Before The College Entrance Examination, 20 Years Later, I Sent A Text Message

the same evening.

Zhengyi Bajiquan Gym, the main office on the second floor.

Song Yuan and others had long since left, and the owner of the museum, Wu Zhengyi, was still there. He was still sitting behind his desk, drinking kung fu tea slowly.

He is waiting.

At his age, he has already passed the stage of being brave and fighting fiercely.

Fame for him at this age? He already had; a woman? Those are all ingredients in life; only a career, or making money, can arouse his interest.

Today, Song Yuanlai asked him to take action and challenge a few people. For the sake of money, Wu Zhengyi took it.

But want to let him do it himself?

What are you kidding?

He is already at this age, and he runs such a large Bajiquan gym under his name. There are dozens of disciples in the gym, and hundreds of ordinary students.

Can he, the owner of the pavilion, easily deal with people?

If you win, others take it for granted. If you lose, how will it end?

When disciples and students are lost, whose loss is counted?

The key is that once his reputation is damaged, the damage will continue in the future, and it will always affect his acceptance of disciples and students.

So, he tried to persuade Song Yuan.

——He can take over this job, but he won't do it himself, but he will definitely arrange suitable experts to challenge those people and meet President Song's requirements.

For Song Yuan, it doesn't matter who will do this work, as long as he can achieve his goal.

There was a screeching sound of footsteps outside the door.

Soon, three young people, two men and one woman, came to the door of the main office of the museum. The tall young man at the front knocked on the open office door, smiled and nodded to Wu Zhengyi who was inside, "Master! Are you looking for us?"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Another man and a woman also greeted Wu Zhengyi one after another.

When Wu Zhengyi saw them, he smiled, got up immediately, and reached out to greet them.

"Gangzi, Abiao, Xiaoque! Come in, sit, sit, all sit! Don't be restrained, coming to Master's place is not the same as going home! All sit!"

Under his greeting, the three apprentices walked into the office with a smile, and took their seats on the benches in the office.

The tall young man who knocked on the door just sat down and asked with a smile on his face: "Master, you called the three of us this time. Do you have anything to tell us to do? You can talk!"

The other man and woman nodded in agreement.

Wu Zhengyi poured tea for them and said with a smile: "Well, it's not really a big deal, it's just that an unexpected business came in today, and someone paid me to find someone who can fight and help him challenge a few martial artists. People, huh, someone sent us money, Master, I first thought of the three of you, how about it? Are you interested in taking this job?"

After listening to this, the tall young man laughed immediately, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the cup of tea that Wu Zhengyi was about to bring, "Master, I am your eldest disciple, leave this job to me! You know, my kung fu Okay, right? Hehe."

When he said this, the other man and woman smiled wryly.

I feel like I'm running away today.

Since the big brother has already taken over this job, how can they still have the qualifications to compete?

In other words, the people who practice martial arts have few opportunities to make money. As soon as they heard that they challenged other martial arts practitioners, they had money to take, and the two of them were immediately moved.

It's just that they were just excited, and before they could express their stance, the quick-witted senior brother took the lead.

Why?

Wu Zhengyi laughed when he saw that the eldest apprentice was so eloquent, and the other two apprentices also had regrets on their faces.

With a smile on his face, he brought a small cup of tea to each of the other two apprentices, Wu Zhengyi stood still, put his hands behind his waist, coughed lightly, and said, "Gangzi, you are a senior brother, this job should really be done by you. , However, we also have to be just in case, in case you are not careful, or if you are attacked by the other side, the punches and feet are not good, and anyone may accidentally miss, so..."

Having said that, he looked at the other male disciple with a smile, "So, Ah Biao, you should be your senior brother's substitute, your strength is not bad, I believe that in case your senior brother misses, if you come to the field to make amends, It's impossible to miss again, what do you think?"

Ah Biao, compared to the senior brother Gangzi, is much shorter, but his skin is black, his body is lean, and his eyes are piercing, so he is not easy to mess with.

At this time, when he heard that he could still be a substitute, Ah Biao was surprised and quickly got up to thank him, "Thank you, Master! I'm fine! I will definitely be a substitute for my brother, Master, don't worry!"

The last female disciple, Xiaoque, was in a hurry.

Immediately got up, "Master! What about me? Can I also be a substitute? Master, I don't mind being a substitute! Please, Master, give me a chance too!"

