The second floor of the martial arts hall.
Zhang Tianzhi looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, wearing a black robe and mandarin jacket.
The whole person does not seem to have a strong temperament, but more of a gentle feeling.
"Are you Ip Man?! Foshan Ip Man!"
"Hello, Master Zhang, I'm Ip Man, Foshan Wing Chun School." Ip Man cupped his fists, "I heard that Master Zhang is teaching [Wing Chun] here, so I wanted to come and have a look. I came here uninvited, and I wanted to see Haihan." "
Zhang Tianzhi shot at Ip Man with his sharp eyes.
"What? Master Ye wants to come and see if the [Wing Chun] here is authentic, right?"
Zhang Tianzhi's tone became aggressive.
Hong Kang said nothing, just drank tea quietly.
"Master Zhang, you misunderstood." Ip Man said hurriedly, "It's just that I just arrived in Hong Kong Island and heard that someone is teaching Wing Chun here. Out of curiosity, I came to visit."
Zhang Tianzhi said coldly: "Then what do you think after watching it now? Are you planning to quit the gym?!"
Ye Wen frowned. This piece of Tianzhi Master Zhang looked like he had taken gunpowder!
Hong Kang came out to smooth things over at this time.
"Master Zhang, Master Ye is here as a guest, you can't even deny him a sip of tea!"
Hong Kang's words calmed Zhang Tianzhi's mood a little, mainly because the appearance of Ip Man made him suddenly lose his sense of normalcy.
Although this was the first time he met Ye Wen, this name had been chanting in his mind for more than ten years.
Zhang Tianzhi took a deep breath and stretched out his hand: "Master Ye, please take a seat."
Hong Kang has known Zhang Tianzhi for several years and knows the obsession in his heart.
After Ip Man sat down, Hong Kang started to do some household chores.
"I heard that Master Ye had a fight with Mr. Gong Baosengong in Jinlou, and in the end he just took a piece of the cake out of Mr. Gong's hand?!"
Ye Wen smiled very humbly: "That's just Mr. Gong supporting the younger generation. I wonder, who is this?"
"I, Hong Kang, have learned Hong Quan twice. I will definitely ask Master Ye for advice if I have the opportunity."
Ye Wen showed a strange expression and replied: "So you are Mr. Hong! I didn't expect Mr. Hong to be so young. He is really young and promising!!"
Hong Kang looked to be in his early thirties, in his prime; but Ip Wen himself was almost fifty, and his eldest son was already thirteen.
…
Then, Hong Kang talked to Ye Wen about his martial arts competition with the officers of the Neon Kingdom in Foshan.
With Hong Kang intervening, the atmosphere at the scene relaxed a lot.
Zhang Tianzhi has also calmed down and returned to reason.
Before, it was obsession.
Suddenly hearing Ip Man's name, Zhang Tianzhi only thought about defeating him and proving his reputation as "Authentic Wing Chun".
Now, when people all over Hong Kong mention [Wing Chun], the first person that comes to mind is me, Zhang Tianzhi. Rather than him, Foshan Ip Man, to a certain extent, he has already fulfilled this wish.
Thinking of this, Zhang Tianzhi immediately calmed down.
As for the competition with Ip Man, it will definitely be a fight.
Not now, though.
Now Ip Man has no reputation in Hong Kong Island. Even if he beats him, it won't mean anything.
Only when Ip Man also makes his name, then will be the [Wing Chun Battle] between himself and him! !
As for whether he could win, Zhang Tianzhi never thought about it.
He is very confident in himself and does not think he will lose.
Even Ip Man has a brilliant record.
But that was Ip Man in his prime, not the older Ip Man now.
Zhang Tianzhi suddenly said: "Master Ye suffered a gunshot wound??"
Hong Kang happened to talk to Ip Man about his being shot.
Ip Man: "After I finished fighting with Miura, I was shot in the dark by his adjutant."
Pointing to his left chest, "Fortunately, the bullet passed through the lung and was not stuck in the body."
Zhang Tianzhi felt relieved.
