Chapter 1125: The master leads you through the door, the sentencing depends on the individual!

Love Apartment, residential garden.

Fixing his phone in a distant position, Zhang Cheng clasped his hands together in a Taoist posture and said: "Today, I'm going to teach everyone a relatively ordinary fist technique. As the saying goes, the master leads you through the door, the sentencing depends on the individual. Everyone must never use this in actual combat!"

Having said this, Zhang Cheng slowly lowered his hands and started his stance.

Accompanying the waving of his hands, the tearing sound of the wind immediately emitted a sonic boom.

And after finishing a set of fist techniques, Zhang Cheng stood in front of the video and explained: "What I just performed was the Southern School Bai Mei Fist. It is said that the Bai Mei Fist originated in the late Ming Dynasty and was created by the Bai Mei Taoist of Mount Emei in Sichuan. It flowed into Foshan in the fifties. That's right, it's the Foshan of that Ip Man."

"The Bai Mei Fist is relatively sinister, fitting the martial arts world of that time, because martial arts practitioners are inherently learning killing moves."

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng introduced the characteristics of the Bai Mei Fist, and finally waved his hand and said: "Alright, that's it for today, see you next time!"

Turning off the video, Zhang Cheng then spat out a mouthful of turbid air.

Because he was troubled by his mission; after all, being a teaching assistant couldn't gain him fans!

So he still had to work hard on the internet, at least become a blogger!

As for what Zhang Cheng is good at, hmm, this is a question worth thinking about!

If this were abroad, or South Asia, Zhang Cheng could popularize for everyone the technique of using "Iaijutsu," or even livestream "being a person," the ratio of cement, and how to quickly solidify, how deep to dig a hole for burying people so they won't be washed out, what trees to plant so they won't be dug up...

But the problem is, this is home, if Zhang Cheng dared to "popularize knowledge" like this, the next second he would be investigated, sent warmth, and have to register at the community police station!

Therefore, Zhang Mouren chose the simplest method, which is to teach martial arts!

After all, what those martial arts people dare not teach, he will teach; what those martial arts people dare not say, he will say. In one sentence, what they teach, he teaches; what they dare not teach, he also teaches. The master leads you through the door, the sentencing depends on the individual.

Fan audience: You're actually quite a good person!

"Zhang Cheng, what are you doing here just now?"

Walking over from not far away, Lin Wanyu looked at Zhang Cheng with a curious face.

"Oh, I'm filming a video? Teaching people to learn martial arts for fitness!"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Cheng looked at the somewhat naive Lin Wanyu and explained immediately.

"You also know martial arts?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Lin Wanyu couldn't help but ask.

"Of course, after all, I know how to cook, how could I not know martial arts? Cooking and being a person are the same!"

Speaking to Lin Wanyu, Zhang Cheng smiled.

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Lin Wanyu revealed a look of surprise: "Really?"

"Really!"

Looking at Lin Wanyu seriously, Zhang Cheng smiled and turned around: "I'm going back to change clothes for work, where are you going so early?"

"Oh, I'm going out to buy steamed buns, vegetable buns!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng happily, Lin Wanyu couldn't help but reveal a smile when mentioning vegetable buns.

Hearing Lin Wanyu's words, Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched: "Alright then!"

Watching the bouncing Lin Wanyu leave, Zhang Cheng stood frozen on the spot and said: "Rich girls these days don't eat steamed buns? Strange!"

Arriving at Shangjian Academy by bus.

Zhang Cheng skillfully pushed open the door and said: "Professor Dong, Professor Dong!"

"What are you doing? Being so boisterous early in the morning!"

Watching Zhang Cheng appear in front of him, Professor Dong couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, as long as you're here, where did you put the tea!"

Watching Professor Dong sitting in his chair, Zhang Cheng walked forward and hurriedly asked.

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, Professor Dong subconsciously blocked the drawer with his hand and said: "What are you doing? This is Dragon Well tea picked before the rains! You're a young man, do you understand how to drink it?"

"Who said I wanted to drink it, I'm taking it back to boil some tea eggs!"

Speaking to Professor Dong, Zhang Cheng opened the drawer.

