Dad, please try harder

After getting up the next day, Ding Linlang felt unnatural for a moment when he saw Qian Quan.

However, it soon returned to normal.

"Did you know you were talking in your sleep last night?" Qian Quan told her what happened last night.

"What, what are you talking in your sleep?" Ding Linlang was rarely nervous.

"I just called my name and asked you what happened, but you fell asleep again."

"You must have heard wrong."

"The shouting was so clear that I was even shocked."

"You heard me wrong, I didn't shout."

"Uh... okay." Qian Quan didn't bother to argue with her.

After breakfast, the two went to Lingyin Temple.

Lingyin Temple was built during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, more than 1,600 years ago. Its most famous attraction is the Sansheng Stone, which is said to be very effective in seeking marriage.

However, there is another rumor about it that is more famous on the Internet, that is, the Lingyin Temple recruitment notice for monks, which has been widely circulated because the benefits offered are very attractive:

Monthly salary of 8,000, eight-hour work system, food and accommodation included, and hourly overtime compensation when traveling for business trips. After working for three years, the salary will increase to 14,000. If you can be promoted to the abbot, the salary can reach 30,000. If you can tell fortunes and read fortunes, you can

If you draw dividends, you must abstain from alcohol, sex, and pornography only while at work, and do not interfere with your private life while off work, and it will not affect your marriage and children.

As for the requirements, you need a bachelor's degree, graduate school is preferred, and the ability to recite the Diamond Sutra and the Lotus Sutra are preferred. Considering that the Buddha is an Indian, you need to pass CET-6 in English (you can never let the meritorious Buddha pass when you talk to the Buddha about your innermost feelings)

Tang Sanzang will translate it for you). During the internship, you are required to take one compulsory course of seventy-two stunts and two optional courses...

This advertisement is written in a very real and deceptive manner. It is actually a scam. It posts recruitment posts pretending to be from different temples in different places in order to deceive graduates' personal information.

"What do you want to ask for when you go to Lingyin Temple?"

There were a lot of people on the subway. Qian Quan protected Ding Linlang in a corner. The two stood face to face and were in physical contact. It was inevitable that they felt a little strange.

In fact, when they used to play one-on-one basketball, the physical contact was more intense, but at that time, they just wanted to get past the opponent or block the opponent, and they didn't think much about it.

At this moment, in this situation, in a foreign country, the atmosphere is a little subtle.

Ding Linlang deliberately found a topic to ease the embarrassment.

"First, I will worship Medicine Buddha and ask him to protect my family's safety and health. Then I will worship Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, hoping for success in college. Finally, I will worship Manjushri Bodhisattva, praying for a successful career and becoming the richest man in Pearl City in the future." Qian Quan.

I checked the guide last night to make sure I didn’t burn the wrong incense.

"You still want to be the richest man?"

Qian Quan smiled and said: "Whose dream when they were young was not to be rich?"

Ding Linlang smiled and nodded.

"What about you, what are you begging for?" Qian Quan looked at the girl and asked.

"I'll be the same as you, but I won't compete with you for the richest man. I just want financial freedom."

Qian Quan smiled and said: "If I become the richest man, I will guarantee your financial freedom."

"I hope you will do what you say." Ding Linlang smiled and looked at him.

Neither of them mentioned the Sansheng Stone on purpose.

At this time, the subway suddenly slowed down, and the two bodies were pressed against each other by inertia, and then slowly and quietly separated.

"How many stops are there?"

Qian Quan looked up and looked at the road map.

Ding Linlang lowered her head and looked at her phone.

…

"The left palm changes into a fist and rushes forward in a straight line along the center line, with the tail pointing downwards. The right palm also changes into a fist and returns to the middle line of the chest, leaning on the left elbow, with the tail pointing downwards..."

Because the summer vacation is coming to an end, Qian Wenlin has been practicing particularly diligently during this period.

Wing Chun has a boxing formula of "punching with the elbow in the middle". Therefore, for every punch, you must pay attention to the elbow always being close to the center line, and use the elbow to push the punch out in a straight line. When punching, each punch must be on the other side.

Shooting from above the wrist makes the hands always in a "closed state" to prevent the enemy from "trying to cut me in the middle".

Today he practiced Japanese boxing and was getting better.

Although Xiao Niu's movements are not complicated, they are at the stage of laying the foundation. Only by practicing the combination of each Xiao Niu's movements can you further learn more advanced moves and enter the practical stage of practice.

After practicing the chain of left and right punches for three hundred rounds, retract the left fist to the side of the chest and stand at attention with both feet close together.

"If nothing else, I will be able to master all the tricks of Xiaoniu today. It seems that all my previous skills have not been wasted."

Qian Wenlin was in high spirits and in a good mood after the boxing session.

"Children Shitou and Linlang don't believe that I am a unique martial arts prodigy. I came back and surprised them."

Take a short rest and then walk another round of "Yi Tan San Fu Shou".

By the time Qian Wenlin had mastered all the segmented routines, it was already approaching noon.

He let out a breath and stopped watching the video explanations and book instructions. He stood upright with his feet together, raised his hands to his chest, made a fist, with the center of the fist facing up and the back of the fist facing down. His knees were slightly bent, and the soles of his feet were pressed against the ground, facing left and right.

Separate, place the inner eight characters, open the two characters to clamp the sheep and horses...

This series of actions are all completed consecutively without any pauses in between.

