Movies and TV: Starting from a generation of masters

Chapter 71
Ye Wen's face was calm, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, maintaining his usual demeanor.

Softly said: "I also ask Master Luo for advice!"

Luo Heng nodded and said with a smile: "Master Ye, it is a great ideal to spread Chinese Kungfu to the world and let people all over the world recognize and appreciate our martial arts."

Ye Wen smiled.

Over there, Master Wang of Qinglong Martial Arts stood up with the support of his disciples.

Hearing Luo Heng's words clearly, he sneered, moved his lips but forcibly held back.

Luo Heng didn't even look at Master Wang who was kicked out by him.

Continued: "But unfortunately, your ideal is a bit out of date."

Ye Wen was aroused a little interest at this time, and said: "I would like to ask for more details."

Luo Heng smiled lightly, and continued: "At present, there are warlords and gentry in China, and there are great powers and wolves outside.

"The mountains and rivers are broken, and there are internal and external troubles. It is the autumn of the nation's life and death crisis. People in the martial arts world, instead of thinking about saving the country from danger, think about teaching my own martial arts to the ghosts and impressing them?

"May I ask Master Ye, why do you think those ambitious people who learn your kung fu will feel the charm of Chinese martial arts and understand the cultural heritage of Chinese culture as you said? Instead of turning around and using the kung fu you taught , turn around and bully your compatriots even more?"

Ye Wen thought for a while, and said with a smile: "Every martial arts school accepts disciples, first of all, it must examine the character, and select those with good character to teach art."

Master Wang nodded in agreement, turned his head and whispered to the disciples beside him: "Master Ye is right, we are not like some people who can teach martial arts to anyone who only asks about their background and not their character..."

Luo Heng squinted at this guy.

Master Wang stopped talking embarrassingly and stopped talking.

Luo Heng turned back and continued, "You know people, you know their face, but you don't know their heart, so how do you know that the person you chose is not a hypocrite?"

Ye Wen shook his head lightly, as if he didn't agree with Luo Heng's statement.

"In a sect, in a nation, there are good people and there are bad people. I can't avoid this. When I teach Kung Fu, I only need to know what I know in my heart, and the disciples are upright.

"As for what they do after they learn Kung Fu, the saints have a saying that they don't care about what they do. Let's think about it later when they really do it."

Luo Heng sneered: "According to what Master Ye said, then why pick any character? Just don't reject anyone who comes, don't care about your deeds, and spread the kung fu first.

"Then it's okay to see what's going on afterwards? People who practice martial arts learn what sour Confucianism, full of sage words. The sage also said that people who are not of my race must have different hearts. Why don't you listen?"

Luo Heng and Ye Wen asked and answered questions here, and many martial artists present were listening.

After Luo Heng finished speaking, Gong Er nodded incredulously.

His eyes quietly looked at his father, Gong Baosen, who was standing between the two of them.

I found that my father looked serious and seemed to be thinking.

The corner of Gong Er's mouth couldn't help but slightly pursed, revealing a faint smile.

Luo Heng took a deep breath, turned to face the crowd, raised his voice and said, "I know many of you don't like me.

"But I don't have to make you like it, but I have something to say today, and I really don't want to vomit.

"Kung fu martial arts has been our ancestors since ancient times. It is a killing technique summed up on the battlefield. Now that times have changed, those foreigners and ghosts use technology as a weapon.

"Forcibly open our country, seize our land, and enslave our fellow man.

"For those of us who practice martial arts, the first thing we need to do is to inspire the spirit of the Chinese people and strengthen the physique of our compatriots.

"With my meager strength, I try to influence the people around me as much as possible, and promote the spirit of martial arts. If one more person has the heart to strengthen the country, the motherland will have more hope. This is what we should do!"

When Luo Heng said this, his tone paused.

Taking a deep breath, he said loudly: "Today's China needs self-reliance and self-improvement. Strengthen your body and gather your will so that everyone can see the unyielding spirit of the Chinese nation.

"As for convincing foreigners and letting foreigners appreciate and love my Chinese martial arts, it's not too late to wait until the day when our Chinese nation stands on top of the world."

After a long paragraph, Luo Heng stood proudly with his hands behind his back.

Gong Er's eyes showed admiration, looking at the back of that stalwart.

At this moment, she suddenly had an illusion, just like when she was a child, she followed her father and watched him compete with various warriors.

After winning countless battles, she would always stand like that. The temperament and power of the two men overlapped in her heart a lot...

Ye Wen was thoughtful, and fell silent.

Gong Baosen frowned slightly, and was also thinking about Luo Heng's words.

Uncle Deng's eyes showed suspicion. When Luo Heng said this, he gave himself the illusion of familiarity.

Back then on Huangpu Beach in Shanghai, I met Luo Li, the man who had just escorted the remains of General Songpo back to the country.

