I went berserk in the movie world

Chapter 31 Rules

After a moment's hesitation, Jinshan Zhao still spoke the truth:

"Mr. Song, to be honest, when I first came to Hong Kong Island, I offended Hung Chun-nam. If you invite me, I'm worried it will implicate your boxing gym."

"It's alright, I'll explain it to Master Hong. Besides, so many years have passed, Master Hong might have already forgotten."

Have you forgotten "..."? Probably not.

Hong Zhennan has always been known for his domineering temper.

Every time I see him, he never gives me a kind look, and now I try to avoid him.

Jin Shan Zhao hesitated for a few seconds, but seeing that Song Sheng was still waiting for his reply, he gritted his teeth and said, "If Mr. Song doesn't mind, I, Jin Shan Zhao, am willing to teach boxing here!"

"That's good. As for Master Hong's matter, you don't need to worry about that."

"Mr. Song, what should we do with these people?"

"Get them out."

Upon hearing this, Huang Liang, one of the four on the ground, gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up. He suddenly knelt before Wu Jiuge and said, "Master, my name is Huang Liang. Please accept my bow!"

Xu Shichang and the other two were still gasping in shock when they saw this, and they all forced themselves to their feet and kowtowed one after another, saying, "Master!"

"Hey, what are you doing? I never said I wanted to take on apprentices!" Wu Jiuge was getting angry. He was forced to join the boxing gym and didn't want to go through the trouble of taking on apprentices.

Huang Liang was bewildered: What does that mean? The boxing gym doesn't accept students?

He glanced at the others, then, as if remembering something, he propped himself up and bowed to Song Sheng, saying, "Mr. Song, I want to join the boxing gym!"

He had overheard their conversation; this man seemed to be the owner of the boxing gym.

Wu Jiuge, Ip Man, and the others subconsciously looked at Song Sheng.

Huang Liang realized that he had guessed correctly; this person really was the person in charge of the boxing gym.

Song Sheng: "Master Ye, you should do it."

Ip Man nodded, walked up to Huang Liang and the other three, and subtly extended his hand, saying, "Pay your tuition first."

"..." Song Sheng was taken aback and had to turn around to correct him: "No, Master Ye, what I meant was that you should guide these people first."

After all, among the three masters, you have the most experience in this area, so you can set an example for everyone first.

As for tuition fees, there's no rush; we'll discuss that after the museum opens.

"Him?" Huang Liang and the other three clearly looked down on Ip Man.

Ip Man's reserved and introverted personality seemed to naturally lack any offensive power. Coupled with his long gown attire, he looked more like a schoolteacher than a martial arts instructor.

Song Sheng lowered his eyelids: "If you're not happy with my arrangements, you can leave now!"

Huang Liang and the other three dared not question it any further.

They had already seen two of the masters, both of whom were experts. As a group of martial arts-loving young people, they naturally didn't want to leave, so they simply stuck to them like glue.

……

in the afternoon

Property Street, Boxing Gym

Authentic Hung Kuen

Song Sheng brought Ip Man, Wu Jiuge, and Jin Shan Zhao to pay their respects to the school.

Four people, four different styles of clothing, so much so that they all looked a bit out of place when they walked together.

At the front, Song Sheng wore a suit and trousers, next to Ip Man wore a long mandarin jacket, on the other side Wu Jiuge wore a neat Zhongshan suit, and at the very back was Jin Shan Zhao dressed as a laborer.

When a group of people stand together, even passersby will glance at them.

Jinshan wiped the sweat off his shoulder with the handkerchief and whispered, "Don't you guys feel like I look a little out of place standing next to you?"

Song Sheng comforted him, "It's okay, we feel the same way."

Jinshan Zhao: "Oh—hmm?"

In the front hall of the boxing gym, Hung Kuen disciples were doing basic exercises.

The senior disciple of Hung Kuen was Cheng Wai-kei. He didn't recognize the other three, but he knew Jin Shan Zhao. His tone was unfriendly: "Jin Shan Zhao, who gave you permission to bring people to my master's place?"

Jinshan Zhao: "Get out of the way, we're here on business, don't block our way."

Just as Zheng Weiji was about to say something, Hong Zhennan's voice suddenly came from the inner hall: "Aji, let them in."

Inside the inner hall

Hong Zhennan sat in the main seat, slowly sipped his tea, then looked up: "Jinshan Zhao, trying to form cliques and become a big shot, huh?"

Having been suppressed by Hong Zhennan for so many years, Jin Shan almost subconsciously bowed, his tone lowered, and he instinctively said ingratiatingly, "No, no, I just came to visit on some business."

"Coming to visit?" Hong Zhennan muttered these words to himself, his gaze sweeping over Song Sheng and the others. "Then just say what you have to say, or shut up."

Jin Shan could only suppress his anger and turn to look at Song Sheng.

Song Sheng stepped forward: "Master Hong, it's like this."

My name is Song Sheng. I'm planning to open a martial arts school in the Yau Tsim Mong area. I've heard there are rules for opening a school on Hong Kong Island, so I've brought people here to pay a visit.

"Opening a museum?" Hong Zhennan looked him over again. "What school or sect are you from?"

"I don't teach boxing; I'm only in charge of running the gym."

"Um?"

"The three masters next to me are the ones teaching me boxing."

"I am Ip Man, a disciple of the Foshan Wing Chun school, and a student of Chan Wah-shun."

"Mengcun Bajiquan".

"Brother Hong, I don't need to say anything, you know me."

"Hmph!" Hong Zhennan's tiger-like eyes were fixed on Song Sheng: "If you don't teach boxing, what kind of martial arts school are you running!"

"Is it true that you can't open a martial arts school if you don't teach boxing? Is there still such a rule in the Hong Kong martial arts community?"

"..."

"If there isn't one, then that's fine."

Just because it didn't exist before doesn't mean it won't exist in the future; it exists now!

"Master Hong, you can't just say it's available and then it's available. Did you set the rules?"

Bang!

Hong Zhennan slammed his hand on the mahogany tea table, causing the tea to spill. He abruptly stood up, his voice commanding without anger: "I set the rules!"

wow-

Upon hearing the noise, the Hung Kuen disciples practicing outside swarmed around, each with an unfriendly expression.

Song Sheng held down Wu Jiuge, who was itching to act, and said, "Master Hong, don't be angry. Since you said that you can't open a school if you don't teach boxing, then I will teach. I will take on a disciple later and make sure I don't break Master Hong's rules."

"..." Hong Zhennan's face darkened even more after hearing this.

He was inherently domineering and hated being contradicted. But Song Sheng's words left him without an excuse to lash out, and he felt a bit frustrated.

Song Sheng continued, "Master Hong, if there are no other rules, how about we discuss opening the temple?"

Hong Zhennan said with a stern face, "Fine, then you should know the rules of the martial arts world, right?"

"Of course." Song Sheng slowly explained, "Within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, we will accept challenges from various sects. As long as we don't fall, we will be qualified to take on disciples and teach them boxing."

"Hmm," Hong Zhennan nodded subconsciously, but then realized something was wrong: "Wait, you mean you guys?"

Song Sheng replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, my martial arts school has three masters, so naturally all three masters have to be brought down."

"..."

A hint of hostility appeared on Hong Zhennan's face:

Trying to play word games with me? Do you think having more people makes you superior?

Okay, then I'll play with you guys!