Old Time Tea thought of the girl named Snowy and the chivalrous spirit in the shop. Because of that scene, Old Time Tea believed that the future of this world was bright.
The chivalrous spirit would only be covered in dust, but it would never be extinguished.
Zhang Zian nodded seriously, "I understand, Grandpa Tea. If I see injustice, I will not just stand by."
Old Time Tea nodded with satisfaction, "I believe you. If I had even the slightest doubt, I would not teach you Wing Chun. In fact, this old man has been observing you all this time, examining your moral character and testing your benevolence and righteousness. "
Zhang Zian's back was slightly sweaty because of embarrassment. He thought to himself, I've been messing around a lot lately. I've been fooling around with the netizens all day long. I even made that girl called Lu Yi Yun cry once. It's already a miracle that she didn't judge me as having bad morals!
Old Time Tea seemed to have seen through his thoughts and laughed, "Wealth and honor should not be corrupted, poverty should not be shaken, and power should not be subdued — these are the virtues that I value. As for the temperament of young people, they should be playful and scolding. If you are too old-fashioned and boring, with a deadpan face all day long, this old man will instead suspect whether you are a hypocrite or not. The so-called chivalrous spirit never cares about trifles. Ye Wen, who is regarded as a master of his generation, was crazy when he was young … "
Old Time Tea seemed to be reminiscing again, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of its mouth.
Zhang Zian heaved a sigh of relief.
Old Time Tea stopped smiling and said seriously, "But, Zian, it is good to not be subdued, but you have to do what you can. For example, a few days ago, when seven people came to blackmail you, you might as well pretend to be polite and courteous. After they left, you can find a way to defeat them one by one. Chivalrous people are not stupid people. You have to remember this. "
"Yes!" Zhang Zian nodded.
Speaking of which, he was indeed a little scared of that day. If those people really took out a knife and stabbed him, it would not have been worth it …
"Similarly, before you become a martial artist, it is better to call 110 if you see injustice," Old Time Tea said.
Zhang Zian's mouth twitched. This sentence was inexplicably funny. However, he also felt Old Time Tea's care and love from this sentence.
"I know," he said.
Fei Na was already impatient from being left to the side. He said angrily, "Are you guys not done talking nonsense?"
Zhang Zian looked around. Not far away, Xinghai was chasing a group of wild cats up and down.
Old Time Tea smiled. "Since Queen Fina is urging us, let's officially start. Let me explain the Wing Chun Chant first. It doesn't matter if you don't understand it at the moment, just remember it first, and then slowly figure it out in the future. "
Zhang Zian perked up and listened carefully.
"The unique skill of Wing Chun originated from Shaolin. There were no tigers and cranes in the move, and there were no five elements in the technique. They only talked about line position, force, and angle. In the same sect, there were four people with three degrees. Defeating the strong with the weak is martial arts. The internal and external cancel each other out, and there was no ultimate move. Store your strength like a snake, release it like a cat … "
Like a cat?
Zhang Zian almost laughed out loud when he heard the words "like a cat." No wonder Old Time Tea could beat the seven Rainbow Fighters like they were three years old. Old Time Tea didn't need to use "Like a Cat." Old Time Tea was a cat!
The so-called "Like a Cat" probably came from the agility and speed of a cat. There was no martial art in the world that couldn't be broken.
After Old Time Tea finished explaining the chant, it didn't care if Zhang Zian remembered it or not. It immediately said, "Wing Chun is simple and practical. It's easy to get started, but difficult to master. Fortunately, you only need to get started, so you can pretend to be good at it. "
Zhang Zian was not convinced. Am I not a genius in martial arts? Zhang Wuji and I both have the last name of Zhang. Why can that brat master martial arts so quickly and openly have a harem, but I can't? Is it because that bastard is the protagonist?
Old Time Tea didn't know Zhang Zian's super complicated feelings. It continued to say, "Wing Chun includes three sets of boxing — Little Idea, Bridge Searching, and Pointer. There is also a set of wooden dummy, and a set of knife and stick skills."
It looked at its claws and smiled. "I don't plan to teach you the stick and knife skills, because I'm not good at them, and it's not easy to carry weapons in this era."
"Nail clippers are okay," Zhang Zian admitted. He was a little disappointed. After all, it was always good to have more skills.
Old Time Tea said, "The most important thing in martial arts is the quality, not the quantity. As long as you can master one of them, it will be useful for your whole life. For example, although Little Idea is the basic boxing of Wing Chun, there is a saying that a set of Little Idea is equivalent to half a set of Wing Chun. From today on, I will teach you Little Idea. "
"First, look straight ahead, and let your arms hang down naturally. Keep your mind focused, and filter out all distractions," it taught him.
Zhang Zian did as he was told. He put on the preparatory pose of Wing Chun and tried not to think about anything else.
He couldn't help but say, "Grandpa Tea, this preparatory pose is a bit like radio gymnastics."
Old Time Tea laughed. "I couldn't stand watching you practice that useless radio gymnastics, so I had the idea to teach you Wing Chun. Although the beginning is the same, the end is very different. "
Zhang Zian was joking. He knew that radio gymnastics could only exercise the body, and it would be a waste to rely on it to keep fit. With Wing Chun, there was no need to practice radio gymnastics anymore.
"Okay, focus your mind. Start the first pose — Double Index Finger. Raise your arms horizontally, and push forward with your fingers as high as your eyes. "
Old Time Tea only taught Zhang Zian a few simple movements. These movements formed the first pose of Little Idea, and then it let Zhang Zian practice on his own. Old Time Tea jumped on top of the wall to monitor the surroundings, and corrected Zhang Zian's mistakes.
These movements were simple, but they were not easy to do. Old Time Tea asked him to make every movement fast and agile. His eyes should move freely, and his legs should be as stable as the roots of an old tree. Old Time Tea was usually very easy-going, but once it started teaching, it would not let go of any small mistakes or lazy behaviors.
Zhang Zian quickly warmed up his body. He took off his jacket and threw it on the stone block. Fina jumped on it and used his jacket as a foothold. He had no time to complain, so he pretended not to see it.
The movements were simple, and there was no power in them. Zhang Zian just repeated them over and over again.
His body was getting tired, but his mind was getting lighter.
Every movement seemed to filter out some of the distracting thoughts in his mind, and the impurities in his body seemed to be discharged with his sweat.
He was sweating all over, and sweat kept sliding down his hair and neck.
Old Time Tea nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, that's all for today's training."
Zhang Zian called Xinghai, "Xinghai, let's go home. Come back later!"
Xinghai quickly ran back. Apparently, she had a lot of fun.
He looked at Fina again. With the jacket as a cushion, Fina was already napping on its stomach.
"Fina, get up. It's time to go home. Give me back my jacket!"
Fina lazily opened its eyes, stood up and stretched. It raised its paw and gave him the jacket.
The wind was strong. Although Zhang Zian was sweating, he still had to wear the jacket. Otherwise, he would easily catch a cold and get sick.
As soon as he put on his clothes, the phone in his pocket rang. It was a strange local number.
"Hello?" He picked up the phone.
"Master Zhang, it's me," Aunt Li said on the phone. Aunt Li said on the phone, "There's a man looking for you. He's wearing a suit and carrying a briefcase. He looks like a white-collar worker in a TV show."
"Okay, let him wait for a while. I'll be right back." He hung up the phone.
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