The servant looked at Hung Yuet-kiu blankly and weakly replied, "A pagoda to suppress the river demon?"
"Sigh, looks like that's not the case. This is none of your business. Go do whatever you were doing."
"Uh, yes!" The servant quickly lowered his head and left.
Once the person was out of sight, Hung Yuet-kiu stuck out her tongue, realizing she had been reckless.
This Hung Yuet-kiu is none other than Ling Yi's deskmate, Guan Xiaoxiao.
Despite watching so many other actors' live streams, Guan Xiaoxiao still has no confidence.
Watching someone else's live stream is one thing, but role-playing it yourself is quite another.
The most troublesome thing is that her cheap father Hung Chun-nam's eldest apprentice, whose name is something like Ji, seems to have feelings for her, but she doesn't know if she has feelings for him in return.
This is really annoying.
Being too cold or too close doesn't seem to be a good thing.
If you act too coldly, what if you're actually in a relationship? But if you act too close, what if the guy just has a crush on you?
"Whatever, whatever happens, happens. At worst, we fail, but nobody's going to die."
Guan Xiaoxiao simply didn't bother thinking about it. She'd deal with whatever came her way. If she could just get through, that would be great; then she could show off to Ling Yi. If she failed, she could just pretend she'd never been to the Role-Playing Space.
She rubbed her head. "Sure enough, things that require thinking aren't for a beauty like me. If only Ling Yi were here, that guy is so cunning and annoying!"
After saying that, he turned around, lay down on the bed, pulled the blanket over himself, and went to sleep.
The next morning, Guan Xiaoxiao was woken up from her sleep by a knock on the door.
At the same time, a loud voice rang out. " Yuet-kiu, get up and practice your martial arts!"
"Ugh, can't a person get any sleep? What kind of kung fu can a girl like me practice? No, no!" Guan Xiaoxiao kicked the blanket and shouted loudly, still grumpy from being woken up.
Hung Chun-nam smiled indulgently, "If you're not going to practice martial arts, you should find someone to marry quickly."
"I'm only sixteen! Are you crazy to want me to get married so young? If you dare make me marry, I'll jump into the river, jump into the well, drink poison, hang myself, or crash into a car!"
Hung Chun-nam gave a wry smile. This child was truly spoiled rotten by him. But what could he do about his own daughter?
"Okay, okay, remember to come out for dinner later."
Guan Xiaoxiao didn't know was that her current Wuji tone was almost identical to Hung Yuet-kiu's.
Hung Yuet-kiu is a wild girl who fears nothing, does whatever she wants, and is a bit crazy.
Hung Chun-nam truly dotes on his eldest daughter; he's a complete doting father.
After Hung Chun-nam had walked away, Guan Xiaoxiao sat up in bed, puzzled, and said, "Huh? He's gone already?"
Ling Yi, on the other hand, got up early in the morning.
In the movie Ip Man's daily routine was very regular. Every day before dawn, he would practice a set of boxing techniques before drinking tea, washing up, and eating breakfast.
I spend my mornings reading or taking walks, then go home for lunch and spend time with my wife.
In the afternoon, I practice on the wooden dummy, occasionally doing some Saber Technique or staff techniques. After dinner, I exchange martial arts tips with some friends who also enjoy practicing.
Go to bed around 9 PM!
Of course, this was Ip Man in Foshan. Ip Man in Hong Kong would probably be worrying about how to take on disciples and earn a living.
Ling Yi doesn't want to get involved in the plot for the time being. On one hand, since he's playing Ip Man, he has to Ip Man with Ip Man. What would he say if he met the real Ip Man?
Hello, Ip Man of Wing Chun!
"What a coincidence! I'm also Ip Man of Wing Chun!"
Little friend, do you have many questions?
However, this situation seems inevitable.
To get a high rating, you have to create drama in the storyline. Whoever creates the biggest drama gets more screen time and becomes the Protagonist.
To put it bluntly, it's about stealing the spotlight.
Therefore, Ling Yi needed to come up with a reason in advance.
Over the next few days, Ling Yi's life began to become more regular.
About a week later, Ling Yi looked at his system interface and fell into a state of existential doubt.
Passive Role-Playing Aura System!
Host: Ling Yi!
Currently playing the role of: Ip Man (110%)!
Available role-playing characters: 1. Chen Shi, 2. Fung Yu-sau, 3. Dongfang Bubai (Note: Once a new role-playing character is selected, the currently selected role will be automatically replaced and cannot be undone!)
Cultivation level: Peak An Jin!
Activate skills: Wing Chun Great Perfection, Eight Slashing Knives Great Perfection.
"...?"
Is there a mistake in this system? Shouldn't the role-playing percentage be capped at 100%? What's with this 10% overflow?
Does that mean I'm now 10% better than the original creator?
Come to think of it, it seems like he only did a simple Imitation of Ip Man and that's it? The key point is that Ling Yi feels like his Imitation wasn't quite up to par.
"This system seems a bit shady, but I like it, hehe!"
As for the new role, Dongfang Bubai was immediately rejected. No matter which version of Dongfang Bubai it was, Ling Yi would never play it.
Fung Yu-sau knew that the Protagonist in the martial arts movie was not weak, Proficiency various schools of martial arts, and was a character who was ruthless to others and even more ruthless to himself.
