Very pure and very ambiguous

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Xiao Qing had been helping out in the kitchen before opening the door, and now that Lan Ling had arrived, Lan Ling also volunteered to assist.
This gave Xiao Qing a chance to subtly inquire about Yang Ming's background.
"Lingling, so you and Yang Ming met in Tengchong?" Xiao Qing was quite
surprised to hear about Lan Ling's background.
"Yes, later... I followed him to Songjiang." Despite Lan Ling's boldness in front of Yang Ming, she
was still a bit shy in front of outsiders.
Xiao Qing organized the information she had gathered. All she knew was that Yang Ming came from an ordinary working-class family, and
after the college entrance examination, he went to Tengchong with Zhang Bin and gambled on some stones.
That was the general information, and Xiao Qing didn't find anything particularly special about it.
During the meal, Liu Weishan formally introduced Xiao Qing to Yang Ming: "Yang Ming, this is my goddaughter, Xiao Qing.
She also works at Songjiang University of Technology, teaching Java. You're studying computer science, so I might be teaching
you in the future."
"Hehe, Mr. Liu, actually, I've known Sister Xiao Qing for a long time." Yang Ming recounted the incident on the bus
.
"What a coincidence! Qingqing, please take good care of Yang Ming at school from now on," Liu
Weishan said happily.
"I know, I will," Xiao Qing nodded and replied with a smile.
After dinner, Liu Weishan called Yang Ming into his study, took a box from the bookcase, and
said to Yang Ming, "Yang Ming, this gift is far too valuable. I appreciate your kindness, but you
should take it back."
Yang Ming glanced at it; it was the jadeite he had given her. He said, "Mr. Liu,
I've already given you the gift. This jadeite is of little use to me. I heard you enjoy carving these things for your own
amusement, so please accept it."
"Yang Ming, you need money right now. This jadeite is worth at least two to three million
on . What can an old man like me do?" Liu Weishan shook his head and smiled wryly. "You don't need
to feel obligated to repay me for what I've done for you. I'm a professor; anyone eager to learn can become my
student. Besides, I only gave you a few pointers."
"Mr. Liu, I really don't want to repay you. I gave this jadeite as a gift because I felt that it
would be most useful in your hands," Yang Ming said with a smile.
"Since you put it that way, then so be it. I collect jade for the enjoyment of carving. Once I
've finished carving, I'll give you the finished product, and you can sell it for a better price then," Liu Weishan
said .
"This..." Yang Ming felt a bit like he was getting something for nothing. Through
what he'd heard and seen , Yang Ming had learned about the market value of Liu Weishan's work; many people wanted Liu Weishan to carve for them but couldn't find a way!
Now, Old Liu was offering such generous terms.
"Alright, it's settled then. I'm an old man, I have no use for this stuff," Liu Weishan
waved .
During the National Day holiday, Yang Ming had been practicing his strength using the method Fang Tian had taught him. Yang Ming didn't
feel a significant improvement in his strength, but on the seventh day, when he punched a tree trunk, he heard
a "crack" as his fist sank into the trunk. Yang Ming was shocked to discover that he had completely destroyed the tree's
internal meridians; now the inside was as soft as a sponge!
It seemed Fang Tian's method was very effective. Yang Ming didn't wait until nightfall; instead, he
went directly to Fang Tian during the day. He was extremely excited. It seemed his punches and kicks had reached a certain level of power.
Even without measuring, Yang Ming believed that a single punch was now enough to break an enemy's ribs.
"You're here?" Fang Tian was making dumplings when he saw Yang Ming and asked casually.
"Yes," Yang Ming replied, washing his hands at the sink before helping Fang Tian make dumplings.
"Looks like you've completed the task I gave you, otherwise all this dumpling-making would have been for nothing." Fang Tian pinched
a dumpling and placed it on the bamboo mat beside him.
"Exactly seven days," Yang Ming laughed. "I broke a tree."
"Alright, that's enough strength." Fang Tian nodded in satisfaction, then said, "As
an assassin, strength is secondary. Skill is what matters. Assassins are different from martial arts masters, and they're not like those in Taekwondo or
Karate . Those require a long-term foundation, step-by-step, solid training to become
top performers. But assassins are all about killing. In many cases, it's a single, fatal blow. So, you must
know the vital points on the human body. Next, I'll explain in detail some
potentially . Okay, I'll go cook some dumplings."
"Huh?" Yang Ming was a little taken aback by Fang Tian's abrupt change in tone. One minute he was talking about
killing , the next he was talking about eating dumplings. This sent a chill down Yang Ming's spine, reminding him of the
movie "The Untold Story."
Fang Tian boiled water, then casually retrieved a pile of scraps of paper from under the stove, pulled out
a few sheets, and handed them to Yang Ming: "These are the main acupoints on the human body. Take a look at them first. I haven't gone out
to buy books these past few days, but this stuff doesn't matter, it's just an introduction. Luckily, I didn't burn these sheets."
Yang Ming broke out in a cold sweat. Using this kind of stuff to start a fire? This old man Fang was truly extraordinary! Yang Ming took
the acupoint chart and began to look at it. It was no different from what Yang Ming had seen at the Traditional Chinese Medicine hospital.
Yang Ming's memory was quite good, and he used the time before dinner to roughly memorize the main acupoints.
As for what these acupoints did, it wasn't written on it, and Yang Ming didn't care.
"There are slight differences in some acupoints between men and women, but none of them are major acupoints. They won't
affect ." Fang Tian threw the dumplings into the pot and put the lid on. "There are a total of 409 acupoints on the human body,
including 361 acupoints on the fourteen meridians and 48 extra meridian acupoints. Among these, 108
acupoints will show obvious symptoms after being struck or pressed by external force. Of these 108 acupoints,
36 major acupoints known as 'fatal points.' If they are not treated in time after being struck or pressed, their lives will be
in danger. As an assassin, you only need to know these 36 acupoints. Because you are not a martial arts
master, you don't need to learn acupoint striking. Now, I'll tell you, find them on the diagram. What you need to do now
is memorize their locations."
Yang Ming nodded and said, "I understand." Then he picked up a pen and prepared.
"The brow point is located between the eyebrows. The forehead point is located one inch above the brow point. The temple point is
self-explanatory. The occipital point is located above the occipital protuberance. The Jueyin point is located on both sides of the back of the head, behind the mastoid process
, between Fubai and Wangu. The Huagai point is located at the midpoint of the junction of the manubrium and body of the sternum, two inches below the Tiantu point..."
Yang Ming marked each point on the diagram until Fang Tian finished explaining all thirty-six points.
"The next step is to accurately identify the points. Take this diagram back and memorize the locations of
these ," Fang Tian instructed.
"No need, I've already memorized them." Yang Ming's memory was outstanding; thirty-six
points were nothing compared to the English words he had memorized before.
"Not bad." Fang Tian nodded, offering a light compliment. "Let's eat first, the dumplings are ready
. Dong Jun will bring over a mannequin used in medical school teaching in a bit. Your job is to quickly
find the acupoints on it."
Fang Tian ladled the dumplings into two plates and said, "There's soy sauce, vinegar, and chili oil over there; help
yourself if you want."
Yang Ming nodded and prepared a small dish of dipping sauce for himself.
To be honest, the cabbage and pork dumplings Fang Tian made were really delicious; Yang Ming ate one and a half plates in one go.
Fang Tian didn't have a big appetite; a few were enough for him.
Not long after they finished eating, Dong Jun arrived, carrying a mannequin, which he placed on the floor as soon as he entered.
"This thing is quite heavy!" Dong Jun said, wiping his brow.
"There are dumplings over there; cook them yourself if you want," Fang Tian said, pointing to the work surface.
Dong Jun nodded and went to get some. Yang Ming looked at the mannequin on the floor, somewhat surprised. How could they even get their hands on something like this? These things aren't usually sold
to the public, are they? However, Yang Ming then thought of Dong Jun's profession and was speechless. This thing was most likely smuggled from some medical academy! Fang Tian called to Yang Ming, lifted the dummy up, and leaned it against the corner of the wall. Chapter 202 School Beauty Post "In a moment, you will use the diagram in your hand to mark . What you need to do is be able to feel these acupoints even with your eyes closed." Fang Tian pointed to the dummy and said, "In many cases, the location of acupoints can only be determined by feeling, such as when you are far from the target, or when you are in close combat. But many times, time does not allow you to make a judgment, so recognizing acupoints becomes entirely a matter of feeling. Simply put, practice makes perfect, just like touch typing on a computer. Even if you change to a different keyboard, if you are familiar with its structure, you can still touch type." Yang Ming nodded, indicating that he understood. Without wasting any time, he immediately began to mark the acupoints. "As an assassin, you must accurately identify these acupoints and understand their functions," Fang Tian continued There's a tongue twister about the functions of these acupoints; you can memorize it: 'Baihui falls to the ground, Weilu never returns home, Zhangmen is struck, nine out of ten die, Taiyang and Yamen, surely meet the King of Hell, knees below die suddenly. ' Baihui acupoint is located at the intersection of the midline of the head and the line connecting the tips of both ears. It belongs to the Du meridian, and is the meeting point of the three Yang Being struck there will cause dizziness and unconsciousness. Shenting is located five fen (approximately 1.5 cm) from the hairline at the front of the head." This point belongs to the Du Meridian and is the meeting point of the Du Meridian and the Bladder Meridian of Foot Taiyang. Being struck here causes dizziness and a feeling of pressure in the head. The Taiyang point is located about one inch behind the outer corner of the eye , in a depression. It belongs to the Extraordinary Point category ; being struck here causes dizziness, blurred vision, and tinnitus. The Ermen point is located in front of the superior notch of the tragus, in a depression that appears when the mouth is open. It belongs to the Sanjiao Meridian of Hand Shaoyang. Being struck here causes tinnitus, dizziness, and collapse… Yang Ming not only located the acupoints but also, according to Fang Tian's description, marked the functions of each meridian on them. The entire dummy was covered with dense markings in small characters. “Your current task is to quickly understand the location and function of these acupoints,” Fang Tian said . “I will make you a wooden dummy as soon as possible; this plastic dummy is obviously not very durable and will probably break after a few hits.” With that, Fang Tian turned and left, leaving Yang Ming to study the acupoints. A moment later, the sound of clattering and striking instruments echoed in Fang Tian's courtyard. After Dong Jun finished eating the dumplings, he got up to leave. He knew he needed to be absent while Fang Tian was teaching him these things . So he left his phone number with Yang Ming, telling him to call him anytime if he needed anything. Not long after, Fang Tian came in, carrying a simple wooden figure. Although the workmanship was rough , the proportions were very precise. "How's it going?" Fang Tian asked, glancing at the silent Yang Ming. "Almost there." Yang Ming nodded. "Good, now I'll randomly name some acupoints, and you immediately point them out to me on this wooden figure." Fang Tian said, "Ready?" "I'll try." Yang Ming glanced at the mannequin one last time, then turned back. "Intermediate!" Fang Tian said. "Four inches below the navel." Yang Ming quickly pointed to the location. Fang Tian nodded: "Qi Men." Yang Ming pointed to it again as instructed. "Too high, a little lower," Fang Tian said calmly. "Sixth rib above, second rib below." Under Fang Tian's intensive training, Yang Ming could now quickly locate the various acupoints . If there were any mistakes, Fang Tian would offer a reminder. "Not bad, but your reaction is still a little slow," Fang Tian said. "You're not very familiar with acupoints yet. After I say the name of an acupoint, you'll unconsciously translate it in your mind. For example, the intermediate acupoint— after I say it, you'll unconsciously remember that its location is four inches below the navel. This process must be omitted ." "That is to say, if I casually say the name of an acupoint, you'll immediately point to its location , instead of considering its position. For example, if I say where the eyes are, you can immediately point to their location, instead of first thinking in your mind that the eyes are on the head, above the nose and below the forehead. Do you understand what I mean?" "I understand what you mean," Yang Ming understood that Fang Tian was trying to free him from those memory-aiding explanations, but this required an adaptation process.

