Dad, please try harder

Chapter 66 Lifetime free card for the club!

Author: Dr. Silver

Chapter 66 Lifetime free card for the club!

The two characters Zhuge Zhelan and Feng Lingxi come from the new work "Que Xian" by Man Mu Linlang, a contemporary non-famous online writer in my country.

Among them, Feng Lingxi is the heroine of this book, and Zhuge Zhelan is her head master.

Ever since a fairy-tale drama about a master-disciple romance became popular, works following the trend have sprung up one after another.

The master who has a cold personality, strong magic power, loneliness and affection, a tough-talking and arrogant master + a cute and hard-working, innocent and mysterious female apprentice has become a new popular CP.

It seems that in a world of immortals, a powerful master would be embarrassed to practice immortality without accepting a female disciple.

Therefore, when these two characters appeared in "Que Xian", readers subconsciously thought that Zhuge Zhelan must be Feng Lingxi's official concubine.

According to the current popular routine, what follows is a long-lasting relationship → Moral intolerance → A third party disrupts the situation → Suppression of feelings → Misunderstanding without explanation → The identity of the heroine is revealed → The heroine becomes dark → The master and the hero silently pay → Love and kill each other → The truth is revealed

Torture again...

Qian Quan, who knew the outline and main plot of the book, knew that Zhuge Zhelan, the master, would die heroically when fighting against the villain later. After a small reversal, the master brother took over.

Although there are many readers of "Que Xian" now enjoying the master-disciple CP, in terms of the real content, Zhuge Zhelan and Feng Lingxi are a relatively pure pair of masters and disciples, an anti-routine setting.

Based on this point, Qian Quan’s example can be said to be a perfect counterattack to the CP setting of Ding Linlang’s master and apprentice.

But the problem is that his current personality is that he doesn't know what book Ding Linlang has written. This revelation in person not only shows that he is pursuing the book but also understands it deeply, which makes Ding Linlang uneasy.

Faced with Ding Linlang's questioning, Qian Quan responded quickly: "There is a sentence in the copywriting of your introduction that I thought of, and I found it easily."

"Qian Quan, don't lie to me. With your tone just now, I've already finished my last book, right?"

There is no way, they know each other too well, they often hang out together, and rarely pretend or put up any defenses.

It's not like he can't lie to her, but she's already told her this, and there's no point in hiding it anymore.

He nodded immediately: "Not only did he finish chasing, but he also insisted on voting every day. There were also many selected messages in the comment area. It can be said that he is a long-time fan of Lin Lang."

"Qian Quan!" Ding Linlang's face turned red when he heard this.

It’s so shameful! It’s so shameful!

There was a feeling of powerlessness as the diary I wrote when I was eleven or twelve years old was read out to him in front of me.

"Are you among my readers?" Ding Linlang resisted.

"I told you not to be angry and not to kick me out of the group."

"You speak first."

"You promise first."

"Okay, I won't be angry or kick you, just tell me."

Qian Quan switched to the "Zhidaoren" account on his mobile phone and sent a message to Lin Lang: "Qian Quan, please speak to Lin Lang's great master, Ding Linlang."

When Ding Linlang received this message, she almost dropped her phone. Three seconds later——

"Money - power! I'm going to kill you!"

That’s right, Qian Quan is not only in her reader group, but also the administrator of her group!

Not only was she the administrator of her group, but she also interacted with her countless times in the group, and the topic even involved Qian Quan himself.

Other members in the group often tease her and the mysterious little girl.

As a result, I was among the group members when I was little, and sometimes they would tease me along with them.

It can be called the ultimate social death!

Ding Linlang rushed over and grabbed Qian Quan's neck.

"Hey, I'm a master. I'm...ah, the sixth star of Beidou...Gaxing..."

Of course, Ding Linlang wouldn't really use force, but the sudden sense of shame made her have to do something to relieve the embarrassment.

The two quarreled for a while, until Qian Quan pulled her into his arms in order to resist, and the two quickly separated with a tacit understanding.

It's not that this level of contact has never happened before, but now that the two of us have grown up and become more mature, we should avoid too close contact.

Therefore, the means to alleviate the embarrassment made the atmosphere even more embarrassing.

