The next day, Zhou Zhou ran to the principal's office early and met several American teachers on the way, who were talking in the corridor.

"Mc was kidnapped!"

"Yes, when we went back together yesterday, we met a group of Qing gangsters who had an axe in their hands. They almost cut off my head. In the end, Mike was kidnapped and I was let go."

"Have you reported to the government?"

"I have reported it, and I have also reported it to Director Richard of the Concession, although I don't think it's useless. His father is a big man, so it may be that he was targeted! By the way, Miss Laura looked very familiar yesterday."

"Yes, it looks like that duke. I just saw that duke from afar and heard that she also came to Qing State."

Zhou Zhou did not listen carefully, but asked for leave. He came to the place where he was attacked last night. He found a noodle stall to sit down and prepared to wait for the rabbit.

One minute

Two minutes

One hour

Two hours

At about ten o'clock in the morning, he finally saw the master walking out of the alley slowly, then turned a corner, and walked slowly along the street.

Zhou Zhou did not go up immediately and knelt down and became a disciple. That was too deliberate.

All Chinese people are about to be destined to be together. Zhou Zhou planned to have an encounter, so he quietly followed the masters, and along the way they walked through the streets and alleys. After a while, they came to the gate of a middle school.

The school gate reads Shanghai Painting Arts School.

They entered the school one after another, and Zhou Zhou saw the master turning into a classroom.

The classroom was full of light, with five or six drawing boards surrounding a bench in the middle. Zhou Zhou saw the master walking slowly to the bench.

Just as Zhou Zhou was wondering what the master was doing, the chattering conversations of girls sounded behind Zhou Zhou.

A girl with short hair with bangs in front saw Zhou Zhou and asked with a smile: "Hey! Are you here to apply for a nude model? Can you ask first if you have skin diseases?"

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Shanghai Painting Arts School.

Inside a certain painting room.

Twenty future painters sat in a circle, with drawing boards in front of them, and their eyes were focused on the two naked men in the middle.

The master was clean and tidy, put his right leg on his left leg and his hands on his knees. Because of the tension, his muscles were tight and his body was filled with goose bumps.

He looked at the ground with his eyes, and the corners of his mouth quietly moved. "Young man, are you following me?"

Beside him, Zhou Zhou was also naked. His right hand was supported by his chin and squatted on a small stool, looking like a thinker. His muscles were full and his lines were clear, making the female painter around him blush.

In order to maintain facial expression, Zhou Zhou gritted his teeth and replied, "Senior, where did you say it. This is a complete encounter. The boy is too poor. He happened to see this school recruiting naked models at a high price, so he came happily. By the way, thank you for your help last night."

"Don't call me senior, I'm not old, just call me Tang Weilu. You're welcome to know what happened last night. So you are here to compete for business with me?" As he said, Tang Weilu quickly scratched his back.

－－－－－－－－－－ Tang Weilu!!

Zhou Zhou's mind, strengthened by NTZ pills, suddenly saw information about Tang Weilu.

In the late Qing Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, the country was in a difficult situation. At this critical moment, all Chinese classes continued to work hard just to change the reality of China's weakness. The national martial arts world also rose at this time, hoping to make China strong by spreading martial arts. At that time, many national martial arts masters rose to the martial arts world. Tang Weilu was one of the stars.

Tang Weilu was called "Saibaiyuan" (1868-1944), a native of Fengtai, Ninghe, and he worked as a farmer since childhood. At that time, the world was dark and the people's lives were difficult. Tang Weilu decided to learn martial arts, hoping to do his best to help the people.

In 1903, 35-year-old Tang Weilu learned martial arts with Xingyiquan master Shen Wanlin. Tang Weilu, who was born in the farm, was willing to endure hardships and had a good understanding. After several years of hard work, he became quite famous in the Ninghe area.

In 1912, the "Tianjin Chinese Warrior Association" was established and later set up in Hebei Park on Dajing Road. Tang Weilu introduced himself to Li Cunyi, the president and academic director, as his teacher. At this time, Tang Weilu was already in his 40s. At first, Li Cunyi thought he was too old and unwilling to accept it. After being "compromised", Li Cunyi reluctantly agreed to stay.

Later, when the graduation assessment was completed, it was difficult for serious disciples who practiced martial arts to pass smoothly, but Tang Weilu, who often did miscellaneous work, passed smoothly. As a result, Li Cunyi's view on this older martial arts "farmer" completely changed. When he parted, Li Cunyi passed on his secret recipe, the Five Elements Pill, to Tang Weilu, which was also a recognition of him.

After graduating from the "Tianjin Chinese Warrior Association", Tang Weilu went to the coastal fishing village in Hangu to teach martial arts. His apprentices were all poor people who were selling coolies. Tang Weilu accepted disciples without paying for letters, did not hold banquets, and did not allow those who studied art to spend money. Tang Weilu was chivalrous and sympathized with the poor, hated evil forces that bullied the people, punished evil gangsters for the people, and resolved the financial fraud case alone. Many deeds such as Tang Weilu were widely circulated among the people.

