A Panda's Martial Arts

Qiao Dong also took a sip of shochu, and began to talk about those old things with the strength of the wine.

"You still remember, when you were in school in the United States..."

"Of course I remember, how could I forget."

Speaking of the experience of the student days, Park Yongyeol also has some nostalgia.

Although it is said that I went to school in the past, but studying abroad is more of a change of living environment——

It's just that the living environment is actually not friendly to them. Black and white people with big arms and waists rely on their strong bodies and often bully thin Asians like them.

Park Yongyeol had practiced Taekwondo, so it was not unreasonable to fight, but Qiao Dong had never practiced anything at the time, so he was bullied a lot——

But Qiao Dong proved with his actions that as long as he persists in exercising, the physique of Asians can not lose to those of European, American and African races.

At the beginning, they didn't think so much, but looking back now, that period of youth with blood and sweat is worth recalling.

"It was that experience that taught me that respect is earned through muscle."

Qiao Dong poured himself another glass of soju, this time he didn't dislike the taste of soju anymore.

"At the beginning, when I was thinner than them, they would bully me. Later, when I became stronger than them, they would come to curry favor with me... At that time, I suddenly felt that studying the human body was no longer interesting, so I changed it. direction."

"But you're not familiar with animal science."

Park Yongyeol shook his head.

"I remember you said before, your teacher is stuck with your project, this is really..."

"He's old..."

Thinking of that old-fashioned old man, Park Yongyeol shook his head and sighed.

"It's just research on living organisms. There are people doing this kind of thing all over the world. For the advancement of science, what's the point of making some sacrifices? Besides, the sika deer may not necessarily die..."

"really……"

Park Yongyeol nodded.Although he didn't know the old man named Gu Bo, he also felt that the old man had gone too far.

Just because of a few deer, he threatened to cut off the future of a high-achieving student. If Qiao Dong hadn't said that the old man was just old-fashioned, Park Yonglie would have thought that the old man had some malice towards Qiao Dong.

After all, as Qiao Dong said, everyone is doing animal experiments, and as long as the results are beneficial to humans, that's good. What's the big deal?

"But you are still young, you can afford to wait."

Park Yongyeol thought about it, and decided to comfort Qiao Dong.

This is a fact. The old professor named Gu Bo is already 90 years old. Although he is still working now, God knows when he will retire—that day will not be too far away.After the old professor retires, Qiao Dong can naturally do what he wants to do.

But Qiao Dong shook his head.

"I can afford to wait, how is it possible."

After taking a sip of wine, Qiao Dong raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Others may think that the 90-year-old has not lived for a few years, but as a student, he knows that the old man's body is still very strong. No downside to spraying.

Just like today, although the old professor came to see him in name.

But in fact, it's to talk to people.

Chapter 42

Shuzhong Zoo, Panda House.

Today is not a weekend, so the zoo is visibly deserted——

In fact, not many people came to the zoo on weekends.In the rare free time, people are more willing to do something they like, or play games to have fun.Of course, most people may have to work overtime.

Places like the zoo will no longer have the scene of the previous crowds.

"That's why, if you let those animals idle, you'd better let them go out for a walk."

In the Panda House, an old monk looked at the giant pandas and chatted with the staff around him.

"Can you also subsidize some food expenses for them?"

"Ah this..."

The staff member wiped the cold sweat from his head and was unable to speak for a long time.

According to the regulations, he should refuse—but he has already said too much about the refusal, but the old monk still ran over to say these things every day as if he didn't hear them, and it had been going on for almost a week.

As for driving the old monk out...

This is impossible.

The old monk, whose name is Ciqing, is the current abbot of Zhaojue Temple—the temple that is only separated from the Shuzhong Zoo by a wall.

As a well-known eminent monk in Sichuan, Monk Ciqing is very prestigious among the older generation, if he tries to use violence, the consequences will be very serious.

What's more, the old monk didn't evade the fare, so he had no reason to drive him out.

Of course there is the most important reason.

The old monk is 85 this year.

