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Speaking of which, my identity this time and the protagonist of the movie can be said to be related, not referring to blood relationship, but the relationship between master and succession.

Ye Wen's master is Chen Huashun, and Chen Huashun's master is Liang Zan. Liang Zan has a son named Liang Bi, who is also a master of Wing Chun. When he was a child, he had disagreements with his family because he advocated combining the directors of various schools to improve Wing Chun, and left HK in a rage.

Ip Man went to HK to study when he was young, and was fortunate to be mentored by Liang Bi, who benefited a lot. After returning to Foshan, he even had a little trouble with his senior brother because of this incident.

After talking about the relationship between Liang Bi and Ye Wen, let's talk about his relationship with Liang Bi.

According to the character setting given to him by the system, the clothes he wears and the name has not been changed. Lin Yue, whose ancestral home is Chaozhou, lived with his father at the HK Wharf since he was a child. During the period, Liang Bi kept using Ip Man to motivate his apprentices, saying that Ip Man was the student he admired the most in his life, with high talent, high comprehension, and hardworking.

The apprentices all knew that Liang Bi and Chen Huashun had a bad relationship. If Master Liang Zan hadn't favored the latter, the former would not have gone away in a rage. Now Liang Bi kept praising an outsider and belittling his own in front of the apprentices, which made everyone very angry. Dissatisfied, there is a pot of fire in my heart.

One must know that no matter how talented Ye Man is, no matter how good his boxing skills are, he would never say that he is Liang Bi's apprentice in front of outsiders, but only that he is a student of Chen Huashun in Foshan.

Children are most likely to be influenced by adults. Lin Yue in this world has been determined to defeat Ye Wen since he was ten years old and get Liang Bi's approval, but it is a pity that Liang Bi died when he was thirteen years old.

In the next ten years, his father opened a fish stall in the seafood market, and he continued to practice Wing Chun while helping out at home. In 1935, because of conflicts with his family about learning boxing, and learning that Ye Wen was living in seclusion in Foshan from his fellow disciples, he left Hong Kong in a fit of anger and rushed to Foshan by train to find someone.

He felt that for seventeen years, he worked hard every day and studied hard every day. He was already the best among his brothers. Now he will be able to defeat Ye Wen in Foshan, so as to relieve his obsession and comfort Liang Bi's spirit in heaven.

He is brave and ruthless, obsessed with winning or losing. From Lin Yue's point of view, the self in the current world has already lost before seeing Ye Wen. With such a heart, it is difficult to even qualify as a first-class boxer to become a grandmaster.

Woo~

Another whistle sounded, and the black smoke from the steam engine drifted away with the wind. A little girl in a western dress caught his attention. Seeing her staring at the taffy on the table, he took out a few pieces and handed them over. .

The little girl was not afraid of life, she said "Thank you uncle" in a childlike voice, and happily took the few pieces of candy and put them into the pocket of the dress, with innocent smiles in her eyes.

"The child is naughty, so I didn't bother you." A woman dressed in a purple shawl and carrying a white leather bag, who was dressed in a foreign style, came over to apologize to him.

Lin Yue waved his hand: "Your daughter?"

The woman smiled and nodded, looking dotingly at the little girl who was gnawing on toffee like a squirrel eating melon seeds.

Lin Yue said, "Very cute."

"Thank you." The woman sat down on the seat next to her: "Are you going to Foshan?"

"right."

"Visiting relatives?"

"Business."

"oh."

"And you?"

"Visiting relatives."

"So, you are very familiar with Foshan."

"Let's put it that way."

"Then do you know a martial arts street?"

"You mean East Street, right?"

"right."

"Look for a martial art street, are you going to learn boxing?"

"Well, do you have any recommendations?"

"I have been married to Guangzhou for several years, and I don't know which martial arts gym is the most famous now. If the Wing Chun martial arts gym at the foot of Xiqiao Mountain is still open, you can go and have a look."

"Wing Chun..." Lin Yue lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then raised his head suddenly: "I haven't asked for advice yet."

The woman said, "My surname is Zhang."

Sure enough, Lin Yuexin said that no wonder the person in front of him gave him a feeling of deja vu.

"What about you? What's your name?" The woman hugged the curious little girl into her arms.

"Lin Yue, Shuangmu Lin, jumping jump."

...

In the evening, when the train arrived at the station, Lin Yue bid farewell to that Miss Zhang, got off the train with his luggage, and followed the turbulent flow of people out of the station.

East Street is the most prosperous street market in Foshan. In the evening, there are many people. Robes, mandarin jackets, Chinese tunic suits, linen clothes, suits, black top hats... In short, at a glance, new and old, Chinese and foreign, all kinds of clothes appear like exhibitions. On and off the long road.

All kinds of signboards are hung on the outer walls of the shops on both sides, match shops, preserved meat shops, oil shops, tailor shops, cigarette sellers, soap sellers...

Lin Yue went to the ticket office to exchange some silver dollars, and after he came out, he bought a few pieces of specialty cakes at the roadside stall, and walked inside while eating.

