Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 511 Why did Yao give you a face?

Seeing Lin Yue looking up, Huang Yiqing hurriedly introduced him: “This is Mr. Fu who was once the deputy curator of the Guangxi and Guangxi Guoshu Museum and now lives in Guangzhou.”

Lin Yue cupped fist said: “I have heard of Mr. Fu’s name for a long time.”

According to official information, Mr. Fu is in his fifties this year, but from a perspective, he looks like a person in his sixties. This may have something to do with his experience when he was young.

Although Mr. Fu remained silent after he entered the door, there was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the expression in his eyes was mostly admiration.

“I heard people say that Foshan has come to Foshan a young talent with great skill, it’s you.”

Lin Yue said: “Mr. is absurd, the rumors are always exaggerated.”

Mr. Fu did not speak, but smiled and nodded, admiring his humility and politeness, and not being surprised.

How did you know that there was a harsh voice during the dinner: “This is the person you are waiting for?”

Lin Yue looked at another man who was sitting steadily, about forty years old, younger than President Li and younger than Huang Yiping, but he didn’t know why he was close to Mr. Fu and enjoyed the VIP treatment.

“Master Lin, this is Mr. Sha Chu from Nanyang.”

After listening to Huang Yiping’s introduction, he suddenly realized that his Chinese sounded weird. He was originally from Nanyang.

“Hello.”

The other party Yin & Yang is weird. Of course, he will not greet him with a warm face. This “Hello” is still a response from Mr. Fu and Huang Yiping’s Face. If this is Fenjintang, Gao would have been let go. Lei drove people.

“Sit, sit, sit, sit down and talk while eating.”

Others don’t know what Lin Yue’s temper is. President Li still doesn’t know, for fear that Sha Chu’s rhetoric will irritate him, and he might set the table upside down.

At this time, Huang Yiping leaned into Lin Yue’s ear and said a few words. He finally understood why the Jingwu Society had brought a Nanyangite.

In 1935, the Central Guoshu Museum sent a delegation to visit Nanyang, saying that it was an exchange of experience, but in essence it was still based on competition. Although the delegation did not introduce the competition in detail after returning, and the officials deliberately kept the door down, judging from the performance of the entourage, the result should be more wins than losses.

What many people did not expect was that not long after the delegation came back, Nanyang sent a return visit group to some major provinces of national martial arts in the name of exchange of experience to “study and study”. Foshan, as the hometown of martial arts, is of course theirs. Important goals.

Exchange of experience?

Naturally, martial arts practitioners exchange experience not by mouth, but by fists and feet.

It was in this environment that Mr. Fu found the Foshan Jingwu Association and advanced the gathering that should have been held around the New Year to the Gregorian New Year, in order to unite with colleagues and defeat Nanyang masters, win glory for the nation, and win glory for the national arts.

Oh, although it is not a Hongmen Banquet, it is not a good feast either.

Tucao return to Tucao, just because of the weird appearance of Sha Chu Yin & Yang just now, Lin Yue has enough reason to give the so-called Nanyang master a good look, not to mention this matter is also related to the face of the national arts.

Of course, if Nanyang masters come to Foshan to exchange their martial arts experience, the Jingwu Association should be warm and generous, but seeing the two people sitting behind Sha Chu, I am afraid I think too much.

There are three rows of seats behind the round table. The two rows of seats on the railing can see the lobby stage, while the third row of seats is facing the round table. A man with a cloth belt and a dark-skinned man who is constantly chewing on his mouth sit in danger. The sharp gaze constantly scanned the people of the Jingwu Club, and made no secret of the hostility towards Lin Yue and others.

“Sit? Sit down and use your mouth to communicate martial arts? I think it’s better to speak with fists and feet.” The crowd sat down, and Sha Chu uttered insults before they covered the heat.

The man with his hands wrapped around the cloth belt stood up and looked at Lin Yue provocatively.

The people of the Jingwu Club insisted on waiting for him to “open the seats”. It is obvious what the meaning is. The next two Nanyang people can’t speak Chinese, but their brains are okay. Obviously, defeating Lin Yue can greatly defeat the Foshan martial arts practitioners. Resolute.

At this time, Sha Chu also looked over and said in his out-of-tune Chinese: “Wing Chun is authentic?”

Lin Yue remained unmoved, tapped the edge of the cup with his finger, and said without lifting his head, “Isn’t Mr. Sha Chu aware that there is a saying in Chinese called “the order of the young and the young, the difference between the inferiority and the inferiority”?”

The eight words are concise and concise, and the words are very clear. If you can’t hit them to see what Mr. Fu and the others mean, you still have to say that you are not authentic. Your Nanyang people’s requirements are out of courtesy.

