"What kind of video? Cooking?" Qi Fang remembered what happened when he moved.
...Mom, you really can't forget... Lou Cheng smiled and said, "Just take a picture."
"Then hurry up, I still have to go shopping, I don't know that I called yesterday, so I have to be in such a hurry!" Qi Fang complained.
Really. A look of disgust... Lou Cheng secretly complained, got up and walked to the bottom of his calendar, and turned on the camera to switch to the shooting interface.
Qi Fang took it and asked cautiously:
"Just click here?"
"Yes, press it after 20 or 30 seconds." Lou Cheng warned, "I'll start as soon as I say it."
"Okay, okay, long-winded." Qi Fang took two steps back and placed the image of her son in the center of the phone.
In the past, Lou Zhisheng had a heart for literature and art, loved taking pictures, and always used his friends’ cameras, and Qi Fang also had basic skills. Because of this, Lou Cheng’s photo albums have several large volumes. In history, the old couple quit this hobby when the company failed and had to run around to survive.
"Start!" Lou Cheng put on airs, and slowly punched and kicked in front of the calendar, which was natural and lingering, much better than the old men and women doing Tai Chi in the square.
His shoulders sank, and his left hand was about to be pushed out. He suddenly felt a chill in his body, and the cold surged up. The whole arm immediately lost all other sensations, leaving only the feeling of being cold and stiff.
Lou Cheng used the realm of "meeting the gods in the void" to directly control his whole body, shake his shoulders, and push his arms out as external weapons, but it was already a beat slow, and there was an obvious pause.
"What's wrong?" Qi Fang asked suspiciously.
Lou Cheng hurriedly put away his impetuous feelings, forced a smile and said:
"That posture just now is not right, not aesthetically pleasing, Mom, take another shot, take another shot."
"Yo, you kid is getting more and more demeanor!" Qi Fang didn't feel any abnormality, and laughed at her son.
The phrase "Demeanor but not temperature" is the most widely spread foreign saying in Xiushan.
"Mom, after all, I'm a respectable person." Lou Cheng lowered his eyebrows and explained with a smile.
After a short rest, he repeated the practice routine with seven or eight moves. Because of the proper control and the short time, he finally did not encounter backlash, and the recording was successfully completed.
After getting back the phone, Lou stayed where he was, watched his mother get on the grocery shopping trolley and went out, and heaved a long sigh when he heard the door slamming shut.
After clearing up his mood, he discussed a few words with Yan Zheke. He opened A, logged in to Weibo, uploaded the video, and attached a sentence:
"Retreating!"
Not long after it was sent, this Weibo was blown up in an instant, and Lou Cheng saw replies one after another:
"It's good that you're fine!"
"Wow, someone cheated on the corpse!"
"Uncle Lou does Tai Chi?"
"It's nothing at all! Those people are just worrying about it!"
"It's really newly recorded today..."
"Hey, hug the fucker and cry together!"
"Hold Fanfan and cry out with a loud cry."
"How did you get injured? You couldn't really be attacked, did you?"
"The claim of being attacked by someone is too false. Who dares to guarantee that Lou Cheng will be seriously injured? Wai Gang's case must have caused more than serious injuries!"
…
While everyone was discussing, the cloud over Lou Cheng's fans was swept away.
...
Thinking of her son's exaggerated appetite, Qi Fang bought a lot of vegetables, dragged the cart, and went back downstairs.
In the shade of a tree not far away, a reporter wearing resin glasses quietly watched and thought to himself:
"Buy so much? There are not a lot of customers coming in and out today..."
"Could it be that Lou Cheng has returned home? The video he just played really feels like home!"
"It's not in vain that I stayed here for several days!"
While thinking about it, the reporter was so excited that his pores opened up, feeling that he had found big news.
He silently calculated the situation, and after dark, he followed a resident into the elevator and arrived at the door of the building that had been investigated earlier.
Boom, boom, the reporter knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Lou Zhisheng, who was watching the news in the living room, came over suspiciously, opened the anti-theft door without looking at the cat's eyes, and found a stranger.
"Hello, I'm a reporter from Xingzhou Evening News Online, and I want to interview Lou Cheng." The reporter smiled, as if it was a matter of course.
Lou Zhisheng has only been occasionally interviewed by Xiushan local media in the past year, and participated in topics such as "Lou Cheng's growth process" and "The family education of the world's arrogant", and these are all pre-booked, so he is interested in similar Inexperienced in this matter, he subconsciously turned his head and shouted in the direction of the room:
"Chengzi, a reporter is looking for you."
Really! The reporter was overjoyed, and the digital camera hanging on his chest was very hungry.
Lou Cheng was at the stage where he didn't want to meet outsiders, didn't want to be interviewed, and didn't want to expose his own problems to the public. He took a breath, walked slowly to the door, covered half of his face with his hand and said:
"For interviews, please contact the Dragon Tiger Club's 'Foreign Affairs Team' first."
"Dad, close the door!"
"...Okay." Lou Zhisheng was stunned for a moment, and closed the door with a bang.
The reporter didn't rush in, but the opposite was a monster that could tear tigers and leopards apart. Even if he was injured, he was still recovering, so it was not something he could worry about, and with the support of the dragon and tiger, he couldn't touch the story of "Lou Cheng beat the reporter" news.
Of course, he was not disappointed. After such an incident, Hot Toutiao was already in his pocket!
He didn't leave, leaned directly next to the elevator, and edited the content on his mobile phone:
"Lou Cheng returned home secretly, afraid of interviews, afraid of meeting people, fearing that there might be hidden dangers!"
Well, I said I'm afraid, not necessarily!