It seems that he is so impassioned, running around for the dream of serving the country in his heart...

"Boy, what you said sounds good. What kind of martial spirit? I think you are a bastard who relies on strength to commit crimes with force. Talking about serving the country and the people is bullshit!"

Someone in the crowd shouted loudly.

Luo Heng turned his head and saw a gap in the crowd, revealing a tall middle-aged man in a gray jacket.

This person probably didn't expect that everyone was so understanding.

There was a flash of panic in his eyes, and then he pushed Luo Heng and said: "You have said so much, but you are only talking about kung fu, Master Ye can propose that you want to break the sect's opinion and spread kung fu to the world.

"Promoting the power of my Chinese martial arts will always make foreigners know more about me.

"What can you do? Could it be that your nonsense can make foreigners treat us better and stop bullying us and other compatriots from now on?"

Luo Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at this person, and said with a sneer: "A person like you is what I call a ridiculous person.

"We are self-reliant, everyone advocates martial arts, and inspires the national spirit. Why do we have to seek the approval of ghosts?"

Another person retorted: "Then what do you mean, if we close the door and promote your martial arts spirit, we can save the country? All of you here are martial arts practitioners. Who doesn't know that, after ten years of martial arts practice, It's not as good as a gunner who has been training for a few days, how can martial arts save the country?"

Luo Heng laughed softly: "You have practiced martial arts for ten years, but you can't beat an ordinary person who has held a gun for several months.

"But who forced you not to use a gun? Stick to the old rules. Before you start, you have to hug your hands and salute, gentle and elegant.

"You can do this when families are communicating with each other. Now it's a life-and-death battle for the survival of the nation. Isn't it pedantic and pathetic to still abide by these rules?"

This person was rendered speechless by Luo Heng's words, and the audience fell into silence for a moment.

After a while, no one stood up and spoke again.

Gong Baosen said slowly: "Master Luo said that promoting the spirit of martial arts, Baosen thinks it is very good.

"But Master Luo, can you tell me specifically what the outline of this martial spirit should be?"

There are not many other things on the Internet in later generations, the key to politics, and the verbal kung fu of pointing out the country, it is definitely the best in the world.

As soon as Luo Henglue made the organization, he immediately said, "The spirit of martial arts is to promote the national spirit of advocating bravery, unity and harmony, being positive, vigorous and promising."

Uncle Deng squeezed the cigarette holder, frowned and asked: "Boy, you have said so much, why do people believe that your martial spirit can save the country.

"A lot of people out there can't even eat, and work hard every day to make a living. Who wants to listen to you talking about martial arts?"

Luo Heng sneered: "I didn't expect you to believe what I said today. In my opinion, the salvation of the country cannot depend on everyone here.

"The spirit of martial arts is the driving force behind the rise of the Huaxia ethnic group in the east. During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, productivity was low, and the essence of the martial arts spirit was military training.

"Historical books say that the people of Chu were martial-minded. In fact, the king was the leader, advocating force and willing to fight. In the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period, the heroes competed for the throne, and the wars and disputes made the martial spirit of that period extremely strong.

"In the ancient times, there were more and fewer people who didn't have enough food and clothing than now? The more difficult it is, the more you need the spirit of martial arts, hard work and bravery, and a strong body!"

After Luo Heng finished speaking, he didn't wait for anyone to ask questions.

He raised his voice and shouted: "In October [-], Guilao published an article titled "The Facts of China" in "Zi Lin Xi Bao".

"It bluntly stated: Husband China—the sick man of the East, has been insensitive for a long time. All the people are sick, and the country is so safe that it is not a sick country...

"The twilight, the sick man of East Asia, are such insulting words to describe the current state of our people.

"I believe that to save the country, we must first save ourselves, and to save ourselves, we must first strengthen our body. I am rich in China, so I have become the laughing stock of foreign countries.

"It is precisely because of the lack of martial arts spirit! To establish a country, one needs to secure the people, and to strengthen a country, one must first strengthen the people!

"To promote the spirit of martial arts, it is not necessary for everyone to practice martial arts, but it can cultivate the mental strength, courage, and physical strength of the people, so that the country can be strengthened!"

After Luo Heng shouted out his words, he felt a little excited, and couldn't help being a little passionate.

Raising his voice, he roared: "We want to make the unmartial people practice martial arts, the sick man become a strong man, and the old country becomes a young and strong country. This is the mission of our martial arts practitioners. The quality that every boxing gym should pursue.

"Instead of promoting my own school of martial arts and taking in a few ghost apprentices..."

Above the hall of Nuo Da, there was silence.

After Luo Heng finished speaking, he shook his long gown and stopped talking.

After some generous speeches, Luo Heng was also touched in his heart.

Since coming to this world, Luo Heng has been a little muddleheaded these past few days, meaning to go with the situation.

