In early November, the Academy of Chinese Arts.

Bang!bang......

On the shooting range. The freshmen participating in the military training are practicing live-fire target shooting, and this academy was originally undertaken by the Military Commission, so the main teaching mode of the academy is also biased towards militarized management. It is not only about martial arts, but also about many military combat and theoretical courses. Target shooting is naturally an essential subject in the college.

"Xiang Cen, your martial arts have finally become incorporated? And I didn't expect your spear skills to be so superb, even better than that Lin Da B in the army!" Yu Qingcheng stood next to the shooting range, watching Xiang Cen holding an old-fashioned five-four pistol, actually shooting a moving target at a distance of one hundred and twenty yards, and the gun hit the red heart, she couldn't help but be surprised.

"This is also thanks to the help of the chief, otherwise I would not have been able to complete my martial arts cultivation, let alone know that I actually have some talent for spearmanship. Xiang Cen put the pistol on his finger and spun around, like a western cowboy in the country. Boxing masters are generally not very good at modern weapons, after all, there is only one person who is good at it, and it is difficult to use it with one mind.

But Xiang Cen has a certain talent for health cultivation, but he doesn't know anything about actual combat fighting, and he was born to be beaten. However, when he entered the military academy, as soon as he touched the gun, it seemed that his whole talent had been developed, and he became a sharpshooter in just one year, so it was logical to become the shooting instructor of the academy.

A master of chemical strength, a god-shaped machine, if he masters firearms, it is simply an unimaginable existence. Even the current Yu Qingcheng is not sure to dodge Xiang Cen's bullets, after all, no matter how high his martial arts are, he is flesh and blood, and it is impossible to be faster than the firing speed of a firearm. Yu Qingcheng was able to dodge bullets, relying on the determination of ballistic trajectories, not faster than bullets.

"But Xiang Cen, the best sniper rifle in the army should be a rifle, why do you like to use a pistol? I heard Lin Da B say that the shooting distance of a pistol is not ideal. ”

Xiang Cen smiled: "This depends on the opportunity." Today's weapons are all produced by assembly line operations in arsenals, and for every 1,000 pistols made, there is a possibility that two or three defective products will appear and then destroyed. But in the same way, for every 1,000 pistols, there may also be a special pistol with a precision of 100, which I developed after studying many firearms with Master Xu. The pistol with the most complete accuracy is May Fourth!"

"I didn't expect that your study of firearms has actually reached this level!" Yu Tingcheng was also stunned, the so-called doing a line of love and love, this Xiang Cen's practice of gunsmithing is also obsessed to a certain level.

In any profession, only perseverance will have results.

After returning to work, Yu Chengcheng seems to be much calmer than before, his temperament is much more restrained, he is more kind and polite, and he gradually begins to have a sense of returning to the truth. Because after working together with Cheng Rui again, Yu Tingcheng found a sense of belonging, and he was willing to work in this academy for the rest of his life.

This year, the boxers in the academy have also made great progress, even Pang Xinglong, their level has also been greatly improved, and the students in the academy are also very sufficient, and their careers give people a feeling of prosperity.

What cheered up Yu Chengcheng's spirits, as well as Lord Chen, finally reopened their dock business. Although the bonus was re-distributed in November, and it was only more than 100,000, it made Yu Tingcheng feel that his future life had been settled, and there was the constant righteousness of his friends in the rivers and lakes.

"Chief, people from the Wushu Association came to visit, saying that they wanted to exchange the business model of the academy with us. And the people who came this time are really amazing, they are all the signboards of the major martial arts academies now, and even the people from Shaolin Wudang have come over as promised!" Yu Tingcheng looked very happy and said, "Great, hurry up and welcome, I just want to communicate with everyone!"

"Allure, you must teach those guys a good lesson, so that they don't dare to make trouble again. Cheng Rui stood beside Yu Qingcheng and couldn't help but put forward her own suggestions, she was very unhappy with these people who often ruined the atmosphere.

Yu Tingcheng just smiled and said: "Silly girl, people are just here to communicate, not to open a dock competition, what we have to do is to talk about martial arts first." Besides, there is no end to learning any skill in the world, and even if other people's martial arts skills are not as good as mine, I may not be able to learn from them! Since I have decided to work hard here, of course I hope to have a good relationship with these people, and at most I can learn from them. ”

Soon, Yu Chengcheng and Cheng Rui, as well as Master Xu, plus Pang Xinglong, Xiang Cen and other coaches of the academy, as well as Hu Saien and Kahn, who came from Pakistan and □ countries to do exchanges, came to the academy's living room together. This year, the college has also done a lot of repairs, no longer as shabby as before, in addition to the renovated playground and teaching building, the living room also has the scale of the Tianjue Guoshu Museum.

A hall of more than 100 square meters, antique and antique, decorated in the style of a Republic of China boxing gym. Outside the hall, there is also a courtyard, with green tiles and red bricks, and a big tree that covers the sky, so that everyone who comes here can feel a kind of grandeur.

