After going down the mountain, I became popular as a martial artist

Chapter 12 "This is the martial artist I want to find!"

The morning breeze wakes people up, it is cool and comfortable, and the crisp birdsong and noisy cicadas come and go, intertwined into a song.

Zhang Wang (anchor) stood at the gate of the police station, a little afraid to go in.

To be honest, when he received a call from the police station early in the morning, he thought it was a telecom fraud, and hung up the phone immediately after mocking the person.I was still suffocating, annoyed and angry.I haven't troubled you since I lost my mobile phone, but you are good, you want to cheat me again after taking my mobile phone, is it human?

Unexpectedly, within a few minutes, the second call came again. This time, he didn't give Zhang Wang a chance to hang up the phone, and explained the ins and outs of the matter straightforwardly.

——A netizen reported someone stealing a mobile phone, and they quickly caught the person based on the photos they provided and asked him to come and claim the lost property.

Looking around, he was still a little skeptical.But the other party didn't provide a phone number, and didn't mention the bank account number. They just gave Zhang Wang an address and asked him to come and pick up the lost property—it didn't seem like a liar either.

Zhang Wang walked to the gate of the police station anxiously with the feeling of "what if it is true".

When entering, Zhang Wang was still a little hesitant. After all, the deterrent force of the police station was there. Zhang Wang stood there for two seconds, and then turned around and walked out.

But the policeman on duty saw him and stopped him directly, "What do you do?"

Zhang Wang's body froze, and he could only carefully describe the phone call he received today to the police.

"Oh, it's you, I know about this, come in with me."

"Check to see if it's your cell phone." The policeman at the police station handed the cell phone to Zhang Wang.

Zhang Wang checked briefly, and it was indeed the one he lost last night. He immediately burst into tears of gratitude, and at the same time felt ashamed. "Yes, this is mine, thank you, thank you so much."

"I'm really sorry about what happened this morning. I thought it was a scam. I'm so sorry." Zhang Wang hurriedly apologized to the police for what happened this morning.

The policeman laughed loudly, "Your vigilance is strong, which is a good thing, and we are happy for you."

"But you have to take good care of your own mobile phone, so it won't be stolen again."

"Good good!"

Putting his mobile phone in his pocket, signed a signature, and Zhang Wang walked out of the police station.Feeling the great warmth from the people's organ, Zhang Wang felt warm in his heart.

Just looking up, under the filter of mood, the morning sun looks so high-spirited, trying to sprinkle the brilliance of justice on every piece of land in the motherland.

Zhang Wang originally planned to go home today, but after losing his phone yesterday, he refunded the ticket. ——When he lost his mobile phone, he was in no mood to go back.

He just didn't expect that just one night later, the police would find his cell phone for him.

Zhang Wang was a little excited. After buying the return ticket again, he remembered yesterday's live broadcast.He found out the content of the screen recording on his mobile phone, and after reading it, he began to cut the video.

As a travel anchor, Zhang Wang has a very good habit of not forgetting to record videos during live broadcasts.When encountering any good material or idea, even if it is a golden sentence or something, Zhang Wang will cut the content of this issue into a short video and post it on his personal account. When encountering good editing ideas, the maximum playback can reach 10+ Quantity, fans quickly rise.

As for yesterday's live video, as Zhang Wang, who is about to give up his career as a travel anchor, this editing is not for gaining fans, but because he is too excited and wants to share it with everyone.

In less than half an hour, Zhang Wang had finished editing, from the sound effects to the cover to the copywriting, everything was in order.

After uploading the video, Zhang Wang thought about it again, and simply posted another copy on his Weibo.After finishing all the work, Zhang Wang felt relieved, and began to plan how to arrange for the next day.

Without the pressure of live broadcast output, Zhang Wang decided to visit the places where he had eaten and played before.In the past, based on the belief that live broadcasting was the main focus, it was impossible for Zhang Wang to visit the same place many times, and the audience certainly didn't like it.Looking around is now a piece of cake. I have already greeted the audience yesterday, and there will be no live broadcast tasks for the time being.

So this time, Zhang Wang booked tickets online without any pressure, and planned to go to the local expo park that he had been to.

Here Zhang Wang is relaxed and happy, but there is a blast on the Internet. In just two hours, the number of hits on Zhang Wang's video exploded at an incredible speed, becoming one of the most recommended videos .

"Xiaoqun, don't play with the tablet! Hurry up and do some homework, and it's time to eat later." Mother's instructions came from outside the house.

"I know, don't play! I just use it to look up information." Eight-year-old Chen Qun holds a Chinese paper in his hand, presses the screen button on the tablet with the other hand, stretches his neck and listens to the door. movement.

Hearing the sound of cooking in the kitchen, Chen Qun felt relieved, and immediately put the paper aside.Happily opened the tablet, clicked on the icon of the short video platform and began to swipe.

Doing the questions is really a headache, and watching short videos is simply one of Chen Qun's favorite relaxations besides playing games.In addition to the occasional funny short videos without thinking, he can also view other weird videos, such as cool hip-hop, such as children complaining about homework and parents.

