Ultimate Teacher Chapter 290: 、 Tai Chi Picture!


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Chapter 290, "Tai Chi Picture"!

The smile on Song Ge ’s face is solidified before he can put it away.

Substitution? Is n’t the actor a director?

Song Ge is about to cry.

He knew that his feelings were correct, and they did not consider himself a big name at all. They do not respect themselves. If they care a little bit about their feelings, they will obey their own words and replace the shitless Tai Chi master.

Big names require a big-name temper, and he wants to throw away a bad word. But suddenly I remembered that all the hidden rumors in the circle about the origin of the summer's identity could not be said at all, and what was worse was that the tight leather jacket on his body could not throw his sleeves.

If you want to stay, no one will stay. Where he stood was embarrassed, his face extremely embarrassed.

What does this little white face have to do with summer? I have n’t seen a man get close to summer in years. The only one who is close to Feng Yuanyuan seems to be depressed recently. Could this little white face come into her eyes?

Song Ge regrets. Women are irrational when they fall in love. Why bother her lover?

Summer ’s assistant is Zhang Wei, because he has a good relationship with Feng Yuanyuan, thinking that Feng Yuanyuan will eventually be able to hold the beauty. Unexpectedly, betting the wrong treasure, Feng Yuanyuan was kicked thousands of miles away in the summer. He was worried about the estrangement between himself and summer, so he has been trying to make up for it recently.

It's not auspicious to change players on the spot. Hearing Xia said he wanted to change the director on the spot, he wanted to persuade him, but worried that it would make Xia angry. Because he has been with Xia for many years, knowing that as long as Xia decides, few people can change it.

He was hesitant, but Fang Yan exhorted: "It's not that serious. I think Director Song still has some misunderstandings about me and Tai Chi. If I play a live show for him, he will There is a new understanding of us, if it is not possible, it is not too late to change people at that time — "

Fang Yan opened his mouth, and Zhang Wei quickly followed suit and said, "Ms. Fang is right. Teacher Song Ge is looking at Tai Chi from the standpoint of camera performance, and Teacher Fang is looking at issues from the depth of Tai Chi. It ’s just that everyone ’s focus is different—we just need to find one thing in common, which is to show Tai Chi ’s nourishment and beautiful appearance on the lens. Is n’t that what we need? ”

Looking at Song Ge in the summer, he asked with a smile on his face: "Teacher Song, what do you say?"

"Then let him play again." Song Ge said. I thought, they still need themselves. Actors are easy to find, and good directors are not so easy to find. "Seeing is believing. I hope he will not disappoint."

Fang Yan looked at Fang Yan in the summer and said, "You will walk through the exercises first and let the two little girls remember the routine."

"No problem." Fang Yan said.

Fang Yan walked to the edge of the cliff, his body standing in the form of a plum blossom pile.

As for the staff behind, they whispered why stupid questions like tai chi must go to the edge of the cliff. No one wants to answer, because no one except Fang Yan knows the answer to this question.

Fang Yan took a deep breath, and then tapped out the toes of her right foot gently, moving gently and comfortably, rounded like an arc.

Every move of his movements was cautious, like he was afraid that his palms would disperse the wind and his soles would step on the grass.

However, as time went on, his movements gradually accelerated. This rate of increase is asymptotic and will not make you feel abrupt and any unnatural.

His body is like an arc, like an iron bow, and like a curved willow tree. Such as the white ape that absorbs the air of the world, such as insect fish and flowers. Be integrated with everything in this world.

Every time he turned, his body seemed to fall into the abyss. This allows everyone to enjoy the ultimate beauty while raising their hearts to their throats, but their worries are really superfluous, because no matter how Fang Yan draws a circle and turns around, he stands there like a thousand-year-old pine. Not too small, not less than one cent.

The residual sun is like egg yolk, showing a little shy face in the thick white mist.

Seeing the excitement here, a small bird with colorful feathers also flew over to probe the brain and watch. Also screaming, a lovely and cheerful look.

Fang Yan's body jumped, and the little bird was caught in his palm.

His two arms spread out, learning to swing his wings up and down.

He knew that as long as he used this stunt, a female fan would have to faint.

The little bird was standing in the palm of his hand, and the little bird was accumulating force, and Fang Yan let out the force. The bird took off, and Fang Yan pushed it up again with the power of Tai Chi.

The bird became nervous, and the chirping sounded even worse.

However, when it finds that it is not in any danger, and the game is very fun, it becomes enjoyable. Fang Yan let off, and he jumped hard. As Fang Yan charged, it fell steadily. It even turned and yelled at Fang Yan, meaning you hurry up and hurry up, you **** — one person and one bird will have fun.

