"Why are you here for a while?" Yang Fansheng smiled and liked his disciple. It was all thanks to Zhang Shang, who was able to have today and realize his dreams. It is important to have a good disciple.

"I'm idle, come and see the master."

"It's not that it's okay, it's because there are troubles that can't be solved, right?"

Yang Fansheng looked at him a few times. He was young and always frowned. He was noble in front of others. How many people could understand the pressure and efforts behind him?

"Uh..." Zhang Shang smiled embarrassedly, without any concealment, "I recently started a war with the South and won, but I couldn't surrender those people. I was afraid that they would be a part of their own in their bodies, and I was afraid that they would force them to get in a hurry and there was potential risks. I wanted to use them, but I couldn't do anything. I didn't dare to make the name of a club, and I was afraid that I would be caught by my superiors. Anyway, I was so annoyed."

Yang Fansheng: "A management problem?"

Zhang Shang: "Yes."

Yang Fansheng: "What's going on in the world?"

Zhang Shang: "Yes."

Yang Fansheng: "Your punch is in vain."

Zhang Shang: "..." What does this have to do with practicing boxing?

Yang Fansheng: "It is beneficial to read more sketches, more crosstalk, and more martial artists accepting disciples."

Zhang Shang was stunned for a moment, and woke up from his dream, bowed deeply to the master, and there was a way.

Ginger is still so spicy...

When I got home, turned on the computer and searched for the Xingyiquan apprenticeship ceremony, it was quite grand.

There were several people inside and outside, and many famous people who practice boxing were invited to watch and witness. The old man sat high in the hall. His apprentice in his fifties had to kowtow when he saw him and handed the tea respectfully, making it even more close to his own father.

Just as he was watching, Tang Zhenhai called and said with a frown: "Master Zhang, I really have no choice. In just two days, those locals started to make trouble again."

"Who leads the trouble?"

"No one, it's just that the construction site is uneasy, the subordinates are not convinced, the mass base is not well established, and the bosses we subdued are not working hard, so they can't control others." He paused and asked, "What do you think about this?"

"Simple." Student Zhang pretended to do it and said, "Do you know those two people? You are doing sketches and crosstalk."

"Of course I know that there are many people who have had dinner with me, including big stars and small actors, bars and stores, and crosstalk at the evening party. I don't know who?"

"That's it, you have to learn from others."

"How to learn?" Tang Zhenhai was a little confused.

"Do you understand if you sell dog meat with a sheep's head and open the mountain to recruit disciples?"

"Accepting apprentices?" After thinking about it, he said, "It shouldn't work, right?"

"You know, social gangs will be dealt with sooner or later, but as long as you change this way, the society will become traditional culture, and the street gangsters have become celebrities. They openly openly to accept apprentices, not be hit by the top, and even support them. If they do well, they can still be included in the cultural heritage list."

"..." Tang Zhenhai seemed to understand.

"When accepting disciples, please invite more guests and let them bow to you three times and nine times in front of everyone. From now on, you will be your own father and master. You will be your master for life. As long as they dare to rebel against you and violate the rules passed down for thousands of years, everyone will shout and beat you up, and there are ways to deal with them."

"But I don't know how to say crosstalk or sketches..."

"There are many people who practice boxing over there. They can learn one move and half a stance. They can put them under the name of a family and ask them to take their disciples on behalf of the ancestors and defeat your seniority."

Drinking a sip of water, moistening your throat, "With your reputation, you follow this path and ask them to call you, Master, Grandpa, and kowtow to you during festivals, making it even more kidding than your own father. Beating you is like beating yourself, can he still resist?"

Tang Zhenhai: "..."

Zhang Shang: "Subtle brainwashing is the most effective, and spiritual envelopment is the most effective."

"..." Tang Zhenhai understood.

Zhang Shang: "Do you know why the disciples of the Zhao family are so loyal? It's up to these traditional forms of things, the highest level of brainwashing... I'm even closer than your real father."

"..." Tang Zhenhai was convinced.

Zhang Shang: "If you really don't know how to do it, just go online to watch the disciple-taking ceremony of those crosstalk masters and famous masters practicing boxing, and take pictures of the cat and the tiger."
Chapter completed!