Chen Ziming looked at this tug-of-war this time, but he didn't expect to be so serious, which was unexpected.

But how could Jiang Cheng accept these gifts he brought?

Seeing his repeated shirks, Chen Ziming said: "Instructor Jiang, you can accept it! Otherwise, I don't want to go, I am here to ask you for advice on kung fu, but after all, I am a student of Instructor Lin and Instructor Bai." Now half a month has passed, you are teaching us, you are tired, I see it in my eyes, I am really sorry for you. I've been against you before, but after being bitten by a zombie last time, it was you who have been taking care of us, and Teacher Bai and I can return to normal, I treated you like that before, I didn't expect you to ignore the villain, and you didn't care about me, which really makes me admire...... It's just that this time I've made the mistake of being competitive again, I really don't want others to surpass us, even if I finish in the top three, or in the top ten, now I have half of my teammates, is there any hope......

Jiang Cheng listened to him speak impatiently, motioned for him to sit down, drink a cup of tea, and then said slowly, Chen Ziming drank a few sips of tea, but he was still a little anxious, and he couldn't suppress it, and said: "Instructor Jiang, in fact, I came to you today, I feel a little unfair, especially the people in Instructor Lin's team, their people are tall and mighty, and they have enough strength, and five of us are relatively thin, so they are compared to strength, this thing is not comparable to kung fu, but compared to this brute force, this tug-of-war competition, isn't it too boring......"

Jiang Cheng pondered for a moment and said: "I and Lu Qin have also considered these things you said, but Boss Lu hasn't come back yet, so we haven't made up our minds, in fact, we want to hold a fancy competition, which is to compete skills." One of them is a test of strength, and then there is a competition of kung fu, and in the tug-of-war, our kung fu, then there is a lot of ingenuity......"

Jiang Cheng pointed to the paper and pen not far away and showed him: "You see, we have already drawn a sketch on the table, the tug-of-war competition is nothing more than a thick rope, the two teams of people work hard, the group with the greater strength wins, in this way it must be a brute force, and the other group of fancy, one is by pulling the rope on the steps, to compete." Another is to consider the balance of strength, the rope is tied with a bucket, the bucket, containing most of the water, if the skill is not good, the rope will soon shake, and the water in the bucket will be swayed out of most of it. This division is divided into three fields, one is a competition, and the other is a light work to pull the rope on the steps. And the second game is better than Equipoise......"

Chen Ziming said happily: "If this competition is opened, it will be much better than the previous one." This is a great idea! This way we can give full play to the true strength of our martial arts students, not only to compete in strength, but also to have skill and kung fu, if these two are added to this competition, I think, my team members will definitely win, but I don't know if the other instructors will agree. ”

Jiang Cheng said seriously: "Lu Qin and I will try our best to persuade them to agree, because if it is only a brute force, this is actually not the upper hand for students who know kung fu, and some kung fu masters do not only spend effort to win." If it is only compared to strength, then there is no difference between it and other ordinary schools, and it cannot be said to be a kung fu exercise. ”

Chen Ziming pondered for a moment and said: "Before, because you were not a few years older than me, I couldn't listen to what you said, since the last time you defeated me on the roof, you came to take care of me every day, and taught me tirelessly, what I admire most now is you, you speak with reason, it's all my fault, I was too proud before, this time I sincerely came to ask you for advice." But now I still have the problem of being competitive, in fact, I just want to win, I feel that I have a light on my face, to win glory for my father, lest my father say that I am useless as soon as I go home, that I am a wreck. ”

Jiang Cheng nodded slightly, approached him, touched one of his arms with his hand, and scratched it a few times with his hand, feeling that he was strong in his arm, and he must have practiced sandbags there according to his instructions these days.

Before, because this guy was arrogant, he didn't want to practice many basic skills, but just spent money and embroidered legs like a girl, and thought he had learned excellent kung fu, so he always bragged in school. But the basic skills are not solid, so he will have the upper hand when he competes in emergencies. So he didn't have a time when he was at the top of the list.

Recently, because of Jiang Cheng's supervision, he has gradually become more and more solid, and his grades have improved by leaps and bounds, and he has also been praised by Teacher Bai, and even Lu Sanye knows about it.

However, this sudden tug-of-war competition was nothing more than a test for him.

Chen Ziming found that Jiang Cheng was a little hesitant, it was possible that Jiang Cheng was worried that he would sharpen his gun in battle, this method might not be able to learn too much, and it was also possible that others would misunderstand that Jiang Cheng had accepted his bribe, so he would not accept his own things.

But this little thing is nothing to Chen Ziming's family, the gifts that his father gave to those dignitaries were dozens or even hundreds of times more than the things he gave him, Jiang Cheng was too incorruptible, so he put the gift away, but he didn't want to ask him to teach himself kung fu in vain.

Jiang Cheng seemed to see his concerns, so he said: "You don't want me to teach you kung fu for nothing, right? Then you can call me a master, if you like, then you and I will not be embarrassed, it's okay." ”

"Is it such a simple request? Is this one title enough, you have taken care of me for so many days, I want to call you brother, but you are a respected person...... Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!"

Chen Ziming immediately got up from his seat and knelt in front of Jiang Cheng with a plop, which surprised Jiang Cheng and hurriedly wanted to help him up, but he insisted on worshipping him, Jiang Cheng accepted it, and accepted Chen Ziming as an apprentice.

This time he turned enemies into friends and accepted another apprentice, Jiang Cheng was also extremely excited, but it was not convenient to express it, now, he was already a teacher with status in the martial arts school, he couldn't put joy, anger and sorrow on his face immediately, if he wanted to cry, he had to cry quietly behind everyone's back, and if he wanted to be angry, he also needed to think about it and think twice. Maybe that's what it's called maturity!

However, behind this maturity, he also faintly misses his father's family and Miss Lan Sheng, when will he be able to get together with them......

(End of chapter)