Chapter 63: Named Disciples
The biggest benefit of being backed by a company is resources.
Now that Mu Rong and Hua Yi have fallen out, the already small resources have been directly cut off.
This "Big Guy" is his only resource at present, and of course he will not let it go.
After agreeing, he asked about the time of the audition and hung up the phone.
But after hanging up the phone, he couldn't help frowning.
He won the opportunity to audition, but the location of the audition was in Xiangjiang, and he is now in Beiping.
After being cheated by Hua Yi for commissions and bonuses, he is now so poor that he is dingling.
Not to mention that he bought a plane ticket and flew over, he couldn't afford to take a train to Shencheng.
Unless he sells the Rolex, which is not yet hot.
He didn't want to sell his watch, at least not yet.
He had other plans.
Pulling out a business card from his pocket, he made a phone call and went out: "Do you have time to meet?" ”
That night, in the private room of the Tycoon nightclub, Mu Rong saw the bald fat man named Xu Zhiqiang again.
"Mr. Mu, I knew you would definitely contact me!"
Xu Zhiqiang was excited.
He knew very well that the reason why Mu Rong contacted him was definitely not to come to him for a drink, but because of the incident he mentioned last time.
Mu Rong's fierce fighting power on that day is still fresh in his memory to this day, and if that happens, he may really be able to witness the rise of a top martial arts master!
"Let's talk about the boxing match you said last time!"
Mu Rong didn't want to waste time, so he asked directly.
"Good!"
Xu Zhiqiang nodded and explained: "At present, there are only two large-scale formal fighting competitions in the world, one is the UFC of the beautiful country, and the other is the K-1 of the small day country.
UFC is mixed martial arts, fighters fight in an octagonal cage, fighters of any genre of martial arts can play, except for some bad foul moves and cheating behavior, there are not many restrictions, just knock the opponent down.
K-1 is a more kickboxing competition with more restrictions, the most obvious difference being that you can't use throws and knuckles like wrestling and judo. ”
Listening to his explanation, Mu Rong thought thoughtfully: "I feel that this UFC is more interesting!" ”
"It's a little more exciting, but it's also more dangerous!"
Xu Zhiqiang explained: "And the prize money of K-1 is higher than that of the UFC, last year's UFC championship prize was only 50,000 US dollars, but the K-1 championship prize was 400,000 US dollars, which is equivalent to more than 3.6 million yuan!" ”
Mu Rong raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that K-1 was much more interesting than UFC.
Glancing at Xu Zhiqiang, he suddenly asked: "You know the market so well, how can you still be deceived by your tutor?" ”
Xu Zhiqiang smiled embarrassedly: "Of course I understand the foreign market, I can see it on TV and magazines, but there is no such competition in China, I can only find it privately, I don't know much about it." ”
Mu Rong was noncommittal, and asked, "If I want to participate in this K-1 competition, how do I do it?" ”
This is the main topic that Xu Zhiqiang came to talk about today, he heard Mu Rong ask, and immediately explained: "The scale of the K-1 competition is very large, there are sub-stations in various countries, our sub-station is on the Xiangjiang side, if you want to participate, you can go to Xiangjiang to register, after becoming the champion, you can participate in the quarterfinals and compete for the championship of the finals." ”
Xiangjiang branch race? Isn't that just the right way to go?
Mu Rong was a little moved.
Seeing him pondering, Xu Zhiqiang immediately struck while the iron was hot, and asked tentatively, "Why don't I arrange it for you?" ”
Glancing at him, Mu Rong asked, "Do you want to learn boxing from me?" ”
Xu Zhiqiang was stunned for a moment, then stood up in surprise, and nodded again and again: "I want to learn!" I want to learn! ”
"You have a very poor foundation, and you're too old to learn anything, do you know that?"
"I'm not too old, am I?"
Xu Zhiqiang hesitated: "I am only twenty-eight years old this year. ”
"What?"
Mu Rong's eyes widened, looking at the barbed wire fence around him, the bald head of the skating rink in the middle, and asked in a lost voice: "You are twenty-eight years old?" ”
"No way, it runs in families."
Xu Zhiqiang wiped his bald head in embarrassment: "I look a little rough, so I look older, but I can still look good when I lose weight." ”
“……”
Glancing at him speechlessly, Mu Rong shook his head: "Twenty-eight is also old, and the bones have long since died, and eight years old is almost the same." ”
"Alas!"
Xu Zhiqiang sighed: "I also know that people who are almost thirty years old have only started to learn boxing, and it must be too late, but I don't expect to learn how good I can be, as long as I can strengthen my body, protect myself when I encounter danger, and then I can pretend to be a little B in normal times, I am very satisfied." ”
Hearing his request, Mu Rong tugged at the corners of his mouth.
If he only had this pursuit, then Mu Rong would still be satisfied.
At this age, you can't practice any famous internal skills, but you can still achieve some achievements by practicing some horizontal outer martial arts.
Mu Rong raised his eyes and looked at him and asked: "I can teach you, within three years, let you have a horizontal practice of kung fu, three or five people can't get close, it's no problem, but can you endure hardship?" ”
Xu Zhiqiang pointed to his weather-beaten face: "I can bear the hardships of life, but I am still afraid of the hardships of practice?" ”
“……”
Mu Rong was speechless for a while.
Rubbing the handrail, Mu Rong nodded and said, "Okay, I'll accept you as a registered disciple first." ”
"Really?"
Xu Zhiqiang knelt in front of Mu Rong excitedly, and kowtowed repeatedly: "Thank you, Master!" ”
Mu Rong raised his foot and kicked him lightly on his knee, and his whole body jumped.
"Don't be in a hurry to call me master first, the named disciple is an apprentice, and I am not your master yet."
Xu Zhiqiang smiled and asked, "Then how can I officially apprentice?" ”
Mu Rong took a sip of tea and explained: "I'll teach you a set of basic skills first, and you have to learn it well before I can teach you the real thing." ”
Xu Zhiqiang promised again and again: "I will definitely study hard!" ”
"Okay, remember what you said."
Mu Rong nodded and said, "Go back and find a piece of cloth, roll it up, roll it into a cloth stick, whip it yourself, whip it from head to toe, don't let go of any inch of area, smoke it for a month first." ”
"Huh?"
Xu Zhiqiang was puzzled: "Why am I smoking myself when I'm idle?" Being beaten is also practice? ”
"If you want to learn to beat someone, learn to be beaten first!"
Mu Rong glared at him before explaining: "This is an introductory practice method for horizontal kung fu, if you don't want to learn it, forget it." ”
"I want to learn! I want to learn! ”
Xu Zhiqiang asked with a smile: "What kind of kung fu is horizontal practice?" Isn't it amazing? ”
"It's an iron cloth shirt, which increases the ability to resist hits."
Mu Rong explained casually.
"Golden bell jar, iron cloth shirt?"
Xu Zhiqiang asked excitedly: "After this kung fu is practiced, can you really be invulnerable?" ”
Mu Rong said with a smile: "Even if you practice, you will be flesh and blood, and bullets can't stop it, but it will definitely be thicker than your current skin."
After you practice, even if your business goes bankrupt, you can still go to the street to perform a show where you break a boulder in your chest, stab your throat with a steel gun, or break a wooden stick in your arm to support your family. ”
"That's not bad!"
Xu Zhiqiang listened with fascination.
"Okay, you go back and practice hard, and then help me book a booking ticket to Xiangjiang."
"What day?"
Xu Zhiqiang retracted his thoughts and asked.
"The day after tomorrow."
Mu Rong added: "By the way, help me find a reliable lawyer, I have to consult some questions." ”