My Sister is a Big Star

  The staff first glanced at Baby Qin’s phone.

   "I'm live streaming." Baby Qin smiled.

   Suddenly, the staff was a little restrained, their bodies stood up slightly, standing with a straight waist, and smiled: "They are trying their fists and feet."

  This is how things are. I just made up a fighting scene. When Qin Ze started his hand, he subconsciously played a few real fighting skills, but of course he failed. Tucao by the martial arts instructor.

  Qin Ze said: "Occasionally, a few more realistic movements are not bad."

  Although the action in the movie is mainly fancy, it should be better to have a few quick and accurate actions occasionally, but the martial arts director of the crew is particularly strong, and the extra actions of the actors will make him unhappy.

  The martial arts instructor retorted: "Mr. Qin, although most of the actions in the film and television are ostentatious, they are just for aesthetics, but it does not mean that they are unreal. It is just that your actors have shown that they are flashy and not real and do not show power."

  Qin Ze wondered: "Why don't I feel any reality?"

  In his philosophy, any gorgeous actions are superfluous.

  When I listened to the martial arts instructor, I was immediately unhappy. I felt that my professional majesty was being questioned. He said displeased: "Mr. Qin, you don't understand this business. Don't be misled by the uselessness of national arts on the Internet. The skills are also simple and gorgeous."

The staff on the side of    said: “Yes, Brother Zhou practiced in Shaolin Temple when he was a child, won the Sanda championship, and was still a black belt third stage in taekwondo. He is a real black belt, not comparable to those who casually tie a black belt on his waist.”

  The martial arts instructor smiled, “Taekwondo is famous for its gorgeous way. Don’t look at him for high kicks. Swing kicks are very exaggerated. A real master, a swing kick can dislocate a person’s jaw."

  Qin Zexin said, you are afraid that Wudang Mountain is not in your eyes.

  "Taekwondo does have two tricks, but if you encounter a tough one, you will beat you a few times. Once you are close to your body, the taekwondo will be finished."

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

  Qin Ze smiled, "I really practiced."

  The martial arts instructor asked curiously: "What has Qin practiced?"

  Qin Ze said: "The times are calling."

  Martial arts guide: "..."

  It happened to be a break, and Qin Ze said, "Should we come to make gestures?"

  The martial arts instructor immediately shook his head.

"Why?"

   "I'm serious, I didn't take it seriously."

  Qin Ze: "..."

  It’s a coincidence, I get serious and even afraid of myself.

  Mo Yu saw that the martial arts instructor was so uninterested, he winked at him, and smiled: "Old Zhou, you just make gestures with Qin, and Qin may not be worse than you."

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

  What the director meant was to let him put a water on him, and fight with General Qin for 300 rounds, going in and out, up and down, and finally barely defeated Mr. Qin, creating an atmosphere of glory despite defeat.

   After all, everyone can see that President Qin is actually a scorpion. If he loses to him, then it is clear that he is hypocritical flattery. If other employees don't say it with contempt in their hearts, Mr. Qin may be unhappy as well.

  I think again, the rest time is quite boring, and it just happens to bring some fun to everyone.

  He felt that President Qin thought the same way, so he nodded and agreed.

   Then there is such a come out.

   "Competition?" Baby Qin's eyes lit up and looked at the camera of the phone: "Hey, this is what happened. My brother has to fight with the martial arts director of the crew. Do you want to watch it?"

  Response from the audience in the live broadcast room.

  Baby Qin hummed: "Excuse me, now I want to quit the live broadcast."

  Then deliberately shook the camera and watched it again. There was a wailing in the live broadcast room.

  "Do you want to quit the live broadcast at a critical moment? Be careful my fans turn black."

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

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

   "I have never seen how an actor makes a film, but I want to see Qin Ze get beaten."

   "Why do you think Qin Ze must be beaten? Maybe he can win."

"It's impossible to win, that martial arts instructs the muscles of the whole body, and how could Qin Ze know martial arts, at most he has practiced taekwondo or something. This thing is actually useless, my cousin practice taekwondo, just like Tai Chi, playing tricks? It’s just a matter of momentum."

  Baby Qin pouted her lips, letting you guys tease me just now.

  She said to her mobile phone: "My brother has never practiced martial arts, but he fights very well, and he won't necessarily lose."

  'S response was: "Hyun brother crazy demon, nature is exposed."

  "They are about to start." Baby Qin turned the phone screen towards the circle.

  The onlookers of the crew members were also whispering, but they said very lightly, because it is difficult for others to hear what they are talking about.

   "Does President Qin like to show off?"

   "Lao Zhou is so upright, it is really embarrassing for him to pretend to lose."

   "What if I lose, maybe I will be appreciated by President Qin and get paid?"