Her anxious attitude made Wu Zhengyi and the others laugh.

Gangzi: "Xiaoque, look at you in a hurry! What's the big deal?"

Abiao: "That's right! Xiaoque, this kind of hands-on thing with people should be done by my senior brother and I. You are a girl, isn't it good to do your live broadcast? Besides, I know you live broadcast. There are a lot of fans in the room, and I usually make a lot of money, right? Hehe."

"How can there be? I only have tens of thousands of fans, what can I earn? Most of them are prostitutes! It's okay to let them applaud me, but if I really want them to give me a reward, all of them are iron roosters! Master! , would you give me a chance? Wouldn't it be better to have one more substitute?"

All three men were laughing.

As the owner of the museum, Wu Zhengyi smiled, waved his hand to Xiaoque, and said: "Xiaoque, don't worry! Since the master called you today, there must be something for you, don't worry! You also have money to earn. "

Gangzi and Abiao were surprised to hear the words.

Xiaoque was very surprised, "Really? Master, what's the matter? You said what you said!"

Wu Zhengyi: "According to the employer's request, this time we sent people to challenge those martial arts practitioners. The bigger the disturbance, the better. The employer will find some media reporters and anchors with many fans. What about me! I know Xiaoque You also have a lot of fans and are also doing live broadcasts, so you have won such an opportunity for you.

Well, when your two senior brothers go to challenge tomorrow, you can follow them and broadcast the whole process to me, how about that? It's not difficult for you, is it? "

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult! Master, I'm the best at this. I promise to complete the task!"

Xiao Que was happy, overjoyed.

...

The next morning, more than 10 o'clock.

Glory Martial Arts Hall.

This is a martial arts hall opened by Jiang Rongguang. The hall mainly teaches Baguazhang. In order to make money, he also teaches yoga and women's self-defense.

When Jiang Rongguang first decided to add these two courses, he made a small calculation: those who learn yoga and women's self-defense are basically women, and there should be many beautiful women.

When there are more beauties in his martial arts gym, are you afraid that he won't be able to attract those single male dogs waiting to be fed?

In this way, the wealth will naturally come.

Don't tell me, his crazy idea really worked.

Not only did it attract a lot of male single dogs, but also some old men with families.

After all, what real man doesn't like beautiful women?

Not to mention the beauty of yoga?

At the beginning, the Rongguang Martial Arts Hall, which was already on the verge of closing down, was quickly brought back to life because of Jiang Rongguang's crazy idea.

This also allowed him to raise his eyebrows and be a man in front of his master, his wife, and his two younger brothers.

Otherwise, he really felt ashamed to see the master.

Because the several facade rooms of this martial arts hall were all sponsored by the master to open the martial arts hall for him free of rent.

It was Master's support for him to come out to open a martial arts hall.

If he closed the door in a dreadful manner, how could he be worthy of Master's support for him?

By the way, the girlfriend he was about to get married also came to him to learn yoga.

Although he can't teach yoga himself, as the owner of the gym, he has nothing to do to inspect the yoga class, isn't it normal?

It is also because there are too many beauties in the yoga class, so he wanted to play for a few more years before and didn't want to rush to get married.

but……

well!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing while squatting in front of the martial arts hall smoking a cigarette.

His girlfriend is pregnant, but he doesn't dare to let her have an abortion. What else can he do if he doesn't get married?

Only from now on, take care of yourself, and An Ansheng will live his life.

Otherwise, if the master and the wife know that he is married and dare to play around, the master's level may be easier, but the iron palm of the master, he will feel guilty when he thinks about it!

In other words, he has been Chen Yu's apprentice for 20 years, and he has never seen his master win over his wife.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a little relieved.

I am glad that my girlfriend who is about to get married is not as strong in martial arts as my wife.

He now suddenly suspects that Master's cooking is so delicious, all for the sake of pleasing his wife, hoping that she will save some face for him and not be too rude.

"Poor Master! Sigh! What if you are worth hundreds of millions? What if your martial arts are high? Can you beat the mistress? Hehe..."

Jiang Rongguang muttered to himself, and suddenly let out a schadenfreude laughter.

"Hey! The one who squatted at the door and smirked, said you! Is your pavilion owner here? I want to challenge him!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from not far away, attracting Jiang Rongguang, who bowed his head and smoked a smirk, to him.

The owner?

challenge?

