Auntie Ren brought me out of the alleyway and flagged down a taxi. She told the driver that we were going to Golden Victory Taekwondo Dojo in Dongcheng District.
"Ah, it's Old Xu's dojo." The driver said as he was familiar with the city, then he drove the car on Er Huan Road.
Because there were a bunch of colorful holiday items on the passenger seat, Auntie Ren had to sit next to me. She put her underwear bag between us to prevent us from getting too close.
Auntie Ren didn't say a word to me for the first few kilometers, but then she seemed to have remembered something and touched her pockets. Then she said to me with a hint of embarrassment:
"You can pay when we get off. I was in a hurry and didn't bring my wallet."
"No problem." I agreed. For a loner like me, my phone, my keys, and my wallet, these three divine tools, I would never leave my side.
"If I need money today, you'll have to take care of it."
Auntie Ren gradually became more impolite.
"Of course, of course." I smiled, "It's only natural for me to spend money for you ~ ~"
Actually, what I was thinking was that since Xiao Qin helped Ai Mi copy the practice books several times, she should have been paid ¥4000, but I kept owing her. Although this money was added to the ¥20,000 muddled account for the "breakup wine" and was about to be returned, I still thought that I owed Xiao Qin a lot of money. If I don't find a way to slowly pay it back, I might have to work like a horse in my next life and let her bully me.
But Auntie Ren thought I was taking advantage of her when I said it was only natural for me to spend money for her.
"What did you say? My Xiao Qin might not marry you in the future, but you're going to call me mother-in-law? "
"No, no." I quickly lowered my head and pretended to be a grandson.
At this time, the driver who was driving in silence spoke:
"Guys, don't mind me talking too much, but is this young man even 18?"
I answered honestly: "I'm 14, my nominal age is 15."
"Ah?" The driver's hand slanted and the taxi almost hit the divider on the right, "You don't look like a 14 year old."
After a while, he sighed and said, "Maybe it's because young people nowadays have good nutrition … However, I thought that I got married early when I was 17 years old. I didn't expect you to be talking about marriage with your mother-in-law at 14 years old!"
Auntie Ren angrily slapped the back of the driver's seat, "Who's his mother-in-law! You're so talkative. Be careful that I don't pay the fare when I get off! "
The old driver chuckled. "I know you didn't bring your wallet, so you still have to pay the fare in the end! Bro, isn't that right? "He winked at me in the rearview mirror.
Not long after, the taxi stopped diagonally opposite "Golden Victory Taekwondo Dojo No.1". The reason why it didn't stop closer was that the main entrance was full of cars that came to pick up young students.
Auntie Ren got off the car first and went next to a trash can. She took out a few clothes from her underwear bag and threw them into the trash.
It should be Auntie Ren and Xiao Qin's underwear, right? Throw it in the middle of the filthy trash, and it should not fall into the hands of the perverts. Amitabha, very good indeed.
I paid the driver and he didn't even count the money. Instead, he said to me with a smile:
"Bro, you have to treat your wife better in the future!"
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry as I nodded and closed his door.
The closer we got to the entrance of the dojo, the more we could see young children wearing white training clothes. They were accompanied by their parents as they walked into the cars parked in front of the dojo and left while talking and laughing.
Sure enough, business is booming! It's the easiest to cheat money from kids! I'm so jealous! Why can't our Happy Valley Love Store's products be sold to preschoolers?
Auntie Ren and I walked through a hallway that could fit four people side by side. We arrived at the reception area that connected the hallway to the training grounds. Behind the shiny counter sat an equally shiny receptionist.
As I walked, my tall figure, extraordinary bearing, and manly face (mainly my face) made the young Taekwondo kids keep quiet out of fear. Some of them even started crying.
Trash! One is courage, two is strength, and three is kung fu. Even if you learn some fancy moves, you will still suffer if you don't have the guts!
However, under the powerful spiritual pressure of the Iron Blood Lone Wolf, you primary school students actually didn't explode and die. You can be considered to have a good foundation. Why don't you go and cultivate for one or two hundred years, then come and find me in the distorted void!
I followed behind Auntie Ren while letting my imagination run wild. My face also had a twisted smile.
The receptionist's body trembled. She first confirmed the location of the emergency exit, then she forced out a professional smile and said to Auntie Ren:
"Hello ma 'am, is this your first time? Are you here to help your son with the enrollment procedures? "
"He's not my son!" Auntie Ren slammed her hands on the counter and scared the receptionist so much she almost bit her tongue.
