Chapter 10 The Black Duan? I am no longer there
At the end of the stage, even after Chen Shuo's internship was finished, he packed up his things and was about to go home. Walking in the aisle, he saw the girls from Girls' Generation hurriedly following the agent, and each of them put on a coat and didn't even change the stage costume.
"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Chen Shuo asked curiously.
"What else can you do? Just rush to announce it!" Kim Taeyeon said angrily when she saw Chen Shuo. A dignified PD actually asked if she was so poor, what else can an artist do besides an announcement?
“It’s so hard.”
"That's all right, it's not as easy as you, and the salary is so high!" Jessica said while trotting.
The agent next to him obviously did not recognize Chen Shuo as the owner of the barbecue shop a while ago. He hurriedly pulled Jessica and scolded him: "I'm rude, why are you talking to the PD like this? Apologize quickly!"
"I!" Jessica was so angry that she simply stopped talking when she heard the agent's words.
"It's okay, don't make a big deal." Chen Shuo waved his hand, but he felt relieved in his heart. Is this identity so cool?
The agent was surprised to see the young PD in front of him. Generally speaking, these PDs are all people with eyes on their foreheads. The program planning and the selection of actors are all in one hand. When is it so easy to talk?
"Then let's say goodbye!" The agent no longer thought about it. It was time for the next announcement. It would not work if he was late. He hurriedly said goodbye to Chen Shuo and left with Girls' Generation.
"This profession is not that glorious." Chen Shuo slapped, not even having time to enjoy applause. What's the point? What's the difference between this and other jobs?
But this has nothing to do with him. He is going to enjoy the get off work time, put on his backpack, then bring his headphones, and walk on the street. Chen Shuo feels that his soul has been sublimated. If someone takes a photo of himself at this time, a work of art will be born, at least that's what Chen Shuo thinks.
Just as Chen Shuo was intoxicated by his charm, he suddenly felt that someone had been patted on his back and someone attacked him? Chen Shuo looked back in confusion.
There are no one, is it my own illusion?
"Where are you looking at? I'm here!" Seeing that he was actually ignored, Park Ji-yeon was very annoyed and waved his fist and shouted loudly.
"Ah, dinosaur girl!" Chen Shuo looked at the girl in Taekwondo uniform in front of him in surprise and smiled: "What are you going to do when you dress like this?"
"Dinosaur girl?" Park Ji-yeon widened his eyes. He was talking about himself, saying that he was a dinosaur? Is there something wrong with this person's eyes? He is obviously a youthful and invincible beautiful girl, okay!
"Haha, kidding, I think you really look like a dinosaur when you eat meat." Chen Shuo took off his headphones and smiled and said, "Park Ji-yeon, I remember correctly."
"Hmph!" Park Ji-yeon snorted coldly.
"Are you going to practice Taekwondo?" Chen Shuo asked, walking side by side.
"Yeah!" Park Ji-yeon nodded, looked up at Chen Shuo. She was thin and tall, and she seemed to be very bullying. Suddenly, a bad idea came to her heart.
"Uncle, do you have the courage to compete with me at Taekwondo Hall?" Park Ji-yeon looked at Chen Shuo with a wicked smile.
"What?" Chen Shuo looked at the girl movie that was shorter than him and said, "It's not Taekwondo, is it?"
"Why, are you scared?" Park Ji-yeon looked contemptuous.
"No." Chen Shuo shook his head and said, "I'm afraid I will hurt you by accident."
"Just rely on you?" Park Ji-yeon said with disdain, "Any of my senior brothers is not as strong as you, and I have defeated them!"
I was despised by a little girl? This ridiculous thought flashed through Chen Shuo's mind. I'll go, this time, my uncle can't bear it, but my aunt can't bear it anymore! Anyway, I'm idle, so I'll just play with her.
"Where is the Taekwondo Hall?" Chen Shuo asked Park Ji-yeon.
"Follow me!" Seeing Chen Shuo agreeing, Park Ji-yeon walked in front with big strides and said, "Let's make a bet, what if you lose?"
"I'll invite you to barbecue for a month, what kind of meat you can eat!" Chen Shuo continued, "What if you lose?"