"Alright, you can go back now." Fang Tian pulled a plastic bag from under the bed and said, "
After you get back, continue soaking your hands and feet in these Chinese medicines as before. Don't skip your strength training every morning. While focusing on
strength , try to increase your punching speed. Then find a stopwatch and time yourself
to see how many punches you can throw in a minute. Many times, punching speed is the key to victory. Especially in close combat, if
your punch is faster than your opponent's, then you win."
"The reason is simple. You should have watched 'Saint Seiya' when you were a kid, right? The reason Seiya won his first
battle was because his punching speed was faster than his opponent's. What
was his special move called? Right, it's called Pegasus Meteor Fist. Of course, reaching his level of speed is nonsense; I'm just giving an
example ."
Yang Ming broke out in a cold sweat: Saint Seiya? That's a show from the 90s, isn't it?
Seeing Yang Ming's strange expression, Fang Tian laughed and said, "I saw it on TV in the detention center when I was bored
, haha."
Yang Ming certainly couldn't carry a dummy and a wooden village back to school, so he had no choice but to arrange
to practice at Fang Tian's place every night.
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"Yang Ming, have you been on the school's BBS?" Zhang Bin asked Yang Ming excitedly as soon as the National Day holiday ended
.
"The school's BBS? What's up?" Yang Ming remembered registering an account on it at the beginning of the semester
but hadn't been on it since.
"There's a popular post about the beautiful freshmen!" Zhang Bin said, "I don't
know which guy posted it, but he uploaded all the photos of the freshmen beauties and is now doing a manhunt to collect their
information!"
"Hmm?" Although Yang Ming already had two girlfriends, he was still quite interested in the beauties on campus
; after all, what man doesn't like looking at beautiful women?
"You've seen it?" Yang Ming asked as he opened his laptop.
"Not yet, I only heard it from a pervert in Class 1 when I went upstairs," Zhang Bin said. "
Log in to the 'Hot Gossip' section!"
Yang Ming clicked on the "Hot Gossip" section as instructed, then asked, "Where is it?"
"The pinned post, that... yeah, this post... Holy crap, it's got over 30,000 views?"
Zhang Bin exclaimed.
Yang Ming opened the post; the campus network was very fast, and the pictures quickly appeared. Most of
the pictures were taken with a mobile phone, the resolution wasn't very clear, and there was no detailed information. It seemed like some
bored pervert had taken them casually.
"Isn't that Sister-in-law?" Zhang Bin said in surprise, pointing to the first picture.
The first photo was indeed of Chen Mengyan, taken near the School of Economics and Management building, obviously taken
secretly . However, the angle was excellent; Chen Mengyan was looking up, seemingly gazing at something, and the whole photo had
an indescribable freshness.
The poster had even specially noted below: This girl has the potential to become the new campus beauty of the freshman year.
Yang Ming shook his head. It seemed beautiful women attracted attention everywhere. Scrolling down the webpage, Yang Ming actually
saw Zhou Jiajia.
Was this little vixen also a candidate for school beauty? However, judging from her looks alone, Zhou Jiajia wasn't much less attractive than Chen Mengyan.
"Isn't that Zhou Jiajia? The girl we saw together at dinner the other day!" Zhang Bin
said excitedly, pointing at Zhou Jiajia's photo.
Judging from his expression, he clearly didn't remember that this girl had ever had a nude chat with him. But that's understandable;
with so many netizens, who could remember so many details?
Yang Ming looked down further. Not all the pictures in the post were of stunning beauties; some were just average-looking
, or perhaps not photogenic. However, a few photos looked very familiar. Yang Ming didn't think much of it. Firstly,
the photos weren't very clear, and secondly, they were all from the same school; it was very possible they had met somewhere before,
so it was normal for them to look familiar.
At the end of the post, the poster called on everyone to conduct a manhunt and collect information on these beauties
to supplement the list. Looking at the replies, most
were from repressed guys saying things like "I want you to be my girlfriend" and "So pretty, I like you."
"Boss, what do you think about me posting your girlfriend's information?" Zhang Bin said with a wicked grin.
"You dare!" Yang Ming glared at him and closed the post.
Chapter 203 Sun Jie's Reaction
Yang Ming couldn't say anything about this. While university beauty
pageants aren't popular anymore, beautiful women are still a focus for guys. It's understandable that someone would post something like this. Like
Yang Ming himself, wasn't he also somewhat tempted by Zhang Bin's words and glanced at the post?
First-year computer science courses are extremely dry and boring. They mainly cover basic computer knowledge
and system operations. There's no in-depth study, and with some non-major courses, it's almost
no different .
A month passed quickly. Besides attending classes every day, Yang Ming got up at five o'clock every
morning to practice strength and speed in the small woods north of the school, and then went to Fang
Tian's place in the evening to learn assassination techniques.
After a period of adaptation, Yang Ming no longer needed to mentally translate the locations and
effects . Instead, he made rational judgments reflexively.
During simulated combat training with Fang Tian, Yang Ming could quickly find the most advantageous position for himself
and the most fatal position for the enemy to strike.
Although he sometimes hesitated, if the opponent was not an experienced assassin like Fang Tian,
Yang Ming could basically kill them with one move. Now, looking back, he realized that during his fight with Ji Shuisheng, he must
have unintentionally struck one of Ji Shuisheng's vital points, which led to Ji Shuisheng's death.
"Alright, you've basically mastered the location and function of these vital acupoints on the human body. The rest is just
a matter of practice makes perfect." Fang Tian nodded, indicating his general satisfaction. "But next, I'm going to teach you how to
use the tools around you to increase your killing efficiency."
"In many cases, killing doesn't necessarily require physical force. Knives and clubs can also become murder weapons. But
for an assassin, anything around us can be used to kill. You can't
carry knives, guns, or clubs with you all the time, right? For example, on airplanes, trains, or in some special situations,
you're simply not allowed to carry these things."
"Or perhaps you never intended to kill anyone; it was just a spur-of-the-moment decision. In that case, you need to learn to
make good use everything around you! For example, a rope, a chopstick, a water bottle, a cell phone battery
, or even a piece of paper can all become murder weapons! It all depends on whether you know how to use them properly."
"A piece of paper can kill?" Yang Ming looked at Fang Tian incredulously.
"That's right. Even a slightly new banknote can be used as a murder weapon. As long as
you control well, it can still sever a person's throat!" Fang Tian said calmly, "There's a
common technique for identifying these things: they must be sharp, thin, and fine. As long as any of these three characteristics is met, it can be used as a
murder weapon. Of course, not all murder weapons must meet these three conditions. Those that don't meet these conditions
can still become murder weapons. For example, a teacup or a lamp, etc. In short, if used
properly , theoretically, anything around you can kill."
Yang Ming listened very carefully and attentively. Although he didn't want to become a professional assassin, as his
abilities were exposed, people would definitely come looking for trouble. And these things would be his magic weapons for self-protection.
In the days that followed, Yang Ming began practicing throwing knives with Fang Tian. This was at Yang Ming's insistence,
because Fang Tian felt that this skill wasn't very useful in today's society. Cold weapons like hidden weapons could never
match the speed of firearms. Of course, the speed depicted in martial arts movies is nonsense and doesn't
exist .
To Fang Tian's surprise, Yang Ming, with almost no training, only mastered the throwing force and technique, yet
his accuracy reached 99%, or even 100%. He only missed a few times initially;
afterwards, Yang Ming was almost always right.
Here, Yang Ming took a shortcut. Yang Ming
's
perfect accuracy was due to his eyesight; he could see infinitely far, meaning he was essentially throwing the knife at a target right in front of him—how could he not hit it!
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Yun Guangdu was extremely frustrated. Black Widow's Revenge Company had suddenly announced the suspension of all business. Although the deposit
and everything else had been refunded, and he hadn't suffered any loss, Yun Guangdu was very unhappy, feeling that Yang Ming was
the biggest obstacle in his pursuit of Sun Jie.
Yun Guangdu had his assistant develop the photos of Yang Ming assaulting someone, and burned the video onto a CD.
After verifying everything, he anonymously sent the CD to Sun Jie's company.
Sun Jie looked at the anonymous package in her hand with amusement. These days, courier companies can deliver packages even without
a sender's . Sun Jie shook her head, opened the package, and a stack of photos and a
CD fell out.