As soon as this news came out, the speculation and discussion that had subsided revived again, and many reporters gathered in Xiushan, scrambling to complete the exclusive.
Lou Cheng was harassed tirelessly, so he had no choice but to ask Longhu to send security personnel to block everything with a stick at the door. As for father and mother on their way to work, there were security guards on the outside and the military behind the scenes.
However, there are also unstoppable guests. After the "Foreign Affairs Team" of the Dragon Tiger Club declined the proposal of a high-level visit from the Xiushan government, Xing Chengwu, Director Xing, who shouldered countless expectations and burdens, stepped into Lou's house as an elder.
"Uncle Xing, sit down." Lou Cheng tried to relax his body and mind, trying to look natural.
If it's just a visit from the elders, there is no "official show", and I should be able to last until the other party leaves without making a fool of myself. Well, when I don't exercise much, it's like dealing with cousins, uncles and aunts, grandparents and grandpa on both sides. Grandma and others are the same.
Xing Chengwu was not polite, sat in the middle of the sofa, looked at him with a smile and said:
"He's in good spirits."
"It's recovering well." Lou Cheng leaned forward, picked up the teapot, and poured Xing Chengwu a cup of Maojian green shoots.
Xing Chengwu is in the police system, and his rank is not low. He has heard a little about this incident, and after a few pleasantries, he asked curiously:
"The attacker is really a foreign gang?"
If Lou Cheng can beat Waigang to death with a single whip, it will simply subvert his own understanding of martial arts!
"No, other cultivation systems have a little bit of the outer traits in advance." Lou Cheng replied truthfully, but did not specifically say that he was a cultivator.
Xing Chengwu didn't ask questions, just like when Peng Leyun, Ren Li, An Chaoyang and Lou Cheng were discussing the battle, all the vague and unwilling to explain were all passed over.
After chatting for a while, seeing Lou Cheng showing a bit of fatigue, he drank the remaining tea and stood up hehe:
"The injury is just right. You need to rest more. I won't bother you. When you fully recover, come to your house as a guest."
"Must." Lou Cheng stood up with a smile and walked to the door.
Seeing Xing Chengwu leave, the exhaustion on his face immediately disappeared, but soon, his muscles began to twist, his expression became ferocious, and sweat dripped from his forehead.
It took a few seconds for Lou Cheng to come back to life.
After Xing Chengwu left Lou's house, he took the initiative to accept the reporter's interview and said in a loud voice:
"What's the matter? He's in good spirits!"
After this incident, the frantic door-to-door situation no longer exists, but there are still many reporters wandering around, day after day, trying to block Lou Cheng.
After two or three days, someone came to visit again, this time it was his cousin Lou Yuanwei and his second son, Lou Yuanchang.
During this period of time, Lou Yuanwei, who has seen the world with his second son, has realized more and more that his current status comes from his younger brother's identity and strength. He was more nervous about Lou Cheng's injury than anyone else in the family. Now that he is safe and sound, Finally, I completely let go of my heart.
"Family, pour what you want to drink and take what you want, you are welcome, and I don't need to bother you." Lou Cheng leaned on the sofa and said with a smile.
Under similar circumstances, I can not "get sick" for several hours, and I only occasionally sleep once or twice at night.
"Okay! I like it when you say that!" The second son was busy with a smile, and really regarded this place as his own home.
After dinner, he returned to the company and sent Lou Yuanwei away. He smiled and looked at the scenery outside the window, waiting for his lover to come.
Ten minutes later, a beautifully dressed young woman entered the office and asked curiously:
"Have you gone to see the building?"
"Yeah, it looks like nothing happened." The second son replied with a smile.
"But I heard that he was seriously injured. Maybe he pretended to be fine... Why are you still looking at him eagerly?" The young woman chuckled lightly.
The corner of Erzi's mouth curled up and said:
"Even if he really has no hope for a foreign gang in the future, he is still an inhuman strong man, a big boss, backed by the Ice God Sect and the Dragon and Tiger Club, and a master of the foreign gang!"
"Take a step back, even if he is completely useless, if I go to see him and show my concern, what can I waste? If I don't do it, I don't do it for nothing!"
"Yes, yes, you are always so reasonable." The young woman posted it.
...
In the early morning, Lou Cheng got out of bed and stretched his fists and feet in his room, first doing static postures, and then practicing slow routines.
His current body is still unable to support real training. Even with the "Lin" formula to speed up the healing, it will take more than a month before he can perform restorative exercises. At present, he is only doing a little exercise to coordinate the body and mind, and assist in healing.
Therefore, there is no need to go to the park, and there are reporters lurking outside.
Lou Cheng's body froze as a punch came out from his waist. Except for his head and limbs, his torso was completely "frozen", unable to move.
This kind of situation appeared from time to time in the past ten minutes, which made him gradually irritable, and he wanted to punch himself.
"Phew, the first time Lin Que was injured, Master said that he was a blessing in disguise. With the comparison, he felt 'quiet' and 'receiving'... I can't rush, and try to understand something from the actual combat, such as the martial arts in its own system. Status, such as a peaceful mind..." Lou Cheng warned himself, restrained his emotions, and resumed his routine, but how could he adapt so quickly, how could he adjust his mentality so easily.
Before he knew it, it had been a month since he went home, and he met the last researcher at a nearby military base.
"Yet, I haven't got any useful results yet." The technical geek lowered his head in shame.
"Normal. If every researcher was successful, we would have dominated the universe long ago." Lou Cheng replied with a smile while holding back his disappointment.
The military personnel nodded and said with renewed vigor:
"However, we sorted out the information that Ge Hui missed, and got the cultivation method with core elements!"
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