Zhang Qian and Zhang Jinwu, father and daughter, were quarreling over who should respond to Long Junhao's challenge.
Last weekend, Zhang Jinwu accidentally pulled a ligament in his leg while doing morning exercise.
At this moment, Zhang Jinwu was still a little lame when walking, let alone fighting with others.
Therefore, Zhang Qian firmly refused to let him go.
Zhang Qian is pregnant at the moment and is still in the most dangerous first three months of pregnancy.
Zhang Jinwu, a father, naturally disagreed with letting her have sex.
The father and daughter were at a stalemate.
"With your bad tempers, you two are truly a father and daughter!"
Sun Shulan looked at her husband and daughter with red eyes, and choked with sobs: "If it doesn't work out, let's withdraw from the challenge of the Taekwondo gym. Which is more important, reputation or body? Why do you have to be so brave!"
Zhang Jinwu said angrily: "What do you know, a woman! If I don't dare to challenge, I will not only lose the face of my master, but also my reputation. Our martial arts gym will not be able to open in the future?"
Sun Shulan said: "Fists are afraid of young people, and sticks are afraid of old wolves. You are old and have injuries on your legs. Even if you go to challenge, can you beat a young man in his prime?"
Zhang Jinwu frowned and said harshly: "How old am I! I'm only 52 years old this year! My little injury is no longer a problem! I'll beat that guy surnamed Long down in a minute!"
Sun Shulan said: "I don't know you yet, so you can just show off your strong words! Anyway, I firmly disagree with you!"
Zhang Qian took advantage of the opportunity and said: "I support mom's decision! Dad, just listen to mom! Let me do it!"
"You're not even allowed to go there! You're going to be a mother soon, so you should always think about the child in your belly!"
Sun Shulan glared at her daughter and taught her a lesson.
Zhang Qian said angrily: "Dad is not allowed to come, and I am not allowed to come, so let him ride on the head of our martial arts school and shit! No, I can't swallow this breath!"
Wu Mingshi, who had been silent for a long time, also advised: "Sister Qian, just listen to my aunt's advice! The world is big and the child in your belly is the biggest, so be patient for a while!"
Zhang Qian scratched her neck and said forcefully: "No! I can't bear this tone!"
Zhang Jinwu also said: "Originally, it was difficult for our martial arts gym to recruit people. If we continue to be a bully, we might as well not open this martial arts gym in the future."
"Sister Qian, uncle! Don't be angry if I say something unpleasant."
Wu Mingshi's words successfully attracted the attention of Zhang Qian and Zhang Jinwu. Under the gaze of the father and daughter, he breathed a long sigh of relief and said:
"If it doesn't work out, our martial arts gym will not be opened. I will support the family from now on!"
Uncle Zhang and Aunt Sun, you two have always treated me like your own son, I can feel it.
Although Sister Qian and I are not married yet, I can feel that you really treat me as a member of this family.
You have worked hard all your life, and now that you are older, you should take a good rest. Leave the task of supporting your family to me in the future!
My printing shop is very profitable, and Yanning gives me a very high salary. With one month's salary plus share of profit, I will definitely be able to get a hundred or eighty thousand yuan.
After I help Yan Ning earn back the money spent on building the factory and buying equipment, my share will be even higher, and I will earn even more by then.
Sister Qian, Uncle Zhang, and Aunt Sun, just wait and enjoy the blessings!"
"You damn fat man, why are you so sensational! The doctor just told me not to cry when I went for a prenatal check-up last time, and now you made me cry."
Zhang Qian's face was filled with tears after what Wu Mingshi said, and she stepped forward and punched him hard in the chest.
Wu Mingshi stretched out his hand to hold Zhang Qian's fist and said tenderly: "I'm sorry, Sister Qian, I respect any decision you make, except this time.
Aunt Sun and I have the same idea, I won’t let you go this time no matter what I say.”
"Alas..." After Zhang Jinwu heard what Wu Mingshi said, he sighed deeply, squatted on the ground and started scratching his head.
Although the profitability of Zhang's Wing Chun Boxing Gym is far less than that of Qiming Printing Factory, it is his decades of hard work.
Zhang Jinwu had a hard time accepting that decades of hard work had been spent on the martial arts gym.
"How about...I come?"
Just as the family of four was silent, the office door opened from the outside, and Luo Yanning pushed in.
"Luo Zi, please stop making fun of me!" Wu Mingshi quickly winked at Luo Yanning.
Zhang Qian, who he had just persuaded, changed her mind and didn't want any more accidents to happen.
"Yanning is here!"
"Yanning is here."
