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There are several persimmon trees planted in front of the dojo, which have never been pruned and grow very luxuriantly.

The round leaves are green and black, and the rough bark is weirdly twisted, as if it is showing off the vicissitudes and twists of its life to the sycamore opposite.

There are small green fruits hidden in the middle of the leaves, each like a small lantern.

This fruit can't be eaten, and it's very jerky in the mouth, and Hee Cheng tried it when he was young, and now that he thinks about it, he can still feel the bitter taste in his mouth.

Hee-sung took off his glasses and hat and put them in his backpack, pushed open the door and walked in, the hall was full of shouting as always.

The new students in the courtyard who were practicing the basic movements all looked at him with amazement, looking at this recently famous artist.

"Senior brother."

Hee Cheng bowed and greeted a man who was correcting the new student's new moves, this person was Jiang Zhuxing's disciple, who had won many honors on behalf of the gym, and now he was the resident teacher of the gym, and he was a professional taekwondo five-dan master.

"Hehe, junior brother, you're here, the master is inside," he smiled gently, adding, "When you see the master, be careful." ”

Is the master angry?

Since he was injured in the competition the year before last, Jiang Zhuxing has rarely gone down to play and did it himself.

If you want to teach yourself a lesson, you can just send a senior brother, when you offend him, it is worth him to do it himself.

Xicheng asked a few questions, but the senior brother didn't want to speak at all.

Jiang Zhuxing knelt in the center of the hall, his eyes slightly closed and motionless.

"Master, I'm here, how are you old man?" Hee Cheng knelt beside Jiang Zhuxing and said hello.

"You still know how to come here," Jiang Zhuxing's eyes opened a slit and looked at his little apprentice. A pair of big hands on his knees stretched up for no reason.

"I'm going to prepare for the college entrance examination recently," Hee Cheng didn't dare to say that there were too many announcements.

Like his grandfather, Jiang Zhuxing also hates his disciples to mix in the entertainment industry.

For the sake of this kid's debut, Jiang Zhuxing has not given Xicheng a good face in the past few months.

Cui Siyuan is okay, just an ordinary student of the gym. It doesn't matter if he goes. Ke Xicheng was his close disciple and taught for ten years.

"Well, go change your clothes and come out to see me again." The curator didn't seem to want to talk more, and after saying a few words, he ordered Hee Cheng to change into his practice clothes.

Hee-sung changed his clothes and came to him again.

At this time, Jiang Zhuxing finally stood up, and he put his hands in his sleeves. Walking towards the back hall with a steady pace.

When he was young, he once went to China to seek a teacher, and he practiced very steadily.

Hee-sung followed behind him with his hands down, feeling more and more apprehensive in his heart.

"Master......"

"What's the matter with me?"

"How does the master know that I have something to do with you?"

"Don't you have it all written on your face?" Jiang Zhuxing said disdainfully: "In "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", it is said that joy and anger are invisible, and it is easy to befriend heroes, and young people compete for them. People who want to achieve something should control their expressions. ”

"Yes, what the master taught was," Hee Cheng was awe-inspiringly taught. Respectfully accept the admonition.

"Tell me, what is the matter, you rarely ask me."

"Does the master have any money, lend me seven billion," Hee Sung knew that he didn't like to beat around the bush and be clever. So I made it clear directly.

"Hehe, sure enough, there is nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace," Jiang Zhuxing pulled the corners of his mouth mockingly.

"Master, only you can help me now." Hee Cheng pretended to be pitiful, "If you don't help me." I was at my wit's end. ”

"Help you, how could I not help you," Jiang Zhuxing sneered and said, "Before that, let's learn from each other first, let me see what progress you have made recently." ”

The layout of the Qingyun Daoist Hall is very magnificent, with a large courtyard in front, a hall in the middle, and four martial arts rooms in the back, covering a huge area, which shows that he, the hall owner, has indeed made a lot of money over the years.

Seven billion is a lot, but it can't help him.

Entering the Tianzi martial arts room on the left, Jiang Zhuxing closed the door with his backhand.

This martial arts room is dedicated to Jiang Zhuxing, and it is generally used to teach disciples, or to compete with peers who come to challenge them, and not to close the door disciples are not allowed to come in and watch.

Most of Xicheng's kung fu is taught by his senior brothers, but Jiang Zhuxing personally inspects his progress every once in a while.

Therefore, he didn't take it seriously this time.

The bad thing is here, he didn't take it seriously, but it doesn't mean that Jiang Zhuxing will show mercy.

Hee Sung only felt a violent soreness in his arm, and the whole person flew out.

He landed on the ground with one hand and rolled several times before stopping, the arm that had been kicked was so numb that he could barely lift it. If it were an ordinary person who was kicked, the kick would be enough to break a bone.

"Division...... Master," Hee Cheng endured the pain, constantly moving his arm, trying to make it come to consciousness as best he could.

Hee-sung didn't understand why the master was so ruthless, and now that he thinks about it, it seems that there were signs from the beginning.

"Hmph, this script is going to kick you in the head, for the sake of the master and apprentice, I will let you make half a move, boy, shoot!" Jiang Zhuxing let out a loud shout and slowly bullied towards the little apprentice.

