sbdcsierra Chapter 176 Martial Arts Exchange
Chapter 176 Martial Arts Exchange
Chapter 176 Martial Arts Exchange
Tan Jialiang put on a humble look and said, "It's okay tonight. I'll come over to see if there is anything you need help with..."
While he was talking to Shan Fang, out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Jiamin, who was getting closer and closer behind her.
Under the street lights at night, her face was a little hazy. Different from the deserted appearance seen during the day, her face had a touch of softness under the lights, and her beautiful facial features seemed to have been given a soft light. Tan Jialiang took one look and almost couldn't bear to move. Open, I just feel my heart is burning.
Shan Fang's gentle response came to her ears, "Thank you, Senior Brother Tan, you are so kind..."
Seeing that Jiamin and the round-faced girl were about to pass him, he quickly stretched out his arms and said, "You are from the dormitory, so I'll ask them together."
He raised the book-like notebooks in his hand and said, "We are all majoring in the numeracy department. These are the notes I took in the first semester of my freshman year. The numeracy course is more difficult to understand, so I brought it here specially. As a reference for you guys..."
Tan Jialiang has a quick mind. Seeing that the other party seems to have enough material needs, he simply uses his studies as a breakthrough.
"That's great." Shan Fang turned to look at her two roommates, "Let me get a copy for each of you..."
Ji Songxiang was a little moved and looked at Jiamin.
Jiamin shook her head, "I don't need it." After saying that, without waiting for her response, she walked straight to the door of the dormitory.
Ji Songxiang also followed closely, "Then I don't need to..."
Tan Jialiang watched the two of them leave. Shan Fang reached out and took the notebook from his hand, "It's okay. They will definitely look at it when I take it back."
Tan Jialiang then turned his gaze back and said, "Okay, I'll give it all to you. Have you eaten?"
"After eating, we even got into trouble over a trivial matter." Shan Fang pouted while holding the information in her hand.
"Let's talk and listen. Bystanders know better. Maybe I can give you some advice." Tan Jialiang looked at Shan Fang with gentle eyes.
"Zhao Jiamin saw an acquaintance in the cafeteria and said he was good-looking, so I said a few words to her, but they turned on me. I think that person is not as good as you at all..." Shan Fang added jealously. Talk about things in your own favor.
"What's that person's name?" Tan Jialiang's heart tightened and he asked quickly.
"I don't know his name either..." Shan Fang glanced at Tan Jialiang secretly and suddenly had an idea, "But you have played with him, the one with very fair skin..."
Tan Jialiang searched in his mind and found that there were not many people with fair skin playing golf, "Qiu...Qiu Huoming?"
"It turns out his name is Qiu Huoming. This name is so earthy." Shan Fang sneered.
This sentence struck a chord in Tan Jialiang's heart, "The name is really not nice, and the person is not good either. Okay, I'll go back first, and I'll give you the notebook. If you have anything you don't understand, feel free to come to me. I live in the west." 2. Just tell the dormitory manager at the door and I will come down right away..."
"Yes, I remember." Shan Fang turned around and looked at Tan Jialiang, who was drifting away, and was very excited in her heart. This man seemed to have a good family background, good education, and the most important thing was that he was handsome.
Returning to the dormitory on the third floor, she generously put the three books on the table and said, "Let's choose. Senior Brother Tan's grades look very good..."
Ji Songxiang walked over after hearing this and opened a book casually, "Hey, it's so neat, the characters are so beautifully written..."
Zhao Jiamin was arranging the things on her bedside. She sneered and said, "Whether it is his notebook remains to be verified. Maybe it belongs to his classmate."
"Why do you say that about Senior Brother Tan?" Shan Fang frowned and opened all three books. "Look, the handwriting is all the same..."
Ji Songxiang looked closely at it for a while, "The handwriting is really the same."
"That's the same person." Zhao Jiamin walked to the door, took down the two washbasins stacked on the washstand, took a towel and washed and changed clothes, bent down and picked up the hot water bottle in his hand, "I Went to take a shower..."
Girls take a bath differently from boys. Even in summer, they like to use cold water and hot water to wash together.
"I'll go with you." Ji Songxiang put down the materials in her hand, grabbed a towel and toiletries, and followed quickly.
Shan Fang ignored them. She sat on the chair and looked through the information in her hands. The more she read, the more she liked it.
In the East 2 dormitory, Qiu Huoming was sitting on a chair reading "Radio Basics". The mosquito coils under the table were burning and the lights in the room were dim.
The light at this time was different from the incandescent lamps of later generations. The light of the tungsten filament lamp was not bright, and the light was yellowish. In addition, the light bulb was not very powerful and it was far away, so the four corners of the room were dark.
However, these are the best conditions at the moment.
