205: Great work!

He Xing looked at Chen Fang, "Teacher Chen, I heard that for this performance, you spent every evening at the training ground, even training until the early hours of the morning. Could you share with us your feelings about this training session?"

Chen Fang picked up the microphone and smiled faintly: "Feelings, well, there are three aspects."

"First is the physical sensation. Viewers who have been following the adventures recently might know that sometimes we film late into the night, and it's truly exhausting to wake up the next day. But for the past three nights, compared to being busy until that time, my spirit is a bit better. Of course, we didn't stay up very late, only until around eleven, and I myself have a foundation in Traditional Wushu and exercise experience, so the training effect is quite good."

"Second, I must also thank Teacher Zhao. When I filmed before, I handled a gun for a few days, but I was far from proficient. Thank you, Teacher Zhao, for not minding and for patiently guiding me late into the night."

Saying this, Chen Fang bowed slightly to Zhao Guohua.

Zhao Guohua placed a hand on his shoulder, "Teacher Chen, you're too polite. Teacher Chen has good comprehension and is willing to endure hardship. I'm very happy to work with you."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhao," Chen Fang smiled and looked at the camera again, "The third point is, Traditional Wushu is indeed cool. It's not a boring exercise, but a dynamic art. Every move has its beauty and sense of power."

He Xing nodded and, following the pre-arranged procedure, asked with a smile, "Then Chen Fang, and Teacher Zhao, could you demonstrate a few moves for everyone on the spot, so they can experience this coolness and beauty?"

"No problem," Chen Fang agreed.

Zhao Guohua smiled kindly, "How about Teacher Chen teaches the audience the steps I taught you for the gun flourish? I'll also see how well you've learned."

"Alright, if there are any issues, I'll trouble Teacher Zhao to correct me."

He Xing said with a faint smile, "Watching just now made me eager to try! Can I learn too?"

"Of course," Chen Fang nodded.

In reality, He Xing was also arranged by the production team. To find someone who hadn't learned before, to prove to the audience that they could indeed follow along.

Chen Fang spoke to the camera, "Then, please, audience members, first find a long stick, such as a long-handled umbrella, a clothes drying pole, or a broom."

Hu Ning added from the side, "If you are under 18 years old, please practice under the supervision of a guardian. Also, please ensure there is enough clear space around you to guarantee the safety of yourself, others, and property."

He Xing looked at the stage, "Prop team, do you have a lighter one? I'm a beginner, I might not be able to handle their guns."

Soon, a clothes drying pole appeared in front of him.

He Xing feigned a helpless smile, "Alright, alright, I'll really play the part of an audience member."

He stood next to Chen Fang.

Zhao Guohua cupped his fists and stepped back, and the host Hu Ning also took two steps back, making space for Chen Fang.

...

In front of the screen, Wang Yuxuan quickly ran to the balcony, picked up the shining silver clothes drying pole, and excitedly ran back to the living room.

Imitating Chen Fang, he puffed out his chest and lifted his head, slamming one end of the clothes drying pole onto the ground.

His sister said disdainfully, "He told you to puff out your chest and lift your head, not to stick your butt out. Tuck your butt in."

Wang Yuxuan was about to retort, but the screen began the teaching, so he didn't bother to retort and quickly listened attentively.

On the screen, Chen Fang took a step forward with his right foot, "First, everyone, take a step forward with your right foot, shifting your center of gravity to your right foot. The ball of your left foot should be on the ground. Extend your right hand forward, holding the gun vertically. Please hold the lower third of the gun with your right hand in a regular grip. Place your left hand above your right hand, with your palm against the gun. The left hand's task is to control the speed of the gun."

Wang Yuxuan, clumsy but serious, imitated his stance.

Chen Fang slowly demonstrated the moves while explaining, "Step one, push the gun shaft with your left hand, press down the gun tip, and draw a circle outwards."

Wang Yuxuan watched his movements and also made a circle.

"Step two, press down with your left hand, turn the gun tip downwards, and tuck the gun shaft under your armpit."

"Step three, turn your body to the left, exert force with your right hand, and sweep the gun tip in a semicircle behind you, bringing the gun out, and return your body to face forward."

"This is a complete sequence. Let's do it slowly again."

In front of the screen, Wang Yuxuan followed him, his eyes slightly wide, sparkling with excitement.

His sister, standing nearby, chuckled at the sight.

Little brat, doing a gun flourish, so excited as if he had mastered a divine skill.

"Try to link them together," Chen Fang maintained the same speed, linking the three steps continuously.

Wang Yuxuan practiced with full concentration, and soon he also linked the movements, his heart pounding with excitement.

Holy cow! Chen Fang wasn't wrong, he really felt so cool.

This wasn't a clothes drying pole, this should be called...Wang Yuxuan looked at the iron hook on the clothes drying pole and fabricated a name in his mind—Double-Hook Flying Silver Spear!

"Then everyone, practice more, and when you speed up, it will be a cool gun flourish. But don't rush, pay attention to safety."

Saying this, Chen Fang accelerated, as if two wind-fire wheels were spinning rapidly beside him.

"Holy cow, I'm definitely going to master this tonight!" Wang Yuxuan's eyes glowed, full of fighting spirit.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the door opening and turned his head to see his mom had returned.

Wang Yuxuan's mom changed her shoes and walked into the living room, seeing her son swinging the clothes drying pole left and right. He seemed to hear her voice and turned his head, his eyes shining brightly as he said, "Mom, I want to learn Shaolin Spear Arts!"

His mom rolled her eyes, "I'll send you to become a monk."

It's no problem for her son to want to learn Traditional Wushu. Even if he doesn't pursue that path in the future, at least he can strengthen his body and even perform Traditional Wushu to attract girls.

When she was little, her mom made her learn piano, but she refused no matter what, and she regretted it immensely when she went to college.

But the problem was, this little rascal often had a three-day enthusiasm, she didn't believe him for a second.

"No, I really want to learn, look, isn't it cool?" Wang Yuxuan slowly did a gun flourish.

"Oh, it really does look like something," his mom poured a cup of hot water and sat on the sofa, intending to see what was going on.

She saw that the TV screen was live-streaming, and the handsome young man her daughter liked was performing a gun flourish on stage.

Bullet comments quickly popped up.

[Holy cow! Did he really learn it? Five minutes is doable, just not very skilled yet.]

[I'm going to show off to my girlfriend tomorrow, hahaha.]

[My wrist can never complete a full circle.]

[You need to practice wrist flexibility.]

[This seems very similar to staff techniques.]

[Ahhh, I just searched online and found so many basic tutorials, like back-gun flourish tutorials. Holy cow, it's so cool! I'm going to buy a gun now.]

[I found it too! I feel like if I use a light and agile gun and practice more, I can do it too! I can't even imagine how cool it would be to perform this at a cosplay event!]

[I've decided to perform this at the New Year's Eve gala this year. Priority dating rights are mine, hahaha!