Freshman Gym.

After eating, Mark drove here.

As soon as his car arrived, Mo Shan hurriedly greeted him. Mo Shan was a former student of the Kirsa Taekwondo Gym and was a handsome guy.

"Good evening, Coach Ma."

"Coach Ma, I'll help you get the bag."

"Coach Ma, I'll help you get water."

"Coach Ma, I'll help you arrange for them to warm up for tonight's training class."

"Coach Ma" Mo Shan looks like a dog. He wants to worship Mark as a teacher and want to learn the national art that he can really fight. Since Mark kicked out of the gym, he has become Mark's little fan brother, and has been pestering Mark, hoping that Mark will teach him actual combat national arts.

"Mo Shan, if you want to learn kung fu that can be used in actual combat, it is best to follow Coach Yang Maolin Yang to learn sanda, in fact, there are also moves of national art in sanda, which are more simple and practical, there is no need to learn Baguazhang with me, it is time-consuming and laborious and has little effect." Mark persuaded.

Modern society is more about efficiency, time is money, and everything needs to be done quickly. Therefore, all kinds of fast-food-style things are popular with everyone, while old-fashioned wine-style things are gradually being eliminated.

The same is true of martial arts, sanda and other training courses that can be completed quickly are very popular, while traditional martial arts that have been practiced for ten or twenty years are not cared for.

"Coach Ma, I don't think sanda is interesting, I still like Guoshu. Take me as a disciple. Mo Shan said with a smile. He's an exception, a bit of a traditional plot, and doesn't like fast food.

"No, my Baguazhang can't be passed on, and you don't want to learn Changquan, I don't have anything to teach you." Mark said casually. Mo Shan has been pestering Mark for a while, which also shows his sincerity, but Mark can't spread the gossip and can't look down on the money.

"Coach Ma, I'm very sincere, do you see two million lines?" Mo Shan leaned over to Mark and whispered. He doubled his original 1 million.

"Mo Shan, if you have this money, go outside and find the true inheritance of national arts, there are many people who teach you without so much. Didn't I tell you about a few martial arts gyms, they all have true legends. Mark frowned. Can he Mark be impressed by two million? Joke!

"Coach Ma, I've been to all the martial arts halls you mentioned, but I feel that they are not as good as you." Mo Shan said helplessly.

"That's because people don't show their faces, they don't let you see the real ability, you use your sincerity to learn, you will definitely be able to learn the real thing." Mark laughed. He thought to himself, "Not everyone can compare with me, I am now a national art master, but I am not an ordinary person." If you really want to learn the real thing, you have to add money! ”

"Then I'll try again." Mo Shan tangled. He wanted to apprentice to Mark the most, but Mark wouldn't accept him.

Lounge.

"Teacher, you're here, and the lemonade you like to drink is ready." Ding Ming said respectfully.

"Thank you, Mr. Ding. By the way, I heard that the Kirsa Taekwondo Gym was seized, what happened? Mark asked, taking a sip of water. He likes to drink lemonade lately, and it is said to be good for health.

"Teacher, I was just about to tell you about this." Ding Ming said while refilling Mark's water.

"Teacher, a few months ago, we smashed Kelsea's signboard. As a result, a few days later, they made a new sign, and a black belt was transferred from the headquarters of the stick country as the owner of the hall, and they were still open as usual, and they were not affected much. Ding Ming frowned.

"Didn't I hear you say that they were forced to close down several times?" Mark asked, frowning. He was traveling in the Bear Country at that time, and when he came back, he heard Ding Ming say a few words, but he didn't care.

"That's right. Teachers, do you know why they were forced to close their classes? Ding Ming asked.

"What? Is there still a cat in it? Mark asked curiously.

"Absolutely! Teacher, these sticks are very bad, they attacked my gym first, they looked for it, I blocked them one by one, and in turn forced them to close! Ding Ming said a little proudly.

"So that's the case, these sticks still have some connections, but the hateful ones are those who serve the sticks, they are all traitors!" Mark said a little angrily.

"Teacher, those people are insignificant, they have already been dealt with." Ding Ming understated. He didn't think he was pretending.

"Mr. Ding, your ability is not small!" Mark laughed. He can't compare to Ding Ming in terms of connections.

"It's okay, hehe. By the way, teacher, Lee Teng-chun and Park Zheng-sen were still preparing to attack you at that time. Ding Ming's face was straight.

