The system invites me to be a teacher

"Brother, you mean, as long as you beat you, you will give us your tickets, right?"

Fang Zhenyuan was speaking.

The young man patted his chest vigorously: "Of course, when did my Tang brother speak and do things?

But I can advise you, my brother Tom is in Shanghai, but he claims to be invincible on three streets. I am in a good mood today and I will let you go once."

Fang Zhenyuan was taken aback: "Let us off, what do you mean?"

Little young man: "What do you mean? Literally! Why do you really want to be beaten?"

Fang Zhenyuan nodded: "I really want to see your brother's strength. I haven't had a fight with anyone for so long, so my hands are really itchy."

The young man immediately became happy: "Oh, there are people in this world who are not afraid of death.

Yes, I like to create fear before I do it."

Speaking, she turned her head and walked out, then her eyes kept scanning on the ground, as if looking for something.

Kong Mengzheng was surprised, but his face suddenly showed a surprise expression, then he bent over and began to pry the red bricks on the ground.

Soon a red brick was pried out by him.

This is the kind of brick specially designed for parks. The color is dark red, dense and strong. The most important thing is that it is as thick as a palm.

The red brick was weighed in his hand, and Brother Atang nodded in satisfaction, and then walked to Fang Zhenyuan.

"Brother, do you know what this is?"

Fang Zhenyuan looked at him blankly, and then said, "Brick, what else can it be?

I really thought I was the kind of stuffed bun that I have never seen in the world?"

Brother Atang shook his head: "You are wrong. This is not an ordinary red brick, but a refractory brick with fire-resistant properties.

You had a big fire three years ago, and the whole ground was torn apart.

In order to prevent similar incidents from happening when the government was repairing roads, it specially laid refractory bricks.

This kind of refractory brick is fired at ultra-high temperature, which is six times that of ordinary red brick, which means that as long as it is split, it is equivalent to splitting six bricks with one hand."

Speaking of placing the bricks on the front steps, the rich man with his left hand and his right hand stood down with force, and when he heard a bang, the red refractory brick was directly divided into two parts.

After splitting the bricks, Brother Atang twisted his neck and made a clicking sound.

Moving his fingers again, a pair of eyes stared at Fang Zhenyuan viciously.

"Come on, let's go single.

But before heads-up, can you give you a chance to talk about what you are thinking?"

Fang Zhenyuan thought for a while: "You really let me say?"

"Of course, otherwise, why did I open this mouth to you? It's really not a man who is twitchy."

Fang Zhenyuan pointed to the ground that was originally flat but now has a recessed piece of ground and said: "I think your posture of splitting bricks is very handsome, but these bricks are public property, and it is wrong for you to deliberately destroy public property.

In case of being caught by the uncle of the police, he would have to be invited to the police station for some ideological education regardless of the original price compensation.

Therefore, before doing this in the future, I advise you to think clearly about the consequences, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses."

"you you……"

Brother Tom didn't expect Fang Zhenyuan to say this, and his angry eyes almost came out.

"Okay, it seems that you are toasting and not eating and punishing wine. Come on, if you don't punch your intestines today, Lao Tzu will not be named Tang...Uh..."

As he was talking, he suddenly seemed to be stuck in his neck, and then looked at Fang Zhenyuan dumbfounded.

It turned out that Fang Zhenyuan bent over and picked up the brick that was chopped in half while he was speaking.

Then with a light cut, half of the brick in his hand was broken into two again.

Brother Tom looked at Fang Zhenyuan dumbfounded: "How did you do it?"

Don't blame Brother Tom for being shocked, but Fang Zhenyuan's action of cutting bricks is completely different from him.

When he was splitting the brick just now, his palm was like a knife, and he was fully absorbed, almost exhausting.

However, Fang Zhenyuan only slightly slashed down, the movement was so gentle that he did not even touch the palm of his hand.

But the half brick broke into two again abruptly.

Anyone who has studied physics knows that the impulse of the resultant force is equal to the change in momentum.

To get enough force, you must have enough speed to rely on.

Therefore, Brother Tom was chopping bricks so fast that his hands were still numb, but Fang Zhenyuan was so light.

And what he cleaved was a whole brick, but Fang Zhenyuan cleaved half of it, and the difficulty was not at the same level.

Fang Zhenyuan did not answer his question. Instead, he moved his fingers: "Aren't you going to challenge me? Come on, let's see who is the best!"

Brother Tom's heart tightened inexplicably. Although he hadn't played against him yet, he also felt bad. The guy in front of him was not easy!