Yang Shijun was sitting not far away from him and was reading a book, "The school is really nice. In my house, we can only light kerosene lamps at night. Every household has a quantity of kerosene. Once it's used up, it's gone. At night, You have to move faster, just to turn off the lights early and save some kerosene..."
Qiu Huoming sighed: "It's really not easy."
Wen Yuanyi asked: "Brother Shi Jun, you are so old, why don't you have friends?"
Yang Shijun showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, "I want to get into college, my family is poor, and no one wants to marry me..."
"You are lucky. You cannot take the college entrance examination after you are 25 years old. You are stuck in school because of time constraints." Qiu Huoming said.
Part of the reason why the Third Class is called the Third Class is that there is almost no age limit for candidates in these three years. It was originally said that only those under 30 years old could apply, but in fact many people who passed the exam were older than that.
Many people still have to take care of their families.
However, since the 80s, the requirements have become much stricter and the conditions have gradually become more stringent. The application requirements for candidates are: first, under 25 years old; second, unmarried; if they are particularly outstanding, they can be relaxed to the age of 28. This policy lasted until 2001 It was revised only in the year.
Yang Shijun grinned and felt that he had taken the last train well, "My grandma specially worshiped the 'Mazu Empress' this time..."
Wen Yuanyi also laughed, "My mother also went to worship at the Mazu Temple."
"So effective?" Chen Xi sat up from the bed and asked curiously.
Qiu Huoming listened to their discussion. He was not interested in this topic, so he simply stopped and continued reading.
Lights out at 11 p.m.
The three people in the dormitory had gone to bed long ago. Qiu Huoming just returned to bed. He had been a little exhausted recently. As soon as his head stuck to the pillow, he fell asleep.
The next morning, according to the old habit, I went for a morning jog. Not long after I ran out of East Lake, I saw two figures running in front of me. Judging from the figure, they should be Ji Songxiang, the lover of Jiamin and Fourth Sister.
Qiu Huoming touched his nose, and before they noticed him, he quickly turned around and ran in the opposite direction.
He had just made a fool of himself in front of a beautiful woman before, and he wanted to meet her again slowly...
As he ran, he thought to himself that he would have to ask his fourth sister to run with him later to share the pressure. If his fourth sister knew that his lover was here, she might even crawl over while dying.
The amount of exercise today was halved. I went back and took a shower, then rushed to have breakfast.
After having breakfast, I didn’t go back to the dormitory and rushed directly to the ‘22’ platform.
The place he wanted to go was at Dongshankou, about an hour's drive away. The bus speed at this time was slow, but fortunately this time it was a direct ride, so there was no need to transfer.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, the car arrived. He stood at the back of the car and took out the address written for him by Teacher Zhang.
The address is in a park, and the name looks like a teahouse.
Anyway, he came early, so just walk over slowly when the time comes.
When he got off the car, it was just past eight o'clock. He made an appointment with Teacher Zhang at nine o'clock, which was more than enough time.
I have heard Zhou Haifu brag before, "The lady from Xiguan, the young master from Dongguan". These two places were the residences of famous families in the past. Although there is no such saying now, some buildings along the way can still tell that this place is indeed There is some cultural heritage.
He took out the atlas he bought last time from his pants pocket and found the address he wanted to go to. It looked not far away on the map. It took a lot of effort to walk. After 40 minutes, he finally touched the side entrance of the park.
The park is open to the public free of charge. At this time, the elderly people who were doing morning exercises have already gone out one after another.
He passed them and walked for a while before he saw a lake in front of him. There were pavilions in the middle and a plank road leading to it. The surrounding area was full of greenery. Some nearby residents were standing scattered on a small square nearby.
Qiu Huoming raised his wrist and looked at the time, eight forty-five.
He put away the atlas and walked quickly to an old man, "Excuse me, where is the 'Spring Beauty of Xiaoyuan'?"
The old man pointed to a quaint fence on the right, "Walk along that fence and you'll see the gate."
Qiu Huoming thanked the old man, turned around and walked over there.
The wall is not very high. This kind of place is designed to guard against gentlemen but not villains. Not long after walking, I saw a half-open iron gate with a wooden plaque "Spring in Xiaoyuan" hanging on it.
When it arrived, Qiu Huoming felt happy and walked inside.
"Hey, get out, get out, this place is not open to the public." Not far away, a young man wearing a white shirt, a pair of short blue trousers, and a pair of black leather shoes was looking at him impatiently. Own.
He held a snow-white Persian cat in his arms, and gently scratched its chin with his free hand.
Qiu Huoming lowered his head and took a look at what he was wearing. Except for the difference in shoes, the rest of his clothes matched those of this young man...
"I'm here to find someone." Qiu Huoming explained.
"Who are you looking for?"
"The surname is Zhang..."
"We don't have anyone named Zhang here." The young man looked at Qiu Huoming with an air of looking at a liar.
Behind the boy is a two-story wooden structure with a courtyard on the side and a wall surrounding it, making it look more like a private residence.
