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The matter regarding the filming of the movie was finally settled. Su Wangzheng suddenly felt that she was too blessed and could finally have a good rest.

They went to the storage room together with Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen quickly hung up the fléchette, took out her throwing knife, and stood at the designated position of five meters.

"Let's begin." Su Wangzheng said to Zhao Chen with a smile and a very amiable expression. Actually, she didn't want to give Zhao Chen too much pressure. After all, he was still very young and had already worked hard. That was enough.

"Alright." Zhao Chen slowly nodded her head, then picked up her throwing knife and prepared to shoot. Su Wangzheng patted his shoulder to indicate him to remain calm.

Zhao Chen had clearly seen a big scene before, so she paused for a bit. He took a small step back, and after a series of whooshing sounds, the ten throwing knives all shot towards the flechette.

It was too fast. In about seven or eight seconds, all ten throwing knives were hanging on the flechette. However, what made him even more happy was the position of the ten throwing knives.

Three hit the center of the target, one hit the seven rings, and one hit the eight rings. The other five were all in the nine rings.

By the looks of it, it should be 90 rings.

It really was a pretty good result. Compared to her from back then, it was even better.

She remembered that back then when she was learning throwing knives, she was already very old, so her comprehension ability was naturally much better than Zhao Chen's. And this child, after only seeing him shoot once, had actually improved so much in such a short amount of time. Su Zhiguo almost had to admit that he was a child prodigy.

Su Wangzheng walked over to the escort board with a smile and pulled out a throwing knife.

From the depth of the flying knife, it could be seen that even though it wasn't too deep, it could still be used to pierce the wall.

Back then, it should have taken her close to a month to practice it to this degree, right? And Zhao Chen Chen only used three short days? Could this be the legendary talent? It seemed like he was really suited to learning throwing knives.

Did she give him this set of golden throwing knives for the right reason?

Seeing Su Wangzheng slowly pull out her flying dagger without saying a word, Zhao Chen thought Su Wangzheng was dissatisfied with his results.

There was no other way.

He had really worked hard to practice this technique. Almost all except for eating and sleeping. He felt like he was trying to figure out the position of the knife in his hand. Even the toilet.

However, this was still the only requirement.

Even if his ten rings weren't full, it would be hard for him to say that he succeeded when he shot his strength into the wall.

Could he really bounce back like his mother? Could he really control the flying dagger like holding a thread in his hand? He didn't know, and he had no confidence at all.

Zhao Chen Cheng lowered her head as she thought about it.

However, just as he was about to accept the criticism, he heard Su Zhizheng's words.

Her voice was not loud, and just happened to reach his ears.

"Looks like you've worked hard. You've made great progress, but you still have a lot more room for improvement."

Su Wangzheng's words were very clear and very comprehensive. After confirming the results that Zhao Chen and Cheng Chen had achieved, she also warned him not to be arrogant. There were still a lot of things that needed to be worked on.

Zhao Chen had thought that she had failed to live up to Su Wangzheng's expectations. She hadn't thought that Su Wangzheng would praise him. Even though the praise was somewhat reserved, he could still recognize it.

Zhao Chen almost burst out laughing. He happily walked to Su Wangzheng's side and said with a smile, "Hehe, I know. The reason for my great progress is because of you." It's a little low. "

"You did not fail to live up to the knife I gave you. From now on, it is yours." Su Wangzheng bent over and hugged Zhao Chen in her arms. Then, she stuffed the flying dagger into his arms and said each word clearly.

What?

Hearing this, Zhao Chen almost jumped out of joy.

Oh no, he was still in Su Wangzheng's embrace.

Calm down, calm down, Su Wangzheng didn't like him showing off too much, didn't like him acting out differently.

Zhao Chen pursed her lips, not wanting to laugh too wildly. At the same time, he opened his eyes wide and raised his head to look at Su Wangzheng's zither. His round eyes were shining brightly, with a hint of limpid light.

In fact, he had spent the last few days with these flying knives day and night. He really couldn't bear to leave them.

This was because the throwing knives were designed to not only fit him but also fit him perfectly. It was too convenient, and he really didn't want to give them back to Su Wangzheng. He also felt that one day, he would be able to surpass Su Wanzheng in terms of the ability to control throwing daggers. Because these throwing knives were his friends.

"You will surpass me." Su Wangzheng patted Zhao Chen Chen's head and said with a smile.

With Zhao Chen Cheng's intelligence and awareness, it was rare for her to exist. And with him working so hard and not showing off, there would be a day when he would succeed. Not to mention surpassing Su Wenzheng, even surpassing many great figures would be natural.

But she wouldn't say that.

She was worried that Zhao Chen was too complacent.

Many people's failures begin with complacency. To say that pride makes one fall behind, that was indeed the case. Su Wangzheng looked deeply at Zhao Chen Cheng, hoping that he would understand.

