Zhang Lisheng's generous offer stunned Dr. Song. "W-What did you say, kid?"
"Uncle, from today until Christmas, I hope that you can teach me that Form and Will Fist with all your might. I can pay you 10,000 dollars a day for this," The young man wrote a check and passed it to the old man who was dumbstruck.
Then, he suddenly walked to a wooden dummy in the dojo that was specially used to practice Chinese martial arts. He pretended to hit it with all his might and made a crack on the horizontal stick that symbolized the arm on the wooden dummy. "I've already trained my strength so I don't need to stand still anymore. You can just teach me the tricks of the fist technique directly."
When the wooden figurine made of wild wood cracked, it emitted a cracking sound that pierced the eardrums. Dr. Song walked to the front of the wooden figurine, touched the shallow cracks on it, and said in shock, "Kid, are you here to challenge the dojo?
This punch even made a crack on the wild wood. T-This must have been fed with secret medicine since young and practiced the wooden dummy for more than ten years.
You're so capable and you still want to learn fist technique from me? Aren't you just making me shiver? I won't teach you, I won't teach you! "
"How is it making me shiver? This is called having respect for others, Song Zhixing. You're rejecting a student who's making 10,000 dollars a day. I think there's something wrong with your head." Zhang Lisheng did not know how to answer the old man's words. All of a sudden, a sharp female voice resonated behind him.
Then, he saw Connie running over with a tea bucket. "It's fortunate that I'm here to deliver the water. Otherwise, you'd have pushed the student away from such a good business."
"Sigh, Madam, y-you don't understand. This is a matter of the Jianghu …" When Dr. Song saw his wife running over, he immediately bowed down and stammered with a flushed face.
"Jianghu? What Jianghu? Are you a fisherman or a sailor? What Jianghu? I only know this," Connie snatched the check from Dr. Song's hand and looked at it. She said in surprise, "This 50,000 dollars is enough for us to earn for a whole year. It's enough for our grandson's living expenses for a year and a half when he goes to university …"
"Dear, our grandson is only five years old. It's still too early for him to go to university …" Dr. Song smiled wryly.
"My grandson is five. Where's my son?" Connie glared at her husband fiercely before turning around to look at Zhang Lisheng with a smile on her face. "Sir, don't worry. Our old man is stubborn but he actually listens to me the most. I've taken your money so he'll definitely teach you with all his heart. I guarantee that you'll master it! I guarantee that you'll master it!"
"Auntie, if Uncle Song can really 'guarantee' that he will learn everything within five days, I'll find another easy and high-paying job for your son." When Zhang Lisheng saw that Dr. Song and his wife had a dispute because of him, he threw out another tempting condition to avoid any accidents.
Of course, it was hard for a young man to say such words without any evidence. However, the credibility of this young man was completely different after he paid a super high remuneration of 10,000 dollars per day.
"Really? Oh, y-you must be the 'Little Boss' of Maddy Company, right? I-I'm really thankful.
Did you hear that, Song Zhixing? For the sake of our son's future, you must let … you, what is your name? "
"Don't be so courteous, auntie. My name is Zhang Lisheng."
"Zhang Lisheng, Zhang Lisheng. What a good name! What a bold name!" Connie complimented and stared into Dr. Song's eyes. "For the sake of our son, you must satisfy Mr. Zhang.
Old man, I'm begging you. Our son is getting a divorce because of losing his job. Think about our family, y-y-you … "This woman who seemed to be very strong began to sob in the end.
"Madam, don't cry. Don't cry. I'll promise you." Dr. Song fell into silence for a while and said dejectedly with an ashen face.
He was the first batch of university students who had just ended the Chinese Red Revolution at the end of the 1970s. At that time, the ancient Chinese boxing technique was a cultural dregs and it was difficult to pass it on. He was interested in Form and Will Boxing and had privately kowtowed twice to the old Western doctor Song Jinfa who had just been released from the cowshed and was now a lecturer in Sichuan Medical University. Just like that, he obtained the complete set of authentic Form and Will Boxing.
However, now that he had succumbed to reality, he had no choice but to teach Zhang Lisheng the essence of Form and Will Boxing that he had mastered with all his might without leaving anything out.
"It's a joke to learn it in five days. I can only teach you a fighting method of exerting force at most.
Not only that, even if you've learned this fighting method, it's only a framework. You'll have to slowly observe the movements of the Twelve Forms of Boxing, the Tiger, the Monkey, the Eagle, and the Bear … "After sending away the other students who could not bear the hard work, Song Zhixing began to teach on the second floor of the Spicy Chicken Restaurant.
The old man taught him in detail but Zhang Lisheng was not interested in the true teachings of Form and Will Boxing such as' only seeking the true meaning and not the form ',' five elements to train the five internal organs, five internal organs to fuse with the five elements'. He was only willing to learn the tricks of Form and Will Boxing that were specifically used to control the body muscles and exerting force.
