Entertainment: From Dragon Sleeve To Superstar

Bai Lao stared at Mu Han.

"This, little brother, do you think my Tai Chi is not good?"

Bai Lao, as a top-level Tai Chi teacher, prides himself on being very high, and he is also used to being praised.

He was the first to encounter this situation for Mu Han, and he was very upset in his heart to tell the truth.

When Wang Zhengyu in the command car saw that Mu Han had been targeted, he suddenly felt a deep sense of misfortune in his heart.

woc!

To be bad!

as predicted.

Mu Han didn't expect that he would be targeted by the white guy, so he could only replied lightly: "It's okay."

good?

The corner of Wang Zhengyu's mouth was twitching.

f*ck.

These two words contain a strong derogatory meaning!

That's it! That's it!

Huang Lei, He Jiong, they also froze.

Inside the live broadcast room, it was all lively.

"Woc, the master's Tai Chi is so good, is it just okay?"

"Woc, this buddy is fierce, is this looking down on the master?"

"This buddy's words sound crazy, I have a strong hunch that the master will be angry..."

"Yeah, it's me who would be angry. If you punch so well, you can say that it's okay. This is too despising. If you want me to say something directly, you can do it, you go..."

"Yes, yes, yes, you go, I look down on the kind of guy who has a good eye and a low self and despise others..."

as predicted.

With Mu Han's words, Bai Lao's expression became even more ugly, and his tone was very unkind: "This little brother, do you also practice Tai Chi?"

"Study for two days." Mu Han said.

"Since this little brother looks down on the old man so much, let him be convinced!"

"??"

Mu Han was a little surprised.

TM?

This old man still called him on board?

Hit it, whoever is afraid of it.

He didn't say anything. In his eyes, although the old man's Tai Chi was also good, it was so-so.

Mu Han walked out.

Suddenly.

"??"

"??"

Huang Lei, He Jiong, Reba, Zhang Zifeng and the others were all accidents.

Can Mu Han practice Tai Chi at such a young age?

Wang Zhengyu was also surprised. With the same thought, Mu Han would practice Tai Chi in his twenties?

It's not much better in the live broadcast room.

"Woc! Really, this young male guest can also Tai Chi?"

"Huh? Are you kidding me, so young... can Tai Chi?"

"Emmmm... When did Tai Chi become a sport for young people... Am I out..."

Mu Han has walked into the middle of the courtyard.

Without getting muddled, I started to move...

Starting style...

moment.

Everyone's eyes light up.

Although it's just a simple starting point, Mu Han really seems to be that way...

At first glance, I have played Tai Chi.

Even Bai Lao's gloomy face had changed, and his eyes brightened.

As a top connoisseur.

He could see that Mu Han's starting position was perfect, no worse than him...

In the live broadcast room, the barrage flew up...

"Yeah! It's so interesting..."

"Hey! Such a young man, is he also an expert, blessed with eyes..."

"Small bench…"

"Small bench…"

Mu Han officially started...

The rhythm is the same as the white guy, first fast and then slow, first soft and then rigid, then sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes rigid and sometimes soft...sometimes soft, sometimes swift...and all in one go.

Barrage flew up in the live broadcast room...

"Woc, 6 ah, 6 ah, he is also a master, he is no worse than the white beard grandfather..."

"Gan! The male guest is also an expert?"

"Hey! Love, love, this punching posture is so handsome, idol, take my knee..."

"Dirt... Very handsome, I'm in love..."

"My eyes are pregnant, what should I do?"

In the command car.

Wang Zhengyu was already shocked, his expression sluggish, and the muscles on one side of his face kept shaking.

f*ck!

It turns out that Mu Han is a master? ? ! !

This is so unexpected...

In the small courtyard of the mushroom house.

Huang Lei, He Jiong, Reba, Zhang Zifeng, they were also dumbfounded.

The mouth is open, and the expression on his face freezes.

Bai Lao's expression was even more surprised.

He could see most clearly that the set of Tai Chi that Mu Han played was exactly the same as his own, and it was his original white Tai Chi.

The most important thing is that Mu Han is no worse than him.

This surprised him. He created this set of punches. He didn't know how many times he had beaten it, and he couldn't count it.

It can be said that there is rotten bamboo in the chest.

And the young man in front of him is learning and selling now, so he can beat him by the slightest?

"hiss!"

How could this happen, what kind of evil is this young man?

And Mu Han.

This was the first time that Tai Chi had been used. As he played one by one, he gradually became intoxicated by it. This feeling was very strange.

Let him have a feeling that he can't stop.

Mu Han simply closed his eyes and walked with his hands...

At this moment.

The incredible scene appeared...

In the small courtyard, it's windy...

As the wind rose, the fallen leaves in the yard began to spin around Mu Han...

This scene.

In the live broadcast room, it exploded in an instant.

"Woc, am I dazzled, it seems that the leaves on the ground are following..."

"No, I saw it too..."

"Woc, what's the situation? Isn't this a live broadcast? How does it look like a movie shot?"

"Woc, woc, punching leaves followed...this...this..."

In the command car.

Wang Zhengyu's jaw almost fell off.

Oh my god, what's the situation?

Why is it that the wind is blowing, and the leaves are moving along with it?

In the small courtyard of the mushroom house.

The feelings of this group of people are even greater.

All of them are completely hell expressions.

They can clearly see that with Mu Han as the center, the wind is blowing within a few meters of their body, and the fallen leaves on the ground move with the wind...

In other places, there is no wind at all.

This situation is too obvious. This weird wind is caused by Mu Han's punching...

One can imagine how shocked their hearts are.

What is the situation with this TM?

They completely refreshed their cognition and subverted the three views...

And Bai Lao.

The expression on the whole face changed quickly, like laughing or crying, and the whole person seemed to be in a state of hysterics, and said in a frantic manner: "My God, my God, anger... This is anger..."

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