"envy."

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

  Since it was the boss who pointed Mengxin, it should be Mengxin who took the initiative to attack, and then the boss took the initiative to defeat him, and gave him some advice.

  Qin Ze nodded, rushed forward a few steps, twisted his waist, raised his leg, and whip over.

  The martial arts instructor raised his left arm to parry. He used only five minutes of effort, thinking that he could not stay still, but he wanted to stagger.

   Then he trembled fiercely, and a huge force came from his left arm, which directly swept him to the ground.

  The scene suddenly calmed down, and the shouts of the crowd who were eating melons just got stuck in their throats.

  A few seconds later, there was thunderous applause.

  Lao Zhou’s acting skills...the backhand is just a thumbs up.

Mo Yu’s eyes lit up, full of admiration, and he said that Lao Zhou, this guy, is usually dying, but he did not expect to be exquisite inside. This fall, he really fell to the level, fell to a climax, and fell out of the bright road of the workplace. The future is limitless.

  Baby Qin: "..."

Suddenly she remembered a video she had watched before. The boss of a certain super company was very old and likes to show. One time she danced in a mask at the company's annual meeting. What kind of thing did she dance? The level of elementary school students... .. All this slander the pupils.

   **** anyway.

   There was a boo in the audience, halfway through, the boss took off his mask.

   "What the **** is jumping... Fuck, Dad!"

  The applause was thunderous in an instant.

  The audience in the live broadcast room was much more honest, and they all complained:

   "The acting is too realistic."

   "No technical content at all."

   "Martial Arts Guidance: This year's Emperor Yan belongs to me."

  "In the beginning, I only believed that the great is the conscience, but in the end I can't see clearly that the strong is the reality."

   "Baby, let's listen to you sing."

  Baby Qin didn't see these words, and the phone still moved towards the circle.

  The martial arts instructor stood up with a bewildered look, and listened to the deafening applause, feeling that his prestige as the “master” for many years was wiped out. The script is not written like this. I should have fought General Qin for three hundred rounds, and then won half of the move.

  He could see that Qin always had a few real shots, so he was accidentally swept over when he was relaxed just now.

  No, this face must be brought back.

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

   "Yes." Qin Ze nodded, his kick was only a part of his force, and it was more of a trial. I didn't expect the martial arts instructor of the crew to be so poor.

  The martial arts instructor reopened his posture, lowered his hips, and signaled Qin Ze to attack.

  Qin Ze shook his head and waved to him.

  In case it is another ko, it will hurt others' face.

The martial arts instructor put away his underestimation, rushed for two steps, punched Qin Ze in the face, to be precise, the chin, the chin was hard, even if Qin couldn’t avoid it, it wouldn’t hurt too much. At the same time, he 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 his abdomen.

  Under everyone's eyes, the martial arts instructor stiffened, and then, clutching his stomach, he slowly fell to his knees, curled up and retched.

  The scene is quiet again.

  The people who eat melon are once again convinced by the acting skills guided by martial arts.

  For this acting skill and this career scheming, he won’t be promoted, and it’s hard to tolerate him.

  But soon everyone found something was wrong, because Lao Zhou vomited and all the food he ate at noon vomited out. When he took a closer look, he was startled, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gasped quickly.

   "Oh hello, what's wrong with you." The two staff members stepped forward to help, and said to their hearts, this shouldn't be the acting, otherwise the acting is too realistic, and Baby Qin's acting is not as good as you are.

  The martial arts instructor sat up with the support of the two of them. After a long time, the violent abdomen pain eased, and he was barely able to speak. He gave Qin Ze a bitter look at Qin Ze: "Did Qin practiced?"

   "I told you." Qin Ze nodded.

   Two points of force, attacking the abdomen, it can make people so painful that even dad can't call it out.

  Three-point force, it will cause minor injuries.

  This is his current strength.

  If he is not afraid of fist comminuted fractures, he should be able to crack the stone.

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

   "The age is calling."

  Martial arts guide: "..."

  The era of Nima is calling, if he pretends to break the law, President Qin has already been sentenced to death, and the lightest sentence is life imprisonment.

  The applause is even more enthusiastic. This time, the applause is different from the previous applause, in a popular sentence: everyone is horrified.

   One fist gave KO a martial arts coach who is tall and has eight pack abs.

  Is President Qin a legendary martial arts master?

  Isn’t it said that the national martial arts is a trick to deceive the world and the world’s reputation? I was beaten to the ground by a boxer just a few times, and I didn’t have a temper.

  In fact, it has nothing to do with national martial arts. Everything is a manifestation of power and speed. There is no key attack technique of national martial art signature.

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

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

  Gifts and barrage brushes are boisterous.