Chapter 64: A New Identity

Just looking at a magazine that Wang Yue put on the table, Brother Zhu didn't understand what was going on. And at this time, the drunkard and Zhao Xi'er also walked up from downstairs, "What's wrong with Wang Yue?"

"I don't know. "Brother Pig is a little confused.

After listening to Brother Zhu's words, Zhao Xi'er glanced at the magazine, then took it and read it for a while. Just looked at the young man's handsome face on the magazine, and after thinking about it, she suddenly tore up the magazine, "Chen Xuan, this dog, he's too shameless!"

"Huh?" Seeing Zhao Xi'er's angry face, Brother Pig was a little surprised.

"Hehe, Brother Zhu, you don't know about Brother Yue yet, I'll tell you. Growing up, in fact, my senior brother paid a lot of attention to honor and liked others to praise him. And when he worked hard, a word of praise from the master could make him happy for a long time. That is, because he pays attention to honor, he works harder to practice martial arts. Although his master's martial arts skills were average, he surpassed his master and became a grandmaster-level master. ”

And he has been practicing martial arts for ten years, hoping that one day in the future, he can participate in the national martial arts competition, get a trophy, and be praised by everyone. In fact, what he wants is not money, he just wants to be praised by everyone. And that Chen Xuan knew that his strength was not as good as my senior brother. Before the martial arts competition, he sent someone to find my master and gave my master five million to make my brother admit defeat. And my brother worked hard for ten years, because of him, he encountered setbacks in his first competition. If it weren't for my senior brother deliberately admitting defeat, he Chen Xuan would have become the champion of the national martial arts competition? He Chen Xuan, has the opportunity to be a star to make a movie? He actually said that his senior brother was afraid of being injured by him and admitting defeat, he was too shameless" Saying that, Zhao Xi'er still had an angry face.

"Wang Yue, he still hopes to return to the regular martial arts and be known for playing in the regular martial arts competition, right?" Li Mingxi said.

"Yes, not only Wang Yue, in fact, many of us hope to become famous in formal martial arts competitions and be respected by everyone. It's just that the prize money in the formal martial arts competition is too small, because there are many strong people, and they may not be able to win the championship. Therefore, in order to be safe and earn some money to make a living, many warriors have fallen into the rivers and lakes to make money. To put it mildly, Wang Yue and I are now gangsters, even your Brother Pig and Hou Shaofei. And even if we are the king in this province, who knows that we are very good except for the gangsters in this province? And if we can become the number one in the world, be respected by everyone, and be a star to make movies and be in newspapers, what a glorious thing it is. No way, in fact, we also want to be human, but we can only be ghosts. The drunkard sighed, shook his head helplessly, and said.

Then, everyone chatted together for a while, and then finally knew Wang Yue's heart knot.

Although Wang Yue is now very rich and his martial arts are very high, he is still not famous. For no one else knew about him except the gangsters and the rich people in the provincial towns. And if Wang Yue wants to be truly famous, he has to participate in the national martial arts competition. Because if he can become the champion of the national martial arts competition, he will be in the newspapers, on the news, on TV, and known by everyone in the country.

And now, no matter how much wealth he has, how powerful he is, and how high his martial arts are, in fact, he is just a gangster, and he can't be called a grandmaster at all. Even if he is rich, what can he do? In his capacity, how can he face his parents and give them money, saying that I earned it by blackmailing my eldest brother? Or did I earn it by mixing with society, intriguing with others, and even using force? Or did I play black boxing in the underground ring, and I earned this money by playing black boxing?

So no matter how good he is, in the eyes of those regular martial arts people, he is always a gangster who can't be on the stage.

Even if he has a lot of money, people don't know his identity and will still despise him when they see him. Maybe an elite master, because he has won some small competitions, can jump in front of him.

And as a martial artist, the most face-saving thing is to participate in the competition and get the championship trophy. Or become a news figure in the newspaper, or make a movie as a leading actor.

But Wang Yue, he has nothing.

And he, seeing Chen Xuan, who defeated him by despicable means, even openly showed his little thumb to him at the national martial arts competition, insulting Chen Xuan who was rubbish. That Chen Xuan has become a martial arts star step by step, and is reported by major media every day, but he is sitting at home without a name, how can he not feel uncomfortable in his heart?

Wang Yue is just an ordinary person, he is still very young, he is not perfect, he can't do it like water, and he can not take anything to the point of not taking it to heart.

