Chapter 9 Apprenticeship ()

In May 1985, the first special force of the Republic; the Yanjing Military Region Special Type Soldier Training Camp was officially established. It was assigned to the direct leadership of the Military Commission, and Wang Yunshan was appointed as the battalion commander and was awarded the title of lieutenant colonel. This year, he was less than 30 years old.

"Dad, congratulations on your promotion." Wang Qibu said casually at the dinner table, obviously not very interested in this matter.

"Qianbu, your father has been promoted. Are you unhappy?" Lin Shishi was puzzled. Wang Yunshan also raised his ears and prepared to listen to his son's amazing words.

"I'm not happy, but the Military Commission is really stingy, so I gave it to a lieutenant colonel." Wang Qibu said depressedly.

"Son, the battalion commander is a lieutenant colonel. Many regiment commanders are just lieutenant colonels." Wang Yunshan explained.

"The specific situation should be treated specifically. If the superior allows it, please ask Song Lixin if he is willing to use the regiment commander to replace you with this battalion commander? The Military Commission still underestimated the future development of the special forces. Dad, do you believe it? In less than five years, there will be more than lieutenant colonels in the camp." Wang Qibu said with confidence.

"It seems like you really know everything." Lin Shishi was dissatisfied with her son growing up so fast that she lost a lot of the happiness of being a mother. So she said angrily.

"Wife, our son is really right this time. Tang Feng, the instructor sent by the Central Security Bureau to our camp to guide the work, is the colonel." Wang Yunshan said justice to the bureau.

"Dad." Wang Qibu called sweetly.

"Son, don't be polite. Just call him dad. If you call him one or two words together, you will definitely let me do something." Wang Yunshan has basically mastered his son's habits.

"Dad, dad, can you take me to see that Colonel Tangfeng?" Wang Qibu said coquettishly.

"What's your 'good idea'?" Wang Yunshan shouted inwardly; I knew it.

"I want to learn martial arts from him." Wang Qibu confessed.

"Well, being able to say such words means you are a normal child now." Wang Yunshan sighed.

“…”

Maybe it was because of the bitter begging, or maybe it was because of the bitter threat. Anyway, Wang Yunshan, who was kidnapped by family affection, was finally moved by Wang Qibu. After dinner, he took him to the dormitory assigned to Tang Feng in the camp.

"Capital Commander Wang is here." The door opened, and Tang Feng was obviously a little surprised when he saw Wang Yunshan coming.

"I'm disturbing Instructor Tang." Wang Yunshan said a little apologetically.

"Hello Uncle Tang." Wang Qibu can always be used as a model in terms of politeness.

"Oh, hello kid. Are you the son of Battalion Commander Wang?" Tang Feng also greeted Wang Qibu, but he was even more confused about the purpose of Wang Yunshan's trip.

"Yes, Uncle Tang. My name is Wang Qibu, I am four years old this year." Wang Qibu is happy with the bad fun of playing the innocent little angel.

Wang Yunshan and his son were invited into the dormitory by Tang Feng and greeted him very unnutrition until Tang Feng took the lead in asking about their intentions; "Uncle Tang, I am here to worship you today." Wang Yunshan had not yet thought about how to speak, but Wang Qibu directly expressed his intentions.

"Add to be a disciple? Haha, kid, what do you want to learn from me?" Tang Feng laughed, and then looked at Wang Yunshan indifferently. The meaning was obvious. He despised him as an adult and was still making fun with his children.

Wang Yunshan knew that he was in the wrong, and did not speak, and focused on looking at the scenery inside the house.

"Learn to be a special agent, like Uncle Tang, be the best agent in the Republic." Wang Qibu said with his eyes burning. Since he heard the word "Tang Feng" from his father at the dinner table, Wang Qibu made up this idea. Why? There are too many reasons; because Tang Feng's father was a father-in-law of the Republic, Tang Kemin, the king of the secret front; because Tang Feng reorganized the agent system of the Republic in the 1990s and became the most trusted person of the third generation of country leader; because Tang Feng studied hard since childhood and visited famous teachers, he achieved the immortal myth of the world's number one agent with his superb martial arts foundation. The leader on the Dark Flower List, the nightmare of the Pentagon, the Phantom in the tropical rainforest, and the wild fox in the Middle East desert. Wang Qibu in his previous life had heard too many legends about Tang Feng, and becoming a disciple of this god-like man has always been Wang Qibu's dream.

"Haha, Qibuki, how do you know I am an agent?" Tang Feng said with a smile, but the dangerous factors revealed in his words had already made Wang Yunshan's muscles tense and he was on the verge of being on the verge of the highest alert.

"Isn't the Central Guard Bureau a few semi-public agent organizations in the Republic?" Wang Qibu asked back, smiling innocently and harmlessly, and then said, "Also, your resume and some open military records have been passed down by word of mouth among the soldiers in the camp."

"Uh. I remember you said just now that you are only four years old? Do you think what you said just now is like a four-year-old child can say it?" Tang Feng looked at Wang Yunshan and his son with suspicion now.

"My son will call him dad and mom when he is four months old. It's nothing strange to say about these things at the age of four." Of course, Wang Yunshan, who was very dissatisfied with Tang Feng's suspicious eyes, was boasting that the first time Wang Qibu called him dad was one day after he was half a year old.

