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Chapter 361 The Legendary Xia Yuan
Generally speaking, there is one president of a trade union, but there are several vice presidents.

It does not mean that the title of vice-chairman must be the second-in-command of a trade union.

There are also high and low levels of vice presidents.

With Zhen Zhijing's qualifications, it is quite bluffing to show his identity. In fact, his ranking among the vice presidents of the film union is not high.

Once he steps down from the position of vice president, he will be an honorary director at most.

The honorary director, like the honorary chairman, is only a commendation for those who have made certain contributions to the industry.

The permanent director is completely different. In a serious way, he is much better than the vice president!
Just like Yu Chengan, the permanent director of the Composers Union, who came with the investigation team.

Yu Chengan himself is the emperor of Qu, and although it is his own will to be the permanent director of the Composers Guild, this position is not for anyone who wants to do it.

You must be a technical leader in the industry in order to be eligible for "permanent".

Therefore, the title of "Permanent Director" on Uncle Sun's book directly shocked Zhen Zhijing.

His hands trembled slightly.

The original plan was very good, avoiding the sharp edge of the two masters, and just holding on to this unknown "little girl" tightly.

No matter how you drop it, you have to wait a day or two before letting go.

The reason is as he said, such an unknown figure has no authority at all.

As long as you bite it to death, you won't be able to do it, even if you play a flower to come to Lao Tzu, you won't recognize it.

And the situation on the scene was even better than he expected at the beginning!
This Hong Family Iron Wire Fist actually had quite a few iron rings on his hand.

There is an emphasis in Chinese martial arts, that is, white fighting and equipment have their own systems and do not interfere with each other.

The so-called white fights are purely physical skills, and the weapons are weapons.

In the eyes of warriors, the use of white slaps in the sword technique is to abandon the roots and chase the bottom, abandoning one's own strengths and promoting weaknesses.

It is even more contemptible to carry a weapon in the boxing method.

An analogy is like a thief fighting someone, hiding a blade in the crack of his fist.

Generally, this kind of technique is more common in the lower nine-level Yin damage Sanshou, which is not allowed on the table.

Although the Hong Family Iron Wire Fist fights fiercely, it is precisely this taboo.

The dozen or twenty laps of weapons on his arm could not be hidden either.

Although this old man is really powerful, Zhen Zhijing feels that as long as he catches this "big taboo", he will definitely be able to hold back the situation!

In addition, in front of this crowd, he has absolute authority over the "Wu" one.

This time the task is already guaranteed!
But this old man doesn't talk about martial arts!
Turning the table at the critical moment...

Well, the table was smashed to pieces, and finally a signboard of the permanent director of the "Huaxia Wushu Trade Union" was thrown!

His so-called authority has instantly become a joke in front of this little book!
Who dares to talk about the authority of "Kung Fu" to the permanent director of the Wushu Trade Union?

He Zhen Zhijing is at most a ground rat who exploits loopholes in the rules.

And this Sun Zhengyi is the one who really stands above the rules and participates in the formulation!
Uncle Sun raised his hand and knocked on the table, reminding Zhen Zhijing, who was stunned, and said, "Don't you want to talk about authority? Come, tell me, what kind of authority is it?"

"Sun... Director Sun... I..."

Zhen Zhijing came back to his senses and looked at Uncle Sun with a little dodge in his eyes, but he rolled his eyes and said, "I just said that boxing should not be mixed with weapons, not against you..."

Uncle Sun narrowed his eyes, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hehe, I don't know where I learned some fur stuff, so I'm just showing off here?"

"I……"

Zhen Zhijing opened his mouth and said only one word of me, and his face was indeed flushed.

In terms of status alone, he is not afraid of the Sun Zhengyi in front of him.

But he has repeatedly emphasized that he is the most authoritative "master" in kung fu here, which seems shameless in front of Sun Zhengyi.

It turns out that the clown has always been himself!
This kind of cognition made Zhen Zhijing really feel the feeling of social death.

Uncle Sun took his eyes away from Zhen Zhijing, looked at everyone, and finally seemed to explain to Gao Shuang: "In the Chinese martial arts circle, there is a saying that white fights and equipment should be separated, but what I said to you is a little bit different. It doesn't matter!"

"What you learn in martial arts is just skill as the foundation, skills as the branches and leaves, and comprehensive use. In general, no matter the fist or the sword, the roots are the same, but the branches and leaves are different."

"There is an objective fusion between the two, and at the same time, they also have their own characteristics. If they can confirm each other, it will be more beneficial to scholars."

"If you use weapons to help you practice white fights, you will have a solid foundation for strength and a deeper understanding. When you practice white fights in time and space, you will be able to understand what is real and easy to understand."

