Chapter 4 The enemy is within oneself, the obstacle is in the heart

Chapter 4 The enemy is within oneself, the obstacle is in the heart

Chen Chuan put his things back, closed the box, walked into the living room, found a rotary phone, picked up the receiver, and said, "This is the Nian residence..."

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, Chen Chuan, what are you doing? Don't stay at home bored, come out for a walk?"

He recalled that it was the voice of Ding Jiao, his deskmate in middle school. He heard a lot of noise on the other end of the phone, probably from a phone booth on the road. He asked, "Where are you?"

"Where else can you be? The old place, Zizai Snack Street, Dali and Miangua are both there, what have you been doing lately? I can't see you anywhere."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "You guys go ahead and have fun. I have something to do recently, so I won't go."

"Hey, are you looking for a job? I say, don't keep it to yourself if you have any problems. I'll help you if I can. Besides, it's not easy for me to find you a job in my family's factory."

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "I won't be polite if I come to you."

He didn't tell them that he was admitted to Wuyi. Ding Jiao was a man of integrity, but he was also a big mouth. If he told them now, all his classmates would know about it the next day. Many people would come to congratulate him or try to make friends with him. He still had to prepare for the entrance exam and had no time to deal with all that.

"Okay, by the way, you know..." Ding Jiao's voice suddenly became louder, "Han Laosan went to Molan, and the news spread everywhere! Damn, what kind of shit luck did he have! His grades are not even as good as yours!"

Chen Chuan was slightly surprised: "Molan Company?"

"Which other company? This kid is so cocky!" As he spoke, Ding Jiao's envy and jealousy seemed to overflow from the phone.

Chen Chuan hummed.

Molan Company, whose full name is "Molan Gaoling Company", is said to be headquartered in the central city. It has a relatively important branch in Yangzhi City. On the surface, its main business is cosmetics, but in fact, this company has already penetrated into all aspects of Yangzhi City and surrounding counties and towns. Most of the people's food, clothing, housing and transportation are related to Molan and its affiliated companies.

According to Nian Fuli, half of the members of the Municipal Advisory Council took money from Molan, and the remaining half helped Molan count the money. Several civil affairs directors had to consider the Molan Company's wishes before doing anything.

This company also has an independent security team and its own place to train company employees. His classmate should go there. That's not simple. Maybe his family has some connections. I vaguely remember that the Han family seems to be in charge of water affairs?
After Ding Jiao finished talking, he remembered something and raised his voice and said, "By the way, don't forget the graduation dinner at the end of next month."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Remember, never forget."

"Hey, I'll hang up first. Dali and the others are pushing me too hard."

Chen Chuan hung up the phone and returned to his room. He would start preparing for the entrance exam. Starting from June, there were still three months left, but it was only so short a time and it was far from time to relax.

Moreover, the reason why his predecessor was killed was also very unclear. Although it was in the suburbs, far away from the city, he decided to avoid wandering around as much as possible unless it was necessary.

He took out a map of Yangzhi City and spread it on the table, then took out a small notebook marked "Military Records". His eyes wandered as if he was looking for something, and he circled a few places with a pencil.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was time for dinner. Nian Fuli's family came back one after another, and the house became lively. When the family sat down at the dinner table, Nian Fuli said, "Boy, are you going to look for a place to go today?"

Chen Chuan said: "Yes, uncle."

Nian Fuli hummed and said, "How is it?" He just asked casually, thinking that today was only the first day and there would probably be no results.

Chen Chuanshuo said: "I went to Wuyi University Hall today."

"Wuhan University?" Nian Fuli suddenly looked at him, very surprised, "What are you doing there?"

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "I was just about to tell my aunt and uncle that I have passed the entrance exam for Wuyi University today and will be moving to the school when school starts."

"Entered into Wuhan University? You?"

Nian Fuli was shocked and looked Chen Chuan up and down with wide eyes, as if he was meeting this nephew for the first time.

What kind of place is Wuhan University? Every year, countless people want to get in. Wei Lao Hu, who was at odds with him, had his son admitted to Wuhan University and bragged about it for a whole year!

He couldn't help but wonder: "You didn't cheat?"

