Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

Bai Lao is here.

Get off the car.

A white robe, white hair, white beard, immortal bones of Taoism, extraordinary demeanor...

Seeing the appearance is a master.

Inside the live broadcast room.

One barrage flew up...

"It looks like a master..."

"Yeah, yeah, this looks like an old god..."

"This white guy is going to be over a hundred years old, he is still in such a good spirit, I also want to learn Tai Chi for TM, and live a long life..."

"White guy, do you see if the situation is serious?"

Huang Lei brought the white guy to Reba's body and pointed at Reba's ankle.

Bai Lao bent down, took a look, and said calmly: "Dislocated ankle, nothing serious, I will help her straighten her bones, and then rest for a long time, it will not be a serious problem..."

"Great, great..."

Everyone is happy with a word from Bai Lao.

In the crew command car, Wang Zhengyu also let out a long breath.

This kind of result is the best.

The crew does not need to come forward, the program can be filmed normally, and the guests can solve the problem by themselves.

This is in line with the purpose of the show, self-reliance.

The white guy squeezed Reba's ankle and led it in a neat manner.

Reba gave a soft cry.

Bai Lao stood up and said, "Walk around."

"Uh-huh."

Reba nodded, his ankle was much better, and he could hardly feel the pain.

I stood up and walked slowly for two steps. I was able to walk, but I felt a little pain when I walked around.

"Much better, much better." Reba said happily: "It's just a little pain when I leave, thank you Baiman."

"Yeah." The white guy stroked his long white beard: "After resting for a long time, you can move around normally."

"Bai Lao, really amazing." He Jiong gave a thumbs up.

"Dahua, hurry up and pour a cup of tea for the white guy." Huang Lei ordered.

"Uh-huh…"

In the live broadcast room.

"As expected to be an old god, amazing..."

"One said, I'm a medical student, orthopedics, and Bai Lao's bone setting technique is really awesome. I want to go to a teacher..."

"An old house where a treasure…"

In the small courtyard of the mushroom house.

Bai Lao sat down and drank tea slowly.

Huang Lei and He Jiong accompanied each other.

He Jiong has already taken control of the field, and he has controlled the topic in his own hands, chatting with the white guy...

"Bai Lao, I have admired you for a long time. You are a top-level Tai Chi master. You have created your own white style Tai Chi and are in your own vein..."

"Hahaha...where, where..."

The white guy was very happy and very polite, but a fool could see that He Jiong was a good flatterer.

"Bai Lao, I only watched you punching on TV before. At that time, I was thinking about when I could see your old man punching with my own eyes. Today I have such an opportunity. Can Bai Lao punch a set of punches? I can see with my own eyes..."

He Jiong's words.

Wang Zhengyu in the command car has secretly given a thumbs up.

He Jiong is so good. It is definitely a good opportunity to increase the popularity of the show by taking this opportunity to let the top Tai Chi masters fight a set of punches.

There are top Tai Chi masters like Bai Lao in the show, and there is no doubt that the force of the whole show will be promoted once.

"Easy to say...Easy to say..."

Bai Lao looked at the people around him with expectant gazes, and he was even more proud, and said: "Wait until I finish drinking this cup of tea..."

"Yeah, good, good, no hurry..."

He Jiong's face was also full of smiles.

It's a success, Oye!

In the live broadcast room, he also became agitated in an instant.

One by one, the fans were whipped up.

"Master Tai Chi is about to punch... Wow... That's great!"

"Master, wait a minute, let me go to the bathroom first..."

"The bench is ready..."

"Small bench +1"

"Small Bench+2"

"Emmmm... Watching the master punch, you must have a sense of ritual... bathing, burning incense and waiting..."

"Cross, hang on your chest, waiting..."

"Hey! What's the stalk of your cross? Kill you a fond dog..."

...

People are looking forward to it.

Bai Lao finished a cup of tea, stood up, and walked to the middle of the yard.

The action unfolds.

Tai Chi starting hand style...

Then a set of Tai Chi punches...

First fast and then slow, first soft and then rigid, then sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes rigid and sometimes soft...

Sometimes soft, sometimes fast!

A set of Taijiquan can be accomplished in one go.

His appearance was already good, but he was pushed to a higher level at this moment, and he really looked like a floating old fairy...

Inside the live broadcast room.

Barrage is flying...

"Bai Lao, awesome, 666666...deserving of the top Tai Chi master."

"Woc! This looks so good, it really looks like an old fairy..."

"Great, 666..."

"Great, 666..."

"Nevertheless, I have no culture, and a word of woc travels the world..."

"The spring breeze is blowing, the drums of war are thundering, with my Tai Chi, who is afraid of whom..."

In the small courtyard of the mushroom house.

Huang Lei, He Jiong, Liu Xianhua, Zhang Zifeng, Ouyang, Reba...

Except for Mu Han, everyone else was fascinated by it.

Mu Han is such a strange thing, which is very visible. After taking a look at it, I looked around here and there, and began to observe the mushroom house and the surrounding environment during the observation period.

It seems that Bai Lao doesn't catch a cold at all with Tai Chi.

This scene.

The muscles on Wang Zhengyu's face kept shaking.

f*ck.

This is too much for Mu Han. Didn't you see that everyone else was watching it? You are so absent-minded!

Even if you don't understand Tai Chi, you must at least cooperate.

Fortunately.

In Bai Lao's direction, Mu Han can't be seen, otherwise, the Bai Lao who is afraid it will be unhappy.

Now Wang Zhengyu is almost crying.

f*ck.

There was a question in my mind, could it be that Mu Han was sent by the monkey to fight him mainly?

From here the shooting just started.

Just doing things again and again made him frightened.

"call…"

After finishing a set of punches, the white guy exhaled, showing a very good appearance. He stood still and looked at everyone: "I'm showing my ugliness."

"Wow, wow, wow..."

There was fierce applause.

Bai Guy smiled happily, in a very happy mood, but then, his eyes condensed... the smile on his face disappeared.

His eyes fell on Mu Han.

The others were applauding enthusiastically, but Mu Han did not applaud.

Do not.

It should be said that Mu Han was also symbolic, slapped his chin twice to cheer, but at this time he stopped, and it seemed that he didn't applaud!

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