Chapter 233: Don't Bother the Master for One Thing (Ten-Thousand-Character Chapter)

Although extremely reluctant.

But under Zhao Jian's gaze, everyone could only drag their feet to the gym.

Leg pressing is the basic skill of body shape.

It is also the existence that makes dance students look on with fear.

Especially after not pressing for a period of time, the feeling of legs being forcibly pried open, as if the whole body is torn apart, the pain brought is self-evident.

Most of the people here are art students and understand the pain in the middle very well.

So everyone wailed just now.

Those who don't know, seeing their timid appearance, can't help but feel fear in their hearts.

Walked into the gym.

Several dance teachers inside were looking at them with smiles, as if seeing pieces of meat waiting to be slaughtered on the chopping board.

"Don't drag."

Zhao Jian clapped his hands forcefully, with a look of watching a show: "If the tendons and bones are not stretched, the movements won't look good, and it's easy to get injured; you have to stretch often in the future, Li Luo, come and set an example first."

Male lead, after all, has to take the lead.

Under the gaze of everyone.

Li Luo shrugged and walked straight to the middle of the classroom.

Leg pressing is particularly painful for boys.

That feeling.

Actually, it is no less than pulling the balls.

But the dance teacher couldn't care less, moving her arms and about to step forward; this guy's physique looks quite good, so she has to spend more effort for a while.

It's just that their footsteps stopped quickly.

Everyone looked forward in surprise.

Only to see Li Luo's tall figure quietly lowering as he walked.

Standard splits.

Split forward.

"I don't need to, right?"

He spread his hands to the dance teacher with a smile, then supported the floor, swept his long legs on the ground quickly, and came with a whistling Thomas flair.

Waist and abdomen exerted force.

The whole person soared into the air, with both feet pointing straight at the ceiling.

With a slap.

Li Luo supported the floor with one hand.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone in the gym, he came with an incredibly flexible inverted mid-air split.

Just kidding.

So many martial arts masteries are not for nothing.

This little movement doesn't pose any pressure to him at all.

For martial arts, the ultimate goal is to perfectly control one's body to achieve the effect of hitting where you point, exerting force from the whole body, and gathering at one point.

Doing splits is too simple!

"Clap, clap, clap~"

Seeing this, the dance teacher couldn't help but applaud.

Let her come.

She couldn't complete such a movement either.

Others were the same, sending out convinced applause.

When you should be low-key, be low-key; when you should be high-profile, don't be vague; if you don't show some strength, how can you suppress such a big group of people.

Feet retracted, Li Luo stood steadily.

Looking at Zhao Jian with a smile.

The latter felt bored instantly and waved his arms to signal the next person to go on stage.

"I'll come first."

A crisp voice rang out, and Yang Mi walked out of the queue, gritting her teeth; the girl's expression carried a bit of ruthlessness.

Her nose inhaled hard, looking a bit shivering.

Although so.

She still walked forward without hesitation.

Under Li Luo's gaze, Yang Mi came to the soft mat laid out on the ground in advance, and under the assistance of the dance teacher, slowly spread her legs; as the angle pressed larger, she soon became flushed.

The sweat from running just now came even faster.

"Ah~~~"

After a while, Yang Mi, who was holding on, could no longer bear the tearing pain, and a scream came out of her mouth.

Screaming is screaming.

You still have to press.

The dance teacher was very familiar with this kind of scene.

There was no such thing as soft-heartedness.

Little by little.

Slowly testing her limits.

Other actors swallowed their saliva hard and raised their hands to signal the remaining dance teachers to help press their legs; anyway, they would have to come to this knife sooner or later, so it's better to be straightforward and leave a good impression.

Those pointed at clenched their fists and walked forward in big strides.

The rest sat on the floor.

Screams rang out one after another in the entire gym, but they didn't have the heart to laugh, all looking like they were waiting for the execution ground.

In the corner, after the dance teacher finished handling it with difficulty.

She looked up and scanned helplessly.

"Brother Luo."

Her eyes lit up, and she beckoned to Li Luo, who was watching the show not far away: "Meng Guangmei's physique is a bit big, I'm having a hard time here, you are from the Beijing Film Academy, right? Have you ever stepped on the crotch for classmates before?"

The other party's excellent performance just now made her want to pull him as a teaching assistant.

