Infinite Movie World

Chapter 155 False Advertising
Xufeng didn't rush to the top and promised to help Zhang Yongcheng make money.

He found out that Mrs. Zhang Yongcheng is a very smart woman, and if she wants to gain the recognition of a smart woman, she can't just call "Mrs. Mrs." twice.

After all, Zhang Yongcheng is not Thirteenth Aunt.

What's more, for Xufeng himself, making money is also very important. If Ye Wen has no money to support his life, then his journey of learning Wing Chun will come to an end, let alone the Western boxing champion. The race is on.

Holding the thin quilt, Xufeng walked briskly all the way, thinking hard about ways to make money.

When renting out the house, he actually had a general idea, but he hadn't perfected the details yet.

If you want to make money quickly in the airport, you can't use ordinary methods.

Ye Wen is a master of a generation, and Wing Chun is also a truly powerful martial art, so Xufeng's main idea is to help Ye Wen accept apprentices.

Ip Man had never been in business, let alone advertised, he just rented a rooftop and waited for his apprentices.

If this is in Fushan, it is guaranteed to crowd the gate.

But it's a pity that this is an unfamiliar port, and no one knows who Ip Man is, let alone Wing Chun.

Therefore, the first thing Xufeng has to do is to help Ye Wen advertise, and it is an advertisement that does not take an unusual path.

After Xufeng returned to the Tiantai martial arts hall, he casually put the thin quilt aside, took out a pen and paper to write and draw.

After writing for the last half of the night, fifty "advertising posters" were finally completed.

According to the image of "Yan Wing Chun" in his mind, he drew a woman playing Wing Chun, and added the text beside it: "Win Wing Chun, I will offer 100 Hong Kong dollars, lose to Wing Chun, learn from a teacher Art, only 10 Hong Kong dollars per month."

There is also a line of small characters on the back: "10 Hong Kong dollars, you can't buy it to lose money, and you can't be fooled! If you win, you will get 100 yuan, if you lose, you can learn top martial arts! What are you waiting for if you like martial arts? Come to the rooftop martial arts gym on the xx floor of xx street!"

There was no copier in this era, and Xufeng had to write fifty advertising posters by hand.

After finally finishing writing, Xufeng stood up, stretched, and rubbed his blood-red eyes.

After a short rest, Xufeng took the advertising posters and went to the places with the most pedestrians during the day, and posted the posters on the walls of the streets.

After all the postings were done, the sky was already getting brighter.

Only then did Xufeng yawn, and returned exhausted to the rooftop martial arts gym, hugging the thin quilt, fell asleep soundly.

"...Afeng, Afeng!"

Xufeng opened his eyes in a daze, and saw Ye Wen looking at him with concern, and when he looked again, it was already bright outside.

"...Master, good morning."

"Afeng, are you okay? I don't think you look very good." Ye Wen asked with concern; "Are you worried about the promise you made with your teacher yesterday? Sigh, 30 Hong Kong dollars a day, that's enough. It’s not a small amount, and now a journeyman coolie on the dock can only earn three Hong Kong dollars a day.”

Xufeng smiled and said, "Don't worry about it, master, the money will be delivered to you soon."

Ye Wen touched Xufeng's forehead, "You kid, you don't have a fever, why are you just talking nonsense? Well, since you're fine, get up and practice. Use the Wing Chun I taught you yesterday. Thirteen hands, practice again for me to see."

"Yes! Master!"

Xufeng got up quickly, washed up briefly, then stood on the roof and practiced seriously in front of the wooden dummy.

Ye Wen sat on the side with his legs crossed, and kept nodding his head slightly.

Before he finished practicing a set of Wing Chun boxing, he heard a cold shout from the door, "Who is Wing Chun Ye Man?"

Xufeng quickly stopped attacking and turned to look at the door.

I saw a young man wearing a peaked cap and the latest trendy denim jacket standing there with an arrogant face.

This man is not tall, with soft hair and well-developed shoulder muscles. It can be seen that he has practiced martial arts and has a good foundation.

Ye Wen dusted off his clothes, stood up calmly, and politely cupped his hands and said, "I'm here."

The young man took out an advertising poster, carefully compared the image of the woman in the poster, and looked at Ye Wen, who was nearly fifty years old, and frowned.

...False advertising!

"Aren't you a woman?" asked the young man.

Ye Wen was suddenly a little annoyed, "How can I be a woman?"

"Then why did you draw a woman on the poster?"

"What poster? What draws a woman?" Ye Wen was naturally at a loss.

"Hmph, don't admit it?" The young man handed the poster to Ye Wen.

Ye Wen opened it up and was taken aback, "This, this..."

As a master of his generation, he would never be able to write such a slogan.

Xufeng quickly explained: "Master, I made this poster overnight."

"Afeng..." Ye Wen sighed helplessly, "Thank you for your hard work. No wonder you were listless all morning."

Xufeng grinned, "It's nothing, Master."

The young man said impatiently: "Hey, does your advertisement still count? Do I get 100 Hong Kong dollars if I beat him?"

Xufeng smiled and said, "You don't have to beat my master, just beat me."

What Xufeng lacks is actual combat!

The more actual combat, the higher the proficiency of martial arts!

The young man squinted at Xufeng, "Just you?"

Xufeng's footsteps are flimsy, he doesn't stand upright, it looks like he has no basic skills, and now his complexion is sallow, he yawns profusely, and his energy is not good.

Xufeng smiled and said, "It's just me, why? Don't you dare?"

When the young man heard this, he immediately flew into a rage, "Why don't I dare! Believe it or not, I can beat you to the ground with one punch! I am afraid that you will lose and find excuses not to pay you!"

Xufeng smiled and said: "Don't worry, we Wing Chun people keep our word, but you, don't deny your account if you lose. You can learn Wing Chun or not. You have to pay the tuition fee of 10 Hong Kong dollars a month."

The young man sneered and said, "Okay! Let's get started!"

As he said that, the young man made an opening gesture of Xiaohong fist.

Hurry up and play hard.

Xufeng smiled faintly, and asked with a cool gesture, "Please."

"Alright!"

The young man went down the mountain with a fierce tiger move, and rushed towards Xufeng swiftly and smoothly.

The fighting style of Xiaohongquan is very similar to that of Hongjiaquan, both of which are fierce and fierce. However, after the improvement of Xiaohongquan, the movements of opening and closing are reduced, and the fighting movements of decomposition are increased, and the speed is faster. There are more moves, so it is also a very popular martial art nowadays.

This cowboy youth Hong Quan's foundation is very good, it seems that he has at least reached a relatively level 6 level.

And Xufeng's current level is also level 6.

The levels are the same, but the attributes of strength and agility are different.

Xufeng didn't dodge, but used the crane-shaped body method to rush forward to meet the young cowboy. With a plowing move, his left fist instantly eliminated the tiger fist of the young cowboy, and at the same time, he hit the young cowboy's head with his right fist. bridge of the nose!
(End of this chapter)