153 A New Start

Zhang Zian was worried.

Fame portends trouble for man just as fattening does for pigs.

In the early morning, Zhang Zian was going to get out for some breakfast. As soon as he opened up the curtain door, there stood a student who begged to learn Kung Fu from him. He looked to be at least forty years old and called Zhang Zian "Master Zhang," which scared him, so he closed the door immediately.

Looking down from the window, holy moly, there were at least thirty people waiting for him.

It looked like it would take a few more days to get his life back on track. He had to wait for his popularity to fade away.

If he was a Wing Chun master, he wouldn’t mind it. However, the problem was that he was nowhere near being a master.

Cyber popularity usually comes and goes fast. He was pretty positive that in a few days, his popularity would go away and some gossip about a celebrity having an affair would draw people’s attention.