Sun Jie picked up the photos first, exclaiming "Huh!" in surprise as she looked at
the man assaulting someone in the photos. How could it be him? Sun Jie's heart tightened suddenly, and she involuntarily recalled the intimate moment in
the restroom . That heart-pounding feeling was unforgettable.
Had he sent her these photos? Sun Jie quickly dismissed the thought.
The Yang Ming wasn't such a bored person, and besides, it seemed Yang Ming didn't even care about her!
Sun Jie felt utterly defeated. Although she hadn't intended to pursue a relationship with him at the time,
girls ' psychology is always strange; even knowing it's impossible, they still crave attention.
Sun Jie sighed softly, banishing the "bad" thoughts from her mind and
calmly observing the scene in the photo. It was in front of a coffee shop called "Petty Bourgeois Chic," showing Yang Ming beating
someone. The person's face wasn't clearly visible in the photo, leaving Sun Jie puzzled. Who sent her the photo? What was their
purpose?
She certainly didn't think Yang Ming would be so bored as to use his beating to attract her, but besides Yang Ming,
who else knew about their relationship? And what was this person trying to achieve?
Sun Jie inserted the disc into her computer. It was a video disc, and the computer's CD drive recognized it,
automatically playing it through the system's media player.
The video content was the same as the photo—a complete recording of Yang Ming beating someone.
"Click!" Sun Jie clicked the pause button below the playback screen, freezing the image.
Sun Jie shook her head, a slight smile playing on her lips: "Isn't this Yun Guangdu's driver?"
It turned out that Liu Xiaosheng in the video had briefly raised his head—a fleeting moment, easily missed if one wasn't paying close
attention. Yun Guangdu overlooked this detail, but the observant Sun Jie noticed it immediately.
After a moment's thought, Sun Jie burst into laughter, understanding Yun Guangdu's intention! This guy must
have somehow found out that Yang Ming was her boyfriend, and to tarnish his image, he deliberately had his driver
, Liu Xiaosheng, stage a staged injury.
"Yun Guangdu, Yun Guangdu, your driver got beaten up for nothing! Haha, I'm dying of laughter!" Sun Jie
laughed until tears streamed down her face: "Are there really such idiots in the world?"
After laughing, Sun Jie removed the CD, put it in its sleeve, and placed it in the drawer. Then she picked up the stack of photos on
the table , her eyes filled with amusement: "You looked quite stylish when you were beating people up! Hehe, Yun Guangdu,
you don't even know what my Sun family does, and you still want to pursue me?"
At this moment, the internal phone on the table rang, and Sun Jie quickly answered it.
"General Manager, a man claiming to be your cousin wants to see you at the company," Sun Jie's secretary said.
"My cousin? Is that Sun Zhiwei? Tell him to come up." Sun Jie instructed the person on the other end of the phone.
A short while later, there was a knock at the door. Sun Jie put away Yang Ming's photo on the table and said,
"Come in."
"Sister, I'm here." Sun Zhiwei was extremely respectful in front of Sun Jie. He had always been afraid of this very
formidable older sister, and she had often disciplined him.
"Zhiwei, what's up?" Sun Jie smiled. "Why are you being so hesitant? Just say what's on your mind ."
"Um… you promised to go with me to buy a car… you were busy that time, so I couldn't go. I wonder
if it's possible ?" Sun Zhiwei asked cautiously.
"Oh, is that it? I promised you, so of course I'll buy it for you. What car do you like
?" Sun Jie asked.
"I want to buy a Ferrari 599GT B-Fiorano…" Sun Zhiwei said tremblingly.
"How much?" Sun Jie wasn't very knowledgeable about cars.
"Over three million eight hundred thousand, which is nearly four million... After the paperwork, it's about four million five hundred thousand..."
Sun Zhiwei hesitated, not daring to look up.
"What? Nearly four million?" Sun Jie gasped!
Chapter 204 Victim Zhang Bin
The Sun family is wealthy, and four or five million is nothing to them, not to mention to Sun Jie herself!
But spending money like this isn't right, is it? Sun Zhiwei is just a college student, is it
necessary to buy such an expensive car? His own Audi R8 only costs around two million, and this guy bought a car for over four million?
Sun Jie's face immediately darkened: "Did your uncle agree to you buying this car?"
"No... no." Sun Zhiwei didn't dare to lie, because he knew that even if he lied,
even if bought the car for him, she could still get it back if she found out she had been cheated.
"How about this, I'll buy you a Porsche Boxster, a friend of mine bought one, and
the performance is pretty good." Sun Jie shook her head and said.
"A Porsche? Okay..." Sun Zhiwei didn't dare object. It was good enough that they bought him one; what
more could ? Besides, this was much better than a bicycle. Although it wasn't even a million, it was still
a Porsche, a prestigious name!
"How about this, I'll have my assistant go with you later. Once you've chosen the color, you can pick it up." Sun Jie had many company matters to handle
every day , so she couldn't personally accompany Sun Zhiwei to buy the car.
"Thank you, sis." Sun Zhiwei thought for a moment. He hadn't seen anyone driving such a cool car at school yet
; the best they had were BMWs and Mercedes! The best sports cars he could see were Hyundai Coupes, and the others
were Geely Beauty Leopards or Zhonghua Coolbaos. They weren't even in the same league as Porsches.
"Go back to school and study hard, don't cause any trouble! If I find out you've caused trouble, see how I deal with
you!" Sun Jie glared at him and warned.
"Okay, sis..." Sun Zhiwei nodded repeatedly.
After seeing Sun Zhiwei off, Sun Jie shook her head and went back to work.
Liu Zhaojun was extremely unhappy after being discharged from the hospital. A very noticeable scar on his face would be a lifelong source of pain.
He blamed it all on Yang Ming and his gang.
If they hadn't beaten him, he wouldn't have been able to go on a one-night stand in his bad mood!
People are always like this; they like to blame external factors for their misfortunes
and never consider their own reasons.
Liu Zhaojun's biggest desire now was revenge; otherwise, he would lose all face. Having just gone from a
freshman to a senior, if he let it go like this, he would have to live a life of humiliation from now on
!
Liu Zhaojun consulted with Li Jiasheng and decided it was best
to discuss .
"Aren't you usually so capable? You can handle everything at our school, right?" Ren Jianren glanced at
Liu Zhaojun . "You've really disgraced our Taekwondo club!"
"These freshmen are so clueless, they don't even recognize me..." Liu
Zhaojun said sheepishly.
"Don't recognize you? Why don't you just say our Taekwondo club's name? They wouldn't dare make a move after that!"
Ren Jianren sneered. "I think you tried to show off but failed miserably."
"I did! Of course I did! I immediately said I was the vice president of the Taekwondo club!"
Liu Zhaojun quickly replied.
"Yes, Vice President Liu said that, I can vouch for it!" Li Jiasheng added.
"Oh?" Ren Jianren frowned. "So, this brat isn't afraid of our Taekwondo
club? But you're quite something, getting beaten up by a freshman!"
"I was beaten up by all three of them! I can't fight four hands with two fists, let alone six!" Liu Zhaojun lied
; he didn't dare say he was beaten by one person—that would be too embarrassing.
"Yeah, President Ren, he doesn't take the Taekwondo club seriously at all, and aside from his boastful words that Taekwondo
is nothing special! Even if the president were here, he could still be taken down!" Li Jiasheng
added fuel .
"Really? Damn!" Ren Jianren roared in anger. "Look how arrogant he is! If we don't teach him a lesson, he won't
know his place!"
"Right! The president's move is a sure thing!" Liu Zhaojun, seeing his goal achieved, quickly flattered him.
"Exactly, let him know why flowers are so red!" Li Jiasheng added.
Ren Jianren, also a top athlete, had been immersed in Taekwondo training since childhood and had now reached
the black belt level. He had even represented Songjiang University of Technology in the National University Taekwondo Competition. He was quite a formidable
figure.
The more impressive someone is, the more arrogant they become. He was always concerned with his reputation, and now that he had been bullied
so badly, he naturally couldn't contain his anger.
Seeing that Ren Jianren agreed to help him vent his anger, Liu Zhaojun was overjoyed. Ren Jianren was
much , so dealing with those guys shouldn't be a problem.
"When are we going to take care of those kids?" Liu Zhaojun naturally wanted it to be as soon as possible.
"Let's do it now. Anyway, I have nothing else to do, so I'll go with you!" Ren Jianren said.
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Coincidentally, Zhang Bin had just returned from Zhao Sisi's dormitory building when he encountered Liu Zhaojun and Ren Jianren's
group.
"Ha!" Liu Zhaojun chuckled. There's a saying, "Enemies meet on a narrow road," and it seems to be true!
Liu Zhaojun pointed at Zhang Bin and shouted, "It's him! He's one of them!"
"Really? It's him?" Ren Jianren glanced at Zhang Bin's skinny, scrawny appearance and frowned. This
guy was the one who beat Liu Zhaojun until his head bled? He didn't look like him!
But there's a saying: don't judge a book by its cover. Often, unassuming guys
possess extraordinary skills. So Ren Jianren stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Bin by the collar: "Kid, wait,
you stop right there!"
Zhang Bin turned around and looked at Ren Jianren in confusion: "Who are you? Do I know you?"
"Hmph, you should know me, right?" Liu Zhaojun jumped over.
"You? Oh, I remember now, aren't you the guy who slept with someone else's girlfriend and got beaten up?"
Zhang Bin was stunned, finally remembering who this guy was.
"Stop talking nonsense, I'm asking you, do you know who I am?" Ren Jianren asked with a cold snort.
"Who are you?" Zhang Bin thought to himself, why do people always seem to know
who I am?
"I'm Ren Jianren, the president of the Taekwondo club! I heard you're pretty arrogant?" Ren Jianren shoved Zhang Bin backward,
causing him to stumble.
"Bitch?" Zhang Bin didn't understand. Someone actually called him a bitch?
Ren Jianren took this as a provocation, a deliberate insult! Yes
, from childhood to adulthood, Ren Jianren had been ridiculed countless times because of his name! So he wanted to become stronger and defeat
all those who mocked him!
