The talent of the anchor is too much

Chapter 80 Learning Wing Chun with Master Xu and Visiting Fang's House
Wing Chun!

Before Zhang Cheng crossed over, he had watched many film and television works related to Wing Chun
Right now in this parallel world, there is also Wing Chun, but those film and television dramas don't seem to exist.

According to Zhang Cheng's understanding, in this world, the most popular local boxing methods in China are Bajiquan and Taijiquan.

One is what young people love to learn, and the other is what middle-aged and old people love to learn.

One pursues killing and the other pursues health preservation.

On the other hand, Wing Chun is somewhat niche and partial.

Zhang Cheng followed Master Xu to the Wing Chun boxing room. As soon as he entered the door, he saw several wooden dummy posts standing in the room.

Looking at the deep impact marks on it, it is estimated that it has been used for several years.

Master Xu asked, "You haven't punched before, have you?"

"No."

"Okay, put on your gloves first."

Master Xu took a pair of gloves and put them on for Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng punched his fists with his gloves on, still a little excited in his heart.

He had never punched before crossing, this was his first experience.

"Instead of speaking with words, let's explain it through actual actions." Master Xu said, "Try punching a few times."

"it is good."

Zhang Cheng clenched his fist and tried to throw a few punches forward.

His movements were not fast, and he looked stern.

Master Xu said, "Hurry up."

Hurry up?
Zhang Cheng increased his speed and threw out several jabs in a row.

When Master Xu saw his jab, his eyes lit up: "Can you hit so fast?"

Zhang Cheng nodded. In fact, this speed was considered slow for him.

"Can it be faster?" Master Xu asked.

"Can be able to."

"Hit me and see!"

Zhang Cheng nodded, this time he controlled the speed, much faster than the previous jab.

Although his strength is not enough, he already has a good fist style, whistling.

It's just that at high speed, he has not been trained, and he can no longer control the direction of his fists, and he quickly changed from a jab to a punch.

It has to be said that even if ordinary people punch Wang Baquan, there will be cases of "beating the master to death with random punches".

Zhang Cheng's high-speed Wang Baquan is even more dazzling, and the dynamic vision of ordinary people can't keep up with it.

Master Xu squinted his eyes at the moment, feeling both surprised and happy. He looked at Zhang Cheng in surprise: "What a boy, what a quick punch."

"It's not bad, hehe." Zhang Cheng was also very happy to be exaggerated by the master.

"It's a pity." Unexpectedly, Master Xu said again, "The strength and skill are quite poor."

"..."

Zhang Chengxin said that when the system will give him a talent of "strength can carry a tripod", he will directly become a Hercules!

"It's a pity..." Master Xu looked at him and sighed again.

"You have this talent for boxing speed. If you are younger, you are really a good seed to learn Wing Chun! Because Wing Chun is all about strength and quick cutting."

Zhang Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

Indeed, the characteristic of Wing Chun boxing seems to highlight the word "fast".

I used to watch Ip Man's movies, and after that set of punches, it was really cool to swipe like a typewriter.

Zhang Cheng has the talent of Wuying Guishou, and he can actually play faster, but he is worried that he will scare Master Xu if he uses all his firepower.

Forget it...

Zhang Cheng didn't want to make it too exaggerated, he had better learn basic common sense honestly, knowing how not to get hurt.

After Master Xu felt emotional, he stopped talking about other things, and began to teach Zhang Cheng how to punch hard, how to protect his wrist, and how to prevent muscle strain caused by frequent punching...

After six to 10 minutes of a class, Zhang Cheng gained a lot.

He also became very respectful of Master Xu.

These days, there are not many teachers who are willing to teach dry goods all the way!

"Master Xu, you teach so well. After this class, I, a layman, feel like I'm getting started!" Zhang Cheng said with a smile while taking off his gloves.

Master Xu nodded slightly: "It's good that you can gain something."

"I have learned a lot. I will learn boxing again in the future, and I will definitely come to see you, Master Xu."

When Master Xu heard this, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Next time you come, I guess I won't be here."

Zhang Cheng was a little surprised: "Why?"

Master Xu sighed: "There are too few people who learn Wing Chun. After the last student finished learning, I have no new students for three months. I am afraid that the boxing gym will not be willing to hire me again."

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but feel very sorry.

He thinks that Master Xu is really good at teaching, and he may not be able to come to learn in the future.At that time, if the master is changed again, it is not certain whether the experience will be so good.

After thinking up to this point, Zhang Cheng simply said: "Why don't Master Xu and I learn Wing Chun."

When Master Xu heard this, he looked at Zhang Cheng in surprise: "You want to learn Wing Chun? Young man, your talent for boxing speed is indeed very good. But let me tell you the truth, you are too old to learn boxing now, what else do you want to learn?" It’s probably not possible to be famous.”