The woman lying on the floor was even taller than her.

It was indeed beyond her ability.

"Yes."

Li Luo walked over happily and looked at Meng Guangmei, who had a painful expression: "Stepped on it many times, Sister Meng, what do you say?"

In school, he also helped a lot in body shape classes.

That little taste, not enough to be told to outsiders.

"Come up!"

Meng Guangmei gritted her teeth.

No matter what, it has to be stretched; no matter who comes, it's the same, it's just that one knife.

At this time, she was lying in an M-shape against the wall.

Sweat stained her hair, and her face was flushed.

This look.

It was a bit charming.

Li Luo didn't be polite anymore and sat nimbly on the leg-pressing bar in front of her.

After the dance teacher held the supermodel's shoulders, he stepped on the inside of the knees of the other party's separated legs, and after the teacher nodded, he pressed down slowly.

This kind of movement, people without experience cannot mess around.

If you are not careful.

It is easy to break the bones.

This is also why the dance teacher asked Li Luo if he had experience in stepping on the crotch just now.

Both need to step open the tendons and bones, and cannot hurt people.

Those who haven't done it.

Cannot mess around.

Soon the tearing pain made Meng Guangmei unable to control her resistance, but her strength was not enough in front of Li Luo, and her bent legs were pushed outward inch by inch.

"Ah!!!"

"Enough, enough!"

"Just like this, open it bigger next time!"

Painful screams kept ringing, and Meng Guangmei slapped the floor repeatedly to show surrender.

But whether it's enough, she doesn't count.

Li Luo was expressionless.

His feet continued to step on both sides.

"Ah~~~"

"Oh!!!"

"Bastard, let go quickly!"

"Oh~"

Meng Guangmei's face turned red, her abdomen and chest heaved sharply, and she sucked in cold air, various screams resounding through the entire gym.

Just the sound she made.

People who don't know might think they are doing something inside.

Under this pain.

Everyone will unconsciously make humming sounds.

Listening.

It really has a bit of meaning.

"OK."

Following the dance teacher's nod, Li Luo also touched the other party's limit: "Bear with it, count down thirty seconds now, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5."

He counted unhurriedly.

On his feet.

Firmly fixed the angle.

"Faster."

"Oh~"

"I can't do it, so painful."

"Oh, ah!"

Listening to this movement, Li Luo's eyes twitched straight, but he continued to read the numbers at a constant speed.

When pressing legs and opening the crotch, there will be all kinds of movements.

Spring calling, pig killing, wailing.

Can be heard.

Meng Guangmei's reaction is not too strange.

Plus the gym is full of screams, so it doesn't seem abrupt.

After counting down.

He slowly retracted his strength.

"Woo~"

At this time, Meng Guangmei didn't dare to close her legs at all; she directly blocked her face with her arms and burst into tears, her body twitching constantly, crying like rain.

With the help of the dance teacher, she slowly closed her legs.

Shedding tears.

Lying on the floor on her side powerlessly.

Making the remaining students swallow their saliva one after another.

Can't help but recall the fear of being dominated.

"Not bad."

The dance teacher high-fived Li Luo, wanting to say something but stopping.

"Continue."

Li Luo grinned and said indifferently: "Anyway, I have nothing to do."

"Thanks."

The dance teacher thanked him first, and then turned back and shouted loudly: "Those who need to open the crotch, come over, don't drag!"

Under Li Luo's application.

Ghostly wailing rang out one after another.

Not to mention the girls.

Even the big men, they have to cry if they should.

He just stepped on them one by one, not feeling tired at all, but rather having a little excitement of abuse.

"Senior."

After crying away another person, a soft voice rang out.

Liu Qianqian nodded and signaled.

Lay down on her back.

Looking at the beautiful girl lying in front of him, Li Luo nodded with a smile: "Hello, Auntie, don't worry, I will be lighter!"

"Thank you, Senior."

Liu Qianqian thanked him and shyly bent her legs.

Fortunately, everyone is the same.

She can also accept it.

It's just that Liu Qianqian soon found out that she was too naive; as Li Luo stepped on, the irresistible strength stepped her legs open steadily.

Her tongue flicked, and the girl instantly let out a painful cry.

Little Dragon Maiden, right.

Even if it's a fairy, tears have to fall obediently!

