After having dinner at Hong Zhennan's house, Qin Zhiyong got up and left. Hong Zhennan personally sent him outside the door.

Qin Zhiyong did not go back to his residence, but went to the newspaper.

There is still some work to be done in the newspaper. In this era, there is no labor law, and overtime is common.

Some people want to work, they want to work overtime, but they can't do it.

People who have a job, no matter how hard and tired they are, have no complaints. The people of this era are very capable of enduring hardships.

When I came to the newspaper office, the house was brightly lit.

None of us have left work yet.

Surprisingly, Qin Zhiyong met an acquaintance "Zhou Guangyao".

Zhou Guangyao is the son of Foshan entrepreneur Zhou Qingquan. Unexpectedly, he went to work at Qin Zhiyong's part-time newspaper.

When Zhou Guangyao was in Foshan, he went to Foshan Restaurant to eat, and he and Qin Zhiyong had several encounters. Seeing Qin Zhiyong, Zhou Guangyao was also very happy.

"Mr. Qin." Zhou Guangyao couldn't help but stand up from his chair and shouted excitedly.

Qin Zhiyong walked up to him and said, "Guangyao, I didn't expect you to work in the same newspaper as me. When did it come? ”

Zhou Guangyao said: "This afternoon. The president agreed to hire me. ”

In the afternoon, Qin Zhiyong was in class at school. Didn't come to the newspaper.

Qin Zhiyong said: "When I was in Foshan, I heard that your kid is a top student. Well done. I believe that in the future, there will be a place for you in Hong Kong's newspaper and media circles. We'll talk again when we're done with work. ”

"Hmm." Zhou Guangyao nodded.

Qin Zhiyong sat in his place, and there were a lot of press releases on the desktop. These drafts have to be reviewed by him, and some drafts still need to be revised. The workload takes at least three hours to complete.

It's seven o'clock in the evening. You can't get off work until 10 p.m. at the earliest.

Qin Zhiyong took out a pen and annotated on the manuscript paper. The brush words he writes can only be regarded as decent, but after learning the brush words, he can write the pen words again, which is like a tiger with wings.

The words written by Qin Zhiyong with a pen are all upright small letters, which make people feel clean and pleasing to the eye at first glance.

Gou is new, every day is new, and every day is new.

Great oaks from little acorns grow..

Qin Zhiyong requires himself to make a little progress every day. Even if this little progress is so insignificant. But ten days later, a hundred days later, that's a big step forward.

Whether it is mind cultivation, self-cultivation, or work, Qin Zhiyong must strive for excellence. It's like a knife in cooking, simple, but never-ending.

Once Qin Zhiyong enters the work state, he will appear focused.

The surrounding environment, the impact on him, can be said to be minimal. Unlike before, a slight interruption can take him out of his state of concentration.

This is the effect of his spiritual cultivation being raised to the realm of "concentration".

A colleague next to him asked Zhou Guangyao, "Guangyao, you and Teacher Qin have known each other before?" ”

Zhou Guangyao nodded and said, "Yes." When I was in Foshan, I often met with Mr. Qin. My dad and Mr. Qin are friends. Mr. Qin's cooking skills are amazing, and he is also a master of Taijiquan......"

Zhou Guangyao told his colleagues about Qin Zhiyong's situation. There was pride in his tone. Qin Zhiyong is not from Foshan, but he Zhou Guangyao and Qin Zhiyong both came to Hong Kong from Foshan.

When they met in Hong Kong at this moment, Zhou Guangyao naturally felt close in his heart.

The colleague was surprised: "Tai Chi Grandmaster? The top master of Foshan martial arts? It's not that mysterious. Qin Zhiyong is a part-time editor of our newspaper and a Chinese language teacher in a middle school. If you want to say that his articles are well-written and learned, then I believe it. However, if you say that he is a martial arts master, I will definitely not believe it. Teacher Qin's polite appearance looks like a person who knows martial arts. Zhou Guangyao, your imagination is very rich, it's a pity not to write novels. ”

Qin Zhiyong came to Hong Kong and devoted himself to the study of psychology and Chinese studies, focusing on improving his psychological quality. Martial arts and boxing skills have not been revealed at all, and of course, there is no need to show them.

The great master of martial arts is very mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people. But Qin Zhiyong felt that martial arts skills were actually nothing remarkable.

A true master of the mind, a scientist, who can benefit mankind, is truly great.

Zhou Guangyao was a little annoyed, his colleagues didn't believe his words.

You know, what you're saying is the truth.

Qin Zhiyong used his wits to kill Sato and those gendarmes and fled from the Japanese military camp. At that time, it caused a great sensation in Foshan.

Zhou Guangyao wanted to explain. But then he shook his head secretly, since the other party didn't believe it, no matter how much he explained, it would be in vain.

Writing a novel?

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Zhou Guangyao decided to write about Mr. Qin's deeds in Foshan in the form of a novel and serialize it in the newspaper. A martial arts master like Mr. Qin should not be unknown, but should be famous all over the world.

Qin Zhiyong finished reviewing the last draft, and it happened to be ten o'clock in the evening.