Then cross the palms downwards, cross the hands upwards, close the fists, and punch... spread the hands, fold the hands, horizontal palms, straight palms, index fingers, circle hands... left arm, left palms, left bottom palm...

Then punch with the left and right Japanese characters, and finally stand at attention and close the posture, and call it a day.

Wing Chun, a small thought, this is the success.

…

Move time forward one hour.

After Qian Quan and Ding Linlang worshiped the Bodhisattva at Lingyin Temple, they took bus No. 7 to Southern Song Dynasty Royal Street.

When traveling to Hangzhou, West Lake is naturally the first place to visit, followed by this street paved during the Southern Song Dynasty.

About fifty minutes later, the two got off the bus at Sanyuanfang and walked toward their destination. They didn't go far when they saw a chess stall on the side of the road.

"In the end game of the Southern Song Dynasty, you can choose black or red, and the red chess goes first. The price is 100 yuan per game. If you win the game, you will get 300, if you draw, you will get 100, and if you lose, you will pay 100."

There were about ten people standing around the chess stall, all discussing and studying.

"Go and have a look." Ding Linlang became curious.

Qian Quan was also attracted by the words "Endgame of the Southern Song Dynasty" and walked over with Ding Linlang.

The chess player is an old man in his sixties. There are three endgames on the ground in front of him. The challenger can choose any one.

"Do you believe that the red chess game will win? I only need to discard the two rooks and then I can launch a series of cannons..."

A strong young man pointed at one of the chess games and said.

"How do you set up a chain of artillery? You fire the artillery general, Black's flying elephant, and the black artillery is aimed at your rear artillery." Another person said.

Ding Linlang watched for a while and whispered to Qian Quan: "I feel that Black had the upper hand in that game, and I have a greater chance of winning if I choose Black."

Qian Quan was silent for a while, and after a while, he said: "The three games are all draws. If you can't win, let's go."

"It's all a draw? Really or not, you can't win?"

Qian Quan shook his head and said softly: "This is not a mess, it's a scam."

"Wait a minute, I'll take a photo, go back and try again."

Qian Quan had written down all the endings of the three games and was about to stop him when Ding Linlang took out his cell phone.

"Hey, what are you taking pictures of?"

The strong young man onlookers saw Ding Linlang taking out his mobile phone and asked in a bad tone.

"I will take pictures of these three endings and go back to study." Ding Linlang is a high school student after all and has not experienced much of the world.

The strong young man exchanged glances with the other two onlookers, and the three people gathered around Qian Quan and Ding Linlang.

"What are you studying? If you are interested, pay the money to challenge. If you don't dare to challenge, just leave. Don't cause trouble."

"That's right, what you are showing here is an ancestral endgame passed down from the Southern Song Dynasty, an intangible cultural heritage. What does it mean if you take it back and study it? Delete it immediately!"

Qian Quan had already seen that they were in a group, so he put his body slightly in front of Ding Linlang and said: "We will delete it, and we promise to delete it. You can continue to watch chess."

"Delete it in front of us!" the strong young man said in a stern tone.

"Or if you pay for the next round, you can learn on the spot without deleting the photos." Another person said.

Ding Linlang showed her phone: "I have deleted it."

Saying that, he took Qian Quan and left.

The three people blocked them: "How do we know whether you deleted it, hidden it, or sent it to someone else? Bring your phone over and let us check it."

"Hand over the phone, or play the next round, your choice." Another person sang the double act.

Qian Quan's expression also changed: "Are you sure you want to make a big deal out of this? This is one of the liveliest areas in Hangzhou. If the noise starts, the police will arrive soon."

"Stop talking nonsense, bring your phone over, we'll check it and return it to you. People are working hard here to play the chess game, and they don't force you to play. It's all voluntary. But if you take pictures and cheat, what will happen if the police come?"

Qian Quan thought to himself: "The chess game itself with money is a scam, and now I have arranged for you to deceive passers-by. This is obviously a very typical scam. When the police come, you have to join the game. It seems to be a formal business."

Similar."

"Let's pay him to do it." Ding Linlang realized that Qian Quan was on the verge of going crazy, and was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he decided to spend 100 yuan to settle the matter.

Qian Quan naturally understood Ding Linlang's intention, but he also knew very well that as long as he handed over the 100 yuan, he would not be able to get it back even if he made a draw.

But if you don't agree to them...

He himself was okay, he was afraid that Ding Linlang would be harmed.

While hesitating, a system prompt suddenly sounded in his mind:

[Ding, the system has detected that your father has just started practicing Wing Chun, and will reward you with a Grandmaster Wing Chun! 】

The next moment, a large amount of information flowed into the mind. Thousands of figures were practicing martial arts in the mind, some were empty-handed, some were holding eight swords, some were holding six-and-a-half sticks, some were practicing alone, some were fighting each other, and they were performing various movements.

, small thoughts, looking for bridges, pointing fingers, wooden dummy stakes, secret techniques for cutting swords, methods of moving sticks...

Practice it over and over again, repeat it thousands of times, until you remember it deeply and vividly.

At the same time, there was a strange force that traveled throughout his body like an earthworm with static electricity, causing him to feel an itchy and numb feeling all over his body, in his eight meridians, and between his muscles, skin, bones, and flesh, as if he was accumulating

I have endless power, and I really want to try my best to vent it.

That feeling is like——

He can hit ten now!