"With your reputation, you can definitely do some business and open a Taekwondo gym like your apprentice." Zhang Yang was also very helpless.

Who would have thought that a person with a great reputation and the aura of a champion would also be running for a living and worrying about his future.

"In Korea, there are countless Taekwondo gyms. How can it be so easy to recruit students?"

Jin Zhengxuan pursed his lips, a trace of disappointment flashed across his resolute face and continued: "I have tried to change careers for a long time, and I know that I cannot just compete in competitions all my life, but I only know Taekwondo, and I don't know any other way of living.

So I can only maintain my life by playing games."

"What are you talking about? Do you want to fight or not?"

"That's right, who has time to watch you chatting nonsense?"

"One more fight, and the winner will be determined by knocking the opponent down."

The students below were already waiting impatiently. They just wanted to watch the excitement. When they saw that the two men had not stopped fighting, they started shouting and urging them.

"Okay, you go to the hospital to check your body first, and I will leave you a phone number later. If what I said is true, you can contact me again."

Zhang Yang didn't want to continue talking about this topic. He glanced at the student audience around him and continued: "I know that a pharmaceutical company is preparing to open up the Korean market. If possible, you can do some business and let them provide a batch of medicines for free.

You can just give the money to them after you make money."

"Is there such a good thing?"

"I don't dare to agree to you so quickly. I have to ask."

Zhang Yang was telling the truth. Feng Yanran was more experienced in company matters than he was, so he had to discuss some matters with her first, so he couldn't be too full of words to avoid breaking people's trust.

"Okay!" Jin Zhengxuan glanced at the students in the audience and said, "Should we give another performance to satisfy these boring students?"

"We are not playing an exhibition match, so why should we care about their feelings?"

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he took the microphone, waved to the students around him and asked loudly: "I think everyone is here to watch the fun, haven't you had enough?"

"certainly."

"It's not intense at all. Let's have another fight."

…

The surrounding students stretched their necks and shouted, catering to Zhang Yang's words, thinking that the game was about to start again, and their faces were immediately filled with excitement.

"Then why don't you come down and fight?"

The students below obviously did not expect that Zhang Yang would suddenly ask such a question. The noise was much quieter, but no one answered.

"They are here to compete with you. What does it have to do with us?"

"that is……"

…

After a moment of silence, someone finally couldn't help but talk to him. As soon as one person opened his mouth, the students around him immediately started to respond.

"Since you are here to compete with me, it's none of your business. Why are you here to join in the fun?" Zhang Yang asked disdainfully.

His words were obviously a sign of antagonism to the students around him. Lu Mengxuan and others beside him couldn't help but sweat for him.

You know, under Lu Mengxuan's instigation just now, these students were still cheering for him at the top of their lungs.

Now his words sounded not only ungrateful, but actually meant to be sarcastic.

Zhang Yang took advantage of the stunned audience and continued: "I major in medicine, and Mr. Jin Zhengxuan majors in taekwondo. It is unfair for me to fight with him."

"this……"

As soon as he said these words, Jin Zhengxuan's face turned red.

It is true that as a taekwondo champion, I would challenge a medical student. Not only would it be disrespectful to me, but the key point is that I have not been able to defeat him yet, so it would be even more humiliating.

"Then why did you accept the challenge?"

"That's right, I don't deserve it."

"You can also let Jin Zhengxuan compete with you in his medical skills."

…

The students below were either angry or teasing, but they were all undoubtedly expressing their dissatisfaction with Zhang Yang.

"Mr. Jin Zhengxuan is not a medical student, so it would not be fair to him if his medical skills were tested."

Zhang Yang paused for a moment, then continued with a sly look in his eyes: "The people sitting here are all students from the Medical University, and many of them are even my senior classmates. Which of you dares to come up and test your medical skills with me?"

"Tell me, how do you compare?"

"Let me compete with you. Is there any patient for us to demonstrate?"

…

When it came to their majors, some students were so confident that they stood up and shouted.