As a big brother who often messes around in the arena, he has seen all kinds of people.

Especially for those so-called martial arts families, every young man in the family has special skills.

He even saw it in an underground boxing ring where a master boxer was beaten to life-long paralysis by a seemingly ordinary young man.

Does this man in front of you belong to a family of martial arts?

He couldn't help but swallowed, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "This big brother, I don't know what is the name of your hand just now?"

Fang Zhenyuan smiled faintly: "You said this? It's nothing, this is a kind of secret strength that comes with my martial arts practice."

"Boxing, what boxing?"

"Shaolin boxing, haven't you heard of it?"

Brother Tom couldn't help taking a breath after hearing this, Shaolin Fist?

He didn't know if other martial arts were possible, but the reputation of the word Shaolin was too great.

His heart is a little flustered.

Nonsense, can you not panic when you learn from Shaolin in the world of martial arts?

Seeing that the other party asked about what he had learned, Fang Zhenyuan couldn't help showing it off again: "In fact, brick-splitting is just a way of expressing the secret power in Shaolin boxing."

As he said, he walked to the front desk of Shanghai Satellite TV and said to the beautiful young lady guarding: "Could you please lend me two pieces of paper."

Fang Zhenyuan's dialogue and betting with Xiaoyou had long attracted the attention of this young lady.

Seeing the other person approaching, she immediately lowered her head, and quickly took out two a four papers from the cabinet.

After saying thank you to Miss Gatekeeper, he handed two pieces of paper to Brother Tom.

Seeing Brother Tom’s doubts, Fang Zhenyuan explained: “You hold one sheet in one hand, and place two pieces of paper in parallel with a distance of about 20 centimeters between them.”

After Brother Tom took it as he said, Fang Zhenyuan walked to the side and punched the paper in front of him vigorously.

The fist touched the paper lightly, the fist stopped, and the paper did not move.

Just when Brother Tom was puzzled, Fang Zhenyuan said, "Look at another piece of paper."

Brother Tom was taken aback, and immediately took the piece of paper in his hand.

I couldn't help but slander, this is just the most common piece of paper, what can I see.

When Fang Zhenyuan opened the first sheet just now, although this piece of paper was also in the direction of his fist attack, it was separated by a piece of paper and a distance of 20 centimeters.

What can you do so far?

The most important thing is that the paper in his hand is still a piece of paper, no change at all.

Just thinking about it, his hand flicked subconsciously.

Then a miracle happened, and suddenly some white debris floated on the surface of the paper, which made his nose a little uncomfortable.

Unable to help it, Brother Tom sneezed hard.

When he came back to his senses again, the whole person was instantly dumbfounded.

Because the paper in his hand had broken a big hole, and the shape of the hole was exactly a fist.

Fang Zhenyuan smiled and looked at Brother Tom: "How's it going? My secret strength is good, right?

This kind of dark energy looks mysterious, but it's nothing.

I wonder if you have ever heard of ancient people playing boards?

Trained thugs can kill people alive without seeing any trauma.

To develop this kind of skill, the first step is to punch paper.

Put a stack of paper together, and only if the first piece of paper on the top is unharmed, and the paper below is completely turned into scraps.

Okay, not much nonsense.

Don't you want to single out?Let's practice."

Looking at Fang Zhenyuan, who was full of confidence, Brother Atang's mouth trembled for a long time without saying a word.

Finally he took out the tickets from his pocket and put them in Fang Zhenyuan's hand with a downcast face: "Well, you won, the tickets are here for you, goodbye!"

After receiving the tickets, Fang Zhenyuan hurriedly said, "Brother, don't go away, looking at Brother Atang who has run away. As we said before, a ticket costs 100 yuan, but I haven't given you any money yet!"

Who knows that it’s okay if you don’t say this. When I say that Brother Atang ran faster: "It doesn’t matter whether money is money or not. Our brothers are messing around in the rivers and lakes, and the most important thing is to talk about loyalty.

This ticket will be given to Xiongtai as a friend."

Then a turn, the whole person disappeared.

Shaking the ticket in his hand, Fang Zhenyuan looked at the young man who had bet with him before:

"My buddy, what do you say?

Don’t you vowed to believe that it’s impossible to buy a ticket for a hundred dollars?Now I got it without spending a penny, you see..."

His three fingers made the movement of rubbing money, and the meaning was very obvious.

The young man is called Zhou Chun.

Cold sweat broke out on Zhou Chun's forehead.

