He bowed to his master according to the rules: "Master, I want to learn boxing?"
"Why learn boxing?"
"Strengthen your body and protect your family and country." Li Shaoze slightly cupped his hands, his tone was neither humble nor silent,
In ancient times, people who learned boxing from a master learned to use the four words "make meritorious deeds and establish a career" after strengthening their body when explaining their intention to come, indicating the sharpness of gaining fame through martial arts.
But since the troubled times of the Republic of China, this "making contributions" has gradually turned into "defending the home and the country." It can be said that from now on, protecting the family and the country has become the first belief of warriors.
As for strengthening the body, it is just the foundation of learning boxing.
Long Ma nodded slightly: "Well... since I have accepted your six rituals, from now on you can join me in Wing Chun and learn boxing from me."
"Thank you, Master."
Li Shaoze made a grand ceremony and was then helped up by Long Ma.
He picked up the cup of tea brewed next to him and brought it to Uncle Ryoma respectfully.
The disciple on the side picked up the wolf hair and entered Li Shaoze's name into the famous book.
This formal apprenticeship ceremony was only performed by Li Shaoze and three other closed disciples in the entire martial arts school. None of the other martial arts disciples have learned this deeply, so paying the registration fee is enough.
After Ryoma took the tea cup, he took two puffs of it slowly, took a sip, and put the tea cup down.
"Close the door and teach you how to box."
After hearing this, the two disciples obediently went out and closed the door to the front hall. The ordinary disciples outside looked at Li Shaoze's back with envy...
Poof, the back disappeared and the door was closed tightly.
Long Ma stood up from the chair, walked to Li Shaoze, flicked his sleeves, and showed the Wing Chun starting posture: "One thought can lead to hundreds of thoughts. You are very good. You have learned "Little Thoughts" so quickly."
"Now I will teach you the standard finger, also known as the standard month finger."
"The Lankavatara Sutra says: If a fool sees the moon, he will not look at the moon; if he thinks about names, he will not see my true self."
"When you stretch out your hand to look at the moon in the dark of night, a fool sees the fingers, while a wise man sees the moon between the fingers...seeking the truth through confusion, this is the concept of the index finger."
If you don’t ask why you have to cover the moon with your hands when looking at it, it’s because that’s what the allusion says.
"So when you hit someone, you have to think about how to be hit, and when you are hit, you have to think about how to hit the person. The index is the technique, and it is the core concept of Wing Chun."
…
Three hours later.
Li Shaoze opened the door and came out, his clothes already covered with sweat.
This time when he learned boxing, Master Longma not only explained the concepts, but also gave him solid guidance on how to fight. Until now, he has finally memorized "Biao Zhi". It is estimated that it will take some time to practice before he can truly understand it.
At this time, all the students in the martial arts hall had dispersed, and Master Ryoma also returned to the back hall to rest.
He gestured at the wooden mannequin in the training ground, thought about it, and shook his head before going out to avoid being complained about disturbing the public.
While driving home, he kept thinking about the concept of Wing Chun.
After all, concept is the core of a boxing technique. It doesn't matter when you first learn, it doesn't matter whether you understand it or not. But when you learn more deeply, you realize how powerful the concept is.
All extensions and changes of boxing techniques must conform to the concept in order to coordinate with the previous routines and produce wonderful effects.
Otherwise, you are obviously learning Wing Chun, but you use Wing Chun's routines and play Hong Quan's barbaric style? Going out to box? His brains will be blown out.
As a southern boxing technique, "Wing Chun" has a great connection with Southern Shaolin. Naturally, some Buddhism will be incorporated into the concept. For example, "biasing" is derived from the allusion in the Buddhist scriptures of "seeing the moon and forgetting to point."
After returning home, Meiko saw that he was sweating profusely, pinched his nose, and said disgustedly: "Why are you going out at night? He smells like sweat."
Even as he spoke, Meiko leaned closer and sniffed carefully.
After making sure that the smell of sweat was not mixed with the smell of perfume or seafood, she felt relieved and helped Li Shaoze throw the clothes into the washing machine.
"I went to the boxing gym to practice boxing. I learned a few new moves. Do you want to make some gestures?" Li Shaoze was shirtless and turned on the faucet to take a shower. Finding that Meiko hadn't left yet, he punched twice in her direction.
Meazi used her foot to lift up the mop beside the bathroom, reached out to grab it, and said in an evil tone: "Little Lizi, do you still want to die?"
"Hmph, I am no longer the little plum who asked you to save my life."
Li Shaoze screamed twice, grabbed the mop handle, rushed to Meazi, and picked her up fiercely.
"Hahaha, you have fallen into the clutches of the devil. Today I want you to shout for help."
"Ah... let go of your stinky hands."
"Hey, you are an old married couple, pretending to be innocent again. Just scream, even if you scream, no one will come to save you."
Crash.
The shower head turned on, and there was a popping sound in the bathroom.
…
An hour later, the two people came out of the bathroom together after taking a shower.
Yazi wrapped her hair in a towel, dipped some lotion in it, and helped Li Shaoze apply it on his face.
"I have heard about Master Longma. He is so famous, how could he accept you as his disciple?"
"Because I'm awesome, hehe."
Li Shaoze straightened his waist, indicating something, which made Meazi roll her eyes: "Don't pretend, believe it or not, I will cut your waist off next time?"
"Give me some face... By the way, it's Master Zhou's birthday, help me prepare a birthday gift."