Listening to Liu Qianqian's painful cries, looking at the girl's rapidly heaving chest, Li Luo stabilized the angle and counted down thirty seconds expressionlessly, without leaving any strength.

The painful cries of the delicate voice rang out one after another, until two lines of clear tears slid down Liu Tianxian's eyes.

He finally let go of his feet.

At this time, the gym was already lying down in a piece, almost everyone was humming with painful expressions, most of which were his masterpieces.

Seeing this situation.

Li Luo laughed.

【First day of joining the group, establish a strong position】

【Indulgence successful】

【Reward: Acting Experience +20】

Damn!

Didn't expect there to be a reward.

Li Luo jumped off the bar and clapped his hands contentedly.

Past few minutes.

The students limped in a semicircle, sat down awkwardly around Zhao Jian, who also greeted the martial arts brothers to come over, and demonstrated various martial arts movements to them one by one.

From how to hold a sword, how to pose.

To footwork movement.

And how to react when fighting.

Rubbing it open and crushing it to instill it into their minds, just to make it look better when filming later.

And the students also remembered it bit by bit in their hearts.

Like a sponge.

Constantly absorbing it as their own skills.

Li Luo didn't take it seriously just because he was proficient in martial arts; there must be a teacher among three people, although these martial arts brothers didn't fight as beautifully as himself, many small techniques were still worth learning.

The first day of intensive training ended like this unknowingly.

One student after another.

All dragged their tired legs back to their rooms to rest.

Chen Zihan had no interest in taking revenge for today's crotch stepping; after washing up, she fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

And in the room next to hers.

Liu Qianqian rubbed her sore thighs and punched the pillow hard a few times.

Stared at the ceiling with wide eyes.

Others looked at her as a fairy sister, as if she didn't touch any seven emotions and six desires; in fact, Liu Qianqian knew that she was not that kind of person, everything was just an image created for the outside world.

Today, her legs were stepped on heavily, and she cried and laughed in front of Li Luo.

That feeling.

Now thinking about it, she still felt incredibly ashamed.

Punched the pillow again, she muttered a few words angrily and fell asleep slowly on the bed.

Two more rooms away.

Meng Guangmei dragged her heaven-defying long legs and moved out of the bathroom in small steps, then stopped in front of the mirror, untied the bath towel, and looked at her devilish figure with satisfaction.

Even though she is over thirty years old, this skin is still very well maintained.

Where it should be convex, it is convex; where it should be curved.

It is also curved!

Still can fascinate many men.

Fingers slid down, pressing lightly between the legs and crotch, the pain made her gasp instantly.

Bastard.

Thinking of that handsome face, she couldn't help but curse in her heart.

Really can step down!

But thinking back now, although Li Luo is young, that strong feeling is quite Man.

Thinking of the appearance of being unable to resist being stepped on by the other party, the fingers that were pressing the legs and crotch couldn't help but move toward the middle, followed by an extremely long low hum.

The sound made by the supermodel drifted out of the window leisurely.

After a spin, it came to the window of the room next door and dissipated.

The light of the desk lamp penetrated the glass.

In front of the desk inside, sat a young girl with a square face; the girl grimaced and applied muscle-soothing oil to the roots of her thighs, then cheered up and opened the thick script in front of her.

After a while, she picked up two pens of different colors.

Her own lines.

Smear with a yellow pen.

Others' lines, smear with a red pen.

After smearing two or three pages, the square-faced girl held the script and recited, trying to memorize her own lines and the opponent's lines.

Outside the window, the night bird groomed its feathers.

Looked at the girl where the light came from steadily, it flapped its wings and flew high.

Drawing a perfect arc in mid-air, it landed on a branch silently, its agile head just turned to where the light came from, and the whole figure was instantly frozen by the lens.

Scaring it to jump away, leaving a few crisp chirps.

Li Luo released the shutter.

Looked at the photo on the LCD screen, put the camera down contentedly, and returned to the laptop to continue the script modification work.

Running, stretching.

Martial arts training.

Time extended further, and equestrian training also unfolded.

Closed environment.

Always makes the distance between people pull closer quickly.

After adapting to this intensity, the actors who joined the group quickly freed up energy and began to interact cautiously.

Especially for new actors.

This is an important opportunity to quickly expand interpersonal relationships.

