Starting from the live teaching of martial arts

Chapter 38

After returning to the house, Zhang Zili simply cooked the meal. Because he had exercised his body just now, he felt extra appetizing, so he disposed of all the barbecue in a few strokes.

Then, he felt tired, buried his head and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already ten o'clock in the morning of the next day.

As usual, this time he also opened the live broadcast room.

"Come and watch, Master Zhang is live broadcasting."

"Really, it's been a long time. Let's go and have a look."

It didn't take long for the popularity of the live broadcast room to be only a few hundred, and the popularity soared instantly, reaching dozens or even millions.

Zhang Zili glanced at the barrage inadvertently, and found that many of them were long time no see, or were greetings.

Speaking of which, I haven't broadcast live recently because I have been dealing with some troublesome things.

"Master Zhang, what are we performing live today?"

"Zongyunladder is light work? How about chopping durians with bare hands?"

"Why don't you try how many bricks you can smash with one hand!"

Before Zhang Zili opened his mouth to speak, the bullet screens and comments had already started to become lively.

And at this moment, the barrage suddenly boiled up again, because immediately someone posted dozens of carnivals, and the popularity of the live broadcast room exploded.

There were nearly 5 turnovers within [-] minutes of the broadcast, even those beautiful anchors didn't exaggerate so much.

Some people who have never heard of Zhang Zili's name also came to the live broadcast room, wanting to see who is sacred, which almost made the number of people in his live broadcast room exceed one million.

Zhang Zili was also taken aback for a moment, looking at the ID of the person who was swiping gifts, it seemed to be called "X who wants to be Master Zhang".

At this moment, this person also sent a sc: I beg Master Zhang to accept me as a disciple!
Only then did Zhang Zili realize that it should be the Chen Li he met yesterday.

While the bullet screens were still discussing, Zhang Zili had already changed into a simple and simple home clothes, and then said: "Let's go for a morning run today."

Live morning run?

When the bullet screeners heard what Zhang Zili said, they were stunned for a moment.

"Really, are you going to run in the morning at this time? But it's already ten o'clock in the morning!"

"Anchor anchor, if you are dead, you can bite a lighter."

After stopping for a while, the barrage immediately boiled up again, filling the entire screen.

Zhang Zili just glanced at it, and then ignored it. Instead, he opened the door of his house with a camera in his mouth, and then went out for a morning run.

Although it was a morning run, the camera suddenly shook.

In order to highlight the nobility of the residence, other anchors will choose to take the elevator; if they want to highlight their physical strength, they will choose to take the stairs.

But he, Zhang Zili, did not take the elevator or take the stairs. Instead, he supported the corridor with both hands and jumped from the corridor on the fifth floor to the third floor.

"Boy, that's how the Master goes down the stairs."

"I understand. No wonder Master Zhang didn't go for a morning run until ten o'clock in the morning. It turned out that he was afraid of scaring those who came out to run in the morning!"

……

The barrage continues to be active.

And Zhang Zili went downstairs like this, and he went from the fifth floor to the downstairs in less than a minute.

Without even thinking about it, he already guessed the reaction of the barrage in the live broadcast room.

So, he muttered: "I thought it was normal, but I always feel that this is too ostentatious."

When the barrage heard his words and the gap between the upper and lower sentences, it caused a restlessness in the barrage in the live broadcast room.

After stirring up a wave of atmosphere, Zhang Zili took the camera and walked on the path beside the park. He also deliberately changed the name of the live broadcast room, asking the master of martial arts to take you around the world.

In fact, this is just a column for chatting, Zhang Zili is actually just going to go for a walk in the street, and buy the lunch dishes by the way.

But watching Zhang Zili's live broadcast, especially watching his live broadcast in the early morning, some of the audience are nerds, and they never get tired of it.

And when everything was calm, the audience in the live broadcast room suddenly started to panic, and there were many bullet screens such as "Master Zhang, look behind".

After Zhang Zili noticed it, he became vigilant for a moment, and saw what was behind him through the rearview mirror of the car on the roadside.

At this time, a few punks were walking towards him with sticks.

"I met someone who kicked the gym."

Zhang Zili said without hesitation: "Today's live broadcast ends here, and I should exercise my skills next."

After saying this, Zhang Zili interrupted the live broadcast room like a daily vlog.

In the next second, these punks had already come up and surrounded Zhang Zili.

"Your boy is Zhang Zili?"

At this time, the leader among them also gradually came up, an uninvited guest with a scar on his face, who seemed to be full of hostility.

Zhang Zili's complexion changed slightly, and then he smiled lightly and said, "Who are you?"

After hearing this, the man with the scar was very upset. Seeing that the guy in front of him was not only fearless, but also dared to provoke him, he didn't get angry at all.

"You hit my younger brother again and again, and you broke the rules here, and you haven't even heard my name? Okay, then I'll tell you, my name is Sun Chen, and everyone around here calls me Brother Sun .”

When Sun Chen said this, he paused for a moment, then sneered and said, "If you find it troublesome, just call me Grandpa Sun, I can bear it."

"Oh?"

Seeing Sun Chen's face being dragged to the sky, Zhang Zili sneered disapprovingly: "I know, it turned out to be Xiaobie Fan."

"You!" Sun Chen was angry, and waved at his subordinates, "Beat him to death, I will be responsible for what happens!"

In an instant, the scene became restless.

Although these guys are the same as yesterday's fat man, they are just bullying guys.

But Zhang Zili had just woken up, and he was going to fight before the warm-up exercise was done, so he was somewhat impatient.

Therefore, Zhang Zili didn't intend to fight back. Facing the oncoming fists, his body turned like a ghost, and he twisted the fists abruptly.

Seeing that they couldn't hit no matter what, the gangsters began to feel depressed.

This guy is a man or a ghost, why can't he beat him?

After about 5 minutes, the gangsters were also tired, and even Zhang Zili didn't touch it.

Zhang Zili looked relaxed, and he had just warmed up.

"A bunch of rice buckets!"

Seeing his group of useless younger brothers being teased like this, Sun Chen became even more furious.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and decided to take action himself, punching Zhang Zili's waist.

Unlike the younger brothers, he didn't miss the shot, but landed directly on Zhang Zili.

At this time, Zhang Zili flew out like a balloon.

Even Sun Chen himself was stunned, could his punch have such power?

(End of this chapter)