harleyscars Chapter 17
Chapter 17
Chen Xian didn't know how to evaluate this girl Shen Jia.
——She is really familiar.
The protagonist of the second issue of "Mecha Frenzy" is a laser sword, one of the basic configurations of a mech, but because this weapon is too lethal, it can easily cut a person's head.For the safety of everyone present, the program team did not dare to take risks, so they had to find other ways to replace practice.
This method is "playing fencing".
The recording has reached a new link, and guests can choose their own students to teach fencing.
Artists who are contestants control the mechs in the crew, mostly using the best simulated input-type operations - using motion capture to control the mechas will cause a very terrifying physical load.People like them who haven't exercised specially should go to the hospital if they can't control their bouncing and bouncing for ten minutes.
Therefore, there is not much experience in wielding a sword with one's own hands.
Chen Xianxian and Shen Jia were in a group, and they followed Lin Zhenan to practice a few basic sword movements.Chen Xianxian looks very cute, he almost does what the guest says, and looks like I am studying hard. Only Lin Zhenan thinks that this person can really pretend... But the guest, he can't show his thoughts too clearly, After seeing that the camera's focus on this side passed, he focused on Shen Jia, who was somewhat basic but stiff.
Chen Xianxian didn't care that he was bubbling in idleness, instead he used to act as a voice-activated stake.
The girl who tried her best to "hurt" Chen Xianxian with a sword still had the strength to talk to him secretly: "You don't seem to be so talented in acting, how can your acting skills be so... ordinary."
Chen Xianxian was curious: "How can you tell?"
Shen Jia was serious: "If you pretend to be weak, you pretend to be pretty."
"..." Seeing clearly.
The two were fighting and chatting halfway, and when they gradually developed a little brotherly friendship, the first little trouble came to the door.
"Chen Xianxian, shall we discuss swordsmanship?" The man looked at Lin Zhen'an again: "May I ask Mr. Lin to be the referee."
Chen Xianxian's memory is very good, but he rarely remembers some insignificant people - except for such an annoying guy as Chi Tian.
"Who is this?" Chen Xianxian wanted to answer, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable title, so he lowered his voice and turned to ask Shen Jia.
"Whoever he is, it's a great opportunity."
Chen Xian was confused: "Good opportunity?"
"It's a good opportunity to pretend to be aggressive." Shen Jia blinked, "You're not suitable for being good-looking, a man has to be handsome to attract fans."
Recalling the pile of technical fans who rose after the show was aired—there were a lot of old men—I felt that there was nothing wrong with this logic...
"Okay." He played with the gauntlet in his hand and reluctantly accepted the suggestion.
——Besides, the director team kept giving him winks, and he couldn't refuse.
Today, a brand-new mecha was prepared in the arena. It is a light machine that is more dexterous but difficult to operate. It holds a huge model of a long sword and parks it by the side, leaving a large space. Director Chen has already planned it. Such a "frame appointment".Chen Xianxian followed the other party all the way to the open space where the cameras intersected, with a smile on his face, his five fingers snapped back, and he tightly grasped the handle of the foil sword, which looked like a cross.What they used was a foil sword, the blade was slender and flexible, without the slightest sense of sharpness. The characteristic of this kind of sword was its flexibility and lightness.
But in an instant, Chen Xianxian's aura rose steadily, as if even the lights in the field became more dazzling.
Fencing is a very, very old sport. It has continued to this day, and the rules have changed a lot. For example, some steps and techniques, if you look at the ancient earth age, you will probably feel that they are two things. Only the general framework remains. exist.
Chen Xian first stood still, turned slightly sideways, and passed the sword forward, and raised it between his eyebrows.The slightly blunt but still glowing snow-white cold light cut Chen Xianxian's colder and more serious face into two ends, making people unable to resist looking at that beautiful face, especially the tear mole at the corner of his eye.The flowing light from the blade of the sword reflected into the depths of his dark eyes, almost like a cluster of fluorescent lights rising from the depths, sparkling with sparkling light.
When the other side was at a loss, Lin Zhenan, who was the referee, introduced from the side: "This is the traditional etiquette of fencing."
The foil flicked away, and a smile appeared on the young man's face again.He signaled to his opponents, the referee and the melon-eating crowd, and then he stopped, stepped forward, and the two shook hands.
It's just that compared to the harmless and shy look of the past, it's much colder.
Chen Xian didn't speak, but just straightened the first posture.
The expression on the other side was finally a little difficult to look at.
Thinking about it, Chen Xianxian has shown off his skills so many times. Unlike the audience who only saw the edited content outside the venue, the group of people who recorded the show together no matter how they disagreed with Chen Xianxian, they all acquiesced in his heart. After the two parties fell silent, Director Chen was not very happy.
Only then would he signal this person to take the initiative to discuss with Chen Xianxian.
Chen Xianxian is skilled in etiquette and posture, obviously he is not a novice.Even Shen Jia, who was playing with the young man and doing a little practice, had a delicate expression, probably thinking about how much Chen Xianxian knew.
The camera is aimed, everything is ready, and the sword wind will rise.
