The next moment, Chen Xuan had a clear understanding of the physical fitness of the group of people next to him through the scanning of particle contact lenses.

That hall master was a high-level martial artist.

Many faculty members are in the range of 3.0-4.0 in terms of physical fitness.

The young sparring partner is a beginner at the level of an amateur high-level martial artist.

Only the middle-aged man who was dressed simply, was an ordinary amateur mid-level martial artist.

His little physical fitness, to put it bluntly, is just an ordinary adult, without any outstanding points!

"No wonder, no wonder ......"

Retracting his gaze, Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "No wonder he doesn't dare to offend anyone, it turns out that he is just a sparring partner of an amateur mid-level martial artist!"

Chen Xuan knew very well that it was difficult for an amateur mid-level martial artist-level sparring partner to gain a firm foothold, even in a small martial arts hall.

If you make the slightest mistake, you may be fired!

There's no way, the sparring of the amateur mid-level martial artist is too commonplace...... Anywhere on the street, you can find a large group of people who are stronger than middle-aged people!

In this way, the students in that small martial arts hall would inevitably be more inclined to find the young sparring partner if they had a choice.

Then, it is conceivable that Chen Xuan, a middle-aged man in simple clothes, will not have a good business, and he will inevitably face the danger of being directly fired at any time.

Under such circumstances, Chen Xuan can also understand why this simplely dressed middle-aged man behaved so "humble" at the dinner.

Even, even in the face of a young man who was a sparring partner like him, he always nodded his head, not daring to offend in the slightest.

Of course, Chen Xuan just sighed a little, and soon continued to enjoy this delicious hot pot meal with his family.

"Qingqing, come, eat some spinach!"

"No drinks, it's too sweet!"

"Qingqing, why do I feel that you eat more than my aunt?

............

In this way, the family was overjoyed to eat, and time passed quickly minute by minute.

In the blink of an eye, this wonderful dinner of Chen Xuan's family has come to an end.

The little guy touched his little belly and leaned on Huo Tianyu's arms, looking very satisfied, and kept giggling.

As for Huo Lingyu, she also eats very happily and enjoys it.

"I'll go to the bathroom, and then we'll go home!"

After pursing his lips and smiling, Chen Xuan got up leisurely and entered the bathroom of this self-service hot pot after a while.

............

Half a minute later.

When Chen Xuan finished washing his hands and was about to leave, he saw the middle-aged man in simple clothes next to him answering the phone in the bathroom.

is different from the "humble" seen before, but this middle-aged man at this moment is particularly proud.

The corners of his mouth are full of smiles, and his expression is full of pride!

"Don't worry, Dad's work is getting smoother and smoother!"

The middle-aged man said quite complacently: "Recently, several new students have come to our martial arts hall, and my business has gradually increased......

"This month, Dad is estimated to earn 6,000 yuan!"

"The old injury on the arm, it's okay, it's okay, it hasn't recurred at all recently, and Dad bought medicinal wine, just wipe it!"

"In short, don't worry about Dad, Dad's health is fine!"

"Shouldn't the living expenses be enough, right? Dad will call you 1,000 with Daqian Internet Bank when he goes back after eating!"

"You're in college in Yanjing, and your dad can't be with you, but you also have to eat good and use good food, you know?"

"By the way, I bought a coat in Daqian Mall yesterday and will send it to you tomorrow!"

"It's autumn recently, you have to wear a coat when you go out, otherwise you will catch a cold easily!"

............

The middle-aged man kept talking, and Chen Xuan on the side was moved.

He knew that this was a middle-aged sparring partner talking to his daughter who was studying in Yanjing.

And through the middle-aged man's expression and eyes, Chen Xuan can clearly feel his fatherly love for his daughter!

"Although this middle-aged man is not a qualified sparring partner, he ...... He's definitely a good father!"

After muttering like this, Chen Xuan's heart suddenly moved, and then he raised a smile, left the bathroom directly, and returned to his seat.

"Go home now?" Huo Tianyu asked as soon as he sat down.

"Nope. Chen Xuan shook his head slowly, "I still have to do something here!"

"What's the matter here?" Huo Tianyu suddenly raised her eyebrows, quite curious.

"You'll find out later!" Chen Xuan replied.

............

After a while, the middle-aged sparring partner also ended the call, returned to Chen Xuan's neighbor seat, and continued to drink and laugh with the people in the same seat.

With a slight gaze, Chen Xuan noticed that the middle-aged sparring partner had a lot of bruises on his arms, neck, etc.

There is no doubt that these bruises were all formed by him in the process of being a sparring partner!

After all, there are no eyes for fists and feet, and those students don't know how to recruit very well, plus the physical fitness level of middle-aged people is already low...... In the process of such a sparring session, the middle-aged person is injured a little, which is a normal thing!

"That's it!"

After thinking for a while, Chen Xuan got up directly, walked to the side seat with a calm expression, and said to the middle-aged man with a smile: "This gentleman, I have a position here that is very suitable for you, let's talk about it now?"

"Huh?" Chen Xuan's sudden words caught the middle-aged man off guard, and he was directly stunned.

As for the group of people sitting together, especially the hall master of the small martial arts hall, their faces immediately became gloomy.

Although middle-aged people are dispensable to him, and he has never looked down on middle-aged people, but he, the master of the martial arts hall of a high-ranking martial artist, can't tolerate someone soliciting his martial arts hall employees in front of him!

This made him feel very shameless!

The field must be restored!

"What do you mean, brother!"

His eyes condensed slightly, and the hall master of the Little Martial Arts Hall immediately asked Chen Xuan in a deep voice, "Are you going to give me the thunderbolt the rest of the plane?"

"No, I just wanted to talk to this gentleman. ”

Slowly uncovering his mask, Chen Xuan said very casually: "Pavilion Master Yuping, right? I guess, you shouldn't mind, right?"

Hearing this, the owner of the Yu Ping Pavilion, nicknamed the Thunderbolt, almost couldn't help but slap the table and scold Chen Xuan angrily.

They are even ready to do something to Chen Xuan!

However, when he saw Chen Xuan's face, all the words he wanted to say immediately held back!