In the end, after spending a few days, the young man mastered the breathing method of controlling the body and exerting force in the Form and Will Boxing's true teachings of '10% movement and 90% concealment', as well as the basic stance of chopping, bursting, drilling, blasting, and horizontal '.
At this time, it was already the day before Christmas Eve. Zhang Lisheng slowly walked out of the Spicy Chicken Restaurant and suddenly received a call from Edward. "Lisheng, the Beheader's condition has stabilized. He'll be discharged in three to four months at most.
The wrestling alliance intends to sign a confidentiality agreement with us. What they mean is to let this matter go and from now on, both parties can no longer mention it in public. "
"They must be afraid of affecting the strong image of the US wrestlers by making such a request. Alright then, Edward, sign the contract with them on my behalf. Oh yeah, I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance."
"Thank you! I wish you a Merry New Year too! Leave the agreement to me and you can rest assured. Goodbye, boss!"
"Goodbye, Edward!" Zhang Lisheng hung up the phone and got into the Ford Explorer. Humming a song happily, he drove on the road.
After the transformation, the shortcoming of his weak body had been removed and his life had a huge guarantee. The young man no longer had the pressure and desire to cultivate and strive to make a breakthrough from time to time. Even though he would sometimes worry about the invasion of the foreign world's civilization, this was not a problem that he could solve alone after all. After thinking about it for a while, his mood unknowingly became more and more cheerful.
When he returned home, his mother, Lili, was sitting on the sofa with an unfamiliar middle-aged white man in a suit, talking about something in surprise. Zhang Lisheng casually said, "Mom, I'm back!" and was about to go upstairs.
To his surprise, the tall white man with two tufts of mustache who was talking to Lili suddenly stood up and enthusiastically extended his hand towards him. "You must be Mr. Zhang Lisheng, right? Nice to meet you, I'm Myron Gernas, the editor of Science magazine."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Myron. I'm Zhang Lisheng …" The young man shook hands with the middle-aged white man in confusion and heard his mother explaining, "Baby, Science magazine is the top academic publication in the US.
Dr. Myron came to look for you to ask you for a manuscript. He said that the beetles you found in the Amazon are a very important new species that can make up for the missing link in the evolutionary history of insects … "
"Yes, Mr. Zhang Lisheng. I inadvertently saw your research post about the two soft beetles on the Biological Island website and confirmed that the beetles you found are a new species …"
"Oh, I've long determined that they are a new species, Mr. Myron, but new species are being discovered every day on Earth. Besides, with my research level, it's hard for me to imagine that the top academic publication in the US would want to ask me for a manuscript."
Upon hearing Zhang Lisheng's doubt, Myron was stunned for a while before bursting into laughter. "Oh, Mr. Zhang! Looks like you have a suspicious character that doesn't match your young age.
You're right! There are tens of millions of biological species in the world. Every day, hundreds of species go extinct and many species are discovered. However, among these species, there are very few species that can make up for the missing link in the evolutionary history. It's already a great harvest in biology if we can discover one or two species every year.
As for your research level, young man, do you understand the definition of original? "
"Original? Well, it should be referring to something that is clearly created by someone, right?" Zhang Lisheng pondered for a while before answering.
"More or less. However, the exact definition of original is to create and invent a new 'work' instead of copying, adapting, plagiarizing, imitating, plagiarizing, secondary creation, or derivative work of a series of works.
The key definition of original is not in the level but in the word 'new.' "Myron's voice was filled with passion." Leeuwenhoek was almost illiterate, but because he liked to sharpen mirrors in addition to selling cloth, in the end, he made the first microscope in human history and discovered microbes.
In the end, this illiterate created a new era of biology and became the father of modern microbiology.
Thomas Edison only went to school for three months, but he had a good brain that could come up with fantastic ideas, the perseverance and a pair of skillful hands that constantly experimented. For this reason … "
"Oh, Mr. Myron, I merely caught two beetles in the Amazon by accident and did a series of research that's within my ability. How can you compare me to Leeuwenhoek or Edison …"
"The logic is almost the same, young man. In fact, the progress of human science to a large extent depends on the existence of 'good luck.'
If the research posts that you wrote on the Internet after you discovered the two soft beetles are sorted into a report, your contribution to biology would be far more important than the lifetime research results of many biology doctors who graduated from famous universities. This is the power of original work. "
"Oh, is that so?" Zhang Lisheng had never heard of Myron's words before, but he could not refute it when he thought about it carefully.
"Yes, so I intend to ask you for a manuscript. Of course, the manuscript must be deepened and modified by some high-level biologists. They will become the co-publisher of your work and appear in the journal.
However, before that, I must see the two soft beetles that you discovered with my own eyes. "
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