Master Huang's eyes were sharp. He reached out to Chen Rou, shook her hand, looked at her palm, and smiled: "Chairwoman Chen, you've actually practiced this before."
Chen Rou's palms had a thin layer of calluses, which showed that she had practiced.
She had actually heard of this old man in her past life. The fact that the China Merchants Group could recommend him proved that he was indeed very powerful in the industry. And his apprentice would teach Chen Rou and the others Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) in the future.
She smiled and said, "I've heard of you before, but is your martial arts school facing some difficulties in operation?"
Master Huang was very approachable and quite embarrassed about his shabby surroundings.
He said, "Because of the demolition, the martial arts hall is quite messy. The arrangements from above were urgent, and there wasn't enough time to tidy it up. I'm sorry you had to see this."
Chen Rou guessed for a moment and understood: "Your compensation probably hasn't come through yet, so you haven't found a new place to move to. You're thinking of staying as long as possible?"
Most of the younger martial arts practitioners have gone to Hong Kong to develop their careers in recent years.
The children Master Huang is currently training are all orphans he picked up from the streets, or those who are determined to learn martial arts and can't be driven away no matter what, since martial arts have declined in recent years and employment is not good.
Having practiced martial arts all his life, he naturally had some savings and could afford to buy a house. One reason was that he wanted to wait for the demolition compensation to come through before buying a new house. Another reason was that he looked around and said, "It's hard to leave one's homeland. I've lived here all my life and I'm used to it. In response to the country's call for development, I have to move away, but I'm thinking that I can stay here for as long as possible."
The Nie brothers didn't understand either, but they were well-mannered and chose to respect others, and they also spoke less.
Miss Cai is different. She received an American-style education that emphasizes individuality and letting go of one's nature, so she frankly expressed herself: "But this is a garbage dump. Do you like living in a garbage dump?"
The surrounding area has been almost completely demolished, leaving only a martial arts school, which really looks like it's living in a garbage dump.
A few children who practiced martial arts huddled together, whispering among themselves: "Dark-skinned and covered in freckles, ugly bastard."
"Who is she? Why is she meddling in other people's business? Is she crazy?!"
True martial arts masters are actually not short-tempered. Besides, Miss Cai is just a little girl, and children speak without thinking. Master Huang was not angry. He just smiled and said, "Although it is a garbage dump, it is also my home. I was born here, grew up here, and have taught generations of disciples here. I cherish my humble work. I love this place very much."
Ms. Cai shrugged, gave Master Huang a look of incomprehension but support, and put on her headphones.
She lost interest in the place and chose to listen to music to pass the time.
Master Huang then said to Chen Rou, “The room is also very messy. Although there are indeed old photos of our martial arts school, old certificates of merit, and many relics left by our masters from the Republic of China era, they are all packed up and are very dusty… I heard that you are pregnant. Let’s wait until later, when we move to a new place and there is a place to display them, then you can come again.”
Just because they're here doesn't mean we should let them rummage through our belongings.
Chen Rou naturally replied, "Okay."
Professionals like Master Huang don't engage in acrobatics, so in his opinion, these people should leave.
He clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Then please take care, everyone. I won't see you off!"
Then he turned around and started packing his things. The children clasped their hands in a respectful greeting and also started packing their things.
The Nie brothers also felt that the old man was too shabby and that martial arts on the mainland had declined too much.
But they would of course wait until they were in the car to say what they wanted to say, but Ms. Cai couldn't stand it.
She took off her headphones and looked at Chen Rou: "But, Mrs. Nie, the performance hasn't started yet."
She meant well, and then added, "If the mainland wants to develop its tourism industry, there should at least be a performance. If they don't know how, they can go to Hong Kong to learn, instead of wasting our time and then just sending us away like this. They make me very unhappy, and it's no wonder they are so..." poor!
Nie Han was about to burst out, but she wanted to confront Miss Cai even more. However, Chen Rou pulled her back, shook her head, and signaled her to keep quiet.
Master Huang's composure was truly remarkable; he didn't even raise an eyebrow when he heard the provocative words and continued working.
But old men can be cultured, while children can't.
One little boy was clearly indignant and was tidying up a pile of sticks when one slipped from his hand. He kicked it, hitting another little boy's foot. The boy immediately retaliated, using his foot to kick the stick like a gun at the first boy. The first boy also used his foot to grab the stick. With only footwork involved, the two were having a great time fighting.
Suddenly, another boy who was moving stone pillars turned around and accidentally bumped into the tip of the stick. The stick flew out and headed straight for Miss Cai.
Ms. Cai was not only wearing headphones, but also peeling chewing gum. In the blink of an eye, she saw a stick with a rusty iron nail at the end flying towards her face. She was so frightened that she couldn't even scream.
Several boys also stopped at the same time and stood by with their arms crossed.
Master Huang was busy packing things up and didn't notice anything, but the Nie siblings and Secretary An thought that Miss Cai would definitely be disfigured today and would need a tetanus shot.
Unexpectedly, Chen Rou suddenly reached out, pinched a stick only as thick as a mop between two fingers, twirled it to dissipate the force, and then pushed it with her palm. The stick flew towards a boy's crotch. The boy clamped his legs together and tilted his head. Another boy grabbed the stick and dissipated the force on it at the same time.
The three boys who caused the trouble probably didn't expect that Chen Rou could not only catch the stick, but also fight back against them.
The boys seemed quite afraid of Master Huang. They glanced back at him, then stood at attention, clasped their hands in a fist salute, and bowed to Chen Rou.
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