There was a small square at the end of the long street. There were rows of rickshaws parked in the open space, and the drivers with torn towels around their necks were gathering together to talk about something, pointing out the martial arts gym over there from time to time.

Qinglong Martial Arts Hall, Shaolin Hongquan Martial Arts Hall, Weiyi Martial Arts Hall, Taishan Martial Arts Hall...

Red silk was hung around the plaque of the Taishan Martial Arts Hall, and there were still debris of firecrackers that had not been cleaned up on the ground.

Lin Yue took a bite of the pastry, thinking that it was a coincidence that he came here, it was the beginning of the plot of "Ip Man", and after a while, Master Liao from Taishan Hall was going to compete with Ip Man.

He didn't think too much about this matter, and he didn't have the heart to join in the fun. Now that he has received Lin Yue's memory from the world of "Ip Man", the most important thing he should do is to meditate and cultivate, using the boxing he learned in the real world, "Ip Man" The [Thai Boxing] skills acquired in the world of Detective Chinatown and Wing Chun are a little bit mixed. If you don’t do this, if you really want to use Western or Nanyang boxing skills to compete with others in a place like Foshan, you will be called a traitor. He doesn't want to bear the notoriety of destroying gold and destroying bones, and he can't bear it.

Walk around, walk around, because he is fluent in Cantonese, and he has no problem communicating with the locals. When the sun was about to set, he found a Chinese medicine wine shop in a corner, and the window at the door read With the word sublease, it seems that because the location is not good and the business is sluggish, the boss has to choose to give up.

"Boss, are you subletting this shop?"

The listless old shopkeeper at the counter glanced up at him: "Yes."

Lin Yue asked, "How much is the sublease price?"

The old man stretched out his scissors.

"Two oceans?"

The man became anxious all of a sudden: "It's twenty yuan. The rent is due in April next year, and there is almost half a year left."

"Twenty yuan for rent for half a year? You really dare to ask for it, can you turn it around for ten yuan?"

The old man waved his hand arrogantly: "No."

"If you don't turn it, forget it." Lin Yue turned his head and left.

"Young man, wait a minute." Seeing him leaving as soon as he said it, the old man chased him out from the counter: "How about fifteen yuan? It can't be less."

"One price, twelve yuan." Lin Yue had one foot in the threshold and one foot outside the threshold, seeing that posture, as long as the boss said something unpleasant, he immediately slapped his ass and left.

The old man hesitated for a while, and wiped off the thread sticking to his chest with his hand: "Okay, twelve yuan is twelve yuan."

It has been more than a month since the notice of subletting was posted at the door. During this period, only three or two customers asked him during the chat. There are almost no people who really want to rent the shop. Now a young man who is willing to bargain with him has come. People, there is no reason to let go.

Lin Yue said, "Then write the lease."

The old man didn't expect him to be so straightforward. He walked into the counter and said tentatively: "Young man, I see that you speak and act neatly. I'm curious. What kind of business do you want to rent this shop?"

"Open a martial arts gym." Lin Yue felt that there was no need to hide it.

"Open a martial arts gym?"

Snapped!

The brush in the old man's hand fell on the counter, and the ink soaked the rice paper.

Why open a martial arts gym? Is there a hole in this guy's brain? Whoever opens a martial arts gym is not looking for a spacious and bright place where passers-by can see it at a glance. He is so good, he ran to a corner to open a martial arts gym, really... rich money.

Of course, this is someone else's business. The old man's idea is very simple, that is, to sublet the shop to reduce losses.

I don't know if he was afraid of Lin Yue's sudden repentance, or because he didn't want to stay here for a moment, the old man finished writing the lease and handed it to him for review.

After confirmation by both parties, the payment will be paid after signing the painting, and the sublease contract will be completed. The old man promised to bring people over to vacate the store tomorrow. Lin Yue asked for the location of the store where martial arts tools such as wooden dummy posts, weapon racks, and sandbags were made, and took the key out of the pharmacy.

...

Half a month later, Sha Danyuan took his two little brothers to the alley at the corner of East Street, pointed to the shop inside and said, "When someone else opens a martial arts gym, who doesn't beat the gongs, drums and lions to worship the sky and surrounds the whole street?" Setting off firecrackers, the owner of the gym is good, let alone the martial arts hall opened in a corner, there is no ceremony, and I haven't seen him go to meet his comrades in the martial arts hall for so many days, I really don't know what this person is thinking, Since I lost the bet with the people from Qinglong Martial Arts in the teahouse just now, my father always said that a man will keep his word, so today we must find out his reality, see what kind of punches he fights and what kind of disciples he teaches."

The rat-headed guy next to him looked at the guy who said the plaque was not like a plaque made of broken wood. He curled his lips and said, "I've never seen a guy who can do things like him."

Thanks to the book friends with the tail number 9955 for the 1,000 starting coins, and Xia Zu for the 100 starting coins.