The ceremony of apprenticeship---

Su Dingxian just stood so coldly, and did not kneel down to become a disciple, which seemed abrupt and strange.

The old master who was a little older encountered such a thing for the first time. Before that, those people often knelt down before they could finish calling, and kowtowed and bowed, fearing that Master Zhao would not accept him.

Su Dingxian in front of him happened to be the opposite. He was indifferent and didn't say anything. He didn't seem to worry about Master Zhao's refusal to accept it at all.

Master Zhao Zhijing, who had been sitting in the Grand Master's chair as steady as Mount Tai, saw that Su Dingxian looked at him without saying anything or kneeling down, he couldn't help it and said, "Are you Su Dingxian?"

Su Dingxian said: "Yes!"

"Your mother's name is Li Xiu'e?"

Su Dingxian: "Yes!"

"I remember clearly that a few days ago, your mother knelt down and begged me to accept you as her disciple..."

Su Dingxian smiled: "Is that true?"

Zhao Zhijing also smiled: "Why, don't you believe it?"

"I believe it."

"Since I believe it, why don't you kneel down?"

"I can't kneel."

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to become a disciple."

Zhao Zhijing: “…?!”

A hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Everyone around was even more stunned.

"What do you mean? Don't want to become a disciple?"

"Is he crazy?"

"Then what is he doing here?"

After all, Zhao Zhijing was a person who had seen big scenes. Seeing that everyone started to whisper and discuss, he raised his hand to calm everyone down. Then he looked at Su Dingxian with a smile on his face and said, "Did I hear it wrong? You said you don't want to become a disciple?"

"Yes!" Su Dingxian answered confidently.

"Can you give me a reason? You know, so many people here are rushing to worship me as their teacher!" Zhao Zhijing pointed at those people contemptuously.

Su Dingxian smiled slightly: "It's very simple, I don't think there is a future in practicing martial arts!"

Zhao Zhijing was angry and grabbed the beard on his chin with a fierce smile, "You said there is no future in practicing martial arts? So what's going on?"

Su Dingxian tapped his head with his left index finger, [Doudou Novels] "Of course it's reading and eating brain!"

Zhao Zhijing: “…”

Then he burst into laughter and looked at Su Dingxian like a funny monkey.

Everyone around looked at me and I looked at you, and looked embarrassed. I didn’t know if I should laugh with Master Zhao at this time.

Zhao Zhijing laughed, his face stern, and he glared at Su Dingxian: "Since you don't want to become a disciple, then what are you doing here?"

Su Dingxian smiled slightly: "Check for money!"

"What money should I ask for?"

"The apprenticeship fee my mother gave you---one thousand yuan!"

Zhao Zhijing: “…?!”

I want to laugh but I really can't laugh -- Is this kid so funny that he actually wants to get back the apprenticeship fee?!

The people around him also had strange expressions, looking at Su Dingxian like a fool, and thought to himself, who doesn’t know that Master Zhao Zhijing is a famous "iron rooster". If you can get back a penny and a tiny slight amount of money from him, you are considered to be awesome.

"Did I hear it wrong? What are you saying? Do you want to get the one thousand yuan apprenticeship fee back?" Zhao Zhijing looked at Su Dingxian with a contemptuous look, and deliberately used his finger to scrub his ears.

Su Ding was calm and calm, and spit out a word: "Yes!"

Zhao Zhijing's smile slowly calmed down, and he glared at the triangular eyes, then pretended to be humorous and spread his hands at Su Dingxian and said, "My answer is also the same word---no!"

When people around him saw Master Zhao so "humorous", they couldn't help laughing.

"It's so funny. Is Su Dingxian's head watered?"

"Yes, or you're just being possessed by evil spirits and having fun!"

"He doesn't even look at where this place is. Who is Master Zhao?!"

Faced with the ridicule and contempt around him, Su Dingxian was still calm and calm. He scratched his nose with his left fingertips and said to Zhao Zhijing with a smile: "Master Zhao, are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing at you! Who are you old? Now that the money is in my pocket, why should I return the money to you? Tell you that, your mother knelt down and begged me. I saw that she was not good on the ground, so she reluctantly couldn't accept it! In a word - some people come in, nothing goes out!" Zhao Zhijing turned his back, and no longer had the style of a generation of masters, and became arrogant and domineering.

