Fist of Imagination

"I won't change it."

Wu Cang looked back at Lian Ye: "Do you want to change it?"

"I won't change either." Lianye hugged his heavy sword tightly with a firm look on his face.

"Assistant Professor Liang, we won't change it anymore."

Wu Cang felt a little sad, but more relieved.

"He and I both have wishes that we want to fulfill, but we don't have wishes that we want to make."

Liang De asked curiously: "Why? Aren't you already determined to make the lion open his mouth?"

"Assistant Liang, don't tell me what's going on in your heart. Lian Ye and I respect you very much, right?"

"right."

Liang De agreed: "You are very polite and much more sensible than the college students in my hometown."

"But Assistant Liang, you have never respected us, and Assistant Sun and Assistant Mu. The disrespect we feel from you is not much different from the disrespect we feel from those school bullies.

"You just haven't hit us yet. If you need to, you won't hesitate for half a minute."

Wu Cang said: "You never wanted our friendship.

“Just now we puffed up our chests, said we had no wishes, said we didn’t need your charity, and tried our best to show what little backbone we had.

"As for you, you smile at each other, as if you regard us as some kind of object that can be evaluated and graded.

"What have we done to deserve you disrespecting us so much?"

"Uh... junior, don't be so serious. It's just a chance meeting. I'm a little embarrassed when you talk about it in such depth."

Liang De snatched two packs of crispy horns from Mu Yigui and handed them to Wu Cang and Lian Ye.

"It's a wonderful thing to forget all the grudges and let them go."

Wu Cang tore open the package, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth. The chewed puffed potato wedges pierced the tender roof of his mouth, giving him a taste of blood.

"I know that Jie Yuan Walker has traveled to all realms on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and met countless people. You don't need friends like me at all.

"Assistant Liang, we come to the Global Elite Center to learn kung fu to be respected by others, not to look down on others.

"Why did you become Jie Yuanjie? Is it to look down on everyone and disrespect everyone?

"Is it true that only great people deserve respect, and ordinary people, or people who are not as good as you, don't deserve respect?

"Assistant Liang, can you tell me?"

The four work-study students all focused their attention. Mr. Liang, who was ordered by his teacher to play the villain, felt that his face was really dark.

He has a deep and profound sense of bad taste, and he also feels that he can grasp the scale of jokes.

When he took over the task of playing blackface from Chang Duanxuan, he did not refuse because this was his comfort zone and he was very good at playing it.

But facing Wu Cang's questioning, Liang De suddenly felt guilty.

Is this kind of guilty conscience useless thoughts? Can you have a clear conscience if you act under orders?

Can a person disrespect others for the sake of a task assigned by a superior or some lofty belief?

How can a person be respected?

Doesn't an ordinary person deserve to be respected?

Du Gong’s Terrace is bullshit. What about Jie Yuanxing? What about me, what do I rely on? How far am I from Du Gong’s Terrace?

Where did I drift to?

Liang De looked at the four junior students in front of him and thought about it, but he felt that something was wrong with him.

"Well... let me apologize to everyone first."

He recalled the gestures of some Sakurajima politicians and entrepreneurs, and was about to bow and apologize when someone held his shoulder.

"The teaching is not strict and the teacher is lazy. I asked him to pretend to be a bad person to test you. I should be the one to bow."

Chang Duanxuan, who suddenly appeared, pulled Liang behind him and walked up to the four work-study students.

He held his hands close to his blue cloth coat and bowed sincerely to the four young people in front of him.

"I am Chang Duanxuan, who holds the position of master of the ancient boxing technique of the Eastern Kingdom. Our sect has experienced frost and snow, and its talents have withered. We are planning to open a large gate to welcome talented people from all walks of life. Although our sect is..."

Oh my god...

As soon as he heard Chang Duanxuan's unhurried speaking speed, Liang De felt bitter in his heart.

I am afraid that the old man is not going to start with the glorious history and fine traditions of the ancient boxing skills of the Eastern Kingdom. It is difficult to end without talking about the souls of the ancestors of all generations.

I have heard these ghost things so many times, I would rather listen to the story of Xia Kexing than this!

Fortunately, someone listened more than he did!

Sun Xunqiao was bored while holding the casserole. When he heard Chang Duanxuan start singing, he immediately jumped out and interrupted the old man's tirade.

"Master, please stop saying a few words. I have said this so many times. I can just send the video to them when the time comes.

"You four, look at me. I'll tell you on behalf of the leader. Those were tests before. Your performance was pretty good. Now I have such an opportunity for you.

“Registered disciples of Dongguo Ancient Boxing are responsible for food and housing, and are taught superior martial arts. The probation period is indefinite, and no salary is paid except for subsidies for work-study students.

"It's up to you to come or not. If you come, just come. If you don't come, forget it. Just feel free. My pot of Tremella, Lotus Seed and Snow Pear Soup isn't ready yet."

The four working and studying students nodded hurriedly and came forward to shake hands with Chang Duanxuan one by one.

While Chang Duanxuan shook hands with the work-study student, he turned sideways and nodded at Sun Xunqiao three times with kind eyes.

"Xunqiao, come to my room at midnight tonight, and I will teach you the Bone Transformation Palm with my own hands."

"Master Huagu Mianzhang, didn't you teach me before?"

Chang Duanxuan smiled and said: "It's different. This time I teach you personally, the effect will be different from the past."

"Oh...then I'll set a biological clock."

...

The next day, in the training room of the underground training center of the Dongguo Ancient Boxing Department.

Liang De changed into a black training suit and stood shoulder to shoulder with Mu Yigui in front of the four part-time students.

"Let's follow the previous grouping. You will go to receive training from Assistant Mu at night. Jian Xuan and Wu Cang will follow me. Feng Lielie, what about you... Assistant Sun is not feeling well today. You should practice with me first."

"Okay!" The four answered in unison.

The arrangement was set. Mu Yigui took Lian Ye to the lounge to sleep together, and the other three were taken to Chang Duanxuan's tea room by Liang De to sit down.

Mr. Liang poured each of them a cup of matcha grapefruit and said:

"Our Dongguo ancient boxing has a long history and many unique skills. We have all kinds of martial arts you want to learn. We are not in a hurry to practice this morning. You can think about what you want to do with martial arts first."

Jian Xuan was the first to raise his hand:

"Assistant Liang, I want to make a lot of money with martial arts and go to many places."

"Be more specific."

Jian Xuan clenched her right hand and said:

"I want to go to Jiazhou to eat Jiaojiao beef!"

"Not this specific..."

Liang De motioned her to put her hand down and said:

"Well, Xiaohei, how do you plan to make money with martial arts? Do you know which industry is the most profitable?"

Jian Xuan raised his fist again:

"Assistant, I heard from my senior sister that fighting black boxing is very profitable!"

Liang De smiled and turned his head away from her, and said to Wu Cang with a stiff face:

"Xiaohong, you should tell me what you want to do with martial arts."