Cloud-l hey hey smiled. "Brother Yong, what dare I say in front of you, captain? Isn’t it a New Year’s Day show in a few days? Our Wushu team also has a program. "
Qu Yong said, "Oh, I’ll definitely pay tribute then."
Liu Yan seems to have hesitated for a while before saying, "Actually, our program wants to perform real martial arts to show the teachers and students a Chinese martial arts that is no worse than those fancy taekwondo Aikido."
"Oh," said Qu Yong with serious support. "This is good."
"But" cloud-l gritted his teeth and finally said, "We are still short of a leading role."
"Oh?" Zong Qianqian suddenly said, "This protagonist should not miss Ayong, right?"
"Sister-in-law is really snow and ice!" Liu Yan was overjoyed and even said, "Exactly exactly."
This "sister-in-law" called Zong Qianqian blushed and spat and stopped talking. Although everyone in school knew that they were dating, they didn’t call it face to face.
"Me? How is it me? " Qu Yong didn’t expect the Wushu team to find himself.
Liu Yandao: "Brother Yong, don’t be modest. Now the school knows that you are a master among the masters. On the same day, you defeated Taekwondo Wang Chou and two extreme punches. Hua Shao, his brother, was awarded the title of the first master of medicine."
"I never thought about fighting with others when I practiced martial arts!" QuYong cold way "the first master name can’t blather"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes," said Liu Yan, who didn’t expect flattery to capture the horse’s leg awkwardness. "This is natural and won’t talk nonsense, but please perform martial arts on behalf of our martial arts team at the New Year’s Day show, which is widely expected."
Qu Yong primly said, "Do you know what martial arts I study?"
Liu Yan’s leader was excited and said, "Xingyiquan!"
Qu Yong said, "Xingyiquan doesn’t perform when killing the enemy!"
"Well," Liu Yan suddenly said with unspeakable disappointment, "Why don’t you think about it again, Brother Yong? It’s not just a performance, but a great opportunity to show you the charm of our martial arts. The wine is fragrant and afraid of the deep alley."
Qu Yong wanted to refuse, but Zong Qianqian beat him to it. "Ayong, I think what he said makes sense. Now Taekwondo, Judo and Aikido can be popular in China, which is an important place in the world market. What do you think?"
Qu Yong shook his head, and there were many truths in it, some of which were related to politics. He didn’t say it directly.
Zong Qianqian can also see Qu Yong’s meaning. She said, "Apart from some historical factors, the most important reason is that most martial arts stand still and lack a unified business operation. Like Taekwondo, they first unify beauty contests and sponsor various exchanges and performances. This is the core."
"Make money?" For the first time, Qu Yong talked about martial arts and money in such a naked way. "Does Taekwondo make money and martial arts not make money?"
He chewed Zong Qianqian carefully in his mind and understood what she meant. Why did Bai Guoshu decline so much? Even if a person’s martial arts were severe, in this society, you can’t talk about Qu Yong by giving money. He wanted to help Cheng Shu, but he didn’t have any money. Even if his martial arts were severe, he didn’t have to set up a stall to sell honeysuckle. He paid for medicine with the money of four girls.
"Kill the enemy without performing?" This sentence was said by the old-timer of Xingyiquan that one day the veteran took it out and told it to Qu Yong. Qu Yong still remembered that the veteran face was rarely confused at that time, and he didn’t seem to know if this sentence was right or wrong.
"Being rich before revitalizing martial arts is just like saying in Historical Records that" granary knows etiquette, food and clothing know honor and disgrace ".If you are hungry, how can you have energy and be kind to the sky?"
Zong Qianqian’s words hit Qu Yong hard as if he wanted to break the bread wrapped in a hard shell outside his heart so that he could breathe freely and see the real world clearly.
"what kind of performance is it this time?" QuYong took a deep breath and asked, "Don’t play plywood like Taekwondo? Or is it a brick with one hand? "
Liu Yan andao said, "It’s still a woman’s charm, junior year." But he didn’t show it in his face. "This time, it’s not just a routine performance. Everyone is tired of playing all the way. This time, it’s a sparring performance with Taekwondo Aikido."
"Fight?"
Liu Yan nodded. "It’s Taekwondo President Wang Chou Aikido President Ma Shoucheng and the Wushu Team. The three of me will perform their own stunts first and then compete on the same stage. After all, it’s a scuffle, but to tell you the truth, I am the weakest of the three and I will definitely lose badly."
Qu Yong said, "Did you think of me?"
Liu Yan stopped beating around the bush and said, "I thought that no one in the school is their opponent except Yong Ge."
"What will happen if this war is won?" Qu Yong didn’t say that he was going to perform. Did he say that "this war" was in his heart or would he regard this stage performance as a war?
"If we can win this World War I, our Wushu team will be able to hold its head up in front of the school." Cloud-l’s eyes are shining. "And the most important thing is that Brother Yong, you will be able to sit firmly on the throne of the first master of Qu medicine."
Qu Yong said, "Is that all?" He doesn’t like fame. Doubt is a burden.
Zong Qianqian has been in contact with Qu Yong for a long time, and he has thoroughly pondered his temper. He knows what he thinks in his heart and slowly said, "Everything is a double-edged sword that can kill and save people. You have been deliberately keeping a low profile, but after so many things, haven’t you found out that you can’t go back to the ordinary Qu Yong?"
"This" Zong Qianqian’s remarks touched Qu Yong very much. He took a deep breath and looked at the night for a long time. "I’ll think about it and reply to you one day."
Liu Yandao "OK, I’ll wait for your good news."
This is an ordinary dance, but Liu Yan suddenly appeared and Jia Zongqian’s words touched Qu Yong greatly. He suddenly saw that he had never thought of a road before.
Tonight seems to have knocked on a door, a door that is no longer ordinary.
At this time, the music stopped leisurely. "Students take a ten-minute break at halftime."