"Then, then why did you come here? It's already so late and most of the students and instructors have left, how about tomorrow … "
"Not tomorrow!" Auntie Ren raised her voice and slammed the counter again, "Call your dojo master out! I have something to ask him in person! "
"Ma 'am, who, who are you looking for?" The receptionist blinked her eyes in confusion.
At this time, there were three to five students who looked like middle school students walking over from the training grounds and passed by the reception area. Auntie Ren felt the receptionist didn't understand, so she turned around and shouted at the students:
"Call your dojo master Xu JinSheng out! I'm here to challenge the dojo! "
Holy sh * t! Auntie Ren, can you not be so agitated! Didn't you say you would only challenge the dojo if Xu JinSheng insisted on protecting him? Now that you're shouting, we're going to become the target of public criticism!
When the students heard that someone was going to challenge the dojo, they probably hadn't seen anything like this even after half a year of studying. They immediately ran back to the practice field excitedly and shouted, "You're challenging the dojo!"
"Brothers, it's bad! Someone's going to challenge the dojo! "
"Hurry up and call instructor Wu and instructor Huang, don't let them get too far away!"
"There's going to be a good show! My several thousand dollars in tuition wasn't spent in vain! "
"What sect are they from? I haven't seen them raise any flags … "
"Maybe they're from Jianghu? The mother and son don't look like good people … "
Auntie Ren calmed down a bit after their ruckus. She placed the underwear bag on the counter and asked the receptionist:
"Do you recognize this bag? Does it belong to young master Xu? "
"Um … young master might have a bag like this, but I'm not sure …"
The receptionist was in a dilemma.
"Okay!" Auntie Ren threw the bag behind me and told the receptionist: "If you can't figure it out, then please call Xu JinSheng and let him figure it out himself! Just tell him someone called Ren HongLi is looking for him! I want to talk to him face to face! If he doesn't hurry over, I'll tear down his dojo! "
The receptionist nervously flipped through the phone book.
Auntie Ren gave me a look and said heroically:
"Let's have some fun with them before Xu JinSheng gets here! I don't know why, but I want to beat someone up today! "
Auntie Ren clenched her fists while taking large strides into the brightly lit dojo.
I carried a bag of underwear and followed closely behind like a little attendant.
After the space warped, the scene in front of me suddenly brightened up. The dojo's dojo's dojo's dojo was almost as big as 12 volleyball courts. There were shock-absorbing square mats with rows of targets and sandbags. There were also benches for resting, water dispensers, automatic disinfectant towel dispensers … all sorts of facilities.
There was also a splash-ink landscape painting hanging in an eye-catching position, trying to add a bit of antique charm to the training field. However, the bubble words "Exciting, Splendid, Vigorous, Natural and Unrestrained" above destroyed the overall artistic conception.
At a glance, there were also changing rooms, restrooms, restrooms, showers, and offices that were no longer occupied.
The office was at the end of the dojo. It was directly facing two stages that were three feet above the ground. The stages were surrounded by rubber fences, which looked like equipment for boxing or Sanda. It's probably built in a dojo for the viewing pleasure of a few exhibition matches.
As soon as Auntie Ren and I walked in, we were surrounded by thirty or so students wearing training clothes. They weren't trying to bully us, but they wanted to see what the challengers looked like.
"Hey! Why is it a woman? "
"Don't look down on women, just look at the difference between China's men's soccer team and women's soccer team!"
"The guy behind her has a fierce gaze!"
Although I was still wearing the Qing Zi Academy uniform, the badge had already fallen off and it was dirty from the war. It didn't feel like I came from a noble school at all. Also, Qing Zi Academy is a school in the Xicheng district, while this is the Dongcheng district, so it's reasonable that no one questioned my identity.
By the way, the guesthouse where my dad wrote the teaching materials is also in the Dongcheng district, I'm not sure how far it is from here.
While the students were observing me, I was also observing them.
One after another, they were all young and curious faces. There were no more than four people over the age of 17.
A middle-aged man wearing white training clothes and a black belt separated the students in front of him and walked towards the dissatisfied Auntie Ren.
"My surname is Huang, I'm the only instructor in the dojo right now." The middle-aged man said carefully, "I heard this lady's surname is Ren? May I ask, what's your relationship with gramps Ren, the fitness consultant of the municipal leader? "
"I have nothing to do with that old man!" Auntie Ren said angrily, "Are you Xu JinSheng?"
"My, my surname is Huang …" The middle-aged man felt awkward and repeated himself innocently.
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