The wind lives in this life policy

Feng Ce went straight to the studio, and when he stood in front of the action director, he cupped his hands slightly and said politely, "What's your name, senior?"

On the contrary, the director was a little surprised. He originally thought that this actor named Feng Ce was like those little fresh meats nowadays, but he didn't expect that the other party would call him senior directly after meeting him.

Seniors, seniors, often only peers have the distinction of seniors and juniors.

"Why, you've also practiced?" He thought it was impossible.

Feng Ce nodded, and only said lightly, "I have practiced martial arts since childhood."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked. Fang Jinran spat out the melon seeds, and hurriedly asked the assistant director beside him, "What's going on? Feng Ce has practiced martial arts?"

The counselor looked blank, Director Fang didn't even know, how could he know, and went to see Feng Ce's assistant again.

Ye Xiaofeng was so stared at by the two directors that he was sweating, and hurriedly said, "Director Fang, I don't know..." Wait, Feng Ce said before that he has practiced martial arts, so he just doesn't know how to practice... He has black lines all over his head , staring at the people in the studio, speechless to the extreme.

The director thought it was very fresh. When he met an actor who had practiced for the first time, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it the Taekwondo karate that is popular among you young people?"

Feng Ce didn't know what he was talking about, so he frowned and replied, "It's just some self-defense skills. As for what the senior said just now, I haven't practiced it." explain.

It turned out that it was just some self-defense techniques. The instructor was a little disappointed, so he said, "Now I will practice a few moves with my apprentice. You should take a closer look and remember the sequence of each move. Later, you will practice with my apprentice, and I will guide you next to you." you."

Feng Ce nodded indifferently, and watched coldly as the guide walked up to the apprentice, and the two of them started to flirt with each other.

After more than a dozen moves, the guide stopped and asked Feng Ce, "How is it? Do you remember?"

"..."

Feng Ce simply didn't know how to answer, he was silent for a long time, and finally he answered something irrelevant, and said helplessly, "Do you want me to defeat him?"

"That's right, beat him." He clearly asked the young man if he remembered, and why he answered the final result by himself.

Feng Ce stopped talking nonsense, walked directly in front of that apprentice, lowered his head and asked, "What's your surname?"

This slightly archaic way of asking makes people startled, "Mian your surname is Cheng, Cheng Yun."

"Cheng Yun..." Feng Ce nodded and said, "I've offended you." After finishing speaking, Feng Ce's right hand flashed out, and he was about to grab Cheng Yun's right shoulder in an instant. , the wind strategy advanced again, Cheng Yun blocked with his left hand, and the two performed more than a dozen moves in an instant, and each move was exactly the same as before, without any mistakes.

In the end, Feng Tzu took half a step back, and saw him gently put his left hand behind his back, and waved his right hand casually. He looked at the guide calmly, and asked calmly, "Is there anything wrong with the move just now?"

They couldn't even utter the words of the guide. They exchanged moves just now, and they knew each other well. Cheng Yun was taken away safely by Feng Ce. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. In fact, Cheng Yun had no strength to parry at all.

It was simply that Feng Ce was leading the opponent's moves, and Cheng Yun's every retaliation was in his expectation.

The director was aroused to win or lose, and he was gearing up and said, "Shall we make gestures?"

"I can't ask for it." Feng Ce made a gesture, "Senior, please."

The director would attack Feng Ce without saying a word. He loves to use fists, following the way of Wing Chun, light and flexible, and a "Yong" character with eight strokes, the strokes are full of deep meaning, and the "heart" should be used to direct the "meaning". When the heart arrives, the intention will naturally follow.

Feng Ce has never seen Wing Chun boxing before, but he knows the number of styles of this set of boxing at a glance. Since the opponent wants to hit fast with light, then he is lighter and faster than him.

The whole studio fell silent, everyone stopped what they were doing, and stared intently at the two people who were playing happily in the studio.

Feng Ce hit more and more smoothly, he seemed to have regained the feeling of fighting in the past, when the opponent punched him in the face, he saw Feng Ce smiled lightly, stretched the five fingers of his right hand, took it with a flat palm and then flipped his hand, borrowing Hit hard and push back.

This push combined the strength of the two, and the guide was pushed staggeringly. Before he could stand still, Feng Ce had already locked his throat with one hand.

Victory or defeat.

Feng Ce put his hands back and stood still, respectfully said, "I have accepted."

The director took a breath with a smile, and waved his hands again and again, "It's been a long time since I met a young man with such a good background..." Now he believed Feng Ce's words just now, "I have practiced martial arts since childhood". Years of hard training is impossible.

Fang Jinran threw melon seeds and walked in front of Feng Ce, with eyes that seemed to grow on Feng Ce, and asked several questions in succession.

"Why didn't you say that you have practiced martial arts? By the way, I remember that there is a video on your Weibo. You really wrote that word, right? Not bad, not bad, it's so hard to write in the thin gold body... Besides practicing martial arts and writing What else?"

Fang Jinran felt that he might have found a treasure.

At the beginning, he just felt that Feng Ce not only fit Zhao Changning's image setting, but also had his own understanding of the role, so he admired this young man very much.

But what really made Fang He look at Feng Ce differently was that Weibo post.

Fang Jinran has been in the entertainment industry for many years. It can be said that he has read countless people. There are really not many celebrities with profound cultural background. He can count them on ten fingers. I started to practice when I urinated, and thin gold body is notoriously difficult to write. To be able to write to this point, the hard work behind it is by no means overnight.

This kind of person can endure hardships and has perseverance, which Fang Jinran appreciates the most.

"Qinqi calligraphy and painting..." Feng Tactic pondered, "I dare not say I am proficient, I have dabbled in all of them."

Fang Jinran was almost speechless in surprise, "You can also play chess? Qin... What Qin?"

Feng Ce thought for a while before replying, "Zheng, flute, and Xiao know a thing or two."

"..."

Now not only Fang Jinran, but the entire crew were dumbfounded after hearing Feng Ce's words.

Is there any mistake? His face has already grown like this, and he is still so strong in fighting. Now he can play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting... This guy can't be from a novel, he can't be Zhao Changning! !

Everyone stared at Feng Ce with incredulous eyes. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, Feng Ce greeted Fang Jinran who hadn't recovered yet, and walked towards Ye Xiaofeng as soon as he turned around.

And Ye Xiaofeng was the same as everyone else, even more serious than them, and had completely lost his ability to respond.

He originally thought that Feng Ce might have lost his memory of the history he learned before, or he was more interested in ancient culture, so he recited poems and wrote from time to time... But now he doesn't think so, for a moment, he felt that Feng Ce was completely like like the ancients...

"What's wrong?" Feng Ce couldn't help laughing seeing him staring at him stupidly, "Don't you believe it?"

"I believe..." Ye Xiaofeng murmured.

It was because I believed it too much that I felt that my brain might have grown into a hole, otherwise how could I have come to such a strange conclusion just now.

And that conclusion was so stupid that Ye Xiaofeng felt a little scared.