Chapter 9 Poor kid with no fight

Have you ever said something like this? "I will definitely be president in the future." Or— "I will definitely win the Nobel Prize in the future." If you voluntarily say such things without being forced to question by your parents and teachers, I will think that you are sick! I never said anything like that.When I was young, like all "normal" kids, when I saw my good friend, I rushed up and punched him: "I am Superman, you are dead!" Or, when you have more national self-esteem, you can kick three or four times in a row and shout: "Master Bailian, you still don't plead guilty!"

At this time, of course, the person being attacked will immediately pull away and find an "identity" in a mess: "Drink! I am the big water monster in the six-dimensional space!" Then there was a burst of hacking, Michael Jordan For Linghu Chong, city hunter and big dinosaur, as long as it is convenient to kill each other, I can be anyone. There is absolutely no one who, when being attacked, puts his hands behind his back, lifts his chin and says: "Sorry, I'm the president, you can't hit me." If, if, indeed, such a person appears, there is usually only one reaction.

"Fart! Go to hell!" After a burst of punches and kicks, Mr. President fled in despair. There is no such thing as a "president" on the list of heroes in the world.There is no such thing as a "Nobel Prize" on the world's martial arts rankings. I started singing Ping opera at the age of nine.Many people also thought I was "sick". Some people thought I was interested in "traditional Chinese culture". In fact, the reason is very "low-level": I want to dress up as someone from old times and fight. that is it. I want to hold a knife and a sword, wear armor, lead an army, and "kill each other" with people.

Because I was fascinated by two things when I was young: puppetry and martial arts movies. To me, puppet shows and martial arts movies are the same thing: "fighting in ancient costumes." However, in the martial arts movies at that time, I almost never saw primary school students as the protagonists, and occasionally one or two children appeared in the movies. Either a little beggar on the side of the road, or a family member of a loyal minister. When the loyal minister was "killed by the whole family", he was responsible for falling on the threshold of the gate, providing the chivalrous man who was always "one step late". Gritting his teeth again, he said, "Even the children will not be spared!"

I don't want to play little beggars and corpses turned over by knights at all.I want to play a hero!I want to fight! Not having the opportunity to star in a martial arts film does not mean that I will aspire to be a puppet show "operator".I also bought a puppet to try it out, and the left-handed puppet and the right-handed puppet competed.The results of it?If the right hand wins, the puppet with the left hand is reluctant to die; if the left hand wins, the puppet is reluctant to let the right hand die completely, so it goes on and on, endlessly, and finally exhausted, so it has to be settled.

My heroic dream of fighting has obviously hit a bottleneck. I didn't give up. I am calm on the surface, continue to be a "good student", and continue to participate in various "social activities" in our family.Sure enough, there was light at the other end of the tunnel. One night, my dad took me to a show.The performances in nightclubs in these big hotels are always miscellaneous, with Chinese doing magic tricks and foreigners walking tightrope. As a result, Monkey King appeared on the stage. First, a few people pretended to be monkey soldiers, somersaulting desperately, and rolling around in various fancy ways. Then, the monkey king Sun Wukong, who was so arrogant as hell, came to the stage and beat the leopard with a steel fork all over his head. Bag.

"Dad, what is this?" I was very excited. "It's called Pingju." what!It turns out that this is called Pingju, and you can dress up as Monkey King and beat monsters with shiny sticks! After returning home, I made a "career plan" for a while, and after choosing one day, I talked to my mother: "This term exam, if I take the first place, what will you give me?" "What do you want?" Mom asked me with a smile. "I want to act in Pingju!" "Oh, acting in a Ping opera!" Mom was still smiling, and she didn't look like she was going to send me to see a psychiatrist at all.

"What play do you want to play?" Mom asked me. "There's going to be a fight!" I'm pretty sure about that goal. "Okay." Mom agreed lightly: "I will be the first in the exam, and I will let you act in Pingju and fight." I was seven years old that year.In order to fight in ancient costumes, I got the first place in the test. My mother really consulted with the suitcase master of the theater troupe. She tried every means to find the smallest size of costumes, and after all her efforts, she chose the favorite and best fighter in Chinese field history. Three guys: Ma Chao from the Three Kingdoms Story, Shi Xiu from the Water Margin, and Huang Tianba, a knight-errant who specializes in defeating bandits.Help me take a good set of "Pingju Fighting Photo Album".