He died of illness in 1944, ending his poor and upright life.

Tang Weilu may not have any outstanding achievements in his life, but he was good at teaching students, and all his disciples achieved success in their studies. Moreover, he had a wide range of friends and often recommended his disciples to study at his friend and master. For example, his disciple Li Zhongxuan was introduced to him and joined Shang Yunxiang and Xue Dian. In his later years, Li Zhongxuan wrote many memories of the golden age of the martial arts world. After his death, his experiences were compiled into a book and published. The title of the book was called "The Falling Martial Arts World".

"No! No! Senior Tang,... I really didn't come to compete for business with you on purpose." Zhou Zhou quickly stood up and waved his hand. The painters were immediately dissatisfied with his actions, and they coughed one after another. Two more girls looked at Zhou Zhou's lower body carefully.

Zhou Zhou quickly sat back on his seat, then returned to the thinker position, and then gritted his teeth and said, "I just want to ask Master Tang, do you accept an apprentice?"

"Accepting apprentices? My level is not enough. I still want to become a disciple. If you want to become a disciple, I recommend you to Tianjin."

"Tianjin?"

"Tianjin will be established to establish a Chinese Warrior Association. At that time, all the masters of Xingyiquan will gather there. Among them are Senior Li Cunyi, the master of Xingyiquan. If you learn from him, you will definitely learn more."

Zhou Zhou knew Li Cunyi and also knew that many of the disciples of Li Cunyi's sect had no success. Although this was a problem of disciple qualifications, it was probably because Li Cunyi was not good at teaching students. Moreover, by the time the Tianjin Warrior Association was established, Zhou Zhou had been in the Jingwumen World for more than a year.

"By the way, Master Tang, why are you here in Shanghai? Are you not from Ninghe?" Zhou Zhou said curiously.

Tang Weilu's eyes tilted towards Zhou Zhou and said, "Young man, do you know me?"

"Who doesn't know the name of his senior? Even people like me who are ignorant know Tang Weilu, a master of Ninghe."

"I heard that Master Huo Yuanjia is a master in Shanghai, so I wanted to come and have a look. As a result, I ran out of money. I originally wanted to rush to Tianjin and join Li Cunyi's sect. It seemed that I was going to borrow some money from someone. I wonder if I could borrow some money from Jingwu Sect."

"Huo Yuanjia is not dead!" Zhou Zhou said in surprise.

"What did you say! How could you curse Master Huo?!"

"I'm sorry, sorry, a great hero like Master Huo should live for a hundred years." Then Zhou Zhou changed his mind and said, "If Master is short of money, you can borrow it from me."

"Hehehe, I knew you were rich, how could you have no money with a girlfriend in Yangma? Let's do this. I will take you to Tianjin. I will teach you some basics along the way. When I arrive in Tianjin, I will introduce you to other seniors. This will not make you waste time and have not learned anything yet." Tang Weilu smiled.

Zhou Zhou immediately responded: "Thank you, Master."

I thought to myself that as long as I could follow him, I would have the opportunity to change my mind.

After posing for more than two hours, Zhou Zhou's short naked model career ended.

The students repeatedly tried to keep Zhou Zhou, hoping that he could continue to come to school to work tomorrow. Zhou Zhou repeatedly declined and left without looking back.

At the school gate, they made an appointment to go to the Jingwu Gymnastics Meeting the next day, so they left separately.

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The next day, the wind was sunny.

Zhou Zhou and Laura came to the outside of Jingwu Gate together, met with Tang Weilu and handed a greeting to Jingwu Gate together, and walked into Jingwu Gate under the guidance of students.

Rather than saying that Jingwumen is a school, it is a martial arts hall. Compared with the school in Zhouzhou, there are fewer courtyards here, only three levels.

In the second courtyard, there is a martial arts field. There are weapons racks on the martial arts field, with swords, guns, swords and halberds on it.

They met Huo Yuanjia next to the martial arts venue. He was sitting under the eaves next to the martial arts venue, and a female disciple wearing coarse cloth was taking care of him.

Although Huo Yuanjia was about 1.7 meters tall, he was as strong as a bear, especially his palms, which were thick and large, and had flat joints.

But compared to his figure, his face was very bad, with sweat and a pale complexion, and he was about to fall down at any time.

He barely stood up from his seat, clasped his fists, and bowed: "I don't know if Master Tang has arrived, I'm sorry, sorry."

Tang Weilu hurriedly greeted him and said, "No, no, Master Huo is in poor health, so you don't have to be polite."

"Ahem, thank you, thank you." Huo Yuanjia coughed twice again, then looked behind Tang Weilu curiously and asked, "What are these two?"

Tang Weilu quickly introduced: "I just met this little brother Zhou Zhou. He is very interested in martial arts, so he comes and checks out. This is Laura, the little brother's wife."

Zhou Zhou stepped forward and bowed and said, "My younger generation Zhou Zhou, have met Master Huo."

Zhou Zhou hesitated for a moment and then said, "Master Huo, you are poisoned."
Chapter completed!