What if I'm really rich

Falling in love with you, what should I do if I'm really rich?

"When I was learning boxing, how did you tell me that you must always maintain a humble heart and know how to advance and retreat.

What happened to you in the last game, you can obviously learn from each other slowly, why do you want to be quick.

Aze...Your talent is the best I have ever seen in my life, maybe not someone who is more talented than you.

But people are based on the world, never relying solely on the strength of fists, because two fists are no match for four hands.

In these fifteen days, you should reflect on yourself in your own yard and find your own heart. "

Tan Shizhong followed Uncle Cai with a straight face, and reprimanded him a little bit.

He fell behind and left the main hall directly...Leaving a few people standing in place, they all looked at Su Ze.

At this moment, Uncle Cai left from the case... He glanced at Su Ze who was hesitant to speak and said in a wide voice:

"Listen to your master... for a while, you will be in the small courtyard by yourself, and I will cook delicious food for you."

After Su Ze hesitated, he nodded.

"Uncle Cai."

"continue…"

Uncle Cai raised his hand to signal Su Ze and Mei Jigeng, who had returned triumphantly, to continue, standing aside and shaking their heads gently.

Young people... It's normal to be dazzled by the victory, and it's not surprising that Su Ze has arrogance.

As long as there is someone leading the way in front, it is better than the truth in the end, and it ends up being personal...

Maybe Su Ze just wanted to make his grades better, but it was just like what Tan Shizhong said.

Su Ze is still very young, and with his talent, he has a bright future, so there is no need to fight hard.

Domestic newspapers evaluated Su Congming as a once-in-a-century martial arts prodigy, and the successor of China's new generation of boxing champions.

As the saying goes, the higher you hold, the harder you fall... Uncle Cai decided to have a good talk with Su Ze tonight.

...

"Brother Aze, Dad didn't do it on purpose... Don't be unhappy, see what this is..."

In the small courtyard, Tan Xiaobai looked at Su Ze with a gloomy face, and couldn't help but smiled and supported his wrist.

"Look, there are so many..."

Su Ze looked at the extra transparent glass bottle in his hand, which contained colorful thousand paper cranes.

The small cranes are huddled together, as if they are about to burst the small bottle, and indeed there seem to be many.

"Every time you and A Geng compete, I can't get to the scene... I can only write my encouragement and expectations on it, and fold them into paper cranes to pray for.

Originally, I thought I would give it to you after the conference is over, but I thought it would be confinement in the small courtyard for you, when you are usually bored... Take it apart and have a look to relieve boredom. "

Seeing Tan Xiaobai staring at the paper crane explaining, Su Ze followed her gaze to the glass bottle.

Xiaobai gave him a red one before, saying it was a word to ask for in the temple, and folded it into a thousand paper cranes.

Unexpectedly, he has already competed so many times, and there are more than 20 paper cranes in it.

"Thank you, Xiaobai."

Hearing Su Ze's words without raising his head, Tan Xiaobai pressed his fingers on his face and said cheerfully:

"Then just smile happily!"

Su Ze's face was curved twice, he didn't smile...instead, Tan Xiaobai laughed.

"Xiaobai, Master calls you..."

At this moment, Wen Changyu walked in from the outside, and seeing the two of them... hurriedly called out to Tan Xiaobai.

"Then Aze, I'll go first..."

"Ah."

Su Ze stared at Wen Changyu passing by and said something. Tan Xiaobai, who left happily, couldn't help but turn his attention to the glass bottle in his hand again.

In fact, he was unhappy not because of Tan Shizhong's punishment, but because of the other party's severe rejection.

As early as three days ago, Su Ze already had the chance to win... Even if Mei Jigeng loses again, it will not prevent him from qualifying for international competitions and becoming a Chinese player.

The General Assembly Office has already clearly pointed out that the international competition will be held on July 7, with a difference of more than ten days.

Su Ze thought about... taking advantage of these ten days to go to the north, but Tan Shizhong didn't agree.

Gu Yu/span Mei Jigeng's mother's medical expenses have been earned enough, the rest is actually... not just for money.

Now Su Congming is very famous, China has been established for decades...International competitions have not had much influence.

The martial arts conference is held together with overseas Chinese in the United States, as well as overseas Chinese in the southern hemisphere and the world.

Even the national level has noticed this matter, Su Ze... is undoubtedly the seed of glory for the country.

In particular, his record and performance have placed high hopes on Chinese people who understand and pay attention to this matter.

Whether it was out of selfishness or not, Tan Shizhong severely rejected Su Ze's request to go north.

Confinement is Tan Shizhong's method...

As for being arrogant... Su Ze thinks he has a little bit, but it's only because he wants to get good grades in the country, so that he can stand higher in the future! ! !

"Escape?"

Su Ze looked at Wen Changyu who was sitting on the side playing chess alone, hesitant in his mind.

"Brother, I'll play with you... Speaking of which, we haven't played chess for a long time, you go first!!"

...

7 month 20 day.

"Ladies and gentlemen... All contestants, welcome to the international competition site of the 1998 Third Martial Arts Conference..."

...

"Aze, come and see..."

In the lounge, Su Ze, who hadn't left Yangcheng for half a step, was called over by Tan Shizhong.

"Due to an unexpected situation, the conference office temporarily added an option, we need to make a choice..."

"what?"

Seeing them all gathered in one place, Su Ze squeezed in...Looking at the document in Tan Shizhong's hand.

"Voluntary letter... I would like to donate the prize money obtained from the conference to the disaster-stricken areas in Hubei, Hunan and Jiangxi, with a 30% deduction."

Seeing that Su Ze was reading seriously, Tan Shizhong looked at his favorite apprentice and said softly:

"The staff said that it is voluntary... We don't have to sign it, this is the money you won, and you have the final say on how to do it!!"

"Su Congming."

Su Ze quickly signed his name, and when Tan Shizhong's eyes were shining, he raised his head and said:

"Master, as a member of Tan's martial arts school, I will always remember that in the face of national crisis, righteousness comes first."

At the end of the sentence, in order to prevent the atmosphere from becoming dignified, Su Ze looked at Mei Jigeng and asked with a smile:

"A Geng, you don't blame me, do you?"

Hearing this, Mei Jigeng quickly shook his head.

From the beginning of the conference to the present, they have received a total of 40, 30% plus 20% tax...

This time, 20 yuan went out. Mei Jigeng's mother probably needed 20 yuan, and maybe more. Originally, 40 yuan was definitely enough.

However, if Su Ze does not win the top three in international competitions, it means that if the treatment cost is not enough, he still needs to raise money...

Zheng Yaocheng's plan to expand the martial arts gym will be shattered, and the 20 he planned to give to Su Conghai will disappear...

Including Su Ze himself, he couldn't get any money... In the end, it was just a busy day.

But Su Ze doesn't regret it. Starting from mid-June... the country has already begun to see visions from the sky.

The flood peaks of the Yangtze River have risen one after another, and disaster areas have begun to appear...but Su Ze thought that was all.

But after July, the flood peak broke the embankment... and then headed east all the way, like a ferocious tiger.

This is also the reason why the conference was postponed. It is still raining continuously in the Yangtze River area today.

Even if the General Assembly Office does not have this voluntary letter, Su Ze will still donate part or even half of it.

Seeing that everyone had different expressions, only Tan Xiaobai had tears in his eyes, Su Ze smiled and talked about other things...

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