All the procedures in Aomen had been completed. Under the hype of the media in Hong Kong and Macau, Song Jinglun easily raised 60,000 yuan of rumors with the approval documents of the Aomen Sports Development Bureau and the Department of Social Work.
The sponsor of the competition was an entertainment venue called Huangpu Club in Aomen. Its owner was a Huhai person who was famous for his wealth in both Hong Kong and Macau.
In order to attract attention to this boxing match, in Lin Huairen's boxing gym in the Walled City, Song Jinglun, who knew nothing about martial arts, was trying out his first time as a martial arts instructor for two boxing masters who were about to go on stage.
Martial arts directors were also known as action designers. This profession first appeared in the late 1960s. Later on, it developed into a team led by a certain Longhu Martial Master. It became more and more mature.
However, in this era, Xiang Xiang and Li Yuan had not collapsed under the impact of the film industry. There were more fans than fans. Although there were already martial arts movies, the concept of martial arts directors had not yet risen.
"Master Lin, you should kick higher so that it looks more impressive.”Song Jinglun immediately corrected Lin Huairen when he saw Lin Huairen kick as he had instructed.
Lin Huairen frowned." Chief Editor Song, we martial artists emphasize that our legs don't reach our waists. It's easy for others to take advantage of us."”
"Come on, come on!" Song Jinglun waved his hands. He had been trying his best to spare time for the past two days and did not teach the two boxing masters many moves. Instead, his ears were filled with all kinds of boxing sayings." Master Lin, our signboard this time is the Chinese martial arts exhibition competition. Do you know what the exhibition competition means?
Of course, the viewing value had to be placed first. Otherwise, if you and Master Chen fought in the ring for a minute or two, how could you be worthy of the audience's 15 yuan entrance ticket?”
"Master Lin, I think what Chief Editor Song said makes sense. We're sparring, not fighting to the death in the ring.”
On the other side, a short and fat boxing master continued to persuade Lin Huairen.
This short and stout boxing gym master was Chen Shiwu. He was the master of a martial arts gym in the countryside of Yuan Long. He was the successor of the Pancaiquan lineage and was also Lin Huairen's opponent in the boxing ring.
The Pendant Boxing, which originated from Cangzhou, was the same as White Eyebrow Boxing, Wing Chun Boxing, and Mantis Boxing. They were all small types of boxing. In this era, they could not be compared with the five famous boxing styles of Hong, Liu, Cai, and Li Mo.
The reason why Song Jinglun had chosen the Pankuai Fist as his opponent for the White Eyebrow Fist was because he had seen that Chen Shiwu's boxing club was in decline and was struggling to maintain its business. He had taken Chen Shiwu's attitude of obeying the arrangement of the competition for the sake of the business of the boxing club.
Secondly, compared to other types of boxing, there were both long and short punches in the style of Shirt Boxing. It was open and wide, and the fighting style was beautiful. It was a certain ornamental value.
"Alright, I'll try." Hearing Song Jinglun and Chen Shiwu's words, Lin Huairen nodded and kicked again.
Although Lin Huairen was already in his fifties, the martial arts masters of the old-school had worked hard since they were young, and their muscles and bones had long been stretched. They kicked fiercely and brushed past Chen Shiwu's face.
"Sharp!" Song Jinglun's eyes lit up. He then said to Chen Shiwu," Master Chen, remember, when Master Lin's kick is coming at you, you should not counterattack but use a backflip to dodge it. Have you ever seen a somersault on the stage? It's exactly like that.”
If it was a fight, Chen Shiwu could have easily seized the opportunity to counterattack Lin Huairen's kick. However, after hearing Song Jinglun's instructions, Chen Shiwu thought for a moment and nodded."I understand. Let's try."
Song Jinglun nodded slightly when he saw Chen Shiwu's stance. This was what made him satisfied with Chen Shiwu. No matter what he asked, he would do it.
In the courtyard, Lin Huairen kicked again. Chen Shiwu followed Song Jinglun's plan and took a deep breath. He twisted his waist and landed steadily on the ground with a backflip, barely avoiding Lin Huairen's kick.
His movements were not as outstanding as those of a professional stage martial arts student, but it was more than enough to scare ordinary people.
"Not bad, interesting." Song Jinglun crossed his arms as he watched their movements. He nodded slightly and said," Please demonstrate the short fight again. I think this move will look better after the short fight.”
In the courtyard of the dojo, while Song Jinglun was designing the movements for the two boxing masters, Lin Huairen's disciple, Wu Yingjun, was playing with a stone in his hand in boredom on the stone steps at the entrance. Zhang Li, who had come to the dojo with Song Jinglun, was sitting beside him.
The two of them had met a few times when they were in the Walled City. Now that Song Jinglun and Lin Huairen were collaborating to hold a boxing match, the two young men had nothing to do so they got together.
"I really don't know what your boss is up to. You even come up with so many tricks when you're fighting.”Wu Yingjun had studied martial arts with Lin Huairen for many years. As an expert, he could tell at a glance that the fancy moves designed by Song Jinglun were meaningless in actual combat.
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