Thus, he became unusually sensitive about his name, and upon hearing Zhang Bin's words, he became extremely
angry! Normally, according to school rules, fighting wasn't allowed on campus; it could easily result in
a demerit.
Usually, a reason was used, such as an invitation to spar, a plausible excuse.
Ren Jianren planned to arrange a time to challenge Zhang Bin and his group.
But now Ren Jianren had lost his mind. Hearing Zhang Bin curse him, he immediately went berserk
and kicked Zhang Bin with a flying kick. Zhang Bin was no match for him and was sent sprawling.
"Get up! You little punk, aren't you so tough? You were cursing me, weren't you? You looked down on me, weren't you? I
'll show you what the Taekwondo club is all about!" Before Zhang Bin could react, Ren Jianren kicked him
hard , making Zhang Bin convulse.
"Ah!" Zhang Bin screamed, feeling like his stomach was about to burst! When had he ever been beaten like this
? Back in high school, he had never caused any trouble.
"Damn, you think you're so tough!" Ren Jianren kicked Zhang Bin in the face again: "I could
kick !"
Zhang Bin's nose bled from the kick, and he curled up on the ground screaming in pain. But Ren Jianren
showed no sign of letting him go, delivering several more heavy kicks before finally venting his anger.
"Pah!" Ren Jianren spat a mouthful of phlegm onto Zhang Bin's face, and was about to kick him again
when Liu Zhaojun stopped him.
Fearing further violence would cause trouble, Liu Zhaojun quickly said, "President Ren, this kid is just a nobody.
Their mastermind is Yang Ming!"
"Fine, kid, you go back and tell Yang Ming to set a time. I want to challenge him! Hmm, let's set it for
next Monday!" Ren Jianren stopped hitting Zhang Bin and laughed loudly, "No, Liu Zhaojun,
you should go and personally inform Yang Ming and issue him a challenge! Tell him that if he doesn't come, he's a coward!"
Chapter 205 Zhang Bin in Trouble
"Me?" Liu Zhaojun didn't expect Ren Jianren to actually send him to deliver the message! Wasn't this just asking for a beating?
"What, you don't even dare to go? I'm standing up for you now, and this is all the courage you have?"
Ren Jianren said disdainfully.
"No...I..." Liu Zhaojun gritted his teeth. It wasn't like he was going to fight; it was just delivering a message.
It should be fine, right? So he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go right now!"
Liu Zhaojun inquired his way to Yang Ming's dormitory. Luckily, Yang Ming wasn't there. Liu Zhaojun slipped
the challenge letter under the door and hurriedly ran off.
Yang Ming returned to his dormitory from Fang Tian's place and found the letter on the floor. He was puzzled.
What ? Yang Ming initially thought it was just some kind of advertising junk and was about to throw it away.
The campus was different now. Many second- and third-year students were targeting
freshmen . For example, a few days ago, when school started, many students came to sell electric kettles,
radios, thermos flasks, and counterfeit mobile phones. Yang Ming heard that a classmate
had bought a counterfeit mobile phone from a third-year student. It supposedly had MP3, MP4, camera, video recording, electronic
dictionary , radio, and other functions—buying one was equivalent to buying all of these features.
The student thought it was a great deal—a one-time solution that saved space. When asked about the price of the power cord, he was immediately interested. He tentatively asked if it could be cheaper, and the third-year student started
pleading poverty, saying he was working part-time to provide welfare for the first-year students, and his profit margin was minimal. He gave
examples : "Think about it, an MP3 player costs 100 yuan, an MP4 player costs 400 yuan, and
a digital camera costs at least 1000-2000 yuan! This one has two megapixels! Not to
mention camcorders and electronic dictionaries! All together it's only 999 yuan—a steal! Moreover, this is
a limited edition student phone he applied for with the manufacturer; there are only 99 units left, and once they're gone, the price will
go back to the original 2399 yuan!
" The student considered it and realized it made perfect sense! "Don't miss this opportunity!" he thought, and bought it
. Thinking he'd gotten a great deal, he bragged about it everywhere.
The next day, he saw another student selling the same phone, and at first, he didn't think much of it. But
when he saw different students selling phones every day, he realized something was wrong. He took
the phone to the telecommunications market and found out the wholesale price was only a little over four hundred yuan!
Yang Ming had heard about this kind of scam online before, so he simply ignored the salespeople.
Besides , not only were there door-to-door salespeople, but also people handing out flyers.
So, Yang Ming naturally assumed the letter was an advertisement. But just as he was about to throw it in the trash
, he suddenly saw the words "To Yang Ming" on the envelope.
Damn it! Yang Ming quickly clenched his fist. "No way? For me?" Yang Ming looked at the envelope and
muttered to himself, "This flyer is signed? Is it some kind of
love letter ?"
Saying this, Yang Ming tore open the envelope, took out the letter inside, and saw the words
"Challenge Letter" written at the top!
"Damn, what is this?!" Yang Ming held up the challenge letter and read it aloud.
"This Taekwondo Club invites Mr. Yang Ming to spar with us next Monday at 1 PM at the Taekwondo Hall.
Please attend. Taekwondo Club President: Ren Jianren." After reading it, Yang Ming threw the letter into the trash can:
"Idiot, are you crazy?! Who wants to spar with you?! You're a fucking moron!"
Yang Ming didn't take it seriously and went back to his room to go online. Around 6 PM, Yang Ming
came out of his bedroom and found that Zhang Bin and Tian Donghua hadn't returned!
"Where are those two going? They're not even back for dinner!" Yang Ming shook his head and picked up the phone.
Just as Yang Ming was about to call Zhang Bin, the phone rang.
He glanced at the caller ID; it was Chen Mengyan. "Ha, forget it, I won't call Zhang Bin. I'll just
go out to eat with my little Mengyan.
" "Hey, Mengyan, shall we go out to eat together? That bastard Zhang Bin's off gallivanting somewhere!"
Yang Ming said bluntly.
"Yang Ming, where are you?" Chen Mengyan asked anxiously.
"What's wrong, Mengyan?" Yang Ming noticed something was off about Chen Mengyan's voice.
"Yang Ming, Zhang Bin's in trouble!" Chen Mengyan's voice was low. "Zhao Sisi and I are at the school clinic
. If you're nearby, come over quickly!"
"What? Zhang Bin's in trouble?" Yang Ming exclaimed in surprise. "What happened to him? What's going on, Mengyan?"
"Come over and we'll talk. It's hard to explain over the phone," Chen Mengyan said.
"Okay, wait for me, I'm coming right away!" Hanging up the phone, Yang Ming didn't even bother to shut down his computer.
He locked the door and ran straight to the school clinic.
Zhang Bin had an accident? Yang Ming was a little confused. What could have happened to Zhang Bin? Could it be that the kid was in
a car accident? But that couldn't be right; how could he go to the school clinic if he was in a car accident?
Anyway, he had to see him first. After this period of intensive training, Yang Ming's leg muscles
were much more developed than before, so his running speed wasn't
much worse than the professional sprinters on the school team.
People who didn't know him might think Yang Ming was practicing running, but that was fine too, as they all made way for
him to avoid hitting him.
When he arrived at the school clinic, Yang Ming saw Chen Mengyan standing anxiously waiting in the corridor.
"Mengyan, I'm here! What happened?" Yang Ming rushed over.
"Yang Ming, you're here!" Chen Mengyan breathed a
sigh
of relief upon seeing Yang Ming. "Zhang Bin is inside, go in and see him quickly!" Yang Ming nodded and entered the ward. Upon entering, he was greeted by the pungent
smell of disinfectant and iodine. Zhang Bin was lying flat on a hospital bed, Zhao Sisi nervously gripping his hand, her eyes fixed on him
.
"Zhang Bin, what happened!" Yang Ming was startled. Zhang Bin's face was bruised and swollen,
his eyes narrowed to slits, and his nose was stuffed with cotton for stopping the bleeding!
"Yang Ming, you're here!" Zhao Sisi turned and saw Yang Ming, quickly saying, "Quickly, figure out what
to do..."
"What do you mean, what happened to Zhang Bin? How did he get so badly injured?" Yang Ming sat down beside Zhang Bin's
bed.
"Shh, keep your voice down, Zhang Bin just fell asleep," Zhao Sisi whispered. "It's
Liu Zhaojun, the guy we ate with the other day. He's sent people to get revenge on us! Zhang Bin said his next target is you!"
"Liu Zhaojun? What Liu Zhaojun? The vice president of the Taekwondo club?" Yang Ming asked.
"That's him! What are we going to do? Wang Zhitao clearly started this, how can they blame
us !" Zhao Sisi said indignantly.
"Let's not talk about that. How's Zhang Bin? Is he alright? Should we go to a big hospital?" Yang Ming
waved his hand; his biggest worry was Zhang Bin's injuries.
"The doctor checked him; it's just superficial wounds, nothing serious," Zhao Sisi said. "However,
he might have to stay in bed for a few days."
Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. As long as no bones were broken, superficial wounds, though painful, heal
the fastest. But this Liu Zhaojun seems to have gone a bit too far, doesn't he?
The vice president of the Taekwondo club… Hmm? Wasn't the person who challenged him today
the president of the Taekwondo club? Could it be him? Now it seems very likely!
Damn it, beating Zhang Bin like this, you don't want to live anymore, do you? Yang Ming's first thought was to immediately
and discreetly kill him! But then he calmed down.
At this moment, it was impossible to do that! That would be murder! Not just a
simple , the police would definitely come after him!
Yang Ming sighed. Although he could escape the death penalty, he couldn't escape punishment. In his mind,
he severely punished Liu Zhaojun and the Taekwondo club president.
"Mengyan and I are going out to buy some food. You stay here with Zhang Bin for a while," Zhao Sisi instructed.
Yang Ming nodded.
After Zhao Sisi and Chen Mengyan left, Yang Ming slapped Zhang Bin's butt and laughed, "Alright, stop pretending
, they're gone!"
"Ouch! Boss, could you be a little gentler?" Zhang Bin opened his eyes, grinned, and rubbed his
butt complaining, "You saw right through me? Hehe."
"You were just trying to gain Zhao Sisi's sympathy. I could tell you were alright just by looking at you!" Yang Ming laughed.
