Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

Chapter 64 Test (for further reading)

"Uncle Li." Chen Ze, who had recovered from his excitement, said, "Do you think it's too much for me to take the money?"

"Not much, not much." Li Pingjun shook his head with a smile, "It seems that you still don't know the significance of winning that Lin Weilong today."

"What's the point?" Chen Zexin asked greatly.

"In the eyes of some people, as long as Lin Weilong's signboard can be smashed, let alone 100, [-] million won't hesitate." Li Pingjun glanced at him and said meaningfully.

"So Xiao Chen, don't belittle yourself."

"Oh~" Chen Ze responded, and asked curiously, "Uncle Li, the martial arts gym is opened in this kind of place, isn't it a small investment?"

Hearing Chen Ze's implication, Li Pingjun squinted at him and said,

"As long as you have real skills, there are many ways to get money. In this world, there are many more people with spare money than you can imagine."

"What? Do you want to inquire about it? But, I bet you won't like it."

"Forget it, it's troublesome just to hear it." Chen Ze repeatedly refused.

From the perspective of Chen Ze, who owns the attribute panel, as long as the money is enough, it is enough.

A monthly salary of [-] is enough to meet most of the needs, so Chen Ze doesn't want to get involved in certain things.

Keep your heart in mind and don't forget what my goal is. Chen Ze warned himself silently in his heart.

Collecting experience points, raising the level, and achieving the evolution of the life level are my core needs.

In addition, enjoying life occasionally is also my ideal plan.

After all, I am not a saint, so I have no way to concentrate on hard work and cut off all emotions and desires.

Not long after, Tang Liancheng directly brought over the printed contract.

Chen Ze looked through it carefully, and found that the conditions for him were ridiculously lenient, or rather, there were almost no restrictions, and he just put himself under the name of the martial arts school.

Basically the same as a mascot.

It seems like what Li Pingjun said, what Tang Liancheng cares about is his own signboard and the reputation he brought from smashing Lin Weilong's signboard today.

Just like a certain brand invites a celebrity to be a spokesperson, or invites a celebrity to live broadcast to bring goods.

So Chen Ze happily signed the contract and officially became the external consultant of Yunxiao Martial Arts Academy.

After finishing the work, take a photo with a bright smile on it, and Chen Ze will officially join the job.

"Oh, that's right!" Chen Ze slapped his head and stopped Tang Liancheng who was walking hurriedly.

"Uncle Tang, have you heard of that Jack before?"

"I've never heard of it." Tang Liancheng shook his head, "It's not just me, Uncle Li has never heard of this guy. I don't know where he came from."

"Really?" Chen Ze began to rub his chin, "That Jack is very weird."

"How to say?" Tang Liancheng temporarily put down the document in his hand.

"I don't know how to describe it. In short, I feel that his kung fu has not been practiced very deeply."

Chen Ze thought about it with wandering eyes, and then added, "It's because the movements and reactions are frighteningly fast, that's why it hurts so much."

"I don't know if my feeling is right, anyway, Uncle Tang, please pay more attention."

"Okay, I see." Tang Liancheng nodded solemnly, "I will find someone to investigate later."

"En." Chen Ze nodded, watching Tang Liancheng pass by in a hurry.

It seems that the owner of the museum is not idle either! Chen Ze thought silently, picked up his phone and sent Lan Shiya a message.

In the equipment room.

"Oh, auntie, take it easy." Liu Hong looked at Lan Shiya waving a long sword in her hand with the look of an old father.

"Drink! Roar~" Lan Shiya drank coquettishly while shaking the long sword in her hand vigorously, but her hand became unsteady and the long sword came out of her hand.

"Ah!" Lan Shiya was in a hurry when she saw a big hand with slender knuckles stretched out, firmly holding the hilt of the long sword.

"Uncle!" Lan Shiya saw who was coming, and shouted in surprise.

"This is not a toy." Chen Ze inserted the long sword back into the shelf, "Children, don't touch adults' things."

"Uncle!" Lan Shiya looked like a star, and leaned forward and grabbed Chen Ze's clothes, "Teach me kung fu!"

"Uncle, you are so handsome just now with a big gun! I want that too!" Lan Shiya shouted excitedly.

"Handsome is handsome, but that's not easy to practice." Seeing her persistent appearance, Chen Ze became a little serious.

"I'm not afraid of hardship!" Lan Shiya replied without thinking.

