Chapter 411 Respect the Master

In the scorching sun in Quannan in late May, the Huangting Basketball Hall is located in the eastern section of the pedestrian street. From Sunday morning, the TV broadcast vans of Taidong Satellite TV and Taidong Sports Station drove over and parked outside, and a large number of staff were busy installing Set up equipment.

  Quannan has a professional football team and a basketball team, and it is also the only TV program that the sports station can take out. The sports station has a lot of experience in the live broadcast of events.

  Just after noon, a large number of people gathered from the east and west towards the Imperial Court Basketball Arena, and came to the small square in front of the arena, waiting for admission.

   In front of the arena, the huge banner is particularly conspicuous - congratulations to Taidong TV and Sports Channel for the official launch of "Wulin Hegemony"!

   On one side of the banner, there is also a huge poster with a rich and bald man wearing a white training suit, showing off Tai Chi starting style very well.

   In comparison, the Qiao Weiguo propaganda poster wearing protective gear is inconspicuous.

   In order to highlight Master Wu Shengqi, the organizer specially asked Qiao Weiguo to wear protective gear when taking publicity photos.

   Compared with the master, the impression is weak.

   This can be said to be the beginning of local TV stations organizing fighting competitions. It won't take long for similar programs to appear like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

   The contestants participating in the competition, in order to promote and build momentum, of course, they must be able to blow hard.

   A few young people were looking for a cool place to wait, and someone ran out and bought an ice pop.

   "Hey, who do you think will win?" the eldest asked.

   The person on the left looked at Master Wu's poster: "Is there any need to say that? I'm sure Master Wu Shengqi, I tell you, this is Master Wu's exhibition match."

   The person on the right said: "I have a buddy who has learned Tai Chi self-defense from Master Wu. I have seen with my own eyes that Master Wu can push down three people with one palm!"

   For the worship of martial arts masters, they believe that the real martial arts masters are among the people. These people feel that Taiji masters will destroy Sanda players, and it will be a matter of minutes.

   Even, many people think that this is not so much a game as a TV station helping Wu Sheng, a martial arts master, to become famous.

   This kind of thing is not uncommon, and I often do it when I take a closer look, and I have brought many folk martial arts masters.

   Therefore, most people feel that it is normal, and that it is very rare to witness the master's action on the spot.

   Huangting Basketball Hall, the visiting team's locker room is a bit rudimentary, I don't know if it is broken, or someone deliberately did not turn on the air conditioner, and the locker room was a little stuffy.

  Qiao Weiguo wore a vest and shorts printed with the word No. 1 Sports, and under the guidance of Yuan Baoshan, he gradually began to move his body.

  Lu Dong sat next to him, took the mineral water handed over by Song Na, and took a sip.

   In the eyes of him and Yuan Baoshan, whether Sanda or traditional martial arts are inseparable from the scope of sports, a more scientific and reasonable diet, more professional training, and stronger muscles are the guarantee of a high level.

   Likewise, it is important to warm up before the game.

  Song Na whispered to Lu Dong: "Wei Guo is a little nervous."

   Lu Dong said: "It's okay, I just went to the home team's locker room to have a sneak peek. That Master Wu hasn't warmed up yet and is drinking tea with a thermos cup."

  No one is optimistic about Qiao Weiguo. Even the organizer TV station is completely dominated by Wu Shengqi. Lv Dong talked to Li Xingjian of Sports Channel before, and it is said that some people are already preparing copywriting for the special program of Master Wu Shengqi.

   This is totally treating them like a dish.

  Yuan Baoshan said at this time: "Wei Guo, relax, how you usually practice with Lu Dong, you can play as you go on the court."

  Qiao Weiguo looked at Lu Dong and smiled under his bald head.

   Lu Dong gave him a thumbs up: "Wei Guo, you can do it!"

  Song Na also clenched her fists and waved at Qiao Weiguo: "Weiguo, come on." In order to encourage her, she specially said: "This is the first step to Shaolin Temple!"

  Yuan Baoshan is inexplicable, what does this have to do with Shaolin Temple?

   Only Lu Dong, Song Na, Li Wenyue and Du Xiaobing know what Qiao Weiguo's ultimate goal is.

  Qiao Weiguo nodded vigorously. This is only the first step to the Shaolin Mountain Gate. Regardless of success or failure, accumulating experience and learning is the most important thing.

   If you are willing to play this game with others, isn't it just to ask the master to learn?

   An employee of No. 1 Sports came in with mineral water in their hands and said, "The organizer is a bit too much. Let's go to pick up the water, but they take the initiative to deliver..."

  Song Na turned her head to look, and the staff immediately shut their mouths, seeming to be a little afraid of the young general manager.

  The phone rang at this moment, and Song Na answered and said, "Wen Yue, Lao Du and Uncle Qi are here, I'll bring them in."

  Lu Dong nodded: "Go."

   After a short meeting, Du Xiaobing and Li Wenyue came in and saw Qiao Weiguo warming up earnestly without saying much. They sat next to Lu Dong and asked Lu Dong a few words.

  Although it is an amateur-level folk fighting event, Qiao Weiguo also has a group of relatives and friends and a support group.

   Lu Dong asked, "Everyone is here?"

  Du Xiaobing answered, "Sister Yang and Xue Tian have led them into the stadium."

  Lu Dong looked at the door: "Where's Seventh Uncle?"

   Li Wenyue smiled: "He had to go to see Wei Guo's opponent and ran to the next door."

   As he was talking, Lu Jianren came in with his shoulders drooping.

  Song Na saw his sweaty face, and hurried over with a bottle of mineral water: "Seventh Uncle, take a sip."