They didn't know Zhang Yang's superb medical skills. For a bunch of idle students, what they paid most attention to was undoubtedly the lively basketball game and his title of Prince of Basketball.

If you can defeat this so-called basketball prince on this occasion, even with your medical skills, it will undoubtedly be a big honor in the school.

With this idea, more and more students are eager to try it.

"There is a patient here. Whoever can make him stand up will win." Zhang Yang pointed at Chen Gang next to him and said.

Chen Gang was lying on the ground wailing*, his clothes were soaked due to the pain, and his face was sallow. He was stunned immediately after hearing Zhang Yang's words.

Letting these students with no treatment experience treat him, let alone using him as a competition, was undoubtedly an insult and torture to himself, and made him hate Zhang Yang even more.

"I don't need you to treat me. Send me to the hospital quickly."

"Even if you go to the hospital for surgery, your injury will not recover within half a year. Even if you recover, there will be sequelae. Your future games will definitely be greatly affected."

Zhang Yang understood what he was thinking and continued with certainty: "What will you do with your Taekwondo gym during this period? I think it will be closed completely when you come back."

His words undoubtedly spoke of Chen Gang's pain, and his face immediately changed from anger to frustration.

The reason why Chen Gang hated Zhang Yang so much and traveled thousands of miles to invite Jin Zhengxuan to Korea was just for his own Taekwondo gym? Of course it was also to take revenge on Zhang Yang.

"They don't know how to treat it, so it's of no use at all."

"Don't worry, I guarantee you will be able to stand up tonight and recover within a week."

"I believe you?"

Chen Gang showed a trace of disdain on his face and continued: "I have opened a Taekwondo gym at Donghai Medical University for several years. Don't I still know the level of these college students? They just hang out and pick up girls. How many of them really work hard to study medicine?"

"You'll know in a moment. You don't have to believe me. Don't you still believe in your master?"

Jin Zhengxuan listened clearly to the conversation between the two. Although he was from Korea, Chen Gang, a disciple of Korea, was no stranger to the Chinese language, so he could understand these words after thinking about them.

"I believe him." Jin Zhengxuan said with certainty.

"Okay!" Chen Gang no longer refused.

"You can choose ten representatives to come up and give it a try."

After hearing Chen Gang's promise, Zhang Yang took the microphone and shouted to the student audience in the stands.

"I come."

"Let me try."

"Isn't it just a bruise? I don't believe how serious it is?"

…

These students heard the crunching of bones, but thought the same thing.

Shishi, a weak little girl, even if she knows some kung fu, how much can she hurt her opponent in a head-on confrontation?

Chen Gang is also a Taekwondo coach, and his physical fitness is definitely fine. It may just be a hard injury such as a dislocation, which can be cured by massaging and restoring the original position.

Soon, more than a dozen students rushed up. There were a few more students, but Zhang Yang didn't care.

"I'll go first! I'm Gu Shaoqiang, a senior student. I have some internship experience. I also won the first place in massage therapy in the school's entire grade practice competition."

He is fair and chubby, wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, has a scholarly air, and his fat face looks much more mature than the average student.

He is the kind of person who, even if he is sitting in a hospital department, would not be thought of as an intern student, but more like a working doctor.

I saw him squatting down with a solemn face, gently pinching Chen Gang's knee, and immediately showed a surprised look.

"How about Brother Gu?"

"Yes, is the injury serious?"

…

It seems that Gu Shaoqiang is also well-known in the school. Most of the students who come up know his name and ask about it one after another.

"How is it possible? The knee bone is completely shattered. Even if it is operated on, it will not heal at all. I am afraid that I will have to use a wheelchair in the future."

Gu Shaoqiang didn't notice Chen Gang's disappointed and angry attitude at all, he shook his head and sighed.

"Really, Brother Gu? How is this possible?"

"Yeah, how can a little girl be so powerful? You know, he is the Taekwondo champion of Donghai City?"
To be continued...