Martial Arts Master Chapter 33: Paparazzi

"What video did you make? The cooking?" Qi Fang remembered what happened when he moved.

...Mom, you really don't forget... Lou Cheng smiled and said: "Just take a picture."

"Then hurry up, I have to go shopping, I don't know if I called yesterday, I have to be so hurried!" Qi Fangxu complained whistly.

Really. A look of disgust... Lou Cheng murmured secretly, got up and walked under his own calendar, turned on the camera, and switched to the shooting interface.

Qi Fang took it and asked unsteadily:

"Click here?"

"Yes, take it for 20 to 30 seconds and then press it again." Lou Cheng exhorted, "I'll start as soon as I shout."

"Alright, alright, long-winded." Qi Fang took two steps back and placed the image of his son in the center of the phone.

In the past, Lou Zhisheng had a literary heart, loved taking pictures, always used his friend’s camera, and even Qi Fang also had basic skills. Because of this, Lou Cheng’s photo album had to be a few big books, and he was young and ignorant. The black history of the time, when the company fell, and had to fight for survival, the old couple gave up this hobby.

"Start!" Lou Cheng put on the air and slowly punched and kicked in front of the calendar. It was natural and long-lasting. It was much fancier than the old man and old lady who played Tai Chi in the square.

The shoulders sank, and his left hand was about to be pushed out. He suddenly felt a cold body, and the strange cold surged. The whole arm immediately lost the rest of consciousness, leaving only the meaning of coldness and stiffness.

The floor cost is ready to be used in the realm of "Void Meeting God", directly controlling the whole body, shaking his shoulders, and pushing out his arms as external weapons, but it was already a beat, and there was an obvious pause.

"What's wrong?" Qi Fang asked puzzledly.

Lou Cheng hurriedly put away his impetuous feelings, and smiled reluctantly:

"Gang's posture is not right, it's not beautiful, mom, retake it, retake it."

"Oh, your kid is getting more and more sassy!" Qi Fang didn't feel anything unusual, and laughed at his son.

Being demeanor but not temperature is the most widely spread foreign saying in Xiushan.

"Mom, I'm a figure with a face anyway." Lou Cheng explained with a low eyebrow and a smile.

After taking a short break, he replayed seven or eight training routines. Because of the proper control and short time, he finally did not encounter backlash and the recording was successfully completed.

After taking the phone back, the building was set up on the spot, watching my mother drag the grocery shopping cart to go out, and only sighed when she heard the door slammed shut.

Clearing up his mood and discussing a few sentences with Yan Zheke, he opened the app, logged in to Weibo, uploaded the video, and attached a sentence:

"Reclining!"

Not long after it was sent, this Weibo was instantly maxed out, and Lou Cheng saw one reply after another:

"You are fine!"

"Wow, someone cheated!"

"Master Lou does Tai Chi?"

"It's okay at all! Those people worry about it!"

"Really new recording today..."

"Hey, hug Fuzi and cry!"

"Hold Fanfan and cry out."

"How did you get hurt? You won't be really attacked, right?"

"It's too false to be attacked. Who would dare to pack a ticket to seriously hurt the building? If you are outside, it must be more than a serious injury!"

……

Everyone was talking about it, and the clouds that hung over the fans of Lou Cheng were swept away.

…………

Thinking of her son's exaggerated appetite, Qi Fang bought a lot of vegetables, dragged the cart, and went back downstairs.

In the shade of a tree not far away, a reporter wearing resin glasses quietly watched and thought to himself:

"Buy so much? There are no large numbers of guests coming and going..."

"Does Lou Cheng go home? The video he just played does feel at home!"

"It's worth noting that I stayed here for many days!"

While his thoughts turned, the reporter opened his pores with excitement and felt that he had found the big news.

He reckoned the situation silently, and after dark, followed a tenant into the elevator and came to the door of the building that had been investigated a long time ago.

Boom boom boom, the reporter knocked on the door of the room.

"Who is it?" Lou Zhisheng, who was watching the news in the living room, came over in doubt. He habitually opened the security door without looking at Maoyan and found a stranger.

"Hello, I'm a reporter from Xingsheng Evening News Online, and I want to interview Lou Cheng." The reporter smiled, taking it for granted.

Lou Zhisheng was only occasionally interviewed by local media in Xiushan in the past year, and he participated in topics such as "Lou Cheng's growth process" and "Family Education of Tianjiao in the World". These are all pre-booked, so, He was inexperienced in similar things, and subconsciously turned to the room and shouted:

"Chengzi, a reporter is looking for you."

Really! The reporter was overjoyed, and the digital camera hung on his chest was hungry.

Lou Cheng is at the stage of not wanting to see outsiders, not wanting to be interviewed, not wanting to expose his own problems to the public. He took a breath and walked slowly to the door, reaching out to cover half of his face:

"For interviews, please contact the "Foreign Affairs Team" of Dragon Tiger Club."

"Dad, close the door!"

"...Okay." Lou Zhisheng was taken aback, and closed the door with a bang.

The reporter did not rush, but the opposite was a monster that could give birth to tigers and leopards. Even if he was injured, he was still recovering. It was not something he could be worried about. Moreover, with dragons and tigers as his backing, he couldn’t get out. Journalists’ news.

Of course, he is not disappointed. After such an episode, hot headlines are already in his pocket!

He did not leave, he leaned directly next to the elevator, editing the content with his mobile phone:

"Lou Cheng returns home secretly, afraid of interviews, afraid of meeting people, for fear of other hidden dangers!"