"Luo Zi, when did you come here? Shouldn't you have been hiding outside the door and eavesdropping on our conversation?"
When Zhang Qian's family of three saw Luo Yanning, they all stepped forward to greet him eagerly, as if the quarrel just now had never happened.
"Uncle Zhang, are your legs feeling better? I heard from Fatty that you have strained your ligament. I was just thinking of going to see you after these two days."
"Okay, it's long gone. Don't worry about it anymore." Zhang Jinwu said as he raised his leg to prove that what he said was true.
"Aunt Sun, are you doing well in all aspects of your body?"
After greeting Zhang Jinwu, Luo Yanning looked at Sun Shulan and said: "I came here in a hurry and didn't bring anything else. I brought Aunt Sun two barrels of mineral water that was just developed in our scenic spot.
According to the doctor at the Second Provincial Hospital, drinking this kind of water regularly is very beneficial to regulating the body. Aunt Sun will drink our mineral water from now on."
Sun Shulan smiled warmly and said, "Thank you, Yan Ning. Thank you for remembering Aunt Sun. I'm really sorry for troubling you."
Luo Yanning smiled and said: "Aunt Sun, you are so polite to me. It's just a few buckets of water. When you finish drinking it, call me and I'll call someone to deliver it to you."
"Okay, okay, good boy, Yanning is such a good boy." Sun Shulan smiled even more happily after hearing Luo Yanning's words.
After saying a few polite words to Zhang Jinwu and Sun Shulan, Luo Yanning turned to look at Zhang Qian and said:
"Zhang Qian, please find two people to carry water to my car. Remove the four buckets inside. The car is at the door and the trunk is open."
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Zhang Qian was never polite to Luo Yanning. She smiled and joked with him, walked to the door, opened the door, and said hello to the outside of the office.
A temporary worker from the martial arts school heard Zhang Qian's instructions and went out to carry water.
Luo Yanning finally looked at Wu Mingshi and said: "I have brought you a cheering group. There are 192 people in total. Is that enough? If not, I will find some more people."
"100...192?" Wu Mingshi was dumbfounded when he heard Luo Yanning's words, and Zhang Qian's family of three were also shocked.
Wu Mingshi said with a look of disbelief: "Luo Zi, you mean, you found 192 people to cheer for the martial arts gym?"
Luo Yanning nodded: "Yes, no more, no less, exactly 192 people."
"This... is enough, but..."
Wu Mingshi glanced at Zhang Qian and Zhang Jinwu, not feeling very confident: "However, we are ready to give up this challenge."
"Ahem..." Zhang Jinwu coughed twice in embarrassment and turned his head to look away, not embarrassed to look into Luo Yanning's eyes.
Zhang Qian sighed and gently rubbed her belly with her hands.
Luo Yanning saw the reactions and actions of the father and daughter, and coupled with the few words he just heard outside the door, he immediately understood what was going on.
"Why give up! You can't just let it go!"
Luo Yanning felt that her opportunity had come, and "fanned the flames" from the side:
"The director of that Taekwondo gym must be taught a profound lesson so that he knows that Wing Chun is not something that just anyone can master."
Wu Mingshi winked wildly at Luo Yanning and explained: "Ahem, well, as you know, Uncle Zhang's leg injury has not healed yet.
Sister Qian is pregnant again by chance, so..."
Luo Yanning said matter-of-factly: "That's why I said I'll do it!"
"Ah? Luo Zi, are you kidding me? Come on?"
"It's not Luo Zi. Are you going to get beaten?"
"Yanning, I appreciate your kindness, but I will never just watch you get beaten!"
"Yanning, we appreciate your kindness, but we can't let you take this risk."
When Wu Mingshi and Zhang Qian's family heard that Luo Yanning mentioned the old matter again, they hurriedly tried to dissuade her.
"Ahem..." Luo Yanning coughed twice and said seriously, "Zhang Qian, Fatty, Uncle Zhang, Aunt Sun, you may not believe what I say, but actually..."
The people present were all aroused by Luo Yanning's words, and four pairs of eyes stared at him closely, waiting for his next words.
Seeing that the effect was achieved, Luo Yanning said: "Actually, I also know Wing Chun."
"???" Zhang Qian looked up and down at Luo Yanning's small figure with a question mark on her face.
"You...you know how to Wing Chun?" Zhang Jinwu glanced at Luo Yanning's clean, fair and slender palms without any calluses. He didn't believe that Luo Yanning practiced boxing to death.
Wu Mingshi looked like he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh: "Luo Zi, this joke... is not funny at all."
"I'm really not kidding you." Luo Yanning glanced away and saw a wooden stake placed in the northeast corner of the office. After saying this, he raised his legs and walked towards the wooden stake.
