Chapter 13: new job

Xiaoxiaoguan ’s comedians are not a formal profession. They only pay 30 yuan a month for living expenses. In a metropolis like Haijing, they ca n’t even make ends meet.
Fortunately, the troupe boss also knows that the remuneration is too low, so the working hours of the students are extremely loose. Except that the theater business must be full on weekends, the rest of the time only requires the first half-day class, and it can be obtained from Monday to Friday. 1 day shift.
There are so many free time subsidies to work, coupled with the boss also taking turns to learn performance and the opportunity to practice on stage, under the encouragement of fierce dreams, students can still grind their teeth to stick to it.
Zhang Jiao used to live like this. In addition to working hard as an actor, he had to insist on guest waiters, convenience store salespersons, construction site workers ... to live.
However, the situation is different now. After succeeding in illusion, he has more profitable job opportunities.
The current world is not a peaceful world. The people strongly advocate the use of force. In addition to the sculpted houses that do not seek improvement, the middle class slightly richer men and women generally regard fitness and martial arts as the greatest fashion.
I do n’t have any achievements for the truth. At least the body can train the abdominal muscles and the mermaid line, and then understand a few fighting moves, it looks more attractive.
With such a huge demand, naturally there will be corresponding industrial clusters.
There are thousands of large and small martial arts gyms and fitness fighting clubs in metropolitan cities like Haijing. There are countless related positions, including Zhang Jiao's favorite target.
After eating the pig bones the next day, after eating sugar in the early morning, Zhang Jiao took a bus to the Huayang street in the center of Haijing.
There are many high-rise buildings here, and the steel jungle covers half of the sky.
Crossed the road to a shopping mall named Yida. Zhang Jiao sat on the top floor of the sightseeing elevator and walked into his first job search goal, the 'Extreme' Fight Club.
Several makeup ladies at the front desk saw him coming, and one of them immediately got up enthusiastically and bowed and asked, "Hello, sir, is there any need?"
Zhang Jiao smiled and said, "Well, I read your online recruitment announcement and came to apply for training."
He heard that he was neither a member nor a potential customer. The face of the young lady who had smiled at Ying Ying collapsed, and her professional smile disappeared instantly.
Picked up the caller and said: "Zheng brother, Zheng brother, someone at the front desk came to apply for combat training, please come out." Then he said dryly to Zhang Jiao: "Go to the sofa over there and wait for a while."
"Thank you." Zhang Jiao nodded and sat aside.
A few minutes later, a young man with a medium build, muscular body, wearing a white shirt and black vest that seemed almost torn apart, strode out of the club.
Greeted the girls at the front desk with brows and smiles, and said a few words in poverty. The man walked up to Zhang Jiao and looked up and down at his frowning old ways: "Young man, are you going to apply for sparring.
'S physique doesn't look good. "
"Supervisor, don't look at me thin, there are muscles in the muscles and bones." Zhang Jiao hurriedly tightened the muscles in the body to make a bodybuilding action, exclaimed: "I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. . "
"Is it." Director Zheng smiled irresponsibly. "The sparring is not as simple as you think. It can be done for a year and a half.
Many people make enough money to look bad, buy medicine to eat.
Most guys who want to make quick money without spending time and brains can't stop resigning for a week or two, so we only post job advertisements online.
If you want to stop here as soon as possible, you will regret it later. "
"I want to make some quick money," Zhang Jiao thought about it and said honestly: "Your job advertisement says that the working hours can be freely chosen. Even if the whole class is 4 hours, the salary will be daily.
I do n’t have much time to work, so the best thing to do is to fight and practice.
But I really practiced martial arts from an early age, good health, perseverance, do not believe you try. "
"Then come with me." Listening to his sincerely, Director Zheng hesitated, beckoning to Zhang Jiao, leading him through the entrance guard, and entered the Extreme Club.
The venue in the club is very large, and the specifications are boxy, and the left side is full of various fitness equipment;
On the right is a swimming pool separated by a glass curtain wall;
The wall space is equipped with yoga, rhythmic gymnastics, spinning and other specialized fitness venues;
There are several rings with the same specifications as the regular fighting games, and soft plastic inflatable cages that imitate cages.
Because it is too early, the club has more staff than members, and the ring is mostly idle.
Director Zheng casually pointed to an empty ring to let Zhang Jiao equip his protective gear and then went up. After that, he did n’t even change his clothes. He took off his shoes and jumped on the field with two gloves.
"Master, are you going to try me personally?" Zhang Jiao blurted out with surprise.
"Yes, I am a professional soldier," Supervisor Zheng moved his hands and feet: "The fists are heavy.
Can you eat my fist, it ’s no problem to deal with the guests in the club, are you ready? "
"Come on. UU Reading Books www.uukanshu.com" Zhang Jiao was a little nervous in his heart, but said nothing timidly.
The sound of the words landed on the floor. Supervisor Zheng had stepped forward and rushed in front of Zhang Jiao, punching him with a punch in his cheek.
If the two are fighting, Zhang Jiao must retreat sideways at this time, and then grab the enemy's arm with his hand to make his joints, but now it is sparring, but he can only protect his head with his hands.
Director Zheng's fist was really hard. When he punched his fist, he punched the glove suddenly. Because it was too careless, Zhang Jiao didn't run the Qi and blood protection body, and his half of the face was numb.
Supervisor Zheng did not continue to shoot after a heavy blow, looking at Zhang Jiao said: "How, can you persist?"
Zhang Jiao scolded his mother, but shook his fist on the surface as if nothing had happened: "The officer seems to have undergone regular military training, and his physical fitness is really good.
But I still stick to it, let's continue. "
Seeing that he did not behave like a strong supporter, Superintendent Zheng was stunned for a moment, and said in amazement: "Boy is okay, I really look down upon you.
Support the next set of punches, and we sign the contract. ", Adjusted the posture, the left and right hands staggered attack.
Hearing the sound of fist blows from here, the idle coaches and sparring players in the club gathered around.
After watching it for a while, a few guys who had a relationship with Director Zheng laughed and joked under the ring, "Old Zheng is serious.
People seem to be in their 10s and 20s and come here to mix and eat. Is it appropriate for you to do this? "
"Director Zheng's style is not diminished in the past. It is worthy of the existence of the tail of the crane of the former special forces. This fist hits."
"What do you know, this is called‘ punching Nanshan nursing home, kicking Beihai kindergarten ’, but you ca n’t beat it, ca n’t we beat a young man.