Neither of them wore protective armor, but the foil sword was specially made, and when it fell on the human body, there would only be slight bruises.Chen Xianxian didn't show any mercy when he moved. He thought that it would be good if he could attract some technical fans, so his expression became sharper.
The first sword was delivered as fast as lightning.
The foil body is soft, and the posture of the thrust should be very particular.The sword in Chen Xianxian's hand was steady and fast, not trembling at all, and followed his steps close to his face.The other side was obviously not familiar with this, and could hardly keep up with the rhythm, so even such a tentative blow was hurried, causing the sword light to splatter.
Chen Xianxian had a deep smile at the corner of his mouth, he lowered his arms and changed his thrusts for a slash.That movement seemed to be slowed down, slowly but irresistibly pressed down the slightly blunt sword point stabbing from the opposite side, and turned his wrist.The two sword blades rubbed each other in the air, and sparks suddenly lit up——
Lin Zhenan raised his hand to signal to Chen Xianxian how much he would score if he hit the target.
The airflow was whistling, blowing hair.Chen Xianxian made a mistake and backed away after a successful blow.He rearranged the angle of the sword parallel to the ground, clasped the hilt vigorously and threw a cloud of sword shadows, dancing gracefully.The sudden quickening of the tempo quickly overwhelmed the other party, and the man seemed to want to be ruthless, but Chen Xianxian's body was light, not greedy at all, and not hurt at all.
Chen Xianxian was too flexible, as if he was crushing, but he was not the one who provoked him - it made people feel complicated.
For the last one, Chen Xian took a standard lunge.His legs are strong and slender, wrapped in fat sportswear, it is difficult to teach people to feel them normally, but at this moment, the movement of stepping forward and stabbing drippingly shows the strength of his body.And the slender sword body was also slightly bent - the tip of the sword rested on the man's right chest.
"Communication first, grades second." Chen Xianxian withdrew his calm smile, and switched seamlessly and subtly to harmless.He stood up again, stepped forward to shake the other's hand enthusiastically and cheerfully, and clearly felt the other's weak legs... If it wasn't for Chen Xianxian's strength, he would have been dragged by this person and almost fell down.
The other party used his arm for support, reluctantly smiled and nodded.Chen Xianxian let go of his hand quickly, and saw the other party staggering vigilantly.
From the outside, it looked like a flying sword, but Chen Xianxian's eyes were calm and aggressive, but in person, the opponent was full of only the suffocating murderous aura that he had just felt.
Chen Xianxian didn't bother to scare him at all.This murderous intent was not intentional, but revealed inadvertently.
The man looked at a certain young man who stood neatly beside Shen Jia and smiled with eight teeth pretending to be cute, suddenly his whole body became cold, and he came up with such an absurd idea.
Lin Zhenan's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly announced: "Chen Xianxian wins."
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Chen Xianxian didn't know what was on his mind.
The program team also has intentions. This kind of fencing has been used to replace the early laser sword practice in military academies, so Chen Xianxian is very familiar with it.It is precisely because of this familiarity that he usually wears a laser handle for self-defense.
With the first group of matches rolling over like a thunderstorm, Director Chen hinted at several more groups of matches.There was Chen Xianxian's cool stop in the front, and the chickens pecking at each other in the follow-up almost caused a lot of laughter.Shen Jia's opponent was Chi Tian, this girl turned out to be very skilled, she almost beheaded Chi Tian by the sword.
Then Chi Tian, who had narrowly won, smiled embarrassingly to face the victory, turned his head, and coldly nailed a melon-eating young man in a direction out of the camera's reach.
Chen Xianxian was simply baffled: what does it matter to me?
"Sister Shen is not bad." During the break, Chen Xianxian praised his new friend.
Shen Jia didn't talk nonsense, looked around, and suddenly lowered her voice: "Otherwise, how could I get into Teacher He Jieshu's crew."
Chen Xian was taken aback for a moment, and a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind.
"How did it get out that you were going to join the film crew?" Shen Jia was still whispering, "I also came to get in touch with you because I knew I was going to play against you, but I didn't expect that you are not bad...you look soft Yes, stretching out claws can pull out human bones, it's really fierce."
She thought of an adjective: "Milk fierce!"
... Chen Xianxian, who is 1.8 meters tall and has six-pack abs and can disassemble mechas with his bare hands, has eighteen face question marks. In the eyes of the people around him, why does he have such an image?
"Where is my milk? Don't you just pretend to be a little cute and smile a little bit?" He complained, and his corner of the eye glanced at Chi Tian's figure.The new machines to be used for recording have been put up, which are several sets of tactical exoskeletons.Chi Tian was squatting on one side of the exoskeleton pile, dawdling, and touched it twice in a hurry.When the staff returned, they sternly stopped him, and Chi Tian Shi left.
Chen Xianxian narrowed his eyes slightly.
Shen Jia sat at the side with her legs limp, trying to maintain the last bit of her image, not noticing Chen Xianxian's distraction.She was still swiping the light net, and said casually: "You refuse to be fierce, but you want to describe yourself as cute? Young man, it's so interesting."