"Looks like this beating was worth it!"
Chapter 206 Building Momentum
"Hehe, true friendship is revealed in times of trouble. I didn't know Zhao Sisi cared about me so much!" Zhang Bin
grinned mischievously.
"What are you going to do about this? That kid wrote me some kind of challenge letter." Yang Ming was
relieved to see that Zhang Bin was alright. He wasn't sure if Zhang Bin was faking it; he only
judged it by the slight twitch of Zhang Bin's eyelids.
"A challenge letter? Damn, I heard about it, Boss, are you really going to accept the challenge?" Zhang Bin asked back.
"What else can we do? You can't let this beating go unpunished!" Yang Ming said.
"Of course not! I mean, let's just attack him from behind and beat him up!" Zhang Bin suggested
.
Yang Ming shook his head: "I'll definitely get revenge, but now that he's given me a
fair chance to get my revenge, why should I attack from behind?"
"What? Boss, no way, you're going to have a Taekwondo match with him?" Zhang Bin asked in surprise.
"Who said I was going to have a Taekwondo match with him? He said he wanted to spar, but he didn't say what we'd spar about!" Yang Ming
smiled shamelessly and said, "Haven't you heard the saying 'a brick can break martial arts'?"
"Damn, that works?" Zhang Bin chuckled coldly after hearing that.
Originally, Zhang Bin wanted to stay at the school clinic for a few more days, but unfortunately, his injuries on his face and body were all superficial and healed
quickly . Even the doctor said there was no problem, so Zhang Bin had no choice but to leave the hospital dejectedly.
Everyone else was discharged from the hospital with a happy expression, but Zhang Bin looked like he had lost money. These past two days, Zhao Sisi...
They took meticulous care of Zhang Bin, practically feeding him hand-in-hand.
Zhang Bin thoroughly enjoyed this deep affection, and their relationship progressed rapidly. Zhang Bin
initially wanted to delay a few more days to finalize things, but his skin's recovery ability was incredibly
strong ; within two days, he was completely recovered.
Zhang Bin couldn't linger, as that would only make Zhao Sisi think he had ulterior motives.
To celebrate Zhang Bin's discharge, Yang Ming suggested going to a restaurant, but Zhao Sisi insisted that Zhang Bin couldn't drink alcohol
since he had just been discharged. Reluctantly, they went to a Dicos fast food restaurant near the school.
It was supposedly a Western fast food chain run by Chinese people. However, Yang Ming couldn't really tell the
difference in taste; he thought they were all pretty much the same.
After ordering, they found an empty table and sat down.
"Congratulations on your safe discharge," Yang Ming said, raising his Coke.
"Seriously… I'm not really hurt, no need to be so serious," Zhang Bin laughed.
"Of course," Zhao Sisi replied, raising her glass as well.
After the four clinked glasses, Chen Mengyan asked, "Zhang Bin, what do you plan to do about this? Tell the teacher,
or just let it go?" Chen Mengyan was a good student, and subconsciously, her first thought when something happened was to
report it to the school. If Zhang Bin hadn't strongly stopped her, this matter might have already escalated to the school level.
"It's okay, didn't Yang Ming already promise to avenge me?" Zhang Bin said halfway through, but suddenly noticed Yang Ming
glaring at him fiercely, and immediately realized he had said too much!
Yang Ming was afraid that Chen Mengyan would worry, so he only kept the fact that he accepted Ren Jianren's challenge a secret from Zhang Bin
. Now that Zhang Bin had let it slip, there was no way to hide it anymore.
"What? Yang Ming? You're going to accept that Ren Jianren's challenge?" Chen Mengyan was taken aback. She originally thought that
Yang Ming would never agree to such a trivial matter, but unexpectedly, from Zhang Bin's words, Yang Ming was going to participate in the fight?
"Yes, I'm going to take this opportunity to teach him a lesson." Since Chen Mengyan already knew, Yang Ming could no longer
hide it.
"Yang Ming, what are you saying! Do you know what you're doing? How could you use such
extreme methods to deal with him?" Chen Mengyan said reproachfully. "Besides, he's a professional
Taekwondo athlete. How could you possibly beat him?"
"Is Taekwondo so great? I beat Liu Zhaojun so badly he couldn't even stand up." If it were before,
Yang Ming might have thought these school Taekwondo clubs had some skill, but now, he didn't take them seriously at all
. Yang Ming even dared to say he could take down Ren Jianren in one move!
"Yang Ming, why don't you listen to me? You're too arrogant!" Chen Mengyan frowned and scolded, "You
caught him off guard that day. In a formal match, how could you possibly be his opponent?"
"A formal match?" Yang Ming smiled. He had discussed this issue with Zhang Bin before! Yang Ming
comforted her, "It's alright, I know what I'm doing. Mengyan, don't worry, I'll be fine. Besides, he said
it's just a friendly spar, there will definitely be a lot of spectators on the day, he can't possibly do anything to me!"
"Sigh!" Chen Mengyan sighed softly, knowing she couldn't dissuade him for the time being. Anyway,
there were still a few days before the competition, Chen Mengyan decided to find an opportunity to talk to Yang Ming properly.
"Have you guys heard? There's a guy in our freshman class named Yang Ming who's going to challenge Ren Jianren, the president of the Taekwondo club!"
Two boys at a table not far behind Yang Ming were intensely discussing something.
"Damn, of course I heard! That Yang Ming is so awesome? Daring to challenge the president of the Taekwondo club one-on-one?"
Boy A said.
"I think so too, but maybe he's just a fool!" Boy B said.
"Pfft!" Yang Ming spat out a mouthful of cola onto the table, damn it, who started this rumor! When did I
volunteer to challenge someone?
Zhang Bin, Chen Mengyan, and Zhao Sisi looked at Yang Ming with strange expressions. "How did they
know ?"
"How would I know?" Yang Ming said with a wry smile. "We've been together these past two days.
How spread so fast?"
Before Yang Ming could figure out what was going on, two more boys sat down at the table to his right.
"Hey, Lao Liu, have you heard? There's a freshman at our school who dared to challenge Ren Jianren, the president of the Taekwondo club!"
one of the boys said.
"What challenge? According to reliable sources, they're fighting over a girl!"
the boy said mysteriously. "Apparently, that girl is very beautiful and is a candidate for the freshman campus beauty queen!"
"Really?" the first boy asked.
"I saw it on the campus BBS too. Anyway, there's definitely more to this than meets the eye!" Lao Liu said.
"I just don't believe that someone would challenge someone for no reason, just to spar?"
"But this freshman is pretty fierce. He actually dared to provoke Ren Jianren?" the first boy asked.
"Who knows? Maybe Ren Jianren started it!" said Lao Liu.
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"My God!" Yang Ming was stunned by what the people around him were saying! What was going on? He
hadn't even clearly stated whether he would accept the challenge, and now the whole school knew?
Actually, this was all a publicity stunt orchestrated by Ren Jianren and Liu Zhaojun! They wanted to embarrass Yang Ming, to make
everyone think that Yang Ming had brought shame upon himself by challenging the Taekwondo club. If he lost, he would lose face big time!
So, as soon as he returned to the dormitory, Liu Zhaojun contacted a few roommates and went to the campus BBS to
post all sorts of things to slander Yang Ming. Three people make a tiger, four make a god, five make an Arabian myth!
So the rumors on the BBS became more and more outrageous, with everyone adding their own imagination to the posts, and a
convoluted inside story actually emerged! Suddenly, many insiders popped up on the forum to reveal
the feud between Yang Ming and the Taekwondo club! And that post about Yang Ming competing with someone for the school beauty was created in this way.
Of course, some of these stories are true; at least the incident of Yang Ming assaulting Liu Zhaojun is real.
Yang Ming hadn't initially taken it seriously, but hearing so many people discussing his situation, especially since
they all said he had initiated the challenge to the Taekwondo club, made him realize something was amiss! This was clearly
overwhelmingly negative news; he had accepted an invitation to spar, but it had turned into him asking for trouble!
If anything happened and the school investigated, he would undoubtedly be the one to suffer!
So, the first thing Yang Ming did after returning to his dorm was to turn on his computer and log into the school's BBS. A quick search
revealed hundreds of topics about him! The number of replies was countless!
Yang Ming clicked on a few of the more popular topics and began reading with a frown…
Chapter 207: Jiaren's Help
. The reason Yang Ming frowned was that someone had somehow connected him and Zhou Jiajia!
The post's title was that he and Liu Zhaojun had gotten into a fight because of Zhou Jiajia! It even included
several photos taken with a mobile phone! In the photos, Yang Ming was glaring angrily at Liu Zhaojun, while Zhou Jiajia stood by trying to break up the fight!
These must have been taken by an eyewitness that day, and aside from his own assumptions, the post
was fairly accurate in reflecting the truth. However, the eyewitness portrayed Yang Ming as the provocateur, accusing him
of not only beating up Liu Zhaojun but also challenging the entire Taekwondo club!
Yang Ming was furious. He grabbed the phone and called the campus network administrator, demanding the
post be deleted. Yang Ming didn't want to have anything to do with Zhou Jiajia.
He never expected his request to be so subtly rejected by the forum administrator! The administrator said that
university students have freedom of speech, and as long as they weren't superstitious or reactionary, their posts wouldn't be deleted. If every post was deleted, who would dare to
post?
"Damn it!" Yang Ming cursed and hung up. But little did he know that this forum administrator was also one of Ren Jianren
's . Less than five minutes later, an explosive post appeared!
"Yang Ming used foul language and called to demand the deletion of posts related to Zhou Jiajia. Is there something else going on, or is he trying
to cover something up?"
The post heavily embellished Yang Ming's phone conversation, further confirming his
connection , and claimed that Yang Ming had used foul language without the administrator's permission.
Yang Ming was so angry he wanted to throw the forum administrator into the sea.
In the girls' dormitory, Zhou Jiajia casually browsed the new posts on the campus forum, a faint
smile playing on her lips.
"Jiajia, look, someone actually said Yang Ming did this for you!" Wang Xue pointed to a post on the forum
.
"I saw it. The person who posted this is really interesting," Zhou Jiajia said casually.