Well, I am afraid, not necessarily!

As soon as this news came out, the speculation and discussion that had subsided revived. Many reporters gathered in Xiushan, vying to complete the exclusive.

Lou Cheng was harassed so much that he had to ask Longhu to send security personnel to the door and block everything. As for the father and mother on their way to work, there was security in the open and the military in the secret.

However, there are also unstoppable guests. After the "Foreign Affairs Team" of the Dragon Tiger Club declined the proposal of the Xiushan government's high-level visits, Director Xing Chengwu, who carried countless expectations and burdens, stepped into the building as an elder. Home.

"Uncle Xing sits." Lou Cheng tried to relax, trying to appear natural.

If you just visit by the elders, there is no "official show", you should be able to hold on to the other side to leave without making a fool of yourself. Well, if you don’t exercise much, it’s like dealing with cousins, two uncles, aunts, and grandpa on both sides. Grandma is the same as grandpa and grandma.

Xing Chengwu was not polite, sat in the middle of the sofa, smiled and looked at it a few times:

"The mental head is not bad."

"Recovered well." Lou Cheng leaned forward, picked up the teapot, and poured Xing Chengwu a cup of hairy green buds.

Xing Chengwu is in the police system and his level is not low. He has heard a little bit about this incident. After a few greetings, he asked curiously:

"The attacker is really a foreign gun?"

If Lou Cheng could single-whip the dead side gang, it would subvert his knowledge of martial arts!

"No, other cultivation systems have some characteristics of Waigang in advance." Lou Cheng answered truthfully, but didn't specifically say that he was a cultivator.

Xing Chengwu knows nothing about it, just like Peng Leyun, Ren Li, An Chaoyang and Lou Cheng were discussing the battle. They were vague and didn't want to explain everything.

After chatting for a while, seeing Lou Cheng appear a little tired, he drank the remaining tea and stood up:

"The injury is just right. If you have more rest, I won't bother you. When you fully recover, come to your home as a guest."

"It's necessary." Lou Cheng smiled and got up and delivered to the door.

Seeing Xing Chengwu's departure, the exhaustion on his face was immediately wiped away, but soon, the muscles began to twist, his expression became hideous, and sweat was secreted from his forehead.

After a few seconds, Lou Cheng came back to life.

After Xing Chengwu left the Lou’s house, he took the initiative to accept the reporter’s interview and said in a loud voice:

"What can happen? He is in good spirits!"

After this incident, the crazy door-to-door situation no longer exists, but there are still many reporters wandering around, day after day, trying to block the success.

Two or three days later, someone came to visit again, this time it was his cousin Lou Yuanwei and the second son Lou Yuanchang.

Over this period of time, Lou Yuanwei, who has seen the world with his two sons, has increasingly realized that his current status comes from his younger brother’s identity and strength. He is more nervous about Lou Cheng’s injury than anyone in the family. The other party was safe and sound, and finally put his heart back completely.

"Family, pour whatever you want to drink, and take whatever you want. You don't have to be polite, and I don't have to trouble." Lou Cheng leaned on the sofa, smiling.

Under similar conditions, I can stay safe for several hours and sleep only once or twice at night.

"Okay! I like you to say that!" The second son smiled and worked hard, and really regarded this place as his own home.

After dinner, he returned to the company and sent Lou Yuanwei away. He smiled and looked at the scenery outside the window, waiting for his lover to arrive.

Ten minutes later, a young woman with a delicate and charming face entered the office and asked curiously:

"You went to see the building and finished it?"

"Yes, it's okay." The two replied with a smile.

"But I heard that he was hurt very badly, maybe he was pretending to be okay...Why are you still looking at him eagerly?" The young woman chuckled lightly.

The corners of Erzi's mouth aroused:

"Even if he really has no hope of Waigang in the future, he is also a non-human strong, a big boss, behind the Ice God Sect and Dragon Tiger Club to support ~ IndoMTL.com~ There is also a Waigang master!"

"Take ten thousand steps, even if he is completely abolished, I will go to see him and show my concern, what can I waste? Don’t do it for nothing, don’t do it!"

"Yes, yes, you always make sense." The young woman posted.

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In the early morning, Lou Cheng turned over and got out of bed, and stretched out his fists in his room, doing static piles first, and then practicing slow routines.

His current body is still unable to support real training. Even with the word "Pro" to accelerate healing, it will take more than a month to perform restorative exercises. He is currently doing a little activity to coordinate the body and mind and assist in healing. .

Therefore, there is no reason to go to the park, and there are reporters lurking outside.

With a punch from the waist, Lou Cheng's body became stiff. Except for his head and limbs, his torso was completely "frozen" and unable to move.

Such a situation appeared during these ten minutes, making him gradually irritable, and he wanted to punch himself.

"Huh, the first time Lin Que was injured, the master said that he was a blessing in disguise. With a contrast, he felt'quiet' and'receive'... I can't be anxious, and strive to realize something from actual combat, such as martial arts. Position in your own system, such as a peaceful state of mind..." Lou Cheng warned himself, calming down his emotions, and re-starting routines, but how can he adapt so quickly and how easy he can adjust his mentality.

Unconsciously, it has been a month since he went home and saw the last researcher at a nearby military base.

"Also, I haven't got any useful results." The technologist lowered his head in shame.

"Normal. If we succeeded every time we did the research, we would have dominated the universe." Lou Cheng replied with a smile to withstand disappointment.

The military officer nodded and said with a new look:

"But we sorted out the information that Ge Hui had missed, and got a cultivation technique with core elements!"