WIIAD? ### Chapter 49 Nearing the Spring Festival

Wang Xiaohua smiled warmly and did not refuse Director Zheng Rui's offer.

The two sides quickly discussed the details, and finally settled on a tax-free price of five million for three months of recording time, with Qi Lin playing the third male lead!

Filming would officially begin on the sixteenth day of the first lunar month!

After discussing the agreement and setting a signing date, Director Zheng Rui left with his bodyguards.

After seeing the director off, Qi Lin and Wang Xiaohua paid for their cushions and then left the café as well.

Once in the car, Wang Xiaohua couldn't contain her excitement and said, "It's a done deal! Haha, it really happened! I didn't expect such a big opportunity to fall into our laps!"

Qi Lin just kept grinning foolishly, evidently quite satisfied with the five million remuneration, especially since it was tax-free. Even though the company would take half, he'd still have over two million left. Happy days!

They didn't return to the film set. Since they had already taken leave, Wang Xiaohua generously invited Qi Lin's team out for a big meal to celebrate!

…

In the blink of an eye, it was the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month.

The filming of "Soul Ferry" that Qi Lin was part of had wrapped up, and he had returned to Hengdian to spend the New Year with his family.

Wang Xiaohua and Li Yue also went home to prepare for the New Year.

For the Chinese, no matter how busy they are, they must spend the Spring Festival with their families.

Although Qi Lin had made quite a bit of money this year, there wasn't much change at home.

His parents were still running their fast-food restaurant, and the family still used the same old car for deliveries.

The only difference was that his parents had started discussing buying a house for Qi Lin and had recently been looking at various places.

Whenever Qi Lin came home, his parents would show him some posts from real estate agents, asking if there was anything he liked.

Qi Lin didn't have much opinion about the house; as long as he had a place to sleep, he was fine. A large house would be too troublesome to clean.

At this point, Qi Lin hadn't realized that with his current wealth, he could easily hire a housekeeper.

Qi Lin didn't have many friends in Hengdian, which had a lot to do with him spending his childhood training in martial arts outside the city; he had spent more time outside than in Hengdian, so naturally, he didn't have many friends.

Having spent the past six months continuously filming, studying, and maintaining a fast-paced lifestyle, Qi Lin now felt somewhat unaccustomed to having free time.

He finally decided to buy a plane ticket to visit his master, Wang Bao, in Hebei Province to celebrate the New Year in advance.

…

After getting off the plane, he took a taxi straight to the Bajiquan Martial Arts School.

The old man's martial arts school was quite famous locally, having been around for nearly a hundred years and passed down through several generations!

Back in the day, Master Wang's grandfather had made a name for himself with his fists in the land of Yan and Zhao, becoming a local legend!

Later, when the Japanese invaders came, the old man led his family and disciples to resist the invaders, ultimately dying at their hands. Even so, his reputation didn't wane, and the Japanese invaders feared him!

The martial arts school was passed on to Master Wang's father. Unfortunately, his father wasn't suited for martial arts, but fortunately, Wang Bao came along and kept the martial arts tradition alive!

An hour later, Qi Lin got off the car with his bag, looking at the martial arts school in front of him with a nostalgic expression.

He had trained here for four years before leaving for university in Beijing. In the blink of an eye, nearly five years had passed.

As the Spring Festival was approaching, the martial arts school was on holiday, and the main gate was closed. Qi Lin skillfully walked up to the gate and knocked on the door knocker.

"Who is it?"

After a few knocks, a loud and clear voice came from inside the school!

Qi Lin smiled and replied, "Master! It's me, Xiao Linzi!"

"Xiao Linzi? Hahaha, when did you come back?"

Laughter came from the courtyard, followed by footsteps, and the heavy gate was slowly pushed open.

An elderly man with white hair and a long beard appeared.

This old man was just over 1.7 meters tall. Even beneath his loose martial arts uniform, he gave off a sense of sturdiness. His back was as straight as a spear!

He was Qi Lin's Baji Quan master, Wang Bao!

Qi Lin's numerous championships were directly related to this old man.

After all, Qi Lin’s best technique, the Ang Fist, wasn't allowed in competitions.

However, the Baji Quan that the old man taught him could be used both in performances and in actual combat.

“Haha, you rascal! You didn't even call ahead to let me know you were coming! Come in quickly, it’s cold outside.”

Seeing that the old man was in good spirits, Qi Lin felt relieved and followed him into the martial arts school with a smile.

The old man had endless things to say, talking as they walked.

“I heard you've become a big star! You’ve filmed two movies? I wanted to watch them, but just hearing about all that romance stuff gives me a headache.”

Following the old man into the inner hall, Qi Lin laughed and put down his bag. "I've also filmed a martial arts movie! It’ll be released on New Year’s Day."

The old man became interested and asked for details. When he heard that Qi Lin played the villain, he was visibly displeased.

“Did that director lose his mind? With your thick eyebrows and big eyes, he cast you as a villain?”

“Master, you’re getting on in years, but your temper is still fiery. Villains need to be played too. Besides, I’m still a newcomer. Getting such a role is already pretty good.”

The old man was still fuming, somewhat indignant.

At this moment, a member of the Wang family heard the commotion and walked into the hall.

The Wang family had a tradition of passing down skills through the generations, but it seemed like there was a curse: the talent skipped a generation!

Wang Bao’s son, Wang Yongjun, had almost no talent for martial arts. However, he had a talented son, Wang Yi!

Wang Yi was the same age as Qi Lin, and the two had a good friendship. But in terms of martial arts, Wang Yi lagged far behind.

Having talent and being a genius were two entirely different things.

When Wang Yi saw Qi Lin, he burst into laughter and gave Qi Lin a bear hug!

“Lin-ge, you’re a big star now! When will you give me an autograph?”

Qi Lin was also happy to see him, laughing as he patted his back.

“What big star? I’m just a small-time actor for now. How’s your training going? Keeping up with it?”

Wang Yi raised an eyebrow and moved his shoulders. "Want to try?"

Qi Lin didn’t waste any words, taking off his coat and putting it aside, then adopting a Baji Quan stance.

Wang Yi did the same, their stances both incredibly precise, as if cut from the same mold.

Master Wang didn’t intend to stop them; instead, he stood by and watched with a smile. How could martial artists progress without sparring?

Moreover, he wanted to see if Qi Lin had kept up with his training while at university.

In the next moment, Qi Lin initiated the attack, his feet generating power, propelling him forward like an arrow released from a bow!


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