Chapter Ninety-Nine: Yangfeng Martial Arts Pavilion
Along the way, Ji Caiwei kept asking about Jiang Ning's situation, Jiang Ning felt quite fresh for a while, this Ji Caiwei just didn't have a very bright brain, maybe the cultivation had damaged the brain, but he was still very enthusiastic, and these questions were not utilitarian, Jiang Ning picked something that could be talked about casually, and then went straight to the Yangfeng Martial Arts Hall that Ji Caiwei said.
Looking at Ji Caiwei's energetic appearance, Jiang Ning suddenly felt that the world was surprisingly beautiful.
This season, Caiwei is like a little girl next door, giving people a warmth like a spring breeze. Jiang Ning is an only son and has no sister, Ji Caiwei gives him a sister-like feeling.
Jiang Ning suddenly realized that he couldn't always cultivate every day, and he had to walk around when he had time, see the beauty and warmth of this world, and enjoy the gifts that life gave him.
Life is short, even if you are a martial artist, your lifespan is always limited, in addition to cultivation, your total life is similar to most people, you really have to learn to enjoy life, and contact with life can also eliminate the boredom of cultivation.
Life is still long, if you don't have fun, then this life is too boring?
There are twenty-four hours in a day, of which five or six hours are sleeping, five or six hours are practicing, and there are more than ten hours left, and it is impossible for me to draw all the inscriptions, so I have to have some fun for myself. Now I still have books to read, but once I am past my student days, a martial artist like myself has no work to pass the time, and I don't like to play games, and I don't talk about friends, and sometimes I really don't know what else to do.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ning suddenly felt a faint sense of anxiety in his heart.
However, his anxiety didn't last long, and soon they arrived at the Yangfeng Martial Arts Pavilion.
Similar to other training institutions, Yangfeng Martial Arts Hall also has three floors, and there is only one store on the lower floor, which is responsible for reception, recording, and basic introduction. The second floor is a hall where the trainees are trained, next to some training equipment and resting places for the trainees, and the third floor is the office and conference room.
For a room as large as this, in this area of Jiangbei, the rent for a month alone will cost at least about 200,000 yuan.
In other words, if you can't recruit seven or eight students, the martial arts hall will have to make a loss-making deal.
And that's not even counting the wear and tear of equipment, daily expenses, and salaries for staff and coaches.
Pulling open the glass door, the woman at the counter inside saw Ji Caiwei and immediately smiled: "Caiwei is back." ”
Then he looked at Jiang Ning with a smile, and his face showed enthusiasm: "This is a new batch of students?" ”
"No, no, no," Ji Caiwei said repeatedly, "He's not a student yet, he just wants to come and see." ”
"Oh?" The woman's eyes lit up slightly, and the smile on her face became even brighter, "Then go up to the second floor and take a look?" ”
Ji Caiwei asked, "Is Coach Li Xin here?" ”
"Yes," replied the woman, "it's only been a little over an hour, and I'm guessing I'm teaching them combat techniques and something." ”
With that, she walked forward and went straight to the second floor. Jiang Ning looked around and found that it was quite clean, and some of the small ornaments in the room were more exquisite, more elegant, less rough, and the overall sense was good, at least it was not comparable to the third-rate martial arts hall.
But this martial arts hall may have only opened for a short time, Jiang Ning glanced at the corner, and saw some traces of shoddy work, or it may be that the funds are limited, and the bottom layer of the reception counter has the paint film peeling off, as if it has been eroded by water. The room is also very general, using the most common energy-saving lamps on the market, maybe more than ten or twenty yuan a piece, the house wiring is also relatively rough, and the corners can also see the wires painted with powdered paint.
The staircase from the first floor to the second floor is also relatively narrow, and the railings are not decorated, but the walls are covered with wallpaper, which is full of mottled marks.
When he was still on the ground floor, Jiang Ning heard movement from upstairs, and he followed the two upstairs together. The second floor is about 300 square meters, the whole is relatively spacious, there are about forty middle school students in the middle who are listening carefully, in front of them, there is a young man standing Sven, he stands next to a whiteboard, he is writing and drawing on the whiteboard, while explaining some basic overview of martial arts.
The woman led Jiang Ning to the side of the sofa and sat down, and then poured juice.
Jiang Ning leaned on the sofa and quietly watched the young man named Li Xin explain.
Most of the content he explained was something Jiang Ning had been exposed to in school, but he explained it more thoroughly and more plainly.
It can be seen that Li Xin has real talent and learning, and Jiang Ning may be stronger than him in cultivation, but in terms of theory, he is really not Li Xin's opponent.
However, there is a specialization in the art industry, and Jiang Ning's current focus still has to be on specific cultivation.
Ji Caiwei sat down beside her, she held the water cup in both hands, yawned while looking at Li Xin with adoring eyes, and said to Jiang Ning without turning her head: "How is it?" Our Brother Li Xinge said it well, right? ”
Jiang Ning nodded: "It's pretty good, it's very suitable for them." ”
"Coach Li Xin is the youngest coach we have here, and his theory is also the most solid, and we wasted a lot of effort to hire him."
"So," Jiang Ning asked with a smile, "You called me here so that I could be a coach for these students?" ”
Ji Caiwei's face flushed, but then she recovered and said, "Isn't it okay? ”
"Okay, yes, but—" Jiang Ning's words changed, "how are you going to pay me?" ”
"Talking about money hurts feelings!"
Jiang Ning suddenly came to his senses: "This Yangfeng Martial Arts Hall is opened by your family?" ”
"It's not." Ji Caiwei immediately shook her head.
Jiang Ning was immediately confused, but before he could ask, Ji Caiwei said again: "But it's about the same, it's opened by a good friend of my father, but my family has always taken care of it." ”
"All the time?" Jiang Ning frowned.
"Hmm." Ji Caiwei nodded, "We have been open for many years, but we were all in Kaiyun District before, and we only moved here recently." ”
"Oh." Jiang Ning suddenly, picked up the juice and took a sip, and asked casually, "Many of you coaches have retired from the city guards?" ”
"That's right," Ji Caiwei was a little proud when she said this, "We have a total of thirteen coaches, and nine of them are from the city guards. ”
Jiang Ning showed an admiring expression: "That must have cost a lot of money, right?" ”
"I don't know about this," Ji Caiwei said with a smile, "I don't care much about this, and it doesn't have much to do with me anyway." ”
Jiang Ning twisted his body, adjusted his sitting posture, and said with a smile: "In the past ten years, there have not been many retired members of the City Guards, how did you convince them to come to you as coaches?" ”