Chapter 7: Rich

In order to get a job, in order to earn money for refining Peiyuan Pills, Zhang Yue decided to pretend to be pitiful.

"I really need this job, can you help?"

"Why?" the girl asked curiously.

Zhang Yue talked about his father's work injury and the family's poor economic situation, and exaggerated the severity several times, making the girl feel that his family was about to be unable to open the pot, and the hospitalized father was about to be evicted because he couldn't pay the hospital bills.

The girl's sympathy flared up, but she still hesitated: "Or I'll help you find other jobs, sparring is really not suitable for you." ”

Zhang Yue refused to give up, compared to being a waiter in a restaurant or brushing dishes, of course he would rather be a sparring partner.

"Don't look at me as thin, but I've been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and it's absolutely no problem to be a sparring partner. In order to become a sparring partner, Zhang Yue also worked hard.

"This-" The girl looked at Zhang Yue suspiciously: "Then you talk to the coach, let's test it first." ”

"Great!"

The girl took Zhang Yue into a practice room and hired a coach.

"Xiaomin, what's the matter?" the coach in his thirties asked.

"Coach Chen, this classmate wants to apply for a sparring partner, can you test it for him?" the girl said.

"Is he okay?" Coach Chen looked at Zhang Yue suspiciously.

"I can, just try it. Zhang Yue clasped his hands together and said confidently.

"Okay, put this on first. "The coach threw over a set of protective equipment, including helmets, protective vests, fist gloves, elbow pads, knee pads, arm pads, leg pads, etc.

Zhang Yue put it on one by one, and in the end there was a T-shaped crotch guard, Zhang Yue lifted the crotch guard, a little crying and laughing, and said, "Do you still need to wear this?"

Coach Chen's eyes widened, "Put it on." Although there are rules in the martial arts hall, some guests are crazy and use any black tricks, you don't want to meet this kind of person and be kicked to pieces all at once, right?"

The girl snickered beside her, and Zhang Yue awkwardly put on the bulging crotch protector and struck with both fists, "Come on." ”

"Good!"

Coach Chen was unusually crisp, and directly kicked a roundabout side kick, and kicked Zhang Yue's shoulder with his right foot with the sound of whirring wind. He has contempt for Zhang Yue, thinking that this half-grown boy wants to be a sparring partner because he can't do it, and wants to send him home with a simple kick.

Call!

Seeing that his legs were in a hurry, Zhang Yue did not make a hard connection, and slid a step to the side to avoid this attack.

Practicing martial arts since childhood, although his physique is not good, his skills and reactions are honed well, and Zhang Yue is confident that he will not lose to any of his peers, including Li Mingxue, who is known as a martial arts genius. If it weren't for the physical strength that was not up to standard, I would have been the best among my classmates.

"Huh, the footwork is okay, come again. Coach Chen nodded and began to take the test seriously.

"Attention, I'm going to use the Whirlwind Legs. ”

After that, Coach Chen's legs kicked like a windmill, and there was a whirring sound in the air.

The girl watching the battle screamed and her eyes widened nervously. She knows how powerful Coach Chen's whirlwind leg is, because the leg strength is greater than the punch power, and the kicking force of Coach Chen's whirlwind leg can exceed 300 kilograms.

Zhang Yue's footwork is very flexible, dodging or parrying from the side, and he can cope with it easily for a while. But Zhang Yue knew bitterly that his physique was too poor, and he felt a little out of breath after just beating for a while, and his legs were sore.

It seems that the left hand is necessary.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue saw the opportunity, faced a heavy kick from Coach Chen, and forced the front of his left hand to seal it.

The girl jumped up at once, it turned out that it was not very good to dodge, why did she suddenly block it head-on? Or use your hands to block her legs, the difference in strength is too great, and if you don't get it, the hand bones will break.

Coach Chen's eyes also flashed with surprise, worried about hurting the student opposite, but he didn't have time to retract his legs, so he could only try to retract a few points of strength.

Bang! Zhang Yue's left hand collided with Coach Chen's foot with a heavy and low sound.

I saw Zhang Yue's body shake a little, but his feet were still firmly nailed to the floor, and he didn't retreat half a step. Coach Chen's legs were aroused by the force of the rebound, and the whole person turned three times like a spinning top, and then he stabilized his horse steps and controlled his body.

The girl exclaimed in surprise and covered her mouth.

It seems that it is Coach Chen who suffers? How is this possible?

Coach Chen's face was full of shock, he felt that he had kicked a huge iron ingot, and the huge force that rebounded back made his right foot still tingle for a while. He even had a feeling that he was fortunate to have gained some strength from that kick, otherwise the bones of his foot might have been shattered.

"What kind of kung fu are you?" asked Coach Chen after relieving his breath.

"The family heirloom kung fu has no name, it can't beat people, and the defense is quite powerful. Zhang Yue gave a well-thought-out explanation. It seems that his tactics have succeeded, and his left hand has successfully calmed the field, without exposing his lack of physique.

Coach Chen asked again, "How old are you?"

"Eighteen. ”

"Heroes are boys. Coach Chen sighed, for the first time he felt that he was old, and the back waves of the river pushed the front waves.

"Did I pass the test?" asked Zhang Yue.

"It's passed, Xiaomin, you can arrange it for him. Coach Chen waved his hand and walked away happily.

Xiao Min, who still had a look of shock on his face, walked over and said, "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, it seems that with your strength, you can be admitted to the ancient martial arts department of a first-class university." ”

"Prizes have been awarded. Zhang Yue said modestly, he knew his own details.

"I'll take you to sign the contract. ”

"Good. Zhang Yue showed joy.

When he came to an office, Xiao Min took out two contracts, asked Zhang Yue to sign them, and asked him to make copies of his ID card.

Zhang Yue roughly glanced at the contract, he mainly looked at the salary part, which said that he would be paid according to the working hours, and the price ranged from fifty to two hundred per hour, which was determined according to the strength evaluation of the guests. That is to say, the higher the strength of the guest, the harder the beating, and the higher the income of the sparring partner.

Zhang Yue was quite satisfied with this salary, he calculated that if he worked eight hours a day and earned fifty per hour, it would be four hundred a day, and he could reach tens of thousands a month.

You must know that his mother is sick and takes social security, and it is only 1,800 a month, and his father was in the property company before he was injured, and his monthly income is only 8,000, and his income has exceeded the sum of his parents.

Of course, this is just a theory, I still have to go to school, so I can only work part-time in my spare time, and I can't earn so much.

After reading the contract, Zhang Yue signed his name, and then asked embarrassedly: "Can I advance a salary of 1,000 yuan?"

Xiao Min nodded happily, helped find the finance, and asked Zhang Yue to sign a loan letter and advance a thousand yuan.

"Thank you, thank you. Zhang Yue was grateful, he really met a good person today, and the money to buy Dancai was available all of a sudden.