Su Dingxian also smiled, "So what will I do to return the money to me?"

"I have to give up, save it!"

"Or, let's have a gamble?"

"Uh, bet--?" Zhao Zhijing's eyes lit up.

It turns out that Zhao Zhijing had two major hobbies in his life, namely lust and gambling. Often, he started to feel itchy when he heard the word "gambling".

It is normal for martial arts people to have such hobbies.

Since ancient times, heroes love beauty or gambling - this is what they have written in the very popular Gu Long novels.

"Haha, I forgot that you are from the surname Su. Your father Su Dachun is a famous bad gambling man. I think I almost lost your mother back then!" Zhao Zhijing said sarcastically.

Su Dingxian was unmoved, "Then are you not gamble?"

"Choose! What are you betting on me? Look at you, you look poor and you probably don't even have a single baby!" Zhao Zhijing suddenly stood up, widened his eyes and sweared.

To be honest, Zhao Zhijing is very unhappy with Su Dingxian's calm and composed appearance--no power or power, you are calm!

Su Dingxian smiled and calmly reached out and took off an exquisite small pendant from his neck.

I saw that the pendant was about the size of a thumb, tied with a red rope, crystal clear and green, and the head was green. When I looked closely, it was a jade Guanyin with a realistic and delicate shape.

Men wear Guanyin, women wear Buddha.

Many boys in Hong Kong like to wear Guanyin pendants. In addition to praying for blessings and warding off evil spirits, this jade pendant is also a good decoration. Especially in the summer, such a thing appears to be very tasteful when exposed on your neck.

Especially those rich rich men like to use thick gold chains with large jade pendants with big fists, hanging them all around their necks, making them look jewel-like and elegant.

"What's that thing? Take it over and take a look!" Zhao Zhijing said with sharp eyes.

Su Dingxian handed over the exquisite jade Guanyin and said, "This is the treasure passed down from our family---Jade Guanyin!"

"Bad baby, your Su family is a famous poor man. What kind of treasure can you have?" Zhao Zhijing said, but he stroked the jade Guanyin with his hand. Even if he knew nothing about jade, he could feel the crystal clearness and smoothness of this jade Guanyin.

"Master Wang, please help me with your palms first!" Zhao Zhijing couldn't see the good deeds, so he handed the "Yu Guanyin" to the old emcee beside him.

The old emcee was about fifty years old and was wearing a green robe like Zhao Zhijing, but the robe was much older and had some patches on the elbows. His face was old and thin. When he spoke, he showed his old teeth that were yellowed by tobacco, and he looked submissive.

It turns out that the old emcee called "Shi Ye Wang" is a special accountant at Zhao Zhijing's martial arts hall. In addition to being a good writer, he also has a good idea of ​​appreciating antiques and jade.

When Master Wang saw Zhao Zhijing say something, he hurriedly took over, touched and rubbed it, and almost took it to his mouth and licked it. He looked carefully, and then smiled and said to Zhao Zhijing, "I see it right-----Good thing, the old Burmese jadeite is worth at least this number!" He secretly slapped Zhao Zhijing below, meaning five thousand yuan.

Zhao Zhijing was overjoyed and turned around and pretended to be carelessly asked Su Dingxian, "You are worth two dollars - how much do you want to pay?"

Su Dingxian: "Five thousand."

Zhao Zhijing whispered and threw Yu Guanyin back to Su Dingxian, "You are worth 5,000 yuan, and I will make the highest price of 3,000 yuan, either bet with me or get out!"

Su Dingxian took the Jade Guanyin, raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay!"

Seeing that Su Dingxian agreed to gamble with him, Zhao Zhijing felt relieved--in fact, he had already taken a fancy to this beautiful jade, for fear that Su Dingxian would really leave.

Su Dingxian stuffed Jade Guanyin back into his pocket and said to Zhao Zhijing: "If you win, you only need to find me two thousand yuan, and this Jade Guanyin will belong to you; if you lose, return that thousand yuan to me!"
Chapter completed!