Every time Chen Qun sees these things, he can no longer resonate with them.

Sometimes during school breaks, their topic revolves around what new things are in these short videos. He is at the same table, and the fat Nannan who is a head shorter than him swears to him that Muay Thai beats a martial arts master. The crap thing, the words are full of pride-his mother enrolled him in muay thai classes last month.

Hey!This kid Chen Qun couldn't bear it anymore. He has been a fan of martial arts novels since he was a child.One of his big dreams in life is to be Ultraman, and the other is to be the leader of martial arts.

Now Fat Nannan wants to insult his dream? !No way!

Just as Chen Qun raised his fist, his head was pressed against the table.

"Hey, hey, take it easy!"

Fat Nannan put away his round and powerful little arms in a dazed way, "Ah, don't you want to compare yourself to me?"

"Compared to what," Chen Qun said loudly with guilt, "I don't know if this is a fight, and I will be invited to the parents!"

In the end, the two at the same table sat together after school without incident. However, before Fat Nannan and Chen Qun went to school together, this time, Chen Qun had already slipped away in anger, leaving Fat Nannan alone. Nan was still wondering where his little friend had gone.

While watching the short video, Chen Qun was still thinking about it. He wanted to find a more powerful topic to fight back!

Surreptitiously clicked on a video, little Chen Qun trembled for a moment, frightened by the ear-shattering background music, frantically turned down the volume, then immediately pulled the paper over to block him, until he heard nothing outside, little Chen Qun relieved.

It's just that as soon as he moved his eyes to the tablet, he couldn't look away.

A figure rose up from the ground swiftly, unrestrained and unrestrained. When he saw the red flag picking up the fallen child, Chen Qun's eyes widened. He swiped back and forth four or five times, and he could see clearly from the beginning to the end. clearly.

For pickups, Chen Qun's children's eyes had begun to light up.

He decided to move the dream of Ultraman one place back, and entering the rivers and lakes to become the leader of the martial arts is his number one dream!

After imagining the future excitedly, the first thing Chen Qun did was to like, comment and forward. After one operation, he found a way to forward the video to his deskmate.

"Fat Nannan, let me see what else you have to say!" Chen Qun's child was full of pride.

"You don't feel very well today, didn't you sleep well last night?" Looking at Qi Ze with a smile, he said concerned, "The dark circles under your eyes are a bit heavy."

Qi Ze nodded, exuding an air of lovelessness all over his body.

Alas, who can understand the life of being afraid of ghosts.

He fell asleep at night, but unexpectedly, he had a dream of a fierce ghost chasing someone, and he was chased all over the villa, Qi Ze felt that he had been running for his life all night.After finally waiting until the morning, Qi Ze was haggard for several times, and his whole body was in a decadent state.

He is already thinking about how to persuade the creditor to come back and live in him. If he continues to be scared like this, he will definitely have something wrong with his brain.

Just as I was thinking about it, my phone vibrated.

"Received, everything is fine on the mountain. 』

Master should have gone to the top of the mountain to cultivate.After receiving Master's reply, Qi Ze felt a little more at ease.

The work that Qi Ze did was not that hard, it wasn't physical work, but it was more complicated, but overall it was relatively easy.

Qi Ze also felt very novel about the crew's filming. When he was not working, he stood by and watched them act, and he often watched them with great interest.

However, compared to the dramas I watched on TV when I was a child, Qi Ze always felt a little embarrassed watching them act because of the wrong occasion. It should have been quite sad and indignant that Lin Xuan stood there to read the lines. Qi Ze felt that he was just chattering.

But most of the time it is very exciting. There is a little girl who plays the blind man in the play, which can be said to be vivid.After it was over, Qi Ze went to the little girl to observe carefully, and after confirming that she was not really blind, he exclaimed.

"The acting is really good." Qi Ze said in surprise.

"That's not true, don't look at them not being famous, but our directors have interviewed one by one, each of them has tried the play, and the acting skills are good." Said with a smile, "And our director's requirements are relatively strict. If you don't meet his requirements , it is impossible to let the fragment pass.”

Qi Ze looked at Lin Xuan, doubting Xiaoxiao's words.

"Except for that one exception," Xiaoxiao said in a low voice, "The leading role is just to ensure our traffic, as far as he is playing big names, the director will do his best to let him act well. "

Today's box lunch is quite rich. In addition to vegetables and tofu, there is also a braised chicken drumstick.

The taste can't be said to be delicious, but it's not bad at all, and it can even be said to be delicious, especially for someone like Qi Ze who hasn't eaten box lunch much.

Qi Zezheng took the chicken leg and gnawed it, suddenly there was a commotion in front of him, the director let out a yell that made Qi Ze tremble, and almost shook the chicken leg to the ground.

Qi Ze silently moved to a safe position with the chicken leg in his mouth, but the director here was holding his mobile phone and shouting at Liu Mo excitedly.

"Come here, director, are you looking for me?" Liu Mo ran over in a hurry.

"Look at this short video!" said the director, his eyes were full of light, "This is the martial artist I want to find!"

"Find him for me!"

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