"OK, I happened to make an appointment with A-Xian to go shopping tomorrow afternoon, and I'll buy it for you."
Yazi rubbed Li Shaoze's face, then picked up the hair dryer and dried his wet hair.
Li Shaoze hummed, then walked to the room and prepared to lie down on the bed and sleep. But halfway through, he felt something was wrong.
Who is Ah Yin?
It couldn't be Wang Suxian... Wow, why did Meazi go shopping with her? Did Meazi take the initiative to approach her, or did she take the initiative to flirt with Meazi?
Li Shaoze's heart suddenly lifted. He never thought that his first love crisis might be caused by a woman...
After blowing her hair, Meako returned to the room and got into bed. Li Shaoze put his arms around her neck and wanted to ask something, but it was difficult to ask, so he finally said, "Would you like to come with me, Zhou Tian?"
"I have an appointment with two uncles to play golf on Sunday, so I might not be free..."
"Oh, okay."
Li Shaoze pulled up the quilt and covered his head, feeling that his status had indeed been threatened.
The next morning, Wang Suxian delivered breakfast to Sir Li's office.
There were several female police officers in the administrative team who all wanted to compete for this job, but they were always firmly in her hands. However, when she entered the door today, she found Li Shaoze frowning slightly.
He put down his breakfast and was about to turn around and leave, but he was stopped by Li Shaoze: "Axian, come here."
"Sir Li."
Wang Suxian put his hands in front of him, his beautiful legs straight, and stood obediently in front of his desk.
"Has your relationship gone well recently?"
Li Shaoze would ask this question, so he naturally knew something about A-yin's private life. Wang Suxian was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "It went very smoothly..."
"Then why did you ask Meako to go shopping?"
"Ah?" Wang Suxian was stunned for a moment, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "It was Sister Yazi who came to me... She wanted to know more about you from me."
"Is this so!"
Li Shaoze secretly thought to himself, and then realized that it was Yazi who had gone out to attack and wanted Wang Suxian to be her insider. Women today are simply unfathomable. But if you think about it carefully, he doesn't have anything to fear if he sticks to his duty.
So he knocked on the table and said, "You should know how to do it."
"Sir Li, I am a police officer, a police officer loyal to the police force!"
"Very well, you can go down. If Meazi has any objections, remember to communicate with me. Also, I'm warning you, you can fuck me, but you can't fuck my wife."
Li Shaoze grunted twice and waved his hand for Wang Suxian to get out of the way. After Wang Suxian closed the door, he let out a long breath: "It's not easy to be the leader of the administrative team. Not only do you have to be a spy, but you also have to be a double agent."
"Fuck off the street, next time I'll be an undercover agent."
Time soon arrived on Sunday, and outside the "Yip's Wing Chun" martial arts gym, lanterns were decorated and a banquet was held.
In addition to the disciples of the martial arts school, many colleagues in the martial arts world and stars in the film industry came to visit with gifts.
Long Wei stood at the door, responsible for welcoming and sending people off.
After giving a red envelope to the master of the lion dance team, he waved to Li Shaoze and said, "Aze, come here."
"Awei, this is a birthday gift for Master."
Long Wei picked it up and looked at it, and said twice: "You actually gave me a golden Buddha. You must be so damn rich."
"My wife bought it, just accept it." Li Shaoze patted Long Wei on the shoulder, without much pride on his face.
After all, he was a new disciple, and it happened to be his master's birthday. Logically speaking, he should give him an expensive gift.
Although there is no custom of singing rituals now, according to old customs, Long Wei personally brought Li Shaoze into the front hall and placed the Golden Buddha in the most conspicuous position on the ceremony stage.
Anyone who comes in with a gift and puts the gift on the ceremony table can see this dazzling golden Buddha.
It wasn’t Li Shaoze’s face that got angry, but Master Longma’s.
After Long Wei put the gifts away, he pointed to the position and said, "You are a closed disciple sitting at the same table as the master."
"Okay, go and do your work."
"Um."
Li Shaoze and Long Wei separated, walked to the master, cupped their hands and said: "I wish the master a blessing like the East China Sea and a life as long as the Southern Mountains."
"Hey, Aze, don't be so polite. Come on, let me introduce you. These are everyone in Hong Kong's martial arts community."
"Master Chen Boguang Chen came to Hong Kong Island to open a martial arts school, and he didn't want to pay protection money to the society. He defeated seventy watermelon knives with an eyebrow-level stick, and no one dares to ask him for protection money."
Chen Boguang clasped his fists towards Li Shaoze: "Old Huangli, not to mention the brave men who were brave in the past, now it is the world of you young people."
"No, I lost to a young man named Xia Houwu three days ago. He can really fight, using fists to sticks, and in the end he beat me with one move."
"Xia Houwu?"
At the mention of this name, the expressions of many martial arts people present changed.
Next, Long Ma introduced the martial artists present to Li Shaoze one by one. Everyone smiled and nodded in response, and the scene looked cheerful.
After all, Long Ma has real kung fu. When he was young, he won twelve consecutive victories in the Kowloon Walled City and was hailed as the "worst Wing Chun" by the martial arts circles at that time.
Although he is old now, his fame is still there...and whether martial artists give him face or not depends on money.
Although everyone has their own ways to make money, it has to be said that Ryoma's martial arts school makes the most money in the film industry. He is celebrating his birthday today, and no matter how skilled he is, everyone here must give him some face.