Jiang Rongguang sipped these words in his heart, followed the example of his master, squinted his eyes, slowly got up, and squinted at the tall young man who had just spoken to him. He also glanced at the charcoal Ahbiao behind the tall man, as well as the guys who were carrying the camera, holding the camera, and the mobile phone constantly shooting here.

"Who are you? Have you watched too many martial arts movies? Challenge? Kick the gym? Are you going to kick the gym?"

Jiang Rongguang spat out half of the cigarette in his mouth, put his hands behind his back, squinted his eyes, raised his chin and asked the man who had just shouted.

This tall young man is naturally Gang Zi, the master disciple of the Justice Baji Fist Gym.

Seeing the guy who just squatted at the door to smoke, the moment he opened his mouth, his tone was so tugging, Gangzi was surprised and looked at Jiang Rongguang subconsciously.

At this moment, the junior brother A Biao, who was his substitute behind him, stepped forward and reminded him, "Senior brother, the guy at the door seems to be Jiang Rongguang from the documentation, he is the owner of this martial arts gym! "

Gangzi was stunned, surprised.

The owner of the pavilion squatting at the door smoking?

He hurriedly looked at Jiang Rongguang carefully, and quickly confirmed that it was indeed the owner of the martial arts hall listed in the data.

At this moment, he was happy.

I didn't expect to block this Jiang Rongguang so smoothly, it really took no effort to get here.

He immediately strode forward a few steps, clasped his fists in both hands, and said loudly: "Yes! I'm going to kick the gym! My disciple Lu Zhigang of the Bajiquan gymnasium of justice, came to your gym today to crack down on fakes! Our capital martial arts world does not allow it. The swindling liar has ruined our reputation, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Huh?

Jiang Rongguang was stunned.

What did this idiot just say?

Not only does he want to come to the gym, but is he coming to the gym in the name of cracking down on counterfeiting?

A swaggering liar?

Say who?

say me?

This is interesting! I have been practicing Bagua Zhang with Master for 20 years, but today I'm going to be cracked down on fakes?

Is this an insult to my kung fu? Or are you insulting the kung fu of my master and mistress?

The movement at the door has attracted many people to watch.

This Glory Martial Arts Hall was originally opened in a crowded area, and the disciples and students who were practicing in the martial arts hall were also attracted at this time.

Some disciples didn't know the whole story of the scene in front of them. They approached Jiang Rongguang and asked in a low voice, "Master, what's the situation? So many people come to us? Why do reporters and anchors seem to be broadcasting live?"

Jiang Rongguang snorted lightly and ignored him.

He stretched his waist greatly, and walked swayingly towards Lu Zhigang with his two long legs.

As he walked, he said, "Okay! Kick the gym, right? Fight fakes, right? Haha, do you need to sign the life and death certificate first? Do you want to decide between life and death?"

Lu Zhigang looked at Jiang Rongguang who came lazily and felt that something was wrong. Why didn't this guy seem panic at all?

Are you confident enough?

Is this guy a master?

But when he looked at Jiang Rongguang, he was around 30 years old at most, similar to his Lu Zhigang, and he, Lu Zhigang, had learned Bajiquan from his master since he was a child, and he was tall and strong, with obvious innate advantages. Is this tall and thin?

Yes!

Although Jiang Rongguang is tall, in this time and space, because he practiced Baguazhang all the year round, he has already trained his body into muscles, and he is still the kind of streamlined muscles.

Originally! Practicing Baguazhang requires a lot of bodywork. If you get fat or strong, it will affect the flexibility of your footwork. Jiang Rongguang has been deliberately controlling his weight over the years. look thin.

"Okay! Very good! Since you are willing to accept my challenge, let's get started! As for the status of life and death? Oh, does the law recognize that thing? Let's do it directly!"

Lu Zhigang didn't believe that he, who had practiced boxing since childhood, could not beat Jiang Rongguang.

Therefore, even if he just felt that Jiang Rongguang's attitude was wrong, he was still not guilty.

What about Baguazhang?

Is Bajiquan less famous than Baguazhang?

At this moment, Lu Zhigang still had the confidence to win.

Having said that, Lu Zhigang put on the starting position of Bajiquan, and at the same time turned his head and motioned his junior brother A Biao to step back.

At this time, there were already many people watching the excitement around.

There are three floors inside and three floors outside, surrounded by a large circle of people.