Zhao Chen nodded her head in confusion, feeling the warmth of Su Wangzheng's zither coming from her palm.

He didn't know if he could surpass Su Wanzheng.

Even now in his heart, he was still thinking nonstop. He wondered if he could truly control the flying dagger like Su Wanzheng did, and achieve the unity of man and saber.

Although he could already hit the ninth ring, he felt that it was simply due to inertia and not some sort of spiritual force.

What he needed was a throwing knife that could follow his will and follow his movements, accurately hitting the target.

However, this was probably too difficult.

To achieve this goal, he could only say that Su Wangzheng was right. There was still a lot of room for improvement and he needed to work even harder.

Knowing that Zhao Chen was thinking about it too much, Su Zhizheng carried Zhao Chen back to the living room to the sofa and put him down.

"Haven't you been lying on my lap for a long time? "Lie down." Su Wangzheng patted Zhao Chen Chen's head and said with a smile.

Zhao Chen didn't say anything. It was as if there was a rope pulling him. He clearly didn't want to trouble Su Wangzheng, but by some strange coincidence, he actually laid down on Su Wangzheng's legs.

Su Wangzheng gently patted his head and kindly said, "Cheng Cheng, don't let yourself get too tired. Mom said you can surpass me, so you can. This dart was just like the ancient martial arts manual. It required hard work, but it also required sudden insight. These days you have always shut yourself in that storage room. You cannot see the light, the air is not good, and your sight is also not good. We must work together, and not trouble ourselves too much, alright? "

"Alright." There was no need to think at all, Zhao Chen answered immediately. It was only when he agreed that he realized what Su Wangzheng had said was reflected in his mind.

Sudden insight required inspiration.

Zhao Chen slowly closed her eyes, hoping that she would be able to gain sudden enlightenment.

"You are already very outstanding, much better than when I was practicing. It's better if I don't improve too quickly. I want to feel like I've been left behind by you, okay? " Su Wangzheng continued patting Zhao Chen Chen's back and said gently.

"Alright." It was another straightforward reply. As long as he had Su Wangzheng's company, he wouldn't feel tired, and he wouldn't feel bitter.

He had trained so hard just to protect her and make her happy.

"Also, the throwing knives are actually very agile. The target is also not like the flechette, it is fixed and unmoving. You can't be stuck on the flechette itself. In a little while, when you can shoot ten rings, remove the board. "

"Alright."

That day, Su Wangzheng said so much to Zhao Chen that Zhao Chen couldn't even remember what she said.

He only remembered that when he answered the call over and over again, he fell asleep in a daze. No matter where he was, as long as Su Wangzheng was by his side, he was not afraid of her at all. Furthermore, he stayed very, very safe and at ease.

As for Su Wangzheng, after seeing that Zhao Chen had fallen asleep, she fished out the script from the drawer under the tea table.

Changing her character so suddenly wasn't very beneficial to her ability to grasp the personality of a character. Damn it! She had already thought through the whole thing with Nian Fei, but now it had changed to the 'Four Seasons Garden'. It was likely that she would be tempted to sleep tonight. He felt it.

Su Wangzheng was such a strong person.

She didn't want to be stuck tomorrow because she wasn't familiar with the script. That would not be her problem alone, but rather the honor of the entire team.

Therefore, Su Wenzheng would never allow himself to lose to anyone in this aspect. This is what you call a hard wound. However, the most important thing for a person was to enrich his own hardware and not let it be inferior to others.

Although she had already read this script for many days, there were too many scenes regarding the main female lead of the Four Fortune Jin, and she also had a lot to think about. The task seemed really difficult.

The next morning, when Zhao Chen opened her eyes, she found that the sun had already risen.

He quickly ran to Su Zhizheng's bedroom and found that she had already left. There was still a note by the bedside.

"Cheng, I'll cook some noodles for you. It's on the dining table." Remember not to eat when it's cold. He might as well eat the dessert he brought back yesterday. And don't be too tired today. Oh right, I forgot to tell you, I'm going to shoot a movie from today onwards. It might be very late, so don't wait for me. "Call Uncle Ou on his cell phone if there's anything."

Zhao Chen put down the note and her mouth unconsciously curled up.

For some reason, he was truly happy.

Of course, he knew that Su Zhizheng was going to start filming today. The news reports filled the sky, so how could he not know?

Although he had been busy practicing his throwing knives these past few days, he hadn't been held up at all as he watched the news. This was because he wasn't watching the news, but his mother.

Only when he knew that his mother's matter had been resolved, would he be at ease to practice throwing knives.

As expected, it was natural.

As expected, the matter of Su Wangzheng's zither had been settled. The movie could finally begin shooting. However, what he could tell from the news was Xiao Yiran's help to his mother. It looked like their mission had come closer.

Even though she had already promised Su Wangzheng that she wouldn't be too tired from practicing, Zhao Chen didn't dare to relax.