Seeing this situation, Xicheng had to shake his spirits and use all his strength to maneuver.

By the time Jiang Zhuxing stopped, he had already been beaten to the point that he was not in shape: not only was his body scarred, but even several pieces of his face were bruised on the spot after being beaten.

This kind of abuse by Cheng Dù has not been endured by Xi Cheng for a long time.

He lay on the ground, not wanting to move, lest he get up and be kicked again.

Jiang Zhuxing stepped on Xicheng's back with one foot and scolded: "Boy, get up for me,"

"If you don't get up, you won't get up if you die," Hee Sung tricked and muttered, "Always give me a reason to know why I was beaten today." ”

"Hmph, you still asked me the reason, I listened to your opinion at the beginning, and let Senior Brother Guang do chores in the gym ......" Saying this, Jiang Zhuxing's forehead was full of green muscles, and he roared angrily: "He actually ...... actually made Soonyoung pregnant. ”

Hee Sung shrank his head, this is really a hornet's nest, I don't know if Officer Lee Guangda is still alive now.

"Hmph, I'm thinking about it. It's all because you gave me the mention in the first place, in vain I trusted you so much," Jiang Zhuxing gasped angrily, in fact, he was even more angry with himself, isn't this a living lure of wolves into the room.

"I was wrong. Master. How dare Xicheng tell the difference, honestly bow his head and admit his mistakes.

Sure enough, seeing that he was sincere, and he was beaten like this again. Jiang Zhuxing finally dissipated his anger, he walked to the futon in front of the altar and sat down cross-legged, and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me, what do you plan to do with the money?" ”

"There is a big deal, and you can double the money. I guarantee 100% certainty, master, I haven't looked for anyone, I only think about you old man," Xicheng lay on the ground, patting his ass very dogleggedly.

It can be seen that in front of more familiar people, he can occasionally make a glimpse of his tongue.

"Hmph, you just said I was the only one who could help you. Now he said that no one was looking for it, "How can this level of flattery hide from Jiang Zhuxing's eyes, but everyone loves to listen to good words, and he won't beat Xicheng again for this."

"My grandfather won't let people lend me money," Hee Sung scratched his head. looked very innocent, "I don't think anyone dares to lend me money except for the master, master, do you dare to borrow." You can get 10% of the money you earn. ”

Jiang Zhuxing only sneered and looked at him without speaking.

He doubted that Hee Sung's claim was 100% true. But angry that this kid really dares to think about it, and wants to fool the past with an achievement?

"Otherwise, master, no matter how much it is, it won't work, I'm really poor now......"

"Sancheng, I always have to prepare some milk powder money for my grandson who is about to be born," the curator said through gritted teeth, especially when he said his grandson, his expression was particularly complicated, and his eyes when he looked at Xicheng were almost vicious.

"Okay, okay, three achievements and three percent, it's my uncle's best of mind," Hee Cheng sat up from the ground with a grunt and readily agreed.

In fact, as long as it is not more than fifty percent, he will grit his teeth and borrow the money.

Seeing this kid like this, Jiang Zhuxing also knew that he was going to be less, but although he was greedy for money, he loved face more, and he couldn't do anything backsliding.

The master and apprentice neither wrote the contract nor signed the document, and Xicheng gave him an account number, which was considered to have completed all the steps of borrowing money.

After dealing with the business, the master and apprentice sat quietly and chatted.

Xicheng has been under pressure from his grandfather everywhere recently, and it is inevitable that he will complain a lot in his words, especially when he is forced to set up a studio today, he is particularly unhappy.

"A manly man, you have to have more backbone," Jiang Zhuxing said categorically: "Only by making achievements can you be respected, the one you have now, there are too many things from the family background, it is naturally easy to be swayed by others, if you want to be really comfortable, you must use your own hands to fight a bloody road." ”

"I've always been his grandson," Hee-sung retorted unconvinced.

The originally kind grandfather suddenly made a move on himself, not so much to hit his career, but to hurt his poor feelings.

"If it were me, I would probably do the same, look at the tone of my voice," Jiang Zhuxing said hatefully: "You are sixteen years old, and you still like to be coquettish so much, what is this called self-reliance." ”

"It's not often ......" is only occasionally good.

"Shut up, a man must have a manly bearing, economic self-reliance does not mean anything, at most it means that you will make money, the most important thing is spiritual self-reliance, it is self-reliance in dealing with people, do you think everyone will eat your set?"

Pretending to be innocent, selling cute, arrogant, cheating, lazy......

Jiang Zhuxing was very skeptical that he had done something wrong in his previous life, and he had only received such an apprentice in this life, look at his senior brothers, which one of them is not an iron-clad man.

"I was wrong," Hee Sung said so much that he couldn't lift his head.

Is he so bad, if he is really so bad, how can so many people like it, isn't the master also jealous of himself?

"Ah...... West, "It's a pity that there is no teacup around, or Jiang Zhuxing will definitely smash his head over," hold your chest high, give me a loud voice, like a tough man!" ”