Ever since Father Chen's tiger-like verbal attack on Tiger Liang in the hospital, four-year-old Super Chen seemed to have comprehended something related to the "art of language."
So, the next day, Super Chen didn't continue to stare at the half-bald old locust tree, but sat under the locust tree with a copy of The Encyclopedia of Mutual Existence in his hands.
Father Chen thought that Super Chen had probably been traumatized by what had happened yesterday, and hadn't come back to his senses yet. Sitting under the locust tree and reading from a distance looked like he was suffering from autism.
He wasn't in a hurry to urge Super Chen to cultivate, but sat down next to him and carefully counseled him. "Son, cultivate body techniques and cultivate your mind and character. I'm very pleased that you stepped forward bravely yesterday to save that poor mute girl. "
To be honest, Super Chen had made a lot of progress. As a father, Chen Yi indeed felt a sense of joy from the bottom of his heart. Nowadays, it took courage to help an old lady who had fallen down, let alone to face several children who were five or six years older than you.
Father Chen felt that Super Chen had 100% inherited his genes in his bones; he was a little headstrong, a little hot-blooded, and had a fearless personality, which was even more so than Father Chen himself.
In Father Chen's opinion, Super Chen was even braver at four years old than when he was four.
So Father Chen didn't blame Super Chen at all for hitting Tiger Liang yesterday, and instead took it upon himself. The Liang family's father and son were as clear as a mirror on what was right and wrong. Yesterday, Father Chen had paid the medical fees on the spot, and Liang Heng couldn't find fault with him at all. Instead, it was his disappointing son who refused to give up in the hospital, which made a lot of people laugh at him.
But who knew what had gone wrong, and Super Chen seemed a little "autistic" today …
Father Chen organized his words and wanted to clarify. "Son, you didn't do anything wrong yesterday, so …"
"I know." Holding The Encyclopedia of Mutual Existence in his hands, Super Chen replied, "Dad, I'm now pursuing the art of language."
"Language … the art of language?"
"A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists. Dad, you left Tiger Liang speechless yesterday, you were so cool! So I think that apart from cultivating my body and limbs, I should also cultivate my mouth, "Super Chen replied excitedly.
For a moment, Father Chen was speechless. As it turned out, something had gone wrong in the last segment yesterday!
At the time, he really couldn't stand the sight of Tiger Liang's unrelenting and vile attitude, which was why he had spoken up … It was actually very easy to teach this kind of brat a lesson. Just the few questions he had asked yesterday were enough to hit the nail on the head for an ignorant and incompetent second-generation rich kid like Tiger Liang.
Father Chen never thought that he would inadvertently inspire his son's fascination with pursuing the art of language.
He couldn't help but laugh, "Then what art of language did you discover in this complete collection of crosstalk?"
Four-year-old Super Chen thought for a bit, then answered seriously, "Smoke!"
Father Chen: "…"
Super Chen: "Drink!"
Father Chen: "…"
Super Chen: "And a perm!"
Father Chen: "But you're a kid. Minors aren't allowed to smoke or drink; this is our family rule."
Super Chen: "But … isn't it still scalded?!"
"Mm, you're right, son." Father Chen smiled slightly.
And so, when Super Chen was four years old.
In order to stop his son from pursuing the "art of language" excessively and concentrate on cultivating body techniques, Father Chen tricked Super Chen into going to the barbershop, and gave the barber a common code word for haircuts: "Just cut my son's hair a little shorter."
That year, Super Chen was four years old …
That year, Super Chen's hairstyle became a crew cut.
Moreover, this crew cut had lasted until today ….
…
After the friction with the Liang family, the business of the Chen family's Strength Super Martial Arts Dojo suddenly improved. In this new month, the martial arts dojo had recruited nearly twenty more disciples. Many of them were pre-school students, and weren't much older than Super Chen.
There were two reasons for this.
First, the Liang family's Balance Magic Dojo had always been the signature dojo in this area. But the son of the dojo's director, Tiger Liang, a ten-year-old child, had lost to four-year-old Super Chen, and word of this had spread from the hospital.
So that day, everyone marveled at the power of the "Iron Sand Palm."
No one had thought that a four-year-old child would be able to turn Tiger Liang into a mummy with one palm strike …
Of course, there was naturally some exaggeration in this matter. After all, no one had personally experienced it. The first person to spread the news was just relying on hearsay, combined with Tiger Liang's pitiful and tragic picture, and looking at the picture, they could speak for themselves.
Second, the fight between Super Chen and Tiger Liang had directly helped Strength Super Martial Arts Dojo become famous. The body techniques dojo that Father Chen ran originally had a pretty good reputation, but since the rise of magic, the number of apprentices in the dojo had slowly dwindled. And now, this fight had forcibly increased the dojo's traffic …
Plus, people were animals that liked to follow the trend.
When parents felt that other people's children were more outstanding, their first reaction definitely wasn't whether there was something wrong with their own children's learning ability, but that it was definitely the way they were making up for it!
Time for Super Chen and Tiger Liang After the matter with Tiger Liang, some parents immediately signed up for Father Chen's body techniques dojo. However, more and more people signed up … and a lot of them had refunded their tuition fees from Balance Dojo to sign up here.
Father Chen could almost imagine Liang Heng's angry and stifled expression.
In short, this matter had its pros and cons for Father Chen.
The pro was that their family's business had improved, and they no longer had to kneel on a washboard when they went home at night because of poor business …
But the con was also very obvious.
His senior brother Liang Heng had liked to compete with him from the very beginning.
Back then, a female university teacher had kissed him because of Truth or Dare, and his senior brother had thought that she was his girlfriend. The next month, he had conquered her, and then performed a French kiss in front of him on Valentine's Day …
Now that Father Chen had inadvertently stolen Balance Dojo's business, who knew what this unlucky senior brother would do to deal with him?
Father Chen didn't care.
He looked at Super Chen in the courtyard and couldn't help feeling a little worried.
While he was thinking, a pair of familiar figures appeared at the entrance of their courtyard.
Wang Xiaoling and her mother appeared at the entrance of the Chen Family Training Hall. The mother-daughter pair leaned against each other as they stood under the signboard that read 'Strength Super Training Hall'. Their eyes were filled with gratitude and some timidity.
"I'm here to see the dojo master …" Wang Xiaoling's mother said in a trembling voice.
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