Entertainment: From the Octagon to the big screen

Chapter 177 - Attacking Wang Baoqiang repeatedly (please follow up)
At 7 o'clock in the morning, the "Evolution Boxing Gym" located in Shuangmiao, FT District opened its doors two hours in advance, and then a "Closed Today" sign was placed in a conspicuous place.

Wang Baoqiang, who was wearing a black Xiumang pure hemp training suit, subconsciously picked up the bucket and mop, and quickly cleaned the No. 1 octagonal cage from the inside out.

In fact, Wang Baoqiang's original plan today was to practice driving a truck. He wanted to upgrade his driver's license so that he could fit in more roles and broaden his acting career.

After all, Wang Baoqiang, who lacks in appearance, can only rely on his own hard power to make up for it, or continuously strengthen his "blood-making" or "cake-making" skills.

But investing in film and television dramas really requires vision and a bit of luck. Wang Baoqiang once invested in "Havoc in Tianzhu", which he directed and starred in, and the result was very dismal.

So from then on, Chen Sicheng took the initiative to play with Wang Baoqiang. Although the investment share given to Wang Baoqiang was limited, he never let his buddy lose the money.

To be honest, Chen Sicheng definitely has a lot of bad habits, but for multiple reasons, he really regards Wang Baoqiang as a brother. People in the industry pick him as the thumb.

When Wang Baoqiang put the octagonal cage No. 1 in place, Chen Yu just wandered in.

The current relationship between the two is a bit strange. Wang Baoqiang is willing to play with Chen Yu because he respects the latter's strength and intuitively believes that Chen Yu has no evil intentions.

Furthermore, he and Chen Yu can chat freely about martial arts, and they can even make gestures when they are excited. The most important thing is that Wang Baoqiang does not need to suppress himself when fighting against Chen Yu.

Now thirty-five years old, Wang Baoqiang is still a poor boy who loves kung fu.

Therefore, it is extremely happy for Wang Baoqiang to be able to discuss with Chen Yu anytime and anywhere.

Therefore, the word "Kung Fu" is the main reason why Wang Baoqiang is willing to "establish friendship" with Chen Yu. After all, apart from "Kung Fu", they have no "intersection" at all.

In addition, Chen Yu knows nothing about the theory of traditional Chinese martial arts. Wang Baoqiang can also use this to pass the addiction of being a teacher and guide this insurmountable international super giant.

On the other hand, Chen Yu was willing to hang out with Wang Baoqiang simply because he felt that it would not take too much effort to play with a guy who was relatively less thoughtful and more straightforward.

Chen Yu caught the twelve-ounce boxing gloves thrown by Wang Baoqiang and turned his head to look at Wang Baoqiang, who was neatly folding the pure hemp practice clothes and placing them on the chair.

In fact, the main reason for Chen Yu to wear boxing gloves was to restrict him from using his exquisite and vicious hand skills.

American fighting circles generally divide hand strength into three categories:

The squeezing force of clenching an object tightly with bare hands;

Ability to hold objects stably with bare hands;

The last thing is about the pinching force of the fingertips.

In addition, in official fighting competitions, both parties are strictly prohibited from breaking their fingers. After all, once a finger is maliciously broken, the injured person will basically lose the ability to resist in a limited manner.

In addition, boxing gloves are also used to protect one's own fingers rather than to protect the "enemy".

Chen Yu first carefully wrapped a pure cotton bandage on his palm and then put on the red gloves. Wang Baoqiang was born in a wild country and had no awareness of "constriction" at all.

After the two warmed up in the open space for five minutes, they began to nudge each other bit by bit with small steps.

During this period, Chen Yu gradually adjusted his breathing frequency and the tension of his body's muscles.

At the same time, his arm was shaking slightly, intending to attract and distract Wang Baoqiang's concentration. In addition, Chen Yu's mind was also rapidly estimating the best attack distance.

