and at the same time gave him a chance to stop .

But his punch was empty, Qin Ze turned his head to avoid it, and at the same time, punched him directly in the abdomen.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the martial arts instructor stood there stiffly. Then, he clutched his stomach and slowly knelt down on the ground, curled up all over, retching non-stop.

The scene fell silent again.

The people who eat melons were again impressed by the acting skills of the martial arts director.

With such acting skills and such scheming in the workplace, it would be unforgivable for him not to be promoted.

But soon, everyone realized that something was wrong, because Lao Zhou vomited up everything he ate at noon. Taking a closer look, he was startled, his face was pale, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and he let out a rapid panting sound.

"Hey, what's the matter with you." The two staff members stepped forward to help, thinking, this must not be acting, otherwise the acting is too realistic, Qin Baobao's acting is not as good as yours.

The martial arts instructor sat up with the support of the two, and after a long time, the severe pain in the abdomen eased, and he was barely able to speak. He glanced at Qin Ze resentfully: "President Qin practiced?"

"I've said it before." Qin Ze nodded.

Two points of force, attacking the abdomen, can make people so painful that even Dad can't cry out.

Three-point force, it will cause minor injuries.

This is his power now.

If he wasn't afraid of a comminuted fracture of his fist, he should be able to open a monument and crack a stone.

"What kind of kung fu does Mr. Qin practice?" the martial arts instructor asked admiringly.

"The times are calling."

Martial arts instructor: ""

The era of Nima is calling, if you pretend to break the law, Mr. Qin has already been sentenced to death, and the lightest is life imprisonment.

The applause was even more enthusiastic. This time the applause was different from the applause of applause before, using a very popular sentence: Everyone was shocked.

With one fist, he gave KO the martial arts instructor who was a tall man with eight-pack abs.

Could President Qin be the legendary martial arts master?

Didn't it say that Guoshu is a deception to deceive the world and steal people's reputation? If you are beaten to the ground by a boxer just a few times, you will lose your temper.

In fact, it has nothing to do with martial arts, everything is the embodiment of strength and speed, without the key attack skills of the signature martial arts.

"Take a break, and the pain will stop soon." Qin Ze said.

He didn't know that his performance just now was seen by tens of thousands of people in the live broadcast room.

There was an uproar of gifts and barrage brushes.