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Chapter 310 The exhibition has another purpose

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, Wang Zhong drank a cup of Mingqian Longjing, sat down at the desk, and started his day's work.

With Wang Zhong's hand speed, it's not an exaggeration to say that there are tentacle monsters. The four chapters are updated with [-] words a day, and there is basically no irrigation, full of dry goods, and hundreds of thousands of words have been saved just like this. 's deposit.

In addition to the updated novel in hand, Wang Zhong is also updating his own Three Kingdoms series of short stories.

It mainly uses Cao Cao, Sun Quan and Liu Bei as the protagonists, referring to various historical books such as "Three Kingdoms", and some "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", starting from a perspective similar to "Cai Gen Tan", writing the history of characters.

The only thing that has been completed now is "Anecdote of Wei Wu" with Cao Mengde as the protagonist, and Wang Zhong is writing "The Ups and Downs of the Lord of Han" with Liu Bei as the protagonist. The only sound left in the study is the sound of keyboard tapping.

At 10:30 in the evening, Wang Zhong turned off the computer, swiped his phone for 10 minutes, and scanned the news of the day. At [-]:[-], he started to sit cross-legged on time, and began to meditate.

It lasted until one o'clock in the middle of the night, and Wang Zhong lay down to sleep.

Sitting cross-legged every day at midnight has already become Wang Zhong's habit.

At five o'clock the next day, Wang Zhong woke up on time, washed and tidied up, set up the electric cooker, took a set of towels, took 20 yuan in cash and left the house.

In the early [-]s at [-]:[-], Wang Zhong appeared at the old place.

It didn't take long for Fang Zhiheng in sportswear to appear, with long legs, ponytail, and a protruding figure that was particularly eye-catching.

"Is there something wrong?" Wang Zhong stopped what he was doing, walked to the marble bench next to him, took a sip from the kettle.

Fang Zhiheng hesitated for a while, then looked at Wang Zhong and asked, "Do you accept apprentices?"

Wang Zhong put down the kettle, looked Fang Zhiheng up and down, and said, "In the past, there was a rule in our traditional martial arts, male teachers did not teach female students!"

"Is there a difference between men and women?" Fang Zhiheng asked.

"Have you seen Jin Lao's "Shooting the Condors"?"

Fang Zhiheng nodded: "You want to tell the story of the old naughty boy and Ying Gu?"

"For things like this, it's usually you girls who suffer the most!" Wang Zhong said frankly.

Fang Zhiheng looked at Wang Zhong in surprise, as if he wanted to see something different from those calm eyes: "You are very honest."

"I have always been like this." Wang Zhong said: "Of course, I don't care, as long as you don't mind."

"Of course, when you learn mixed martial arts with a coach, physical contact is inevitable. Now it's not the old society, where men and women are more concerned about defense. If you really want to learn, I can teach you for a while every day."

Fang Zhiheng pondered for a moment: "I want to try!"

"There is no need to practice those boxing routines. Your level of mixed martial arts is not bad. In the final analysis, fighting is a competition of physical fitness, but you are a woman after all. Your physical strength and strength are not as good as men. It is too difficult to improve these things. If you If you want to improve your fighting skills, you can work hard on your skills."

"What technique?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "You've practiced well in MMA, and you can handle it with the skills of an ordinary adult man."

"But if you have received some fighting training, especially those who have retired from the army, have strong physical fitness, and have practiced military and police fighting skills, you will have no advantage. Fighting and fighting, in the final analysis, is a competition of physical fitness."

Five years of mixed martial arts training sounds like a lot, but Fang Zhiheng usually has to go to work to earn money to support himself, and the time for daily practice is limited. The extent to which it can be achieved is also very limited.

Judging from the fight with Fang Zhiheng, Fang Zhiheng's punches are not heavy.

Fang Zhiheng didn't want to believe what Wang Zhong said, she still had confidence in her own strength, but the previous few fights with Wang Zhong shattered her confidence, making her feel like she used to be Yelang arrogant, The idea of ​​sitting in a well and watching the sky.

"You hit someone with ten punches, and you kick them with a dozen legs. Others are fine, but as long as someone hits you with one punch, especially those who are big and strong, do you think you can handle it?"

Fang Zhiheng shook his head.

"Moves and techniques, what you have learned in mixed martial arts is enough, let me teach you a practical little damage move!"

As soon as Fang Zhiheng's eyes lit up, he immediately became interested: "Small damage?"

"Your MMA has also reached a certain level. It is difficult for ordinary people to get close to you, but anyone who blocks your fists and feet from getting close to you must have something on them. If you encounter such an enemy, how do you deal with it? "

Fang Zhiheng pondered for a moment and then said, "Run?"

Wang Zhong asked, "Do you usually wear high heels or sneakers when you go out?"

Fang Zhiheng: "Eh...high heels!"

"I can take off my shoes and run!"

"It's a way!"

"Then let's assume that you are stuck in a dead end and can't escape, what should you do?"

Fang Zhiheng shook his head.

Wang Zhong said: "If this is the time, take the weapon immediately if you have a weapon!"

"What if there are no weapons?"