Handing over the manuscript paper to an editor, Qin Zhiyong said, "The manuscript has been reviewed." I changed everything that didn't make sense. It can be used for typesetting and publishing. ”

The editor said, "Mr. Qin, your work efficiency is really high. Okay, I'll send the manuscript to the printing house right now, and the workers will typeset and print it overnight. Tomorrow morning, these articles will be in the newspapers. ”

Qin Zhiyong nodded and smiled: "Then I'll get off work." ”

The editor said, "Okay. Teacher Qin, you go back and rest first. ”

Qin Zhiyong walked to Zhou Guangyao's side and asked, "Guangyao, are you done?" ”

Zhou Guangyao said: "Mr. Qin, I have just finished my work. ”

Qin Zhiyong smiled slightly and said, "Then let's go." Work. ”

………………

Out of the newspaper office, Zhou Guangyao's stomach made a sound.

Qin Zhiyong said: "Hungry." Let's go, I'll treat you to supper. ”

Zhou Guangyao nodded, not polite.

Qin Zhiyong took Zhou Guangyao to a food stall and ordered a few dishes. Zhou Guangyao ate quickly and gobbled up a little.

Qin Zhiyong said: "Guangyao, eat slowly." Meals were not enough, we ordered again. ”

Zhou Guangyao burst into tears, and while eating, he said, "Mr. Qin, I still had something to eat last night." I haven't eaten all day today. If you are hungry and can't stand it, you drink plain water. ”

"My dad was hit with a bullet by the Japanese and his mind was not clear. When I arrived in Hong Kong, if it weren't for Uncle Wen's help, my dad and I would have slept on the street. But Uncle Wen's family is also having a hard time now, and it is said that they can't even pay the rent, utilities, and bills......"

Qin Zhiyong patted Zhou Guangyao's shoulder and said gently: "Men should be self-reliant. Shine brightly, be stronger. The days of suffering will eventually pass. It will slowly get better in the future. Ate a late-night supper. I'm going with you to visit your father. ”

Zhou Guangyao wiped away his tears and nodded, "Hmm." After eating, I will take Mr. Qin there. ”

Qin Zhiyong asked, "By the way, where did Master Ye and his family live in Hong Kong?" ”

………………

In a dark and narrow house, Qin Zhiyong saw Zhou Qingquan.

Zhou Qingquan was lying on the bed, already asleep.

At this moment, Zhou Qingquan, where does he still have the demeanor of a private entrepreneur back then, he is now a down-and-out and delirious old man.

Zhou Guangyao said: "Mr. Qin......"

Qin Zhiyong put his index finger on his mouth, made a gesture of "stop talking", and said softly: "Guangyao, be quiet." Don't disturb your father's sleep. ”

Qin Zhiyong sat on the edge of the bed, checked Zhou Qingquan's pulse, and shook his head secretly.

Zhou Qingquan's symptoms, Qin Zhiyong had no choice.

The brain is the most mysterious part of the human body, and Zhou Qingquan is that the brain has been injured and stimulated.

Qin Zhiyong's traditional Chinese medicine mainly studied pharmacology. Acupuncture is just scratching the surface. Even if Qin Zhiyong had a trace of internal strength and performed acupuncture, there was no possibility of curing Zhou Qingquan.

In this case, Zhou Qingquan can only rely on recuperation, hoping that one day a miracle will occur and his sanity will be restored.

Qin Zhiyong took out all the cash on his body, a total of more than eight hundred yuan, and put it on the dilapidated table.

Zhou Guangyao said: "Mr. Qin, how can I ask for your money? ”

Qin Zhiyong said: "You just arrived at the newspaper office, and you haven't received your salary yet. How can you live without money? Do you plan to skip meals every day and only drink plain water? Besides, your father is not in good health right now and needs to spend money. Just when I borrowed you and paid my salary, you will pay me back. ”

"I'll go back first."

"Guangyao, if you have difficulties, you must tell me. Don't hold it alone. ”

Zhou Guangyao said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Qin. ”

………………

When I got back to my accommodation, it was already midnight. Qin Zhiyong did not rest. He also had to study Analytic Geometry.

What you should see today, you must read it all.

The state of mind has reached the level of "fixed", and Qin Zhiyong has been able to enter a deep sleep state within two minutes. He only sleeps three or four hours a day, which is equivalent to eight or nine hours of sleep for ordinary people, which is enough to ensure that he is energetic.

Morning.

The sky was just dawning.

Qin Zhiyong got up to read.

Confucian scriptures should be read every day. Only in this way can we ensure that the state of mind does not regress.

When the spiritual realm reaches "certainty", it is not possible to sit back and relax.

The higher the state of mind, the more cautious you should be.

If you are not careful, you can't stand the temptation, and you will retreat. At that time, I wanted to regain my realm again, but it was very difficult.

As the saying goes, it is difficult for people to become good, but it only takes a moment for people to become bad.

As soon as the state of mind regresses, people will be mediocre and will learn badly.

Had breakfast.

Qin Zhiyong had no classes in the morning and had no plans to go to school. He bought some gifts and walked towards Ip Man's residence.

Ip Man is now a rented house on the roof of a building.

As soon as he stepped onto the rooftop, Qin Zhiyong saw Ye Man practicing boxing.

Hearing the footsteps, Ye Man thought that someone had come to learn boxing, and when he turned around and saw Qin Zhiyong, an expression of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"Mr. Qin!"

Ip Man shouted happily: "Yongcheng, Yongcheng, you come out quickly." It was Mr. Qin who came. ”

Zhang Yongcheng took Ye Zhun by the hand and walked out of the house.

Qin Zhiyong said with a smile: "Master Ye, Mrs. Ye, I haven't seen you for a long time. How's it going? ”

Ask for tickets, ask for collections.