"Dong-dong."

Knocking on the door rang out.

"Coming."

Meng Guangmei rubbed her thighs and dragged her feet to open the door.

"Ha~"

The moment the door opened.

The girl standing outside was startled.

"Sister Meng?" Until the paper strip on the other party's face blew up, Yang Mi confirmed who it was and couldn't help but laugh: "No way, how come you lost so miserably tonight?"

"Come in."

Meng Guangmei limped back and said with a sigh: "Obviously the cards in my hand were quite good, but I always lost, I don't know how Li Luo's brain grows, it seems like he remembers whatever cards I have!"

Patting the playing cards in her hand, she rubbed her sore butt again.

In the past few days, she could barely open the splits. 【233-

But the suffering of her legs had not lessened.

The martial arts choreography rehearsals and horseback riding and the like were driving her to the brink of madness day after day; she felt like her feet didn't even belong to her anymore!

"Brother Luo, Sister Zihan, Sister Rui."

"Brother Hongfei."

After Yang Mi entered the room, a series of sweet greetings rang out from her mouth.

Inside the room.

A group of people were gathered around a table, playing poker.

Yang Guo, Guo Fu, Lu Wushuang, Yelu Qi, and Li Mochou, who had just opened the door for her, plus herself as Guo Xiang—nearly half of the people from The Return of the Condor Heroes were already gathered here.

"Teacher Yang Mi is here."

Zhao Hongfei gave a thumbs up and praised with a smile: "You rode the horse really well today; you have the true demeanor of a swordswoman."

"That's right."

Yang Rui threw out a card and also gave a thumbs up: "Teacher Yang is improving very fast."

Sighing helplessly, Yang Mi glared at Li Luo.

Thanks to this guy.

Now it's great; everyone calls her Teacher Yang Mi.

"Hongfei, you play."

Meng Guangmei handed the cards to Zhao Hongfei and sat down carefully while pounding her thighs.

"Three with a pair."

Li Luo threw out a few cards and waved his hand, saying: "Senior Zhao, don't call her Teacher Yang Mi. The little girl is only eighteen; you've made her sound old, right, Teacher Yang Mi?"

He grinned.

He winked at the girl standing nearby.

The latter gritted her teeth, and those bright, large eyes gave him a massive eye-roll.

"Want some wine?"

Li Luo grabbed the wine bottle nearby.

"Okay!"

Yang Mi's tense little face instantly returned to a smile.

Although she knew the male lead had a conflict with the company's top star, it didn't affect her trying to find a way to get along with him. She couldn't just give Li Luo the cold shoulder because of someone else's conflict.

She wasn't that stupid.

Once the relationship was good, who knows when it might become an opportunity.

Pouring half a glass of wine for the other, Li Luo poured the bottle into Meng Guangmei's glass: "Sister Meng, you just haven't drunk enough wine; you need to get your Qi and blood flowing. Teacher Yang Mi was even more miserable than you a few days ago."

"Now look at her, she's perfectly fine!"

Resisting the urge to retort, Meng Guangmei squeezed her sore lower back again.

If she were still twenty years old.

She would be fine too.

Smelling the aroma in the glass, Yang Mi took a careful sip and then watched the older brothers and sisters play cards earnestly.

They were all energetic people.

After recovering their strength, they would slowly start a card game at night.

Playing for money was impossible.

With the salaries of these people, Li Luo felt embarrassed to play for money, so he simply used paper strips.

What's interesting is.

Although they were all worn out by Li Luo, they all liked to crowd into his room for fun, especially the group from the Beijing Film Academy, who would come over to play cards for an hour or two every night.

The male lead's status is one thing.

The affinity Li Luo displayed also made them prefer to be close to him; as long as the seniors came over, there were always good wine and good cigars to host them.

Compared to staying alone in their rooms, it was much more lively here.

Which resulted in.

This place being like a small base.

Except for Liu Qianqian, who came less frequently, the rest of the Beijing Film Academy crowd showed up almost every day.

In Chen Zihan's words, it was the Beijing Film Academy Alumni Championship.

Excluding Li Mochou, the current few people.

Were all from the Beijing Film Academy.

No.

There was one who wasn't.

"Teacher Yang."

Li Luo put down his cigar and glanced to the side: "If I remember correctly, you are still in your third year of high school?"