"Eye insertion, crotch kicking, and finger breaking." Wang Zhong said: "Of course, this is a situation where life and death are threatened. Otherwise, it's better not to be eye insertion, because it is easy to be judged as being too defensive."

Fang Zhiheng: "..."

"Crotch kicking and finger snapping are still available."

Wang Zhong said: "Let's talk about breaking fingers first! As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to a heart, no one can endure this kind of pain."

"Well, let's simulate it, you put your hand on my chest!"

Fang Zhiheng acted in accordance with the law.

Wang Zhong raised his right hand and said: "The mother finger is too short, and there is a tiger's mouth as a buffer. The best choice is the little finger and the index finger!" Painfully sucked in a breath of cool air.

"No matter how strong the will is, the body will respond to the broken finger."

Wang Zhong stretched out his hand: "Use the joint skills you learned, try to deal with me!"

Fang Zhiheng stepped forward, clasped Wang Zhong's wrist with one hand, and put one hand against Wang Zhong's elbow, pressing and lifting, and was about to cut Wang Zhong's right hand back, but no matter how hard she tried, Wang Zhong's hand would not move at all. , but Wang Zhong flipped his wrist and clasped her wrist instead. With a little force, he cut Fang Zhiheng's hand behind his back.

Wang Zhong let go of his hand and said: "This is one force to drop ten meetings."

"Do you know Jeet Kune Do?"

"Know!"

Wang Zhong said: "Try to attack with all your strength!"

"Be careful!" Fang Zhiheng put on a posture and was about to approach, but just as he raised his leg, he was kicked above the knee.

"Come again!"

Fang Zhiheng changed his strategy, turned sideways to Wang Zhong, and was about to give Wang Zhong a side kick, but just as he lifted his leg, Wang Zhong kicked him on the calf.

"This is the concept of Jeet Kune Do. Through observation and judgment, intercept the enemy's fists and feet. I blocked all your attacks with one hand yesterday. It is based on my stronger insight and sharper reaction than yours. With your current It’s still a long way from that level.”

"How long will it take me to get to this level?"

"It's hard to say!" Wang Zhong said: "The thing about realm is to pay attention to the word enlightenment."

This state cannot be achieved by blindly practicing hard, what is needed is years of actual combat, obviously there is no such condition now.

"Would you like to let you feel the feeling of having your fingers snapped?" Wang Zhong suggested with his eyes shining.

Fang Zhiheng gave Wang Zhong an angry look, but didn't answer the words.

"Then what if someone locks my throat from behind?" Fang Zhiheng made a gesture of clenching his fist and bending his arms to lock his throat: "Can't I break my fingers?"

"My suggestion is to steal peaches!"

As soon as Wang Zhong said this, Fang Zhiheng's expression changed.

Wang Zhong quickly changed his words: "Stealing peaches is just a general term. It doesn't have to be caught, hammered or smashed. If you have a mobile phone in your hand, the effect will be better. After all, it is the most vulnerable part of a man."

Fang Zhiheng didn't know how to answer the conversation.

"Don't look at me like that!" Wang Zhong said, "That's how we Chuanwu are, we go to the most vulnerable places of the human body!"

In traditional martial arts, hitting the throat from the top, hitting the yin from the bottom, and piercing the eyes and piercing the throat are all aimed at the enemy's vital points.

Fang Zhiheng was speechless: "What you said makes sense."

"Then what if I was hugged from behind with both hands?"

"You can always move your feet! Just stomp your feet, point the heel of your high-heeled shoes at the instep of that person and stomp down hard."

Fang Zhiheng: "..."

After a while, Fang Zhiheng looked at Wang Zhong with complicated eyes.

"Accident? Feel nasty?"

Fang Zhiheng nodded and shook his head again, and said, "It's completely different from the martial arts teaching I imagined!"

It's stealing peaches and breaking fingers. In the words of martial arts novels, it's all dirty tricks that can't be put on the table.

Wang Zhong smiled and asked, "This is the reality. You learn this to protect yourself. It's neither writing novels nor making movies. Don't care if he's dirty or not."

"Let me ask you, why do you learn mixed martial arts?"

"In order to protect myself when danger comes!" Fang Zhiheng blurted out, and then suddenly realized: "So no matter what the move is, as long as it can achieve the goal, it is a good move."

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "The mixed martial arts you learn is claimed to be the closest to actual combat, but in the end it is only close. When you are in real danger, the person who brings you danger will not tell you any rules."

"When you are really in danger, forget about the rules above the ring, and do everything you can to protect yourself."

"Well, I've made a note!" Fang Zhiheng nodded.

"I hope you will never need these, let's go!" Wang Zhong waved his hand and left with the water bottle and bag.

In fact, Wang Zhong said a lot, most of them are nonsense.

Fang Zhiheng watched Wang Zhong's leaving back, and murmured: "Thank you!"

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Wang Zhong bought breakfast, and when he got home, he ate the cooked shrimp and crab porridge. Then he took out the marinated beef soaked in the marinated bucket, let it cool and cut it into thin slices. He took a photo and sent it go out.

It was cooked last night and soaked in brine overnight.