This is the "complex micro-management" performed by the top world-class boxing champions in just a few breaths. Not only can they adjust their own status, but they can also confuse and scheme against their opponents.

And Wang Baoqiang really just kept an eye on Chen Yu's figure and controlled the pace of his movements. It wasn't that Wang Baoqiang didn't want to play multi-line operations just because he didn't have that ability.

When Wang Baoqiang's eyes slanted to the left following Chen Yu's embrace, Chen Yu's right jab from his forward stride had already tapped Wang Baoqiang's chest and left cheek.

Although Chen Yu's "physical competitive function" has been declining year by year due to crazy overdraft in his career, at this stage he still has the level of a top world-class boxing champion.

Therefore, Chen Yu can completely play around with Chen Kun's son and Tong Liya's baby, and accompany Wang Baoqiang, who is working hard and extremely focused, to do whatever he wants.

"Let's do it again!" Wang Baoqiang rubbed his chest and left cheek with his fist and shouted excitedly.

Chen Yu's fists collided and a thick "Bang! Bang!" sound signaled Wang Baoqiang to attack first this time.

Wang Baoqiang took a deep breath and raised the arm again, then used a spring step to retreat and put a distance of about two meters away from Chen Yu. This is the starting distance at which Wang Baoqiang can maximize his full power. According to common sense, Chen Yu is 100% sure. It won’t make Wang Baoqiang so comfortable, but it doesn’t matter if he plays with it.

Wang Baoqiang knew very well that even if he used fake moves, in Chen Yu's eyes it would just be a flashy waste of energy, so he might as well go directly to the fast break to grab the rhythm!

The importance of using weak attacks to strengthen the rhythm cannot be ignored. If Chen Yu is allowed to control the rhythm, he can exhaust himself by just "slipping".

But it's a pity that Wang Baoqiang has good ideas, and once he takes action, the situation will instantly escape his calculation.

Wang Baoqiang's left jab was blocked by Chen Yu midway, and then his right jab was blocked by Chen Yu's bent arm.

The subsequent straight punch was firmly blocked by Chen Yu's return to his position.

When he tried to swing his front hand and punch the side of Chen Yu's head again, Chen Yu's slightly tilted frame to the right had blocked Wang Baoqiang's best attack path and angle in advance.

"Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!" Wang Baoqiang, whose breathing was disordered, could only retreat passively when faced with Chen Yu, who had no defensive blind spots. Wang Baoqiang's powerful and magnificent attack combinations failed to move Chen Yu. What a failure!
In fact, Chen Yu didn't predict Wang Baoqiang's offensive and defensive methods. He just watched his moves and then chose how to crack them.

Wang Baoqiang shook his head from side to side and was not discouraged because he could not even touch the corner of Chen Yu's clothes. The excitement of challenging the "limit" made his whole body full of energy.

"I'll attack again!" Wang Baoqiang shouted to Chen Yu as he bumped his cheeks with his gloves.

Then he took another deep breath and used a variation + change of direction side sliding step combined with a forward step to cut into Chen Yu's inner circle.

Then he gritted his teeth and held his breath and launched an offensive combination of right jab - right jab - front hand straight punch - back hand swing punch - continuous side hooks, with both strength and speed.

But this attack combination, which had reached Wang Baoqiang's best form, still failed to force Chen Yu to move.

After he withdrew from the attack distance again, the surging blood in his chest completely cooled down, and his excitement alone was no longer enough to support his nearly exhausted body.

Wang Baoqiang bent down and propped up his knees to take a few breaths, then wiped his sweat and made a gesture of surrender to Chen Yu.

"I'll review Shaolin Kung Fu in two days before I practice with you." At this moment, Wang Baoqiang felt that fighting Chen Yu with boxing was simply "asking for self-humiliation."

Wang Baoqiang regretted listening to Huang Bo's theory of "learning from the barbarians and developing skills to control the barbarians", which lacked great virtue.