"Third year of high school!"

Yang Mi chuckled and hid the whiskey behind her back.

"What school do you plan to apply to?"

Zhao Hongfei looked at Yang Mi and asked curiously.

Drinking a little wine.

Everyone didn't take it seriously.

Anyway, Li Luo would control the amount and wouldn't pour her too much; after all, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl.

"Beijing Film Academy."

Yang Mi didn't stutter at all.

"Beijing Film Academy is good."

Li Luo nodded in deep agreement and praised endlessly: "The best art school in the country, Teacher Yang, your choice is excellent."

"That's right." Chen Zihan also expressed agreement, smiling to reveal her white teeth: "The best art school in the world; if Teacher Yang Mi gets into the Beijing Film Academy, it's truly finding a treasure!"

Yang Rui made a "no problem" gesture.

Facing the self-promotion of these few people, Meng Guangmei was truly unable to laugh or cry.

Shaking her head.

She gulped down a large mouthful of wine.

"By the way, have you signed with a company?"

Li Luo looked at Yang Mi curiously. If this girl hadn't signed, he could add another great general; the other party was a workaholic just like Chen Zihan, a real money-making genius.

"Hmm?"

Yang Mi smiled and sipped her wine: "Does Brother Luo have any good recommendations?"

"I do!"

Li Luo raised an eyebrow and said enthusiastically: "How about I introduce you to a well-known, exceptionally powerful brokerage company in the country? I can guarantee that as long as you are willing to sign."

"I will absolutely cultivate you as the top star."

"No question about it!"

Once these words were spoken.

Everyone present looked at Li Luo.

In this situation, he definitely couldn't just spout nonsense; if he couldn't deliver, he would be slapping his own face.

Surprised gazes fell upon Yang Mi one after another.

Really didn't expect.

Li Luo actually thought so highly of her.

After a few days of getting along, everyone's acting experience was more or less known.

This pretty girl with a square face was a child star; her biggest credential at the moment was just a major supporting role in the recently aired "Red Powder Family," which wasn't particularly outstanding.

Hearing Li Luo's serious words, Yang Mi's jaw dropped quietly.

Top star!

She hadn't even dared to think of those two words.

"Brother Luo."

First of all, the script background needs to be changed; it can't be the Korean environment.

Just these few simple words made her feel a sudden sense of goodwill.

Brother Li Luo.

He really isn't as fierce as the rumors say.

He's really nice to people~

"Alright!"

Li Luo picked up his wine glass with some regret and took a careful sip.

Without some background.

She wouldn't have been able to land the role of Guo Xiang.

The other party's answer was actually within his expectations.

"Is the breach of contract fee high?"

Swallowing a mouthful of wine, he asked out of the blue.

If he could sign Yang Mi to a ten-plus-year management contract, paying a little breach fee was nothing; the other party was a bona fide money-making boy, and even if he spent two or three million to sign her, it would be worth it.

Actually, these things should be discussed in private.

But after all, she is a little girl.

Bringing it up as a joke right now was more appropriate.

Whether it succeeds or not.

Plant a seed first.

"Ah?"

Yang Mi was dumbfounded.

This guy, it looks like he's being serious.

Others also became interested, looking at Yang Mi curiously; they didn't know which big brokerage company was so interested in this girl who had just turned eighteen.

"No, no, no."

This Beijing girl's face flushed red, and she quickly waved her hand: "Thank you, Brother Luo, my current company is quite good."

The company's strength is quite good.

And they helped her land this role, so how could she do something like jumping ship.

"Alright!"

Li Luo put down his glass and threw out his last card.

"Brother Luo."

Chen Zihan looked at him and asked curiously: "Which brokerage company is so sincere that they would rather pay a high breach fee just to sign our little sister Yang Mi."

Everyone nodded, curious about the answer.

Polite refusal aside, Yang Mi was also very curious.

After all, being willing to pay the breach fee meant they couldn't think more highly of her.

Maybe.

It could be a backup plan someday.

"Li Luo Studio."

Gathering the messy poker cards, Li Luo grabbed a piece of white paper, dipped it in water, and pressed it onto Chen Zihan's forehead.

Another paper strip.

Was also stuck onto Yang Rui's face without hesitation.

