Wen Shuo's expression was sincere and his words were sincere and reasonable. Everyone on and under the ring nodded and agreed, and whispered to echo.

Look...

This is called measurement, this is called ability!

This person is the best example who can truly represent our Peking University. Not only is he doing a good business, but he is also so generous. The key is that he still has absolute abilities - who would have thought that the fat chairman could defeat the Sanda King in a dignified manner on the ring and bend the world fighting champion Jiang Qinhao?

As for the fat man's obvious, his intention to deliberately mock Jiang Qinhao, in everyone's eyes, he can be ignored.

It’s not just ridicule you or attack you, it’s praise you, it’s respect for you!

To tell the truth.

Jiang Qinhao lay on the ground, his teeth tightly clenched, and his whole body was so angry that he twitched. He was not open, nor was he not open.

This day...

It's really impossible to pass it!

Where can anyone bully people like this?

"Come on, I'll help you up and try to stand up, don't let everyone worry about you all the time." Wen Shuo was very kind and enthusiastically reached out to support Jiang Qinhao's arm. He seemed to be very difficult to pull him up. Jiang Qinhao grinned, who had closed his eyes, but he felt that he had lost all his face. Fu Hongshen, who had gone all the time, didn't want to continue to be embarrassed. He went around to the other side to support Jiang Qinhao - he knew what other words would this damn fat man say, how many times would we lose face?

In desperation, Jiang Qinhao was helpless and blushed with aggrieved and angry, and was helped up with a red face and lowered his head. The damn fat man kindly supported him, but his big hand, like an iron hoop, pinched the soft flesh on the inside of his arm, rubbed his thumb back and forth...

The sourness and weakness made Jiang Qinhao's numb cheek twitch, and his arms were numb and uncontrollable, and he was terrified and screamed angrily.

So, I could only suffer so much.

"How is it?" Wen Shuo supported him and asked with concern: "Do you feel better?"

Jiang Qinhao lowered his head, blushed, and said in a muffled voice: "Yes."

"Wow, that's great!" The fat man showed an exaggerated expression of surprise, and finally let go of Jiang Qinhao's arm and no longer torture. He turned to others and said, "I'll just say that, Sanda King, Mr. Jiang Qinhao is not a false reputation. His attack power and ability to resist attack must be the best. Although I easily knocked down and fainted, it will not cause too serious substantial damage to him. Look, he will be fine so soon."

No one expected that everyone in the audience finally came to their senses and booed with great cooperation...

The fat man looked at everyone with an innocent face and a little angrily, questioning: "What are you doing for me? Let me tell the truth."

So, laughter broke out from the audience.

"Hey, hey, what do you mean?" The fat man became more and more angry, turned his head and said angrily and sincerely with concern: "Come on, Mr. Jiang Qinhao, show them a posture and do a few more movements to let them see, I wasn't telling lies just now."

Jiang Qinhao, who was already trembling with anger, suddenly raised his head and stared at the fat man with harmless expressions on his face, full of grievance and anger.

The fat man was startled by Jiang Qinhao's eyes, and shrank his neck and said timidly: "What's wrong?"

"Wen Shuo, I remember you!" Jiang Qinhao said viciously.

"Ah?" The fat man became more and more frightened and said aggrievedly: "We are a friendly match. We said that friendship is the first and second in the game. You, you won't be easily knocked down by me and you didn't even stand my blow and fainted from resisting my blow. You're too scrupulous, right? You'd have known this, I'd let you win, or, before the game, tell me, I'll give in to you, and I'll make a fake to make you win more beautiful."

"You..." Jiang Qinhao felt that his chest was tight and he couldn't bear it. Venus appeared in front of him, and he couldn't even speak.

The fat man continued to feel wronged and muttered clearly: "Can many world champions today rely on pre-game threatening their opponents not to win him, otherwise they will hold a grudge against others for the rest of their lives, and then make their opponents afraid and fear, and then make them fake and let them win?"

Jiang Qinhao's eyes turned black, and he couldn't get up in his throat in one breath. His legs suddenly became weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Fu Hongshen quickly supported him hard.

The fat man standing next to him also quickly reached out to support Jiang Qinhao, and then slapped Jiang Qinhao's back with his other hand, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

This powerful slap helped Jiang Qinhao cough, recover, stood firm again, and opened his eyes.

So the fat man was unpretentious and had a very sincere expression of worry and concern, slowly slugging, and continued to say to everyone: "Then, we are all students of Peking University. We must set an example. We cannot let others laugh at us as students of Peking University. We must have a low vision and narrow mind. We cannot say that we will despise and even humiliate the champion because of a failure of the championship. That would be wrong! Moreover, I was able to beat Jiang Qinhao today because of my good luck. In addition, Jiang Qinhao underestimated me too much and was too careless in the game, so he lost so badly."

