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Chapter 343 Robert: Don't Say I Bully the Little

Ding Xiu’s text message was of course addressed to Robert, and he didn’t care if he could understand it or not, so he just replied, “I’ll set the time, and you will set the place.”

He's a bit busy in the next few days, and Yang Siwei has to arrange a schedule to have time to hit someone, it's impossible for the other party to say what time it is.

The money is still earned.

The next day, Ding Xiu was woken up by a phone call.

A call from Wang Baoqiang.

"Brother, you are not so fierce. You challenge the Olympic boxing champion who is 1.9 meters tall and weighs more than [-] kilograms. On a specific day, I will go to watch and learn something."

Wang Baoqiang's tone was full of admiration.

Ding Xiu squinted his sleepy eyes, a little dazed, he didn't tell anyone about this matter, how come Wang Baoqiang knew about it.

"How do you know it?"

"Ham, who doesn't know in China? The news headlines are full of you. Robert read your text message in public when he was interviewed by the media early this morning. He said that he wanted to learn traditional Chinese Kung Fu and asked you to discuss and exchange ideas. You agreed. Yes, reply to him in a few days."

As far as Wang Baoqiang's IQ can be seen, this is not for learning to pass on martial arts, it is clearly for Ding Xiu, and to fight against fake martial arts.

Just saying that cracking down on counterfeiting is not good, but learning traditional kung fu is a little more pleasant.

However, if Ding Xiu loses the sparring at that time, the words that sound good may turn into bad ones. Netizens will scold Ding Xiu to death without anyone saying anything.

Don't you brag every day and you are very powerful, why are you overthrown by two or three punches.

Chuanwu can see but not fight and so on.

However, Bao Qiang still has great confidence in Ding Xiu. He has known Ding Xiu for so many years, he has a deep understanding of Ding Xiu's kung fu, and Robert may not be able to beat it.

If it is compared to weapons, then foreigners lose faster.

"Huh?" Ding Xiu propped himself up, kept the phone away from his ears, and looked intently at the screen. There were dozens of unread text messages.

"Brother Xiu, please reply me when you see the text message, Lao Qin."

"Brother Xiu, you can't mess around, there's no need."

"Brother Xiu, awesome!"

"Brother Xiu, I'm sorry, I was the one who blamed you that day, and Lao Zhang and I will go to cheer you on."

"Ding Xiu, if it doesn't work, let's put him in a sack."

Ding Xiu's friends are all eating this melon, and they are not afraid of big things to watch the excitement, that is, a few people feel unsafe, so let him think carefully.

The opponent is an Olympic boxing champion.

That body, that punch the size of a sandbag, is full of deterrence.

"I'll hang up first, the company still has something to do, let's talk later."

After hanging up the phone, Ding Xiu sent a message asking Zhao Liying to come and pick him up, then wash up and have breakfast.

A moment later, with a horn sound, a pink Ferrari drove out of the garage.

Ding Xiu was sitting in the co-pilot, and Zhao Liying was driving as the driver wearing sunglasses.

"That's right, you look like a big star." Ding Xiu joked.

From his point of view, Zhao Liying has long curly hair, sunglasses on her face, a pointed nose, and a cold side face. She wears an off-white windbreaker and high heels, which looks very fashionable.

With a slight smile, Zhao Liying said, "Brother Xiu, stop teasing me."

"Is it your birthday today, wearing such heavy clothes?"

"That's right, can't I have some nice clothes?"

Ding Xiu nodded: "It's really pretty, did you buy it specially for driving?"

"That is." Xiao Zhao raised his chin and couldn't help smiling: "You let me choose a car, and I still can't afford the price of this car."

The car was just bought a few days ago, and it cost millions of dollars. Because she drove it, she was the one who chose the car.

In the future, the sisters will also be the drivers of millions of luxury cars, so of course they must dress decently, so as not to embarrass Ding Xiu.

"Brother Xiu, to be honest, can you really accept pink?"

At that time, she went to the 4S store, and she thought the pink sports car was very beautiful, and she caught it at a glance.

Ding Xiu didn't bother, and swiped his card on the spot.

It made her heart beat.

After all, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a girl's car.

Leaning against the car door, facing the autumn wind, Ding Xiu said lightly: "I like it, why don't I like it, I like pink the most."

"But it's very narrow, and there's not much space."

"I like tight ones."

"It's not waterproof, it can't be opened in rainy days, and it's easy to irrigate."

"It's okay, just pour it, just wash it."

"Don't you think the noise is loud and noisy?"

"The more waves the better."

Well, Zhao Liying has nothing to say, Ding Xiu has already talked to this point.