"When did you know that I wrote a book?" Ding Linlang quickly changed the subject.

"Not long after you coded, I noticed it. Originally, it was the fact that you typed on the keyboard every day that first attracted my attention. Then one day I saw you reading your own book on the Citong Literature Network. Combined with your pen name and writing style, it was easy to

It was just inferred.”

Ding Linlang was speechless for a long time, and after a minute or two, she said: "Some of the things Lin Lang said do not represent my true views, do you understand?"

"clear."

"I, some of the plots in my book are needed for the plot. Many of the descriptions were found online. I don't understand them very well myself, you know?"

"I know." Qian Quan's tone should be as sincere as possible.

"do not tell anyone."

"Do not tell."

"You can't tease me with the plots and sentences in the book!"

"No teasing."

Ding Linlang thought for a while and said: "That's all for now, and I will add more later when I think of it."

"Um."

The two went to have a meal and then returned to school.

Not long after the separation, Ding Linlang indeed added another message and sent it directly to "Zhidaoren" online:

"You are not allowed to view chat history."

I don’t know: “Don’t check.”

…

Six pm.

Zhao Chunjia sent a car to take Qian Quan to the Tulip Garden.

Zhao Chunjia even took his wife and daughter downstairs to greet him in person.

After the meeting, Huang Lingyan, Zhao Chunjia's wife, couldn't help but have some exchanges of greetings like fellow countrymen meeting fellow countrymen and schoolmates meeting schoolmates.

After entering the house, I saw Mr. Hu, another old man and a gentle middle-aged man wearing a decent suit and glasses.

"This is Bai Yu's master, Master Gong Xuanzhu, whom you know from my father-in-law. This is Gu Shuntang, my brother and my best friend."

Zhao Chunjia really regarded Qian Quan as an extremely important guest. He not only invited his best buddies to accompany him, but also introduced him so solemnly.

Qian Quan greeted each one politely, and the other party also responded one by one.

"Bai Yu told me what you said to guide her on the court. It was so exquisite and profound!

"Thank you, I won't say much more. If you need help from me as an old man in the future, just ask. It's my duty to do so."

When Gong Xuanzhu saw Qian Quan, he couldn't hide his excitement and made a verbal promise that seemed easy but actually carried a lot of weight.

The sixty-four moves of Jin Sheng Yu Zhen are the unique skills of his sect. Now they are continued, and their significance is self-evident.

"You're so polite. The main reason is that you teach well and classmate Zhao Baiyu learns well. I'm just pushing the boat along and adding icing on the cake." Qian Quan said.

Gong Xuanzhu waved his hand and said:

"We in Xingyi Quan say, 'If you can advance in thinking, don't exist in thinking. If you can start in one's energy, don't live in one'."

"Especially when learning kung fu at the critical point, if you stagnate for too long, you will easily fall into self-gratification and fall short. Only by 'progressing' can you break the self-gratification. The warning at this time is no less than ten years of teaching kung fu. Brother Qian, don't be humble.

"

"It's just a coincidence that I happened to meet him at the right time." Qian Quan is no longer overly modest.

"The word 'coincidence' is a good one!" Huang Pinghu continued, "The way people meet and get to know each other depends on these four words. Let's sit down and talk."

Everyone took their seats one by one.

Zhao Chunjia said: "Everyone here today is our own people, we don't talk about so many false etiquette."

At the dinner table, Qian Quan is naturally the protagonist.

Huang Pinghu discussed literature with him, and Gong Xuanzhu discussed martial arts with him.

Huang Lingyan chatted with him about the past and present of Huai No. 1 Middle School, and Zhao Chunjia specially asked Zhao Baiyu to toast him a glass of wine.

In contrast, Gu Shuntang, who was sitting with him, talked less, but he always clinked glasses with Qian Quan at the right time, or asked him about some things about his study and life.

Qian Quan said everything he knew when he could answer, and if he couldn't answer, he spoke politely and bluntly without any hesitation.

After the meal, the topics covered chess, fortune telling, qi reading, martial arts, Zhonghai cuisine, future career plans, etc.