While he was doing this series of actions, the room was incredibly quiet; the two girls were cooperating like zombies, staring blankly at this guy.

For a moment, they couldn't react.

"Well-known in the country."

Zhao Hongfei scratched his head and raised his finger.

"Exceptionally powerful."

Meng Guangmei couldn't help but add.

"Pfft~"

Chen Zihan couldn't help but burst out laughing, blowing the paper strip on her face into the air.

Yang Mi's mouth twitched.

After talking for so long, it turns out he was just joking with her!

She was suddenly so angry her teeth felt itchy.

"You dare say I'm not well-known?"

Li Luo glanced at Zhao Hongfei, scaring the latter into a shiver; he sheepishly withdrew his finger. Don't look at him as his junior; he is a serious first-line TV actor in the country, who would dare say he is not well-known.

"You dare say my strength isn't powerful?"

Turning his gaze, he looked at Meng Guangmei with a smile again.

The latter shook her head rapidly.

Having appeared in hit dramas one after another in the market, with advertisements and endorsements everywhere, saying it's not powerful would be quite inappropriate.

"You... you aren't joking?"

Chen Zihan stammered, looking at Li Luo in surprise.

"I don't joke about business."

Li Luo flicked his hands, and the poker cards in his hands shuffled together with a clatter. He picked up his wine glass again and smiled at Yang Mi, who was somewhat dumbfounded: "You're quite good; you've been very serious during the training these past few days."

"Brother Luo actually thinks very highly of you; you might as well consider it."

"Hey, hey, okay."

Yang Mi subconsciously clinked glasses with Li Luo and then drank a large mouthful of whiskey in a daze.

Her current mood was like riding a roller coaster.

It couldn't be more chaotic.

Didn't expect.

Brother Luo thinks so highly of her.

Surprise, delight, shock, and other complex emotions all melted into the wine.

The others quickly reacted; setting aside his current status as a junior, Li Luo is a serious first-line male actor. The studio sounds like a workshop, but the prefix is strong enough.

Given his status, he has the means to obtain resources from investors.

In other words, Li Luo has the ability to bring people up.

If she really signed!

If he finds a way to pull Yang Mi through drama after drama, and helps find suitable roles from his circle of friends, the chance of her becoming famous is not small at all.

Others might not know.

Anyway, Yang Rui and Zhao Hongfei cast envious glances at Yang Mi in unison.

These glances made the wine Yang Mi drank taste as sweet as sugar.

She wasn't stupid either.

Li Luo is someone who can go head-to-head with the company's top star without losing ground; his strength definitely isn't bad, otherwise she wouldn't have come over to get close to him. She could certainly see the benefits in this.

It's just that her head is buzzing right now, and she doesn't know how to react.

Meng Guangmei also looked at Li Luo with a serious expression, no longer psychologically treating him as a junior.

Being able to establish a studio.

And thinking about signing people to develop on a larger scale.

At the very least, this mindset is very clear, not something those actors who get carried away after making some money can compare to.

"Play cards, play cards."

Li Luo smiled and dealt the poker cards, turning the page on the matter.

Stating his attitude is enough.

No matter how the other party considers it, there's no need to push it.

The poker cards slapped loudly.

It's just that the thoughts of everyone in the room had changed drastically, especially Yang Mi; the little girl sipped the wine in her glass little by little, her gaze secretly looking at Li Luo's profile from time to time.

In her mind.

She didn't know what she was thinking about.

After she finished the half glass of wine, the card game came to an end.

"Sister Meng, please stay."

Watching the few people stand up one after another, Li Luo raised his glass to signal the supermodel.

"Leaving."

"See you tomorrow, Brother Luo."

The others stood up to say goodbye.

Yang Mi walked out with light steps, still in a dazed state.

Chen Zihan looked at Li Luo with confusion first, but quickly withdrew her gaze and walked out; this guy can do whatever he wants, she herself is sore and aching right now, and really can't take it anymore!

Pounding her legs, Meng Guangmei cast a puzzled look.

Liu Tianxian wore an Adidas set, her figure flexible, completely the look of a pure campus goddess; the girl ran panting, constantly adjusting her breathing.

After the others left the room, Li Luo stood up and walked toward the suitcase in the corner: "I brought a bottle of medicated wine given to me by Brother Hong Jinbao; he said it also contains tiger bone ingredients."