Several people's eyes followed Luo Yanning closely, watching him stop in front of the wooden pile.
No matter how much you say, it’s better to show it.
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang, bang bang bang, bang bang bang!
Luo Yanning stood in front of the wooden stake. Without saying a word, she flipped her palms and performed a set of classic Wing Chun techniques on the wooden stake smoothly.
A set of boxing techniques include catching, holding, hanging, carrying, inserting, throwing, squeezing, marking, pushing, hitting, crossing the bridge, laying hands, blocking hands, spreading leaks, lifting the tiger's tail, and hooking the feet.
"What a handsome kung fu!"
A layman looks at the excitement, and an expert looks at the doorway. Wu Mingshi didn't see anything, but Zhang Qian and Zhang Jinwu did.
All the movements in Luo Yanning's hands are very standard and very beautiful. They are definitely not something that a layman who has just come into contact with Wing Chun can perform.
"Luo Zi, you've hidden yourself deep enough! You...how did you learn boxing?"
Zhang Qian looked at Luo Yanning in shock, as if she had just met him.
Zhang Jinwu was equally surprised and said: "Yes, Yan Ning, I have known you for so long, and I only found out today that you know Wing Chun! You can play so well!"
"Uncle Zhang, let's not talk about you. Sister Qian and I have such a close relationship with him that we didn't know he could even box!"
Wu Mingshi was also speechless. Before today, he thought he knew Luo Yanning very well.
Through today's incident, he realized how one-sided his understanding of Luo Yanning was.
"That's not right, Luo Zi, we hung out together all the time when we were in college, and I never saw you practicing boxing!"
Wu Mingshi looked at Luo Yanning with a puzzled face, puzzled.
"Ahem..." Luo Yanning coughed twice strategically and explained forcefully, "It was indeed a bit neglected during the college years, and I just picked it up recently."
Luo Yanning's explanation was barely reasonable.
After a perfunctory explanation, Luo Yanning asked Zhang Jinwu:
"Uncle Zhang, do you think I am qualified to represent our martial arts gym?"
"This..." Zhang Jinwu's old face wrinkled into a bitter melon face.
The set of punches Luo Yanning just performed on the wooden dummy was indeed very beautiful.
However, there is still a big difference between making wooden dummies and actual combat!
Zhang Jinwu said it lightly, as if he didn't take Long Junhao from the Taekwondo gym next door at all.
But that was nothing more than tactical contempt.
A player who has won a medal in the Olympics must not be underestimated.
Even if Zhang Jinwu in his heyday faced Long Junhao, he only had a 20-30% chance of winning.
In his heart, he really didn't want Luo Yanning to take this risk for him.
"Luo Zi, there is a big difference between making wooden dummies and actual combat. Although I don't know when you practiced Wing Chun, but in all these years, I have never seen you perform in any actual combat."
Zhang Qian said solemnly: "Long Junhao from the Taekwondo gym next door has more physical fitness and practical experience than you..."
Zhang Qian didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was already very clear. She also didn't have much confidence in Luo Yanning.
Luo Yanning was not angry after hearing what the father and daughter said. He knew that they were doing it for his own good and did not want him to be beaten for nothing.
"How about this, Uncle Zhang..."
Luo Yanning raised her eyes and looked at Zhang Jinwu and said: "Let's spar here first. Whoever wins will go up. Do you think this will work?"
After Zhang Jinwu heard Luo Yanning's suggestion, he looked at Zhang Qian. This was also a good idea.
"Okay! Then I will first come and learn your boxing skills, Yan Ning."
Zhang Jinwu rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try.
Sun Shulan explained from the side: "Old man, please take it easy and don't hurt Yan Ning. His thin skin and tender flesh are no better than your rough skin and thick flesh."
"Uncle Zhang, don't listen to Aunt Sun. I'm not that delicate. If you don't give your best, this competition will be meaningless."
As Luo Yanning spoke, she opened her legs slightly, forming a two-shaped Yang Yang horse, and her fists turned into palms, and at the same time stretched out from the midline of her chest to the front.
The right hand is in front, the elbow is slightly bent, and the fingertips are slightly slanted upward, forming a "questioning hand".
The left hand is behind, with the palm facing the inside of the right arm, and the fingertips pointing upward, forming a "gauntlet".
The simple starting position of a hand asking for directions is full of chicness and extraordinary momentum.
After making the hand gesture, Luo Yanning's temperament also changed accordingly.
Zhang Jinwu felt a mountain of oppression coming over his face.
This sense of oppression was something he had never felt even when he was an apprentice under his master when he was young.