"Afraid of suffering is not just talk." Chen Ze sighed, turned his head and glanced around the room.

"I'm really not afraid of hardships! Uncle, you can teach me!" Lan Shiya looked like a stalker.

"Has your lord agreed?" Chen Ze turned and walked towards the big gun placed in the corner.

"Agree! Agree! My dad will definitely agree!" Lan Shiya also followed suit.

"Really?" Chen Ze turned his head to look at Liu Hong who was standing aside.

"Ah, hehe, it doesn't count if I say it." Liu Hong scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Alright then." Chen Ze had already walked to the corner, reached out and grabbed the barrel of the gun, and lifted the big gun.

At this moment, the bloodstains on the tip of the spear had been wiped clean, and a cold light shone on the sharp edge.

What a great gun!Chen Ze couldn't help rubbing the barrel of the gun a few times, a little reluctant to let it go.

This is Tang Liancheng's personal collection, which was given to him just now.

"Uncle~" Lan Shiya looked pitiful, "Are you okay~"

Chen Ze lowered his head and stared at her, then pushed her away, picked up his big gun and walked towards the middle of the room.

"Uncle." Lan Shiya's voice even had a hint of crying.

"Well, what's it called?" Chen Ze spoke to Liu Hong.

"Me? Liu Hong."

"Liu Hong, do you still want that bottle of mineral water in your hand?"

"Mineral water?" Liu Hong was a little confused.

"Yes, do you want more?"

"No, what's the matter?" Liu Hong just kept the empty bottle in his hand because he couldn't find the trash can.

"Throw it here." Chen Ze waved at him.

"What do you mean?" Liu Hong became more and more confused.

"Throw it over, don't move. Right, right, don't move, just throw it in this position, fast!" Chen Ze continued to direct.

So the empty bottle was thrown from Liu Hong's hand, and just after crossing a half-way parabola in the air, it was split in two by a bright knife light.

A few drops of water remaining in the bottle were also splashed out along with the tip of the gun, and splashed on the face of Liu Hong who was looking dull.

"Xiaoya!" Chen Ze waved to Lan Shiya who was squatting in the corner drawing a circle, and called her over.

"Did you see clearly that moment just now?" Chen Ze asked her.

Lan Shiya nodded.

"This is called 'blocking', and it is the most basic movement in marksmanship."

Chen Ze first explained a sentence before saying: "If you can perform this movement within a week, I will teach you real kung fu."

"Okay! It's a deal!" Lan Shiya's expression lifted first, and then she stopped, "But I can't even handle this gun."

She had already secretly tried it just now.

"I don't need a gun, I don't ask too much." Chen Ze found a long and thin bamboo pole in the room and handed it to her, "You can use this to practice, as long as the movements are correct and you can hit things."

"Okay!" Lan Shiya took the long bamboo pole solemnly, "I'll try it now!"

"No hurry, no hurry, let's start counting from tomorrow." Chen Ze made a gesture, and there was really no suitable shelf to put it on, so he had to lean the big gun against the corner again.

"As for the camera, have you taken pictures? Let me see."

"Of course, I told you that I'm a professional." Lan Shiya took the camera from Liu Hong as if offering a treasure.

"Look, it's not bad, this mirror, this" Lan Shiya chattered from the side.

And Chen Ze was immersed in the review.

Looking at these two battles from the current perspective, Chen Ze felt that he had benefited a lot.

For example, when and which move can be used; how the opponent responded; one's own moves became not fast enough, but gave the opponent a chance; what actions did the opponent make in the blind spot of his own perspective, etc.

At the same time, Chen Ze's experience bar was also rising steadily.

Such behavior obviously helps to improve his martial arts level.

"It's really expensive." After a long time, Chen Ze said with emotion after watching the video. This camera is really the right one, and the effect is very good.

"How do I save it to my phone?" Chen Ze took out his phone.

"Oh, I'll come, I'll come!" Lan Shiya took it over, fiddled with it a few times and then complained,

"Uncle, you have a mobile phone from a few years ago. It's a good card, and you need a special adapter cable to transmit videos."

"It's really time to change." Chen Ze also thought about it. He is now a high-income group with a stable job, and it's time to improve his living conditions.

The mobile phone has to be changed, the house has to be moved, and the car has to be picked up another day!

goo goo~
An unharmonious sound attracted Lan Shiya's attention.

"Let's go!" Chen Ze slapped his thigh, "I'm in a good mood today, treat you to a big meal!"

(End of this chapter)