"What's going on?" Mark frowned.

"Teacher, the two of them have found some gangsters in society, and they plan to sneak attack and plot against you. By the way, teacher, do you know Hu Yong, the owner of Dali Gym? Ding Ming asked.

"Yes." Mark nodded. He said in his heart, "Hu Yong has a scar on his head, which was smashed by my girlfriend." ”

"Teacher, Li Dengchun and the little gangster they are looking for someone knows Hu Yong, so he told Hu Yong about it, and after Hu Yong knew, he told me." Ding Ming explained.

"So that's the case, then I should thank Hu Yong, I'll invite him to dinner another day." Mark said.

"Okay, teacher, can I ask him out for you?" Ding Mingdao.

"Okay. Mr. Ding, the little gangsters didn't come to me later, you solved it, right? Mark asked.

"Teacher, I can actually solve this matter, but it is not me who solves it, but Mo Shan finds someone to deal with it." Ding Ming said with a smile.

"Mo Shan handled it?" Mark wondered.

"Yes, teacher, that Mo Shan is not bad, don't you really accept him as an apprentice?" Ding Ming asked. He was right, referring to Moshan's background.

"It's not that I don't accept it, it's that my Baguazhang can't be passed on, so I can only teach him Changquan, but he doesn't want to learn this." Mark frowned. He was wondering whether to accept Mo Shan as an apprentice, although none of the three major internal martial arts he learned could be passed on, but he could point out some of the tricks that Mo Shan had comprehended, which was the real secret of not being passed on.

"That Mo Shan is also confused, and he has to pick any gossip. Teacher, the little gangster was solved by someone from the police station that Moshan was looking for. Mo Shan's father is" Ding Ming talked about Mo Shan's background, and Mo Shan is also a second generation.

"I know, I'll give you some guidance later." Mark nodded.

"Teacher, Lee Teng-chun and Park Jung-sen think like this. They first find the thugs to sneak up on you, hurt you, and then let the fake maniac come to you to fight the fake, so that you don't care whether you should fight or not, your reputation will be ruined.

They are very good at using public opinion, they have an Internet water army, they can touch you, and you will not be able to speak clearly when you are full of mouths, they "Ding Ming said." He told all the conspiracy calculations of Lee Teng-chun and Park Zheng-sen.

"What a vicious method!" Mark exclaimed. He had no idea that these sticks could do so much behind their backs.

"Teacher, this kind of thing is not uncommon!

Many fake masters have been destroyed in this way, but fake masters don't have to be so troublesome, they just come to the door to challenge and get down.

A few years ago, the Japanese manipulated public opinion and brought down a domestic instant noodle brand.

There is also a domestic company of ham sausages, which was also destroyed by the Japanese state.

The ugly Chinese people have done more of this kind of thing, and his means are more abundant, or suppression, or merger, or black, and they have brought down many domestic enterprises.

Most of the brands in supermarkets are actually foreign-invested.

Domestic brands can't enter the supermarket!

Teacher, those foreigners do everything they can, and they can be so cruel to us!

It's infuriating that our people are fighting among themselves, and they never know how to unite against foreigners.

Now, domestic brands are basically controlled by foreigners.

Every year, a large number of ordinary people's hard-earned money is earned by foreigners.

Foreigners have been sucking our blood all the time.

Why is it getting harder to make money?

I think there's a reason for that, and it's not small!

In addition, the food is still a double standard, the same brand, there are no additives in foreign sales, and all domestic sales are science and technology and hard work.

Even vegetables and fruits are technology and hard work.

The meat is all fake, and I don't know what it is synthetic.

Chemicals are used indiscriminately.

I'm dying of hunger, I don't know what to eat! Ding Ming said a lot angrily.

"Mr. Ding, you have a lot to worry about in this national matter!" Mark laughed. He was also angry, but when he heard it, he could only laugh at it, and there was nothing he could do.

"Teacher, I'm also worrying about it, it's useless, what I say is better than fart." Ding Ming said with a smile. He is also an understanding person, but he is just happy, and he doesn't care if there is a result, because there are too many such things, and he doesn't care too much about leisure and leisure.

"Whether it is manipulating public opinion, or manipulating domestic enterprises, or manipulating all food additives, etc., it is actually ruthless!" Mark sighed a little. He didn't say a word, "These may be foreigners' conspiracy calculations!" ”

(End of chapter)