"We won't talk about this issue anymore. But I haven't accepted an apprentice yet. You are still too young at present, so I'll talk about accepting an apprentice in a few years." Tang Feng said perfunctorily. He knew Wang Yunshan's information, the second generation of reds, the most favored star in the Junjie world. So he didn't bother with Wang Qibu's amazing words, but he did not consider the matter of accepting an apprentice.

"Uncle Tang, Qibu is a genius, and if such an apprentice is not accepted, it will be your loss." Wang Qibu, who knew that things would not be so simple, said shamelessly.

“…”

"Son, let's go back. If you want to learn kung fu, your father will teach you. After all, my father is the boss of all the special forces in the Republic." Wang Yunshan, who was blushing, discussed with his son.

"Uncle Tang, why don't you think about it again? Will I be able to pay the tuition fee?" Wang Qibu was so worried that he was hesitating in his heart whether he would use a trick.

"Seven Steps Kid, this is not a matter of tuition. Uncle promised you that when you have a certain foundation, I will accept you as an apprentice." Tang Feng made the biggest concession.

"A certain foundation, this concept is too vague. To be more specific." Wang Qibu saw the hope of victory.

"Okay. Didn't you see this mop?" Looking at Wang Yunshan who continued to act deaf and dumb, Tang Feng reluctantly picked up the mop in the corner of the wall, and said, "As long as you can cut the mop's handle with your bare hands, I will accept you as your apprentice."

Tang Feng, who wanted to use this method to send the father and son away first, looked at Wang Qibu who took the dot and smiled. Could it be?

"Pa", "Pa", "Pa" and "Pa" the tender little hand waved three times, and the originally complete mop was broken into four sections. Tang Feng and Wang Yunshan took a breath. No matter what, they would definitely not be able to do this when they were four years old.

"Uncle Tang, oh no, it's time to call me master." As he said that, Wang Qibu knelt on both knees, bowed respectfully three heads, and said to himself, "I think you are embarrassed to teach me now?"

Before leaving, Tang Feng went out with a depressed look on his face. "Tang Feng, I didn't expect my son to do this suddenly, and I was not prepared for it. Although we are all GC party members, we must talk about this gift. I will make it up for you one day." Wang Yunshan promised. So far, like most people, he still doesn't know Tang Feng's real background, so he seems particularly casual.

"Brother Yunshan, you are polite. What kind of politeness is wrong? Since I promised to be Qibu's master, I will definitely teach him well." Tang Feng said politely. He is becoming more and more curious about Wang Qibu.

The training ground was very quiet in the morning. The fire in the stove of the cooking class had just risen. The already thin morning light seemed even more ethereal through the lazy smoke. Tang Feng was playing a set of boxing techniques that looked like Tai Chi and Bagua. Wang Qibu, who was standing next to him, staring at him widened his eyes. The big and small looked particularly harmonious against the ethereal background.

"Did you see clearly?" After a whole set of punches, Tang Feng felt a little sweaty on his forehead.

"I've seen it clearly, but I haven't figured it out yet." Wang Qibu replied.

"Oh? I haven't thought about what I have done?" Tang Feng was intrigued.

"I won't say how weird the movements of internal martial arts are. What's even more strange is that this slow punch actually makes you so tired. Logically speaking, you shouldn't be so useless, your master." Wang Qibu did not have the awareness that his apprentice shouldn't be so useless.

"I know a lot at such a young age. Humph, master, I am a useless master, you will know if you fight by yourself." Tang Feng felt that his master was very ungrateful.

"Yes." As he said that, Wang Qibu tried hard to recall Tang Feng's movements and rhythm just now, while demonstrating it through his own body. Tired! Very tired! After half a punch was finished, Wang Qibu already understood the mystery of this boxing, that is; counter-inertiality. The martial arts he had seen in the past were mostly designed according to the body inertia. The reason for this is to facilitate exerting force from a scientific point of view is that this set of boxing is strange. Many movements are designed in opposite directions to the body inertia. For example, after ordinary boxing techniques are retracted, they punch, but this set of boxing actually swung the arms across, dispersing the gathered force. What is the reason for this? Wang Qibu still doesn't understand, but this does not prevent him from gritting his teeth and finishing the punch.

"Yes, there are basically no mistakes in the movements. What's even more commendable is that you actually finished this set of punches in the first practice. It seems that you were right last night. You are such a genius." Tang Feng sincerely praised, secretly glad that he picked up a treasure.

"Master, my wife called me within twenty minutes, and I didn't want to get up. You should tell me the name of this set of boxing techniques when you take this time." Wang Qibu lying on the grass and gasping for breath.

"Do you have a wife?" Tang Feng couldn't help laughing at his four-year-old apprentice.

"Yes. Mr. Li Fenglin, you know? His little granddaughter Li Wanyao is my wife." Wang Qibu said licking his face.

"I know that there is such a child, but how old is that child?" Tang Feng said in confusion. When he felt that a child as young as Wang Qibu might regard someone's sister as his wife, just like when he was a child, he was treating Xiaolan in the courtyard... "Last a hundred days last week. Master, you don't know. As soon as my wife was taken home from the hospital, I ran to my father-in-law to ask for a wife. I was so angry with my father-in-law." Wang Qibu continued to show off his brilliant achievements.

"Haha. I can imagine the mood of Captain Li at that time. Apprentice, you are so...haha." Tang Feng burst into laughter when he heard this, but he could never find any adjectives to describe his live apprentice.
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