Speaking of this, Wen Shuo turned his head and looked at Jiang Qinhao and said sincerely: "Mr. Jiang Qinhao, the so-called "learning one's mistakes" will lead you to wisdom. I believe that today's failure will make you grow a lot on the road of life and will not make such stupid mistakes as low-level and mentally retarded today. Oh, by the way, you must remember that it is not a mistake, but a few stupid mistakes in succession. In this way, you will definitely win more championships in the future. The most important thing is that you have grown up! Congratulations!"

After saying that, he reached out and held Jiang Qinhao's right hand, grabbed it and held it sincerely, and put it on his left hand and patted it gently, as if he was a senior who was teaching his juniors earnestly.

Jiang Qinhao was completely in a state of disconnection.

He was angry about why he didn't faint just now, so he realized that this damn fat man helped me pat my back and didn't faint, not to help me...

Is it the fuck that I continue to cause trouble?!

Fu Hongshen supported Jiang Qinhao and whispered to him: "Say a few polite words, it's time for us to leave..."

Jiang Qinhao shivered and immediately came to his senses. Damn, he was only angry and angry, but he didn't expect that the thirty-six strategies would be the best way to leave, but instead stood here stupidly, with a big face on his plate that made people laugh!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly looked at Wen Shuo beside him vigilantly, afraid that this guy would do something else when he heard Fu Hongshen's words.

But Wen Shuo smiled, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face.

Jiang Qinhao took a deep breath, held up a far-fetched smile, and said to everyone in the audience weakly: "Sorry, I'm not in good condition today, and I'm really careless because the schedule is tight. Today I will go on stage to have a fight with Chairman Wen. It's a performance for everyone. Thank you, I have to leave, thank you."

After saying that, he bowed slightly, turned around and left.

However, what he said just now almost exhausted his energy. This quick turn around made him feel like he was head-heavy. Fortunately, Fu Hongshen supported him.

Wen Shuo stood on the stage and said in surprise: "Mr. Jiang, show your hands to everyone, pose and take a mighty and domineering photo before leaving, let's take a photo..." After that, the fat man seemed to be impatient and could not wait to chase him.

Jiang Qinhao, who was originally top-heavy and weak, suddenly shivered and had a great potential. He broke away like a rabbit and broke away from Fu Hongshen's supportive hands. He quickly passed the rope, jumped off the steps, squeezed into the crowd, and rushed outside the crowd.

The fat man stood in the corner of the ring with regret and loss on his face, and waved to Jiang Qinhao: "King of Sanda, King of King Kong... Don't leave, we haven't taken a photo yet. It's not easy for everyone to invite you to come, and it's even more difficult to see you real person. Give us a chance!"

Jiang Qinhao fell to the ground, then got up, and ran out in a dusty state.

The crowd under the ring burst into laughter.

Fu Hongshen rushed through the crowd awkwardly and chased Jiang Qinhao.

The fat man sighed with regret, shook his head, spread his hands and said to everyone with great sincerity: "I'm sorry, I'm actually really lucky today. I don't know why I just beat Jiang Qinhao so much... Actually, when I fought before, I knew that I couldn't beat Jiang Qinhao at all, really."

Everyone laughed at first, then frowned and thought, savoring the previous fight.

As Wen Shuo said, everyone thought at that time that if Wen Shuo fought like that, he would definitely lose, but he would win.

The reason here is really inexplicable and incredible.

So, the only slightly reasonable answer was that Jiang Qinhao was careless, underestimated the enemy, and became proud, and then was hit by Wen Shuo's punch to a certain position on the head. By coincidence, he was stunned and lost.

The old saying goes, "Breaking the master's tutor to death"

It's not unreasonable!

Wen Shuo and Chairman Wen are indeed lucky enough.

However, it is enough to show that the fat chairman has strong personal practical ability. If all the luck is attributed to today's game, it is obviously unreasonable. However, the fat man has not received professional Sanda training, nor has he participated in this Sanda competition. He does not understand many rules and lacks experience in fighting on the ring.

"No matter what, I won anyway. If I explain anything, it seems like I am too modest. As the saying goes, too modest means pride." Wen Shuo's cheeks were slightly red, and he bowed slightly to everyone, showing a look of embarrassment, and said, "Okay, OK, I have taken up enough time today. I'm really sorry, your game begins quickly, I'll go downstairs and be the audience to cheer you up!"

"good!"

"Chairman Wen Niu!"

"atmosphere!"

In the audience, there were sincere, kind jokes, and cheers...

Suddenly there was a thunderous applause.

The fat man had already walked off the ring and got into the crowd. From time to time, he nodded and bowed to the students who were huddled by him. He smiled, chubby, a little honest, and more sincere.

Don't say anything else!
Chapter completed!