Zhang Cheng smiled: "There is no need to learn anything famous. There are so many children who learn to play the piano for grade examinations, how many of them can perform in concerts? Most of them are just for multiple talents and cultivating interests. It just so happens that I am interested in piano. Wing Chun is very interesting, so I want to learn it."

When Master Xu heard this, he thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay. If you want to learn, I will definitely teach you seriously. To tell you the truth, I originally planned to return to my hometown next month. Now I will finish teaching you before returning."

After getting off the elevator, Zhang Cheng went to the front desk and said that he wanted to sign up for Wing Chun classes. The front desk staff was quite surprised.

"Sir, are you sure you want to sign up for Wing Chun classes?"

"Yes."

"Okay, the elementary course of Wing Chun has a total of 60 class hours, each class is 5200 minutes. The fee is [-] yuan."

5200, 140 class hours, an average of [-] yuan per class, which is really cheap enough, not as good as a high school cram school.

You must know that a class is 60 minutes!Excluding the platform share, Master Xu can't make much money.

Of course, earning less is because there are fewer students...

If there are ten students in total, that would be fifty-two thousand.

A low unit price will lead to fewer students and more losses.

After paying the money and coming out of the boxing gym, Zhang Cheng punched a few times, feeling very comfortable from inside to outside.

"No wonder people always say that exercise is the best way to relieve stress. After practicing boxing for an hour and sweating, the whole body is indeed much more comfortable!"

Zhang Cheng took a deep breath, feeling that some of the recent pressure was gone.

This made him plan to make boxing, or other sports, a regular activity.Anyway, he usually doesn't have much to do during the day, so he can spare an hour or two for more activities.

Look at the time, it's past ten o'clock.

When going to someone else's house for dinner, you can't really go according to the meal time, so Zhang Cheng went home and took the big tea gift bag he had prepared, and took a taxi there according to the address given to him by Fang's mother.

To Zhang Cheng's surprise, Fang Hanmei's family does not live in a modern high-rise community that has risen in recent years.

Her family lives in the family courtyard of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, which should be the house allocated by the previous unit.

Of course it wasn't assigned to Fang Hanmei, it should be assigned to his father, or other elders.

When Zhang Cheng visited the hospital, he chatted with his mother.Mother Fang said that Fang Hanmei's father had died.Generally speaking, those who use the word "sacrifice" are usually public officials.

Only then did Zhang Cheng think that Fang Hanmei's father might also be a policeman.

An old community like a family home has only five floors at most, and there is no elevator.

Fang's house is at 301 on the third floor. Zhang Cheng went upstairs and rang the doorbell.

Soon the mother's voice came from the room: "Meimei, go and open the door!"

The door opened, and Fang Hanmei was wearing light green solid-color casual clothes, her hair was also tied with a rubber band, revealing her smooth forehead.It looks very different from usual, it looks very homely.

"Am I not late?"

"It's early." Fang Hanmei said, "Come in, you don't need to change your shoes."

"Oh."

When Zhang Cheng entered, Fang Mu, who was wearing an apron, also came out of the kitchen, welcoming her with a smile on her face.

"Xiao Zhang is here, come as soon as you see you come, what else do you bring!"

"It's nothing, just some tea." Zhang Cheng put the big gift bag on the coffee table.

Fang's mother was very happy, and told Fang Hanmei: "Meimei, you talk to Xiao Zhang, and I will steam the fish."

When Zhang Cheng heard that there were still fish, he quickly said, "Auntie, you don't need to get the fish, it's too troublesome."

"What's the trouble, don't worry about it, just sit down."

After Fang's mother finished speaking, she went back to the kitchen to work.

Zhang Cheng could only sit down, and Fang Hanmei poured him a glass of water: "Drink water."

"Thank you...is your shoulder okay?"

He glanced at Fang Hanmei's right shoulder. Although it was still wrapped in gauze, it was much thinner than before.

"It's almost good. People from the Security Bureau are looking for you?"

"Well, I found it, and left me the contact information. If you have something to say, you can call them."

Fang Hanmei nodded.

"By the way, I haven't thanked you for helping me find Police Officer Jiang. It's just that someone made a rumor that I defrauded high school students of tuition fees." Zhang Cheng said.

Fang Hanmei said: "You don't need to thank me. Even if I don't ask, the police in Fengtai will make an announcement soon."

"How can it be the same." Zhang Cheng smiled, "But I never thought you would watch my live broadcast."

Fang Hanmei: "...Occasionally I will take a look."

"Then have you watched the past two days? I'm working on a new project to challenge the world record! It's quite interesting. If you're bored at night, you can watch it to pass the time."

Zhang Cheng is not a self-proclaimed Wang Po, he is still very confident in the quality of his live broadcast.

"Yes." Fang Hanmei agreed frankly.

The two talked for a while, and Fang's mother also prepared lunch.

(End of this chapter)