"Master, please accept me." Zheng Long shakes his hands awkwardly and looks at Lin Hao with tears in his eyes.

"er Why did you come to see me? There are so many talented people in China. How can you find them as you? " Lin Hao asked doubtfully.

"master, how can they be as good as you? Master, don't say anything. Anyway, I'm determined to worship you as my teacher. " Zheng Long looks at Lin Hao pitifully. "Master, please accept me. Don't worry, I will be very filial to you. I'll bring you tea and water. I'll cook and dress for you. I'll feed you and die. Master, please...