Live streaming of Chinese martial arts, the police want me to register

Lang Qiandi: "Anchor, I want to ask, what do you think about that Situ Hai challenging you?" Accept or reject? "

Skipping a bunch of fun people in front, I suddenly saw such a barrage, and soon saw that there were many followers behind me asking about it.

After all, this matter has been making a lot of noise in the past two days, that is, Li Changsheng started broadcasting casually, and it was very irregular, and he began to play a fork when he started broadcasting today, causing water friends to ignore this important matter.

"This Brother Lang Die.... Sister paper, I remember you, I haven't seen you for a long time! Li Changsheng almost pouted, laughed dryly twice, and almost forgot that this was still his original gold lord little rich woman.

At this time, Jiang Tingting, who had just been forced by the old man at home to stand for an hour with basic skills, wrinkled her better willow eyebrows, but still typed back, "Okay, anchor, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Xiao Ting, the practice of martial arts is what you requested, you said that you want grandpa to supervise you, since you started to practice martial arts, you can't give up halfway, you can't be lazy!"

"Good grandpa, I'm not lazy, I've been standing for an hour, can I rest?"

Jiang Tingting looked back at the old man who was lying on the rocking chair in her depressed house.

"Rest is a good rest, close your eyes and rejuvenate your spirit, what is such a half-heartedness? You are like this, loose nature, how can you become a vessel? For

the old man's hum, Jiang Tingting also looked depressed, since she was brought into the pit by this pit daddy anchor, she has returned to her family martial arts.

But this time, grandpa began to incarnate as a strict master, training people without mercy, according to the old man, that is to practice martial arts is a good thing left by the ancestors, even if you don't want to learn to be famous, then even if you sharpen your temperament, it's not bad.

Jiang Tingting can't help it, but the benefits have been extremely obvious in the past few months, and the physique that used to pant after running a few steps has been effectively improved, and she is full of energy during the day, and she falls asleep at night, and it begins to become extremely regular.

This is also normal, the old man completely trains her as a man, and it would be hell to have such a large amount of training to have the mind to think cranky.

"Grandpa, I'm not half-hearted, I'm watching the anchor I said last time." Jiang Tingting pointed to her tablet and called Qu.

Hearing this, the old man's originally leisurely body instantly sat up straight, his old face suddenly turned black, and he didn't have a good air,

"Isn't it good to lie to grandfather again?" Last time I asked me to analyze what kind of shit kunquan master, I thought it was some novel boxing method, you are an anti-grandson, causing me to make a big embarrassment in front of my old friends! The

more he said the old man, the more annoyed he became, and his forehead was bruised.

It is said that the girl is her father's little cotton jacket, and she is her grandfather, it stands to reason that it has to be a double warm little cotton jacket, and the result is that hey, the real thing does not match the picture for reference only.

Jiang Tingting suddenly shrunk her neck, like a little quail that covered its ears and stole bells.

Last time, she deceived the old man, saying that a new martial art appeared in the rivers and lakes, which was highly respected by countless martial arts people, and claimed to be the first practical martial art that integrates ancient and modern Chinese and foreign techniques.

As a result, the old man who had not been exposed to the Internet really believed it and began to think about it carefully.

Xu is Jiang Tingting's prefix said too bluffing, and explained that the person who practiced the video drill was only one of the countless descendants, so the old man did not care too much about the loopholes in the martial arts of the person who practiced.

But the old man is very real, he looked sideways and vertically did not see what practical nature this thing could have, so he began to practice this martial art at home every day, wanting to find out the true meaning of martial arts contained in it, as well as the true meaning of philosophy, such a so-after martial art, must contain a great principle.

During that time, Jiang Tingting did not shoot the old man's practice videos and uploaded them to the Internet, but also raised her own trumpet.

Other people's practice of kunquan is really playing jokes, professionals playing, this root is very stable, this old arm one by one, hard to hit the iron mountain by the unstoppable momentum out. Immediately made countless netizens call for worship.

But coincidentally, the old man's comrades came to visit, they have been on the battlefield before, they have played big knives, there is real kung fu, but people are quite trendy, this look is immediately happy, call him Lao Jiang is quite good at playing, the traffic is considered to be understood by you.

As soon as he explained, the old man was simply furious, and Jiang Tingting practiced for several days until her legs were wasted.

"Grandpa, Grandpa! You dissipate, don't be impulsive, it's not that video, it's this! It's the Immortal Daoist last time, do you remember! Seeing

that the old man slapped the handrail, the person stood up, and Jiang Tingting quickly waved the tablet in her hand.

After seeing clearly that it was really not the strange martial arts of the last time, the people who saw the live broadcast screen were quite familiar, and their expressions converged a little.

"Oh, isn't he fishing? Since you didn't teach anything, then rest honestly, don't look at what you don't have.

Old man Jiang shook his head, he still recognized this video anchor, of course, because the last time I watched Li Changsheng's video was a little far apart, so the impression was just a talented young man.

"Okay, drink the tea and close your eyes to nourish your spirit, I'll give you a massage to activate your qi and blood, otherwise you may have to shout pain again tomorrow."

"Grandpa, I feel that if I continue to practice like this, my thighs are too thick to see, why do I want such a solid lower plate in this girl's family?" I'm looking for a handsome guy, I'm looking for a little brother! Don't want big thick legs!

Jiang Tingting cried out again and again.

The old man's eyes were crossed, and she was suddenly stunned again.

"You think legs are so easy to thicken? You look at your talent, the skeleton is fine, after a few months of training, there is still fat on this body. You have this talent, I want to make your legs thick!

By the way, haven't you seen your aunt? She has practiced since she was a child, do you see her thick legs? When the pine bone is weak and the tendons are soft and firm, the fist is cloudy, and the shape should be like a stream of water, do you think you are playing? Listening

to the old man say this, Jiang Tingting was also stunned, and she couldn't help but recall the image of her sister-in-law in her mind.

My sister-in-law is a very temperamental woman, twenty-eight years old, although she practices martial arts, she has also received ancient culture training for many years, so she looks very classical and female.

And often wearing a cheongsam to outline the figure is bumpy, the bare thighs and calves between walking do not see the slightest muscle mass, and the whole is not thick.

But once the sister-in-law exerts strength, she can see that there are very shallow tendons on the white and beautiful calves vibrating, like plucked strings. There are a little muscular contours, but they are not noticeable, so they are not disgusted.

Glancing at his granddaughter's somewhat believing expression, Old Master Jiang exhaled softly in his heart.

I'm sorry Xiao Ting, you first pit grandpa first, and then inherit the family martial arts, I am also for your own good!

As for these half-truths he said.