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  Old Xu had just left, and Lin Hong's master arrived right after him. Behind him was a boy of about ten years old, who looked sturdy and strong, with a height half a head taller than Lin Hong.

  "Master, you're late, Uncle Xu has already left."

  "I deliberately came after he left." Old Sun was not in a good mood either, "I hate to see such farewell scenes, it's better not to see each other and avoid trouble."

  "Come, let me introduce you, this is Sun Wu, my own grandson, and from now on he will be living with me here."

  He then turned to the young man following him and said: "Wu Zi, this is Lin Hong, Grandfather's fourth disciple."

  "Grandfather, how did you take him as an apprentice?" Sun Wu was shocked upon hearing this. As far as he knew, his grandfather had announced a long time ago that he would no longer accept any more apprentices. But what's even more surprising is that his grandfather actually took Lin Hong as his apprentice.

  Sun Wu and Lin Hong attended the same primary school. He was one grade higher than Lin Hong, so he naturally heard of Lin Hong's great name.

  "Isn't this our school's 'foolish Hong'?" Sun Wu muttered to himself.

  "Does the old master have to report to his disciples?" Old Sun glared at him with dissatisfaction, and then said, "According to seniority, he is a junior uncle, hurry up and call Lin Shu."

  Master... Uncle?

  Sun Wu stared at the skinny and half a head shorter "foolish Hong" in front of him, pointing at Lin Hong and saying:

  "Grandpa, he..."

  "What's all this nonsense! Stop wasting words!" Old Sun glared with his tiger eyes, "If you're going to call, then call!"

  Sun Wu saw his grandfather get angry, and he couldn't help but shrink his head. From a young age to adulthood, he was not afraid of heaven or earth, except for his grandfather. He had also challenged his grandfather's authority in the past, and as a result, on a cold winter day, he was hung from a tree by his grandfather and whipped with a leather whip until he became obedient.

  "Master Lin, hello." Sun Wu greeted Lin Hong with a calm and composed tone.

  "Uh... okay." Lin Hong naturally knew what his Shifu meant, and he really wasn't used to being called Shishu, so he continued, "Don't call me Shishu anymore, just call me Lin Hong."

  "No way!"

  His words had just fallen when Old Sun's voice loudly opposed: "This is a rule, can't be chaotic."

  So, under Old Sun's insistence, Lin Hong gained a master nephew who was several years older than him. Moreover, it was clear that this master nephew was not very willing to call him Master Uncle, but was forced to do so due to the master father's majesty. However, Lin Hong didn't mind this point and went along with it naturally.

  What he is thinking about right now is what Grandpa Xu told him before, that there are still good things left for him in the room.

  He couldn't wait any longer, so he bid farewell to his master and walked into the room.

  After he left, Sun Wu said: "Grandpa, I'm telling you, Lin Hong is the biggest fool in our school, everyone calls him Foolish Hong, and he often scores zero on exams."

  Sun Wu thought that Grandfather must have been deceived by Lin Hong, so he accepted him as a disciple. He had an obligation to expose the other's true face.

  "Is he an idiot?" Old Sun was as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, "If he's an idiot, then there are no smart people left. Wu Zi, I'm telling you, we can't just listen to others' rumors. Some things need to be carefully observed and thoroughly examined."

  Sun Wu heard it vaguely.

  Old Sun continued to say to his grandson: "Wu Zi, don't be discouraged. Although you started practicing boxing a few years earlier than Lin Hong, I can assure you that your future achievements will not surpass his."

  Sun Wu glanced at his younger uncle with a disbelieving look and casually asked: "Grandfather, when did you start teaching him martial arts?"

  "Three months ago."

  "Three months ago?" Sun Wu burst out laughing, "Grandfather, are you kidding me? I started practicing boxing at the age of five! Can't compare to him?"

  As for his own kung fu, Sun Wu was still very confident. Whether in the nearby villages or at school, among his peers, he was "invincible", and had never been defeated once.

  "Hmph, it's also good that you said you started practicing boxing at the age of five. With that pig brain, even if you practice for another ten years, you'll still be a mediocre person. Our Xingyiquan is different from other martial arts, and practicing requires brains." Old Xu pointed to his head, "Do you think having a bit of brute strength is enough? I'm telling you, in the past three months, I've only taught him one San Ti Shi, but in just three short months, his San Ti Shi has already surpassed those who have practiced for nearly five years! Ah, from now on, follow him closely and learn from him... starting today, move here to live with Lin Hong..."

  Sun Wu was scolded by his own grandfather until he was speechless, but he didn't dare to retort back. He just muttered to himself in his heart: "Is this for real? Is this kid really that awesome?"

  Lin Hong didn't know what his grandfather and grandson were talking about, he was completely fascinated by the "good stuff" left on the workbench in the room by Grandpa Xu.

  That was a large pile of electronic components, accessories and equipment. Inside, there were not only the commonly used testing devices that Old Xu had used before, such as multimeters and soldering irons, but even a small oscilloscope.

  There was also a pile of relatively old components, full of dust, piled up in a mess. Lin Hong saw it for a while before excitedly discovering that these components might have been dismantled from a professional-grade radio, many of which were made in Japan and had dates printed on them during the Anti-Japanese War period.

  "Could this be a radio left behind by the Japanese army when they invaded China all those years ago?" Lin Hong couldn't help but think.

  It turns out that Lin Hong's guess was not wrong, many of the components here were actually dismantled from a Japanese military radio, which was collected by Old Xu from a scavenger, and it is unknown where the other party found it, but it turned out to be a product left over from decades ago when the Japanese army invaded China.

  Old Xu looked at it and confirmed that it was an early military radio, although it had been decades ago, many of its components were still in good condition and could be used. So he picked it up and threw it into the warehouse, until today when he moved house and cleaned things up, this antique finally saw the light of day again.

  "These things will all belong to me from now on!" A huge sense of happiness enveloped Lin Hong, and at this moment, he felt like the happiest person in the world. Happiness came too quickly, Lin Hong was not psychologically prepared, and he was a bit overwhelmed. With these things, the construction process of his amateur radio station will be greatly accelerated.

  Lin Hong couldn't help but look forward to the days ahead.

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