"Hehe, I wonder what Yang Ming will think when he sees this. Will he even notice you?" Wang Xue laughed.
"But I think Yang Ming has terrible taste. You're so beautiful, how could he not like you?"
"Wang Xue, let's not talk about the past anymore. It's all my fault for being so foolish back then..."
A hint of regret flashed in Zhou Jiajia's beautiful eyes.
"But it seems like even God is on your side this time!" Wang Xue said. "If this news gets hyped up,
even if Yang Ming denies it, everyone will think so." "
Then he'll only hate me more..." Zhou Jiajia said casually. "Maybe he'll think I did it
on purpose ."
"You didn't post that, what are you afraid of!" Wang Xue frowned.
"But he definitely doesn't want to see so many posts that are detrimental to him... Now almost everyone online
is saying that Yang Ming provoked him first, but you and I both know that Liu Zhaojun and his group started it," Zhou Jiajia said.
"What can we do? These posts are obviously hired by Liu Zhaojun and Ren Jianren,"
Wang Xue said.
"Yeah, but these posts will soon be gone..." Zhou Jiajia shook her head.
"What? Jiajia, you mean you're going to..." Wang Xue was taken aback.
Zhou Jiajia nodded and sighed, "It seems the forum administrator is one of them!
I hope he'll behave himself, otherwise this forum will have to be paralyzed for a few days..."
After saying that, Zhou Jiajia's small hands flew across the keyboard...
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Hmm? Yang Ming refreshed the forum page, wanting to see if any new detrimental posts had appeared.
But to his surprise, all the posts about him had disappeared!
Damn, no way? Yang Ming thought to himself, I haven't even threatened that kid yet, and he's already deleted my posts
? Could it be that he heard of my reputation and was afraid I'd beat him up?
Of course, Yang Ming was just thinking about it; the possibility was very small. But since someone had deleted the post, Yang Ming
was even happier.
"Yang Ming, have you been online?" Zhang Bin walked in with two bottles of green tea, tossing one to Yang Ming and saying,
"I heard that Liu Zhaojun and his gang are hyping things up online. Damn it, do you want me to help you hype things up too?"
"Hype things up? What am I hyping up?" Yang Ming asked curiously.
"Damn it! They posted that you provoked us first, and now everyone outside is saying bad things about us
. Even if you win, it won't be a fair victory. So public opinion is very strong!" Zhang Bin said, "Let's create some hype,
arouse everyone's sympathy, and say that they bullied us. If we win, it'll be like we're doing justice for heaven; even if we lose
, it'll be an honorable defeat, because we didn't succumb to these people's tyranny!"
"I didn't realize you were so resourceful!" Yang Ming thought Zhang Bin's suggestion was very feasible, so
he said , "That's true, but we don't know many people. We won't just post it ourselves, will we? They're obviously a group
operating together!"
"No problem. My dad's salesmen are always posting company ads online. I'll
tell them to focus on posting on our school's forum these next few days!" Zhang Bin had obviously already thought of
a solution.
Under Zhang Bin's instruction, all the salesmen of Zhang's Company put down what they were doing and began to focus on
posting. Those who can make a living as salespeople are definitely not ordinary people, otherwise they would definitely starve. These people all share
a common characteristic: they are incredibly talkative, their mouths are full of fabricated stories. They can make up stories without batting an eye
.
Thus, various versions of posts about Liu Zhaojun and Ren Jianren bullying freshmen appeared out of nowhere.
Fights, bullying freshmen, harassing female students, insulting female teachers, assaulting male teachers, and so on—basically
, anything made up out of thin air, these salespeople could fabricate anything imaginable. These people are masters of exaggeration, making their stories sound
like .
Coupled with the fact that Liu Zhaojun and Ren Jianren already had a bad reputation at school, many students actually
believed them . Furthermore, these salespeople, at Zhang Bin's behest, intentionally and
subtly implied in their posts that the previous one-sided posts were instigated by Liu Zhaojun and Ren Jianren, and that they were
deleted because they distorted the facts.
Now, even more people were convinced. This forum represented the school's official authority; deleting posts was an official order,
so how could it be fake?
"Zheng Tianqi, what's going on? You deleted those posts?" Liu Zhaojun angrily
dialed the forum's administrator.
"Liu Zhaojun, I didn't delete them! I'm investigating the problem myself..." Zheng Tianqi said, sweating profusely.
"Not you? You're the forum administrator, who else could it be?" Liu Zhaojun said angrily, "Are you
trying to go against our Taekwondo club?"
"Vice President Liu, it really wasn't me! I don't know why, but I can't access the forum's backend! My
administrator privileges have expired!" Zheng Tianqi explained.
"I don't understand what you're saying either. Anyway, get this sorted out for me as soon as possible!" Liu Zhaojun said.
"Okay, definitely!" Zheng Tianqi quickly agreed.
"What the hell is going on?" After hanging up the phone, Zheng Tianqi stared at the error
message , frowning. "Could it be a hacker intrusion? But the server security was handled by XX company
, there shouldn't be any problems!"
Half an hour later, Zheng Tianqi started sweating! More and more posts were appearing in favor of Yang Ming, but he
was completely helpless! Moreover, not only were some sockpuppet accounts posting, but even some old users were posting to curse Liu Zhaojun and
Ren Jianren !
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"He's not stupid, is he? He knows to use sockpuppet accounts to counterattack." Wang Xue pointed at the computer screen and said.
"It's just that these sockpuppet accounts are all newly registered, so they don't have enough credibility." Zhou Jiajia said with a smile.
"Then you should help him." Wang Xue laughed, "Using other people's accounts to post is
a piece of cake ?"
"Sigh, this rascal." Zhou Jiajia sighed, "I'm helping him, but he doesn't even know..."
"If you're so capable, then don't help him!" Wang Xue glanced at Zhou Jiajia and shook her head.
"I'm incompetent..." Zhou Jiajia said helplessly.
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"Damn, boss, really? Your influence is that strong? A lot of old
users posting to support you!" Zhang Bin exclaimed in surprise, "Look at this guy, he registered two years ago,
and he has tens of thousands of points!"
"But, Zhang Bin, have you noticed that there isn't a single post opposing him? Did Liu Zhaojun
and the others give up? Or is there some kind of conspiracy?" Yang Ming asked curiously.
Actually, it wasn't that Liu Zhaojun didn't want to post, it was that he simply couldn't! The system seemed to have set up keywords;
as long as he posted something unfavorable to Yang Ming, it would prompt, "Sorry, your post contains sensitive words, please
modify it."
Liu Zhaojun was really going crazy. What was Zheng Tianqi doing!
Chapter 208 On the eve of the martial arts competition
, Zheng Tianqi originally wanted to take this opportunity to improve his relationship with Liu Zhaojun, but he didn't expect such an unexpected turn of events.
With no other choice, Zheng Tianqi could only take a taxi to the server room of the company hosting the forum for maintenance.
However, they discovered that the server's original data backup area had also been corrupted! Repairing it was virtually
impossible . Left with no other option, Zheng Tianqi had to shut down the server, move the domain to a temporary hosting space,
and issue a statement explaining that the server was undergoing maintenance and the forum would be temporarily suspended for two days.
Unexpectedly, this caused even more trouble!
"Jiajia, I didn't expect them to lose their temper and temporarily shut down the forum," Wang Xue laughed.
"Yeah, but this statement seems to need some revision," Zhou Jiajia said ambiguously.
They easily gained control of the domain, changed the password, and redirected it to a
free . The statement then became that the forum had published a large amount of truth, which aroused jealousy among certain people, leading
to an attack and the server being down for maintenance.
Even a fool could guess the implication of this statement. It turned out that Liu Zhaojun and Ren Jianren were dissatisfied with the flawed truths on
the forum and had hired hackers to hack it!
Zheng Tianqi had just left the server room when the phone rang again.
"Hey, Vice President Liu, I've shut down the server, don't worry!" Zheng Tianqi said hurriedly.
"Damn it! Are you sure you're going against our Taekwondo club? What's
the meaning ?" Liu Zhaojun was furious.
"Nothing? My statement was just stating the facts. The server was malfunctioning anyway, what's wrong with that
?" Zheng Tianqi was confused.
"Fine, you're something else! Zheng Tianqi, you just wait! I'll deal with you!"
With that , Liu Zhaojun hung up.
Zheng Tianqi was bewildered. What did I do this time...? Could it be...? A bad thought suddenly flashed through
his mind. Zheng Tianqi quickly ran back to the server room, found a computer with internet access, and visited the forum
. His jaw dropped.
This was too fast! Zheng Tianqi quickly logged into the domain's IDC management interface, only
to find that the domain's management password had been changed!
Zheng Tianqi broke out in a cold sweat! A domain name password being changed was completely different from a server
password! While domain passwords could be recovered, it was incredibly complicated! It required the domain owner's identification
! And Songjiang University of Technology's BBS was an institutional domain ending in .com.cn, requiring an institutional
license to apply for. Therefore, to recover the password, a scanned copy of the license was also necessary!
Obtaining these documents would take time, and the verification process would take one to two
business days … Thinking of this, Zheng Tianqi felt a chill run down his spine…
The reason the duel between Yang Ming and Ren Jianren had become such a huge scandal, attracting the attention of the entire university,
was entirely due to Ren Jianren himself.
If he and Liu Zhaojun hadn't used the underhanded
tactic of posting on the campus BBS to damage Yang Ming's reputation, they wouldn't have reaped what they sowed. But now things were beyond repair, so Liu Zhaojun and
Ren Jianren simply stopped caring and let the rumors spread. They already had a bad reputation at school, so
a little more wouldn't matter. This way, no one would dare mess with the Taekwondo club anymore! Of course, all of this
depended on winning.
Ren Jianren was confident he could handle Yang Ming. After all, he was a professional Taekwondo athlete;
usually, three or four people couldn't even get close to him!
Yang Ming was also very curious about the situation on the campus BBS. He had later heard about the management of the school forum...
Yuan Zheng Tianqi and Liu Zhaojun had a very close relationship, and Zheng Tianqi had already been taught
a lesson because of the forum incident. Yang Ming didn't believe that this guy would still help him, but the fact was that the statement was still
online , prominently hinting at the "truth" to visitors.