"It has miraculous effects for relaxing tendons, activating blood circulation, and removing blood stasis."

"I've used it."

"The effect is indeed quite good."

In no time at all, he turned back with a bottle of medicinal wine: "I've seen you suffering quite a bit during this period, and you walk with difficulty. Anyway, I have no use for it right now, so take it back and use it!"

"Thank you."

Meng Guangmei was overjoyed and quickly took the medicinal wine: "I won't be polite with you then; I've been so uncomfortable during this period that I couldn't sleep well at night. Thank you, thank you, thank you very much!"

Things used by old martial artists for decades definitely can't be bad!

Regarding the efficacy of this bottle of medicated wine.

She didn't have a single doubt.

Now holding the medicinal wine, she felt like she had found a treasure.

"Hmm."

Li Luo smiled and returned to his seat, picking up his cigar for a puff: "Don't mention it, we are all comrades in the same trench. Find a friend to help you apply the wine, and remember, don't be afraid of the pain."

"Rub the medicinal power in; you have to rub away the blood stasis for it to heal quickly."

He exhaled a smoke ring and reminded her again: "This isn't ordinary medicine; it's not enough to just smear it on!"

"Okay."

Meng Guangmei nodded decisively and immediately handed the wine back: "Then I'll trouble you!"

"Ah?"

Li Luo blinked his eyes.

"You said it yourself, find a friend to help."

Meng Guangmei pointed at herself and then at him, saying with an exceptionally serious expression: "I've found one now. I won't bother two people for one task; I'll trouble Mr. Li Luo to help out. Thank you, thank you!"

"Uh~"

Li Luo shook off the cigar ash, his gaze falling on the other party.

This tall girl, nearly 1.8 meters tall, was wearing denim shorts at this moment, her long, fair legs poking straight out in front of him, with blue and purple bruises all over her thighs.

Just looking at it, she had suffered quite a bit.

Wearing a goose-yellow T-shirt, her arms were also somewhat bruised and swollen.

During this period, everyone was actually about the same.

It's just that except for this supermodel in front of him, everyone else was a young person in their early twenties who recovered extremely quickly, so they didn't look as miserable as her.

"That's not good."

The descendants of Mr. Mei Lanfang should have shares here; it is said that several of the chefs are descendants of Mr. Mei's family chefs back then.

"Look at you saying that; you don't sound like a young person at all."

Meng Guangmei put down the medicinal wine without a word, limped toward the door, and slammed the door shut with a bang: "Don't be so coy; where am I supposed to find a girl who knows how to rub in medicated wine to help?"

"Be open and aboveboard."

She walked back decisively and waved her hand indifferently: "Sister Meng isn't that pretentious. When we do fashion shows, we change clothes backstage as fast as we can; we aren't even afraid of being half-naked."

She had been woken up by pain while sleeping these past few days.

She never wanted to experience that again; as long as it could relieve the pain, what was a little rubbing?

Having mixed in the modeling circle for years.

She didn't take this level of physical contact to heart at all.

"Ah?"

Li Luo's eyes lit up.

"Hey, you kid."

Meng Guangmei hadn't seen this kind of yearning expression just once or twice. Her eyes rolled, and she stretched out her palm temptingly: "If you help Sister Meng rub in the medicine, whenever there's a model competition, I'll invite you to be a special guest."

"The kind that can go directly backstage!"

In Li Luo's mind, the backstage of a model competition instantly appeared.

Everywhere was the scent of floating perfume.

Pretty girls one after another.

Undressing as if no one else was there.

"Cough."

He cleared his throat heavily and high-fived the other party exceptionally decisively: "Look at what you're saying; am I that kind of person? Now that Sister Meng has difficulties and needs help, this little brother is duty-bound."

"Hahaha."

The two looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Little devil."

Meng Guangmei shook her head with a smile.

Actually, no matter how open her personality is, it's about a first impression. The impression Li Luo left on her on the first day was very good, and he was handsome, refreshing, and full of affinity.

He had a unique charm.

Making it easy for people to feel close.

With both factors combined, that's why she didn't hesitate to let him help.

"How do I rub it?"

Spreading her arms, Meng Guangmei shrugged and asked.

"Where does it hurt?"

Li Luo was no longer coy either.