On the ridge in the distance, a monk looked at him with a smile.

"How is this son?" the old monk asked.

"Because of the anger, the momentum is like a rainbow, this child has a tendency to be difficult to distinguish between yin and yang." The middle-aged old man said with admiration.

"The universe deduces the process of all things from the Promise to the Tai Chi. If there are all things, there is the sky above us and the earth under our feet, the way of heaven and earth, and the creation of everything with Yin and Yang. , Wind and rain, four o'clock, before and after mid-afternoon, as well as male and female, strong and soft, dynamic and convergent, everything is everything, no yin and yang. "The old monk's expression was solemn. "However, the world knows that everything has yin and yang, so Tai Chi pays attention to the fusion of yin and yang. Extreme yin produces yang, and extremely yang produces yin. Even this bird regards it as the same kind-this The Heart of Tai Chi is truly integrated with everything. "

Middle-aged Taoist nodded and said, "Then teach him" Tai Chi Picture "?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "" Tai Chi Picture "is of great importance. It is not only your treasure, but also guards our Chinese dragon spirit. Be careful, be cautious. In addition to the foundation of martial arts, the quality of mind is the most important Heavy. "

"Looking at its appearance and looking at its actions, this child does not look like a traitor. Also, how can someone who owns The Heart of Tai Chi is so bad?"

"Look at it. Look at it."

Fang Yan's body rose again, and he personally sent the bird to the sky. Then patted gently on the bird's head, indicating that it could leave.

When Fang Yan landed, the bird swooped down again, standing on his shoulder and refused to leave. He screamed at Fang Yan's face, as if to talk to him.

All the people present were dumbfounded.

Jiang Qin was so excited that he grabbed Yuan Lin ’s hand and said, “Yuan Lin, did you see it? Did you see it? Teacher Fang is really amazing —”

Yuan Lin did n’t even feel the pain, staring at Fang Yan with glowing eyes, and said, "That bird is so cute-"

In the summer, there is also a moment of intoxication, and soon I wake up again. She is engaged in art work and lacks resistance to beautiful affairs. When Fang Yan was joking with the bird, it really made people feel trembling.

Amazing!

"It's too powerful. This person plays Tai Chi is too beautiful-"

"Oh my god, I ’ve never seen Tai Chi like this. Is this really Tai Chi? He jumped so high just now, does n’t he have a hanging wire?"

"I really want to be that bird, so I can play with him-" ——

The staff saw this incredible scene, and all of them turned into Fang Yan's brain powder. The Tai Chi presented by Fang Yan is the Tai Chi they have never seen before, and the most beautiful and ideal Tai Chi in their minds.

Song Ge is crazy.

Master, this is the real Tai Chi master.

How come there is such a Tai Chi? How could there be such a cool Tai Chi? No, this can no longer be described as cool, but-how can cultural people act like that? Let you know that he is pretending to be in the heart and still feel that this kid is really good.

Song Ge kicked on the lap of the cameraman next to him and shouted: "Is the picture taken? Hasn't the picture just been taken?"

The cameraman has n’t had time to take off the cover on the camera lens, and said aggrievedly: "Director, didn't you say you should take a look before shooting?"

"Look at the fart. Look at the fart." Song Ge kicked the photographer's lap one by one. "Why aren't you afraid, why aren't you afraid-what do you want to do if you don't take pictures like this? You're so mad, you idiots-"

Song Ge ran in front of summer and said flushed face: "In summer, people still don't change, just him, just him-he is a master, he can definitely give us the feeling we want. Yes , It ’s him. No one else comes. "

"I'm over?" Fang Yan asked with a smile.

"It's over." Song Ge said.

"No replacement?" Fang Yan asked again.

"No more." Song Ge said with a wave of his hand. "Well, Brother Fang, I just had some prejudice against you. Don't be mad-that thing will be over, let's not worry about anyone else, what do you think?"

"I'm not a stingy man, how can I take this kind of little thing to heart?" Fang Yan said.

"That's great. Let's get started?"

"What started?" Fang Yan asked. He turned to look at the summer and said, "My Tai Chi has been recognized by everyone, and I can now change the director."

"——"

Song Ge sat down on the ground with an ass, trembling all over with anger.

In the woods behind the crew, the middle-aged Taoist embarrassed his face and said to the old monk: "Look again, and look again-"

The old monk laughed.

(ps: I see the cousin ’s 20,000 rewards when I go to bed together. See you every day!)


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