Arriving at Qinchao Entertainment, Ding Xiu got out of the car, Zhao Liying parked the car downstairs casually, put the car keys in her bag and followed her upstairs.

Ding Xiu's car is rarely parked in a garage. In his words, it's too troublesome. It's so convenient downstairs, you can walk downstairs.

As for whether it is in the way or not, it doesn't exist. Those who can work in this building don't know that Ding Xiu is the big boss.

……

"Brother Xiu, how sure are you this time?"

"How do I know that, anyway, I can't lose."

In Qin Gang's office, Ding Xiu sat on the boss's chair with his legs crossed, spinning a pen in his hand.

Wanting to find a cigar to smoke, I opened the desk drawer, and there was only half a roll of toilet paper and a dozen small umbrellas inside.

Glancing at the size of the umbrella, Ding Xiu threw it back in contempt, and closed the drawer.

Originally, he was planning to criticize Ding Xiu, but Qin Gang's face became hot because of his actions and eyes, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Just Ding Xiu's eyes are so frankly hurtful.

"If you're okay, I'll be leaving." Ding Xiu retracted his legs, got up and said.

"En." Qin Gang answered absently, thought of something, and said, "By the way, your Xiuchun Knife has been proofread and reviewed, and it will be published soon. Would you like to have a look at the final product first? "

"Give me a copy, I'll read it later when I have time."

Ding Xiu didn't care too much about publishing. The most important thing for Xiu Chundao was the adaptation, as long as he could shoot the scenes he wanted.

The master needs to be beautiful, heroic, and in good shape. Junior brother, it’s hard to arrange for him to be handsome, but he can’t be more handsome than himself.

Who is Shen Lian looking for to act in the street? It's a bit of a headache.

After coming out of Qin Gang's side, Ding Xiu went straight to Yang Siwei's place, and he came to urge the schedule. Although Robert's side promised him to fix the time, it was impossible to delay it all the time. I don't know how many public opinion disturbances have been caused by the war.

A few minutes later, Ding Xiu went downstairs, and Zhao Liying trotted behind with her bag in her hand.

While walking, Ding Xiu sent a text message to Robert, telling him that the time would be noon tomorrow.

After a while, the other side wrote back, setting the time at a boxing gym in Beiping.

Not surprisingly, Robert was interviewing reporters, revealed the matter again, and posted the text message to the media. All of a sudden, netizens went crazy.

"Fuck, Ding Xiu is so awesome, run to fight with the Olympic champion."

"Is this because you are obsessed with acting? Do you really think that after making a few martial arts films, you are really a master of martial arts?"

"I support Brother Xiu unconditionally, how much is the ticket?"

"Hello, is it Qinchao Entertainment? We are Youku platform here. We want to live broadcast tomorrow's martial arts competition. How about the price..."

"Teacher Ding, come on, the disciples of the Bajiquan Gym will always support you."

"Brother Xiu, let's change your name to Ding Xiu in the future. After becoming the champion of Sanda boxing and the Eight Martial Arts Schools, what else do you dare not fight? Is the next step going to develop towards the octagonal cage?"

Octagonal cage, also called MMA, the full name is mixed martial arts. It is a kind of competitive fighting sport with extremely open rules. The gloves used in mixed martial arts competitions are fingers exposed, and the lethality is much stronger than the gloves worn by ordinary boxing. There is no difference between the top and the fist to the flesh.

A punch is a real punch.

The rules are even more open, you can fight standing, you can hit the ground, you can also use Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Muay Thai, wrestling, taekwondo, karate, judo, Sanda and other fighting techniques.

Known as the decathlon in combat sports.

It's the closest thing to a life-and-death fight in the world today.

The reason why it is called close is because even MMA is not aimed at beating people to death. It is still a sport after all, but this sport is more open and the fighting is more hearty.

But this is the maximum scale limit of fighting games on the surface.

No matter how big it is, it will kill people.

Qin Dynasty Entertainment.

"Sorry, no comment."

"Brother Xiu and Robert are pure martial arts exchanges, not the personal grievances you said."

"Don't ask me to explain, it's just a simple discussion and exchange of martial arts concepts."

"Harm, no one will die, nor will they be injured."

"Brother Xiu, it's not that you don't know. Martial arts lovers, when they see a master, they inevitably want to communicate. Lose? Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs..."

Yang Si only received hundreds of calls every day, all of them came to ask about the specific matters of the competition between Ding Xiu and Robert.

She didn't know whether Ding Xiu was winning or losing, and she didn't dare to talk nonsense, so she could only talk in an official tone.

The next day, 11:30, close to noon.

An ordinary boxing club in Peking is overcrowded, and the streets outside are crowded with people.