"What the hell, you're taking my treasured Dragon Well tea to boil tea eggs?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in shock, Professor Dong was dumbfounded after hearing this sentence.

Because is this something a human would do?

"Oh, don't be so stingy, let me tell you, the quality of Dragon Well tea picked before the rains is actually calculated by time. Think about it, what month is it now? Besides, although tea leaves are easy to preserve, the mellow fragrance will also increase with time, but Dragon Well tea picked before the rains must be drunk as new tea!"

Looking at Professor Dong, Zhang Cheng started popularizing science.

Does he understand? No, Zhang Mouren doesn't understand these at all, he's just purely bluffing.

As for why he doesn't go to the store to buy tea leaves, that's because he has no money!

"Really?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, a look of confusion appeared on Professor Dong's face.

"Could I lie to you? Look at my name, Zhang Cheng, the 'Cheng' of integrity!"

Looking at Professor Dong seriously, Zhang Cheng looked at him firmly.

"Are tea eggs boiled with Dragon Well tea picked before the rains delicious?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng again, Professor Dong asked.

"Shall I try?"

Looking at Professor Dong, Zhang Cheng revealed a serious expression.

Inside the teacher's office, several teachers were sitting together chatting.

Watching Zhang Cheng walk in with something in his hand, Hu Yifei asked suspiciously: "What are you holding in your hand?"

"Dragon Well tea picked before the rains!"

Speaking to Hu Yifei, Zhang Cheng explained with a smile.

"Dragon Well tea picked before the rains? Where did you get it? This thing is very expensive, right?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng in surprise, Hu Yifei subconsciously said: "You didn't take it from Professor Dong, did you?"

"Hey, you're really smart, I actually did!"

Picking up the things on the side, Zhang Cheng hummed a little tune and left.

And watching Zhang Cheng, Hu Yifei shouted loudly: "Hey, hey, hey, where are you taking my pot! I won this by participating in a competition!"

"Boiling tea eggs! Do you want some?"

Returning to the office, Zhang Cheng looked at Hu Yifei with a face full of smiles.

And hearing this sentence, Hu Yifei immediately laughed and said: "Eat, boil some more!"

Looking at this scene in surprise, Zhang Anren on the side asked with a face full of suspicion: "Teacher Hu? You?"

"It's fine, Zhang Cheng's culinary skills are very good!"

Revealing a smile, Hu Yifei spoke without caring at all.

But looking at Hu Yifei, the teachers present were all dumbfounded, because the things Hu Yifei won by participating in competitions were never allowed to be touched by others, but Zhang Cheng was actually able to do it. Is the relationship too good, or is his culinary skill really amazing?

"By the way, Zhang Anren, do you know? Professor Dong's student from abroad is back, it seems they also want to come to the Architecture Department to be a teaching assistant!"

Speaking to Zhang Anren, a teacher teased.

Because at Shangjian, there is only one quota for staying at the school this term.

"Is that so?"

Revealing a smile, Zhang Anren didn't say anything on the surface, but his fists were already clenched.

Because he had already vaguely felt a sense of crisis.

Humming a little tune, Zhang Cheng borrowed some things in the cafeteria and started boiling tea eggs.

From tea leaves to the pot, and even the eggs, Zhang Cheng was "brushing his face" all the way.

After all, although he likes to eat things, it doesn't mean he wants to spend money!

And it's a good thing this is home, he borrowed them; if this were outside, he would have to say: "Buddy, your newly bought car is not bad, can you lend it to Master Bai to play with?"

During the waiting time, Zhang Cheng flipped through his phone, seeing that his edited short video already had dozens of comments, he immediately opened it.

And when he saw various bizarre comments, Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched.

"Martial arts? Are you very good at fighting?"

"Little punk, what's the use of being good at fighting? When you're out in the world, it's about power, it's about background. Which path are you on?"

"I have twenty years of kung fu in this punch, can you block it?"

"You're so amazing, can Tyson kill you with three punches?"

"Hahahaha, the person above really knows how to chat!"

Silently closing the comments, Zhang Cheng decided to hit a wooden dummy tomorrow to show them.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1126 =====