In fact, according to Qian Quan's initial plan with his parents, he was going to take the exam to become a teacher after graduating from college. Now he has more options.

You can get involved in fields such as chess, basketball, and martial arts, or you can simply open a comprehensive training class yourself.

There are infinite possibilities in the future, so there is no rush to make a conclusion yet.

If there is another secret reason, it is that he doesn't know what new things his father can do.

To a certain extent, his future ceiling depends on his father's ceiling.

Is this another form of fighting for dad?

Zhao Chunjia hinted that Qian Quan could join his company directly after graduation. Judging from his tone, it would be more than just being a waiter.

"When I was young, I was conceited about my talent. When I learned Kung Fu from my master, I would master it in a short time. Whenever I had something to do, I would go to the door and challenge the gym. However, I rarely encountered setbacks. Until today, I saw

Brother Qian, you know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

"If I had been born a few decades later and met you, I might have kept a much lower profile. So, today I'm just going to have some teenage madness and compete with you, Brother Qian, how about it?"

Gong Xuanzhu was very talkative today. After drinking two drinks, he became more relaxed and even took the initiative to invite money and power.

Zhao Baiyu was secretly amazed and thought that if other brothers and sisters saw Master in this state, their jaws would definitely drop.

Qian Quan heard what Gong Xuanzhu said, and it was exactly what he wanted.

After the competition in the morning, I wanted to fight with the two martial arts seniors, but I didn't expect them to say "they don't know how to do the same thing" and they were so humble.

"I just want to ask Senior Gong for advice." Qian Quan said.

Gong Xuanzhu chuckled and said, "I don't dare ask for advice. I'm afraid I don't have anything to teach you about boxing and kicking. If you really start fighting, it's hard to say how many moves an old man like me can handle."

"As the saying goes, 'Fists are afraid of young men, and sticks are afraid of old men.' How about I compare my ideas with you on my fists and feet, and then learn how to use sticks with you?"

"Yes." Qian Quan agreed.

With that said, everyone came to Zhao Baiyu's underground martial arts training hall.

"In martial arts, each school has different routines and moves, but there is a universal saying, which is called 'not seeing, not hearing, and sensing danger and avoiding it.' Brother Qian must have heard of it too?"

"I've heard of it." Qian Quan nodded, "It is said that when people practice kung fu to the point where they can become gods by sitting in the sun, they will have some kind of subconscious ability to predict danger. In my opinion, it should be a faster conditioned reflex.

"It seems like some animals can predict weather changes in advance."

"Almost." Gong Xuanzhu nodded, "Let's compare this first."

Qian Quan was curious: "Okay, how to compare?"

"It's very simple. One party stands still and the other party taps his shoulder from behind to see if he can hit the target." Gong Xuanzhu said with an innocent smile in his eyes.

"Okay, please go first."

Gong Xuanzhu did not refuse.

Qian Quan stood still with his back turned.

Gong Xuanzhu's smile faded, his expression became serious, and his whole body's energy seemed to have also subsided.

I saw his right foot raised slightly, leaning forward silently like a snake, his body seemed to be swaying, quietly approaching Qian Quan as if he was unaware of it.

It was obviously a childish little game, but everyone else watched with bated breath and nervous expressions on their faces.

Especially Zhao Baiyu, who stared at the master's footwork and bodywork with bright eyes.

When Gong Xuanzhu saw that he was less than one foot away from Qian Quan, he raised his hand to pat his shoulder, but his palm was hanging in the air, shaking slightly, but not falling. He didn't know what he was waiting for.

Just when others were confused, suddenly, Gong Xuanzhu's palm quickly clapped.

In the flash of lightning, everyone felt a figure flash past and discovered that Qian Quan had moved two meters away.

Gong Xuanzhu slapped the air with one palm.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"Hahaha, good, good!" Gong Xuanzhu failed to take the shot. Not only was he not disappointed, he was overjoyed. "When young people get up, us old antiques can retire well."

Qian Quan said truthfully: "I'm sorry, I'm not 'invisible'. I avoided it based on my ability to listen to the bridge. This round is not considered a win."

Gong Xuanzhu didn't take it seriously: "It's the same, different paths lead to the same destination. It won't take you a few years to reach that state. Now it's me."