Lv Jianren unscrewed the bottle cap, poured half of the bottle in one breath, and said to Qiao Weiguo: "Little bald head, I went to see it, this game is a piece of cake. I fought with people for more than ten years when I was young. You can see it at a glance, and you can see it closely. It's just that Tai Chi master, just blowing it. I watched him for a while, just his body shape, if he can hit, I'll cut off his head and give it to you to play as a ball. ."

   Lu Dong believed in Uncle Seven's judgment. Uncle Seven has fought bad battles in his life, too many to count. The name of the mountain eagle is not for nothing.

  Du Xiaobing is very cautious: "Be careful."

  Yuan Baoshan is also a bit conservative, after all, his opponent is so famous: "Wei Guo, don't underestimate the enemy, remember what I said, and treat the opponent as Lu Dong to fight."

  Qiao Weiguo nodded seriously and continued to follow Yuan Baoshan to warm up.

In the arena, in the middle of the original basketball court, a huge boxing ring was placed.

   A group of relatives and friends from Lu's Catering, No. 1 Sports and some old friends, wearing the uniform No. 1 Sports shirt, sat on the east side of the stand.

This game attracted a lot of attention. The Evening News sent someone here. Fang Yan told the reporter a few words, came to the cheering people, and sat next to Zhao Juanjuan: "I'm not familiar with Qiao Weiguo, how long do you think he can last? ?"

   Even Fang Yan didn't think Qiao Weiguo could win, and asked how long it would last.

   Zhao Juanjuan didn't know much. After marrying Qian Rui, she didn't have much contact with Qiao Weiguo: "I don't know, but I heard from Lao Qian that Wu Shengqi was a master in Quannan's martial arts circle."

   Opposite the stadium, a bunch of people wearing training uniforms came in at this time, there were hundreds of people, and the momentum was very strong.

  Fang Yan worried: "There are only so many disciples and grandchildren."

  Because of many reasons, let alone ordinary people, even many of the leaders above believe in masters.

   In the home team's lounge, the air-conditioning reached 26 degrees, and the temperature was quite comfortable. Wu Shengqi was holding a thermos cup and sipping tea slowly. The master's demeanor was indeed full.

   "How's it going outside?" he asked.

   The sturdy young apprentice said: "Master, don't worry, everything is fine."

There are no outsiders here, they are all confidant disciples of Wu Shengqi, some people can directly say: "The organizer is the provincial TV and sports station, the co-organizer is the provincial Wushu Association, the judges are people from the Wushu Association, all of them are our acquaintances, we occupy the right time and place. people and."

   After all, it is going to be broadcast live on TV, the referee may not be too biased, but in some actions, the scale is tighter and looser, and it is difficult for outsiders to grasp.

   Another apprentice said: "The provincial TV station has revealed that after the competition, they hope to give you a special program that promotes traditional martial arts."

   Wu Sheng nodded: "No problem."

   Putting down the thermos cup, he stood up and also started to stretch and do some simple warm-ups.

   But compared to Yuan Baoshan, who has received modern systematic scientific training, Wu Shengqi's warm-up method can only be described as concise enough.

   The sturdy young man walked out of the locker room, thought about it, and took another person to the visiting team's locker room to be on the safe side.

   It was just right that the visiting team's locker room was sultry, and Lu Dong, Qiao Weiguo and Du Xiaobing came out to breathe.

   "Hey, you guys." The sturdy young man nodded to a few people and walked over a few steps: "Say a few words."

   Lu Dong took a step forward and was in front of Qiao Weiguo, the game is about to start, don't you want to play yin?

  Li Wenyue grew up with Lu Dong, and he went forward with him no matter how much he knew Lu Dong.

   Lv Jianren heard the sound outside and came out of the locker room door. The hand that fell in the locker room was clutching a mop.

  The sturdy young man stopped more than one meter away from Lu Dong and warned in Quannan dialect: "We are all martial arts practitioners, and those who practice martial arts must know how to respect their predecessors."

   In his opinion, this is clear enough.

   Lu Dong and others understood.

   But Comrade Wei Guo is a sincere person, and he responded directly: "I follow the rules, respect the master, and respect the predecessors!"

   The sturdy young man smiled. This man was very good. He nodded to Qiao Weiguo and turned away with another man.

   "Weiguo?" Du Xiaobing looked at Qiao Weiguo, what does this mean?

   Lu Dong and Li Wenyue, who knew Qiao Weiguo early in the morning, didn't ask.

  Qiao Weiguo has always said one thing: "Respect the master, respect the predecessors, it should be. Therefore, I will do my best to play this game!"

  Du Xiaobing laughed. This is also true. The best way to respect the opponent is to go all out?

  Yuan Baoshan came over at this time and patted Qiao Weiguo on the shoulder: "Yes, this is the best respect." He greeted: "It's about to start, let's make the last bit of preparation."

   In the stadium, several cameras at different angles have started to shoot, and the TV broadcast van is also debugging the signal, and the game time is getting closer and closer.

A leader of    Provincial Satellite TV, several members of the leadership team of Sports Channel including Li Donghai, and leaders of the Wushu Association and Taijiquan Association took their seats on the rostrum.

   This is a new starting point for Taidong Sports Station's self-organized programs, and it is very important to the top and bottom.

  As the first person in charge, Li Donghai ran back and forth for fear of problems.

   Seeing that the live broadcast time is not far away, I thought of another thing and found a leader of the Wushu Association in charge of refereeing.

   "Director Zhang, I have something to tell you again." Li Donghai was worried that the other side was too weak: "You must explain to the referee well, the side has fallen, and Master Wu cannot be allowed to take action."

  The middle-aged man smiled: "Don't worry, everything is instructed."

  Li Donghai breathed a sigh of relief. Master Wu has been famous for many years, so he should be measured.

   (end of this chapter)