After dinner, Sister Mina rushed to help Wu Hu wash the dishes. Wu Hu pounded the cassava residue again, squeezed out a pot of cassava pulp water, and left it there to settle.
"Instead of making fish soup for our midnight snack, let's grill some fish and plantains!" Wu Hu said.
Everyone can understand when they see the big iron pot filled with tapioca juice.
Then everyone took shampoo and shower gel and went to the river to wash themselves.
After washing, everyone sat in the shelter freshly dressed. Several girls wrapped their long hair in blankets and twisted them hard. They used the blankets to absorb as much moisture as possible from their long hair, and then used the heat from the bonfire to bake the wet dew.
exposed hair.
Wu Hu was pushed onto the bed by Zhan Langjing and Lao Hu, and they started massaging him.
Zhan Langjing pressed Wu Hu's back, while Lao Hu and Milk Cha Lun squeezed his thighs. Thinking that he would have to serve these big stars later, Wu Hu enjoyed their services with peace of mind.
With a few groans, the fans in the live broadcast room were so envious that they wanted to pull him out and beat him up. He was their idol!
Squeezing the fat on Wu Hu's thigh, Lao Hu said with a smile: "Brother Hu, your body is quite elastic. Why don't you lose weight? It feels very good! Maybe your girlfriend will like it very much in the future.
What about this sensuality?”
Both Zhan Langjing and Milk Cha Lun understood Lao Hu's feelings and nodded along.
In the live broadcast room, some viewers couldn't help laughing.
Unscrupulous old man, cheating online.
Wu Hu was a little speechless, "Old Hu, please don't hurt me. Have you ever seen such a fat male protagonist? I haven't been in love for more than three years. Ever since I became fat, those beautiful sisters have never taken advantage of me."
If you look at me seriously, how could you, a handsome guy who is loved by thousands of fans, understand the troubles of fat people like us?"
Wu Hu was so pitiful that not to mention the few girls present, even some viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't help laughing.
Of course, there are also some spectators who are making fun of him, saying that they only like cute boys like him. Of course, if you just look at it, you would be stupid to believe it.
Zhan Langjing smiled and said: "Have you ever heard of the strength of muscles and bones in traditional martial arts?"
Wu Hu was stunned for a moment and said: "Since you know this, why do you still train these muscles?"
"It's necessary for filming, but there's no other way." Zhan Langjing said with a smile, "Besides, I may not be able to develop this kind of strength. It would be a shame to lose all my muscles."
"Brother Jing, you don't even dare to say that you can practice it. Do you think I can do it? You think too highly of me!" Wu Hu laughed.
Zhan Langjing said with a smile: "It's not that you haven't built muscles yet, so I think you can give it a try! You must have practiced traditional martial arts, right! And you can practice Jeet Kune Do to this level, so why not take advantage of your muscles?"
Before you practice it, why don’t you give it a try?”
Zhan Langjing's words cheered up many martial arts enthusiasts in the live broadcast room.
They have also heard of Jingu Jin, but those are all legends. No one knows whether there are such masters among the people, and they probably won't be able to tell for sure.
In short, there are many legends about Chuanwu, but many of them are considered to be scams.
Wu Hu secretly thought: Everything I know is given by the system. I know damn martial arts! Even though I have so many full-level boxing skills, my physique has not changed qualitatively!
Wu Hu estimated that the reason why he was like this was probably because these were given to him directly by the system instead of being practiced by him based on traditional martial arts.
So what he knows is only skills, not Dharma.
At least he doesn't have any breathing techniques to match these boxing techniques.
Bah! The rubbish system is indeed a defective product.
Amidst the expectations of countless people, Wu Hu gave everyone a disappointing answer, "Although I also want to, it is impossible because I have not systematically studied traditional martial arts and no one has taught me.
So you would think that I can fight in actual combat, but it’s just because my reaction speed is faster than normal people. When practicing martial arts and boxing, in addition to not being afraid of hardship, the most important thing is to have talent. My reflexes are faster than ordinary people, which is my talent.
.”
"Is that so?" Zhan Langjing still didn't believe it.
Wu Hu smiled and said: "You don't think I don't want to become stronger, do you? If I can really develop the strength of my muscles and bones, maybe I can surpass our Jeet Kune Do founder. Do you think I can really withstand this temptation? Then you
You think too highly of me."
Everyone had to believe this, and the audience also believed it.
Lao Hu couldn't help but wonder: "If you were really asked to fight with someone in the ring, would you be able to fight?"
Several other people heard this and looked at him with the same curiosity. Although Zhan Langjing said that Wu Hu was better than him, how would he compare with a real boxer? They didn't know.
The martial arts enthusiasts in the audience of the live broadcast room were also very curious.
Wu Hu turned his head, lay down on the bed, and said with a smile: "In my opinion, boxing is actually about reaction ability, speed, strength, as well as the ability and experience to take a beating. My punching speed is actually not very fast.
Limited by my weight. You can see that I am very flexible when I practice boxing, but in fact, my agility is far from enough. But my reaction ability is pretty good, coupled with my prediction ability, my strength
, and my fat body can withstand a beating, so if I really want to fight, I don’t need to be afraid of anyone."
Milkcha Lun said with a smile: "To sum up, I can fight!"
Wu Hu said with a smile: "I dare not fight even if I can. As the same saying goes, if you win, you will be sent to jail, if you lose, you will be sent to the ward. In peacetime, peace should be the most important thing!"
Yahuazi interrupted and asked: "What if someone mocks you or provokes you?"
"I'm not a cat. I'll get angry if I'm teased. There's no need."
After chatting for a while, Wu Hu signaled that they could let him go. Then he stood up and began to provide personal services to everyone.
After squeezing Sister Cai and letting her fall asleep, Wu Hu was the second one to serve Yahuazi, squeezing and squeezing her. Wu Hu couldn't help but said: "Qianxi, your feet are a bit strong!"
"What did you say?"
Yahuazi twitched her foot and almost kicked him in the face, like a cat with explosive fur.
"Wow! I'm just talking casually, why are you so serious?"
"Don't say anything you want!" Yahuazi warned forcefully.
Sister Tiechui on the side couldn't help but look at her feet, nodded and said: "Brother Hu, you are going too far. How can you say that a girl is strong?"
"Titie..."
Yahuazi turned her head and acted coquettishly towards Sister Tiechui. This was very different from Yahuazi, who was known as the ‘celestial attack’.
Then Mina couldn't help but look at Yahuazi's calf, and then compared her own with hers, "It seems to be about the same! Brother Hu, you are too much!"
"..."
You can’t even tell half the truth!
Zhan Langjing and Lao Hu fell on the bed, staring at the roof in a daze. They were determined not to participate in such a thing. Milk Cha Lun held the guitar, lowered his head and played a lullaby silently.