Generation Z Artists

Chapter 10: Transmission of Power, Liuhe and Baji
There is no news about the new concept competition yet, but the new year is coming with a bang.

Fang Xinghe felt a little dazed as he exchanged Happy New Year with his fellow brothers who had endured until the end.

Has this era accepted me?

When Yu Xiaoduo hugged him and laughed and danced, he suddenly realized that in fact, the times don’t care about anyone at all, and I finally accepted this era.

With this thought in mind throughout your life, your mind will suddenly become broader.

At this time, Senior Brother Chen came towards him with a whisk in his hand: "Junior Brother Fang, come, come, wave the whisk in your hand, and sweep away all your troubles to the west; embrace Tai Chi, and attract countless purple qi from the master to the east. In the new year, I wish you all your wishes come true."

Fang Xinghe smiled with his eyes curved: "Thank you, Senior Brother, Happy New Year!"

"Brother Chen, what about me?" Yu Xiaoduo came forward expectantly, impatiently, "Where is my speech?"

“I have both, hahahaha!”

Yu Xiaoduo asked for auspicious words and then ran around the house asking for big coins. Each old copper coin was wrapped in red paper, filled with blessings from the Taoist sect.

Fang Xinghe didn't stretch out his hand, but his senior brothers forced a few on him, who then played with them in their hands with a smile.

On the first New Year's Eve since his rebirth, Fang Xinghe spent it fulfilling and peaceful.

……

Starting from the first day of the new year, Master Zhong personally demonstrated and taught two sets of real things.

The first one was a completely unexpected kung fu for Fang Xinghe - Liuhe Spear.

Taoist Master Zhong was holding a jujube wood pole that was probably 7 meters long, and he explained in just a few words why he wanted to teach him this Kung Fu.

“If you want to practice weapons, you need to understand weapons.

Martial arts have a long history, but there are only a few that are really useful in fighting.

Bows and crossbows, armor, spears, halberds, swords and shields, armor-piercing hammers and maces, hidden weapons and darts.

Among them, the spear is the king of all weapons and the best in actual combat besides the bow and crossbow.

But the reason I teach you Liuhe Spear is not to encourage you to be brave and aggressive, but it is the easiest way to understand the power of spear during practice.

Shake the big pole, feel the rebound force, neutralize it and balance it, so that the real thing can come out.

When you have the strength, you can hold the sword again with ease.

Besides, you are still in the growth stage, so practicing with the rifle now should have a great effect on your coordination growth."

"Master Zhong, thank you for your trouble. I am very grateful."

Fang Xinghe bowed respectfully and studied attentively.

The basic skills of Liuhe Spear are very simple.

With the help of the bounce, shake, block, grab and basic footwork, the pass was completed in a short while.

But this thing is easy to learn but difficult to practice. If you just rely on time and effort, I'm afraid you will have to practice it for a lifetime.

Fang Xinghe was not worried - his buddy had a cheat.

After learning the basic skills and routines and practicing for only one day, a new entry appeared in the [Personal Skill Panel]: Liuhe Lance 2.

The second Kung Fu that Taoist Master Zhong taught was still not Wudang Kung Fu, but Bajiquan.

“Today I am going to teach you the new Mengcun Wu style of Bajiquan.

The three major sources of Baji have the same foundation, but the new frame has the most routines and looks the best when performed. Recently, the State Sports General Association is compiling the prescribed routines for martial arts performances, and the Baji part is extracted from the Mengcun new frame, which is very suitable for you. "

The new form is beautiful, vigorous and powerful when performed, forming a sharp contrast with Tai Chi.

However, this set of boxing is also the most complicated, with a lot of different contents, from the basic standing practice to the small frame and then to the 24 major postures and the new eight major moves.

When he learned the new eight moves, Fang Xinghe recognized them at a glance - isn't this the set of killer moves that became very popular on the Internet in later generations?

The King of Hell’s three-point hand, the tiger climbing the mountain, the three disregards at the door, the Overlord breaking the reins, the wind-facing palm, the left and right doors opening, the yellow oriole holding two claws, the ground-standing cannon.

Later, after it was made into a live-action animation using AI, it was so handsome that every boy's heart trembled.

study!
This stuff must not only be learned well, but also practiced to perfection.

Wong Kar-wai turned "The Grandmaster" into "The Legend of Gong", and Tony Leung Chiu-wai's fighting scenes are even worse than those of the domestic violence men in Sichuan and Chongqing. When I get the chance in the future, I will definitely make a "The Last Grandmaster" to embarrass them to death.

Make up your mind and start studying hard.

Both Kung Fu came from Baji School. The reason why he used spear first and then fist was probably because Taoist Zhong realized that Fang Xinghe would not stay for long, so he did the easy ones first and then the difficult ones.

Sure enough, on the afternoon of the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the starlight value, which had been increasing slowly but slightly, suddenly began to jump sharply.

Fang Xinghe immediately realized that his composition might have finally been seen by the judges.

Judging from the movement, the effect should be good?
That's more than good, it's a very strong response.

The famous writer Ye Xin and Fudan University’s doctoral supervisor of literature Chen Sihe were reviewing manuscripts together. Chen Sihe first saw the article “Fuck Your Youth”.

At first he simply scanned it, and after about fifteen seconds and four or five paragraphs, he suddenly stopped, immediately flipped through all the manuscripts, and then handed another article, "Sex, Violence, and Lies," to Ye Xin.