Having said this, Uncle Sun's eyes turned back to Zhen Zhijing, he picked up a hoop from the ground and lit it up, and continued: "And the Hongjia Iron Wire Fist I showed earlier is both a practice method and a battle. Law!"

"I didn't hide the 22 iron coils, but they were placed outside. Why are they so grandiose?"

"If you insist on careful calculation, what's the harm in saying that this boxing technique is a weapon technique?"

"The boxing is bright and strong, and it is gradually adapted to the long and short soldiers. It is a step-by-step process. Huaxia has a lot of boxing methods, and they can be used on the blade without changing!"

When Gao Shuang heard Uncle Sun's explanation, he nodded secretly in his heart.

During this period of time, in order to make a good movie, he found a lot of information about traditional Kungfu on Earth in the database.

One of them is a method that is very widely spread. Just like what Uncle Xia said, directly using the palm technique can make the weapon transparent.

That is the Baguazhang and his unique weapon, the Meridian Yuanyang Tomahawk.

It's just that Blue Star doesn't have Baguazhang, not to mention Qimen's swords like the Meridian Mandarin Duck Toddler.

However, according to Uncle Sun, there should be a similar method on Blue Star.

"Uh... this... this..."

Zhen Zhijing wanted to distinguish for himself, but unfortunately in front of people like Uncle Sun, his half-hearted skills are not enough to see.

I tried to interject a few times, but I couldn't speak.

"The more shallow you learn, the more you take the rules seriously. When you get to the bottom of it, it's just showing off! Do whatever you want without breaking the rules, that's the real profound state."

In the end, Uncle Sun said to Zhen Zhijing in a questioning tone: "How extensive are our martial arts in China, and how many scenes have you seen?"

The look on Zhen Zhijing's face was as ugly as it was ugly.

From time to time, when the preacher changed from himself to someone else, he couldn't accept it for a while.

"Director Sun, you..."

As soon as Zhen Zhijing spoke, he was interrupted by Uncle Sun waving his hand.

I just heard Uncle Sun say: "When I came here, I heard Director Xiao Gao say that I can find a high-level executive of the Huaxia Wushu Trade Union to be the arbitrator?"

Zhen Zhijing nodded and said, "I said that, but..."

"Just say it!"

Uncle Sun took back his small notebook, put it in his pocket again, raised his head and asked, "I don't know my status as a permanent director. Is it enough for you to be a high-level executive in your eyes?"

Repeating the old story, Zhen Zhijing's face was hot and embarrassed, and he said embarrassingly: "Just a joke! Just a joke!"

"Who is joking with you on such a serious occasion?"

Uncle Sun raised his brows, and his tone became a little heavier: "Just ask if you have enough?"

Zhen Zhijing knew that the situation was over at this time, and he just wanted to end this farce quickly, so he replied, "Of course it's enough."

"it is good!"

Uncle Sun nodded and said word by word at an unpleasant speed: "Then I'll tell you now, this Hong family iron line boxing is from my own hands, not only the serious Chinese Kungfu, but also the complete internal strength. The inner boxing of the mind!"

"This... this is actually still the inner fist?!!"

Hearing Uncle Sun's words, Zhen Zhijing's whole body went numb!
Internal boxing!
How many Neijia Quan does Huaxia have?

Which one is not a gem-like existence?
In martial arts novels, it is the difference between "Nine Yang Divine Art" and "Jiu Yin Zhen Jing" and ordinary kung fu!

Calling himself a "warrior", he actually pointed to an internal boxing and said no.

If this is spread out, I'm afraid I won't be able to get along in the martial arts...

This time, the boat capsized in the gutter and kicked the iron plate!

However, the hatred towards Gao Shuang grew even more in his heart.

You said that you are a small film crew, not to mention masters like Mu Quan and Hao Datong, but also a permanent director of the martial arts union.

What's even more embarrassing is that when I said that before, this kid is still pretending to be stupid.

This is a clear plan to cheat yourself and make yourself humiliated!

This Gao Shuang is really insidious!

Uncle Sun asked, "Do you recognize this kung fu or not?"

"me……"

Zhen Zhijing glanced at Gao Shuang, who was standing beside the old god. He gritted his back teeth and said, "I admit it! Sun Lao is in front of me, I naturally agree!"

Although he was softened, the meaning inside and outside the words all revealed Zhen Zhijing's unwillingness.

What is the face of Mr. Sun?
Isn't that the subtext that if Elder Sun doesn't face him, he will not admit his account?
But Gao Shuang was not interested in dismantling him.

After all, it's just to hide the face that has lost all over the ground.

Uncle Xia handed the report document in his hand to Gao Shuang.