He was just very boring just now, so he said a few cool words, and it turned out...

But he still made a strong argument: "This is not a win for you.

Our bet is that you take one hundred yuan and let the other party willingly sell you tickets instead of threatening them by force.

If you can use force, let alone one hundred dollars, you can buy a lot of tickets even if you look for one hundred dollars."

"You..." Fang Zhenyuan's face turned green with anger, "force? When did you see me using force? I just performed two tricks for him."

Zhou Chun chuckled, "I know whether it is force or not.

Otherwise, our gambling agreement is cancelled, you did not win, and I did not lose, how about it?"

Fang Zhenyuan was happy in an instant: "Cancel? Why cancel?

Since you said that the previous one is not counted, it is not counted.

We have to beat you today, and we have to leave you speechless, otherwise how can we see our ability?"

"Really? Then I have to learn from you and see how to use one hundred yuan to buy tickets worth two or three thousand in someone else's hands."

Fang Zhenyuan ignored the other party, but instead looked at the crowd coming by Lu Xu and shouted:

"Don't miss it when you pass by. Now you have purchased three tickets for the Voice of Shanghai at a high price.

One hundred yuan, we are willing to pay one hundred yuan.

You can sell it for a hundred yuan without losing money. You are fooled.

One hundred yuan, all one hundred yuan..."

Seeing the Liang Yuan song changed beyond recognition by Fang Zhenyuan, Zhu Chun couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He was about to ridicule and asked with a clear voice, "One hundred yuan? Are you really willing to pay a high price of one hundred yuan to buy tickets for the good voices in Shanghai?"

Zhou Chun was taken aback when he heard this. This was a 25-year-old woman.

When Zhou Chun saw the woman's face clearly, she couldn't help but be in a daze.

Although they are all beauties, the unique richness shown by the other party is something that an average woman would never have.

Coupled with this woman's famous bag, all kinds of jewellery, a proper female local tyrant.

But just such a person thought that a ticket with a good voice would make a lot of money for 100 yuan...

Fang Zhenyuan nodded: "What? This lady came up with the ticket in her hands?"

The woman nodded: "I didn't want to sell it, and for this ticket, I worked so hard.

No matter how much effort it takes, it can't stop the price from being right, can it?

Here, here are the tickets, one hundred yuan, one less will not work!"

Fang Zhenyuan smiled softly: "Don't worry, I said that one hundred yuan is one hundred yuan, and I lose one if I lose one.

This is money, you take it, and at the same time look at the true and false, don't say that you have received a fake coin and regret it."

The woman got the big red bill, as Fang Zhenyuan said, carefully looking inside and out.

Finally, I took out an ultraviolet light from the bag, found the watermark on the money, and then carefully accepted it.

After the woman left, Zhou Chun was all stupid: "You really bought a ticket for 100 yuan? How is this possible?"

Fang Zhenyuan smiled and handed the tickets over: "Why? Don't believe it? Then you can see for yourself!"

Zhou Chun frowned and took it, carefully watching it inside and out several times, and finally took out his own tickets for comparison...

"All right, I lost.

It is justified to be willing to bet.

This is 10,000 yuan, please collect it!"

That's what Fang Zhenyuan said, but Fang Zhenyuan didn't mean to accept it. He looked at each other with a smile.

Zhou Chun wondered: ".

stay.

Although they are all beauties, the unique richness shown by the other party is something that an average woman would never have.

Coupled with this woman's famous bag, all kinds of jewellery, a proper female local tyrant.

But just such a person thought that a ticket with a good voice would make a lot of money for 100 yuan...

Fang Zhenyuan nodded: "What? This lady came up with the ticket in her hands?"

The woman nodded: "I didn't want to sell it, and for this ticket, I worked so hard.

No matter how much effort it takes, it can't stop the price from being right, can it?

Here, here are the tickets, one hundred yuan, one less will not work!"

Fang Zhenyuan smiled softly: "Don't worry, I said that one hundred yuan is one hundred yuan, and I lose one if I lose one.

This is money, you take it, and at the same time look at the true and false, don't say that you have received a fake coin and regret it."

The woman got the big red bill, as Fang Zhenyuan said, carefully looking inside and out.

Finally, I took out an ultraviolet light from the bag, found the watermark on the money, and then carefully accepted it.

After the woman left, Zhou Chun was all stupid: "You really bought a ticket for 100 yuan? How is this possible?"

Fang Zhenyuan smiled and handed the tickets over: "Why? Don't believe it? Then you can see for yourself!"