And when everyone knew about his knot, everyone went downstairs to look for him. When everyone saw him boiling water downstairs to drink, the drunkard thought about it and walked over to hug him and said, "Wang Yue, I know that you see that your opponent is getting better and better, and you are in a bad mood." But aren't you good now? There is always a gain and a loss, don't take it personally. ”

"Yes, and you have a brother as faithful as me, and a brother as good as a drunkard. Isn't it great to have such a beautiful wife as Li Mingxi and such a beautiful spare tire as Zhao Xi'er?

"Hou Shaofei, do you want to die? Miss Ben is not a spare tire, Miss Ben is Wang Yue's favorite woman!" Hearing Hou Shaofei's words, Zhao Xi'er suddenly showed an angry face.

"yes, what do you know with Chen Xuan's idiot. He is his star, on his news, let's drink Lafite at home, who is comfortable who knows. Brother Pig said.

Seeing so many people comforting herself, Wang Yue only felt warm in her heart. Then after thinking about it, he lit a cigarette and sighed, "Although I don't want to admit it, I do care about fame." And I saw that my opponent was getting better and better, and I was really disappointed. ”

"It's just that I'm not jealous of him, because I feel like I can surpass him. Wang Yue said.

"Surpass him?" Pig was puzzled.

"Yes, I think I couldn't beat him because I didn't have any money. And now that I'm rich, I think I can fight with him. And I don't think we're supposed to be gangsters all the time. We should actively move closer to the regular martial arts, and stand in the sun openly. Hou Shaofei, you don't want to be arrested by the police one day in the future, right?" asked Wang Yue.

"Yes. Hou Shaofei nodded lightly.

"It's because I don't want you to be arrested by the police, so I won't let you do illegal business. In the future, you will learn more from Li Mingxi and find ways to do more regular trading to make money. And do more good deeds, which is to forgive you for the wrong things you have done before. Wang Yue said.

"Brother Yue, I know you are good to me. Hou Shaofei nodded lightly, looking at Wang Yue's eyes with respect.

"And I think I can surpass Chen Xuan, because next September, this national martial arts competition will begin. I'm sure I'll meet him and defeat him with my own hands. As for a wish I want to fulfill before surpassing him. That is, although I am now a top master at the grandmaster level, I have not yet joined the Martial Arts Association. I want to go to the martial artists association in the province in the past few days and join the martial artists association first. Wang Yue said.

"Join the Martial Artists Association?" Hou Shaofei blinked.

"The Martial Artists Association is like that decent martial arts. Only by joining the Martial Artists Association and becoming a member of the Martial Artists Association can you be considered a true martial artist. The entry standard of the Martial Artists Association is not high, as long as you become an elite-level middle master, you can enter the association. It's a bit embarrassing to say, I'm already a grandmaster-level master now, but I'm not a member of the Martial Artists Association yet. The drunkard smiled.

"Is there any use in joining the Martial Artists Association?" asked Hou Shaofei.

"Being able to join the Martial Artists Association is also a matter of face. Because if we join the Martial Arts Guild, after certification, we will get an identity badge. And if we get that badge, and then we encounter an opponent who is not as strong as us in the future, we just need to show the badge, which will save a lot of trouble. And being able to join the Martial Artists Association is also something that many martial artists dream of. Even if we walk in the decent martial arts, we will be respected by many people. ”

"However, if we want to join the Martial Artists Association, we need to be recommended by a member of the association in our province. My drunkard has always been a loner, and I don't like to deal with decent martial artists, Wang Yue, do you know the members of this province?" the drunkard asked.

"I've been studying martial arts in Lin Province, and I don't seem to know any members of this province. Wang Yue's eyes were confused.

"Zhao Xi'er, do you know each other?" the drunkard asked.

"I'm also from Lin Province, how can I know a member of this province. And my father, he doesn't seem to know either. Although he is one of the twelve main gods of gold, he was invited by the martial artists association of Lin Province to be the president. But he doesn't seem to have ever been to the Martial Arts Association, and he doesn't like to deal with decent martial artists, he says that decent martial artists are all hypocrites and pretentious, and he doesn't like them. Zhao Xier said.

"So what should I do, I also want to join the Martial Artists Association. Brother Pig said.

"I think about it, do I know anyone. Wang Yue frowned slightly.

Although Wang Yue has returned to this province, he has recently fought against many masters of the rivers and lakes. But because these people are all from the underworld, most of them rely on martial arts to make money, and they have not joined the martial artists association. And those masters of the rivers and lakes were all defeated by Wang Yue, and they didn't make any friends.