Yu Wan was immediately unhappy and pushed him: "Why can't Chan'er pass?"

Chen Chuan smiled and said, "Uncle, how can I cheat? I don't know anyone and I don't have any money. Why would Wu Yi's teacher help me?"

"That's true."

Nian Fuli looked at him a few more times, with an indescribable complex meaning in his eyes. Chen Chuan also noticed that his aunt's expression also had a hint of melancholy, but more of it was relief.

After a while, Nian Fuli picked up his chopsticks and tapped the table, saying, "Wuhan University is a way out. If you get in, you'll have some gold in your pocket in advance. But you still have to pass the re-examination, right?"

"Yes." Chen Chuan nodded, "There is an entrance retest."

"That's it." Nian Fuli knocked again and said, "Boy, let me tell you, there is a trick here. Even if you are admitted, there is a big difference between passing the re-examination and failing the re-examination. I don't know how Wuhan University let you pass, but even if you can get admitted, you may not be able to pass the re-examination."

Yu Wan suddenly became anxious and said, "Dad, what should we do?"

Nian Fuli waved his hand at her, looked at Chen Chuan, and said, "Xiao Chuan, what were you originally planning to do?"

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "I was originally planning to find a boxing club to learn from, but I didn't know which one would be more reliable, so I wanted to ask my uncle."

Nian Fuli leaned back, thought for a moment, and said, "Don't go to the boxing club. It's a mixed bag, and the rules are too complicated. You'll spend a lot of money, but you may not learn anything real, and you'll easily get yourself covered in mud."

Chen Chuan nodded and asked sincerely: "Then uncle, what should I do?"

Nian Fuli stroked the stubble on his scalp and said, "There are still two months before school starts, right?"

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Yes, uncle." In fact, there are three months left until the official start of school, but new students who apply for admission need to report for school one month in advance, so it is not wrong to calculate it as two months.

Nian Fuli said, "Xiao Chuan, I'll find someone for you. You can follow him for a while and try to pass the exam. This person is not an ordinary person. If you can learn a few tricks from him, you will benefit a lot."

Yu Wan asked with concern: "Do you need tuition?"

Nian Fuli said, "Don't worry about this matter." He then said to Chen Chuan, "Xiao Chuan, come with me after dinner."

Chen Chuanshuo said, "Okay." After finishing dinner, the two of them pushed their bicycles out the door. After about five minutes' walk, they arrived at the Baofeng District Patrol Bureau, where the young and capable man worked.

This was originally a fortress built during the war years, and was later transformed into a police station. It was built entirely of reinforced concrete, so it looks particularly heavy from the outside. Now that it has not yet completely darkened, the road leading to the entrance has already been blocked by roadblocks.

Seeing Nian and Fuli, a patrolman wearing an armband walked up slowly from behind the roadblock and said, "Hey, why are you back? Nian is not on duty tonight."

Nian Fuli threw a cigarette over, pouted at Chen Chuan, and said, "This is my nephew. Bring him here to see the world."

The patrolman put the cigarette under his nose and sniffed it, then glanced at Chen Chuan casually, without asking any more questions. He waved his hand, and two patrolmen came up to remove the roadblock.

Nian Fuli said thank you, motioned for Chen Chuan to follow him, and pushed the cart inside.

After the two of them went in, the armband patrolman glanced at the street outside a few more times before slowly turning back.

It was the first time for Chen Chuan to come to the Police Bureau. He was a little curious at first, but most of the buildings here had only a few holes on the outside. They looked solid and dull, and quite depressing. There was really nothing to see, so he lost interest.

The two of them turned around and around, as if they had gone in a big circle, and finally came to a place that looked like a warehouse. The lights here were very bright, the terrazzo floor was covered with cushions, and there were a lot of exercise equipment and stacked wooden boxes piled around.

More than a dozen patrolmen took off their shirts and only wore linings, revealing their strong arms. They were either squatting or standing in a circle. In the middle was a middle-aged man wearing a formal suit with a double-breasted collar. He looked elegant and gentle and seemed to be explaining something.

"You can try standing on one leg first and keep the posture still."