"How could I lose? Just kidding!" Park Ji-yeon laughed: 'Uncle, you should prepare a month's meat!"
Perhaps it was because I felt that I had won, Park Ji-yeon felt that the free barbecue for that month was waving to her, and even her steps were much happier, and she jumped to the Taekwondo Hall.
When he arrived at a large Taekwondo hall, Park Ji-yeon threw away his bag anywhere and said to Chen Shuo: "Uncle, wait, I'll help you get a set of training clothes first."
"No need." Chen Shuo waved his hand, took off his shoes and walked onto the floor, and said, "I don't have to change my clothes when dealing with you."
"Dare you underestimate me?" Park Ji-yeon widened her eyes and pointed to the black belt around her waist and said, "I know what this is, Taekwondo black section! It's like a fake one!"
"Oh, can you still know idioms?" Chen Shuo was a little surprised and smiled.
"You!" Park Ji-yeon felt that the person in front of her was extremely hateful, and shouted, and made an offensive posture, as if Chen Shuo was pounced on him.
Bang-
Chen Shuo raised his hand, and Park Ji-yeon was thrown to the ground by Chen Shuo, clapping his hands, and Chen Shuo said: "I said that, I don't even need to change my clothes when dealing with you."
Park Ji-yeon struggled to get up and shouted, "This time it doesn't count. I'm not ready yet, come again!"
"It's up to you." Chen Shuo scratched his head indifferently and said, "But there will be no free barbecue for a month. What if you still lose this time?"
"Then I'll invite you to barbecue for a month!" Park Ji-yeon said with gritted teeth.
"Okay!" Chen Shuo nodded, waved to Park Ji-yeon, and smiled, "Then it's faster, I haven't eaten lunch yet, go to have a meal after I finish the meal."
"Ah!" Park Ji-yeon shouted again and rushed towards Chen Shuo again.
Bang-
Without surprise, Park Ji-yeon was thrown to the ground by Chen Shuo again. To be honest, among the girls, Park Ji-yeon was quite strong, but unfortunately he met Chen Shuo, who was pity for the fragrance and savor? Chen Shuo didn't know that there was this idiom.
"Oh, it hurts so much." I have to say that Park Ji-yeon has a strong ability to resist hits. He was hit on the ground twice in a row without crying like an ordinary delicate girl.
There had been a group of people around the two. Seeing Park Ji-yeon's embarrassing look, some male students couldn't help but laugh secretly, because Park Ji-yeon is the most outstanding among female students, and she is beautiful and cute, and is deeply loved by the masters of the gym. Usually, Park Ji-yeon bullies other students, so how could she be bullied?
"What are you looking at? Why don't you help me up!" Park Ji-yeon called to the juniors who were watching the show. Although she was not old, she was quite old. In just one sentence, three male students ran forward and helped Park Ji-yeon up.
"Chen Shuo, what's the point of bullying me, a girl? Do you dare to fight with my senior brother?" Park Ji-yeon touched her butt and stared at Chen Shuo hard. This man was really heavy in attack, and his butt was hurt.
"Aren't we the two of us competing?" Chen Shuo was surprised.
"I don't care, do you dare?" Park Ji-yeon began to play with a rogue. After a month of barbecue, she had to lose everything.
"It's up to you." Chen Shuo didn't care.
"Kim Ha-joon, Kim Ha-joon! Where are you going!" Park Ji-yeon shouted.
"Here, come!" A tall and strong young man with small eyes hurriedly ran over in the distance, looked at the crowd gathering together, and asked strangely: 'What's wrong, what's going on, why are you doing here?"
"Senior Brother!" Park Ji-yeon ran forward and pointed at Chen Shuo and said, "This man is here to kick the hall. He even beat me up. Hurry up and teach him a lesson. You are the chief disciple, so you can't fall into the majesty of our gym!"
Everyone around him turned their heads. It was obviously a big sister, you want to compete with others. If you lose, you still say that they are here to play for the club. Do you want to be so shameless?
"Ji Yeon, isn't this good?" Kim Ha-jun is not a fool either. He naturally knows his junior sister's style. He doesn't want to be used as a gun.
