Artists of the national tradition start from the puppet show

Chapter 95 The mission of Chinese martial arts is about to expire!

Tan Xiao once lamented Lin Mu's talent, and asked seriously, "I was shocked after watching your performance yesterday. I want to know, who taught you that hanging hair?"

After Tan Xiao had finished speaking, Tan Zhengyan looked at Lin Mu with piercing eyes.

Lin Mu was a little strange, but he still said seriously, "No one has ever taught me. My hanging hair was learned from my teacher in the Academy of Chinese Opera. However, the hanging hair last night should be regarded as my brainstorming at that time. Bar!"

Although Lin Mu knew from his master yesterday that his hanging hair was very similar to Tan Pai's hanging hair, Lin Mu didn't take it to heart.

Tan Xiaozeng frowned, and asked in a low voice, "I have an idea, what's the answer?"

Lin Mu smiled wryly, and said, "Mr. Tan, I was too nervous to go on stage last night. By the time I was hanging hair, my brain had gone blank. I had a feeling that it was not right to throw the whip first, so I just followed my own feeling, and only threw the whip out at the moment I hung the hair!"

Tan Xiaozeng looked deeply at Lin Mu. From Lin Mu's eyes, he saw the truth, and couldn't help but sighed again.

Genius, is it so scary?

It turned out that Tan Pai's hanging hair was put on stage by a young man's "temporary thought"?
Tan Zhengyan on the side also felt a bitterness in his mouth, and couldn't help but looked up at the ceiling.

Looking at the expressions of the father and son, Lin Mu didn't know what he said wrong, so he could only show a dry smile!
Tan Xiaozeng got up, the smile on his face was very sincere.

"Haha, that's fine, our father and son will not stay any longer. If there is a chance in the future, we will come and go often. I live next door. We can also communicate with each other on weekdays. This alley finally has a meeting." It's time to sing!"

Tan Xiaozeng did not continue this topic, but directly chose to leave!
Lin Mu hurriedly got up to send it off, and said sincerely while sending it off, "It will be necessary to bother Mr. Tan in the future, please don't bother Mr. Tan!"

When he arrived at the door, Tan Xiaozeng waved his hand and said, "Okay, you should hurry back and pack up, don't send it away!"

Lin Mu grinned, and nodded at Tan and his son.

Tan Zhengyan took a deep look at Lin Mu, and nodded slightly.

After the two returned to their home, Lin Mu returned to the yard.

Since the workers had roughly cleaned up the west wing just now, they arranged the live broadcast equipment and all the tools by themselves.

Looking at this big and bright room, Lin Mu suddenly felt a sense of comfort.

[Warning, warning, there are still 24 hours before the opening of the martial arts occupation task, please hurry up and complete the opening task, if the task fails, the martial arts occupation will be completely closed, and all occupations of this major will be completely closed. 】

Suddenly, in Lin Mu's mind, a red warning prompt that had never been seen before appeared!

Lin Mu couldn't help but gasped.

Lin Mu frowned deeply as he looked at the "Chinese martial arts career start task" that had begun to glow red among the system tasks.

This is the first time I know that there is a time limit for the tasks issued by the system.

Damn structure system, why didn't you say it in advance?

At this time, where can I find a master of Chinese martial arts to learn as a teacher? Even if I find it, it is still a matter of whether they will accept me or not!

What should I do if I am indecisive?
Of course it is a coder!

"Hey, Master, are you free now, I have something to do, please help!"

Lin Mu found Yu Zhikui with just one phone call.

After Yu Zhikui explained a few words to others, he responded to Lin Mu.

"What's the matter, haven't you already moved? I'll go and have a look later. What's the matter?"

Yu Zhikui should be quite busy.

Lin Mu hurriedly said, "Master, do you know someone who knows martial arts? I'm talking about real masters of martial arts, the kind who practice Chinese martial arts!"

Yu Zhikui's voice faltered slightly, and he asked a little puzzled, "Why are you asking this?"

Lin Mu hurriedly said, "Master, I have never been in contact with martial arts since I started learning opera, so I want to practice kung fu first, but I don't want to practice those showy things, so I want to find a real martial arts master to teach me." !"

Yu Zhikui smiled slightly and said, "You have a very good attitude towards learning. We veteran actors naturally need to have both civil and military skills. As for martial arts masters, Wang Wenhe, the Huqin teacher of our Academy of Chinese Opera, is that."

Lin Mu's eyes widened, what, Wang Wenhe, Wang Lao?
In Lin Mu's mind, Wang Wenhe, who had white beard and hair, sat there and accompanied them every day when they were practicing.

Although Wang Wenhe is 80 years old, he is still so energetic, Lin Mu never knew that this old man is actually a master of martial arts!

Yu Zhikui was also aware of Lin Mu's surprise, and said with a smile, "Don't underestimate Mr. Wang, he was a Bajiquan practitioner back then, and he really went to the arena to fight people for life and death. If you want to learn, go to his old man."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Mu was still a little dizzy. Wang Wenhe and Wang Lao are actually masters of martial arts?

No matter what, hurry up to find Elder Wang, for the sake of system tasks, even if I kneel for a day, I still want him to accept me as a disciple.

When he arrived at the Opera Academy, Lin Mu went directly to the family building behind the academy, where Wang Wenhe lived.

"Old Wang, are you at home?"

Lin Mu knocked on the door, and Wang Wenhe's angry voice came from inside.

"Who is it?"

"Old Wang, it's me, Lin Mu!"

Lin Mu hurriedly said loudly.

After a while, Wang Wenhe opened the door, looked at Lin Mu outside, and asked curiously, "Xiao Mu, why did you come back here? Aren't you studying at the National Peking Opera Company?"

After entering the room, Lin Mu said straight to the point, "Old Wang, I heard Master, you were a famous martial arts master back then?"

The corners of Wang Wenhe's mouth twitched slightly, looked at Lin Mu, and said with a smile, "You boy, what do you want to do?"

Lin Mu swallowed, cupped his hands, and said, "Boy, I hope that Mr. Wang can accept me as an apprentice and teach me real martial arts!"

Wang Wenhe spit out the tea immediately after taking a sip, and looked at Lin Mu suspiciously.

"Teach you Chinese martial arts? Where did you hear the word national martial arts?"

Wang Wenhe's voice was a little low, and there was deep doubt in his eyes.

Lin Mu's back was a little chilled by the other party's eyes, but he braced himself and said word by word, "I beg Mr. Wang to accept me as an apprentice!"

Wang Wenhe stopped talking, and stared at Lin Mu's eyes with a pair of sharp eyes, and Lin Mu felt as if he was being stared at by a beast, his legs trembled a little, but there was no retreat in his eyes!
I don't know how long it took, a trace of satisfaction flashed in Wang Wenhe's eyes, and he said calmly,
"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)