Jiang Rongguang slowly faded the smile from the corner of his mouth, and also put on the starting style of Baguazhang, and said coldly: "The anti-counterfeiting hit me here. If I don't beat you to tears today, I won't believe Jiang!"

Lu Zhigang smiled disdainfully, "The cow leather is so loud, I'm afraid that the kung fu of your hands is like the kung fu of your mouth! Stop talking nonsense, let's start!"

...

At this moment.

In fact, there are already tens of thousands of people watching this challenge through live broadcast.

In the live broadcast room of Xiaoque, a female disciple of Zhengyi Bajiquan Gym, the number of people online has exceeded 30,000, and the number of people online in her live broadcast room is still increasing.

What's more, in addition to her anchor, there were five or six popular anchors that Song Yuan paid for.

At this moment, Song Yuan was watching the next challenge through the live broadcast.

Wu Zhengyi, the owner of the Zhengyi Bajiquan gym, and others are also watching the upcoming challenge through the live broadcast.

"Master! Do you think Big Brother can win?"

A disciple opened his mouth and asked.

Wu Zhengyi frowned and wanted to curse.

How can you ask that?

Is this still his apprentice?

Before he got angry, another disciple scolded him for him.

"Nonsense! You doubt the strength of the senior brother? Don't you know the strength of the senior brother? How can the senior brother not win? I think the only suspense now is that the senior brother can win with a few tricks!"

Wu Zhengyi loved to hear these words, his face returned to a smile, and he nodded slightly with satisfaction.

Several other disciples joined in.

"That's right! Xiao Liu, you're so rude, why are you worrying about it? Senior Brother beats that pavilion owner, there must be a few tricks!"

"That's right! I bet the eldest brother can take down the pheasant owner within three moves!"

"I bet two moves!"

"I'll take a bet!"

...

Wu Zhengyi blushed slightly, feeling that some apprentices were playing too hard. He felt that it was right to despise his opponent before the war, but he couldn't despise him to this extent.

one move?

Is it really like hitting a three-year-old child?

...

another place.

Song Yuan sat relaxedly on the boss chair in the company's office, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking slightly, his eyes coldly watching the live broadcast on the computer.

He paid a lot of money to ask the Justice Bajiquan Gym to send people to challenge Chen Yu's apprentice and wife. Naturally, the real purpose was not these people.

He will use this kind of challenge to force Chen Yu to end in person.

He's going to abolish Chen Yu!

When he thought of the question that Jiang Wenwen's college roommate Wu Yue asked that day, as well as the few words Jiang Wenwen said personally, his heart couldn't stand it.

——Song Yuan is indeed much worse than my ex-boyfriend, I can't compare...

Jiang Wenwen answered Wu Yue's words in the bedroom that day, and it seemed to echo in his mind at this time.

Can't compare, right?

Let's see!

...

In front of the Glory Martial Arts Hall.

Lu Zhigang and Jiang Rongguang finally started.

Lu Zhigang snorted coldly and rushed towards Jiang Rongguang. Bajiquan is all about going forward and being invincible.

A real master of Bajiquan, without using his hands or feet, can knock people flying with just a single move on his shoulders.

As soon as Lu Zhi moved, Jiang Rongguang followed.

I saw Lu Zhigang walking in a straight line and rushing straight towards Jiang Rongguang, with a fierce momentum, but Jiang Rongguang moved in a curved line with a flick of the figure, seemingly swaying to the left, passing by Lu Zhigang's left, waiting for Lu Zhigang to punch his right fist. Lifting, when he was about to hit him, Jiang Rongguang stumbled under his feet, as if he was about to fall, but suddenly flashed and circled to Lu Zhigang's right side, and when he lifted his palms, he hit him with a quick double-swapping palm.

Lu Zhigang hurriedly jumped forward to avoid this move, but he flashed fast, but Jiang Rongguang chased even faster, his feet kept stepping forward, his palms were as fast as rainstorm, it was a swift attack .

For a time, Lu Zhigang, who was still full of confidence just now, was stunned on the left and right, and only had the opportunity to dodge and give way. If he did not dodge in time, he made a muffled sound, and was beaten in the lower abdomen by Jiang Rongguang's familiar hand. , Suddenly, Lu Zhigang bowed his body and staggered back with a pale face. The palm of his hand just hit his lower abdomen, like a heavy hammer hitting a leather drum.

It seemed like a fluffy palm, only Lu Zhi, who received the punch, knew just how ruthless the palm was.