At the age of 85, he could break his head if he fell, and he might lose his life when the wind blows. Walking in the Shuzhong Zoo is as terrifying as a human-shaped nuclear bomb——

The leaders of the zoo had no choice but to prohibit the staff from having physical contact with the old monk, because they were afraid that the old monk would make a fool of himself.

Many young people who work in zoos can't help but wonder whether the old people have become bad these days, or the bad guys are getting old.

Fortunately, the leaders of the zoo also said that they will find a way.

"Where is the solution..."

The staff who followed the old monk were about to cry. Being entangled by the old monk, he didn't even dare to run.

If he really wanted to run away like this, the old monk would fall on the spot and blackmail him on the spot. Who could he turn to for reasoning?

"So, let's save face."

The old monk scratched his head and showed a simple and honest smile.

"Just find some animals and go to the front yard. It's not far away. You can send them back by climbing over the wall... You see, I am 85, and I may pass away when I die. My biggest wish before I die is to take another look at Zhao. Juesi used to be like a beast walking beside the ground, you guys should treat me as an old man..."

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A hand stretched out from the old monk's back and patted the old monk's shoulder.

"Tzu Qing, you're here again."

"Yeah, I'm here again..."

Monk Ciqing turned his head, but saw a square face with Chinese characters blocking him.

The old man with square face snorted coldly, and gave Tzu Ching a hard look.

"Get out, do you still have face for bullying children?"

"What does it mean to bully a child! I'm just telling the child my last wish!"

The Tzu Ching monk opened his mouth and began to defend.

"I'm already 85..."

"I'm ninety, what's wrong?"

The old professor named Gubo narrowed his eyes.

"How about I go to the front yard too? Guess who suffers?"

"No way, no way."

The Tzu Ching monk hastily held down the old professor.

If the old professor really played around in this way, the entire Zhaojue Temple would have to be praised by others--it is simply not something the monks can afford to have an academic giant folded in the temple.

People who are already 90 years old, still shameless to play this game, Tzu Ching sometimes really wonder whether it is because the old people have become bad these days, or the bad people are getting old.

With Professor Gu Bo coming to top the tank, the staff who accompanied the Tzu Ching retreated as if they had been pardoned, leaving only two old people holding on to the railing, staring at the pandas in the yard in a daze.

The older a person is, the more he likes to recall the past.

Gu Bo and Monk Tzu Ching knew each other. Although they were not very familiar, they had met each other a few times when they were young——

At that time, Gubo had not yet established the Wolong Panda Base, but was only working at the Shuzhong Zoo, and Tzu Ching had not yet become the abbot, just an ordinary monk.

"I didn't expect you to become like this when you were old..."

Thinking of those old events, Gu Bo shook his head and sighed.

"You don't have to come here to bully the children anymore. There are rules about not lending money to others. It doesn't matter what you say."

"I came here because I knew it was impossible."

The Tzu Ching monk chuckled.

"I'm at this age, and I'm a neighbor. If you come over, you have to have someone look at it, right? This is much more interesting than chanting scriptures."

"Uh..." Gu Bo choked for a long time and couldn't speak.

He could see that the Tzu Ching monk was purely idle.

But this is normal, as the abbot of a temple, the Tzu Ching monk spends most of his time in the temple, and it is inconvenient to travel far away, but considering his age, there are not many affairs that are really entrusted to him——

In fact, everyone is pretty much the same when they get older, even Gu Bo, and there are very few things that he has to solve personally.

Except for things like bringing students.

The two old people got together, apart from recalling the past, that is, talking about the present, the two of them had nothing to talk about in the past, and the topic quickly turned to the young man——

Gu Bo would talk about how he brought students, and the Tzu Qing monk would also talk about the joys of young monks. We are all of the same age, and the chat can go on.

"If you ask me, your student named Qiao Dong is actually pretty good."

While eating the snacks specially delivered by the staff, the Tzu Ching monk chatted casually.

"If you ask me, that kid is much better than many young monks in the monastery... At least he exercises regularly, and he doesn't go to bars to dance disco."

"Different……"

Gu Bo shook his head repeatedly, and subconsciously took out the cigarette, but put it back after seeing the no-smoking sign.

"This... hey, I'd rather that kid look like an ordinary person, it's better than now."