All the patrolmen immediately stood on one leg. Some of them were shaky at the beginning, while others stood for a long time. However, even those who were shaky managed to stand steadily after trying a few times.

A patrolman said, "Mr. Wen, what's so difficult about this?"

Mr. Wen smiled and said, "Then please close your eyes."

The patrolmen closed their eyes as they were told. This time, most of them began to shake violently and swear at each other, but one young patrolman still stood steadily.

"The cockscomb is awesome!"

"This posture, without moving, can't be seen."

"One-legged stand, image!"

The patrol officers kept talking, and the young patrol officer closed his eyes and said proudly, "I used to play this when I was a kid, and there's also sheep-bull fighting. I can stand still for even a moment. Mr. Wen, what else do you have? Let me try!"

Mr. Wen smiled and said, "Patrol Officer Ji is very good. This time you can stand on the box and try it again."

"This isn't easy, just watch me!"

The young patrolman climbed onto the box excitedly, and then...

"I go!"

He had only been standing there for a short while when he began to shake violently and had to jump down.

He looked back at the box and also felt incredible. He had clearly moved from the ground to the box, and the place he was standing on was not necessarily smaller, and the box was not necessarily very high. But as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt a sense of panic and could not stand still.

"Wait, I didn't stand still."

The young patrolman was still unconvinced, so he went up and tried again, but this time it was even worse than before. He started to stagger as soon as he closed his eyes. He jumped down and said in confusion, "This is weird, Mr. Wen, what's going on?"

Mr. Wen smiled and said, "Because your brain tells you that you are in an unstable environment and wants you to refuse such action."

He pointed to his head. "This is your brain fighting with you. For example, some people have the urge to jump down when they are standing on a high place. It is based on the same principle. Essentially, your brain wants you to stay away from danger. However, we can coordinate our bodies through certain training.

In the old days, martial artists would choose to practice on the edge of cliffs in order to conquer their mental barriers. Today, we don’t have to be so extreme. We can choose to train on the edge of a high platform and adapt slowly.

In fact, there are still many things we need to overcome in our daily lives. For example, when you see a fist coming at you, you will subconsciously close your eyes. A fist is fine, but if it is a weapon, you may die in the blink of an eye. As patrolmen, you must keep your sight on the target at all times, unless you have a better sense to replace it. "

Someone subconsciously asked: "Better senses?"

Mr. Wen smiled and said nothing more.

When Chen Chuan heard this, his heart was slightly moved. If he used his "second self" to see it instead of himself, would it be a better perception?

The "second self" basically exists within a few meters around him and is one with him. If it can replace the normal sight, then not only can it see from behind, but it may also be able to see from a high place, and can observe the opponent from various angles...

Just as he was thinking, Nian Fuli took the initiative to step forward, greeted Mr. Wen, and said, "Mr. Wen." Then he motioned Chen Chuan to step forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a raised voice, "My nephew has just been admitted to Wuhan University."

"Wuhan University? Wuyi Academy?"

"Oh, that's incredible! You've done a great job, nephew!"

"It's time to treat everyone at the beginning of the year!"

A dozen patrol officers joined in the fun. If you want to make a name for yourself these days, you either need to be admitted to a higher education institution or go to Wuhan University. Apart from anything else, many people who graduated from Wuhan University work as security consultants for officials in the Civil Affairs Department. If they are lucky enough to go to the central city, they can rise to the top in one step.

Nian Fuli also felt proud and said, "Mr. Wen, my nephew has never practiced martial arts before. He just figured it out on his own and somehow he passed the entrance exam. I don't want him to do anything rash in the retest, so I would like to ask Mr. Wen for some advice. Mr. Wen, do you think it's okay?"

Mr. Wen looked at Chen Chuan, pondered for a moment, and said, "Okay, Captain Nian, let's talk over there." The patrolmen were all very tactful, and when they heard this, they all dispersed one by one.

Chen Chuan and Nian Fuli followed Mr. Wen to a spacious corner. Mr. Wen said sincerely, "Captain Nian, please forgive me for being blunt. I don't want to delay your nephew."

Nian Fuli was stunned, "What do you mean?"

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(End of this chapter)