Gourmet conquest starts from the entertainment industry

"Crack!"

With a sound, Zhou Mochen's warm-up ended. Without saying anything, he made a gesture of raising his hand and attacked Zhao Wenzhuo.

After the fight, Zhou Mochen realized that what others said was hard fists and arms was true, and ordinary people simply couldn't stand such physical strength.

Zhao Wenzhuo knows all kinds of boxing techniques, but because of his physique, he is best at Tongbei. I didn't intend to use it at first, but just to learn from each other. But Zhao Wenzhuo was more and more frightened.

Although Zhou Mochen's body is not that hard, it is very real. A punch seems to be hit on a relatively hard spring, and it has a self-relieving function. With a punch, the strength has been relieved by 9 points. Not only has it to do with kung fu, but it also has a lot to do with Zhou Mochen's physical fitness.

"This kid is really an evildoer. It seems that he has to show some housekeeping skills."

Zhao Wenzhuo thought to himself. Immediately, he took a step back and used Tongbei in an instant. The speed is overwhelming.

"Brother Zhuo has to be serious."

Laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the doorway. Knowing that Zhao Wenzhuo had been unable to do anything to Zhou Mochen before. I also tried out some strength, so I started with peace of mind.

Zhao Jinmai and the others also watched the excitement. Having competed with others, she is very clear about the joy of fighting, as if it really stimulated uncontrollable factors. There is a sense of expectation in the eyes. Violent girl went online immediately.

And here Zhou Mochen was also active. Seeing that Zhao Wenzhuo on the opposite side was serious, he smiled slightly and released all his strength. Skills are also becoming more and more natural. If you want to improve, you still need to compete with others more.

Generally, as long as they are not crushing opponents, there is nothing they can do about Zhou Mochen. Good body, good eyesight, super five senses. No matter how fast the action is, he can catch it, and the body will subconsciously use the best way to touch it.

Fist to flesh is a man's romance. The strength of Taijiquan was also used by him one by one, and he was holding back his strength. Zhou Mochen knew that his strength was different from others, so he had to pay attention to safety.

People say that fighting is the most tiring. After ten minutes of non-stop, I have already sweated a little. Zhou Mochen shouted happily.

"Okay, okay, stop fighting, let me see your arm. You kid is a monster. You kid is born to be a martial arts material."

Zhao Wenzhuo hurriedly took a few steps back to distance herself from Zhou Mochen. This time it was really enjoyable, and he waved his hand and called a timeout. Then he walked in front of Zhou Mochen, rolled up his sleeves, and looked at Zhou Mochen's arms, there was no trace at all. Not what a monster is.

"Brother Zhuo's strength is this. If it weren't for my better health, I would really lie down."

Zhou Mochen praised, but he wasn't exaggerating at all. My family knows my own affairs.

"Haha, brother Zhuo, there are people you can't help. It's so interesting."

Wu Jing knew the result when he saw the halfway, and he felt the same way when he competed with Zhou Mochen. The fight was really fun, but the opponent didn't react at all. No matter what angle you punched, kicked, or used elbows and knees, they could all be blocked. Very aggrieved.

"This kid is a pervert."

Zhao Wenzhuo gave a wry smile. Wu Yue was also greedy looking at the side, although he also wanted to try it out, seeing that Zhao Wenzhuo couldn't do anything about him, so he rested his mind, he knew what his strength was.

"Brother Zhuo, I'll take you as a compliment. Come on, go inside and drink tea."

Zhou Mochen smiled lightly. He led the crowd into the house. Zhao Jinmai hurried forward to ask if there was anything wrong. If it weren't for the large number of people, Zhou Mochen might have to be inspected.

The three little guys were the most excited. They saw the live version of Kung Fu for the first time and thought it was very powerful. From time to time, he made gestures. I haven't learned Kung Fu for two days, and it's very cute when I use it.

"Yo, the three little guys also learned Kung Fu?"

Wu Jing asked happily after seeing the movements of the little guys. He appreciates people who practice martial arts, especially children. This is the correct value, at least he can be a normal person when he grows up.

"Yeah, let them exercise. These two learn Wing Chun from Mai Mai. This one learns Tai Chi from me."

Zhou Mochen responded with a smile.

"Okay, the children of our Qin country have to learn from their ancestors. Not to mention what to do, it is certain to keep fit."

Zhao Wenzhuo nodded and replied. I am impressed by these two couples, it is rare that they are sober at such a young age.

Then Zhao Jinmai took the two sister-in-laws out for shopping. Several big men were drinking tea and chatting in the shop.

"Xiaochen, it's really a pity that you don't go to filming. What are the children nowadays. There are not many who can endure hardship. Some are not even as good as girls."

Zhao Wenzhuo lamented the current status of the entertainment industry, looking at Zhou Mochen's various qualities, how he liked it. Good looks, high skill.

"Haha, Brother Zhuo, I'd better stop being annoying. There are a lot of people who are bitter about it now. I think it's good to do my job well."

Zhou Mochen smiled slightly, this is not the first time someone said that he is suitable for filming. Helplessly indifferent to this.

"Xiaochen is sober in the world. It's rare. As long as you do your job well, you have a clear conscience."

Wu Yue also admires Zhou Mochen very much. Although he doesn't have much contact with him, it's hard to know what's going on in the circle.

"How many people have persuaded this brat. It's useless. But I think it's better for him to be a chef. Otherwise, it's a pity that so many delicious dishes are gone."

"Haha, you're right. I didn't believe those rumors on the Internet before. They said that you are good at cooking, but now seeing is believing. It's really amazing."

