Chapter 50

On the TV, the moment the white woman charging in with bear spray was knocked flying away by a mere turn of the body was clipped out and played back in slow motion.

"Audience, please look closely at this collision moment that has already been slowed down 5 times. The ambusher rushed over, intending to bring the bear spray up to the victim's face before starting the attack.

The victim is an Eastern Kung Fu Master. This is the conclusion reached by our very professional fighting coaches after watching this video.

Please look. After this person heard the sound, although his face showed a bewildered look, his subconscious movement was actually to retreat half a step diagonally backward, and only then did he turn around.

If we only look at all this, we can almost draw a conclusion that this was merely an accident.

But the fighting coach we invited noticed a detail. This detail makes it uncertain whether the surprised expression on the attacked Kung Fu Master's face was feigned.

But it can be confirmed that the victim of the ambush, that Eastern Kung Fu Master, is absolutely a person with extremely formidable skills.

Everyone pay attention. At the moment these two people collided, the Eastern Kung Fu Master who was hit, apart from the natural turn of the body, still stood steadily without any other swaying.

For any normal person, being crashed into by someone charging so fiercely, even Mike Tyson could not possibly have no sign of exerting force, and just by a natural turn throw the person flying away, right!"

Watching the woman who flew out on TV bang into a streetlamp pole with a thud, blood gushing out, while that Eastern man had an innocent look, Zhou Jiping in front of the TV suddenly became very excited.

"Finally found you!"

His woman was watching TV with him. Hearing him suddenly blurt out this sentence, not catching what he said clearly, she asked, "What did you say?"

Zhou Jiping murmured, "Do you still remember that night, how those three black men who broke in to rob died?"

The woman of course remembered. Two black men were hacked to death by their companion, the remaining one stabbed himself to death, dying very bizarrely.

"You still remember one black man even escaped to the door. At the moment he pulled the door open, he was kicked flying back.

And the one who kicked him back is the one on TV! That day, he passed by our house and casually saved us……"

Zhou Jiping didn't know how to continue, even though these months in the Fuzhou Gang he had gradually gained some status.

But he still remembered deeply that if someone hadn't saved the two of them that day, in this world there might not be the two of them now! "Then should we go pay a visit to express our sincerity?"

The woman reminded thoughtfully.

"Of course. I'll have Rusong help find out where this person lives."

……

Mrs. Wood had quite a headache these two days. She thought she could easily get Chen Yaozu's teacher's license processed, but unexpectedly it was stuck for several days. Her old classmate had retired from the Los Angeles Unified School District Education Department, and her face didn't seem to count for much anymore.

After all, in America, teacher's licenses are not interchangeable between states, so every state has its own public school education department.

Los Angeles, as a pillar city of California, naturally has one too.

Actually, right now there is a severe shortage of public teachers in all states of America, so when Mrs. Wood brought it up with Chen Yaozu, she never thought it couldn't be done.

After all, in America, being a public teacher isn't a good job.

Poor as a church mouse! Even last year there was a news story where a public teacher in Texas actually put an ad selling blood on a magazine cover. The ad said he had a master's degree, was currently a teacher, but couldn't make ends meet, so he had to sell blood.

Texas public teacher salaries are several hundred dollars lower than California's. After deducting insurance and taxes, basically nothing is left.

Actually it's not just Texas. In almost all of America, public school teachers' treatment isn't very high.

Precisely because of this, many people can't carry on, so in public schools across states, teacher's licenses actually aren't that hard to get.

But Chen Yaozu's identity issue is the most important factor causing the hold-up. Even though Chen Yaozu now already has a temporary green card with two years' validity, that is ultimately only temporary.

But just now, Mrs. Wood saw on TV the news of the PE teacher she just hired "unintentionally" knocking someone flying with a turn, and then she received a phone call.

"What? Yaozu Chen's teacher's license got approved?

Yes, he indeed has a whole body of profound Kung Fu.

Good, good. He indeed can be competent as a PE teacher, and I also plan to have him teach an Eastern Kung Fu class."

After hanging up, Mrs. Wood chuckled twice, laughing secretly in her heart. You think he's a Kung Fu Master, but actually he's a Wizard! Just from the footage on TV, she believed many people seeing this news would wonder if it was coincidence or premeditated. If someone now asked Mrs. Wood and forced her to tell the truth, she would only have one answer: this was definitely calculated by that Eastern Wizard.

She picked up the phone and dialed out: "Chen, your license is through. Starting tomorrow, you can start work."

Chen Yaozu replied, "Okay. I'm researching what I should teach the students in tomorrow's first class!"

"Then you prepare well. For your first class tomorrow, I'll come to observe!"

Mrs. Wood finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Orange County is the largest Chinese gathering place in Los Angeles.

So the next day, on the playground, Chen Yaozu welcomed the first class he would teach on his first day of work.

Tenth Grade Class 7.

About 40 people. Surprisingly, twenty-seven or twenty-eight were Asian, exceeding half.

First day of class was first letting students get to know him, then roll call. After getting to know each other, he taught this group of students a routine.

One he learned in a dream: a routine to stretch the body, invigorate Qi and Blood, and increase strength. This group of high schoolers learned very actively.

Especially after a student recognized that the new PE teacher before them was the Eastern Kung Fu Master from the news who threw someone flying with a turn, the students looked at this new PE teacher with gazes full of admiration, and practiced even more seriously.

That day, two out of the seven Tenth Grade classes had PE. The news that the new Tenth Grade PE teacher was Bruce Lee had already spread throughout the whole school.

One must say, the feeling of being worshipped is quite good.

But this feeling blew away like smoke when the sun went down and he received a phone call, the whole good mood vanishing.

"Your San Shu is gone!"

Chen Yaozu was silent for a while, then asked, "When did it happen?"

"Just now!"

The caller was Ms. Yuan: "Before he left, he left a few words of last will for you. I'll send it over to you!"

A video, very short, about two or three minutes long.

The person in the video wore a patient's gown, already emaciated beyond recognition, supported by a bright young woman leaning against the bedside. However his eyes still held a sharpness, but his breathing didn't seem very smooth, panting heavily.

"A Zu, the doctor says……cough cough……the doctor says my days are……just these two days……

So……want to leave you two sentences……cough cough……your San Shu, my life was very short, but I lived it very wonderfully……so no need to pity me.

It's you……I'm afraid you won't be able to return home in the future! Merit is merit, but a crime is a crime in the end!

I……stayed in Southeast Asia for 20 years……never made a single misstep, just always remembering this skin and the bloodline flowing in these veins.

"But... in your matter... I was wrong!"

"I have a clear conscience toward my elder brother and sister-in-law... toward you... but not toward the law of the land!"

"But what... way... do I have... the Old Chen Family... only has you, this sole surviving seedling, left..."

"I simply... simply cannot bear to watch the line die out..."

"Heard... cough cough cough... that you got married..."

"Your Third Aunt analyzed it... you might have entered a fake marriage... for a Green Card... cough cough cough cough..."

"I have a dying wish... that you find someone and truly marry soon, have children and grandchildren..."

"When the children grow up, let them come back and offer a few cups of wine at my grave..."

(Chapter End)