My daughter is so annoying

Ever since, Chenghai Entertainment once again held auditions across the country to select potential newcomers to be packaged and cultivated, and then sent to the entertainment industry.

Fang Cheng didn't worry too much about it this time, after all, it was still an audition, and Fang Cheng would not be able to come forward until the last few rounds.

……

Monday morning.

Fang Cheng came to the park early.

Zhang Shanfeng was still wearing a white coat, standing in the old place and waiting for Fang Cheng.

"Uncle Zhang, today is early enough."

Zhang Shanfeng was not in a hurry to practice, but asked seriously: "Do you have time this afternoon?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

Zhang Shanfeng hesitated to speak.

Fang Cheng saw what Zhang Shanfeng was thinking, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Uncle Zhang, if you have something to say, just say it, so we don't have to go round and round."

Zhang Shanfeng hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I have some old friends coming to Shanghai this afternoon, can you come with me to meet them?"

Although he didn't know why Zhang Shanfeng's friend Lai Mo had to go there by himself, Fang Cheng still agreed.

My body can be made into what it is now, thanks to Zhang Shanfeng, if I want to change to the past, that Zhang Shanfeng must be my master, isn't there a saying that is good, one day is a teacher and a life is a father, anyway at home. If you are idle, since Zhang Shanfeng has already made the request, Fang Cheng naturally has no reason to refuse.

Zhang Shanfeng smiled happily, and soon practiced with Fang Cheng.

After an hour and a half.

Zhang Shanfeng stopped his movements and said, "Then shall we gather here at one o'clock in the afternoon?"

Fang Cheng asked, "Do you need me to drive here?"

"No, no, there will be a car to pick us up."

"Is there a car to pick you up?"

Fang Cheng was stunned for a moment, this kind of treatment should not be as simple as going to see old friends.

The morning passed quickly.

During lunch.

"I'm going out with Uncle Zhang in the afternoon."

Fang Cheng ran out every morning, so Yang Yueyue knew who Uncle Zhang he was talking about.

"Where to go?"

"I don't know, he just said to take me to meet some old friends."

……

Chapter 89 Martial Arts Exchange Meeting

Zhang Shanfeng and Fang Cheng stood at the gate of the park and waited for 10 minutes before a black Audi drove up.

The driver got off the car and asked respectfully, "Hi, is this Zhang Shanfeng, Senior Zhang?"

"it's me."

"Please get in the car."

Zhang Shanfeng took Fang Cheng to the back seat of the Audi.

Fang Cheng felt very strange.

In this day and age, it is too contrary to use the word "senior" to address people.

Fang Cheng thought for a long time, then asked in a low voice, "Uncle Zhang, where are we going?"

"Go and meet my old friends."

Fang Cheng asked in a different way: "Who are those old friends of yours?"

Only then did Zhang Shanfeng reply: "Chen Fang, the 30th generation descendant of Chen Style Taijiquan, Li Wenshan, the 30th generation descendant of Xingyi Quan, Zhuge Qing, the [-]th generation descendant of Tanglang Quan No. [-], Ye Shanhe of Wing Chun, Zhao Zhanyiquan Guoan, Liu Style White Eyebrow Boxing and Liu Qianfan..."

Zhang Shanfeng mentioned more than a dozen people in succession.

Fang Cheng was dumbfounded.

Because he had only seen these martial arts in martial arts, he thought they were all fictional, but he didn't expect that they really existed, and they all have descendants.

Zhang Shanfeng said with a smile: "It is said to be a gathering of old friends, but in fact it is also a traditional martial arts exchange meeting. Isn't it the old saying that there is no first thing in literature and no second in martial arts, so it is natural for a group of people who have practiced kung fu to gather together. It’s to compete for the top and bottom, and speaking of it, this is already our tenth meeting.”

Fang Cheng swallowed his saliva and asked, "Then why did you ask me to come with you?"

Zhang Shanfeng smiled slightly: "We're all getting older, so every time we get together like this, we always pull our best students out to make a show and compare them."

Fang Cheng realized that something was wrong.

He stared and asked, "Uncle Zhang, so you mean that someone might want to fight with me today?"

"Be more elegant, it's called a discussion in our circle."

"Isn't that still a fight?"

Fang Cheng said with a bitter face: "I'm in a thief's car, can I get out of the car now?"

"Don't worry, we're all on point."

Fang Cheng hurriedly said: "But you didn't teach me anything except the fixed moves of Wu Qin Xi and Tai Chi."

"This is enough."

Zhang Shanfeng seems to be very confident in Fangcheng.

Fang Cheng didn't know where his confidence came from.

My body is much stronger, but I have never learned any fighting moves.

Fang Cheng is guilty, it is a guilty conscience.

His heart beat inexplicably faster, and various images of himself being knocked down to the ground began to appear in his mind.

Zhang Shanfeng said: "You will not be worse than them."