"If you dare not go, I will go to the master later and punish you for 500 push-ups!" Park Ji-yeon is now like a little demon with horns on his head.
Jin Junhe surrendered with no ambition, looked at Chen Shuo, and said, "Sorry, I don't want to do it either."
"It's okay, come on, you'd better use all your strength. I'll do it very hard." Chen Shuo said with a smile.
Jin Junhe's momentum changed, and the two stood face to face. Suddenly, Jin Junhe launched an attack, and when he raised his hand, he actually brought a palm wind. He really had two tricks.
Chen Shuo's fist hit Jin Junhe's fist together. Jin Junhe only felt his fist hit the iron plate, so he hurriedly retreated and shook his hand hard.
The biggest use of Taekwondo is only to strengthen the body. When encountering Chen Shuo’s iron and bronze bones that have been trained since childhood, it is useless.
"I lost." Kim Junha knew that he was not the opponent of this person. He knew the difference between the two of them just now. His hands were still aching. He didn't want to hurt himself because of Park Ji-yeon and others' anger.
"You are very good." Chen Shuo nodded. If you only practice Taekwondo, Jin Junhe would have achieved a slight success.
"What are you doing together? I won't practice martial arts anymore! I want to rebel!"
At this time, a male voice full of energy sounded behind everyone. Everyone turned around, hurriedly bowed ninety degrees, and shouted: "Master!"
The person who came was a strong middle-aged man with a rosy complexion and steady pace. I think he was the owner of this gym.
Park Ji-yeon, who was originally jumping up and down, was also quiet. Although this master pampered him very much, he was an iron-faced man in front of outsiders and could not miss any etiquette he should have.
"Young man, you defeated my eldest disciple. Do you have the courage to compete with me?" The owner looked at Chen Shuo and said in a deep voice.
"I am extremely happy." Chen Shuo took off his coat and said, "My master told me that only by competing with masters is my own progress. I am honored to compete with the masters of Taekwondo."
"I don't know the name of the teacher Gao?" asked the owner.
"The teacher is idle and wild crane, it's insignificant." After Chen Shuo said that, he made a gesture of invitation. The owner of the museum stopped talking. He took a few deep breaths, walked to Taichung, and said to the disciples: "All take ten steps back!"
Everyone faded away like a tide, leaving a wide area for the two of them.
"Boy, come on!" said the owner of the museum.
Chen Shuo moved, like a tiger going down the mountain, with a rainbow of momentum. A glimmer of light flashed across the eyes of the museum owner, and he stepped forward to fight. The two of them were intertwined in an instant, without distinguishing themselves for a moment!
"Happy!" Chen Shuo knocked away the attack of the owner with a punch, then stood firm, suddenly rose up and kicked the owner. The owner was shocked at this moment. How much power does this young man's body contain? The complete barbaric fighting style makes people unable to start, just like, it's like a beast fighting, either you die or I die!
The owner of the museum already felt his hands numb, but the young man in front of him was ready to move and was about to launch the next wave of attacks.
The two fought again, and Chen Shuo was like a ferocious beast, forcing the museum owner to retreat step by step. Suddenly, the museum owner found Chen Shuo's movement gap and kicked Chen Shuo in the chest, blocking Chen Shuo's attack.
"You are very good, very good!" said the owner gasping, "At least at your age, I have never seen anyone stronger than you."
"The owner of the museum, Liao Zan." Chen Shuo's face was not red or breathless.
"If you follow the level of Taekwondo, I think you are no less than me." The owner said: "It may even be better than me."
Hearing his master's words, Park Ji-yeon grew up in shock. That bad guy was actually the same level as his master? Is he so powerful? You know, his master is a master of Taekwondo! Park Ji-yeon muttered in his heart, but seeing the battle with his master just now, Park Ji-yeon had to admit that this bad guy is indeed a bit powerful.
Chen Shuo smiled, and suddenly thought of a classic line from a fantasy novel he had read in China. He looked at the owner of the museum and said, "Is the black section top-notch? I'm not already."
Chapter completed!