As soon as Yu Qingcheng and the others walked out of the hall, they saw Ren Changyuan and others, but Rao Yi, who really held the real power and had the most solemn status, was not among them today. Yu Tingcheng also heard from Master Xu that Rao Yi had retired and was ready to move overseas, so it was Ren Changyuan who came to exchange this time. With him were also the old cannons of the Tianjue National Art Museum, including Yu Qingping of the Shaolin faction and Yang Dakai of the Wudang faction.

Of course, the most striking thing is the help invited by these two people. On the left side of the procession were seven or eight men in robes, some with buns on their heads, apparently true monks. On the other side, there are monks wearing orange-red straight accents and bright heads, and these monks are very numerous, there are twenty or thirty of them. Walking through the courtyard to the door of the living room, everyone saw Yu Chengcheng wearing the colonel's military uniform at a glance.

An older monk next to him whispered something to Ren Changyuan, and Ren Changyuan also replied, and then they nodded. Obviously, these people don't really believe in what kind of joy this Yu Qingcheng is, but Ren Changyuan has been reminding them not to take it lightly.

"Oh, welcome, welcome, it turns out that the leaders of the Martial Arts Association are here, it's really brilliant!" Although Yu Chengcheng is the curator, the real dean of the academy is Master Xu, so naturally he stepped forward to greet him first. Ren Changyuan, the old monk, and an old Taoist shook hands with Master Xu respectively, Ren Changyuan smiled: "After more than a year, we only came to visit, and we are really too busy with work." Dean Xu, don't you mind?"

"Where, please, please!" Master Xu hurriedly got out of the way and invited everyone into the living room, letting the group sit one by one, and the waiter also served tea and snacks. Yu Tingcheng and Cheng Rui also sat at the head of Master Xu, and opposite, Ren Changyuan, as well as the leading monk and Lao Dao, also sat down at the head of the row opposite. Looking at the posture of these people, it is obvious that they are also the leaders of the Wushu Association and the Sports Committee.

However, such an official authority is of no use to Yu Qingcheng. She has been on the battlefield for a few days, and her mentality is completely different from that of these people who are engaged in fitness and won gold medals. Of course, on the surface, Yu Tingcheng is still very polite, because she has been looking forward to a big faction like Shaolin Wudang, where a hidden master can appear, and she has been learning and communicating with her to explore a higher realm.

"This junior must be the political commissar Yu of the Juemen Martial Arts School, right?" After sitting down, the old monk glanced at Yu Qingcheng and nodded slightly, revealing a senior posture.

"Lao Wei is the first deacon of the Shaolin Temple monks, of course, this is only a title within our company. He is a member of the political □ of the National Wushu Association, deputy director of the Political □, a deputy to the National People's Congress, and a member of the National Buddhist □ Association. This time, on behalf of the Shaolin Temple, I will conduct teaching exchanges with your institute, and of course, I will also exchange fighting. I hope we can learn from each other's strengths and make progress together. ”

"Hello, Elder Yongxing. Yu Qingcheng stood up, saluted, and sat down again.

At this time, the old Taoist also said: "Director Yu, Poor Dao is the head of Wudang □ Hall, surnamed Li, Dao name Quanshan, also a member of the political □ of the National Sports Association, director of the political □, a deputy to the National People's Congress, and a member of the National Dao □ Association. This time, together with Shaolin Temple, there are also representatives of other martial arts schools and sports schools, who came to communicate with your college. I am confident that this exchange will be a complete success!"

"Hello, Chief Izumiyama. Yu Qingcheng got up again and saluted, and then sat down. After that, Ren Changyuan introduced other visitors, and Yu Chengcheng also received them one by one. Although it is a modern society, many of the visitors are working in the system, and the officials are not small, but the exchanges in the martial arts world always have a little bit of the martial arts world, introducing each other, serving tea, and finally finishing the etiquette.

After sitting down, Yu Tingcheng began to give full play to his old profession and began to do ideological and political work for these people, and he should focus on economic development and the building of spiritual civilization. What should we do to break feudal superstitions, arm our brains with a scientific outlook on thought, dare to innovate, dare to work hard, and resolutely put an end to the dross and poison the modern fighting concept...... Ren Changyuan and they had to respond one by one.

Since it's communication, you have to be able to talk.

Of course, these people are also mixed officialdom, and they must be able to talk about it, but they are here to smash the scene today, and they are not in the mood to talk nonsense with Yu Tingcheng here. Finally, Ren Changyuan couldn't help but say: "Director Yu, you just talked about a lot of modern business models, but the friends of the Wushu Association and the Sports Committee are more interested in your training mode of fighting. Can we focus a little bit closer to that?"

"Oh, fighting? My understanding of fighting is also theory and actual combat, both hands should be hard, and modern scientific concepts are used to explain some traditional martial arts thinking patterns. Yu Tingcheng heard this, of course he knew what Ren Changyuan wanted to do. He pulled such a large number of people over, just to come over and smash the field, beat himself to the ground, and let the academy close.

Sure enough, a coach from the sports committee next to him listened to it and couldn't help but say: "Then Director Yu, can you communicate with us, what is actual combat like anymore?"