Gong Xuanzhu turned around in high spirits.

Qian Quan took a few steps back, first said "I'm offended", and then stood still, observing Gong Xuanzhu's back.

After a few seconds, Qian Quan took a step to the left and stood for two seconds, looking as if he was about to step back.

But the next second, he had already rushed out with the afterimage.

When he looked again, he gently placed his palm on Gong Xuanzhu's shoulder.

Gong Xuanzhu laughed heartily again: "I'm old, I'm really old. I can't accept old age."

Qian Quan said: "You have noticed that I took advantage of my youth and speed. You are not losing this game."

Gong Xuanzhu said with a smile: "If you feel the danger and can't avoid it, wouldn't it be even more of a failure?"

Qian Quan no longer said much, but felt that he still had room for improvement and must not be complacent.

At least, the "Wudang Secret Small Cycle Gong" given by Zhang Xiang'er should be practiced more diligently.

Later, Gong Xuanzhu competed with Qian Quan again.

Wing Chun Six and a half stick, the movements are very simple, there are no tricks in the content, and there are no unnecessary and redundant movements. It can be summarized in a few words: scrape, point, pick, circle, mark, sweep, and flick. It requires strength to penetrate the tip of the stick.

, stick and man unite.

Qian Quan's stick technique is naturally at the master level, but when he fought against Gong Xuanzhu, he was overwhelmed at first.

Not only was the stick entangled with him, but the instep of his foot was almost hit.

"The stick is afraid of the old man" is really not just for listening.

Fortunately, all kinds of practical stick skills flashed through his mind quickly, and he felt a surge of excitement in his chest. He shook his hands, used force against force, flicked out of the palace, selected a long bamboo stick, and followed it up with sweep, point, and mark to counterattack.

The two of them tried their best in this fight, and finally ended in a draw.

After all, Gong Xuanzhu was a bit out of breath due to his age, and Qian Quan was also sweating this time, but he still had some energy left.

"It's so good!" Gong Xuanzhu said, "I haven't had such a good fight with someone for a long time. Brother Qian, how about another date when you are free in the future?"

"What I wish for."

After competing with Gong Xuanzhu, it was time for Qian Quan to return to school.

Zhao Chunjia winked at his brother Gu Shuntang, who nodded slightly in understanding.

"Brother Qian is going back to Maritime Normal University, right?" Gu Shuntang asked.

"yes."

"Just in time, I'm going over there to do some errands, let's come together."

"good."

Qian Quan said goodbye to everyone in the Zhao family and returned to school in Gu Shuntang's car.

The distance is not far, half an hour's drive.

When he arrived at the school gate, Gu Shuntang stopped the car, handed the paper bag from the passenger side to Qian Quan, and said: "Brother Qian, there is a small gift here. Big brother asked me to give it to you, please accept it."

"Don't worry, it's not anything valuable, just a membership card and a few leftover shopping cards from company events."

Qian Quan refused: "I've already eaten the meal and drank the wine, so the gift is waived."

Gu Shuntang said: "Compared with your advice on Bai Yu, this gift is actually not worth it at all. According to the elder brother's wish, he was originally going to give you a Rolex and a few gold bars, but Mr. Hu said that would be vulgar.

"So I changed it to the black membership card of Funing No. 1 and a few shopping cards. If you insist on not accepting it, my brother will inevitably send you gold bars and watches."

"Okay." Qian Quan had no choice but to take the paper bag, "Actually, he already gave me a membership card."

"Well, that red card is free three times. You can give it to friends. This black card is free for life. It also has some private customized benefits exclusive to senior members. You can unlock them slowly in the future."

Qian Quan: "..." This gift is no lighter than a watch and a gold bar.

After saying goodbye to Gu Shuntang, Qian Quan got out of the car.

I casually opened the bag and looked at it. There was a delicate metal box inside, which should be the black membership card of Funing No. 1.

Next to the metal box is a bulging envelope containing a card.

Qian Quan opened the envelope and found a thick stack of shopping cards inside, each with a face value of 5,000 yuan.

I counted a total of 20 pictures!

This chapter has 4778 words, two in one.

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