Then thinking like this, Wang Yue thought about it for a whole day. If he can join the Martial Artists Association, he will have another identity of pretending to be forced in the future.

Try to think about it when he meets an opponent who is not as good as himself again. If he was a member of the Martial Arts Association, he would have been able to show up the badge representing his identity, and at that point, what a pretentious scene it would be.

Then I kept thinking about it, and Wang Yue thought about it late at night. In the dead of night, the drunkard was cooking and eating with Brother Pig, and when Zhao Xi'er was lying on the sofa watching TV, his eyes suddenly lit up, "I thought of it!"

"What do you think?" everyone looked at him in surprise.

"I thought of it, Qingfeng may be a member of the Martial Arts Association!" Wang Yue said with excitement on his face.

"Yes, although Qingfeng's strength is not very good, he is very famous. And he is not a person in the rivers and lakes, he should be a member of the Martial Artists Association. The drunkard suddenly realized.

"We can find Qingfeng to introduce us, if we are recommended by Qingfeng, then we should have no problem joining the martial arts association in the province. With that, Wang Yue picked up his mobile phone.

And when he picked up his phone, he realized that he didn't have a Qingfeng phone at all. So, how should he contact Qingfeng?

After thinking about it, Wang Yue asked Brother Zhu to contact his classmates at school, and got Han Xihua's phone number from his classmates. Although it was already the dead of night, the young people were sleeping late, and the classmates basically didn't sleep when Brother Pig called. Then Wang Yue took a deep breath and called Han Xihua.

On the other side, Han Xihua did not sleep at this time. She was sitting in the cozy bedroom, writing a diary neatly by stroke. And when she wrote the word Wang Yue, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

Just then, her phone rang suddenly. Glancing at the somewhat unfamiliar phone, she answered the phone with a slight frown, "Hello, may I ask ........."

"Xihua, I'm Wang Yue, do you have the phone number of Qingfeng's senior?" asked Wang Yue.

"What!?" Hearing Wang Yue's voice, Han Xihua's heart suddenly became nervous. I only felt that her heart was beating hard, and she blinked her clear eyes and immediately said, "I have it, but Uncle Qingfeng has been in a bad mood recently, and he has already gone to the south to play." And his phone seems to be turned off all the time, maybe he wants to be quiet, do you have anything to do with him?"

I didn't expect Qingfeng to go to the south to relax, which made Wang Yue's heart cold, "Western painting, is Qingfeng's predecessor a member of the Martial Artists Association?"

"Yes, do you want to join the Martial Arts Association?" asked Han Xihua.

"Yes, how do you know!?" Wang Yue was surprised.

"Because, Uncle Qingfeng is an elder of the Martial Artists Association in the province, and some people often ask him to help him join the Martial Artists Association. If you ask him for help, he may not be able to help you. But I also know an uncle who is a grandmaster-level master and the vice president of the provincial martial artists association. If you want to ask him for help, just mention Uncle Qingfeng's name to him. His name is Tomorrow and he is Uncle Qingfeng's best friend. Han Xihua said.

"Tomorrow, I seem to have an impression of this name. Wang Yue frowned.

"I'll send you his number, you can just find him. I really can't imagine that you are going to become a member of the Martial Artists Association, I wish you success!" Han Xihua said to Wang Yue with a smile.

"En!" Wang Yue nodded vigorously on the other side of the phone.

Soon, Wang Yue hung up the phone with Han Xihua. And when Wang Yue hung up the phone, Han Xihua immediately held the phone tightly to his chest, and his pretty face became red.

And Wang Yue, on his side, said to the drunkard and Brother Pig with excitement on his face, "It's done, we can join the Martial Artists Association tomorrow!"

"Wang Yue, I just heard that a grandmaster-level inferior master can become an elder in the Martial Artists Association. A grandmaster-level master can become a vice president. If you join the Martial Artists Association, wouldn't you become the president of the Provincial Martial Arts Association and the leader of the province's decent martial arts?"

"Haha, it's impossible to be a president, and I'm very satisfied to be a member. Wang Yue said with a smile.

And when he said this, his mind was similar to that of the drunkard. Because those who are lower than him are all elders and vice presidents, if he can join the Martial Artists Association, he will really become the president.

And the president of this martial arts association is almost the same as the martial arts alliance leader of the province's decent martial arts.

It seems that one day in the future, he will have a new identity to pretend to be forced again...............