After taking it, Gao Shuang walked up to Zhen Zhijing and asked with a smile, "Vice President Zhen, then my script... is there any problem?"

Zhen Zhijing was already feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles.

The stumbling block didn't work, and he made a mess, which was laughable.

Recalling what I said so many times before, now every sentence has become a slap in the face.

I can't wait to find a hole in the ground to get in.

It's a pity that Old Master Sun's punch just now didn't make a hole in the ground.

"No problem, sign now, sign now!"

Zhen Zhijing embarrassedly took the document and pen in Gao Shuang's hand, and scribbled his name at the end with a few swipes.

He turned around and walked out of the conference room quickly.

……

Today's farce of script review ended after Zhen Zhijing was defeated.

Gao Shuang sent the rest of the investigation team out of the conference room first, but Uncle Xia stayed with him until the end.

"Take this."

Uncle Xia saw that everyone was almost gone, and handed a card with a plastic casing to Gao Shuang.

"Uh……"

Gao Shuang took it over and took a look. It looked familiar, but it was another memory card for a camera device.

He touched his nose subconsciously and said, "I see this style of memory now, and I feel uncomfortable for no reason."

Uncle Xia knew that he was a little tired of being tossed with these things, and said with a smile: "There will be more such things in the future."

Then he pointed to the memory card in Gao Shuang's hand and said, "Instead of being passively beaten, it's better to strike first."

Gao Shuang looked up at Uncle Xia and asked, "Do you want me to send the video first?"

"Zhen Zhijing said too much today. It is said that if he talks too much, he will lose. In the end, it is inevitable that he will be slapped in the face."

Uncle Xia continued: "You send this video of him deliberately making things difficult for you, and I believe it will get good results."

Gao Shuang is naturally happy to send out all of today's videos.

But he was a little worried about whether it would affect Uncle Xia.

After all, this is the internal video data of the investigation team, and even if it is made public, it is impossible to go through their own channels.

He asked, "Then I really cut my hair without cutting it!"

Uncle Xia's expression is natural, and he doesn't seem to take this matter to heart at all: "The version released by the Literature and Art Association must be edited for the sake of influence. You don't have those concerns. Remember to use your company's official channel to send it."

Seeing this, Gao Shuang said happily: "Okay, what is there for you to give a little something to."

Uncle Xia patted Gao Shuang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't worry, it's just a video. I can still handle this kind of small problem with your grandfather."

"Hey! That's right!"

Gao Shuang suddenly asked curiously: "Uncle Xia, what did you do before you retire? I find that I can't see through you more and more!"

Hearing him ask, Uncle Xia thought for a while before saying, "Haha, I'm half a colleague with you."

Gao Shuang asked suspiciously, "Half a peer?"

Uncle Xia explained: "I won't make the whole movie, I just wrote a few songs."

"Yo!"

Gao Shuang was excited when he heard this: "Writing songs? Are you also from the Composers Union?"

Uncle Xia obviously didn't want to talk about the past with Gao Shuang. The elevator came just now, so he walked up to the elevator and said, "It used to be, but after retiring, I pushed all positions off."

"Hey! Uncle Xia..."

Gao Shuang lived on a different floor, so he watched Uncle Xia "elevator escape" and ran away...

"What's wrong? Is it fun to talk halfway through?"

When Gao Shuang returned to the room, he thought while walking.

Since Uncle Xia can serve as the leader of the Qu Huang evaluation group, there is basically no controversy about his identity as a composer.

Moreover, just based on the superhuman ear power that Uncle Xia showed in front of him, he is definitely not an ordinary person.

I used to think it was Uncle Xia's talent, but now it seems that he is really powerful!
At least in music, he has extraordinary abilities and achievements.

After all, there is still a Qu Huang like Yu Chengan in this review group, and Uncle Xia can still sit firmly in the top position, and he can still command the movement of Chengan.

This is somewhat intriguing!
After contacting this day, Gao Shuang also had some understanding of Cheng'an.

He belongs to the kind of person who is obsessed with creation and technology.

There's nothing wrong with being a little lonely.

To make such a person obedient, it can only make him dormant in terms of technology and creative ability!

If this is the case, Master Xia must at least be at the level of Emperor Qu, right?
Speaking of which, there is really a surname Xia in the eight emperors of Huaxia...

Thinking of this, Gao Shuang suddenly stopped.

A somewhat unbelievable answer emerged in his mind.

As soon as this idea appeared, it grew like wild grass, and I couldn't restrain it.

Could it be that Uncle Xia is the most mysterious "Huaxia First Song Emperor" in the legend!
Xia Yuan?

(End of this chapter)