In 2201, Zhu Zhe was taking a shower when his cell phone rang suddenly, so he picked it up and took a look.

Wang Zhong: I ate sister Zhu’s beef sauce yesterday, and I prepared some sauced beef as a gift in return. Warm reminder: sauced beef is an excellent partner when watching dramas!
Wang Zhong: Pictures

Zhu Zhe smiled, let go of the toothbrush in his hand, and quickly tapped the screen.

Zhu Zhe: It looks delicious (expression: drooling)
Wang Zhong: Excuse me, God, do you deliver the goods to your door or pick them up?

Zhu Zhe: Can I still choose?
Wang Zhong: Of course!
Zhu Zhe: Then I will trouble Writer Wang to deliver the goods to your door!
Wang Zhong: Packing, please wait...
2201, toilet, seeing Wang Zhong's reply, the smile on Zhu Zhe's face became brighter and brighter.

After quickly brushing his teeth and washing his face, the prestige message sounded again.

Wang Zhong: The courier has been delivered to the door, please sign for it!
Zhu Zhe walked over to open the door with a smile, and what caught his eyes was Wang Zhong holding a transparent plastic box.

"Thank you, Writer Wang Da, for the sauced beef!" Zhu Zhe said with a smile.

"I'll have to trouble Sister Zhu to give an objective evaluation later! It's easy to improve."

"must!"

"By the way, do you have something to do today?" Wang Zhong asked.

"It should be fine after washing the clothes!" Zhu Zhe said, today is Sunday, and it is rare to rest.

Wang Zhongdao: "Today there is an exhibition on the application of artificial intelligence, are you interested?"

"Artificial intelligence?" Zhu Zhe was a little surprised.

"Yes, the main body is this. In addition to this, there should be some related cutting-edge technology applications."

"I still want to do laundry?" Zhu Zhe hesitated.

"This exhibition is open all day, you can go anytime." Wang Zhong said with a smile.

"Then I'll send you a WeChat message after packing up later?" Zhu Zhe agreed after thinking about it.

A smile appeared on Wang Zhong's face: "Then I won't bother you, see you later!" He smiled and waved while walking back.

"See you later!" Zhu Zhe also waved with a smile.

"Sister Zhu, who is it?" Yu Chuhui who just came out of the room rubbed his eyes and asked sleepily.

"Upstairs, Wang Zhong, brought over some sauced beef!" Zhu Zhe put the sauced beef in the refrigerator: "I put it in the refrigerator, if you want to eat it, take it yourself."

"Wang Zhong?" Yu Chuhui woke up instantly, and all drowsiness disappeared: "The sauced beef sent by Writer Wang? Did he make it himself?"

"It should be!" Zhu Zhe had forgotten to go to her room as she said that, she still had to take a shower and wash clothes.

"Sister Zhu!" Yu Chuhui trotted all the way to stop Zhu Zhe, and looked at Zhu Zhe meaningfully: "Sister Zhu, be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist!"

"What is frank is lenient, and resistance is strict."

"The matter between you and Writer Wang! Tell me honestly, is Writer Wang chasing you?" Yu Chuhui's words made Zhu Zhe's heart skip a beat, and the ripples in his heart became more intense.

"How is that possible!" Zhu Zhe said mockingly, "I'm already 32, and I don't have a degree. Wang Zhong is a well-known writer on the internet, so how could he fall in love with me?"

"Sister Zhu, you're underestimating yourself!" Yu Chuhui stepped forward and took Zhu Zhe's hand and said, "My sister Zhu is born beautiful, beautiful, and knows how to run the house. She is proficient in all kinds of housework and cooking. Which man won't be tempted by it!"

"Besides, Writer Wang Da is 29 years old, and you are only three years older than him. This old saying goes well, female juniors hold golden bricks..."

"What are you thinking about all day, you little brain?" Zhu Zhe smiled and pushed Yu Chuhui's eyebrows with his index finger, broke free from Yu Chuhui's hand, went into his room, turned around and prepared to close the door: "Okay, I'm going to clean up the room now !"

Yu Chuhui stuck out his tongue, and also ran to wash up.

At about nine o'clock, Zhu Zhe took a shower, dried his clothes, put on some makeup, put on sunscreen, put on his handbag, and was ready to go out.

"Sister Zhu, who is this?" He Minhong looked at Zhu Zhe and asked curiously.

"Go to an exhibition of artificial intelligence." Zhu Zhe said with a smile.

"An exhibition of artificial intelligence?" He Minhong asked suspiciously: "Are you also interested in artificial intelligence?"

"Look!" Zhu Zhe said.

"Artificial intelligence exhibition?" Yu Chuhui's voice came from the door: "Is it the one in Pudong New International Expo Center?"

"Ah Chu, you also know?" Zhu Zhe had already walked to the door.

Yu Chuhui, who was stretching on the yoga mat at the door, said, "Sister Zhu, since when have you become interested in these cutting-edge technologies?"

"Suddenly curious, I want to go and see!"

"It's a pity that I still have to work part-time!" Yu Chuhui said with a look of regret.

Zhu Zhe smiled and said, "Then I'll go find the way for everyone first!"

(End of this chapter)