Dad’s Science and Technology Martial Arts Museum

　　 "Own a martial arts hall? System, I am now an amateur middle-level martial artist?" Chen Xuan was slightly startled.

　　In his opinion, there will be no martial arts enthusiasts who would like to worship him as an amateur middle-class martial artist!

　　 You must know that even the teachers in charge of teaching the basics of martial arts for children in the major martial arts centers in Jiangzhou are at least extremely tyrannical figures among amateur martial artists.

　　He, a mere amateur mid-range warrior, would only make people scornful.

"Host, you are the man who wants to build the famous science and technology martial arts museum in the endless universe, so having a martial arts museum of your own is the most basic premise." The system is very calm, as if to say something. As it should be, "This task is limited to 3 days, and it will be automatically deleted if it is overdue. I hope the host will complete it as soon as possible, with all my heart, and my best efforts. Because the [Strength ray meter] is a rare good thing!"

　　 "A rare good thing?" Under the temptation of the system, Chen Xuan was undoubtedly interested, and immediately decided to build a decent martial arts hall within three days, even if he bit his head.

　　 Even if it is broken, small, or partial, it doesn't matter, as long as it is your own martial arts hall!

　　 "Since I have decided to open a martial arts hall, I will become a martial arts teacher by myself from now on, so I will teach Qingqing!" Soon, Chen Xuan's mind unconsciously came up with such thoughts.

　　 He thought, let other martial arts teachers teach his precious daughter, how can he feel relieved when he is in battle.

　　 Although he is only an amateur mid-range warrior, he is not worried about Qingqing not being able to teach.

　　The reason is very simple. He can cheekily ask his martial artist-level wife, Qingqing’s mother!

　　 "Yes! Open the Budokan by yourself and teach yourself, this is the best!"

　　As soon as he thought of this, Chen Xuan was in a good mood, and at the same time he began to carefully plan the plan of the Budokan.

　　……

　　 A quiet night, it passed silently.

　　 The next day, morning.

　　 The sky is blue with white clouds.

　　 Chen Xuan, who woke up early in the morning to prepare a hot breakfast for his wife, urged Chen Qing to wash her face and brush her teeth, and then put her braids on her, and her dress was particularly pleasant.

　　 Although Chen Xuan's braid tie-up technique is still very jerky and looks a little messy, Chen Qing's "natural beauty", this small flaw can not completely cover her watery cuteness.

　　 After the father and daughter ate breakfast beautifully, Chen Xuan drove Chen Qing into Chunsun Kindergarten.

　　 And the time has come to 8 o'clock in the morning.

　　 Chen Xuan in the past, as a full-time dad, would go to the vegetable market at this time to buy some Qingqing’s favorite dishes, and then go home to take care of the housework.

　　 In the afternoon, I would sleep or read quietly, and then go to the kindergarten to pick Qingqing home.

　　 Chen Xuan today, but obviously there are other arrangements!

　　Hu—

　　 drove the car and took about half an hour before Chen Xuan came to a street near the outskirts of Jiangzhou with few people.

　　 This place originally belonged to the old town. It is still some distance away from the city center, so it is naturally not lively.

　　 "It was a little bit off, but after all, there is a place that really belongs to me!"

　　 A smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, and Chen Xuan walked slowly to the door of a detached house on the side of the street.

　　 The gate was locked tightly by iron chains, but it didn't look as shabby as expected.

　　 There is a signboard of "Hanhai Bookstore" hung on it. Like the door, it is covered with a lot of dust.

　　 There is no doubt that this bookstore has not been open for a long time, and it has never been cleaned.

　　 And its owner, without a doubt, is Chen Xuan!

　　 This store was originally owned by the Chen family. After graduating from university, Chen Xuan ran his favorite bookstore business here.

　　 If it wasn’t Qingqing’s business, I’m afraid he is still running this bookstore now instead of being a full-time dad.

　　 Of course, the current Chen Xuan is no longer the Chen Xuan of the past.

　　He is here this time, just to transform this bookstore into a Budokan!

　　 A Budokan that really belongs to him!

　　 crunch—

　　 After taking out the key and opening the chain, Chen Xuan slowly opened the door.

　　The golden sun shines inside, and many floating dust are clearly visible.

　　 Looking around, I saw many bookshelves lined up inside, among which there were a lot of books of all kinds.

　　 There are three floors in the whole house, and each floor has nearly 160 square meters, totaling about 500 square meters.

　　 "The 500-square-meter martial arts museum is a bit smaller, but it can barely be called a small martial arts museum." Chen Xuan, holding his hands and stepping inside, felt particularly good.

　　 After some calculations last night, he already has a complete transformation plan.

　　The first floor is a martial arts hall, where students can perform martial arts battles and exchange skills on weekdays.

　　 On the second floor, all kinds of scientific and technological objects are placed and used for office work and individual teaching of martial arts.

The third floor of 　　 is naturally a small amusement park opened into Qingqing, so that she can relax and have fun while resting.

　　 In Chen Xuan's heart, Qingqing will always be the most important position, so even if his martial arts gym is smaller, he will definitely want to leave Qingqing a good space.

"The decoration here doesn't require me to spend too much time on it. It's almost the same. I just need to buy some basic martial arts equipment like the boxing test machine." Looking at the bookshelves and books, Chen Xuan quickly With a decision, "As for these things, keep some books suitable for Qingqing to read, and UU Read www.uukanshu.com will give the rest to the welfare agency."

　　 Throwing away books as **** is something that Chen Xuan can't do, so he would rather spend more time and money to donate all these things to welfare agencies.

　　 "Hey, is it Jiangzhou Ant Moving Company? I'm at No. 17 Yuanhua Street..."

　　 Soon, Chen Xuan negotiated with the moving company and asked them to transport the bookshelves and books to the welfare institution for donations at a cost of 600 yuan.

　　 At 9 o'clock in the morning, a few strong men from the moving company arrived in a large truck as scheduled, and Chen Xuan had selected many children's books and paintings suitable for Qingqing's age among thousands of books.

　　 After a brief exchange, the brawny guys rolled up their sleeves and started busy back and forth for a while.

　　……

　　...

　　 Jiangzhou at 10 o'clock, the sun is shining, it is very cozy.

　　 "It's finally cleaned up." Watching the moving company's truck go away, Chen Xuan stretched out, feeling happy, "Next, it's cleaned up!"

　　 Thinking of this, Chen Xuan hurried forward and took out the prepared buckets, rags, cleaning fluid, etc. from the trunk of the car not far away.

"begin!"

　　 Walking back to the hall on the first floor, looking at the empty surroundings, Chen Xuan took a deep breath, and immediately started the cleaning operation.

　　 Four hours of cleaning time passed by in a flash.

　　 "I'm exhausted." Throwing a few rags into the trash bag, Chen Xuan, who was covered in gray, felt particularly happy.

　　 Looking around, the floor is bright everywhere, the walls are spotless, and even the chandeliers have been repeatedly wiped several times... The cleaning effect is simply perfect.

　　 In short, under the hard work of Chen Xuan, a small martial arts gym has already taken the most basic shape.