Sha Chu’s expression changed. Among the people present, Mr. Fu, the most prestigious one, had to give him three points. How could the youngest person in the dinner and the latest guy who came to speak so aggressively? Complexion.

He was very upset, his eyes narrowed tighter and tighter. If it weren’t for a foreign country, Lin Yue dared to talk to him like this, he would have called someone to cut his tongue.

Slap, slap~

The Nanyang man with his hands wrapped in a cloth belt punched his left palm with a right fist, and made an insulting gesture at Lin Yue and said a word in Thai.

None of the people on the Jingwu Club understood it, but Lin Yue did.

You must know that the first task he took after obtaining the system was “Operation Mekong”, the soul was worn on a Thai person, and the second task was “Detective Chinatown”, the soul was worn on Tony, although it is limited by the setting They can’t inherit their native language, but it’s easy to understand some simple sentences.

Foshan Monkey.

Yes, that guy actually scolded him Foshan Monkey.

Don’t people like Sha Chu know that he is from HK?

Lin Yue didn’t know if this product was instigated by Sha Chu’s brainwashing, and thus hated the people of Life in this land, and did not have the energy and time to reason with each other. He felt that the most cost-effective response to the current situation was Hit them until they are convinced.

Without any warning, he patted the edge of the table, the chopsticks placed in front of him were shaken up, and he ambushed his hand, and the chopsticks on the right shot out with a swish, and plunged into the eye socket of the man wrapped in cloth.

No one would have thought that he would turn his face when he said that he turned his face, and he would not care about the identity of the other party as a foreign guest.

Just as President Li and Huang Yiping were at a loss, someone caught in the air and grabbed the chopsticks in their hands.

It was Ye Wen who eased the situation at the critical moment.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Sha Chu, my junior is very young and has a temper, a bit irritable. If there is anything out of the ordinary, I am here to apologize.”

“Humph!”

Sha Chu looked at Ye Wen, then looked at Lin Yue, who was playing with the other chopsticks on the other side. He said that he was angry, so he wouldn’t face Mr. Fu. After all, the chopsticks were caught by Ye Wen, and the other party seriously apologized and said Don’t get angry, the young people over there really don’t pay attention to him at all, but President Li and Huang Yiping are indifferent. They don’t know whether they are deliberately letting the situation ferment, or if the opposite is named Lin.

Mr. Fu did not speak, but just took a sip of tea from the cup.

Ye Man put down his chopsticks and turned his head to look at the Nanyang master who was wrapped in a cloth tape: “The younger brother is rude, I, the brother, helped him apologize to the seniors and gentlemen from overseas, but this friend is rude, who should do this? Responsible?”

He was talking over there, but everyone knew that he was looking for Sha Chu to explain.

Lin Yuexin said that this cheap brother is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. Ye Wen is younger than Sha Chu, and it is not shameful to say an apology, but if Sha Chu apologizes to Ye Wen or himself, it will be embarrassing.

Sha Chu said with a sullen face: “What does it mean to speak badly?”

Lin Yue sneered, “Does Foshan Monkey count?”

One sentence caused the atmosphere to drop to a freezing point. Mr. Fu, Chairman Li and others thought that Lin Yue might be irritated by what the other party said, but they did not expect that the other party called “Foshan Monkey”, but Lin Yue was clearly a member of HK. …In other words, the chopsticks just now helped them seek justice.

Sha Chu didn’t expect anyone in the audience to understand Thai, and his expression was very embarrassing.

Ye Wen pulled the chair back, walked to the Nanyang man with his hands wrapped in a cloth belt, and waved to the stage: “Aren’t you going to speak with your fists? Please.”

He also saw that today’s banquet was not a good one. The Nanyang people came here to humiliate the people of Foshan. Secondly, he was really irritated by Sha Chu and others. Lin Yue almost lifted the table because of a sentence of Foshan monkey. How can these folks in Foshan feel embarrassed to stay out of the matter?

The Nanyang man with a cloth belt could not understand Ye Wen’s words, but could understand his meaning from his gestures and expressions, snorted contemptuously, and walked to the stage below.

Mr. Ye Wenchao Fu, Chairman Li and others hugged the cupped fist, flicked the sleeves of their robe, and walked out of the room with their hands behind their backs.

Everyone scolded them Foshan monkeys. Where did the wine go on, Chairman Li and Huang Yiping left the table angrily and walked to the two rows of seats facing the stage.

Mr. Fu can still maintain the superficial harmony, Chong Shachu said: “Don’t you want to see the style of Foshan masters? Please.”

After saying this, the two moved their seats in the front row.

When all the people around the round table passed, Lin Yue moved to the corner chair and sat down, while the other Nanyangian stood less than three feet away from him.