But before in Yakushima, Wang Baoqiang used traditional Chinese martial arts and could not touch Chen Yuyijiao at all.

Just when "Feng Yuxiu" was talking about summing up the war, Zhang Songwen, who was wearing sportswear and carrying a bucket bag cross-body and was slightly out of breath, slipped in while running and bumping.

He is one of those people who treats walking as a warm-up exercise.

In fact, it was Zhang Songwen who asked Chen Yu to come to the boxing gym today.

Zhang Songwen wanted to experience the two emotions of "bloodthirsty and ferocious" and "vicious" up close.

After all, "teaching and mutual learning" Zhang Songwen hopes that he can make up for his missing performance shortcomings from Chen Yu.

Because he feels that if he plays the villain, he can only show the badness of the character, but not the evil that is deeper, more textured, and more realistic.

To exaggerate, Zhang Songwen feels that there has been no "evil person" in the Chinese film and television industry since 2008 that he can impress!
Even Wang Yanhui is almost boring in Zhang Songwen's eyes, because when Wang Yanhui plays the villain, he will more often follow the "expressionist" way to imitate the character.

At this stage, Zhang Songwen wants to create the character in an "experiential" way by feeling the "bloodthirsty ferocity" and "viciousness" unleashed by Chen Yu.

The so-called "really listen, see, and feel" Zhang Songwen is preparing to perfect himself with this attitude.

At this moment, Chen Yu, who was standing opposite Zhang Songwen in the octagonal cage, didn't understand why the former did what he did, but he still followed the instructions and entered the game.

In an instant, even Wang Baoqiang, who was leaning outside the octagonal cage and drinking a drink, felt his hair stand on end as if he was electrified. Zhang Songwen even felt that his bladder was tightening and swelling repeatedly.

At this moment, the oppressive and ferocious feeling bursting out from Chen Yu, who was full of momentum, was completely inconsistent with his height of 176!

Even when Chen Yu walked toward Zhang Songwen step by step with great rhythm, the latter was so nervous and frightened that he couldn't even hide and could only stand stiffly in place.

This is the unique temperament possessed by top world-class boxing champions.

Mr. Ali is more royal, Mr. Tyson is more brave, Holyfield is more calm, Pacquiao is more tough and fierce, and Chen Yu is a bloodthirsty and cruel "demon knife".

Chen Yu's "evil" can make the audience's adrenaline surge rapidly and make his opponents feel uncertain and hesitant.

When a series of fist shadows bloomed in front of Zhang Songwen's nose, a strange "vicious flower" appeared, the latter had really reached the limit of holding it in and might have "diabetes" at any time.

Chen Yu discovered that Zhang Songwen's facial muscles were extremely distorted and his legs were tightly clamped into an "inner eight", so he immediately stopped attacking and seamlessly switched out of the game.

"Huh!" Zhang Songwen struggled to stand upright close to the edge of the cage and smiled at Chen Yu.

Although he didn't pee in the Octagon, Zhang Songwen's sportswear was completely soaked with sweat at this moment, and his legs were still shaking obviously and violently involuntarily.

Zhang Songwen, whose knees were weak and his feet were rootless, almost fell forward. Fortunately, Chen Yu stretched out his hand to catch him.

"Thank you, thank you. I think I have felt the emotions I need from you."

Zhang Songwen wanted to shake his trembling hands, but now he couldn't even lift his arms.

The excessive panic and tension just now caused his body to secrete adrenaline rapidly, and then when the tension subsided, his body would show obvious symptoms of detachment.

Chen Yu raised his hand to catch the Red Bull with a straw thrown by Wang Baoqiang, opened it and handed it to Zhang Songwen's mouth, who looked like a "high paraplegic".

"Today is a great value! Not only can I improve my understanding of villains, but I can also experience paralysis!"

Although Zhang Songwen looked pale, he was extremely energetic!
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