Ip Man's lungs were injured. Although he has recovered, it will still affect the flow of breath to some extent, especially when fighting with masters.
Zhang Tianzhi asked: "Master Ye is here today. Even if we know each other, we are both Wing Chun disciples. Let me show my friendship as a landlord. Master Ye, please stay and have dinner together at noon!"
"This..." Ye Wen hesitated.
"Is it inconvenient, Master Ye? Already have an appointment?" Hong Kang asked.
"Not really." Ye Wen smiled bitterly, "I'm not afraid of the two of you laughing at me. I just came to Hong Kong Island and haven't found a living yet. I originally came out today to see if I can open a martial arts school..."
Hong Kang said: "Master Ye, there is a saying that I don't know whether to say or not?"
Ip Man said: "Mr. Hong just says it doesn't matter."
Hong Kang asked: "Have Master Ye heard of the [Mixed Martial Arts] competition?"
Ye Wen said: "I know a little bit about it."
Hong Kang said: "Nowadays, when young people in Hong Kong learn martial arts, they focus on the martial arts gyms of the top ten masters in the [mixed martial arts] competition. After all, they have proven their strength. Therefore, I suggest that you also participate in one We will wait until we get a good ranking in this competition and open a martial arts gym, and then students will take the initiative to visit us."
Zhang Tianzhi also said: "They have their own publicity channels and methods for this competition. As long as you have real skills, you can really get a good ranking."
Ye Wen thought for a moment and agreed with what the two said.
"I wonder when the next [mixed martial arts] competition will start?"
"This competition is held every two years, and the next one will be next year."
"Next year?!" Ye Wen choked and his expression suddenly dimmed.
The belongings he brought from home were not enough to sustain him for a year, and his wife Zhang Yongcheng was pregnant again, so some nourishing things could not be cut off.
Hong Kang could see Ip Man’s embarrassment.
"If Master Ye doesn't mind, we [Blackwater Group] are short of a fighting instructor. Master Ye's ability is more than enough to do this. I wonder if Master Ye is willing to give in?"
Ye Wen was very touched. How could he not hear that Hong Kang was taking care of his face and deliberately said it nicely.
"There is no such thing as being unyielding! Mr. Hong thinks highly of me, but what is the main job content of this fighting instructor?"
Hong Kang laughed and said: "Hahaha... definitely not a thug or anything like that!"
After introducing the business scope of [Blackwater Group] to Ye Wen, including security and training, Ye Wen felt relieved.
Hong Kang looked at Ye Wen for a while and suddenly said: "Master Ye, are you all here?"
"Yes, my wife and son also came to Hong Kong Island with me."
"Son? My son is great! How old are you? Are you married?"
"Hey, you're still young! Only thirteen years old."
"Thirteen years old? That's still the age to go to school! Has the problem of going to school been solved? If you have any difficulties, I can help."
"Really!?" Ye Wen said in surprise, "I'm still worried about finding a school for him?"
Hong Kang nodded and said: "[Spring and Autumn Chamber of Commerce] has built several new schools around Yau Ma Tei in recent years, ranging from primary school to middle school. If you are thirteen years old, you should be in the first grade of middle school. I will make arrangements tomorrow."
"Mr. Hong, thank you so much!!"
Ip Man's gratitude this time was very obvious.
Chinese parents always pay a lot for their children’s education.
…
When Ip Man said goodbye and was about to leave Zhang Tianzhi's martial arts gym.
When Ye Wen was about to step out, Hong Kang suddenly stopped him.
"Master Ye, there is a medical clinic there at No. XX, Unit XX, Block XX, Street XX, Road XX, District XX. The shopkeeper is your old friend. Please go there when you have time!"
Ye Wen was puzzled: "Mr. Hong, is this...?"
None of his acquaintances in Hong Kong Island live there!
"This is Mr. Gong Er's address."
"Mr. Gong Er?" Ye Wen's voice suddenly became a little difficult.
There is hope in the eyes.
"Gong Ruomei!" Hong Kang nodded.
"……"Ip man.
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