In a room at Sejong Hotel in Seoul.

A graceful woman was sitting in front of the computer typing, and the title in the document was dazzling: "Please save him!"

Five titles are red like blood.

After typing the last word, Tang Xiaomi couldn't help but stretch, with a look of relief on her face. She stood up and did fitness exercises in the room. However, before the movements were finished, a video chat invitation popped up on the computer, which was Liang Yingbo, president of Youth Daily.

Originally, as Tang Xiaomi, she was not qualified to get Liang Yingbo’s contact information, but there was no way. Who made her the hottest reporter now, the reporter who caused a sensation in China? Liang Yingbo should be a treasure.

Tang Xiaomi quickly accepted the invitation.

"Xiaomi, how are your manuscripts going? Is the news you said true? Ji Nian really agreed to the challenge of a normal school in Taekwondo Hall? Will be on the appointment tonight?" As soon as he answered Liang Yingbo, he couldn't wait to ask.

"Yes, the news is true and has spread here. I have already made the manuscript here. President, can such manuscripts be published? There will be no diplomatic conflicts between the two countries, right?" Tang Xiaomi pushed her glasses and asked in a low voice.

"Breaking nonsense, a manuscript can cause disputes between the two countries. Is it possible? Besides, we are rational about this matter, so don't be afraid. You don't know how popular Ji Nian is in China now. Now every hour, someone leaves a message on our website to ask about the latest trends. If there is such a thing, we must catch it. You should send the manuscript over quickly and I will approve it." Liang Yingbo was like a rushing monkey, and his words popped out like a machine gun.

"Okay, I'll send it now."

When Tang Xiaomi clicked to send, her nervous nerves relaxed. The rest of the matter had nothing to do with her, and the newspaper decided to go wherever she went. After receiving the manuscript, Liang Yingbo started reviewing it. After seeing it from beginning to end, he couldn't help but swear.

"Tang Xiaomi, you are such a talent. I didn't expect the manuscript to be so heart-wrenching. I believe that as long as this manuscript is posted, a click frenzy will be instantly launched, and our website will be pushed to a peak."

"But I don't want to earn clicks, I'm really angry. I'm paralyzed. You South Korea is bullying no one here, right? A teacher with a fourth-tier black belt is actually embarrassed to challenge a Chinese medicine doctor in our country. Do you still have the shame? You have the ability to compete with Chinese martial arts masters."

The chattering Liang Yingbo slapped the manuscript on the table and waved his hand at the editor in front of him.

"Don't move, send it!"

"yes."

Soon, this article "Please save him" was published on the website of the Youth Daily, and as Liang Yingbo guessed, a frenzy of thought started almost the moment the post was published. Everyone was browsing this article seriously, and the more they read it, the more they became, the more angry they became.

Tang Xiaomi's articles hit the nail on the head and every sentence is heartbreaking.

"Is there anyone who does this kind of thing for you Park Pharmaceutical? Ten girls in your angel plastic surgery agency disfigured, and all Korean doctors were helpless. It was Ji Nian who repays his grudges with kindness and personally takes action to solve this difficulty for you, turn decay into magic, and let the angel plastic surgery overcome the difficulties."

"But what did you do? When Ji Nian was provoked, all the Korean doctors present stayed far away, afraid of causing trouble. This is what you call moral education? It's ridiculous! When you ask Ji Nian for help, you pretend to be a grandson and kick it away without any need? How can you face it?"

"Li Chenghyun, the fourth section of the black belt of the Taekwondo official hall, stand up and ask you, why do you have a great Taekwondo master make things difficult for Ji Nian? Did he kill your whole family or owe you money and never pay it back? No, you haven't even met each other before, so you deliberately provoked you when you come up."

"Ji Nian doesn't agree, so you threaten the safety of the Chinese medicine delegation. Why do you do this? Just because there is a Zhengdaoguan standing behind you? Just because you are a Korean? Just because Ji Nian is in your Korean territory?"

"Doctor Ji, open your eyes and see clearly the people standing beside you. They are all wearing hypocritical cloaks, all wolves in sheep's clothing. When you need you, you will be humble and start to be arrogant after using it."

"I know you are thinking about the safety of your companions, but you don't need to take risks. The old saying goes, "A good gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. We are honest and upright, so why should we be like these hypocritical villains?"

"Please come forward and save Dr. Ji. I really don't know if he can come back this time. Even if he comes back, I believe he will be covered in bruises. Dr. Ji must have been terrible at that time."

"A Taekwondo black belt openly humiliated and challenged a Chinese medicine doctor. This is not an obvious bullying! All Chinese compatriots, please stand up and support Dr. Ji with your actions and intimidate Lee Seung-hyun with your language."

"Please save him!"

...