But who is this Chen Shi? Ling Yi thought for a long time but still couldn't remember which movie or TV series Chen Shi was a character from.
Ling Yi hesitated for a moment and decided not to choose a new horn for the time being, partly because Ling Yi didn't think much of any of the horns he had chosen.
On the other hand, since the level of performance can overflow, Ling Yi wanted to see how much it could overflow.
Ling Yi swung his fist and slammed it into the wooden dummy with Lightning speed.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, the wooden dummy was shattered by the An Jin in the next moment. The force of the punch penetrated the wood and sent a pile of wood chips flying out from the other end.
"With this punch, everything will be smashed to pieces!" Ling Yi said smugly, shaking his fist.
The live stream audience erupted in excitement.
I feel like this 9527 is just putting on an act!
[Can someone explain why 9527, as a newcomer, possesses such formidable strength?]
[What's so strange about that? He's probably a rich person in the real world; his family must have collected the points and redeemed some kind of enhancement potion from the Points Store.]
Doesn't the government strictly prohibit the private buying and selling of points?
[Caught an honest guy upstairs!]
[With policies from above, there are corresponding measures from below. The black market price for 1 point has already soared to 4, double the official price. Where there's profit, naturally some will take the risk.]
Isn't this unfair? Let's report this!
[You idiot upstairs, do you even know 9527's real identity? Who are you reporting? Besides, where in this world is there any fairness?]
[Anyone else like me who's been watching this for a week? Is this Wing Chun style really that powerful?]
[That's pretty impressive. It's so pleasing to the eye when this streamer practices, but when I tried it myself, I almost died laughing at me. People said it was a woman's style of boxing, it looked so awkward!]
[So everyone was secretly learning this.]
[What do you mean by "stealing knowledge"? This is called learning openly and honestly. I feel it's quite practical and very suitable for women to practice.]
[Has anyone managed to do that single-leg squat? I've tried so many times, but I just can't do it, it's too difficult.]
[9527 squat? I can't do that. Maybe someone who studies dance could try, but can this move really generate enough power to punch someone?]
[What are you doing, hitting me with a hammer? I'm squatting there and can't get up, and you're even hitting me!]
[Pfft! Same as above!]
Meanwhile, Ling Yi was already preparing to go out and cause trouble.
Ling Yi plans to learn from Ip Man and open a martial arts school by taking on apprentices.
Of course, he didn't have enough money to open a martial arts school, so he had to learn from Ip Man and write and distribute his own flyers.
As for where to teach boxing, my own little courtyard is too small, so I'll just teach in the park not far away.
Coincidentally, Ip Man was doing the same thing as Ling Yi at that moment, and Ip Man lived not far from Ling Yi, only two streets away.
Ip Man had no idea that someone was not only Imitation him, but also trying to steal his livelihood.
Ip Man currently at his wit's end, with only a few cents left. If he runs out of rice today and has no income tomorrow, his family will be completely starving.
Having just arrived in Hong Kong and being unfamiliar with the place, teaching martial arts was the only way Ip Man could think of to make money.
The next day, Ip Man waited nervously and expectantly on the rooftop for someone to come to his door.
It wasn't until nine o'clock in the morning that I finally heard footsteps coming from the stairwell.
Although Ip Man was excited inside, he maintained a calm and composed demeanor on the surface.
The person who came up was Wong Leung, played by the cult leader in the original storyline.
But Wong Leung had clearly just been beaten up; his face was bruised, and he had a black eye.
"You're also called Ip Man? And you teach Wing Chun?" Wong Leung asked, his voice tinged with inexplicable anger.
Ip Man was immediately stunned.
What does "also" mean? Does it mean there are other people named Ip Man who teach Wing Chun like him?
"My name is indeed Ip Man. I wonder what you mean by that, young man?" Ip Man asked with a forced smile.
"There's another guy named Ip Man over there, who also teaches Wing Chun. I don't know which one is real and which one is fake!"
"Is that so?"
Ip Man paused for a moment, then laughed and said, "Regardless of whether that person is named Ip Man or not, if we're talking about Wing Chun, then mine is undoubtedly the real deal."
This kind of thing definitely cannot be left ambiguous.
"Whether it's true or not, we'll only know after we try!"
Just like in the original story, Wong Leung was thoroughly beaten by Ip Man.
Wong Leung, lying on the ground, was very depressed and somewhat bewildered.
The two Ip Man used almost the same punching style; in other words, he was beaten twice today by two Ip Man using the same moves.
"That Ip Man uses the exact same boxing style as you. Which one is the real one and which one is the fake one?" Wong Leung asked, frustrated.
"This is no laughing matter." Ip Man's expression turned serious.
"I just got beaten up, how can I be in the mood for jokes? And to be honest, I don't think you're as good as him," Wong Leung said angrily.
"Come on, take me to see this!"
Without further ado, Wong Leung led Ip Man toward the park.
At this point, Ling Yi had successfully taken on twelve disciples. Not only that, but the tuition was also quite expensive, costing ten silver dollars, which was roughly a thousand dollars.
Even so, he still accepted twelve apprentices on the spot.
In the morning, Ling Yi showed off his muscles in a crowded place like a park or square.
He beat the thirty-odd thugs who came to cause trouble until they were crying for their parents, and his method of accepting disciples was not very proper either!