Yang Ming also wondered if someone was helping him again, but after asking Zhang Bin, Chen Mengyan, and his friends,
no one had done so.
Yang Ming had no choice but to put the matter aside for the time being. Chen Mengyan, on the other hand, called him many times, trying to persuade him
to give up the competition with Ren Jianren.
Yang Ming smiled bitterly: "Mengyan, in the current situation, do you think I can give up? So many people are
watching me. If I give up, can I still survive at Songjiang Engineering University? You
will be looked down upon for being with me. You don't want people to say that your boyfriend is a coward, do you?"
"But..." Chen Mengyan hesitated. What Yang Ming said made perfect sense, and she couldn't refute it. But she
was afraid that something might happen to Yang Ming.
Seeing Chen Mengyan hesitate, Yang Ming continued, "Mengyan, don't worry, I don't know anything about
Taekwondo . I figured he couldn't do anything to me under everyone's watchful eyes."
"Alright then... but you have to be careful. I don't want anything to happen to you," Chen Mengyan sighed
.
"No problem, will you come to watch?" Yang Ming asked.
"Of course, how could I not go!" Chen Mengyan said coquettishly, "Don't worry, I'll cheer you on
."
"Then just wait and see my triumphant return," Yang Ming chuckled.
Yang Ming had already planned his strategy for this competition. He knew absolutely
nothing so even if he didn't use Taekwondo techniques, it wouldn't matter; no one would criticize him
.
It was precisely this that gave Yang Ming an opportunity. A sly smile crept across Yang Ming's lips. This time,
he'd show her what it meant to break martial arts with a brick.
Monday afternoon was the activity time for various clubs; there were no classes scheduled for any grade. However,
many . Normally, many
would have gone out to date or play games at internet cafes.
Their purpose in staying was to watch Yang Ming and Ren Jianren's match.
The Taekwondo gym was packed with people. Luckily, the Taekwondo club was a large club, occupying an old gymnasium.
After the new gymnasium was built, it was designated for club activities.
However, the best seats in the gymnasium were already taken, mostly by school officials
, such as staff from the school newspaper, television station, radio station, and website. This match was a huge sensation,
so no one wanted to miss the news.
Many students also seized the opportunity to find business opportunities, wholesaling binoculars and small
whistles to sell in the gymnasium. They sold quite well.
Although the match was scheduled for 2 PM, Ren Jianren arrived a little after 1 PM. He
stood , arrogantly straightening his Taekwondo uniform, waving to the audience, and giving a deliberately nonchalant
smile.
Ren Jianren was fairly good-looking, and had a number of female fans at Songjiang University of Technology, but
few were truly attractive; most were rather unattractive.
Ren Jianren took the towel Liu Zhaojun offered and wiped the sweat from his face, then asked, "Why
isn't Yang Ming here yet? Is he scared?"
"It's only 1:30, there's still plenty of time," Liu Zhaojun said.
Ren Jianren nodded, returned the towel to Liu Zhaojun, and began to warm up. Ten minutes later,
Ren Jianren frowned. Time was almost up, why wasn't Yang Ming here?
By 1:50, Ren Jianren was getting restless and agitated. If Yang Ming didn't show up today,
he would be making a fool of himself!
While one could say Yang Ming was afraid of him and dared not accept the challenge, another could say Yang Ming simply ignored him. Just as Ren Jianren was becoming increasingly agitated, music suddenly started playing! It was the music from the scene where Ko Chun appears
in "God of Gamblers" ! Ren Jianren cursed, "What the hell is going on? Who the hell did this?!" He thought it was a prank, but unexpectedly, he saw Yang Ming striding towards him. Yang Ming was dressed in a black suit, a top hat, and a white scarf around his neck, just like Xu Wenqiang from . He waved to the audience as he walked onto the stage. "Damn it!" Ren Jianren cursed inwardly. What was this guy up to? Did he think it was a gangster negotiation? However, Yang Ming's move clearly shocked the students in the audience, especially the girls. As soon as Yang Ming appeared , screams and whistles erupted from the audience, as if they were welcoming some big shot! Yes, this was exactly the effect Yang Ming wanted! He wanted to turn this competition into a farce, which would make his next plan easier. Chapter 209 A Dazzling Debut Yang Ming stood on the stage like a legendary figure, facing the audience, and then suddenly reached out and threw his top hat into the audience, causing a frenzy of scrambling. Then, Yang Ming threw down his scarf and coat. Just as the audience erupted in cheers, Yang Ming suddenly shouted , "A loud bang in the sky, and I make my grand entrance!" The audience erupted in cheers and whistles, though opinions were mixed. Some dismissed Yang Ming's attention-seeking behavior, thinking he was just putting on a show. However, most students thought Yang Ming's entrance was spectacular and unique, bringing a highlight and novelty to their otherwise dull university life. Ren Jianren, seeing Yang Ming's performance, was practically fuming. What was this guy up to? He'd already caused chaos before the fight even started. Ren Jianren coldly shouted, "Yang Ming, are you done? Can we begin ?" "Everything is self-evident. I'll give you all a couplet!" With that, Yang Ming turned around, revealing a couplet on his back : "Punches beat the old folks' home in Nanshan, kicks kick the kindergarten in Beihai." The horizontal inscription on his buttocks read: "Bricks break martial arts." This immediately drew gasps and snickers from the audience. Ren Jianren's face turned green! Was this clearly categorizing him with nursing homes and kindergartens? Was it implying he was even worse off than the elderly and disabled? And this "brick-thin martial arts" nonsense? It was obviously mocking his kung fu as useless! He was about to retort...

Yang Ming spoke first: "How do you want to compete?"
"How? Of course, it'll be Taekwondo!" Ren Jianren said, dissatisfied. "Since you're here,
don't you know that?"
"That's not right!" Yang Ming shook his head repeatedly, leaving Ren Jianren somewhat bewildered. Yang Ming then said
slowly , "If you want to compete in Taekwondo, then I have no choice but to admit defeat!"
"What do you mean?" Ren Jianren was taken aback. "You don't want to compete anymore? Are you going to back out?"
"No, no!" Yang Ming waved his hand and said, "You say Taekwondo, but I don't even know
the most basic . Wouldn't I just lose? It's better not to compete at all and just admit defeat!
It'll save everyone the trouble. Don't you all agree?"
"Yeah, he's right. Isn't this bullying? He doesn't know any Taekwondo at all,
what's the point of competing with him?"
"Exactly! It's unfair! So unfair!"
"No more competition! Losing is honorable, winning is despicable!"
The crowd below complained. Zhang Bin and Tian Donghua, along with a few others
, were among the ringleaders. Wang Zhitao, who also disliked the Taekwondo club, rallied his entire class to support Yang Ming.
Sun Zhiwei, Yang Ming's class monitor, initially hated him, but Yang Ming now
represented more than just himself; he represented Class 2 of the Computer Science 2008 cohort, and even the entire freshman class
!
So he couldn't stop his classmates from cheering for Yang Ming and could only sit aside, seething with resentment, hoping
Ren Jianren would teach Yang Ming a lesson.
"Then how do you suggest we compete?" Ren Jianren blushed, unable to retaliate. Yang Ming was right;
the other guy didn't know Taekwondo, so this was like using your strength against his weakness!
"How about we have freestyle fighting!" Yang Ming said, "We won't be bound by any rules."
Freestyle fighting? Ren Jianren was taken aback, then thought, "Great! Then I can beat you up with Taekwondo!"
Ren Jianren was most afraid of Yang Ming mentioning rules like not being allowed to use Taekwondo techniques, which would restrict his movements
. Now that there were no rules, he could use his strengths!
He hadn't even considered that Yang Ming knew Taekwondo, so he hadn't expected anything from him.
Therefore, when Yang Ming stated the rules, Ren Jianren felt it was no different from what he had imagined, so
he nodded in agreement: "Okay! In that case, I'll use Taekwondo. You can use whatever you want."
Ren Jianren's words drew a murmur from the audience. This was extremely shameless; he would use his strengths, while others could do whatever they wanted.
This was practically a one-sided match!
However, Yang Ming didn't seem to care and casually asked, "I can use any techniques I want?"
"Yes! Whatever you want!" Ren Jianren thought to himself, "Why are you being so slow? Just let me beat you up already
!"
"Alright, can I use my ultimate move now?" Yang Ming asked. "Damn it! What does it matter to me if you use your ultimate move? Hurry up, are you ready?" Ren Jianren asked
impatiently . "Don't you want to know what my ultimate move is?" Yang Ming continued unhurriedly. "You son of a bitch!!" Ren Jianren almost exploded, but still managed to restrain himself and said, "So what is your ultimate move ?" "Ha!" Yang Ming turned around and pointed to the couplet behind him, saying to Ren Jianren, "This is my tactic!" Ren Jianren's face turned green with anger, and smoke was coming out of his nostrils! So this kid was deliberately trying to humiliate me! What the "punching the old folks' home in Nanshan and kicking the kindergarten in Beihai"? Do you think I'm an old folks' home or a kindergarten? Damn it , just wait and see how I beat you until you cry for your parents! "Can we start now?" Ren Jianren said coldly. "Alright, I'm just letting you know yourself and your enemy, so you can win every battle!" Yang Ming said. "I don't need to know myself and my enemy to beat you," Ren Jianren said, getting up and assuming a fighting . "What are you doing?" Yang Ming suddenly asked. "Hasn't the match started?" Ren Jianren was taken aback. "Wait, I still need to warm up. You warmed up before, but I haven't," Yang Ming said, starting to jump around like a boxer. "You don't want me to warm up, do you? Are you trying to bully me?" "Go ahead and warm up!" Ren Jianren was furious. Was he kidding him? He relaxed his tense nerves and watched Yang Ming warm up. After about five or six minutes, Yang Ming was covered in sweat from jumping around, and Ren Jianren finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Are you done warming up yet?" "Yes," Yang Ming nodded and stopped warming up. Just as Ren Jianren was about to attack, Yang Ming said, "Wait, I've been exercising all day and I'm all sweaty. I'm a little cold now." "Why are you so fussy!" Ren Jianren snapped, abruptly stopping his attack. "You're not trying to make me catch a cold, are you? Are you up to something? Will you do anything to win?" Yang Ming asked, feigning surprise. "Damn it! Just do what you're going to do!" Ren Jianren was exasperated. What ? Was he deliberately stalling for time? "Where's my coat?" Yang Ming glanced around the audience. He had thrown his coat down when he went on stage . "Here it is!" Zhang Bin ran down to the audience quickly with Yang Ming's coat in hand. Yang Ming took the coat and asked quietly, "Is everything ready?" "Be careful. As we agreed, the stuff is in the big pocket on the left." Zhang Bin nodded . Yang Ming put on his coat, buttoned it up, and then nodded to Ren Jianren, saying, "We can begin!" Ren Jianren breathed a sigh of relief. Damn it, you're finally done! Ren Jianren leaped to the center of the arena, ready to attack. But Yang Ming asked in astonishment, "What are you doing?" "What do you mean, what am I doing? It's a match, of course!" Ren Jianren retorted. "Before a Taekwondo match, don't both sides bow and salute? You're the president of the Taekwondo club, you can't be unaware of this basic common sense, can you?" Yang Ming said, feigning surprise. "Hmph." Ren Jianren sighed helplessly and had to stop his attack, though his lungs were practically bursting with rage.