When this article was published, the Chinese Internet once again set off a fanatic craze. A series of indignant voices sounded, and a fanatical atmosphere burned. No one could tolerate such a thing happening. This was simply a ruthless trampling box humiliation of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine.

"Damn, have you heard that? Doctor Ji was bullied by those sticks again in Korea. I said, what do you guys mean? The medical skills were not good before, so I would just break up and take action this time, right?"

"It's too shameless and despicable. Who are you? You are Taekwondo black belt. Ji Nian is just a doctor. He challenges a doctor with the level of a black belt. You are so embarrassed to come out and give a challenge book. If you have the ability to come and play with me, you're paralyzed. I won't kill you!"

"Don't talk about those useless ones, hurry up and think about how to save Dr. Ji."

"I have a classmate over there, an international student. He has received the news and is ready to support Dr. Ji at any time. I'll contact him now."

"The Gangnam Dokan branch is right? Dear fellow countrymen, we are tourists coming to Seoul for tourism. When we heard about this news, we will kill us now. We are waiting there to see how the Korean stick is embarrassing!"

"Speed ​​point, fire support."

...

Headquarters of Dongzhou Provincial Military Association.

When Mao Chunsheng saw this post, he saw countless people's worries, he stood up from the chair, blew his beard and stared at him and roared angrily, "Are you all blind? Do you have ears? Can you not see or hear? A demonic master of national art like Ji Nian be beaten into a pig's head by a teacher with a four-stage black belt?"

"Forget it, it's a good thing for him not to bully others. Can others beat him? Can you beat him? Ji Nian, this must be your trap. You must want to win sympathy in this way. It's too hypocritical! It's too pretentious!"

The principals of the top ten super martial arts schools also yelled in a frustration.

The entire Dongzhou Provincial Martial Arts Association was almost angry to death by sympathy and worrying about Ji Nian's reply.

...

Song Family, Zhonghai City, Study Room.

The scenery here at dusk is the most charming. You can breathe the tempting fragrance of flowers in the garden outside by opening the window. Turn around and take a deeper look. The smell of ink can be smelled from the nose. A wooden window separates two smells, as if it is two worlds.

Song Ao was sitting in the study at this moment. He looked up and swept to Song Tan with a little uneasy expression, and asked with a smile: "You should be worried about Ji Nian in your heart, right?"

"Yes, dad, do you think Ji Nian can really withstand it? Yes, he swept away the top ten martial arts schools in the Martial Arts Association here, but it is South Korea after all, and he, a foreigner, will be hated there. If he is attacked by those group of Taekwondo, I am really worried that he will not be able to resist."

"Dad, don't we have an industry in Seoul? Can you please help me and let me go over and watch it. If you really encounter any danger, we..."

Before Song Tan could finish his words, she was interrupted by Song Ao shook his hand: "How about us? Do you still want to save Ji Nian?"

"I..." Song Tan struggled.

"I know you have a lot of recognition of Ji Nian in your heart, and you also regard him as a brother, but you have to remember one thing that you are a member of the Song family and the future head of the Song family. You must take the interests of the Song family first in everything you do. Ji Nian can completely reject such things, but he insists on accepting the challenge, so he has to bear the consequences himself."

"You can't make any blind decisions because of your personal feelings. If you really do what you said, our industry there will definitely be a blow. So if you want to use family power, you don't even think about it. What you can do now is pray for him." Song Ao's cold face exuded a force that could not be refused.

"But Dad, you didn't say that before. You said that I have a good vision and Ji Nian deserves close friends. Why has it changed like this now?" Song Tan seemed to be a wild beast trapped in the cage unwillingly roared with a frustration.

"I said this, but there is a premise that Ji Nian is useful to you. Now he is far away in Korea, what can it be useful to you? Not to mention that after tonight, he may not be a mess. Can a disabled person help you? Our Song family will not deal with the disabled." Song Ao said mercilessly.

"I…"

"Shut up, don't say it anymore. This matter is settled. Let him ask for more blessings!" Song Ao said coldly, then stood up and walked out of the study room, leaving Song Tan himself here.

"You will stay here tonight and think about your mistakes behind closed doors!"

Song Tan looked a little confused. He swept across the wall and fell on the petals outside. After a brief confusion, he suddenly woke up. A terrifying light burst out from his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Dad, grandpa said that making friends is also a compulsory course for the head of the family. If you are not careful in making friends, it means that I will do the same. I believe in my eyes. I am full of confidence in Ji Nian, sneered, and then walked in decisively without hesitation. So even without the help of the family, I will stand on his side. Ji Nian, I am waiting for you to come back here, and I must come back safely!"

Just when the country was in full swing again, Ji Nian had already appeared in the Jiangnan branch temple of Zhengdaoguan. Standing outside, he scanned the open dojo at the dojo where the door was open, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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