"Here, here, here~~~"

Without even needing to think, the inner thighs, lower back, buttocks, shoulder joints, neck, and so on—almost her entire body had been pointed out by this tall girl.

Not joking at all.

After entering training, every day was a torment for her.

Splits, horseback riding, sword practice, running.

And martial arts.

Even if there were breaks in between.

But day after day, she still felt uncomfortable all over; it hurt everywhere!

"Uh."

Li Luo picked up his cigar and took a heavy puff: "According to what you're saying, that's a full-body massage!"

"I like it!"

Snapping her fingers crisply, Meng Guangmei expressed deep agreement: "I like your idea; let's do it that way. I know it might cause you some trouble, but please!"

Putting her hands together, the girl frowned and bowed.

She was being so polite.

What else did Li Luo have to hesitate about?

He immediately bit his cigar and walked toward the closet, taking out the hotel's spare bed sheet.

When he turned back.

The cigar nearly fell.

The denim shorts had disappeared, and the goose-yellow T-shirt was hanging on the back of the chair; Li Mochou was left with only an exceptionally tight-fitting set of pure white underwear, her sexy figure fully displayed before his eyes.

"Do I need to take off the bra?"

Meng Guangmei looked at Li Luo and reached behind her back: "Actually, I often go for essential oil spas before; that makes it easier."

"Of course, if you mind."

The woman shrugged her delicate shoulders and looked at Li Luo openly: "Mainland boys are still relatively shy, huh? But please rest assured, I won't tell anyone, and I won't cause you any trouble."

"Do whatever makes you comfortable."

Li Luo chuckled and spread the bedding on the carpet, saying indifferently: "I do have a few friends from Wandao; they are also relatively open, so it actually doesn't matter."

"Just on the floor; I don't want to smell the medicinal wine when I sleep at night."

"OK."

Meng Guangmei made a crisp sound and deftly unhooked her bra: "Really? Who are your friends?"

"Xu Ruoxuan."

Li Luo threw a pillow on the floor.

"Wow~"

Naturally, she had heard of this name too.

As the bra was removed.

Li Mochou also stood openly before Li Luo, her chest slightly raised; a gust of air conditioning blew by, causing goosebumps to rise.

The scale of her assets was quite impressive.

He gave an appreciative thumbs up:

"Nice figure."

"Thank you."

Meng Guangmei struck a sexy pose and then lay down with effort: "You really are different from the average Mainland boy; I thought you would blush and be shy. I'll leave it to you!"

"Bite on this."

Li Luo handed over a pillow towel: "I'm afraid you won't be able to stand the pain in a moment; don't cause any misunderstandings."

"No problem."

Meng Guangmei smiled and bit the towel.

No need to remind her.

She knew it would be excruciatingly painful in a moment.

So she didn't have any other thoughts in her heart right now, just feeling a bit scared.

Rubbing his hands together.

Li Luo sat cross-legged very naturally.

Looking at the graceful body lying beside him, he raised his eyebrows slightly; he didn't know how it happened, but somehow things had developed to this extent, though his mindset couldn't be better.

Happily pouring some medicinal wine, he started rubbing as soon as he touched her.

"Hmm!!!"

Just as he gripped a bruised area, a muffled groan came from Li Mochou's mouth.

"Endure it."

Li Luo patted the other party's shoulder without hesitation and rubbed slowly: "It hurts a bit now, but I guarantee you'll sleep comfortably tonight."

"Hmm!"

Meng Guangmei clenched her fists and nodded vigorously.

One stroke after another, Li Luo used a bit of strength to help the other party rub the bruised areas.

The strength couldn't be too much, nor too little.

Anyway, he had to get her warmed up so the medicinal power could penetrate.

First the shoulders, then the neck.

Then he busied himself with her arms.

Immediately after was her back; Li Luo worked with focused attention.

Waves of pain constantly flooded into her brain, causing Meng Guangmei to bite the towel tightly, and dense sweat soon beaded on her forehead.

However, the areas he had worked on also felt a wave of hot, spicy comfort.

That feeling.

Was truly somewhat ethereal.

The other party hadn't lied; the effect of this medicinal wine was truly good.

Smelling the strong medicinal scent in the air, Meng Guangmei had no doubts at all, but when those hot, large hands gripped her calves, she couldn't help but instantly tense her toes.