A few people chatted and chatted about kung fu. As a junior, Zhou Mochen also listened carefully, looking for what was useful to him. Although it is a modern society, the people of Qin still have some kung fu dreams in their hearts. Something passed down from the ancestors.

Today Zhou Mochen didn't teach the two apprentices anymore, and let them practice by themselves, after all, it's not good to leave the guests behind.

The ladies and children who went out to play were also crazy. He didn't come back until dinner was about to start at night. At the invitation of Zhao Wenzhuo and Wu Jing, Zhou Mochen added a lot of dishes to the box. Wine was brought. It's a table fight.

The few men who couldn't let go of drinking at noon went straight to have fun at night. Warriors are also proud, and they don't bow to others when they drink. Cup by cup. Zhao Wenzhuo had never had a drink with Zhou Mochen. He was about to pass out drunk, and seeing that Zhou Mochen didn't respond, he smiled wryly and gave up. Counseling still has to be counseled, even if Zhou Mochen meets Zhou Mochen while drinking.

After the end, I gave two new friends a small gift box set, called the hotel car and sent them back.

"This little guy can really drink, it's sloppy."

Wu Yue stopped cooking as soon as he got in the car, and he was still struggling just now.

"Does he have a name called Zhou Dionysus? I think it's possible to let Zhou go. It's terrible."

Zhao Wenzhuo's heart trembled too. He knew how much he drank just now, and he didn't react at all, probably because the smell of alcohol on his body was a little stronger.

"Haha, what is this? You don't know, this brat just had sex with his customers before, and all the more than 20 tables in the restaurant got down and drank one by one. Good guy."

Wu Jing laughed immediately, he didn't go up to fight, he knew Zhou Mochen's capacity. Those who know that they have a chance to win are called bravery, but those who go all out without knowing the bottom line, and still go up to fight, that is called stupid criticism.

"By the way, drink slowly the things Xiaochen brought to you. We practice martial arts to some extent, and those things have a good nourishing effect."

"Really? So good!"

Zhao Wenzhuo knows the pain of those who practice martial arts. Everyone has it, except for those who only practice internal boxing and don't practice fighting style. Especially when there are more or less stars like them.

"Really, you will know when you wake up tomorrow morning. The wine and tea you drank today are."

Wu Jing replied with a smile. It is also reminded for the sake of good relationship. He knew that Zhou Mochen rarely gave such small gift boxes. Guess it was because of him.

Wu Jing's guess was right, because he gave it.

After Zhou Mochen sent them away, he took the whole family back. Leave the rest to Ling Zihan and the others.

"Uncle, Uncle, you don't smell good. It stinks."

Zhou Zixi sat in the car and sniffed. Although Zhou Mochen was not drunk, the smell of alcohol was very strong. The body evaporates naturally.

"Little girl, you still despise my uncle."

Zhou Mochen went up and pinched her little cheek. To teach a lesson. But she was not afraid at all, pinching her nose. He also fanned it with his small hands.

"Okay, Brother Chen, don't tease her, the smell is strong in the first place. You go back and take a shower, or the puddings will dislike you again."

Zhao Jinmai smiled and patted his hand pinching his little cheek. Said something angrily.

Zhou Mochen thought about Pudding's disgusted expressions every time, and suddenly became unhappy. It's true that I want to complain, but I can't say anything.

Sure enough, Zhao Jinmai really talked, and the disgusted expression reappeared. Mango and Da Mao Er Mao also learned. It made a few people laugh so hard.

Zhao Jinmai also urged Zhou Mochen to take a bath quickly.

"You little fellows have all grown up. You even dislike your father. Don't pretend to be pitiful to me."

After Zhou Mochen left, Zhao Jinmai began to reprimand the little guys. One by one immediately froze, their expressions instantly changed to pitiful ones.

"Haha, okay, okay, don't be sad, aunt hug."

Liu Yifei likes mango pudding very much. Quickly hugged and comforted.

Jing Tian and Zhou Mowei also picked up a dog and went back. Zhao Jinmai rolled his eyes.

Zhou Mowei checked that it was almost time, and took the children to take a bath and go to bed. Seeing this, Liu Yifei immediately put down the Pudding Mango who was still close to her just now and followed her up. Jing Tian followed closely behind.

There were only four little ones left in the living room. Leng Leng looked at. Thinking, who am I? where am I? What was I doing just now? So love goes away right?

Zhao Jinmai didn't know that the four little ones had so much drama in their hearts. Together with the other three people, they bathed the three little guys and wiped their fragrance.

After saying good night to the children, he went back to the bedroom. Zhou Mochen didn't go down after taking a shower. There are more women, so avoid suspicion. Although the relationship is very good.

"Honey, why don't you blow your hair?"

"Short hair, it dries in a while."

Zhou Mochen fiddled with his short hair. Not too short, not too long. medium.

"That won't work. What if I catch a cold in a while. Wait."

Seeing that Zhou Mochen's hair was still wet. Zhao Jinmai brought a hair dryer. Let Zhou Mochen sit down.

This made him feel that drying his hair is also a very comfortable thing, and his soft little hands are sliding and sliding on the scalp.

Boys' hair is still easy to blow dry. Zhao Jinmai straightened Zhou Mochen's face, looked at it carefully, and was very satisfied with his craftsmanship.

Then he kissed Zhou Mochen's lips. A man who has just taken a shower is at his best. So Zhao Jinmai couldn't hold back the anger.

After putting away the hair dryer, Zhao Jinmai went to take a shower. Zhou Mochen lay on the bed and turned on his phone.

A Weibo post made him very helpless. I saw that the person who posted the post was Wu Jing. He was even more speechless. Is this elder brother planning to cheat his younger brother? Just post it, you are still a metaphor!