Kid from Kwangtung (廣東靚仔玉)

"Mingde School."

Good morning, sir.

Today we'll continue studying Tang Poems.

Please recite the one we learnt yesterday first.

Place the books in the drawers now.

What happened?

What's with the screaming? Show me your hand.

The teacher asked you to show your hand,

not place it underneath.

What are you laughing at?

Do we have lots of rats in the classroom?

Why did you bring a mouse trap in?

Yes, sir.

We've seen lots of rats lately, right?

Yes.

That's why I brought the mouse trap...

I mean... to trap them.

All you know is play!

Stand up.

Yes, sir.

Recite yesterday's poem.

Farewell to Uncle Yun at Xie Tiao Pavilion.

The whole poem?

Yes.

You deserve it!

What left me yesterday can be retained no more,

what worries me today are the times I feel sore for.

For miles & miles the wild geese fly in autumn winds...

Let's follow them with eyes and drink in towers high.

Your writing's quite compelling, like ancient poets,

like that of ancient poets...

What are you doing?

You recite "The Song of War Chariots" next.

Continue.

Yes, sir.

While mine is in Xie's direct and easy style.

Both of us have ambitions high;

We'd bring the moon down from the sky.

Cut running water with a sword, it will faster flow;

Drink wine to drown your sorrow, it will heavier grow.

Life is full of despair,

let's sail away with our hair down.

Not bad, sit down.

He Jiayu, it's your turn.

The war-chariots rattle, the war-horses whinny.

Each one of you has a bow and a quiver at his belt.

Father, mother, son, wife, stare at you going,

Till dust shall have buried the bridge beyond Changan.

What are you doing? Put your hands down.

They run with you, crying, they tug at your sleeves,

And the sound of their sorrow goes up to the clouds;

And every time a bystander asks you a question,

asks you a question...

Ask me?

Then I ask whom?

Asks you a question...

He Jiayu.

Keep going.

Asks you a question...

asks you a question...

Alright... here's a hint.

You can only say to him that you have to go.

Right...

You can only say to him that you have to go.

He Jiayu, have you forgotten the rest?

Of course not!

You can only say to him that you have to go.

That you have to go...

Whose is this?

Sir, it belongs to Wu Dezhi.

Stand up.

A mouse trap,

and now a frog cage!

This is a school! What kind of behaviour is this?

Yes, sir.

But He Jiayu told me to bring them.

I've nothing to do with it.

Both of you, come out here.

School is over for the day.

Yes! School's over.

Fatty, wait.

What is it, loser?

Don't be so smug.

Just because I'm nice,

that doesn't mean I could be messed with.

You know, I've many tricks handed down from ancestors.

What? Tricks handed down from ancestors?

If you don't believe me, how about a challenge?

Fine!

You want to fight?

No.

You two are real trouble!

Brother Liyi, our base in the north

has been destroyed by Luo Yihu.

Chief Chen died a martyr.

I heard that Mrs. Chen and her daughter have travelled

to the south, but I don't know

their whereabouts.

We must go find out.

It's strange. How come that.

He Jiayu isn't here yet?

I'm sure he's afraid that he'll be outnumbered.

Right, Debao?

I wonder what their secret weapon is.

Don't worry.

Get ready.

Ready!

He Jiayu,

I kept thinking what secret weapon could you have,

you're dressed as a chicken!

What do you know?

The golden cock stands proud and sturdy.

Everyone knows that the chicken preys on the centipede.

That's why the centipede will be pecked to death.

That's funny! Our centipede

is longer than a cobra.

That's right! I wonder if

a sick chicken is up for the challenge.

Enough with the crap.

Have you brought the stuff?

I've been waiting for you.

So, as we said. Whoever wins the fight,

and is the first to grab the signboard,

that's the winner.

Alright! Hang them up!

Go!

So many feet!

Now you know! You'll soon be begging.

Come on, lads!

Go, lads!

Peck you to death!

Head butt!

Bump.

Chicken shit!

Cross the bridge.

"Longlife Martial Arts School."

Go lads!

- Master He. - Master Wu.

Hello.

- Master He. - Master Wu.

Move over please.

I'll take care of you later, kid.

Where's my signboard?

Here, dad.

Really?

Yes.

You are useless!

Simply no point in racing with a third grade

school with a signboard made by rotten wood.

At least you didn't let me down.

Hurry and show our signboard

to the villagers.

Dad, this...

Go on!

Trouble.

Move over!

"Longlife Martial..."

That's it!!

Dad.

I'm here, but the signboard's gone!

Dad, we still have three characters.

Jiayu, where's ours?

Ours? All four characters are here.

Please... you shouldn't overestimate yourselves.

Even ours is made from rotten wood;

But no matter what,

we're still better than your so-called first grade one.

Jiayu.

What is it, uncle?

Show ours!

Uncle, that...

Skill Ma...

Skill Ma...

Master He, since when you've opened up

a brand new martial arts school?

Not bad! You can save a piece of rotten wood!

What do you mean?

Below par.

You brat! It must be you who ruined my signboard.

I'm doing this because of your father.

I'd forgive you if you send me

a brand new one.

Or else...

What?

Then I wouldn't care who your father is.

Who needs you to do me a favour?

You... what do you want?

Don't forget.

For generations, your family has lost to mine.

Your great grandfather, your ancestors...

each generation, and now...

What about now?

Just think it over.

You tricked me!

Very well! You won't have any descendents!

Uncle, beat him!

You don't need to worry about your generation,

just beat him!

Go on! Dad!

Don't worry about me.