In the innermost part, eight cameras film the ring in 360 degrees without any dead angle.

There are dozens of chairs around a little farther away, most of them are media reporters, both Chinese and foreign.

Near the front row are Wu Bing, Coach Wang, Zhang Lei, Wang Baoqiang, Wu Jing, and Zhou Min.

Firstly, they came to watch the excitement, and secondly, they came to support Ding Xiu.

In addition, there are five or six foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes. They are all tall and burly, all over 1.9 meters. They don't look easy to mess with.

At this moment, the scene of tit-for-tat and murderous intent did not appear, but harmony.

Wu Bing and Coach Wang chatted happily with a few foreigners.

"Try more, tea is a good thing, traditional Chinese culture."

"A bit bitter."

"That's right, it's bitter before it's sweet. Tea is a thing that goes from floating to sinking, from curling to comfortable, and after being boiled under high fire and high temperature, there is a philosophy of life..."

Wu Bing's tea theory stunned the foreigners. Hearing the translation next to him, they didn't expect so much attention to a small pot of tea.

While chatting, Wu Bing talked about kung fu, saying that kung fu is mainly about strengthening the body, not focusing on fighting and killing. People who practice martial arts must have martial arts virtues. He also talked about some customs of apprenticeship in martial arts in the past.

During the whole process, the foreigner just couldn't get in a word, and wanted to refute a few words to save face, but when he thought that his country was only two hundred years old, there was no ancient culture at all.

It is good at cheating, abducting, smashing and looting, but this cannot be said.

Fortunately, the embarrassment didn't last long. Robert appeared on stage, wearing the same outfit as on the ring.

Stop pretending, what kind of martial arts exchange, I'm here to beat people.

Just as he was looking around for Ding Xiu, he didn't see a single shadow.

The people who entered the venue, the media, and the audience who watched the live broadcast online were a little confused.

"Ding Xiu must have run away."

"The live broadcast has been going on for so long, and I haven't seen anyone."

"Everyone, don't panic. It may be a traffic jam. You know how congested the roads in Beiping are. This will be another rush hour at noon."

"It makes sense, just wait a little longer."

The audience excused Ding Xiu, thinking it might be a traffic jam.

However, Ding Xiu was not stuck in traffic, and was walking to the boxing gym with a bowl of snail noodles.

"Excuse me, let me borrow it."

"Fuck, who eats shit so stinky."

"Brother, you won't let me in, look at the wool."

"Crap."

Finally squeezed in from the outside, Ding Xiu ate his mouthful, and said to everyone in the venue: "I'm sorry, I saw a seller of snail noodles on the side of the road, and I haven't eaten lunch yet, so I didn't keep everyone waiting for a long time. "

"Hahaha, six, at this time, I still have the mood to eat snail noodles. Whether I should say it or not, Ding Xiu's psychological quality is good."

"As much endorsement fee as this wave of snail powder will give you, I will give Master Kong twice as much."

"It's the older brother upstairs who understands. He can tell at a glance that Ding Xiu is advertising."

Wiping his mouth, Ding Xiu gave the bowl to Zhao Liying, smiled and cupped his hands towards Wu Bing and others in the audience, and then said to Robert, "Shall we go through a process, or fight directly?"

He didn't pretend anymore, he finished his work early and called it a day, and he could take a nap when he went back.

Robert couldn't understand Chinese, so he focused on his accompanying interpreter. For today's competition, he specially hired an interpreter.

The intermediary told him that he was an expert in Chinese and English, proficient in both languages, and then charged him a large amount of intermediary fees.

It turned out that it was a young man in his twenties today.

After asking, he found out that he was a college student, and Robert nearly vomited blood. Fortunately, this college student was fluent in English, which made him feel better.

But when I thought that I had spent so much money and hired a college student, I felt very angry.

The college student excitedly waved at Ding Xiu: "Hello Brother Xiu, I'm your fan, can you sign for me later?"

"It's easy to talk, you'd better translate first, after a while the foreigner won't hit me, he'll hit you instead."

"Oh, ok, just a moment, please."

The college student remembered that this trip was a part-time job, and quickly translated Ding Xiu's words for the foreigner.

The foreigner sneered: "It seems that Mr. Ding has a good appetite, and I hope he can continue to maintain it for a while."

As much as Ding Xiu ate, he planned to make him vomit later.

Damn snail noodles, it stinks.

"Don't worry, I have always had a good appetite."

The two sides exchanged a few words, without too much nonsense, and went directly to the ring.

Glancing at Ding Xiu's clothes and shoes, Robert said, "Don't say I'm bullying the younger. I heard that you are good at traditional kung fu. I allow you to use your feet instead of gloves."

(End of this chapter)