Fighting with others and destroying the Fuqing gang were actually not what Luo Heng wanted to do on his own initiative.

In a way, he has not yet integrated into this world.

Due to the awakened system, it is a game panel made by himself.

Luo Heng always has a feeling of unreality, thinking that all this is just an absurd dream.

Until this moment, he had a faint thought that maybe it was not accidental that he came to this world.

At the beginning when I saw Ye Wen in the movie theater persuade Gong Baosen with some words, and won the title of the real leader of the southern martial arts.

Luo Heng, who was watching the movie, had a weird idea in his heart...

It's just that he was just an audience at that time, and he didn't empathize with him. The awkwardness in his heart disappeared after the movie ended and he walked out of the cinema.

Maybe in the days to come, I will occasionally have time to think about this movie and Ip Man's remarks.

I still don't agree with it in my heart, but I never say it out loud.After all, it's just a movie, and if you take it seriously, someone will refute it.

He is a master of a generation, and his disciples later on did spread Chinese martial arts to the world.

Before coming to the Golden Tower today, Luo Heng didn't even realize this problem.

Up to this moment, I was at the scene and heard with my own ears Ye Wen once again put forward the concept of looking at the world and spreading kung fu.

Luo Heng couldn't help but refute, and he talked more and more excitedly.

Only then did I suddenly come to my senses. In fact, after watching that movie, I had thought so much about this in my mind...

Today, with the help of emotions, I vented out all of my brains.

There is an illusion, perhaps, it is precisely because of this excitement in my chest that I have traveled to this world...

At this moment, he looked around again, seeing the magnificent decoration of the Golden Building.

The gorgeous woman in cheongsam...

Jianghu martial artists with different expressions...

Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi's Gong Baosen, the cold and bright Gong Er, the elegant and calm Ye Wen...

And Uncle Deng, Brother Shou, Third Sister...

Luo Heng just felt a little dull.

Suddenly remembered Zhang Muzhi who appeared in front of Luo Li's grave that day.

Perhaps, that guy has seen through all of this a long time ago, knowing that in this world, if he wants to realize his ideals, he can only do things by himself...

Father Luo Li, what kind of person was he back then?
A righteous man who protects Mr. Sun?Soldiers following General Songpo?

What happened in Huangpu Beach?
Will he be allowed to go back to his hometown, knowing how to beat children and go to church all day long?Not mentioning the past for more than ten years?
Luo Heng suddenly had an urge to go to Shanghai, to that magical oriental capital.

Find out for yourself, what is it that made a passionate person who resolutely gave up his studies when he was young and devoted himself to saving the country.

Desperate and decadent, hiding in a small place, completely separated from the past...

As for the way ahead, what to do in this world, Luo Hengfang didn't have a clearer idea until this moment.

As soon as he turned around, he saw the third senior brother looking at him seriously.

Luo Heng smiled lightly: "Brother, let's go."

Wang Huashun nodded with a silly smile, got up and walked to Luo Heng's side.

Ignore the complex gazes of other people, who are thoughtful, contemptuous, hostile, or sarcasm.

Luo Heng led Wang Huashun through the crowd step by step.

As he approached, those standing martial arts practitioners voluntarily gave way to clear a path leading to the exit.

Wang Huashun straightened his spine unconsciously.

He couldn't understand what the younger brother said, but he could feel the passionate spirit.

"Master Luo, please stay!"

Just when Luo Heng was about to step out of the hall, Gong Baosen suddenly spoke behind him.

Luo Heng turned his head and chuckled: "Mr. Gong, what else do you want to say?"

Gong Baosen sighed softly: "Today, Baosen listened to Master Luo's words, he was very emotional, and he didn't know where to start.

"I just want to ask Master Luo one last question, how should you promote and spread the martial spirit you mentioned?"

Luo Heng narrowed his eyes, and said with a smile: "There are so many people here, if you agree with Luo's idea, you should start from your side."

Kung Pao-sen asked again: "What do you want to do? People who agree with you will start from the side. What about Master Luo himself? What do you want to do?"

Luo Heng shook his head lightly, secretly thinking that dealing with this kind of person is really tiring.

Especially serious, breaking the casserole and asking the end, the key skills are strong, the name is famous, and the influence is huge.

I could only helplessly explain: "As for me, when Ma San recovers, I'll go to the Demon City first. I still have a lot of doubts in my heart, and I want to go there to seek answers."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and said softly: "Brother, let's go..."

Just turning around, I happened to see Brother Yong rushing up the stairs in a few steps.

I don't know what the emergency is, but it's winter, and there is a thin layer of sweat on my forehead.

Seeing Luo Heng, he glared angrily, and said angrily, "Don't go, kid, I'll find you later..."

Go around him, trot to Uncle Deng...

"Uncle Deng, Mr. Liu is awake..."

(End of this chapter)