"Ball! You little punk, you're just messing with me. Let's see how long you can drag this out. You'll see soon enough!"
Ren Jianren gave Yang Ming a very stiff bow, and Yang Ming copied him.
"Are you alright now? If you're alright, I'm going to attack?" This time, Ren Jianren didn't dare to attack directly,
but asked tentatively. He was already completely exasperated by Yang Ming.
"Hmm, let me think about it?" Yang Ming pretended to hesitate, secretly chuckling to himself. "Judging from your appearance, you're a sports student in
college , so your studies probably aren't that great! But I was a good student in junior high! There
's a classic line in a text from the Zuo Zhuan called 'Cao Gui's Discussion on War': 'One should strike while the iron is hot, then
the momentum will wane, and finally it will be exhausted.' Judging from your appearance now, you're already exhausted!"
Chapter 210 Brick Breaks Martial Arts
Actually, Yang Ming didn't need to do this at all. Even if Ren Jianren's momentum was high, Yang Ming had
a hundred ways to kill him instantly. In Yang Ming's view, many of Ren Jianren's moves were
flashy but impractical. While some could cause injury, they weren't fatal.
Yang Ming, however, was different. The moves he and Fang Tian had learned could send Ren Jianren to
his death . But Yang Ming couldn't do that; killing someone in broad daylight was beyond his capabilities.
Therefore, to win, Yang Ming couldn't use lethal techniques and had to find another way.
In a real fight, Yang Ming knew he might not be Ren Jianren's match. His previous victory over Liu Zhaojun
was purely by chance; his moves were purely thuggish, but compared to someone with systematic training,
they were full of flaws.
Unsure of his chances, Yang Ming deliberately created distractions for Ren Jianren
. Now it seemed his goal had been achieved; Ren Jianren was extremely impatient but dared not
attack quickly.
"Alright, let's begin!" Yang Ming nodded.
"Are you sure you've finished all that rubbish?" Ren Jianren was already afraid of Yang Ming. He asked
again, still not entirely convinced.
"Finished, nothing more," Yang Ming said definitively.
"Really?" Ren Jianren, fearing Yang Ming might be bluffing, had to confirm one last time.
"Aren't you being a bit slow? A real man should be decisive, why are you dragging your feet like this
?" Yang Ming waved his hand dismissively.
Damn it! Ren Jianren felt like he was about to be "sun-lit incense burner, purple smoke rising." Me, slow? And you're
calling me slow?
"Hmph!" Ren Jianren snorted coldly and began to attack. He didn't know Yang Ming's strength, so he first
launched a probing kick.
Yang Ming didn't take Ren Jianren's probing seriously and easily dodged it. However, he didn't
launch any attack, because he knew that Taekwondo had not only offensive techniques but also defensive ones.
His opponent was very strong, and he couldn't guarantee that Yang Ming wouldn't exploit any openings during his attack.
After throwing a few punches and kicks, Ren Jianren
became anxious when he saw Yang Ming only dodging and not attacking. Just then, a lot of skeptical voices rose from the audience: "Is this Taekwondo? It's nothing
special!"
"Yeah, nothing special! I think it's just fancy footwork!"
Ren Jianren was annoyed. Seeing that Yang Ming still wouldn't attack, he didn't bother waiting any longer and moved directly in front of
Yang Ming . But then he heard Yang Ming suddenly say, "I'm going to use my ultimate move! Watch out!"
"What?" Ren Jianren was stunned. Seeing Yang Ming standing still, he thought he'd been tricked and
was about to continue his attack when he suddenly saw Yang Ming holding a huge brick, which he brought
straight down on his forehead.
With a loud "crack," Ren Jianren collapsed, his face covered in blood.
"Heh heh, you idiot, I already told you I was going to use my ultimate move. Do you think you're some kind of master of the Golden Bell Shield?"
Yang Ming tossed the brick aside and laughed disdainfully.
The audience was stunned for a long time before realizing that the match had already been decided. A wave of
sighs swept through them. Immediately, some people accused Yang Ming of using a shameless move, saying how could he bring a brick onto the stage?
However, dissenting voices quickly followed.
"Yang Ming said beforehand that his tactic was to break martial arts with bricks! He revealed his
tactic , how can that be considered dishonest? It's a display of his high moral character, a fair and square victory!"
"That's right! And I saw it myself, Yang Ming warned him before he made his move, saying he was going to use
his ultimate move , but Ren Jianren didn't listen. Who can he blame? He warned you, you deserve to lose!"
"I think Yang Ming's move was clever, outsmarting Ren Jianren. He hasn't practiced Taekwondo, so he's no match for
Ren Jianren , he can only outsmart him!"
With these leading dissenting voices, everyone immediately sided with Yang Ming. Because what he said
made sense, it was indeed true!
So, poor Ren Jianren not only lay on the ground bleeding from his head, but also had to endure everyone's sarcastic remarks,
without even a word of sympathy.
At this point, Yang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed the plan had gone very smoothly!
Since Wang Zhitao framed him, Yang Ming had matured a lot and considered things more thoroughly.
Blindly relying on brute force won't work; often, intelligence is the key to victory.
Therefore, Yang Ming and Zhang Bin had been planning this competition for a long time, finally devising this
farcical act of breaking martial arts with a brick.
The initial entrance, seemingly attention-grabbing, was actually a crucial step. Firstly, it laid the groundwork for later
events ; with an opening farce, the brick-breaking martial arts farce wouldn't seem abrupt,
making it psychologically easier for everyone to accept. Secondly, and most importantly,
Zhang Bin had secretly placed a pre-prepared brick in the pocket of the overcoat he threw down. After warming up, Yang Ming
could then pretend to feel cold after sweating and put the brick back on.
This led to Yang Ming's subsequent warm-up and the farcical scene of the couplets on his body. The horizontal inscription on the couplet on his body
is also crucial. Without it, people might think Yang Ming's moves are too underhanded. However,
the current situation is that Yang Ming has already told his opponent before the match that his killer move and tactic is "breaking martial arts with a brick."
So, hitting his opponent with a brick is considered perfectly legitimate.
Therefore, these seemingly chaotic little farces are actually interconnected, with each link being crucial and indispensable
.
Yang Ming stood on the stage like a victorious king, waving to the crowd.
Since it was a farce, it naturally needed an ending; a beginning and an end were best. So, as Yang Ming waved
, the same tune that Gao Jin, the God of Gamblers, played when he won the World Gambling Championship, rang out again in the stadium.
"Wow! He's so cool!" Many female students in the audience cast excited glances at Yang Ming.
"Thank you everyone..." Yang Ming said, waving, "Thank you for your support. It's not that
I'm too strong, it's that my opponent is too weak! Please don't idolize me too much!"
Chen Mengyan glared at Yang Ming from below the stage, annoyed. Wasn't he too arrogant? However, Yang Ming had won,
and Chen Mengyan breathed a sigh of relief. Her heart had been in her throat!
In contrast, on the other side of the stadium, a girl remained completely calm throughout.
"Jiajia, aren't you worried? Aren't you afraid Yang Ming will lose?" Wang Xue asked curiously.
"He won't lose." Zhou Jiajia smiled faintly. "Yang Ming is a man who never gives up."
"You know him so well?" Wang Xue asked with a smile.
"Maybe, or maybe he's changed." Zhou Jiajia shook her head.
"He's changed? That's great, you can finally forget about him, right?" Wang Xue seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"No, I mean, he's become even more attractive to me." Zhou Jiajia rolled her eyes at Wang Xue.
"Huh?" Wang Xue shook her head incredulously.
※※※
Just as Yang Ming was about to leave, a group of people holding notebooks, microphones, digital cameras, and even video cameras
swarmed up to him: "Hello Yang Ming, I'm from the school TV station, may I interview you?"
"I'm from the school newspaper..."
"I'm from the campus radio station..."
"Wait, an interview is fine, but you have to come one by one!" Zhang Bin shielded Yang Ming, acting like a
bodyguard and agent, and spoke first.
Yang Ming found it somewhat amusing; Zhang Bin was quite funny. He hadn't planned this beforehand, but he was certainly quick to improvise. Actually, Zhang Bin was so eager because
he felt a sense of satisfaction after seeing Yang Ming defeat Ren Jianren, and also wanted to show off a bit by taking advantage of Yang Ming 's victory. "Now we'll begin the Q&A session. Everyone line up, one person at a time. Each person can only ask two questions. Mr. Yang, time is limited, please understand!" Zhang Bin said arrogantly. The reporters found this somewhat amusing, but they couldn't show it. Yang Ming was big news; they had to interview him! Remembering the tasks assigned to them by their station director, editor-in-chief, and site manager, these student reporters had no choice but to line up properly and interview Yang Ming one by one. "Mr. Yang, how did you come up with this method to deal with Ren Jianren?" Reporter A asked impatiently . Actually, this was the question everyone wanted to ask, so they all took out their notebooks and recorders, waiting attentively for Yang Ming's answer.

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