Qiu Huoming took a step back. Just when the boy thought he was about to leave, he heard Qiu Huoming open his palms to his mouth and shout loudly towards the small building: "Teacher Zhang!"
The Persian cat suddenly heard the loud noise, and with a sudden excitement, it broke away from the boy's arms. After a few ups and downs, it got into the grass in the courtyard and hid.
The young man was so anxious that he chased for a few steps and then stopped. He stood in a corner of the courtyard and turned around and cursed: "You're crazy! Just wait for me. If Xiaobai is lost..."
Before he could say the next words, the door of the small building suddenly opened outward.
Teacher Zhang, wearing a training uniform, leaned out.
"Hey, I was talking about you just now. Come in quickly. You've worked hard all the way here..."
The boy's cursing stopped abruptly. He glanced at Teacher Zhang who had just come out, suddenly turned his head and said "hum", and then quickly chased in the direction where the Persian cat disappeared.
Qiu Huoming walked to Teacher Zhang, pointed at the young man's back and asked, "Who is this guy? He looked like he had been shot early in the morning..."
Teacher Zhang smiled and said, "My friend's nephew has just been scolded. He is probably angry. He is very naughty. Come on, I will show you a few people..."
Qiu Huoming responded, followed him inside, and soon reached the door of a tea room.
There were three middle-aged men sitting inside who were dressed the same as Teacher Zhang. They all seemed to have quite good temperaments.
"Here, let me introduce to you. This is the little friend I talked about, Qiu Huoming. Not only does he write well, he also has some attainments in martial arts."
Qiu Huoming was ashamed after hearing this. He didn't have any accomplishments. He just knew how to fight.
"Don't dare, don't dare, my three-legged cat kung fu is not worth mentioning." Qiu Huoming hurriedly waved his hand and explained.
"You are so humble, little friend." Among the three people was a bearded man with broad shoulders. He spoke first: "Take your seat first."
Teacher Zhang pulled Qiu Huoming to sit opposite him. He pointed at the bearded man among them and introduced him to Qiu Huoming: "You can just call him Uncle Pan."
"The one on the left, you call him Uncle Jin, the one on the right, you call him Uncle Xu..."
Qiu Huoming called each one one by one.
Uncle Jin has a long and narrow face and a thin body. He wears a kung fu outfit that is empty and airy, and has a bit of a fairy spirit. Uncle Xu has a ruddy complexion and a strong body, which is somewhat similar to Teacher Zhang.
"Drink tea." A cup of tea was pushed in front of Qiu Huoming.
Qiu Huoming reached out and took it, "Thank you, Uncle Pan." He was indeed thirsty as he walked all the way, so he drank immediately.
"Eh..." He was stunned for a moment, "Black tea?"
"You know the goods, it's black tea..." Uncle Pan pointed at the man named Jin and said, "His tea garden."
"Don't talk nonsense, it's a tea garden from United Trading." Uncle Jin retorted.
The man named Xu also nodded, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Just kidding, kid." Uncle Pan laughed, "I've already agreed, if you want to hold a martial arts competition, the most I can do is approve the note with you. I won't care about anything else. If something happens, you can't come here. I……"
Teacher Zhang smiled and said, "Old Pan, I was just waiting for your words... Hey, didn't you say you wanted to see that boxing set last time?"
"Well, the real master is here, just in time to compare it with Lao Xu's Bajiquan."
Qiu Huoming was stunned for a moment, and Lao Xu laughed out loud, "What's the point of comparison? Let's just sparring..."
Teacher Zhang hurriedly waved his hands, "That's not okay. He is not a professional. It would be serious if he gets hurt."
He stood up and said, "Drink the tea too. Let's go and play outside."
Qiu Huoming wiped the sweat from his forehead. It seemed that the martial arts exchange meeting he had mentioned before was just for him to box.
Teacher Zhang followed him behind and whispered: "Xiaoqiu, you can just demonstrate it. This time I will mainly show you the Bajiquan technique. If you want to learn it, I will ask Lao Xu to teach you." You, he still lacks a disciple..."
Qiu Huoming really understood this time that Teacher Zhang was looking for an apprentice for Lao Xu.
Martial arts has declined in modern society. The previously released "Shaolin Temple" has revitalized traditional martial arts, but it is still not enough. Many martial arts sects are gradually withering away.
Many of the unique skills inherited from families are already in a state of decline.
Just like Qiu Huoming's university, how many students are willing to practice martial arts every day?
Qiu Huoming shook his head and said to Teacher Zhang: "I still have to study, and I really don't have time to practice martial arts... However, I can contribute to events like the martial arts competition, such as handling the copywriting behind the scenes..."
"Martial arts competition?" Teacher Zhang suddenly slapped his thigh, "What a good name!"
The speed of life and death, it will be 4000 today, it’s so cold.
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