Although Lin Zhiying was tortured to death by Murong Fu, he knew very well that Murong Fu had real abilities.

In the entire cast, there were many martial artists who came from Shaolin Temple, martial arts schools, and even the army, but no one was Murong Fu's opponent.

Once, Murong Fu had itchy hands, so he called more than a dozen martial arts practitioners to help him practice, and also asked the martial arts practitioners not to hold back.

As a result, in less than five minutes, all those martial artists fell down, but Murong Fu didn't even mess up his hair.

Lin Zhiying is already 28 years old and will be thirty in two years.

He became popular with his beautiful boy persona in his prime, but once he is over the age, how can he still sell his beautiful boy persona?

He must try to transform.

The popularity of "Peerless Two Prouds" gave him hope.

Although he was criticized by countless audiences for his acting skills, he still succeeded in becoming famous with this work, otherwise he would not have been accepted into "Dragon".

Two consecutive martial arts dramas helped him find the direction of his efforts.

Martial arts dramas are not like fashion dramas, where you can still play the lead role even if you are decades old.

But martial arts dramas require real skills.

His acting skills are limited by his appearance and personality, so it is difficult to improve, so he can only start from the technical aspect.

Practicing martial arts requires the guidance of a master, otherwise practicing blindly will cause problems.

Although he has been training hard during this period, he has not had any physical problems, and his physical condition is getting better and better.

This shows that Murong Fu really had his wits about him.

It was not easy to meet an expert, so he definitely couldn't let this opportunity pass him by.

Seeing that he came according to the rules of apprenticeship, Murong Fu also became serious.

He looked at Lin Zhiying and said seriously: "I have several rules for accepting apprentices. As long as you can meet the rules, I will accept you."

Lin Zhiying was overjoyed: "What rules? I will try my best to satisfy them!"

Murong Fu looked serious: "Oh, the first rule is that the age cannot be more than one year old."

"..."

The smile on Lin Zhiying's face froze instantly.

Under one year old?

How is this satisfying?!

Let him reincarnate again?

Murong Fu smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder: "Forget it! You are already old and you can walk on horseback. Why should you learn martial arts?"

Lin Zhiying's face trembled.

So heartbreaking...

Seeing Lin Zhiying leave in despair, Hu Jun on the side couldn't help but regretted: "Xiao Zhi is also working very hard, why don't you accept him?"

Murong Fu didn't need to speak, Yuan Bin explained to him: "Mu Rong's skill is real, not just a show. It has to be practiced hard since childhood. Not to mention Xiaozhi is almost thirty, even if he is only thirteen, it is already too late.

Already."

"Is it so troublesome?"

Hu Jun sighed: "I also plan to learn from you your tricks of flying immortals from outside the world!"

Yuan Bin joked: "If you fly, you won't be called a flying fairy outside the sky. You will be called a flying dragon in the sky."

"Haha! That's not bad!"

Hu Jun laughed, suddenly thought of something, and excitedly suggested: "Hey? Why don't you design a move for me to make a flying dragon fly in the sky? It's the kind that flies into the air and knocks down all the enemies."

"It sounds good."

Yuan Bin asked Murong Fu: "Do you think it can be done?"

"With Wia, it's no problem."

Murong Fu thought for a while, then picked up a branch and started to draw on the ground: "You can add a movement technique of Wulong wrapping around the pillar, and then use the grappling hand to enter the white blade with bare hands, and kill the enemy with his soldiers..."

After this period of filming, Murong Fu has become accustomed to the work of a martial arts instructor.

He has vast knowledge of martial arts, and Yuan Bin is amazed by every move he designs.

The various wires, hair dryers and other equipment and endless props in the crew also made Murong Fu even more powerful, and he was able to design more unconstrained fighting moves as he pleased.

Under his strong strength, Yuan Bin has taken a back seat and become his assistant.

Now he only needs to tell Yuan Bin his needs, and Yuan Bin will mobilize all the crew members to find ways to meet his requirements and achieve the results he wants.

In the crew, he is the one-and-done emperor!

He kind of likes this feeling of filming.

…

On September 8, the filming of scenes around Peking ended, and the crew was about to leave for Xinchang, Zhejiang Province.

On the final day of filming, the crew continued filming until late at night before it was over.

It was too late, so the crew stayed in the mountains and got up early tomorrow morning to start their journey.

At night, the crew opened all the food and drinks they had brought and held a small party.

Hu Jun opened the beer he brought specially in the suitcase and drank with everyone.

After taking a few sips, he looked around and asked Yuan Bin, "Where is Mu Rong?"

Yuan Bin pointed at the small rocky mountain behind the crew camp. The moonlight illuminated the boulder on the top of the mountain. That was the place where Xiao Yuanshan and the leading brother fought.

At this moment, there was a figure sitting on the boulder, and the figure looked a little lonely.

"An expert is an expert!"

Hu Jun sighed, picked up the wine bottle and touched it with Yuan Bin: "We two common people have a drink!"

"Go! Who is a layman like you?"

Yuan Bin laughed and cursed, but still picked up the bottle and took a big sip.

On the boulder on the top of the mountain, Murong Fu held a bamboo flute, bathed in the moonlight, looked at the Shidu mountains under the night sky, and played a melodious tune like a bird's song.

The tune is melodious and a bit joyful.

I can see my cousin tomorrow.

He told his cousin that he would play "The Nightingale" to her.

Keep your words.

…

Peking, in the hotel.

Liu Yifei, wearing pink strawberry pajamas, sat at the table and read the script.

She wore headphones, and the sound of a flute like a bird's song echoed in her ears.

"Sissi, go to bed early, we have to get up early to catch a flight tomorrow."

After washing, Liu Xiaoli came to her side and lovingly helped her push the hair behind her ears.

"Well, I know!"

Turning back and smiling at her, Liu Yifei looked down at the script again and said, "You go to bed first! I'll recite the lines for a while and then I'll fall asleep."

Seeing her reciting her lines seriously, Liu Xiaoli was very pleased.

My daughter has grown up and knows how to work hard.

After watching for a while, she spoke again: "Staying up late is not good for your health. Go to bed early! Get up early tomorrow and memorize it. Your memory will be best in the morning."

"Yeah, got it."

Liu Yifei agreed, but her eyes still did not leave the script.

Just as Liu Xiaoli was about to give a few more words of advice, Liu Yifei's cell phone suddenly rang with a text message alert.

Picking up the phone, Liu Yifei glanced at it, closed the script, and stood up.

"It's so late, who is still sending text messages?"

Liu Xiaoli looked at the mobile phone in her hand, thoughtfully.

"It's my cousin. He asked me to go to bed early."

Liu Yifei said casually, picked up her toothbrush and toothpaste, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

It's him again...

Liu Xiaoli felt a little complicated as she listened to the sound of washing in the bathroom.

As a mother, she tried to persuade her twice but couldn't do it. After the boy sent a text message, Sissi obediently went to wash up and get ready for bed.

Does Sissi listen to that boy so much?


Chapter completed!