s of wooden dummy practices, a set of knife practices and a set of stick practices."
Old Time Tea looked down at her paws and giggled, "I am not going to teach you the knife practice and stick practice because I am not good at it. Also, it is not easy to carry a weapon around nowadays."
"You are right," Zhang Zian agreed yet felt pity because he wanted to learn the whole thing.
Old Time Tea continued, "It is best to master the essence of some movements. It will help you your whole life. For example, the Intention is entry level boxing, but people always say that if you master the Intention, you master half of Wing Chun. From today on, I will teach you from the Intention."
"First of all, look straight forward, and keep your arms down naturally. Focus your mind on Kung Fu and don’t think about anything else," Old Time Tea started.
Zhang Zian followed the instruction to pose a standby gesture and keep his mind focused.
However, he couldn’t help to ask, "Grandma Tea, how come the standby gesture feels like the broadcast gymnastics I practice at home?"
Old Time Tea laughed, "I can’t stand watching you practice that useless broadcast gymnastics so I decided to teach you Wing Chun. It might seem similar at first but will become very different as you advance."
Zhang Zian was, in fact, joking with Old Time Tea. He knew that broadcast gymnastics could only warm up the body and was not very effective in real fitness training… After learning Wing Chun, he didn’t need broadcast gymnastics anymore.
"Okay. Stay focused and let the first movement begin – double direction point. Raise both arms to the front. Put the power in your fingers and poke to the front as hard as possible. Your fingers should remain at the same height as your eyes."
Old Time Tea only taught him a few simple moves which formed the first movement in the Intention. Old Time Tea had Zhang Zian practice on his own as she jumped up to the wall and observed the environment. At times, she pointed out some mistakes in Zhang Zian’s practice.
The movements looked simple, yet they were difficult to practice. Old Time Tea required every move to be fast and light yet powerful. His eyes had to move alone with his hands and his lower body had to stay firm. Old Time Tea was normally easy-going but when it came to Kung Fu, she could not stand any tiny mistakes or slackness.
Zhang Zian warmed up quickly. He took off his jacket and threw it on a rock. Fina jumped on his jacket immediately and used it as a blanket. Zhang Zian was too lazy to complain so he decided to focus on practicing.
The moves were simple and didn’t seem to be powerful. He kept practicing repetitively.
His body felt more and more tired, yet his mind was clearer and clearer.
It seemed that every movement would get rid of a bit of distraction and impurity from his body.
He was sweating all over. Sweat came down from his hair, forehead and neck.
Old Time Tea was very happy with her new student. Finally, she said, "Let’s call it a day."
Zhang Zian was so tired. He called to Xinghai, "Xinghai, it is time to go home."
Xinghai ran back quickly. Apparently, she had had fun.
Fina was laying on the jacket and taking a nap.
"Fina, let’s go. It is time to go home. I need my jacket back!"
Fina opened her eyes lazily, stood up, and stretched. She jumped up and gave him back his jacket.
It was windy. Although Zhang Zian was warm and sweating, he had to put his jacket back on. Otherwise, he might catch a cold.
After putting his jacket on, his cellphone rang. An unfamiliar number was calling.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Master Zhang, it is me," Aunt Li said, "A man in a suit is here for you. He looks like one of those white-collar workers from TV shows."
"Okay. Have him wait there for a minute. I am coming now," He hung up.
Chapter end
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