"Old Ye, put down your eight-part essay and take a look at this child."

"What?" Ye Xin raised his head and adjusted his glasses. "Interesting?"

"That's more than a little interesting, anyway. Hey! The kid is only 13 years old."

"Okay, let me take a look."

Ye Xin took the manuscript and the moment he saw the title, he was shocked.

Chen Sihe also started to read "Youth" again and began to ponder it carefully.

What do you think of youth?
What I mean is, everyone who sees this line of text, have you ever really thought deeply about where the joy and pain of youth come from?

If you don't have an answer yet, then listen to me.

I'll put my conclusion here first. Whether it's right or wrong is up to debate, but you can argue as much as you want. The happiness of adolescence comes 100% from being bullshit, ignorant, heartless, reckless and stupid.

Lao Tzu once said: Mentally ill people have broad thoughts, and stupid young people have a lot of fun.

You see, the wise man has already explained this matter clearly.

Happiness is the simplest - don’t think too much.

The so-called puberty pains...

Really, you guys love to flatter yourself. What is labor pain? It's clearly pain all the time.

The previous generation was in so much pain that they were mentally paralyzed and unable to move, or when they could move they were not hard enough, or when they could move they were only hard enough for a moment, so they created literature of pain. I saw several familiar names among the judges of this competition.

As for our generation, our wounds are not deep, our pain is not real, our screams are pretentious, and our hums are artificial. I think we are very likely to create painful literature.

But no matter how big the difference is, it is true that both of our generations, as well as the trembling and voiceless 70s generation in the middle, did not have a good adolescence.

From my observation, the fundamental reason why adolescence is the most difficult period for most people is that you are always trying to please certain people or things...】

"Okay! Okay!"

Chen Sihe had just finished reading the entire text and had not had time to savor it carefully when he was interrupted by Ye Xin, who suddenly clapped his hands on the table.

Not only that, Ye Xin couldn't wait to ask: "Old Chen, are there any more?"

Chen Sihe casually handed over the last article "Growing Up" and held "Youth" tightly in his hand: "You read this one first, I still need to think about this one."

Wang Meng on the other side looked up curiously: "Is it that good? Come on, let me have a look too."

Ye Xin passed the book "Sex" over and said excitedly, "It's not good in the ordinary sense, do you understand? Forget it, you'll know it at a glance."

There were only three articles in total, and Chen Danya didn't get any, so she moved closer to Chen Sihe and asked, "How do you compare with Han Han?"

"Not all the way."

Chen Sihe shook his head, his eyes never leaving the manuscript.

"Han Han is a rare experienced young man with a mature perspective and deep thinking. He can turn laughter, anger and scolding into articles, while Fang Xinghe is..."

"He was going to beat everyone up. He was savage, arrogant, and domineering!"

"Anyway, she's hotter and crazier than Han Han."

"I'm getting more and more curious about what you said. Come on and take a look. Don't tickle me."

The room quickly became quiet, leaving only the sound of pages turning.

Nowadays, those intellectuals who are interested in making money are truly interested in making money, those who are shameless are truly shameless, and those who are pure are truly pure.

Those gathered in the room, who are willing to take the time to serve as judges for the students, are naturally enthusiastic people who hope to contribute to the "improvement of Chinese language in middle schools" and the "new blood of the literary world."

If you have a pure mind and only read the article, that galaxy will surely catch your eyes and captivate your heart.

After everyone in the circle had read it, Wang Meng jokingly asked, "Old Ye, you wrote "Our Generation of Young People". How is it? What do you think of the new generation of young people?"

"No, no, when I was thirteen or fourteen years old..."

Ye Xin waved his hand modestly, frowned and recalled for a while, then smiled and said: "Well, I was probably still vaguely yearning for sex, but I didn't dare, and I didn't have the ability to write it down..."

"Hahahahahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter among the crowd, and the lady laughed particularly unscrupulously.

Tie Ning also joked: "Old Ye also wrote "Wasted Years", which is also a kind of pain-inducing book that becomes soft when touched, but it was scolded badly by the kids."

"Fuck!" Teacher Ye was furious. "Aren't you from the generation before that?"

Teacher Tie said confidently: "I am a woman, I don't need to be hard."

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter again, bursting with joy.

Wang Yali said self-deprecatingly: "You guys have names after all, unlike us who were born in the 70s, who can only tremble in fear~~~"

"This child is really fierce and wild."

"It's better to be wild. Literature requires wildness the most. You can't follow the rules."

"Then give it all to him?"

"Why not put aside 'Sex'? Two articles are enough."

Chen Danya was the first to raise objections, and Li Qigang, director general of the New Concept Project, nodded.

"Well, our final book will be aimed at the majority of school-age teenagers, and it would be inappropriate to include 'sex' in it."

"Pity."

"Well, what a pity! The kid will publish it in a book sooner or later."

"That's right. Xiao Fang seems to be a troublesome person."

"If your son is careless or stupid, which one would you choose?"

"What's wrong with your brain?! If my son had this talent, I would take care of him no matter how troublesome he is!"

"Hahahaha!"

There was laughter in the editorial department. Everyone was very happy to have discovered a good talent and felt the significance of this job.

So, on the tenth day, Baofu sent a digital code for a quick call back to Fang Xinghe's pager.

Fang Xinghe called his home, and what came out of the receiver was the excited scream of getting rich.

"Brother! You passed! On March 3, go to Shanghai for the semi-finals!"

(End of this chapter)