"What are you doing?"

"I'm so busy!"

"I can't explain it to you in a word or two."

"In a word, I just don't accept apprentices."

Naturally, Zhang Xiaofan is too lazy to explain to Lin Yuner about this matter.

Direct, go towards the direction of his bedroom.

"That master, you are a Chinese Kung Fu who can make people cry."

"Doesn't that mean it's going to be lost in your generation?"

"If your master and his family knew about it."

"I think he will be very sad in his heart..."

Lin Yuner still does not give up, continue to adhere to the road.

"My master?"

Zhang Xiaofan took a puff from the corner of his mouth. Would he be sad for his unreliable master?

make fun of!

Like him, he doesn't fight the landlords with the generals.

Otherwise, with monkey king, pig Bajie, sand Wujing they make a table to play mahjong.

If this kind of idle people will be sad, it is estimated that the whole world will shed tears together.

"It won't be lost. You don't have to worry about that."

Zhang Xiaofan tilted his head and looked at Lin Yuner with slanting eyes. He casually perfunctorily said.

"Ah? It won't be lost

"Master, didn't you say you wouldn't accept apprentices?"

At the moment, Lin Yuner is also confused by Zhang Xiaofan's words.

Some of the monks in the second grade are confused.

***

No one inherits this, doesn't it mean that master has no successor?

If there is no successor, doesn't it mean that the Chinese Kung Fu is lost?

If the master's awesome Chinese Kung Fu is lost, who will he find to learn it?

All of a sudden, these problems emerge from Lin yun'er's cerebellar pouch.

Subconsciously, she asked

"If you don't accept apprentices, don't you lose all your Kung Fu, master?"

"Well, I didn't say I wouldn't pass it on."

"And when did I become your master?"

"You can call me Xiaofan or Zhang."

"But don't call me Shifu any more. I don't have such a bad apprentice as you!"

With that, Zhang Xiaofan looked down at Lin Yuner and said:

"Besides, you have a bad understanding!"

"Ah? I'm not good at understanding! My IQ... "

Lin yun'er said half of it, and it got stuck.

Asked by Zhang Xiaofan, it seems that she really doesn't know her IQ.

But there was one thing she was sure of.

That is, her IQ is absolutely not low!

Otherwise, it is impossible to pass the college entrance examination.

Successfully admitted to Dongguo University!

However, she just wanted to subconsciously retort back.

But after hearing that sentence from Zhang Xiaofan.

He was overjoyed and said:

"Ah? Master

"So you mean you want to teach you Kung Fu on purpose?"

"Since you teach others, you teach me, too."

"Why don't you just teach me Kung Fu?"

"No!"

Zhang Xiaofan refused to think of it, and even more he could not make complaints about it.

"Do I know you well?"

"I'll teach you Kung Fu when I meet you for the first time today?"

"Do you think I've lost my mind like you?"